"You have something I want, Byron."
The voice echoed throughout the building. Across the various floors of the Gym, each and every Trainer had paused in their training routines, intent on watching the upcoming battle. The teenage girl standing opposite their leader seemed unassuming, perhaps even weak. But they knew different. They had been swept aside, the girl intent on one thing and one thing alone. The Mine Badge.
"Ah, I've been looking forward to this day. I've heard many tales of you, from my son, Roark. I do believe you've met?"
"We did, once," said the girl, hand clutching at the single Poké Ball attached to her belt. She wasn't here for conversation, but the Leader seemed to be in no hurry.
"When he first mentioned you, at first I thought he was joking. Roark, my son, the supposed master of Rock-type Pokémon, losing to a Kricketune? Ridiculous, I told him. Surely but one attack from his Cranidos and the match would be over?"
"It was a tough fight. But I knew Fiddle had it in him."
"Ah, excuse me... Fiddle?"
The girl started, clearly having forgotten that Byron would not be aware of her chosen pet names for her Pokémon. A slight tinge arose in her cheeks before quickly fading as she regained her composure.
"My Kricketune. His name is Fiddle."
"I see," said Byron, sweeping his hair from his face. "Will Fiddle be fighting my team today, then? I see you are only carrying one Poké Ball with you."
"Nope. Today I have with me a new friend. A little on the quiet side, but I think we've already grown close enough to trust him with this."
"Hmph. Trainer, you m-"
"Sophie," she interrupted, cutting across the Leader harshly enough to cause a stir among the onlooking Trainers. "My name is Sophie."
"I see. Sophie, you may have defeated my son with one Pokémon, but know this - he is still very inexperienced. However unlikely it may have been, I am not terribly surprised he allowed for his loss to happen. His will is strong, but his strategy is weak. Both are important qualities for a Gym Leader to possess."
Sophie had had enough. She pulled the Poké Ball from her belt, clicking the button to expand it to its full size.
"Impatient, I see," muttered Byron. "Very well. If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you've got, no matter how cocky you may be. As the Gym Leader of Canalave City, I accept your challenge!"
He pulled a Poké Ball from a tool belt, hurling it into the centre of the platform. A strange, metallic creature arose from the core - Magneton. It crackled with electricity, arcs sparking between the poles of each magnet.
"Bring it on, Sophie," he sneered. All eyes were on the girl. What Pokémon had she enlisted for her challenge?
"Go, Confused!"
A burst of light forced everybody to shield their eyes. When it faded, the light had been replaced with a Lucario, hunkering down on all fours.
"Type advantage, I know," admitted Sophie. "But this Lucario is a little different. Very quiet, very reserved. And he's still going to destroy your team. How'd you like that, Byron?"
The last sentence was louder than the others, once more echoing off the walls. It had the desired effect; a flash of anger spread across Byron's face.
"We'll see about that, won't we? Magneton, Thunderbolt!"
"Dodge it, Confused!"
Before Byron or Magneton had time to react, the Lucario had darted aside, moving so fast an illusory copy hung in the air for the shortest of moments before the burst of electricty shattered it into a thousand pieces.
"No..."
"As I said, he's a little different. But still highly effective. Don't you agr-"
"Magneton, Metal Sound!"
Before Sophie could complete her sentence, an ear-splitting screech swallowed the entire area, forcing her hands to her head. Lucario, or "Confused" as Sophie had named him, was clearly in pain, but retaliated by darting towards the Magneton, swirling around in what could almost be described as a dance. Next thing Byron knew, Magneton had been struck by twin paws, piercing its metallic exterior as if it had been made of rice paper.
"Magneton, return..."
The disappointment in Byron's voice was unmistakable. He had anticipated an easy fight. Instead his Magneton had been reduced to scrap metal before he could even blink. No matter. Gym Leaders weren't beaten after a single mishap, no way. That Lucario might be able to dodge a directed attack, but what if the attack couldn't be dodged?
"Steelix, come on out!"
The thrown ball was sent spinning away by the fearsome mass that emerged. All around the room, Trainers cheered for Byron, urging him on. They all knew first-hand the power that Steelix wielded, especially when on the narrow platform four floors above the ground. The girl had had one lucky escape; it would not happen again.
"Your Lucario won't be dodging this, I'm afraid," breathed Byron. "Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Steelix, show that Lucario who's the real Steel around here!"
The iron snake powered its tail into the ground, sending out shockwaves that shook the entire building in its foundations. Byron held onto a small railing, looking on expectantly, but Lucario had been ready. The small Pokémon rose from its crouching position, dashing into the air. Behind it lay more of the illusory copies that Byron had seen before. Just what was going on...?
The tremors came to a stop, but still Lucario kept moving. It was just possible to make out a small blur encircling the Steelix's body, barely identifiable among the duplicates. Eventually it stopped, leaving just enough time to deliver a powerful strike to the back of Steelix's head. The Pokémon bucked with pain, attempting to throw Lucario off, but it leapt gracefully off, landing with a roll neatly on Sophie's end of the platform. It seemed unhurt. Barely even out of breath.
