[h1][center][color=ed1c24]The Red Hand[/color][/center][/h1]

[h2][center][color=ed1c24]The Leader[/color][/center][/h2]

Here he was, another day in seclusion with his Pokemon. This was not a vacation though, it was time for more training. This was his fifth time this week coming up into the mountains for the same regiment. He had a strict schedule to keep, and everyone will keep up, or else. He took out his six Pokeballs, covered in mud and dirt from dropping and setting them on the muddy floors today. It was raining out today, and that wouldn't be stopping him from more training. The fifth day, time to figure out who was the best of his team again.

One by one he called out his team. Normally, they would be happy to be free of their confinement, but they knew why they were called on. As each one came out, they got into position, setting up in a circle. Today was a no rules, no mercy, no sympathy free for all fight. Each one eyed each other, today was their day to show they were the best in the team. A weekly honor of getting special treatment, respect, and praise from The Leader.

As the fifth one was called out, the ground curved downward into a cone, surrounded by mud flowing into the pit. Arena Trap was now in effect, surprising a few of the newer Pokemon. With the last one called out, they all stood there in a circle waiting for The Leader to start this fight.

[color=ed1c24]"As you all know, it's time to figure out which of you is the best in my team. Same with the last fights, you all know who is the reigning top dog here. As always, anything you can think of is allowed, so don't disappoint me. The winner will then have to fight me, just to make sure you didn't win by sheer luck."[/color] This speech was well rehearsed by this point, and everyone knew what to do. The air was tense for the next few moments. Maybe his champion would finally be taken down, it wasn't likely though.

[color=ed1c24]"On your mark..."[/color] Heads were turned, preparing various moves in advance. Sand was starting to kick up into the air. The ground was cracking from the pressure of an eager Pokemon preparing to hit everything. One was heading up for the height advantage, lazily going with the wind. The air stunk with the aroma of musky odors mixed with rain and heat. The seconds slowed, time stood still. No one dared to act early, they knew the penalty for it.

[color=ed1c24]"Get set.."[/color] Local Pokemon in the area picked up the tension in the air and were scattering. For some, it was too late, for others they just wanted a spot to take cover. The plants were battered and crushed from many visits here. When these fights happened, nothing was off limits from the destruction. Lightning flashed, illuminating 6 muscled and bruised Pokemon standing in a circle, various lights dancing off of them. Determination and the will to win showing strongly on their faces. The area fell silent, the calm before the storm. The Leader took a deep breath, it was showtime.

Pokemon:
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Bag:
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