!“You did it, bro!” I pulled Yuji into a tight hug as he approached the stands from the locker room. He was still dressed in his gi, though he’d put on a loose t-shirt underneath his top and left it untied. “Despereaux did such an awesome friggin’ job!”

“Thank you, my friend.” Yuji gave me a soft smile. “I admit, I myself was unsure he’d be able to recover from being fully frozen. For all my bluster, you’ve never actually managed that feat against us.”

Hana nudged his shoulder. “The two of you always had it, Yuji. Take this as what it is: a win.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it and smiled instead. “I suppose that this is what we’ve been working so hard for,” he admitted. “I wish you both the same victories in your own matches.”

Hana and I locked eyes and the corners of her mouth slid up in a sly smirk. In unison, we nodded. She was up before me, after all.

“Thanks, man,” I patted him on the shoulder. “You made Lily look easy, though. Hana’s the one who’s going to need all the support.”

“Well,” Hana shrugged self-confidently, “I don’t know that I’ll need it. I think I have Daisy’s strategies figured out.” She glanced up at the battlefield where they were preparing it for the next match. “Speaking of, I need to head to the locker room to get ready. Cheer Amy on for me, okay?”

“It will be done.”

“We got this.”

Hana gathered her things and made for the exit. As she was leaving, I couldn’t help but notice her glancing over a spreadsheet on her phone. The corners of my mouth twitched. She was still studying up to the last moment.

Yuji and I settled into our seats. He pulled Despereaux’s Pokeball from his pocket and released his partner. Even though he’d been beaten to hell after the fight, he looked remarkably better. Most of his welts had faded or even disappeared, and the cut on his shoulder was closed. Despereaux crawled into Yuji’s lap and watched the battlefield intently.

Yuji noticed when I sent him a questioning glance. “He wanted to watch Amy’s match,” he explained. “It might seem like a gap in my budget, but he has more than earned the potions.”

I shook my head with a smile. “You guys are wild, but that makes sense to me. He’s a hell of a fighter, and he deserves to watch his friends fight.”

Though he didn’t look away from the pool, Despereaux inclined his head toward me. Yuji smiled at him. The two of them were the perfect model of trainer and Pokemon partner, and they’d worked really hard for their victory today.

I had an intrusive thought that I almost spoke aloud, but I kept it to myself.

As much as didn’t want to split up with my friends, and as much as I knew that Yuji could accomplish even more without forcing himself to go to Saffron, it felt wrong to suggest that he didn’t have to go. Instead, I beckoned Wisp out of my shadow and bumped Yuji’s shoulder as the lights began to dim. The four of us all waited in suspense for Amy’s battle to begin.

“Hello, hello, hello!” A different feminine voice from the previous one spoke over the loudspeaker. “Our fourth battle for the day is now beginning! Joining us at the challenger’s podium is one Amy Turaunt! They are challenging for their second badge!”

Yuji and I both cheered as loudly as we could when Amy’s silhouette emerged from the challenger’s doors. Amy’s stride wasn’t nearly as confident as Yuji’s, but there was something there that I hadn’t seen out of them at either of their previous gym battles. Amy was smiling. It was a little forced and it wavered when the crowd cheered for them, but Amy managed to keep a fierce grin for their entire walk up to the trainer’s box. They flipped the edge of their sock hat to the side and waved to me and Yuji. We cheered even louder.

“And back for her second battle today, representing the Cerulean Gym, is the most glamourous of the Sensational Sisters: Violet Williams!”

A lavender blue spotlight shined on the challenger’s podium and the next of Cerulean’s gym leaders appeared. She was about the same height and stature as Lily, if not a little shorter, and her blue hair cascaded around her in waves. She was wearing a matching swimming gown, though hers was a brilliant sea green.

Like with Lily, Violet’s fans made themselves known. Signs and posters with her face and name on them were thrust into the air. Audience members shouted her name and clapped so hard that their hands must have been numb.

“Welcome, challenger!” Violet’s grin was sweet, but it was a little too vicious to be in the same cutesy league as Lily. “I hope you’re ready for a fight!”

Amy said nothing, but they vigorously nodded in excitement. They withdrew a Pokeball from their belt. Violet inclined her head back at Amy and was handed a Dive Ball. The two of them released their Pokemon. Pennywise appeared on Amy’s side of the battlefield, and a Pokemon that was barely taller than him appeared on Violet’s field. Her Psyduck was a stout duck-like Pokemon that brandished tiny claws on the ends of its webbed hands.

