Disclaimers:
I think you all get the idea. But, to make sure the lawyers don't come after me... I do not own Pokémon. Nintendo and Game Freak own it.
Mario Alvarado's Notes:
Seems like it takes me forever to get some inspiration these days. Life has dealt me a lot of friggin' curve balls these past few months. And I hate it. But, the writing gods have smiled on me. After I placed part 2 up, Daniel Rodriguez sent in a review asking for a catfight between Duplica and Misty soon. This little request he gave me, along with an idea for part 3, has given me the kick in the ass I needed to get over Mt. Writer's Block at long last! And it feels good!!!!
Okay... to put it simply, Misty and Duplica's rivalry to get Ash has heated up big time. While Ash begins to battle a kid who's really hyper, Team Rocket arrives and plants something on Ash to get him DQ from the event. Misty, thinking that Ash cheated to win, goes off on him big time. After being humiliated by the whole city, Ash ends his friendship with her, hands her money to buy a new bike and leaves Rockstar City. Now, Duplica arrives and the poop is about to hit the fan in a big way
Daniel Rodriguez, if you're reading this... your wish is my command!!!! One catfight between Misty and Duplica, coming up!!! Enjoy!!!
The Secret Admirer Mess Up
Part 4
This wasn't supposed to happen. Misty continuously thought to herself as she continued her death stare down with Duplica. All of her carefully made plans were all for naught. Misty's ego once again gotten the better of her and now she lost the most important thing to her, Ash's friendship. In her mind, it was all Duplica's fault and she must get hers.
"Misty? Can't we talk about this over some milkshakes?" Duplica asked, now afraid of what Misty has planned. Misty grabbed Duplica's shirt and got in her face.
"I'm going to make you pay for everything you did to me, Duplica!" Misty growled,
"Cash or credit?" Duplica asked jokingly, hoping beyond all hope that this will calm Misty down. Unfortunately, things are going to get real worse in a hurry.
"No... I was thinking more like... THIS!!" Misty yelled out and all of a sudden, Duplica felt Misty's right palm slap her face very hard. It was now a war. Misty has fired the first shot. And the guys who were in the crowd knew it.
"All right! Two chicks beating the hell out of each other!!" One of the guys yelled out and everybody started hooting and hollering. Not only is Rockstar City famous for its rock shows 24/7, this city is also famous for having a ton of catfights between girls each week. You want to see hot babes fight each other, come to Rockstar City!! Suddenly, Misty pushed Duplica to the ground hard, got on top of her and started to bitch slap the Ditto trainer.
"I hate you!! I hate you!! I HATE YOU!! I lost Ash!!" Misty screamed out every time she hit Duplica in the face, scratching her face badly each time Misty hit her with her nails. After that, Misty started to bash Duplica's head against the sidewalk. Brock had seen enough and had to break this fight up before Duplica became seriously hurt.
"Misty!! Stop this and get off of Duplica!!" Brock yelled out as he tried to grab hold of Misty. As soon as he did that, Misty got out of his grip and did something to him that no man would want to feel in their entire lives. Misty kicked Brock very hard in the nuts, causing every guy there to groan loudly and grab their own johnsons in response. Brock yelled out in pain and fell to the street, holding into his wounded package.
"She just nailed him in the nuts!!! OHHHH!!!!" One of the guys yelled out, causing everybody there to cheer even more.
"Why... me... god?" Brock muttered in pain to himself. Duplica shook out the cobwebs in her head to realize that Misty wasn't on her. She pushed herself up off the ground and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand to check for any blood. There was a bit of it coming from the side of her mouth and some beginning to drip from a freshly made cut on her forehead.
Holy crap... she really wants to kill me!! She's crazy!! I don't want to die!! Duplica thought as she saw Misty charge at her for another beating. It wasn't going to happed as soon as Misty was within range, Duplica used both of her legs to kick Misty hard in the stomach, knocking the Water Pokémon trainer back about 10 feet. The crowd, mostly the guys were still going crazy about Brock getting hit in no man's land. As Misty gasped for air after being kicked in the breadbasket, Duplica got to her feet and looked around for a weapon, anything that could be used to keep Misty down. Unfortunately, Misty recovered fast enough and grabbed the weapon Duplica was about to get, a drum from one of drummer guys in a band. And he wasn't so happy about Misty grabbing his most prized possession.
