Term One Eliza

"Oh for sure." Amelia replies
"We have like four hours until it occurs. Whats that over there." Amelia motions to a board with couple students around it.
Approaching the board you can see that it contains request from various other students. Trades are open, request for ingredients from some professors, and others are item drops.
"Could be a good way to get some good stuff, dontcha think Eliza?" Amelia asks accepting a request to pick up some underwater herbs.

Eliza stops at something she knew she could do. It reads;
"Help wanted, looking for someone to teach me basic ice skating. I'm in the coordinator program and would like to incorporate it in my acts coming up this school year." -Chloe Duncan.

The reply comes back after several moments. 

    "Sounds awesome. Lets meet up after this weekends festivities."

Amelia chuckles at Eliza and says she's gonna head off towards some more shops before heading back. 


    "Catch you later at the dorm Eliza." With that she runs off into the crowd. 

Cole gives a friendly smile and shrugs as the other girl runs off. What to do now comes to mind. 

Cole looks to the bags and then back to you. 

    "Heading back is probably best, I still haven't even met my roomie yet." He laughs a little and walks you back to the dorm. 

    "I'll look for you tonight, save me a seat." With that he scans into his own room with a wave goodbye.

As you head back to the stairs towards your own room you feel a wave come over you. Flashing images fill you brain. It was happening again. 

    A man dressed entirely in black minus the gold trims of his sleeves takes the stage. Sending out a roaring Pokemon he quickly decimates a brutish four armed Pokemon. Both faces blurred, but the heat of the battle can be felt throughout your entire body.

Eliza awakens to the sound of rustling beneath her bed. Peering over she sees Pepper rolling on the floor with a bag of the chips bought prior. You watch for a few moments as he leans in to eat the chips, which upon further inspection appear to have been horned open. As if feeling your gaze he looks over with crumbs falling out of his mouth.

    "Se...el" The blubber baby says before nonchalantly sweeping the bag underneath his fin. 

 

Looking around the room Eliza doesn't see Amelia. Checking her unread messages however she had two. 
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Pepper happily chomps on the snacks before waddling over to the dresser and digging around for what appears to be nothing. Some chatter of a nearby crowd can be heard outside the window, upon inspection it appears to be a bunch of other first years heading towards the main arena.

    Eliza takes in the general fauna of the campus on her walk over. The cool breeze dances across her skin, reminding her of home. The beautiful trees glisten as the sun pokes through the various patches of leaves. Eliza pulls out her camera to take in the beauty just as a plopping sensation incurs upon her head. Rubbing it she feels rather odd berry. It is pink with smaller berries making a whole one. 

Snapping a few quick photos Eliza makes it to the event just as the crowd is arriving. Not catching a glimpse of Amelia you look down to check your phone, just as you brandish it from your pocket it lights up a big text.

    Reply

  Sitting down to examine the berry from earlier you easily remember that its a Razz Berry. Amelia shakes your hands from excitement as the event starts to begin.


  The anticipated patrons of the stands shuffle to their seats as a band lights up the stage. The thrumming of hard guitar and double bass drum kits can be heard for miles. A man dressed in black and white walks towards the center of the stage, as a microphone dances down from the ceiling.


    “Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for a clash of two titans? These two superstar’s names can be heard ringing from every mouth in the Pokémon world. Coming in first is our school’s challenger Vanessa Lynn owner and champion of the Dewford Gym.”


    Spotlights strike an archway as a figure begins to ascend into the stage. Coming into light her vibrant red hair reflects off the incoming lights. Her tight black pants and jacket reveal a tight physique that appears hardened from years of dedication to the art of combat. Her expression resembles that of a tiger awaiting its prey. The woman breaks into a jog before hurdling into the air with a succession of front handsprings and somersaults directly into the stage. She makes a few laps around the stage throwing her arms up. With each swing, the crowd roars louder. The ref makes a calming motion and motions towards the other entrance.
Vanessa

    “Making his way to the ring now is the man who hardly needs an introduction here at Ragnarok. The man who has triumphed above all here at this establishment. The powerful, the indiscernible champion of us all…ZANE NOBLE.”
 Zane

    The music slows to a soft whimsical melody as a man clad in dark begins to stride into the spotlight. His jet-black hair barely reaching his ears, a crooked smile set upon his face as he looks up to the audience. Crossing his left leg over his right he takes a bow and opens his arms to the now jeering crowd. Making his final steps onto the stage he sheds his dark coat and his physique is clearer to make out. His proportionate physique is offset by his rather large bi and triceps. The ref comes forward once the two settle across from each other. The air is electric as the two reaches for their companions on their belts.


