Strike of Team Aero

Aria couldn’t say honestly that she didn’t have stage fright as she turned to see the observers of the day’s match. The director of the Pokemon League stood there with the Elite Four in tow and sitting next to the director was the dark-clad Dragon Trainer Dragoon. The dark mood was only broken by Flannery standing at Winona’s side in a cheerleader outfit. Of course, Aria had three cheerleaders herself, but she didn’t want to think how Cynthia dragged two other girls and got them into male cheerleading outfits. She let out a staggered breath as she watched her mistress drop to her knees in prayer, as was her habit before battle. “O sun, shine out on my victory. Winds, guide my actions. O great sky, bring this battle into my hands.”

In a moment of respect, Aria also bowed her head in prayer. “Mew.”

The director stood from his seat to announce. “Today is the examination match for Ariaver Hasaki and Winona of Fortree City! The limit will be two Pokemon, and only the challenger can switch. You may call out your first Pokemon!”

Winona smirked as she produced her first ball. “I call Swellow!” Sparkles filled the sky as the swallow appeared with the flap of its green wings. “I hope you don’t mind me using my all.”

“If you don’t mind the disadvantage.” Aria winked, “Go, Jynx!”

The ball released as a strange figure came out. Instead of the black color of the normal Jynx, there was a dark tan with lips that seemed less pronounced with a lighter shade of red to them. The clothing seemed to hang loosely as it swayed, sending silk-like strands of hair into the breeze. “That’s odd…” Steven glanced. “Never saw that kind.”

“It must be the climate…” Glacia, the local ice trainer, answered. “Some species evolve differently in different areas. This Jynx must be more accustomed to Hoenn’s warm climate.”

“But she can still freeze…” Aria laughed. “Powder Snow.” Following the command, the Pokemon took in a breath of air and expelled a stream of snow. “Good work.”

“Swellow!” The wind trainer called. “Use Aerial Ace!” In a flash, the bird disappeared, effectively dodging the snow.

“Go Winny!” Flannery called.

Aria sighed. “Well, time for our counter-attack.” She snapped as the umbrellas appeared by each human. “Jynx? Start the storm.”

The black-haired girl that Cynthia brought with her started to chuckle to herself as chunks of ice started to fall from the sky. With the bad weather, the flying Pokemon had no choice but to land, where the psychic was more than ready with a confusion attack to finish the job. As the bird hit the ground, the director called the move. “Swellow is unable to battle! The win goes to Jynx!”

Winona froze. Of course, that was half-fault of the hail that was coming down, but she didn’t know what to do. Due to Hoenn’s climate, there weren’t normally any ice trainers that pass by her like this, and there certainly weren’t trainers that knew her strategy as well as Aria did. For the first time, one of the supreme gym leaders of Hoenn was lost in battle.

“Miss Winona, please select a Pokemon.”

Winona had to make a choice. She had to use a Pokemon that could resist the elements and defeat an Ice type. She needed. “I have decided my next Pokemon! I choose Mew!”
Both cheerleading sections and half of the elite gasped at the thought. However, Aria simply crossed her arms. “No.”

“What?” She gasped. “The rules say I can use-”

Aria snapped, “I can’t fight against my own Pokemon for a gym match. It’s a conflict of interests.”

“But you said you’d do anything for me!”

The director barked out the ruling over the argument. “Miss Winona! If the Pokemon you’ve selected is not willing to fight, then you should select another.”

Aria knew that she had won at this point, which was a little sad. Being yelled at like that with her father just sitting there without so much as a word made her lose her concentration, and from now on she’ll be making horrible mistakes. “Jynx, just take care of her last one.” She sighed as Alteria was summoned, who of course couldn’t take wing in this weather- the poor thing’s wings were already solid. As a part of mercy, Jynx put the creature to sleep with a Lovely Kiss. She could see the poor dragon had started to charge a Solar Beam in hopes of taking Jynx out in one hit. With a sigh, she commanded her Pokemon to place a hand on the dragon’s back and raise the other in the air. “We will be stopping here for the safety of Alteria. If we continue, it will freeze solid.”

The director hopped into the arena to check the combatants as the skies started to clear. “Alteria… IS unable to battle. The match goes to Ariaver Hasaki of Blackthorn, Johto!”

Steven edged to the director. “I think we should take our leave.”

“And why would that be?” The small-standing administrator posed.

“We just saw an extreme form of insubordination.” The steel trainer answered. “This might get messy.”

With their Pokemon recalled, Aria walked up to her mistress. “That was a good fight, Winny.”

The wind trainer looked up with a glare. “You made a fool of me in front of everyone.”

“I’m sorry Winny, but I can’t fight myself. I-”

“Hate you.”

The Mew stepped back. “What?”