While the few Psyduck I’d seen around the gym had been pretty docile and harmless, this one had an eager glint in his eye that made me shift uncomfortably. He was more than ready for battle.

The referee gave the rules speech and held his hand high over his head. He brought it down in a fluid motion and shouted a singular word.

“Begin!”

“Get close, Psyduck!”

“Cut them off, use Barrier!”

I cocked an eyebrow at Amy’s verbal order. They’d taken to speaking to their Pokemon through their pseudo-telepathy, not words. This was different.

Psyduck sprinted forward and dove headfirst into the water. He didn’t make a splash as the water flowed around him like… well, like water off a duck’s back. His hydrophobic feathers let him cut through the water with ease, and he was almost halfway across before Pennywise raised his hands in concentration and a familiar series of pink Barriers materialized across the battlefield.

Pennywises’ Barriers rose only inches out of the water, the same way they had when he’d helped Artis train in the river. They extended all the way to the pool bottom and split the battlefield in half. Pennywise moved his hands in another quick movement and a horizontal sheet of Barriers appeared over the water’s surface like a lid.

Psyduck’s charge didn’t slow as he approached the barrier. Instead, his claws glittered with light and he pushed his momentum into a vicious strike. It bounced off the Barrier, but he followed it up with a second, and then a third. The Barrier would flash each time, but from the way Violet carefully inspected it, it was clear she knew that this wasn’t the correct approach.

“Those Barriers aren’t soundproof!” Violet held up hands in a cutesy air-guitar pose, though her smirk was downright malicious. “Hit him with a glam-rock Screech, Psyduck!”

Psyduck reared his head back. “Psyyyyyy!” The sound that ripped from his throat was closer to audio feedback than a rock n’ roll shout. It tore through the water and the air, and nearly every person in the audience covered their ears.

Pennywise faltered, his teeth clenching as the vibration shook him on an internal level. Screech was known for stripping away a Pokemon’s ability to physically defend themselves, and it still seemed to work on the little mime. He broke out in a cold sweat and his arms trembled at the elbows. His Barriers momentarily disappeared.

Amy’s eyebrows scrunched and by their stance, I knew that they were giving Pennywise a mental order. He moved in kind, bringing his hands together. The Barriers reappeared in the water and began to move closer together, shifting hundreds of liters of water around them to box Psyduck in. The sudden displacement of water caused turbulent currents that pushed and pulled against Psyduck, forcing the Pokemon to end his attack under the assault.

“Break through! Zen Headbutt!”

“Calm Mind and keep concentration, Pennywise!”

Violet’s order stoked Psyduck into action. The duck flipped in the water and punched off of the bottom of the pool, blasting itself to the surface. His eyes glowed a dim blue and the outline of a pink dome flickered into existence around his head.

Psyduck slammed into the Barrier at full speed. The impact caused a brilliant crackle of pink light as the two psychic forces collided. Psyduck’s momentum struggled against Pennywise’s shields and, for just a moment, the two were at a violent equilibrium.

“Disable!”

Psyduck’s helmet dropped just in time for his eyes to flash white, and Pennywise’s Barrier disappeared. His remaining momentum and quick kicks carried him out of the water and into Pennywise’s melee. I cringed as Psyduck grasped Pennywise’s shoulders and pulled his head back. His psychic helmet reappeared.

The duck’s head swung forward and brutally bounced off of a white hexagonal panel of light that had sprung up in front of Pennywise’s face. Psyduck’s head whipped backward from the hit, sending him sprawling to the ground.

My jaw dropped. All eyes were on Amy and Pennywise. They both wore the same mischievous smirk and, in sync, they swiped their noses with cocky confidence.

“Derek,” Yuji’s voice was breathless. “Did Amy tell you they’d figured out Protect?”

I shook my head, not taking my eyes off the field. “Nope…”

“Me neither.”

Psyduck rolled back to his feet, uninjured but just as surprised as the audience had been. Violet, to her credit, still wore her performer’s smile. If she’d been thrown off seeing Protect in a second-badge match, she didn’t show it.

“Their Barrier is still gone,” Violet said fiercely. “Aqua Tail!”

