Nova came out of her pokeball with a surge of glee; it had been days since she’d been able to stretch her physical body, and the sensation was as enjoyable as she remembered. Equally invigorating, she opened her eyes and puffed out her chest with an expectant smile. Just as expected, the stunned crowd marveled at her beauty for a moment and then fought over her attention.
“She’s precious!”
“Can I hold her?”
“Where did you get her?”
Her ears twitched as they began stroking her fur with Rhea’s permission; Amber’s voice pulled her attention to the right.
“Oh, so you must be Nova.”
She could see the sleek furred Fennekin beside her Trainer, giving her a small smile.
“I am!” She eagerly replied. “I’ve been watching you guys for a bit; I really liked the battles, and the dancing looks fun.”
Gables popped out from behind a few humans blocking her vision of him, giving Nova a wink and a grin. “Yo! Nice ta meet ya, Nova. You like to dance? I’ve been workin’ on my moves.”
“Oh, I’d like to learn!” Nova replied, head tilting to the left a bit with the fingers scratching her.
“Coo, coo … oh,” he gave her an apologetic look, “I’ll have to catch ya later; seems we got a match to get to.”
“Me, too,” Amber hummed, glancing between the humans. “We can talk after I win.”
Gables chuckled. “Alright, catch you two later!”
Rhea’s voice entered her mind. “Alright, we got our first match … we got a lot. Let’s see how far we can go! Just remember, don’t use any big Moves like Synchronoise.”
Yeah! Nova cheered. Are you watching Mya?
“Mhm! Throw them out of the arena!”
I’ll give it a shot! She said, pumping herself up; Rhea was a lot calmer than when she’d first stepped up to battle Lucian, which made her happy.
The humans stepped back with dissatisfied looks as Rhea told them they needed to get to their match. Nova jogged to Rhea’s side, but a hush swiftly fell across the crowd as the doors opened in the back.
Everyone slowed to a stop, and she saw a nervous edge fall upon the humans’ shoulders. Nova’s ears twitched as she glanced between faces; it was difficult to see beyond the tall humans from the floor, but the woman at the desk snapped to attention before picking up her phone to call someone.
Nova sniffed the air as a very distinct scent carried to her nose; an electric musky-ambery sensation filled her senses as the man’s odor moved toward her on the room’s circulating air current.
Hushed murmurs hastily flew through the room.
“Giovanni … here?”
“What’s the Gym Leader doing at a dump like … wait…”
“Dude, that’s Amira Rocket.”
“There’s no way…”
“Yo, Dude, it’s Giovanni!”
“A Grandmaster … here?”
Giovanni appeared from out of the crowd; a very business-like dark purple-haired woman was at his side. Rhea had spotted this woman everywhere she’d seen Amira’s grandfather; she had been at the Pallet stadium, by his side during his matches the other day, and here with him now.
The shorter hair-cut barely touching the woman’s shoulders was odd to Nova since she was used to most human females having long hair. Her purple eyes were duller than Mallory’s, passively sweeping the crowd behind the see-through glasses perched between her nose before turning her attention to the advanced-looking tablet in her left hand.
Giovanni was wearing a form-fitted, slim bluish-gray suit with a black undershirt and blue tie; his pocket square and tie were fashioned into some complex design that confused Nova.
He was much bigger than she’d initially thought at around two meters tall, and his muscular frame filled out his suit well. With a strong, well-tempered face and thick, neatly groomed jet-black hair, he was an imposing figure, but it was the Pokemon to his left that swiftly stole Nova’s attention.
The Persian beside him was massive, and Nova could tell that this Pokemon probably matched up to Franky. He didn’t say anything, but his sweeping feline eyes settled on her for a moment, moving on to Amira.
Amira had her arms folded while glaring at the infamous man. “Grandpa,” she said with a bit of exasperation. “I told you I’d text when we were ready to stop by.”
A small smile lifted Giovanni’s lips as he moved to join her by one of the arenas. “I heard you were nearby, and I was in the area.”
