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New & Improved Battle Royale	By : Chloboshoka Category: Pokemon > Crossovers Views: 1274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade, battle royale or pokemon or any of these characters. This story was written for entertainment purposes only and not made for profit.

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"I miss being with my Ratatta," said Joey. He was the youngest on the island and possibly the most annoying. All he ever did was go on about his beloved purple rat. "Oh how I could win so easily if I had Ratatta with me." Joey jumped up on the table and waited for his breakfast. Wally, who's green hair shined in the sun was cooking something delicious. Or so he hoped.

Wally knew what weapon's everybody had: Wes had a sword; Lucas traditional round black bombs; Joey had a machine gun; Todd had a metal bat and Ritchie had a dagger. Wally's weapon was nothing: all he had was a tub of white powder. By the looks of it, he thought it was salt and he had no intention of killing anybody in the room.

"It's only salt," Wally thought to himself. "This might be the last meal of my life so I have to make sure everybody enjoys it." He tipped what was left in the food and stired it up well.

"How's the dinner getting along?" asked Ritchie. In Wally's opinion he was the most nicest of the group. He was the one that grouped him, Wes, Lucas, Joey and Todd together. Wally was nervous because he barely knew any of them, they we meant to kill each other but Ritchie remained peaceful. "I hope it's good."

"The dinner is fine," Wally replied. "My parents taught me this recipe."

"What's wrong Brendan?" Ritchie asked. He looked over at Brendan who covered his face only showing his white hair. "Come on don't cry. Miracles can happen, I'm sure we'll be reunited with our pokemon soon."

"It would be pretty nice to have you're pokemon with you in your dying hours," Brendan sobbed. "This is the first time I've cried in a while, so sorry if I seem dumb. It's so shocking to know that I'll never see them again. I'll be praying for them every day until my last."

"You're doing fine," Ritchie said. "It's the only thing we can really do for our pokemon: keep praying."

Wes remained silent throughout. Wally knew that nobody apart from Ritchie had any faith in him. He had a feeling he wasn't going to have anything to eat or drink either. Last night Wally had put some of the salt in the coke. Everyone was going to have some coke, but Ritchie insisted we should wait until the food was ready.

It would be a good prank. He had to make the last few days of his life as fun as possible. He was thankful to be in good company right now. Even though they had hardly knew each other, they were like brothers.

"I think the dinner is ready," Wally announced. The meat sizzled and the pasta was soft and flexible. He brought out six bowls as Ritchie brought out six cups and the huge bottle of coke. "Thanks for the help Ritchie."

"No problem," Ritchie stated with a smile on his face. "Come one Wes, food's ready!"

No response.

"Should I check up on him?" asked Ritchie.

"Wait till later," gasped Lucas.

"Are you sure?"

"He'll come when he wants it," Lucas said.

"I'll pour the coke," said Ritchie. "You guys can consider this the last supper."

"Well," Wally started as he began to stutter. "I hope you all enjoy your dinner. I hope we get to stick along as closely as we can."

Ritchie held his coke in the air and shouted, "to a good life."

Wally watched as everyone started to drink their coke. He was hoping everyone would spit it out so he could get a bit of a laugh. Ritchie and Joey seemed like they were having a drinking race. They gulped it without a care in the world. That was strange, Wally though. Everybody seemed to enjoy the taste of coke and salt. Either no one noticed the salt or their taste buds were weird.

"Anyone want a drinking race?" Ritchie giggled. "My nose feels a bit funny but so what."

He belched with Joey leaving everyone to laugh. Wally didn't touch his food yet, he was nervous. He wanted to see what others thought of his food first before he tucked in. Suddenly Lucas' eyes lit up. He shot up onto the table and held a bomb in his hand.

"YOU GUYS MAKE ME SICK!" Lucas roared. "I'll light this bomb, I'll light this bomb I swear!"

