[ POV Change ]
[ Celadon City - Hotel ]
Richard stood frozen in the doorway of the Celadon City Hotel, his eyes wide with shock and horror at the scene before him. The once-gleaming lobby was now a battlefield, strewn with the unconscious bodies of Pokemon and their trainers. The air was thick with the acrid smell of burnt electricity and the tangy stench of psychic energy as the knocked out trainers and pokemon disappeared.
Sabrina, the psychic gym leader of Saffron City, stood amidst the wreckage with an air of calm control. Her attire was simple yet elegant - a sleek black dress that accentuated her lithe figure, paired with two large silver bangles on her wrists that glinted in the harsh hotel lighting. Her long hair was split into two twin-tails on either side of her head, a youthful touch that only brought out every bit of the fifteen-year-old as she was.
As Sabrina surveyed the aftermath of the battle, her crystal azure eyes locked onto a figure in the doorway. "Mr. Richard, call an ambulance for the fallen trainers and leave this man for me," she commanded, her voice firm yet soothing.
Richard nodded numbly and quickly left the hall, leaving Sabrina alone with the mysterious figure who had caused such chaos in her hotel. As his disguise melted away to reveal his true face.
Austin's eyes roamed over Sabrina's form, taking in every detail of her attire and appearance. He couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for her calm control in the midst of such chaos. "You've changed," he remarked, his voice laced with a hint of curiosity.
Sabrina's expression shifted ever so slightly, a small smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Well, our first meeting had stirred quite a bit of frustration in me. I couldn't maintain my calm in that place but my powers have gotten much stronger and not let them get rampant, I must control my emotions."
Austin's eyes narrowed at Sabrina's strange behavior which was a stark contrast to her much childish personality. "I see," he said, his tone measured. "And what of my anomalous behavior? Is it a good or bad idea?"
Sabrina tilted her head, her voice curious. "Your behavior has made the future quite an uncertainty, though I must admit, I am unsure if it is a good or bad idea."
"Hmm," Austin hummed, his mind racing with the possibilities. He wondered if Sabrina's powers had gotten to the point she could read his mind.
Austin's eyes narrowed as he imagined up a lurid image of Sabrina in a scanty bikini, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. He felt a rush of adrenaline course through his veins, his primal desires overpowering his better judgment. But when he glanced at Sabrina, he was relieved to see no discernible change in her expression.
However, that fleeting sense of relief was shattered as Sabrina's face bloomed in a sudden, scarlet blush. Austin felt his heart skip a beat as he realized that Sabrina had somehow penetrated the fortress of his mind, exposing his most secret thoughts.
As if sensing his thoughts, Sabrina spoke up. "While I can only perceive the surface level thoughts, I must say you have quite the imagination you have there Ketchum. I didn't think you see me in that light."
Hearing Sabrina's words, Austin wanted to bury himself in the ground in embarrassment. "So, mind telling me why all of these trainers are after me?" he asked, eager to change the subject.
"Well, I never expected you to kidnap a member of the Amano Family," Sabrina replied coolly.
Austin's heart sank as he realized the gravity of the situation. "Who?" he asked, hoping against hope that he had not been caught in the act.
"Erika," Sabrina replied, her voice laced with a hint of annoyance.
"Oh," Austin said, feeling a lump form in his throat.
"Don't 'oh' me, you still don't get it," Sabrina said, her eyes flashing with anger.
"Mind telling me what I don't get, beautiful?" Austin asked, hoping to diffuse the tension.
"I see you're still practicing in that mirror of yours," Sabrina replied.
"I see you're still practicing in that mirror of yours," Sabrina said, a small smile creeping onto her lips as she answered," Thank you for the compliment, Mr pervert. And for your information, the Amano family is a such a wealthy family that the entire pokemon league is afraid to anger."
" Oh, I guess they hired you to find Erika."
" No, they found your location because someone bought over a 1000 items with Erika's card."
Austin felt a migraine in his head as he realized the culprit behind this.
' Green.'
" So, I guess you here to capture me."
"Yes, the Amano family has quite a sum of money for my services in finding their daughter, so mind telling me where Erika is?" Sabrina asked, her eyes piercing into Austin's.
Austin's eyes narrowed at Sabrina's words.
"So, Yellow and Green weren't captured," he thought to himself.
"I guess you don't know where Erika is?" Sabrina asked.
Austin tried to remain calm.
"Stop reading my mind," he said.
"Stop thinking then," Sabrina replied.
" So, can I go ?"
" No, I can't let you go."
Austin's face twisted into a sneer. "What, am I that charming?" he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Sabrina snorted. "Keep dreaming," she said, her eyes flickering with amusement. "
Sabrina shook her head, her expression cool and collected. "I'm sorry, Ash, but the Amano family has stationed snipers all around this place. They're expecting a battle.But don't worry, I've used my powers to blur your face. You'll be safe from their sights."
Austin grinned, holding out his hand. "Does this count as a gym battle, then?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Sabrina rolled her eyes. "I suppose I'll have to count it as such, Mr. pervert," she said, her lips twitching with amusement.
Sabrina smiled. A serene thing, really. "We will do a four on four battle. Substitutions are allowed. The match ends when either of us have lost all four pokémon."
For some reason, Austin didn't think that the words bade anything good for him.
"Four on four…" He muttered, mentally figuring out which pokémon to use. "I accept."
The Saffron gym leader smiled. "I shall choose first." She raised her left hand in the air, palm opened skyward, as a pokeball materialized in her hand. A sight touch of her fingers on the surface, and the ball shivered open, liberating the pokémon within.
The creature that floated on the ground resembled the sun, with a central dirty-orange body with two squinted eyes with crimson pupils, and rocky fragments protruding out of the surface like a corona. Even from the distance, it is pretty sure that the thing was part-rock at the very least.
"That is Solrock. A part-rock, part-psychic type." Sabrina offered.
"Uh… thanks I guess." Austin said before taking out his PokeBall.
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[ Omake Paragraph ]
When rain pours from the clouds and lightning fills the sky, most flying-type pokemon search desperately for cover, hiding from the vast packs of electric types it brings as much as from the actual storm. And then there is Gligar, who do not hide, but swarm. Many have speculated as to why they are immune to electricity; some have suggested that they are not flying-types at all, because they merely glide through the air. Yet their gliding is more flight than levitation, and their reaction to other types leaves no doubt. They are both flying and ground, a fact which made the phrase "Gligar's type" a synonym for a paradox.
And it is this paradox which has allowed them to be nicknamed "Tornadus' revenge." When thunderclouds gather in the air, Gligar climb the tallest tree around: some desert Gligar even take advantage of their excellent hearing to climb cacti and travel long distances to the storm. When the rain comes, so do the Gligar, who search for other flying pokemon who can not locate cover and follow them until they find their prey; electric-type avivores such as Shinx and Pikachu. When they have found such creatures, they circle around the pack from a few feet over the ground, firing poison stings and felling them one by one, until their number is sufficiently reduced to finish them off with an earthquake.
This is not type solidarity, of course, but the law of the jungle. Gligar protect other fliers incidentally; their purpose is to use them as bait. But the sight of a Gligar fighting off a pack of small electric pokemon singlehandedly while a Pidgey or Hoothoot escapes leaves a powerful impression on many bird keepers, who capture one themselves to protect their own pokemon from thundershocks and thunderbolts.