The Steelix hauled itself back up, clearly made of sterner stuff than the Magneton had been. It was weak though, and wouldn't be up to taking another attack.
The girl ordered another assault as Steelix slammed down its tail once more. This time, however, the Lucario was caught off guard and stumbled, falling down before reaching its target. The sickening crunch of bone was audible even above the rattle of the platform.
"Ha!" roared Byron, cupping his hands around his mouth to make himself heard. "Just like I said! Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide! Steelix, finish it!"
The Steelix darted forward, seemingly about to crush the Lucario underneath its sheer weight. Its body crashed into the ground, but Lucario wasn't there. In its place was an empty glass bottle, which promptly shattered and embedded itself in Steelix's body.
Perched upon the Steelix's head was Lucario, wiping an errant fleck of milk from its lips. It nodded to Sophie, awaiting her command.
"Didn't you know, Byron?" asked Sophie. "Milk is good for you. Keeps your bones nice and strong. Confused, Rock Smash, now!"
The Lucario nodded once more and powered its fists into Steelix's head, driving a crack that spread down to its neck. Unconsciousness was immediate. Steelix fell to the ground without resistance, Byron quickly calling it back to its ball.
After the chaos of the Earthquakes, the Gym lay deathly silent. The cheering Trainers had stopped. The defeat of Steelix was not the end, not even close, but even now people were starting to mutter. Was this girl and her Lucario truly stronger than their Gym Leader's entire team?
"I have one Pokémon left," said Byron in a flat voice. "You have one Pokémon left. We are evenly matched. I wish you luck, Sophie. You shall be needing it. Bastiodon, you're up!"
The Pokémon that emerged looked oddly familiar, Sophie thought. From a bygone age, just like Oldie, her Rampardos. It looked tough, but already Confused was eying it up, searching for weak spots. The Bastiodon was searching around itself, trying to identify the true Lucario from the ghostly copies still hanging in the air.
"Confused, go for another Rock Smash!"
Lucario didn't need to be told twice. One of the copies dashed forward, materialising just in time to deliver a powerful blow to the Bastiodon's head. The force was sufficient to blow the Pokémon back, feet struggling to find purchase on the metal platform, almost crashing into Byron himself. Already it was badly hurt, and the Berry that Byron gave it only helped so much.
"We can do it, Bastiodon! We know where it is, hit it with your Stone Edge!"
Pieces of rock dislodged themselves from the Bastiodon's back, shooting out towards Lucario, but it had gone. Disappeared back into the fray, impossible to pick out. The sheer speed of Byron's opponent had been overwhelming. The look on his eye suggested he had already given up.
"You can win this, Byron!" called a Trainer from the floor below. Sophie looked down to the source of the voice. She recognised the man; he had used a powerful Scizor as his sole Pokémon. It had been the only other Pokémon in the Gym that Confused had had any trouble with, although he had eventually pulled through using the same blitz of speed he was demonstrating now. Interesting how the toughest matches were always from those with a single Pokémon by their side.
Byron shook his head, giving one last order to his Bastiodon. The command for an Iron Defence. Going on the defensive wasn't his style at all, but it was the only chance he had of surviving the onslaught. Bastiodon braced itself, preparing for the blow.
Lucario dashed forward without even waiting for the command; it had seen an opening. Bastiodon was focusing on defending its front, using its shielded skull to deflect attacks. The back was wide open. The copy hanging behind shot forward, sending the Bastiodon toppling down, no longer able to support its own weight. Lucario had won.
"Bastiodon, return."
Byron seemed calm. Composed. A strange contrast to his demeanour a minute previously.
"Congratulations, Sophie," he said, nodding his head to the girl. "I see now why my son had his difficulties with you. I dare say he will be amused by today's events."
Sophie said nothing, instead kneeling beside her Lucario. The illusory copies had vanished, leaving behind a single blue jackal. It was panting heavily, but otherwise seemed completely healthy.
"You did amazing, Confused," said Sophie, giving the Pokémon a hug. The Lucario didn't seem to know how to respond, eventually settling with resting its arms on Sophie's shoulders.
"Now," said Byron. "You have defeated me, a Gym Leader, in an official Pokémon battle. I must therefore confer upon you the Mine Badge. Your sixth badge, if I'm not mistaken?"
"That's right," Sophie nodded, still kneeling by her Pokémon.
"Well then, I imagine your next destination will be Snowpoint City. It's a long trek, but I have no doubt in my mind that you will cope. With that Mine Badge, you'll be allowed entry. Good luck, Sophie. I hope one day we may battle again. Both of us, with our full strength."
"I'd like that."
The girl turned and stepped onto the elevator, Lucario following closely behind. The battle had been tough, but Lucario had ultimately prevailed. Who only knew what challenges awaited it and the rest of the team next on the road to Snowpoint City...