"Can you please stop joking around?" requested Todd. "I'm trying to eat this wonderful meal."

Brendan, Ritchie and Joey began to pig out and gulf down the coke. They were going head to head in a food and drink race. Lucas screeched and kicked the plates and cups about. Glass explodes and the wooden floors were stained. It was only now that Wally realised that the powder could not have been salt at all. Wally's stomach growled, then jumped. His lips became a slipping tragedy and there was nothing he could say.

"I've had enough of you pigs!" Lucas roared. "I killed Wes and I'm not afraid to kill any of you now." Lucas croaked and held his neck. "My my f-f-fire..."

"Lucas..." Ritchie croaked.

Wally jumped out of the chair and slipped onto the floor. He crawled under the table and covered is ears. He had just poisoned strangers who could have became his friends. Wally could hear the music of death in their chokes and vomit. he tried to outcry them so he couldn't hear but it was too much. It wasn't his fault, he swore to himself - he didn't know it was poison he thought it was salt. He stopped screaming and then stood in silence.

Not long this place would be a danger zone and he knew it was time to die. Wally decided to spend his final hours praying.

"Wait!" Wally roared to himself. "I'm not a coward, I'm really sorry guys I genuinely didn't mean to kill you. But I have to use these weapons of yours and fight in your memory. I cannot give up! I'M NOT A QUITTER!" Wally scurried collecting all the weapons, food and items he thought he would need. "I'm going to find May and stick with her. Rest in peace Joey, Wes, Brendan, Todd and Ritchie."

Boy 3 Ritchie, Boy 6 Joey, Boy 10 Wes, Boy 15 Brendan, Boy 20 Todd

9 Boys left & 15 girls left

"You guys have been doing very well so far," Simon announced. "I'm impressed. We've only got three girls alive and ten of you alive. May, Cynthia and Duplica you three are true survivors, but which one of you will still be breathing? Everyone is expecting Cynthia and Paul to be the champions because they've killed the most people. Another dark-horse in the game is Wally who cooked some marvolous posion. On second thoughts... he's just jumped into the waterfall avoiding Gary's attacks and is going to drown into a danger zone. Tough luck Wally. So that leaves just the eight of you. You should all say your prayers, you don't know who will drop dead."

"This is scary," May whispered, she shivered in shock everytime she heard his voice.

"And now for the list of everyone who is dead so far. I'll start with the ladies; Jessie, Cassidy, Misty, Zoey, Dawn, Marina, Soledad, Molly, Casey, Alita, Hun, Rui, Michelle, Suzy, Lucy, Wiona, Roxanne and Domino. For the boys; Drew, Brock, Harley, Kenny, Tracey, Lance, Jimmy, Joey, Lucas, Wally, Ritchie, Wes, Todd, James, Wallace and Ethan. The danger zones are A5, C3, B5 and A1. Keep tuned for midday today."

"Gary's still alive!" Ash cried out. "If we can see him, maybe he'll help us out."

"Are you sure?" May asked. "He could kill us!"

"He won't!"

"How can you be so sure?"

"I just know," Ash replied.

"How can you just know?"

"I'd listen to the girl if I were you."

"What are you doing here Kai?" Ash growled looking at Kai.

"Same as you," Kai hissed. "Trying to survive."

"Ash, we better run."

"Yeah," Kai hissed again. "Run before I shoot your faces."

"No guys stay!" Tyson called Ash and May back as soon as they turned around. "You guys look hungry."

"Yeah, we kinda are," May replied.

"I'm heating up some hot dogs if you want any."

"Okay," Ash said.

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At the dawn of day, Gary Oak rose to his feet. It was the first time he been truly by himself in a long time. His feet splashed by the vicious, but beautiful sea. He didn't want to move just yet. He just needed some time to stare at the sea just one more time. Gary knew he was going to die and he didn't mind at all. He knew he was going to live a short life, he had to much to do and achieve. At least he had made the most of it.

