Battle #5: Revenge
Player Name: Adam(yeah, again...) [5-0]
LANCE: Welcome to the Pokemon League!
AGATHA: Congrats!
Well, I never would have made it here without the help of a very special person in my life...the driver of that Hummer in Battle #4.
PIKACHU: Pika?
No, you were no help. So, Lance, what's the prize for getting into this league? Kitchen set?
LANCE: Even better! Behind that door is the most powerful Pokemon ever, Mewtwo!
BRUNO: We captured him with a big stuffed Mewtwo doll in a dress. It was my idea!
That's very creepy. A Mewtwo in heat, yuck.
LORELEI: You're telling me! It got really friendly with my leg on the ride back.
On secong thought, maybe having this Mewtwo isn't such a good idea.
LANCE: No, it'll be fine. We had him spayed.
Can we change the topic before I loose my lunch, please?
LANCE: Hey, you're the boss.
BRUNO: I thought you were the boss, Lance.
LANCE: Shut up, Bruno!
Look, I'd love to stay here and chat, but...oh, who am I kidding? I want to get as far away from you four as possible. Goodbye!
ADAM and PIKACHU stepped through the DOOR!
It sure is dark in here. I can't see a thing.
ADAM used REALIZE!
ADAM REALIZED he is scared of the dark!
Pikachu, go scout ahead and find this Mewtwo charecter.
PIKACHU is reluctant!
I don't care if the room reeks of supernatural evil, just get in there and find that Mewtwo!
PIKACHU scampered away!
Heh! That scamp!
PIKACHU fainted!
Oh no.
ADAM used PANIC!
Don'tbesillyIneverpanicIjustneedsometimetothinkgottathinkcan'tthinkinthisdarkplace...
????: So it's light you want, eh? Allow me to accomadate you!
Who---who's there?
What? DARK is evolving!
DARK evolved into LIGHT!
PROF. OAK appeared!
You?? What are you doing here?
OAK: I told you I would have revenge, Adam.
Ha! I defeated you once with ease, and I \
was just an inexperienced trainer then. Now I'm the Greatest Pokemon Trainer---
OAK: Don't give me that, Adam. You and I both know you have only gained your title by incredible luck.
Sure, but luck is all I'll ever have.
OAK: Oh? What happened to your overly-cute Pokemon, Pikachu?
Him? He's worthless. One level 4 Pokemon can't help anyone.
OAK: Level 4?!? You mean it actually got worse? In 50 years of Pokemon research, I've never seen a Pokemon decrease in skill.
I've had it with you, Professor. This is going to end, right here, right now!
OAK: Excellent!
PROF. OAK wants to fight!
Time to chop some Oak. Go, me!
Go! ADAM!
OAK sent out MEWTWO!
Oh, no fair! Can I get a handicap?
MEWTWO used CONFUSE!
I won't fall for this! I feel perfectly fine, I'm thinking clear, and...suddenly I feel...I don't know how I feel...
ADAM is confused!
It hurt itself in it's confusion!
Hey, that's not fair! At least, I don't think it is...but, come to think of it, maybe it is...
OAK: Still confused, huh? Humiliate him some more, Mewtwo!
MEWTWO used CRUSH!
Aaah! This is gonna hurt...
ADAM has a CRUSH on PROF. OAK!
Now that's disgusting...I mean, Oak, did I ever tell you how attractive you are?
OAK: Get away from my leg! Mewtwo, this isn't funny!
What do you think of dinner at my place, Oak? Some white wine, I could make my famous Filet de Magikarp...y'know, you've got lovely shins.
MEWTWO: Aaah, how easily I manipulate the humans.
OAK: Mewtwo, I order you to stop!
OAK's brain STOPPED working!
TO BE CONTINUED ON THE NEXT PAGE!!!!