Wilbert & Raticate

VS

Jared & Gastly

"BEGIN"

"Er, Gastly, I think we are in trouble."

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

Jared shakes his head, "He's normal type, your lick will have no effect"

"No"

"Stop saying no! do you have a plan at least?"

"I don't need a plan stupid human"

With exasperation, Jared facepalms.

On the other side of the field, a young trainer wearing a cap is feeling the pressure, (uh oh, my Raticate only knows normal type moves, if his Gastly knows a single ranged move that isn't ghost type I'm in for a bad day, my only hope is he doesn't, then when he becomes corporeal to attack, then at least my Raticate can at least exchange blows and hurt him.)

Whispering to his Raticate, the two formulate a plan.

A short time later, the two trainers are within talking distance, but the Gastly is nowhere to be found.

Spying his opponent, Wilbert commands, "Keep your eyes open, Raticate, prepare to dodge at any moment"

Feeling a strange air pressure with his whiskers, the Raticate leaps out of the way, as a hypnosis strikes his shoulder harmlessly.

"GOOD JOB RATICATE!!!"

Gastly frowns from behind Wilbert's head, then disappears once more.

He tries a few more times, but the Raticate seems to have eyes on the back of its head, and always manages to prevent his head from being struck by hypnosis.

Getting impatient, Gastly becomes more corporeal, and decides to face the Raticate head-on.

Raticate turns to meet this challenge with squinted eyes. Gastly floats closer and closer, but Raticate doesn't move.

Suddenly turning fully corporeal, Gastly attempts to bite the raticate, but, with deft footing Raticate sidesteps the clumsy attempt and tackles Gastly, knocking him back!

Gastly winces as he turns intangible once more.

Jared looks worried, "Gastly, are you okay?"

Gastly connects to Jared's mind, and gives him a snort, before breaking the connection.

Half a minute later, a purple beam of hypnosis shoots from under the river water, and accurately hits Raticates head.

Jared smiles, I see, so the Raticate can't feel you turn tangible from the water.

Appearing next to Raticate, Gastly begins gnawing on Raticates leg, but unfortunately, it wasn't asleep for long, with a yelp it lashes out at Gastly, who is once more knocked away.

The damage Raticate sustained was no more than a few shallow teeth marks, while the Gastly felt his ghostly head spinning, as it turns intangible yet again.

"Raticate, bury your head in the ground, I think he only knows hypnosis, I'll let you know when he appears!"

Raticate dug a small hole and then sticks his head inside. Meanwhile, Gastly frowns deeply from the shadows.

Jared shouts, "Gastly! come to me for a second and recover, I think I have a plan."

Feeling the chill of Gastly invade his body, Jared whispers under his breath, "Say, Gastly, would it be possible to make only your teeth tangible while the rest of you stays incorporeal?"

A less prideful Gastly replies, "I don't know human."

"Well, just give it a shot, we still have twelve minutes left."

Gastly appears once more in front of Jared and begins making its way towards the Raticate.

Wilbert spies the visible Gastly, and he lets his Raticate know.

After a brief exchange, Gastly is knocked back once more, but manages to leave a fang mark on the Raticate's shoulder.

Calling Gastly over once more, Jared once again feels a cold chill, "It's too hard human, I can't keep only my teeth corporeal. I can keep trading blows, but I will lose my strength before him."

"So, you're saying if you had an infinite source of energy you could eventually win?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think you can extend a tendril of yourself towards me and collect my emotions while you fight?"

"Of course."

"Alright, then we have a game plan," With a cruel smile Jared begins acting erratic, punching the ground or scratching himself until he bleeds, it was as if he had lost his mind!

The audience and referees watch the display in incomprehension.

Gastly appears once more with a cruel smirk, as an influx of overflowing negative energy makes him feel drunk with power.

Turning fully Corporeal, Gastly floats fast towards the Raticate, while Gastly's newly created tail connects to his trainer's chest.

The battle commences once more!

Raticate wins every exchange easily, but each time Gastly is knocked back, he comes back for more.