All thoughts about his troubles before coming to the island had melted away. His brown hair danced with the wind as he felt the summer breeze on his skin. It would have been a shame to waste it. He had not killed anybody, he didn't want to and didn't need to. The cocky boy he once was grew up to be a wise and peaceful young man who just did what he felt like doing.

He heard screams. It sounded like it was coming from a girl. He turned around to see a girl in green hair. She held onto her waist. As she got closer Gary could see a handle of a knife sticking out of her. She fell on the sand and rolled over to Gary. When she banged against Gary's legs and he helped her up.

He knew exactly who she us. She was Duplica who had Ditto by her site with her at all times. But today it looks like she will never see her again. She was alive, but Gary didn't know for how long. Maybe hours, minutes or even seconds.

"Duplica are you all right?" Gary asked.

"I'm fine."

"I'll get my first aid kit out," Gary said in a heartbeat.

"No!" She objected and held her arm. "I know it will be a waste of time."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," Duplica replied. "I'm glad I've found you."

"Me too," said Gary without a clue on what to say. "Who did that to you?" he asked in curiosity.

"Paul caught me and Cynthia stabbed me and left me for dead."

"That sounds crazy," Gary said.

Duplica and Gary fell flat on the floor next to each other. While the pair of them looked at the sun for what could be the last time they would spend under the sun. Duplica got up with difficulty. She still held the knife as her hands crept into Gary's bag. "Can you do me a favor?" she asked sincerely.

"Sure."

She held the knife out of her waist and Gary's dagger in the other. "Die with me," she requested in such a ghostly, morbid yet sweet tone. She stabbed both weapons into Gary's chest and he did nothing to stop it. She stabbed Gary again as he closed his eyes and gave a gentle submission. She pulled the daggers out and stabbed herself in the stomach and collapsed to the ground. All Gary and Duplica had was each other and the beach to comfort them. Duplica's final words were: "Sorry for making you die with me."

"Well at least I won't die lonely," Gary said.

They smiled to each other, closed thier eyes and passed away.

Boy 1 Gary, Girl 20 Duplica

4 boys left, 2 girls left.

"These two boys would make an excellent edition to my team," Giovanni announced. "They will improve Team Rocket for sure. You made the right decision dragging them into Battle Royale."

"So what are you going to do about the deceased trainer's pokemon?" Simon asked.

"They will all be split between the winners," Giovanni announced. "And there will be an open invitation to join Team Rocket in our plan to conquer the world. We are already collaborating with Team Galatic."

"Sounds very ambitious," Simon thought. "But what if the winners refuse to join your team?"

"It would be a shame, but there will be no hard feelings. We'll just keep the pokemon to ourselves."

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Ash, May, Tyson and Kai were in the little hut near the beach. May didn't want to look out of the window because she could see Zoey and Dawn's corpses floating towards the shore. It made her want to cry, something inside her was telling her not to cry, so she didn't look out the window. She crouched down next to Ash.

Tyson and Kai laid ack on the double bed. They were relaxed as if they were on a holiday. The four of them where waiting for an announcement.

"It's midday," Simon announced through the microphone. "The killing has been slow. Boy 1 and Girl 20 have been eliminated. Gary and Duplica are dead which means there's only six of you left. It really does get intense. There's only two girls left and four boys to fight over who is the survivor. The danger zones remain the same as last time so avoid them unless you want to die."

"Since we might not be seeing each other again," Tyson admitted. "We can at least get to know each other for a bit. So what's you're names?"

"I'm Ash."

"I'm May."

"I think you're wasting your time trying to talk to these losers," Kai told Tyson. Kai faced the wall pretended to doze off. "We should have killed them a long time ago. In fact, coming to this island is starting to become a waste of time."

"Then why are you here anyway?" May asked.

"Ask Tyson," Kai muttered. "He's the one who's knows what we're doing here but won't tell us."

