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Who: Apollo

whateveryoueatliveitspart & Cobra Commander

cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Where: Route 39
When: September 26th
Summary: Cobra Commander is a jerk, and Breeder Apollo wants to battle!
Rating: PG?
Log:
With Olivine City far behind him, Cobra Commander signaled for Skarmory to land. As much as he’d like to keep flying, Pokémon need breaks, so it was time for one. After landing, he reached into his pocket and produced his newly won badge. Not to admire it though. It had been a difficult battle to win, and that was unacceptable to the Commander. His well trained army should not have problems defeating one of these pathetic Gym Leaders. And he had yelled at them all about it. Each Pokémon got an earful about how that battle was a disgrace and that in no way, shape, or form, was taking that long to handle a handful of Steel Pokémon acceptable. And since he had at least an hour to kill before taking to the air again, Strato-Viper the Skarmory was going to hear it again.

“I sssstill can’t believe you were that ineffective against that Leader!” Cobra began yelling the second Skarmory touched down. “Pathetic! Completely pathetic! Why do I even bother training you when it takes that long to defeat sssome pathetic Steel-types? I have half a mind to cut every sssingle Pokémon I have loose and start over! That was ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!”

Cobra Commander continued his tirade, oblivious to anyone else on the route while Skarmory ignored most of it. Like all of his Pokémon, it’s heard this before and knows that he’s not going to release any of them. At the worst, he’ll probably increase the number of times the team trains, but for a level 100, that’s not really a major concern.

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"Like hell I will!"

That being said, all Apollo had managed to grab were Cobra's boots, and Cobra's constant thrashing was keeping him from getting a better grip. He planted his knees into the ground and tried to pull Cobra back, but he could tell that either he would lose his grip on Cobra's boots soon, or Cobra's boots would lose their grip on his feet. Either way, this wasn't looking good. He mentally asked Golurk to pick Cobra up and the giant golem moved to comply. Very slowly, thanks to the Scary Faces. No, this wasn't likely to work, and the rest of his team was otherwise unavailable, so it was looking less and less like he'd be able to keep Cobra from escaping.

Sawsbuck, Combee, and Vespiquen headed for A.S.P., trying to stay as spread out as possible. As they approached, Sawsbuck fired off an Energy Ball, Combee a Gust, and Vespiquen a Power Gem. Furret used her other ranged move, Shadow Ball, at the risk of drawing attention to herself but their individual levels were much lower than A.S.P.'s, so the amount of damage they would be capable of dealing wasn't likely to keep A.S.P. from firing next turn.

“No! Let go! Let go! Let go!”

Cobra continued kicking at Apollo, trying to break free. He wasn’t about to let this brat get within striking distance again. His kicks became more frantic once he saw Golurk reaching towards him. Being trapped by a giant ghost golem definitely wasn’t on Cobra’s list today.

“Help me! Arbok! Do sssssomething! Quick!”

Recharged and ready to attack, A.S.P. took the hits from Apollo’s Pokémon, and retaliated by targeting Golurk with Gunk Shot. It wouldn’t be very effective, but it might distract it from trying to detain Cobra Commander.

Apollo lost his grip on one of Cobra's boots and quickly moved that hand to the other one, gritting his teeth against the pain of Cobra's flailing foot kicking him repeatedly.

Golurk was doubly-resistant to Poison, but it wasn't resistant to being poisoned, and staggered slightly as it felt the status effect take hold, pausing in its reaching for Cobra for a moment as its hp dropped again.

While A.S.P. focused on Golurk, Apollo's other active Pokémon unloaded on it with Cut, two Gusts, and Shadow Ball, trying to do what they could.

Another Hyper Beam should hopefully scatter Apollo’s Pokémon again. The damage was beginning to take its toll on Arbok. Too many more hits and it would faint just like the rest of Cobra’s Pokémon, but for now it would do what it could to keep Apollo’s Pokémon disorganized.

With Apollo’s grip shifting, Cobra stomped hard with his free foot, aiming for Apollo’s hands in an attempt to break his hold on Cobra’s boots once and for all. He needed to get away and the more time he spent fighting off Apollo, the lower his chances of making a clean getaway.

“I ssssaid let go!”

Apollo's Pokémon scattered again, avoiding getting hit but unable to keep up their attacks at the same time. Golurk resumed reaching for Cobra, but as its giant palm began to brush his head and its fingers began to grasp at him, Apollo finally lost his grip with a grunt of pain, and unless Cobra decided to rest right there Golurk wouldn't be able to close its hand fast enough to prevent him from crawling away.

“I warned you to let go,” Cobra snickered and darted away from Apollo and Golurk, towards Storm Shadow. Soon enough the Pawniard was back in its Pokeball and the Commander began dashing towards Arbok. A.S.P. was once again recharging and unable to do anything, but would be recalled soon enough.

As Cobra closed the distance, he threw his remaining Pokeball off to the side, bringing Strato-Viper back out. Unless something went horribly horribly wrong, the Skarmory that started this whole debacle would be his way out of this mess.

Something like Fearow, having managed to pull himself together long enough to use Roost, flying in with a Heat Wave on A.S.P.? Fearow only went for A.S.P. because the Arbok was closer, but he fully intended to go after Strato-Viper next if given the chance.

Sawsbuck, Combee, and Vespiquen remained spread out and launched Energy Ball and Gusts at A.S.P., while Apollo pushed off the ground and charged at Cobra again, staying low to the ground as he ran.

