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"Wow," Mike said with a little bit of surprise. "Lucky break huh Xantho-?" He looked over, his partner in a pile on the ground. "Alright, that works too. Return buddy, you did a good job." The marked Ultra Ball drew his Pokemon back in, Mike putting it in its locked in spot on his strap. "Let them taste hellfire Felsic!" He cried out, tossing the Typhlosion's confinement out onto the field.

As he burst free of the ball, Felsic stood on his hind legs, flaring his fiery mane. The scarf that used to be draped across his neck was now wrapped tightly over his hand and up his arm, looking similar to the wrappings of a mummy except more spread out. He stood tall, taking a gander at the floating moth ahead of him.

"I like how it looks Felsic," Mike said, pointing to the 'scarf'. He smiled as his Pokemon gave a similar grin. "Let's save your flame attacks for later, show them your special Crush Claw!" As he ordered the attack, the boy smiled, watching the Typhlosion tear off towards the foe. Felsic roared, his entire right arm glowing a bright white light. His evolved form graced him with an extreme upgrade in physical strength, an observation the Venomoth was sure to realize as he slammed his fist into his abdomen.

Koga groaned, feeling a sickening sensation in the pit of his stomach. Venemoth spiraled out of control, but managed to catch himself before falling into the pool of water. With a strange chatter, Venemoth fluttered back into the arena, the cells in his wings cycling through their colors. "Venemoth! Use your Psybeam and confuse it!" Koga annouced.

The moth's wings beat faster than ever, the colors changing very rapidly. These colors then burst outward in a rainbow beam, aimed directly at Felsic's forehead.

Kilik raised an eyebrow. The battle his Scyther had against Felsic was so short lived, he didn't have much of a chance to analyze his strengths and Mike's strategy with him. The boy sat back, crossing his arms over his chest and watching intently on the match. Every bit of this was going to be saved in his mind.

"All that might be true, Nina," Raimundo said, cautiously wrapping his arm around her neck, almost afraid she'd hit it away, "but if you continue to dwell on those things, you'll just keep bogging yourself down, and you'll never get yourself out of that mindset!"

Whitney, who was on the opposite side of Raimundo, draped her arm around Nina's neck as well. "He's like, right, you know. And don't you dare try to tell me that, like, you enjoy thinking of yourself like this. You can't say that you like, like thinking, 'Oh, I'm just like, a totally useless person who like, can't train her Pokemon or like, win a battle.' I know for a fact that you don't, you know. And you know, we're only telling you these things because, like, we care about you."

Nina smiled a little, and her mood picked up. "You know what?" she asked, "I really don't deserve you guys as friends. Or Mike. Or Kasiya. Or Mitsu. You're all so good to me, even when I act like an evil witch monster of death." A chuckle. "And, I'm sorry for being so mopey. From now on, no more mopey Nina!" Rai grinned. "Awesome! That's what we like to hear!" Raimundo's grin was mirrored on Whitney's face. "Chyeah, totally." There was a pause.

"So. Now that we're all done being like, mopey-dopey, where are we gonna head off to?"
"If I remember correctly, Whitney, it was you who had suggested that I find a few trainers and battle with them before I go to fight another Gym Leader. Before I do that, though," she said, unclipping Krystal's Pokeball and releasing her Pokemon, "I need to head over to Pewter City to the Pokemon Center. Anna and Serena roughed eachother up pretty badly in that last fight." She nodded for her friends to get on; when they were all ready to leave, Krystal rose up and shot off to the west, leaving a trail of sparkles behind her.

The beam struck Felsic spot on. His eyes felt as if they were being pressed in by a Machamp's thumbs. He snarled, rubbing them furiously. His vision was blurry, multiple Venomoths and Kogas appeared as if out of thin air.

"Oh great, my favorite, Confusion." Mike grumbled, deciding it was time to pull out the stops. "That's it Felsic, we're mad now!" He stomped his foot, the Typhlosion doing the same, albeit he was much more menacing. "Show them the burning power of your Flamethrower, I want to see those wings fold!" He screamed, thrusting forward an open hand, closing it into a fist.

A sadistic smile revealed itself on the Volcanic Pokemon's lips, his ruby red eyes narrowing, showcasing a rather frightening image. For the moment, he felt the dizzyness of his status condition withering, as he loosed a blast of fire at the Bug Pokemon.

Koga sliced the air with his arm. "Venemoth! Dodge it and attack with Toxic!" he ordered. He could feel the flames licking against him, although they were no where near him. Venemoth, on the other hand, was feeling the heat straight on. The insect managed to flutter away quick enough to avoid the biggest amount of damage, but he felt the flames strike against the lower half of his right wing.

This caused Venemoth to squeal loudly in pain; the attack was very powerful. He wore an angry look and began to flap his wings very fast, blasting Felsic with a barrage of purple powder.

If it's not a bombardment of Sludge, he Poisons me! Mike cursed under his breath. I know this is a Poison based Gym, but really!

"Let's see how that powder stands up to the burning heat of your Flame Wheel!" As the cascading curtain of Toxic descended, Felsic leapt into them, his body combusting instantly, the Poison powder burning up harmlessly against the scalding inferno as the Typhlosion tackled the moth out of the air. As the Bug fell from the sky, Felsic charged for another dive, but tripped over his own feet as the Confusion finally took its toll.

Koga felt sweat form immediately on his brow. It was amazingly hot. His face seemed to burn as well as the fires engulfed his Venemoth. Rather than seeing what his Pokemon looked like after the attack was complete, Koga merely recalled his partner at that moment. It wasn't worth looking at the damage inflicted; he could feel it on his own face.

"Now then! Crobat!" he tossed the ball out into the battlefield, "Waste no time! Aerial Ace!" he demanded. The moment the bat burst from the ball, Crobat began to flutter his wings very fast, shooting forth a blade of concentrated wind energy.

Kilik felt his skin tingle from the sheer heat from Felsic's attack. Note to self: Never challenge Felsic with a Venemoth, he thought with a slight smirk. Now that Crobat had entered the arena, Kilik wondered exactly how Mike was going to handle it.