Psyduck leapt forward and swiped his rear forward, his tiny tail glowing blue as water enshrouded it. Pennywise wobbled on his feet, clumsily dancing to the side and underneath Psyduck’s swing. The attack just barely missed him, scattering a trail of water behind him. Psyduck didn’t let up, bringing his claws around for another series of swipes.

“Confusion!” Amy yelled. “Push them back!”

Pennywise’s eyes flashed pink, but he didn’t get the chance to concentrate. Psyduck’s claws batted him across the temple, sending him sprawling back to the edge of the platform. The mime wasn’t used to being physically pushed like this, and without his Barriers, he was very vulnerable.

Psyduck dove at Pennywise with his claws held high over his head. The mime pushed himself to the side and rolled away. Psyduck’s claws gouged the foam where Pennywise had been. He ripped them out of the platform and swung at Pennywise again, but they bounced off of another flash of white from Pennywise’s Protect. The mime used that time to get to his feet and sprint away from Psyduck. He didn’t get far before he had to roll away from another Fury Swipe. There was only so much room on the platform and Pennywise would not do well in the water with Psyduck, so this was his only option. With Protect being a powerful but inconsistent technique, since it was hard to pull off twice in a row, Pennywise couldn’t get the breathing room that he normally got from Barrier-

I suddenly understood what Amy was doing. Disable had taken away Barrier, which was obviously necessary to Pennywise’s fighting style, so Amy was doing everything they could to stall out the ability. Even the best Pokemon could only keep Disable up for a few minutes at this level, so it would only be a matter of time.

Amy’s mouth twitched.

“Barrier!”

Pennywise flared his hands forward and a bright pink shield burst into existence between the two Pokemon. Psyduck’s claws caught on the translucent pink wall and barely scraped through to deliver a hairline scratch to Pennywise’s chest. The tiny mime was out of breath and there was a welt on his temple, but he’d held out. The only problem was that it could be taken away again.

“Psyduck, Disable!”

“Into the water, then Calm Mind again!”

Psyduck’s eyes flashed white, but the Barrier did not disappear. Instead, there was a splash as Pennywise dove backward into the pool and underneath the platform, effectively removing Psyduck’s line of sight on him. The water type’s face contorted in an angry expression and it turned to dive off of the other side, but a second set of Barriers emerged around the edges of the pool. Psyduck was effectively boxed in.

Violet’s eyes narrowed, but she nodded her head. “Whoa, that’s, like, a pretty glam move, but, uh, how are you planning on beating us if you’re hiding the whole time? It’s not like your Pokemon can breathe down there.”

For the first time that battle, Amy’s smile lost its forced nature. They grinned from ear to ear.

“Because,” they said excitedly. “Pennywise isn’t going to be the one to kick your butt! Now, Baton Pass!”

Violet’s expression was a mirror of both mine and Yuji’s as the area underneath the floating platform glowed white. Pennywise’s Pokeball opened and a beam of red light returned him without Amy ever touching the button, and the ball in their hand burst open. A floating bronze-green disk materialized in the air above the battlefield as Gong joined the frey. The Barriers that had been trapping Psyduck didn’t disappear as they normally would when Pennywise left the field, instead, they drifted through the air to Gong, encircling them like vigilant sentries.

“Legends,” I breathed out. “Where are all these ass-pull moves coming from?”

Yuji shook his head. “No, this one they had. They’ve just never had a team to use it on before. What was the count on the moves used?”

“Two Barriers, and I think there have been two Calm Minds?” I shook my head at the implications.

Baton Pass was a very unique move that allowed the user to swap out of battle and transfer all their buffs to one of their teammates. It was no wonder that Amy had wanted to wait as long as possible before swapping Gong in. The steel type was coming into this battle with a series of advantages that it never normally would have had, and Pennywise was getting a second to catch his breath if he was needed.

Violet’s Psyduck frowned at the loss of its opponent and stared at Gong’s floating form with an adamant glare. Gong simply vibrated in response.

“Alright, Psyduck,” Violet called. “Water Pulse!”

Psyduck reared his head back and used his bill as a spout to stray a high-pressure beam of water at Gong. It zipped past the two Barriers and struck the steel type square in the center of their disk. It resonated like rain on a tin roof, but Gong didn’t seem particularly bothered. They spun in place and their eyes took on a blue sheen.

