Chapter 48.2- Oak

“Donnell, my boy. I guess it's time to surrender” He said in reply, letting out a nervous laugh. I wasn’t fooled by it though, there was an intelligence to his eyes, he was working on a way to get out of this. If I hadn’t been paying such close attention to him, I wouldn’t have noticed it in time. My instincts screamed at me in warning.  It took all I could do to dive into Ino, mentally screaming at her to teleport the fuck out of there. We just barely made it to the ground to see a massive beam of light pass through the space we’d occupied a few seconds earlier. Fuck. I watched in a shocked state of awe as fucking Mewtwo floated out of the viewing room, fixing me with a look of disdain that seemed to fit perfectly on his face, those flowing orbs making it clear that I’d find no mercy from him. Good. I wouldn’t be needing any. Months ago, I’d fought Mewtwo. I’d pulled out my entire team and been forced to still surrender to spare their lives. Now? We wouldn’t be the ones surrendering. When I got time to myself and got to go over the battle again, I realized that the Mewtwo Giovanni could call upon was a mere shadow of the strength it had possessed in the anime. Fantastically powerful, don’t get me wrong, but not on the level of a natural phenomenon like a Legendary pokemon. It was more like Lance’s Dragonite than Moltres.

I couldn't hold back against it, so it was time to pull out the big guns. I moved my hands, unleashing all my pokemon from their balls in a coordinated manoeuvre I’d practised religiously. My entire team stood arrayed before me, with the exception of Magnezone and Tsunade of course, I still had a carry limit.

“Let’s go” was all I said, coordinating the rest of my plan with them through aura. I was confident in Ino’s mental abilities, but I wouldn’t be surprised if Mewtwo could do some bullshit that let him tap into that connection, It was just the sort of hax powers that would exist only to fuck with me to an illogical extreme. Fuck my life, man.

Enough whining though, time to make a psychic pay for the sins of his father. I had a bone to pick with Giovanni, after all. He was the idiot who set this all into motion and ruined my plans of becoming champion. Yes, ruined. No way was I going to become champion after fighting the league so publicly. Igneel growled and flew right up at the floating psychic. I saw it raise its hand, and the next thing I knew, my fire dragon was crashing back into the ground like he’d been swatted by the hand of God himself. Ino jumped behind me, stretching her psychic influence across the whole battlefield. Kenpachi and Hashirama stood together, preparing a combination move of some sort and Kisame herself just floated forwards, straight at out opponent. He tried to swat her down with Gravity, but she just shrugged the move off. After all, she wasn’t the one moving. All he was doing was making it a tiny bit harder to control her water shell. With him distracted, Broly kicked off the ground, sweeping right at the psychic legendary. It twisted in the air, moving out of the way of Broly’s attacks, at the same time creating a shield that Kisame’s attacks broke against.

The earth beneath my feet began to vibrate, before shattering under the influence of Kenpachi’s earthquake. From the cracks in the ground, plants began to appear. The beginnings of a veritable forest. I see, Kenpachi had softened the ground to make it easier for Hashirama to use his ultimate move in this concrete wasteland. Of course, I didn’t see the point of a forest in this battle, considering the rest of us were not immune to the pollen from the second half of the technique. But since I’d told him to let loose and do what felt right, I could not fault his actions.

Mewtwo moved, avoiding the trees as they began to cover the ‘skyline’. When the forest was done growing, the psychic legendary just shot me the most disappointed look he could manage. I just smiled in reply, thankful that he couldn’t make it into my head without dedicating time and effort. I’d trained my mental resistance with Ino on a daily basis. She couldn’t even make it into my head without me letting her these days, and Mewtwo could not be so much more powerful than she was.

Igneel barreled through the space Mewtwo had occupied, but he simply seemed to phase through the genetically engineered pokemon. The psybeam that crashed into his back was enough to make me wince in sympathy. I wasn’t deeply connected to any of my pokemon with aura, having learned my lesson with Gai’s rampage, but I could still feel echoes of what they felt. Mewtwo, tired of remaining on the defensive flew straight at me, but he was face to face with Gai in a second. The Kommo-o had been hidden, searching for the right moment to attack, and as his fist was blocked with a shield, I knew he’d done it. His other fist swept right past Mewtwo’s defences, and made devastating contact with the pokemon’s face. A perfect hit! That was easy, almost too easy. And I was proven right when the attack didn’t even budge the psychic. Fuck. He just turned to Gai and stretched fingers out, slamming him back into the ground with force aplenty. Kisame’s attempts to entrap him in water whips didn’t work as he moved, using the forest his advantage. Snorlax’s roar of victory told me he was done with the grunts so things would be getting a bit easier here. Kenpachi was standing still, waiting in front of me for the seemingly inevitable legendary pokemon. This was a bit harder than expected, but altogether not out of our abilities. I just had to make sure the rich bastards didn’t somehow escape while I was distracted.

A/N; Now the second part of the new chapter.