“In front of the Director…” She sobbed, “In front of my father… Everyone…” She clenched her fists in rage. “I HATE YOU!”

“Hey!” The Sinnoh champion rushed, moving aside the psychic. “She didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Back off… B-bitch!” The gym leader cried. “This isn’t your place!”

“I can’t stand back when a trainer is mistreating their Pokemon!”

“Cynthia!” Dragoon finally called. “This is between two Hoenn Trainers. Come with me.” He turned to the other cheerleaders, “Flannery, Gardenia, Candice, you too.”

“And what was with that cheap combo?” She complained.

“I have the fortune to plan for you alone.” The Mew announced. “And you didn’t want me to hold back, did you.”

“This was an important fight. You were supposed to fight me, not embarrass me!” She barked, “Daddy just walked away from us!”

“Well, maybe if you weren’t acting like a spoiled child…”

The trainer’s eyes glowed red. “What… did… you… just… say?”

“Shit.”

“You’re released.” Winona called. “Immediately.” With a huff, she turned and stormed into the gym.

At that moment, Aria had lost all form of rational thought. All she could do was stand there in the ever-growing puddle of her tears.

The elder trainer turned to the four girls after he decided that enough distance was traveled to keep from prying eyes. “Mew Candidate- Cynthia.” He growled. “What business did you have here today?”

“I had business with Steven for an international tournament.” She announced. “It was Steven’s idea to go and watch the match.”

“And the cheerleading uniforms?”

“Why not?”

Dragoon sighed as he continued. “You learned about the Mew incident from twenty years ago from Ariav… Doctor Hasaki, right?”

“Yes…” The blonde blinked, “What does that have to do with anything?”

“If I know my daughter, she just lost control and did something that will doom us all.” He sounded. “As one of the possible Mew, I need your help in this.”

“What should I do?” The fire trainer asked.

“Oh, I just felt that you didn’t need to watch those two fight.” The elder announced as he sketched down something on a piece of paper. “Cynthia, take your friends and go to this address. Your mission is to distract Aria as much as possible.”

Some days, Avery hated his work. This wasn’t one of those days. Carrying an unconscious Aria on his back, he kicked open the door to their place. Of course, what he didn’t expect was for there to be three chicks sitting at the table with confused looks on their faces. “What are you doing with her?” The blonde gasped.

“Well, today I got to knock out my sister so she didn’t stay out on top of the gym for the entire night.” He answered, “And mind you that me getting her in the back of the head is the best case.”

“You hit a god?”

“Arseus told me to bring back Mew, by any means.” He laughed. “That deer is always giving me orders…”

Cynthia stood up. “That ‘deer’ is the all-powerful god of creation. You shouldn’t question his orders.”

“Listen.” He leered, “I’ve completed my purpose of supplying her with a second body. Everything else I do is because I know it’s for the better good. If I want to tell that damned god to eat a bowl of dicks, I will.” Letting out a breath, he smiled. “But don’t let something like that get in the way of a good evening. Make yourselves comfortable.”
The champion quickly tossed her trenchcoat off onto a rack as she stood before the militant. “So, what are we doing with her?”

“She gets changed and tossed into bed. If you want to keep on about gods, it might be better if one of you did it.”

After a moment of deliberation, Cynthia took the Mew and brought her into the plushie-filled room. “You really are a girl, aren’t you Aria?” She smirked. “Nobody would think you just got a girl’s body.” Closing the door, she carefully propped her up as her jacket was removed. Cynthia was actually feeling more anxious as her attention turned to the next article of clothing as she removed the tee below. Noticing the slight bounce in the psychic’s breasts, the champion figured she just skipped the bra part and molded her flesh to her needs. Tossing her thoughts aside, she flicked the button on her pants open and slowly removed the last article, leaving the target in only her panties. Absent-mindedly, she trailed a finger down her sides.

“M-” The blue-haired girl cooed as she stretched out on the sensation. Still not really awake to comprehend the situation, she found the closest thing to nuzzle against.
Cynthia was in for a long night.

In the other room, the two escorts to Cynthia were playing a hand of cards with Avery. “So, how is she dealing with the loss?” The green-clad trainer posed.

The militant laughed to himself. “Well, Gardenia, she’ll be out of it until morning.”

“You hit that hard?” Candice, the third player, blinked.

“Nope.” He shook. “I used a good serum to put her into a dreamlike state. She’ll be having a good time tonight.”

“You do understand that’s a sin, right?” The ice trainer countered. “You’ll get the punishment of Arseus for this.”

Avery couldn’t contain his outburst. He laughed to the point that he fell back onto the floor with a loud thud. Getting back up, he gave a proper response. “Who do you think gave me the stuff?”

The two girls stared blankly at the announcement. “What are you?”