    “Alright ladies and gentlemen the stage is set but let’s not forget this isn’t just a singleton, but a three versus three bout. What? You thought I was done there, did I mention it was in a steel cage? This is Vanessa Lynn after all folks.”


    Barely skipping a beat, a large rectangular cage drops around the fighters. A ding is heard as the two jump back and unleash the monsters inside. From Zane’s corner, a sword and shield appear floating next to him at the ready. While Vanessa sends out a large blue toad with protruding claws on each forehand. The two instantly clash, but as they lock in combat as do their fearless trainers. Vanessa rushes in quick and unleashes a flurry of blows. Zane is quicker than one would think being able to aptly dodge most the attacks while being able to counter them punch for punch it would seem. On the Pokémon end the blade glows bright and creates an illusory larger blade striking down on the toad, only to be caught in the clutches of the beast and quickly sucker punched into the blades hilt. The sword floats backwards awkwardly but is able to retaliate with an onslaught of slashes aimed at various parts of the body. Blood begins to spew from the opponent as the cuts appear deep. Falling to a knee the toad bows down, as the blade moves forward to deliver the coup de grace a smirk can be seen if only for a second. With a flying uppercut, the once downtrodden victim knocks out the blade.

    Turning to check on his fallen comrade Zane receives a direct kick to the ribs from Vanessa. Wheeling around he quickly returns and dispatches his next Pokémon. This time revealing what appears to a large flaming moth. The creature waste no time setting the stage ablaze. The amphibians skin dries quickly and passes out from the fiery intensity. Vanessa tumbles over and recovers her Pokémon and empties out her next gladiator. This time an aqua jackal takes the field, with a brilliant array of colors he summons an orb and fires it at the moth.

This goes on for some time, the fire and the fox dancing in the heat of battle, as Vanessa and Zane trade blows. Low kicks, volleys of punches, and the like. The sound of bone hitting bone echoes through the crowd, barely audible over the massive cheering. With a final shot the fox summons a massive bone club from thin air and charges the wall of flame. Splitting himself into three with pure speed he rushes in, landing a successful final blow to the moth. Zane attempts a flip kick towards the jaw of Vanessa but is quickly met with a chop to his shin. Limping off from the force he calls back his moth and chucks his final ball at the heavy breathing fox. A fresh rival appears, this time in the shape of a dragon. With a mighty roar, the blue and red dragon grapples the fox. His final gambit clearly taking its toll, he collapses after a few minutes of combat.

    Spitting some blood to the side, Vanessa smiles once more and without skipping a beat sends out her ace. The four-armed titan comes out swinging. Zane for some unknown reason begins to laugh. Running his hand through his hair he reveals a wicked grin. Disengaging from the bout he jumps behind his dragon and with a final command a rush of draconian aura fills the stage. A rush of wind gusts through the crowd, however as the dust settles the image is clear. Vanessa is laying beneath an unconscious monster struggling to get free as Zane rides atop his dragon.


    “And there you have it folks, I barely have sound in my ear, and I think my leg is broke but the winner here has been decided. Let’s see if the champ has any words on this tremendous victory.”

Zane lands his dragon on the center stage and hops off to take the microphone.


    “Thank you, ref, but the outcome was obvious the moment you made me enter this fight. I’m the best here, there, anywhere. I’m the next champion, I simply can’t lose to someone who runs a gym.” With his final word, he drops the mic and walks off, picking up his jacket the last thing you see is the gold flash from his cuffs as he throws his hand back nonchalantly.