The redhead’s glare slid to the woman beside her grandfather. “Don’t give me that; I know Matori’s had eyes out on me. I saw the drones before coming in.”
Matori’s cool features lifted into a soft smile to look at her. “Sweetie, we were really in the area.”
“Doesn’t mean it was by accident,” Amira replied with a low sigh. “We’ve got some matches to do, and then we’ll be free.”
Mallory and Gables waved at them from the side of another arena. “Hey, Mr. Rocket!” Rhea spoke up after, which prompted Nova to do the same.
The Persian nodded toward her, voice creamy to Nova’s ears. “Greetings.”
Giovanni chuckled, voice deep and smooth as his vision moved to the girls. “Hello, Mallory, Rhea, and you can call me Giovanni if you please. I look forward to getting to know your new friends,” he said, focusing on his granddaughter again.
Matori slid her glasses up a little on her nose with an impish smile. “I forwarded the news that you were back in the city to your parents.”
Amira’s full lips tightened, giving the woman a dirty look. “I was going to let my mom and dad know after we’d settled in … thanks, Matori.”
“Oh, absolutely!” She chortled.
“… They’re on their way here, then, right?”
“Naturally.”
She seemed to suppress a sigh, and Nova continued to glance between the parties; she’d never seen a performance like this. Not one of the Trainers made a sound to interrupt as they witnessed the event; it almost felt wrong to.
“Don’t you two have a lot of business to handle?” Amira asked, shifting her weight to her right foot.
“A lot, actually,” Giovanni muttered, glancing down at his assistant. “However, much of it has been cleared since some unexpected events have cropped up. It has left me an unanticipated amount of time to work on other projects, and … the liberty to spend it with you before you depart Viridian.” He finished with a charming smile.
Nova wasn’t sure if this was normal or not for human behavior; Amira seemed somewhat annoyed by their sudden visit but wasn’t outright telling them to get lost, and her grandfather appeared to enjoy the little back and forth they were having.
“I suppose I’ll find a seat for your matches,” he prompted, glancing around at the crowd in an expectant manner that had them scurrying to pretend they were about their own business. “I’ll save a seat for your parents.”
“Great,” Amira sighed, turning to the nervous boy on the opposite side of the field from her. “Let’s just get this over with.”
Nova was a little confused as a nervous man exited the elevator, rushing to Giovanni’s side with a young woman by his side. “Grandmaster Giovanni … how—how unexpected! Umm, is there anything you need, Sir?”
Matori was the one to respond, giving the man a polite smile. “Not at this time; you are Benjamine Lockwrite, owner of this establishment?”
“Y-Yes, mam.”
“Wonderful. I believe I have your information if anything is required.”
“… Of course. I’ll be at the desk if there’s anything … at all, that you need!” He fervently insisted, bowing again with the woman before retreating.
Humans are weird.
Rhea’s nerves had increased a bit as she directed her to their own field beside Ambers. The fox gave her a smile as they passed by one another. “We’ll probably get some tasty food after this.”
“Ooh, I can’t wait!” Nova replied, salivating at the prospect. The different food she’d seen them eat had her mouth watering in her pokeball for the past few days, and Mya was eager to have her own taste of the new flavors that would grace their tongues. “Mya said she heard someone say food tastes better after a victory. Is that true, Amber?”
Amber paused before jumping onto the field, turning back with a secretive grin and a wink. “You’ll have to see.”
“Hehe, okay!”
She hummed with interest as the blue honeycomb energy shields came into place around her; the opposite Trainer’s hadn’t activated yet, possibly because he didn’t have a Pokemon on the field. Nova watched with interest as the blue shells became somewhat transparent, allowing easy sight unless an attack struck it.
I’m gonna win!
“Kick him in the face!” Mya cheered from inside her pokeball.
I can do that!
They both went silent as Rhea seemed to be debating something to herself; she didn’t know what it was since she wasn’t really sharing it with her, but it was a somewhat worrisome topic by her emotions.