Arbok slithered away from the Heat Wave, still taking a decent hit, but shedding the burn via Shed Skin. Unfortunately it wasn’t so lucky when it came to the follow up attacks from Apollo’s Pokémon. The combined assault from Fearow, Combee, Vespiquen, and Sawsbuck was enough to bring it down.

Cobra Commander, not wanting to run into that, turned and made a beeline for Skarmory. He’d fly over on it and collect A.S.P.. That made much more sense than trying to retrieve it on foot. A quick glance behind him revealed that Apollo was still close behind. Unacceptable! What to do, what to do, he thought.

“Sssstrato-Viper! Spikes! Ssssspikes! Make it so this idiot can’t follow me!”

As ordered, the Skarmory flew up into the air a short distance, and flapped its wings, sending multiple spikes across the field. It did its best to try and land them between Apollo and Cobra before landing again, a little bit closer to Cobra this time.

It looked like Cobra had made his first good choice in a while. Apollo, being barefoot, was forced to try and go around the entry hazard, wasting precious time that he didn't have. Golurk and Sawsbuck also had to go around, but Sawsbuck was at least able to use Nature Power. Nature Power became the not-very-effective Tri Attack and the three bolts of energy shot towards Strato-Viper. He was hoping to freeze the Skarmory, or maybe paralyze it, but there was an extremely small chance of getting any particular status condition, so the odds were in Cobra's favor there.

Fearow, Combee, and Vespiquen could fly over the spikes, but Fearow's ranged attacked couldn't be used, since both of them would almost certainly catch Cobra in their area. While Fearow closed in for close-range attacks, Combee used the not-very-effective Gust and Vespiquen used Power Gem, though the level difference and no advantage or disadvantage in typing left that fairly useless.

Furret, for her part, set up a Grass Knot on Cobra to try and buy some time for the others to deal with Strato-Viper.

If a Skarmory could sneer, then Strato-Viper would be sneering at the attacks. They didn’t have much of an effect compared to the Heat Wave from earlier. To contrast, Grass Knot was apparently super effective against Cobra Commander and beginning to make him wish he didn’t have legs again. That’s how annoyed he was. He was actually missing being an inhuman, incoherent snake monster.

“No, not again! No!”

Cobra fell forward throwing his arms out and managed to grab hold of Strato-Viper. One of the few lucky breaks that had happened to him today.

“Go! Go! Fly over to A.S.P.! Now! Now! Take off now!”

In what is probably not the best way to fly off, Strato-Viper takes off heading for A.S.P. with Cobra Commander holding on to its midsection for dear life.

Well that put a stop to Apollo's plans. Fearow used Aerial Ace on Strato-Viper, trusting on the move's inability to miss to keep from accidentally hitting Cobra, and Combee and Vespiquen darted in to use the doubly-resisted Bug Bite, but the others couldn't hit Strato-Viper from the ground without a serious risk of hitting Cobra. They could have if he was hanging from Strato-Viper's talons or riding on his back, but with him clinging to the Skarmory's midsection it was much too risky to try. Sawsbuck killed time by using Aromatherapy to remove Golurk's poisoning, but all Apollo could do was yell up at Cobra.

"Get down you bastard!"

“No!”

Cobra managed to hang on despite Apollo’s team’s attacks. Barely. He thought about kicking at Combee or Vespiquen, but he’d risk falling off or crashing Strato-Viper. He was taking a big enough risk by reaching down and recalling A.S.P., but even Cobra couldn’t see the sense in chancing falling off and being at the mercy of Apollo and his team.

“Looks like I’m going to escape after all!” Cobra yelled after getting A.S.P. back into its Pokeball. He repositioned himself so that he was on Skarmory’s back, and continued flying off, not knowing that he had opened his flier up to a ground attack from Apollo’s team.

Well that was a bad move on Cobra's part. Strato-Viper's underside was now a nice big target that would shield Cobra himself from most attacks. A frowning winged honeycomb came into view and used Sweet Scent on them to lower their evasiveness, then regurgitated what little remained in his honey stomach in Cobra's face as he let them pass. It couldn't even be called honey, more like slightly sticky sugar water with a faint floral scent and taste, no digestion having happened to make it something delicious for anything that wasn't a bee.

Once Combee was clear, the others unloaded on Strato-Viper's underside: Air Cutter, Shadow Ball, Nature Power (becoming Tri Attack), Night Shade, and Gust. This was their last chance to try and bring him down and they were going to make it count.

“I can’t ssssssee!”

Cobra flailed at his shades again, only managing to cover them with the dirt and grime that had collected on his gloves earlier. And all that did was make it difficult for Skarmory to keep flying. Which was made even more difficult by the barrage of attacks. Even with all the training, it was pretty much impossible to balance with all of that, sending Strato-Viper into a tailspin with Cobra hanging on for dear life.

“We’re going to crash! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!”

Strato-Viper managed to pull up just before plowing into the ground, but with Cobra hanging onto its neck, screaming at it, and flailing, the odds of a crash somewhere further down the Route was likely.

And sure enough if Apollo listens closely, said crash could probably be heard a while later.

That crash was a lot farther away than they had hoped for. Fearow was about to follow after Cobra, but Apollo mentally reminded him that he still hadn't fully recovered and suggested that he use Roost again. His team's safety was more important.

While Fearow Roosted, Furret recovered and switched off the PokéGear, Sawsbuck noticed Cobra's abandoned bag and dragged it over, and Apollo healed his team. Fearow took off to search the moment he was finished Roosting, hoping that Cobra wouldn't have gotten far in the meantime, and the rest followed once they'd healed up.

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Figured I'd give Apollo a chance to send Cobra crashing somewhere.

Have a nice trip, Cobra. See you next fall.

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