"NO!!!! My drums!! I got those autographed personally by Lars Ulrich of Metallica!!" The drummer yelled out as he tried to get his drums back, but Misty kicked him in the nuts as well.
"It's over, Duplica!! You're about to get drummed!!" Misty said as she raised the drums over her head to hit Duplica,
"NOT!!!" Duplica yelled out as she did some fancy break dancing moves, where Duplica's leg hit Misty's leg, which caused the Water trainer to lose her balance and fall to the ground again. This time, Duplica was the one to administer some bitch slapping as she got on top of Misty and slapped her silly. The sound of a police car racing towards and stopping at the scene was heard and the Rockstar City Officer Jenny appeared as she pushed her way through the crowd, who were still hooting at the catfight.
"Okay!! What is going on here?!!" Jenny yelled out as she tried to separate Duplica from Misty. It didn't work because as soon as Duplica was off her, Misty pounced on Duplica for another beat down. Even though a lot of guys loved watching hot girls fight, a few of the Pokémon Battle Rockstar Tournament officials were getting concerned that somebody would get hurt badly.
"Officer! You must stop them from tearing each other apart!!" One of the City officials pleated with Officer Jenny, who was still trying to piece together what the hell is going on.
"What?!! Stop that?!! I might need an army to separate them. Those two ladies are hell bent on killing each other, so let them do it." Officer Jenny said as Duplica managed to give Misty a hard slap to the face and escaped for now. It was time to end this. When Misty tried to tackle Duplica to the ground again for another session of bitchslapping, the Ditto Trainer had another idea. One that would turn the tide of the fight.
"This is all your fault, Duplica!! I LOST ASH!!!" Misty yelled out,
"MISTY!! Look over there!! It's Ash!!!" Duplica yelled out, using this distraction as a last minute effort to spare herself a defeat.
"Ash?!! WHERE?!!" Misty said as she looked to her left, but she didn't find Ash. All of a sudden, Duplica got a second wind, leapt up off the ground and swung her right fist at Misty's face really hard. A second later, Misty fell to the ground and didn't get up. Duplica nailed Misty with a right hook and Misty didn't even see that one coming.
"Damn!! That redhead is a sucker for a right hook!! What a fight!!" One of the guys yelled out and everybody started cheering. After Misty was finally knocked out, Duplica fell to the ground, holding her right hand, which nearly broke upon impact. She was gasping for air and silently thanking God for giving her that second wind of energy. As some medics arrived to take a look at both girls, Officer Jenny finally restored order at the scene and one question was on her mind.
"Can anybody tell me what the hell happened here?!! What is this crap I've been hearing about some kid using Poké-Out Spray, two girls fighting and Team Rocket? HUH?!!!" The teed-off officer asked, but nobody at the scene could give her a straight answer. Officer Jenny just gave an annoyed groan as the whole group started blaming each other for the earlier incidents.
I knew I should have become a NASCAR Crew Chief, instead of living in this damn city. Jenny thought to herself as she plotted what to do next. Nobody was cooperating with her, she couldn't ask Misty anything because she was still knocked out, Nurse Joy was tending to an injured Duplica and that guy whom Misty kicked in the nuts is still out. Or so she thought. Brock moved around a bit and had recovered enough energy to get out of this damn town.
"Man... that hurt. That's it. I'm getting the hell out of this town and finding Ash." Brock said as he gingerly got to his feet. He started to walk slowly away from the scene when Jenny grabbed a hold of him, wanting answers.
"Hold it, buddy. You're not leaving here until you tell me what happened." Jenny said harshly, but Brock wasn't in the mood to answer questions. He wanted to get the hell out of Dodge!!
"I don't have time for this!! I have to find Ash!! So, back off!! If I do, I'll call you." Brock said as he broke away from her grip and limped away from the scene,
"HEY!! Get back here!! You just can't leave!!" Officer Jenny yelled to Brock, but all she got was the one-fingered salute from the Pokémon Breeder.