The opponent threw out his pokeball as Rhea thought, piquing her interest with what her Trainer was thinking. Rhea’s voice entered her mind as the Pokemon was revealed.
“… Oh, a … Sizzlipede, I think? Fire/Bug-type, huh … umm, Nova, if you feel like you’re ready to try and transform into any of your other stages, then go ahead and give it a shot. I want to see how much one change will cost, but don’t rush into it.”
Nova didn’t feel threatened by the long, flat red insect Pokemon; in fact, its two flickering flame-like whiskers were kind of cute, but she could do without the stubby legs.
She glanced back at her Trainer with a worried expression; if there was one thing she didn’t want, it was putting Rhea into the hospital as Mya had done, and it made her hesitate a bit. She could feel the itch of some hidden power within her grasp if she tried hard to focus on the internal sensation, but Rhea wasn’t 100% yet. It would be saved for a last resort.
Only if I need to … I don’t want to hurt you.
Rhea seemed to be interpreting her message because it took her a second to respond, giving her opponent time to speak. His high-pitched voice was a bit unusual compared to other Pokemon she’d conversed with.
“Hello, my fluffy opponent; alas,” he swayed to the side, turning his head away in a sad expression, “I am doomed to the void of depression upon seeing your beauty! It pains me to battle such a lovely foe, but for my home country, we shall clash! Yes, my glamorous little Eevee; I come from a land far distant from this mountainous plane!”
Nova’s neck shifted a little with confusion as he just continued to speak.
He lifted up high into the air, twisting his body the opposite way while moving his legs in a reaching manner. “I come from a wondrous land of rolling hills and grasslands, much like your own … excluding the trees and mountains and strange new Pokemon … oh, but we have rivers!”
“Uh … ahem, hello? You … have an interesting way of speaking.” She mumbled with a forced chuckle. “What’s your name?”
“Ah, yes, yes! I am the brave, the noble, although, I am not a noble, but noble, I am!” He stated dramatically, turning his body and arms right and left with each statement.
“… Ah … eh … Noble … is your name?” Nova asked, utterly baffled at this point.
“Indeed, my lovely foe! Are you ready for the dance of flames?”
Nova shifted a little to give Rhea a questioning look; she assured her that transforming once shouldn’t be a problem, but the guy in front of her was pretty distracting. “Uh … Sure, I guess?”
“Excellent!” He laughed in a high-pitched manner before lowering himself to the ground. “We duel!”
A bright red light appeared on both sides of their field below where their Trainers stood, and Rhea confirmed the battle would start on green.
“He’s probably a physical attacker, but be careful; he might have Embers like Amber.”
Nova’s tongue slid across her sharp teeth, internally hyping herself up. Okay, I can do this! Red … yellow … go!
She darted forward but instantly changed directions as Noble sucked in a quick breath and lobbed some kind of ball out of his mouth at the ground in front of him. Black smoke exploded around him, blocking Nova’s vision of the insect.
Mya was mumbling through their link, watching through Rhea’s eyes.
“Yeah, get in … no, don’t stop! Charge!”
Their Trainer’s instructions were more noticeable, though.
“Hold-up, Smokescreen, be prepared to dodge; he’s buying time for something.”
The commentary continued in Nova’s mind, but she mostly tuned out her fellow Pokemon’s shouts and cheers.
Taking a deep breath, Nova gathered her energy for the first time to make a Move; it came so naturally to her. The power took form, and she sprayed a jet of mud from her mouth into the smoke.
The smoke shifted slightly, and a rolling mass shot out of it, aiming right for her at a decent speed, plowing right through the jet to flatten her.
“Here I come!” He shouted within his tight ball.
Cutting off her attack, Nova’s speed sharpened considerably as she disengaged from Noble, dodging to the left to miss the shot. He just maneuvered in a sweeping crescent to pursue, but she was far too fast if running away with the extra energy that flooded her legs.
