The Hacker [Pokemon Fanfiction]

The Hacker: Chapter 6

I simply rose my shoulder to quickly drop them in a form of saying, "Eh... I really don't know." without a sound escaping my mouth. My lips though still curled themselves painfully to withhold further laughter.

He scoffed and stared at the room behind, before fingering his almost bronze hair between his thumb and pointer finger, "Geez, such a pesky girl." He smiled with some annoyance. He rolled his head around to stare back at me. His expression suddenly became softer, calmer. More collected. "Well, looks like you made it to the Champion's chambers. Ready for your battle," he held his breath before whispering my full name with an airy tone, "Leaf Green?" he hesitated to take a step forward towards me, his large hand opened towards where I rested in an offer up.

"Ready to win," I smiled up at him and grasped his hand with both of mine, and like a gentleman he pulled me to my feet. But, bizarrely, as I came up he wrapped me into his arms to the point I felt the two of us had become entwined. "Blue...?" I questioned slowly. Quickly following, the champion pushed me away roughly that I fell back into Venusaur who was just raising. I attempted to give him a narrow glare of my eyes, just to see him already giving his back to me, striding back into the room. I wanted to protest angrily, but what's the use in it. He would have just reply with some stupid remark.

So I pursued on, hobbling on with Venusaur beside me. Once we entered the room, it was very different from the game. The entire room was like... A very clean prison cell. The walls and floors were made of a stainless steel, no windows in sight. A few light fixtures hung down from the ceiling to make the room all but dim. In the back corner of the room there was a single bed with messed up teal covers and a machine beside it. The machine I have seen constantly in Pokemon Centers, used to restore a Pokemon's health.

When I thought about it, it made sense for a champion to have that in their room. Constant challengers and all.

In the very center of the room, painted on the smooth floors were chalk white lines, like you'd see at a baseball diamond, in the perfect formation of a battle field. Blue casually strode to his box and faced me with an odd expression. His eyes were relaxed, but within it was like a wall was blocking me from seeing further. His thin creamy lips were pulled into a smolder as his right palm rested on his hip.

I've seen him use that look before. I mused before facing away, pulling out a hyper potion. Yes... He used that face with those girls back in pallet 34 days ago. The fuchsia colored handle stung my eyes somewhat as I pulled back on its handle. From the nozzle, a greyish spray shot out and fanned its particles around against Venusaur's grotesque bruise on her knee cap. "Sauuuur..." She groaned with a sharp edge to her tone as the medicinal alcohols in the spray gave her pain for a brief second before she released a heavy, earthy scented breath.

She had relaxed now.

A voice clearing itself reverberated on the metal walls. "Hey, if you want," my head snapped around to see Blue focusing on me. His smoldering igniting to a spark. "I'll let you use my personal healing machine. I don't usually let challengers use that but your spe---"

"Yeah, yeah. No," I said, continuing to heal my team, switching them out one by one. "I know you are just testing if I will cheat. Because healing my pokemon with a pokemon center machine is against the rules. I have to rely on my own supplies for this challenge. Believe it or not, my brain does function," I finished, stroking the final pokemon I had sent out. The auburn fur of Vulpix was silky smooth, the colors shining in the light as her onyx eyes blinked and glittered at me with joy.

"Vulll?" she inquired excitably.

I laughed and cuffed her one ear with my hand, "I'm taking a wild guess that you want to battle first?"