The air around Psyduck warped as the Confusion hit him. He cried out as his body was wrenched in several different directions, twisting and moving in unnatural ways. He retaliated by launching another Water Pulse, but it might as well have been a squirt gun. Without a single word from Amy, Gong’s eyes glowed blue twice more, and Psyduck’s vicious control of this battle was reduced to a fainted pile of yellow feathers.

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The crowd was baffled by this sudden shift in power, but they were entertained. They roared in approval as Violet returned her Pokemon, and I could tell their emotions were starting to get to Amy. The tiny psychic grimaced and forced themself to concentrate

Violet was given another Dive Ball. She threw it forward and her Pokemon appeared. Politoed, a pretty rare evolution of Poliwhirl, was a bright green toad, as its name suggested, and it had a distinctive brilliant yellow swirl on its stomach in a similar pattern to the rest of its line.

Politoed clapped her hands twice and gave the crowd a bright smile. They cheered, though not nearly as hard as they had for Psyduck. Amy had won over this crowd, and it was going to be hard for Violet to get them back.

When the battle began again, Violet was the first to give an order.

“Glam time! Let’s start with some drums!”

“Hypnosis!”

Gong’s entire being began to vibrate an immensely deep note that I could feel deep in my gut, but it wasn’t active for a second before Politoed’s move drowned it out. The toad’s belly rippled as she struck herself in the core with the flats of her hands, over and over again in a rhythmic beating. Her muscles bulged and popped at an insane rate from the rhythm, strengthening more from the single use of Belly Drum than Despereaux after all of his Work Ups.

Amy’s confidence flickered. “Gong, Confusion again. Keep your distance!”

Violet shook her head. “Don’t let them! Bounce!”

Gong circled the platform, spinning like a gear through the air, and their eyes glowed blue once more. Where this differed from the last fight, though, is that there was no longer a Pokemon there when the air began to distort. Politoad’s muscular legs launched her into the sky, far higher than even Gong had levitated, and she completely avoided the attack.

“Confusion!”

Gong’s attack twisted and warped the air, but Politoed was still in motion. She arced through the Confusion and fell back toward the pool, but her target was more specific than that. Politoed outstretched her leg and brought her heel down hard against Gong’s top edge. The blow was mostly absorbed by the Barriers, but there was a small dent left in Gong’s silhouette as she pushed off of them. Politoed flipped backward, landing in the water.

“Follow them! Hypnosis!”

Gong dropped like a stone, letting gravity do the work for him. There was a monumental splash as he struck the water, but Violet used that time to let out an order.

“Do the same! Hypnosis!”

Amy’s eyes widened and they smiled through their pain. “Imprison!”

Hypnosis manifested slightly differently between the two Pokemon, but the base notes were the same. Gong’s low vibrations shook through the water as they resonated their entire body to the correct frequency, whereas Politoed’s throat rumbled a hypnotic series of tones that were far more melodic in nature. Sonic waves emanated across the water’s surface from the origins of the sound, creating chaotic ripples that spiked and peaked in odd places.

One source of the move vanished as Gong’s eyes flashed pink and Politoed went suddenly silent.

Politoed had lost the ability to use any moves that Gong also knew, and that meant that only Gong had been able to successfully use Hypnosis. Gong had Imprisoned the knowledge for the move within Politoed’s mind.

Amy cackled when Politoed’s sleeping form floated to the surface and Gong breached the air, completely unaffected. “I really never thought I’d get the chance to use that!”

Violet frowned. “I didn’t expect it, to be honest.” She looked from Gong to her own Pokemon and sighed. “It’s not very glam, but I withdraw Politoed from the match. She’s just going to get hurt, and you can obviously battle at this level just fine.”

My friend stopped mid-laugh. Their eyes widened like a Deerling in headlights as the gym leader made her declaration. They looked to the referee, who nodded his head and raised a checkered flag.

“Match, over!” The refereed called the battle. “Winner, Challenger Amy Turaunt!”

Yuji and I were just as stunned as the rest of the crowd, but we were the first to recover. We pushed to our feet, ignoring the complaints of the Pokemon on our laps, and roared in celebration. I don’t think either of us was actually capable of using words. We shouted at the top of our lungs, pumping our fists into the air.