The boost faded as she flipped around, gathering energy in her legs; his rollout was easily televised, which made it effortless to leap to the side at the last second, grounding herself with her two front paws. A faint red aura surrounded her back feet as she kicked back, forcing Noble out of his tight coil and into the air with a grunt.
Swiftly regaining her balance, Nova darted after the airborne foe, legs still glowing with fighting energy. Leaping into the air, she twisted her tail to position herself, shouting, “And another one!” Her left foot slapped Noble to the right with her sharp twist.
Noble’s flat body tumbled across the field, but he released a high-pitched laugh while recovering; his small arms moved quickly as he stabilized, moving to an upright position.
Nova dashed after the strange insect as the circles on his stomach began to glow, and one after another, Embers were sent out with his twisting frame.
Fireballs exploded behind her as she darted left and right around the projectiles, four vivid black fangs growing in front of her mouth as she opened her jaws to pounce on the insect. He tried to disengage, but she was slightly quicker, black energy closing around the side of his face.
The potential energy exploded, flinging the insect back, but before she could pursue, he lobbed another smokescreen down at the ground. His tone was noticeably tired, but his laugh remained the same. “Very good!” He shouted from inside the field. “Let us dance!”
“Well … this isn’t really dancing,” Nova mused, thinking back on Amber and Gables’ activities.
“Ho, ho; I disagree, my lovely!”
Nova figured he was charging for another rolling attack, so she shot forward to intercept, black fangs growing again. Sure enough, she caught him coiling into a circle, about to perform his Move. He noticed her too late.
“… Oh, no!” He shouted, and she pounced on him with a loud roar.
“Got you!”
“Ugh…” He tried scurrying away, her bite interrupting his gathered energy. “A quick retreat is…”
Her front right paw was already beginning to glow with a white force, and an instinctual knowledge flooded her brain as she focused on his retreating back, keeping pace with the insect. He didn’t have anything to steal, but the attack’s destructive force would net her the victory.
Nova’s rapid pace swiftly caught up to his retreating form, and she jumped over his back, right paw sending a rippling blow through his frame. Noble coughed as air left his lungs, defensive energy broken as he smashed into the glowing blue barrier with Mya’s savage screams of victory.
“That’s the way to do it!”
Rhea congratulated her as the Pokemon laid limp on the ground; after a second, a red beam returned him to his pokeball, and Nova puffed out her chest and roared at Mya’s prompts, but most of the humans in the stands just cooed at her fierce victory cry.
Her first win and it was actually pretty fun; although, her opponent had certainly been unique. She watched Rhea and the Trainer talk for a moment; he seemed somewhat sheepish at the loss, but not like the Kalos girls had been, and her second opponent soon took his place.
The next human was female and looked pretty excited to battle; she wore a blue dress and had her brown hair tied up in a bun. After a short greeting, she released her own Pokemon.
“Oh … a Shellos. Auntie has the next stage of this Pokemon. Be careful; even though they look cute and small, they can be a powerhouse. It’s Water-type. So, Jolteon or Leafeon would be the play here.”
… I don’t know what those are. She moaned. All I know is there’s this power I can reach for to evolve … I can only sense one right now. I think it changes, though.
Rhea seemed a little confused about her internal groans, so she let it drop; she’d have to show her after the battle. If she felt better at the end of their three daily matches, it didn’t matter much; she could practice since they’d be free from today’s daily challenges.
“Hello!” The blue female slug-like Pokemon greeted, rearing up a little to wave a stubby front foot. “I heard you’re super strong!”
“I guess,” Nova said with a pleasant smile. “I’m Nova.”
“Oh, that’s a pretty name,” she returned, leaning left and right. “My Trainer calls me Kreemi.”
Nova’s eyes widened a little. “I’ve heard of that … I think it’s a food humans eat … donuts with cream in it?”
“Uh-huh! I’m sweet,” she giggled, “or that’s what my Trainer tells me.”
