Eleven.

Boom.

A crack of thunder not from the sky, but from a grenade-like explosion that lit up the clearing.

Smoke. A trail of it.

And out of the woods, calm as ever, came a man. His coat was partially unbuttoned, and his hair, as always, covered one eye.

“Welcome, welcome… beast from another world.”

I barely twisted my body to see him.

The Professor?

He stepped through the grass and crouched beside me. He didn’t panic. Just gave a long sigh and tilted his head.

“This is pretty bad, huh?” he said softly. I tried to respond, but my throat was ash.

Another sigh.

He stood and brushed off his coat.

“Professor Flint at your service.” He saluted me with a smirk.

Then turned toward Kartana.

“You did this to my student?” He nodded his head towards me.

Kartana floated forward, unimpressed.

“I merely upheld fate’s decree.”

The professor clicked his tongue.

“Murdering a kid just to carve your name into history? Sounds like someone’s compensating.”

He tilted his head.

“Kinda embarrassing.”

The Pokemon scoffed.

“You insolent cur! I shall carve your tongue out before your final breath—!”

Thunk.

A Great Ball cracked against Kartana’s head mid-rant.

It snapped shut.

Didn’t even shake.

Then—boom—Kartana burst free, eyes blazing.

“HOW DARE YOU—”

Crack.

Blaziken dropped from above like a missile, the heel of its foot igniting in flames mid-fall. The spike kick cratered Kartana into the dirt with a thunderous BOOM, flames dancing through the clearing.

Flint dusted his hands.

“See?” He turned back facing me, hands on his hips, “that wasn’t just for laughs. When a Pokémon’s captured, even for a second, it loses its grasp on its surroundings. That one second’s enough to reposition and—” He began to cough.

He pointed up at Blaziken, landing gracefully.

“—deliver a nice blow. You taking notes, kid?”

I stared, he was completely different from who I met at the lab.

The fight roared back to life.

Kartana rose from the rubble, enraged. He directed his Pokémon with surgical precision. When Kartana swept low through the grass, The professor yelled

“Ember 1D2!”

The Blaziken shot a fire out of its mouth, not at the Pokemon but the grass in front of it, accurately predicting katanas movements by engulfing the path between them in flames causing Kartana to fly into flames.

Flint was still grinning.

But then—

“ENOUGH.”

The voice thundered through the trees, and even Blaziken stumbled back.

A crimson aura erupted around Kartana’s body—its Beast Boost activated.

“Oh shit. Didn’t see that coming.”

Kartana moved, its strikes weaving around Blaziken’s guard. Then came a sudden, precise slash across the battlefield—wide, sharp, brutal.

Flint took it to the ribs.

Blaziken went flying.

Both hit the ground hard.

Blood sprayed from Flint’s side as he groaned.

“You have my respect, human,” Kartana declared. “Leave the child. You may still live.”

Flint started laughing.

Not just a chuckle.

It was… insane.

“Run away? Me? Run?” He wiped blood from his lip.

“Why would I run?”

Kartana tilted its head.

Flint reached up gripping the bangs over his right eye.

“I don’t want to catch you anymore.” 

He yanked his hair back, revealing a glowing red crystal socketed into the place where his eye should be. 

“No. I’m going to kill you.”

I couldn’t stop myself.

“Holy. Fucking. Shit.”

Where his right eye was supposed to be, was a mega stone.

The Stone pulsed as Blaziken lifted its head. A cocoon of light enveloped it—fierce and brilliant.

Boom!

It exploded outward like the classic Mega Evolution flash.

Mega Blaziken stood tall, burning with power, flames licking its shoulders and wrists like armor. Its eyes burned with laser focus.

The final phase began.

They clashed like gods.

Kartana sliced air itself, warping space with its speed. Mega Blaziken blurred into flames, its physical combat skills and flames combining into one.

Flint barked commands calling combos and patterns.

Flames lit up the woods.

Steel screamed against flesh.

Then—

Kartana ascended, blade glowing.

“Behemoth Blade.”

A massive, downward strike—the earth cracked.

The dust cleared.

Blaziken stood, but barely.

Kartana floated upward again, but staggered but only slightly.

“You are formidable.”

It glanced at me.

“You are going to die soon boy. If not me, then your own self.”

With that, the portal reopened. It vanished.

I sat there, stunned. As my consciousness began to fade surrounding me in black.

“Oh shit you’re both dying um, I got this I’m a professor.”

Authors Note: Hai guys I realized that I can’t really give my vision justice with only description but I hope you can enjoyed an actual fight, I say and thought of ways to think of different ways to battle, being more barbaric, defying the rules of regular turn battles. 

If you have anything to say lmk okay bye.