Amy was the last person in the gym to understand what was happening. It took Gong floating back to them and happily vibrating against them for Amy to slowly blink. The tiny psychic looked at the gym leader, who had approached with her hand outstretched, and slowly took the blue teardrop-shaped badge from them.

When it became clear that the enby was too stunned to speak, Yuji and I quickly made our way to the battlefield and helped guide them away so that the gym trainers could prepare the field for Hana’s battle.

“You did it, bean!” I pulled Amy into the tightest hug. “And you were so confident! I’m so proud of you!”

Yuji was grinning even brighter than he had after his win. “You seemed barely phased by the emotions of the crowd, and you very obviously had a plan the entire time. You were the picture of a fantastic trainer out there.”

Amy slowly shook their head, still staring at the badge in their hand.

“Nuh-uh,” they said softly. “I was totally winging it out there.”

Yuji and I stopped in our tracks. I looked at him, and he mirrored my disbelief. He tilted his head like words were supposed to come out of his mouth, but none did. I tried to speak, but I also found myself at a loss for words. After a moment, we both lost it.

We started laughing.

Amy glanced up from their badge, initially confused at our reaction, but it wasn’t long before the shoulders began to rise and fall too. They reached their tiny arms around the both of us and pulled us into a hug. The three of us laughed at the absurdity of Amy’s win, but when the lights flashed to tell the audience that another battle was coming, I was forced to sober up.

“Alright guys, I have to go get ready.” I patted Amy on the head and gripped Yuji’s shoulder tight. “I’m so proud of both of you, though.”

“You’ll soon be among our ranks,” Yuji said softly. “Good luck, my friend.”

“Yeah,” Amy agreed. “We’re all going to celebrate after this. Hana’s going to kick Daisy’s butt, then you clean up with Lily.”

“That’s the plan.” I released my friends and headed toward the locker rooms. Wisp drifted back to my shoulder since she’d backed off to keep Amy comfortable.

Leaving Hall 01 for the locker rooms left the air oddly lonely. It was too quiet here, since they were rarely occupied by more than one person at a time. Hana was already gone, and a TV mounted to the wall showed me that she’d already been introduced by the announcer. She was wearing the same ivy-green dress that she’d worn at Pewter Gym, and she had the scarf that I’d gifted her months ago draped around her neck.

I stood at the TV and watched for a minute. I just needed to change and give my Pokemon a pep talk, so I had a little bit of time to spare for the start of the battle.

Even though I’d seen plenty of battles online from the Cerulean Gym, it was still weird to hear the announcer call out the name Daisy, and for that person to be a green-eyed blonde woman who wasn’t my girlfriend. I was a little relieved that Hana had gotten her, even though I’d wanted the most challenging battle possible. It would’ve been weird.

Both trainers tossed out their Pokemon and if I’d had water in my mouth I would’ve done a spit take.

“That jerk!” I said out loud. “She didn’t tell us that Rafflesia had evolved!”

Her Pokemon appeared and was several inches taller than I remembered her being. The bulb on her back had sprouted several wide leaves and turned a bright red-pink color. Rafflesia the Ivysaur grinned happily at Daisy’s Marill.

“Rafflesia, light it up!” Hana’s voice echoed from the TV as the battle began. There was a bright flash of light that the cameras had trouble adjusting to. When they adjusted the exposure, I could see a familiar ball of fire in the air over the pool. The Sunny Day radiated flickering light that was just like the real sun.

I was gobsmacked.

Not only had Hana not told us about an evolution on her team, but she’d also figured out a potent technique that would set the strategy for her entire team.

Hana was an incredibly talented person and an even more cunning trainer.

I found myself grinning as Rafflesia dashed forward on her platform, her speed heavily increased by her Chlorophyll ability in the Sunny Day’s presence. It was a cool reveal. I could forgive Hana just this once.

It was only when Wisp nudged my side that I remembered that I was supposed to actually use this time for something. I quickly tugged off my athleticwear and started getting changed into my battle outfit. I slipped into the beige pants and white dress shirt, then I carefully slid into the blue blazer so that I wouldn’t crease it. Last to go on were the accessories: my amethyst necklace slipped over my head and Daisy’s green handkerchief around my wrist.

Wisp floated toward me, nuzzling against the silver chain of my necklace. “Drea drea,” she said happily.