“That’s nice,” Nova replied, tail wagging back and forth, noticing the lights beginning to change colors. “Good luck.”
“You, too!”
Dropping back to the ground, Kreemi’s face set with determination, and the match started.
Nova leaped forward, racing toward the slow blue slug, back feet aglow with building red light after Rhea’s direction; just before reaching her opponent, Kreemi jumped into the air, spraying a jet of water to propel her back and distance herself.
Darting around the blast, Nova frowned as the slug stuck to the glowing blue shell protecting the onlookers from their attacks, inching up the bright wall while spraying bursts of water at her.
“Hey,” Nova growled, dodging the streams as Kreemi climbed out of reach, “wait, you can do that?”
Kreemi chuckled. “Gotta think outside the box!”
The Shellos sent a spray of mud down at her in a wide arc, lowering its potential damage but increasing the chance it would hit.
“Hey!” Nova growled, speed increasing as she retreated across the field. “Don’t get me dirty; I’ll look less cute!”
“That’s what you’re worried about?” Kreemi asked with an incredulous tone, sliding up to the roof to pursue her; Mya was also releasing an exasperated sigh from within her pokeball, but she really didn’t want to get dirty.
She grimaced at the wet and muddy side of the battlefield with distaste. Rhea gave her an option, but Nova wanted to end it in one blow to not soil her lovely fur.
Taking a deep breath, Nova gathered the energy in her lungs and released a soft yawn while hopping to the side to avoid another jet of water. The targeted attack of mist that exited her mouth slowly floated toward the confused Shellos, but the visible puff of air followed the blue slug’s movements. It would fade if she managed to dodge for a certain amount of time, but she was too slow on the ceiling.
“W-What is it?” Kreemi asked, crawling away.
Nova smugly charged her next Move, releasing a growl that sent a wide shockwave toward the Pokemon. “You’ll see; shouldn’t have tried to get me dirty!” She huffed, rushing at her opponent as the mist absorbed into her body with the wide pulse.
Kreemi made it to the edge of the field before it struck, causing her eyes to droop a little. “H-Hey … w-why do I feel … why do I feel so sleepy?” She yawned, trying to fire another jet of water at her.
Running to the side, Nova outpaced the attack, tail starting to glow with white light. Kreemi slowly unstuck from the ceiling, falling to the ground as she drifted off to sleep with another low yawn. “N-No … stay … stay awake … s-stupid mind…”
Nova reached the falling blue slug before she touched the ground, flipping around to whip the girl across the field, back toward her side, and away from the mud. The small Shellos limply tumbled across the ground, now minus-two Defense.
A triumphant smile brightened Nova’s lips as she charged her big attack with Mya, Rhea, and the whole crowd cheering her on; white energy gathered around her front right paw as she zeroed in on the blue slug. She caught a sad smile on her Trainer’s face, probably hoping she’d wake up before the strike came; she didn’t.
Dashing forward, Nova focused on the little Pokemon, finding no hidden item she could snatch on her body; her paw smacked the Shellos across the field, back into her own mud, her defensive energy shell broken, and strength flooded her body.
Turning back to the shouting thong with the burning sensation of powering up, she released another ferocious roar that put smiles and brought giggles to the humans, and Nova caught a small smile on Giovanni’s Persian beside the arena next to theirs.
He was watching, too! Yes, I am cute and unbeatable!
Her chest filled with pride as the Trainer returned Kreemi to her pokeball, asking Rhea how she thought she did. Rhea was encouraging, talking about the wall-sticking strategy, but Nova was now focused on Amber’s battles. The Fennekin was chuckling as the opponent did backflips, in some kind of trance, and shortly after, sent him packing with an Ember.
She was a little surprised when the field deactivated; Amber and Amira seemed to have already beaten their three challengers while she still had one left. Nova’s cheeks bunched to the side at the news.
I’m the slow one? What about Gables?
Running to the opposite side of the ring, she found a spot between the crowd to see Gables pop out of thin air to finish his third opponent with a charged punch.