It's official!! I DO NOT want to have a girlfriend anymore!! After what I've seen, I want to save myself! Brock thought as he grabbed his gear and slowly walked to the exit of Rockstar City, hoping that he'll bump into Ash down the road and soon.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
6 P.M. came and went in the area and Ash was in front of a VidPhone inside a Pokémon Center in the small city of Import Town, better known for having get together of import racers, import tuners and import races. Basically, the place is like the Fast and the Furious. Inside the Center, Ash was telling his story to probably the person he didn't expect to tell his story. His rival, Gary Oak. After his fierce battle with him, Gary and Ash buried their rivalry, but they still argue over who's the best in Pallet. Today, Gary is listening to everything that happened to Ash earlier in the day.
"I can't believe this crap happened... I just can't. I was so close from getting into the actual tournament. I had a good win/loss record that I would have made it in with ease. If it wasn't for Team Rocket and that damn Poké-Out spray..." Ash said as he pounded his fist into the wall where the VidPhone was hung on,
"Well, Ash. Sounds like nobody likes you in that place now. But... where the hell were you and what competition were you in?" Gary asked,
"The Pokémon Battle Rockstar Tournament at Rockstar City." Ash answered. This caused Gary to freak out a bit.
"WHAT?!!! You entered the Rockstar Pokémon Tournament?!! I was in that last year!!" Gary said surprised,
"Yeah. And I had a win/loss record that was in the top 10. If I wasn't DQ'ed, I would have made into the actual elimination tournament." Ash said. This made Gary act a bit crazier.
"You had a win/loss record that was the 10 best? When I entered that, I was ranked 52nd!! I lost more battles than I won!! HOW?!! I'm just flabbergasted!" Gary said,
"Looks like I beat you in that department somewhat. I got disqualified because Team Rocket got involved, planted a can of Poké-Out that got me disqualified and Misty got on my case. Why would she do that to me?" Ash said. Gary was digesting all of the events that happened to Ash and came up with only one answer.
"Well, Ash. I'm no answer man. Maybe it was that time of the month for her. And I bet when you see Team Rocket, they're going to get it bad. Are you planning on coming back to Pallet in the next week? There's going to be a party at Gramps' lab and he was wondering if you could make it." Gary said,
"Oh, I'll be there. Since I have nothing better to do. If I leave Import Town in the morning, I could make it back to Pallet in a few days." Ash answered,
"Cool beans. Well, Ash. See ya." Gary said and he hung up. Ash put down the phone down on the receiver and walked back into the main lobby, where the big TV was showing the ceremony where the top 32 trainers will be picked to enter the elimination tournament. Ash didn't want to see this and was about to return to his room when the Center's Nurse Joy stopped him.
"Aren't you going to watch the ceremony?" She asked,
"Hell no. After what happened to me earlier, I never want to venture to this region ever again." Ash answered. Nurse Joy saw that Ash had a problem and wanted to help.
"Do you want to talk about what happened?" Joy asked,
"No. Are my Pokémon healed up, Nurse Joy?" Ash said, hoping to get the hell away from Rockstar City as soon as possible.
"Yes. It only took a few minutes. They are waiting for you right now." Nurse Joy answered,
"Good. I won't be in this region for much longer. As soon as morning comes around, me, Pikachu and the others are gone." Ash said as more trainers inside the center gathered around the TV to see the ceremony,
"What about your friends that were with you when you arrived here?" Joy asked, asking about Misty and Brock, who were still in Rockstar City.
"They know where I'll be. They always know." Ash said as he walked back to his room. He closed the door and laid on his bed as the trainers where being chosen to compete on TV. This has turned out to be one of the worst trips Ash has ever been on. As he dozed off to sleep, one thing popped in his mind.
Team Rocket. When you bump into me again, I promise you... I'll make you bastards pay!! With interest!! Ash thought to himself as he finally dozed off into sleep. He dreamed of having a better day tomorrow and hoped everything will go smooth on his trip back to Pallet.
End of Part 4
Now, tell me. Was that a good fight? I know I could have done better, but I'm saving my creative juices for a giant series of fights in Ash Ketchum: Formula One Driver. In the next part, Brock arrives at the Import Town Pokémon Center the next day after Ash leaves for Pallet. He then meets up with Duplica and the two start their search for Ash. It doesn't take them long as they find Ash and Pikachu protecting a new Pokémon from the Ruby/Sapphire games from Jessie and James.
As usual, please read and review. Have a question, a flame, a comment or just need somebody to bug? Please send everything to Hornet19us@Yahoo.com. Story ideas will be very helpful at this time and full credit will be given to the person at the start of the next part.
Mario Alvarado
7/15/2003