Chapter 47.2- Oak

They moved to an unseen signal, and I had to focus on the little aura I could use to get a good view of what was happening.

Lucario covered the distance between them within a heartbeat and traded punches with Medi. Credit to the mega-evolved pokemon, she didn’t even flinch at the attack. She weaved through the first two punches, sent the third aside with one of her ghostly arms and got into a handstand split to dodge the kick Lucario sent at her head. She maintained the position and sent her own kick at the steel type. Lucario dodged, but the rocks behind him were blown to smithereens. That’s some power right there. She acted like she hadn’t noticed what happened and sprang from the handstand into a flying kick. Lucario, this time, dodged the kick and caught hold of the psychic’s ankle. She leaned on the support, twisted her body and moved closer to him, allowing her ghostly arms to hit him with two punches, forcing him to let her go or risk some more serious damage. They both disengaged and got distance from each other. I blinked, and in that time, they were on each other again. This time, Medi was the aggressor and she wasn’t pulling any punches Lucario blocked the first few punches with nary a wince and moved to take advantage of a lull in her attacks, but it was a feint, and she surprised him with a focus blast to the face. He used protect near-instantly and was unscathed, but had soundly lost the momentum and wasn’t given the opportunity to reclaim it. Medi was on him like white on rice. A punch here, a twist there, and a kick here meant he was steadily and sustainably on the backfoot. Lucario turned things on their head by leaning into a punch, dodging on the last second and loathing out with a punch straight to Medi’s midsection. Somehow, she flipped over the attack, using her small frame to her advantage and heading straight for Lucario’s unprotected back once she landed. He was able to turn around in time to take a punch to his broad chest. He was sent sliding backwards on his feet, but showed no sign that he’d felt the impact strong enough to shatter stone. He took advantage of the distance to charge up an aura sphere.

“Dodge and corral” Lucian said, speaking for the first time in the battle. Medi jumped and moved to the side to avoid the aura sphere, but did not account for the one that had been hidden in the shadow of the first. She tried to move out of its way but couldn’t get the timing right. It crashed into her and exploded. She landed, looking barely singed by the attack, but a lot more irritated than I’d ever seen her. The pokemon of calmness wasn’t looking very calm right now. She blurred across the field, fists ready, and started another dance with her opponent. He dodged, ducked and weaved, but it all wasn’t enough. Relentless. If I had to use a word to describe her, then that would be it. She did not allow herself to get swayed or distracted by Lucario’s numerous feints, taking great care not to be lulled into playing the tricky pokemon’s game. All good things come to an end though, as a feint that somehow wasn’t a feint ended with Medi taking a haymaker to the skull. Her head must have begun to ring as Lucario adopted a stance I recognised from some old boxing videos. He didn’t let her a second’s respite before lashing out with a left cross. This time, she teleported out of the way, not letting the attack make contact. She appeared behind Lucario and sent a kick at his knee. He dodged, but was quickly put on the backfoot from there.

It kept going, all of us watching awestruck as the psychic fighter soundly outmanoeuvred and overpowered a fine specimen of the most powerful species of fighting type in Sinnoh. It was beautiful and hypnotising, but all good things had to come to an end. Cynthia was the one who chose to end the show. She whistled once, and Lucario backflipped away from Medi and bowed, acknowledging his opponent. We’d thought it over with that, but Medicham was not having it. She covered the ground and aimed a kick straight at Lucario’s bent form. He dodged, but she was already on the move to a different attack. Nothing came of it though. The ethereal arms she’d sent at him turned to dust as they came into contact with a cloud of darkness. Shirona’s monster was on the field. Medicham ignored all Lucian’s calls to stop and went straight for the alien dark type.  Perhaps she remembered their bout from a few days ago and wanted to try her hand now that she had mega evolved and was more powerful than she’d ever been.

“Be gentle” was all Shirona said as Medi made contact with her cloud. We all saw the energy of mega evolution disappear near instantly as the meditating fighter pokemon was surrounded by the darkness. A few seconds later, and the darkness receded, leaving us staring at the unconscious form of Lucian’s pokemon. He returned her with a sigh, and we all gave the champion considering looks.

The alien hadn’t shown that kind of power in its bout against all of Lucien’s pokemon a few days ago, so either it had gotten a lot stronger in a few days, or it had been holding back in that fight. It held back against six elite-level pokemon in quick succession. What a monster.

“So…Do we move on to the next person or what?” Flint asked, being the first to overcome his shock.

“I’m next.” Bertha said simply, not even bothering to ask if I was interested, pulling rank in a subtle way. I only smiled and acquiesced. After all, what else could I do?

Besides, I was curious to see Mega Camerupt. They stood where Lucian and Medi had stood just a few seconds ago and prepared for their own attempt.