I am the last one! No … I gotta look good in this next one, then…
Her gaze shifted back to the opposite side of the field, brow creasing as all the barriers dropped and a cleaning crew of Pokemon she didn’t know dashed in to swiftly remove the mud, replacing it with dry dirt before packing it down with some kind of ability that made the ground shake in small controlled areas.
She watched the rocky Pokemon curiously while Rhea talked to a boy, probably their next challenger. Nova’s head darted to her Trainer as an embarrassed flash passed through their link, and Rhea forced a chuckle.
What’s up, Mya?
“Oh, he said he’s a fan of us. He’s glad Rhea chose him as the last match of the day. Apparently, he’s got a pretty good battle record.”
Oh … so, his Pokemon’s strong?
“I mean, probably not all that much,” Mya snickered. “You’re doing really good. You’ll just steamroll this one, too … really, though…”
What? Nova asked defensively.
“… You actually ran away because you didn’t want to get dirty?”
I don’t! I have white fur, and I’ve seen what mud does to Amber’s!
“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” Mya mused with unmistakable sarcasm. “What’s up with the cute thing, though? You want to be fierce! You want to make them scared of you; yell and make them run away!”
Nu-uh! Nova countered with a frown, following the clean-up crew’s exit with her eyes and the excited crowd pointing at her. See, they love me! I’m cute, and they give me attention, and one said he wants to give me treats!
“Boring…”
No, tasty!
“Whatever … uh, guess they’re getting ready for the next match … mud.”
It’s nice they cleaned up the field. Nova smiled; there were a few notable wet spots still, but at least it wasn’t nearly as bad. Wait … do we need to pay for that?
“Duh…”
Mmh … it’s worth it. Nova grinned, noticing Giovanni’s Persian, Amber, and Gables moving areas to watch her. Oh, I’m the center of attention, Mya! Look! Everyone wants to see me win.
“…”
Nova cheerfully turned her attention to the male Trainer as he threw out her final opponent, causing her forehead to crease a little at Rhea’s reaction to their new foe.
“Glameow … they’re really fast. This might be hard, Nova. Watch him carefully.”
She didn’t know what the big deal was; he was a little smaller than her with an absurdly long tail that coiled around in a loop. Honestly, she had to admit he wasn’t bad looking, and his voice was charmingly smooth.
“Ah, Nova, I assume?” His cat-like smile and eyes flicked left and right to observe the growing crowd. “Mmh, seems we’ll have to put on quite the show, my dear, and might I say, you look absolutely ravishing in that coat.”
“Thanks!” Nova returned the smile, puffing up her chest; she had yet to receive a single hit. There were a few close calls, but she was just as glamorous as when she first stepped foot in the ring. “What’s your name?”
“Alaric, my dear. It’s a pleasure.”
Nova was a little taken by his polite and smooth introduction; Amber and Gables were smiling while glancing between them, and both of them didn’t seem to take much damage from their matches.
“You ready to fight, Alaric?” Nova asked, licking her lips and getting ready to dash at him.
“Oh, by all means.”
Red, yellow, green, and the battle started.
Nova dashed forward; if he was supposed to be fast, she’d show she was faster! He was different from the other two Pokemon she’d faced. Nova could tell that, but it didn’t matter; she was built for battle.
A small smile moved Alaric’s mouth with her swift approach for an enhanced Tackle, but Nova was a little confused as he looked at Amber and gave her a wink, almost as if she wasn’t even worth his attention.
Dismay and anger filled her chest. The nerve; I’m attacking him!
His smirk lifted as his gaze returned to her, lifting up on his hind legs to clap his hands. “What a shame.”
What’s a…
Nova’s mind blanked, energy collapsing with the white force she was generating in front of her, and she tripped, rolling across the dirt. The next thing she knew, something smashed into the side of her face, sending her tumbling across the field.
… What … did he do to me?