Relentlessly, Gastly attacks with reckless abandon without caring for his safety!

Soon small bite marks begin to accumulate on the raticate, as Jared continues wildly thrashing about accumulating injuries to fuel Gastlys power.

With two minutes remaining in the match, a panting and bleeding Raticate knocks Gastly away with a yelp, then runs back with fearful eyes.

His trainer had encouraged him over and over, and he knew from the feedback of his strikes, that he was dealing great damage, but the gastly seemed to never tire, never weaken, and even seemed to be growing stronger as time went on.

It was going well at first, the gastly could barely nick him, but over time the exchanges between him, and the Gastly became more even until eventually, it started to even go in Gastlys favor.

Watching the Gastly come towards him again, with its usual ghastly grin, the exhausted raticate suddenly lost his will to fight despite his trainer's protests.

Full of bite marks and blood-soaked, Raticate begins tripping over himself to flee, as a widely grinning Gastly pursues him all the way back towards the tunnel where he and his trainer had emerged from.

"Hehe human, we won, the little rat is gone, running with its tail between its legs!"

Blood dripping from his lips, a pale and bloodied Jared looks up, and gives a deep bone-chilling laugh, as he hears Gastlys declaration of victory.

The sound of his laughter makes his opponent flinch back in fear, as he still stands there in disbelieving shock at his Raticates defeat.

Some people in the audience feel a deep chill down their spines, as the reverberations of a man so sadistic and cruel to himself ring in their ears.

With a strange tone, a referee announces, "Gastly and... Jared win..."

Almost forgetting the rest of what he was supposed to say, he continues, "and... he will move on to the round of 60."

Jared collapse in a bloody heap, prompting many in the crowd to gasp.

A referee goes to check on him and shakes his head before calling for assistance. As Jared gets carted away on a stretcher, Gastly watches on with complicated eyes before vanishing.

.

Waking up in a clean bed, a nurse notices, and quickly calls for someone, while demanding her patient to wait there.

Feeling bruised and exhausted, Jared complies and shuts his eyes to rest.

"You didn't need to go that far human."

Jared only smiles.

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The nurse is back with someone in tow, then whispers something before leaving the two alone.

"Hello Jared, I am Letli, a doctor that gets called to work here during the tournaments, I understand that you put on quite a display at the arena... If you are feeling up to it could you tell me why you did what you did?"

"Personal reasons."

Letli lightly frowns.

"Alright Jared, could I ask you just a few more questions?"

"Go ahead"

"Do you have a history of mental illness?"

Jared sighs in his mind, (Oh... here we go...)

"No"

"Do you feel you are a threat to yourself or others?"

"No, I have no intentions of harming myself or others, how long was I asleep?"

"You were brought here thirty minutes ago Jared"

Trying to get himself up, the doctor motions him to stop.

"Please move, I need to find out when the next round of the tournament is."

"You aren't in any shape to continue the tournament, it would be best if you stay here."

Jared calmly asks, "Are you going to keep me here against my will?"

"No, I'm simply telling you what's in the best interest of my patient's health."

Jared struggles off the bed, and falls down after walking a few feet, then tries and fails to get back up.

He was wearing a patient gown, and even though his wounds were bandaged, they began opening up once more, staining his new clothing with fresh blood.

The doctor can be heard calling for a nurse.

"Mr Jared, I'm imploring you, for your own health, please rest."

Shaking his head, Jared shrugs the nurse off and begins walking out the door.

"Mr Jared, if you wait here, I can send someone down to give you the time of your next match."

"Alright," With that, Jared walks back into the small white room and collapses back on the bed.

Twenty minutes later a nurse comes in, and she sees a man looking like hell, "Mr Jared, your next match is in three hours."

"Miss, would you be willing to do me a favor and wake me up after two hours?"

She nods.

"Gastly, I don't trust them to wake me up, do you know how to tell time?"

"Yes human..."

"Heh, then thanks partner," With that reply, Jared was dead asleep.