I smiled. “Yeah, I like it too. I like having something to represent you guys in my outfit. In fact, I should probably get something for Cleffa too, for when they hatch.”

I’d left the egg with Nurse Joy today, so it was just me and my two battlers. I released Artis from his ball, and he barked. A big grin stretched over his chubby face.

“Yeah, buddy, it’s time.” I leaned down and scratched him under the whiskers. “We’re almost up to battle.”

Wisp and Artis exchanged a look. Both of their eyes narrowed in excitement, and they nodded to each other.

“We’ve worked really hard for this,” I sighed. “And today is the day it all comes to a head. We’ve completely overhauled our strategy and we’ve figured out some really challenging moves. We are going to win this.”

Artis lifted his head and stretched his neck, and a sound came out of him that I didn’t know that he could make. He howled. My eyes opened wide. The sound was actually pretty inspiring.

I turned to Wisp. She grinned a toothy grin and she lifted her head in response. She did her own best attempt at a howl.

“You guys are the best,” I laughed. I patted them both on the head before I returned them to their Pokeballs. As much as I would’ve liked to make an entrance with Wisp coming from my shadow, I had promised multiple people that I’d keep this gym battle as low-profile as possible.

I sat down to watch the rest of Hana’s battle, but the Nav buzzed.

I frowned, glancing over at it. My parents had already called me this morning, and Professor Oak had sent his best wishes. Unless Daisy had suddenly gotten a signal in the Johtan wilderness, I didn’t know who this was going to be.

When I checked the notification, though I felt a small smile crack my face. It was two texts from Misty. One was a message, and the other was a link.

[[10:23, Misty]] Hey! Good luck with your gym battle, I hope you’re ready for a fight!

I’d forgotten to tell her that I was challenging today, but I figured that she must’ve heard from social media. I clicked the link that she sent.

“What the hell?” Confusion bloomed on my face as I looked at the video feed. “Did she accidentally send me a link to my own match?”

It was a live feed of Hall 01, a mirror of what was on the TV. I must’ve missed Hana winning her match because she was just stepping off to the side to receive her gym badge. While I was disappointed that I hadn’t been able to see the full thing live, there was always going to be a VoD of it.

What made me frown, though, was that Daisy hadn’t stepped away like the other two Gym leaders had. Instead, she stepped to the center of the battlefield, between the audience and the pool. Lily and Violet took the stage next to Daisy. The camera zoomed in on the three of them as they turned to directly address both the digital and in-person audiences.

“Hello, everyone!” Daisy spoke with a happy lilt to her voice. “As you know, we are the three gym leaders of the Cerulean Gym, the Sensational Sisters!”

Through the microphones, I could hear the sound of the audience losing their minds. All three of the Sisters were on stage, so every fanboy had their favorite performer in front of them.

Lily stepped up to speak next. “And while have always loved being the three Sensational Sisters, there has always been a small part of us that has been missing.”

“The number ‘three’ has never been quite right,” Violet continued. “As you may or may not be aware, we have a fourth sister, a member of our family who has always been a bit too young to take up her part of the mantle.”

The cheering took a hesitant dip, but the entire audience seemed to be holding their breath in anticipation.

I looked back at the notification on my phone, and I rested my face on my palm. “Oh, legends damn it…”

“So, since we have finally decided that she’s ready,” Daisy stepped to the side so that a fourth person could join them on stage. “Please welcome Cerulean City’s fourth gym leader and Sensational Sister, Misty!”

There was a fanboy uproar. The audience stamped their feet in unison, clapping and shouting to the best of their ability. As one, their voices joined in a chant. “Misty! Misty! Misty!”

Misty Williams, my newfound training buddy and gym leader opponent, stepped forward. Her hair was curled like a princess, and she was dressed in a baby-blue one-piece swimsuit with a dark blue windbreaker draped over her shoulders.

She turned her gaze to the camera and spiked the lens. Misty winked at me.

I sighed, so many things becoming clear to me at once. Everything from Misty’s cryptic responses when I’d met her to Mrs. Clara’s amusement regarding my knowledge of the Sensational Sisters. Embarrassment dusted my cheeks and ears, and even though I knew she wouldn’t see the text until after our match, I sent Misty a response.

[[10:27, me]] You’re hilarious.