Two massive chunks of her defensive shell were carved out of her, and Nova’s jaw tightened as she flipped back to her feet, Mya screaming in her mind with Rhea’s worried voice. “Dodge left!”
She tried, vision refocusing to search for the sly cat, but all she saw was a glowing ball of white that slammed into her side, forcing the air out of Nova’s lungs while throwing her into the shield by Amber.
The concerned Fennekin’s voice mirrored Rhea and Mya’s. “Get some distance.”
I’m … losing? I’m not supposed to lose! That’s not cute!
“He’ll use Quick Attack again, Nova; you can’t escape it. You have to stop him before he uses it!” Rhea explained.
Nova instinctively darted across the edge of the field, speed increasing as she retreated, and she caught Aleric’s paw barely missing her tail with three long white claws of energy ripping the dirt up where she’d stood.
Aleric was hot in pursuit, keeping pace with her while a white force started gathering around his body.
How … I can’t pull too much energy from you!?
“Try to evolve!”
Nova’s gut tightened as stress pumped through her body. She didn’t like this feeling; she didn’t want to lose; she wasn’t supposed to. Jaw tight, Nova reached for the power within her, the only one available.
An explosive strength flooded her body as she pulled more energy from Rhea than her last two battles combined, and a brilliant glow radiated out of her body; Aleric’s own frame illuminated with blazing light, and he blasted toward her.
The world grew smaller as Nova grew, and the moment he impacted, they were both sent blasting apart, but Nova didn’t sense any loss to her defensive pool of energy; her transformation had acted as a barrier.
Flipping around in the air, she smiled while doing a quick scan of her new form; she retained her black and white theme, but the end of her long human-like bangs now adorning her head was light blue. Her transformation had caused a wave of gasps to fill the sides of the arena, and a flood of instinctual information filled her mind.
“Glaceon! Nova, you’re so cute!” Rhea cheered. “Watch out for him…”
A flash sparkled in Nova’s pink eyes, and she sensed the exact trajectory and Move Aleric used while seeking to end the match. Without looking, Nova smiled, jumping at the last second to flip in the air in a flourish.
The surprised Glameow rocketed below her with a shocked expression as she opened her mouth, gathering the most natural Move that came to her, releasing a gale of frigid wind that blew the Pokemon away, ice trailing along her trajectory.
Mist frothed off the frozen ground as Aleric recovered, ice falling off his now ruffled fur; he was no longer calm and collected, glaring at her with a serious expression. “How … unexpected.”
Nova felt invincible as she smiled down at him from across the field, over twice his size, and she played with her two long locks that could be stiffened into sword-like blades. They were easily maneuverable; she could grab someone with them, and her broad tail could bat the cat Pokemon away if she wished.
Her strength, defense, and even her speed felt slightly better; everything improved. The white fur she was so proud of had turned black with her paws, tail blade, crown, back pattern, and inner ears now white.
Giving Aleric a confident smirk, her eyes narrowed. “Let’s go!”
Taking a deep breath, she sent streams of frigid air across the field; the Glameow managed to barely dodge her sharp gales, but Nova swiftly cut off his escape, trapping him in a corner. He’d slip on the ice if he tried to run anywhere else.
With one last defiant charge, he’d gathered enough energy to launch another Quick Attack at her, and she released a hail of ice from her mouth; he leaped into the air at the edge of her ice, taking to the air with his insane speed, but she was too far away. He tried cutting through her Icy Wind, but it was far too powerful.
The two energy met, and the moment his Move failed, her ice shredded the last of his defensive shell, sending the knocked-out Pokemon tumbling across the now partially iced over battlefield, and she turned to give a cheer to the crowd’s wild clamor, showering her with love.
I did it!
“You were amazing!” Mya shouted.
Rhea followed with praise. “That was awesome; I really felt the energy drain, but it’s manageable!”
Yes; so, I can practice!
Now in heaven, Nova felt like nothing could stop her, and she began prancing around enthusiastically, gobbling up the crowd’s energy.
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