"I'd have to kill you if I told you," Tyson said. "Right now it's better left unsaid."

"Okay," May said. "Not exactly what we wanted to hear, but this isn't where we want to be."

"Ash and May, I'm sorry you're losing your friends like this," Tyson said. "It's a terrible way to loose all your precious friends. It just reminds me what it could have been like last year."

Ash jumped up. "Last year? You mean... You where here before?"

Tyson nodded and then asked, "do you have any idea why they confiscated all your pokemon?"

"To make sure we can't escape..." said May.

"Exactly," Kai announced. "Last year this island was filled with beybladers. Nobody wanted to kill anybody. We all worked together to break the system and used our blades to destroy the systems. We all sailed back to our homes. Some of us were harmed, but nobody died."

"Beyblading has been less popular as of now," Tyson said. "Battle Royale Press tried to ruined our reputations. Beyblading has been banned at the moment and they said if we could find a way out, we could uplift the ban."

"Does that mean you're gonna kill us now?" May asked. Goosepumps crawling around her skin. She tugged onto Ash and held onto his chest.

"Nah," Tyson replied. "You guys are all right. I want you guys to win."

"Thanks," May said. "So did you kill anybody in this game?" Kai and Tyson had both nodded. "I have too," May confessed.

"I'm the only survivor who hasn't killed anybody," Ash stated. "I'm pretty lucky to be alive and to have May with me. Once we get out, we're going to be reunited with all our pokemon. I think I'll work harder this time."

"Who did you kill May?" Kai asked. "You know all thier names, and we kinda know what they look like."

"I killed Soledad," May told them. "She had just killed Harley and she went out to attack me so I stabbed her leg and left her for dead."

"Is this the knife you killed her with?" Kai asked. He stood up, reaching for his bag he picked up the knife that exactly like the one that she used to stab Soledad.

"Yeah."

"You didn't kill her then," Kai confirmed. "She was still alive when you left her." He put the knife back into his bag and laid back down again. "I'm surprised Tyson murdered someone before me."

"If wasn't murder it was self-defense!" Tyson insisted.

"You also made them girls jump of the cliff they were that scared of you," Kai hissed at Tyson.

"They were going to jump off anyway," Tyson said. "The ginger one said I love you really loudly. Remember you killed that black guy?"

"You helped me."

"FUCK YOU!" May screamed. "That was Brock. He was a friend of mine," May sulked. "He's a friend of Ash too! We used to travel and go shopping together."

"I think I'm going to regret asking this but how did you kill him?" Ash asked. He gulped, closed his eyes and hugged May again.

"Brock was chasing me. He had a feeling that Tyson and I were Simon's agents and faking our love. So I chased him and shot him. That damn nigger had bullet proof vest. So Tyson head-locked him and I shot him in the head."

The truth only made May cry even more and even Ash joined in.

"How are we suppose to trust you?" Ash whimpered.

"You don't have to," Kai said.

"Kai!" Tyson rolled Kai forward and said, "I know we've only known Ash and May for a only a day but we have to trust them. We gotta make sure they win. We need to help them defeat that Paul and Cynthia."

"Like I care about Paul and Cynthia," Kai muttered and rolled back to the wall.

"Please," Tyson begged. "We all have to work together. Tomorrow Paul and Cynthia are going to give us a face off. Come on Kai we gotta kick their killing asses."

As if a bomb had just exploded, a window shattered with a spear crashing through the hut. Ash and May screamed and rolled over to Tyson and Kai.

"Looks like it's today," Kai announced. "Let's get outta here and fight."

"Do we have to?" Ask asked.

"If you want to get out alive you better get out and FIGHT! HURRY BEFORE HE THROWS THE GRENADE!"

Interlude

This is not a game. This is a glorified killing spree. Nothing good can can out of this. Ash and I have both lost friends, we've almost gained two new friends. But can I trust Tyson and Kai, even though they've killed Brock?

Battle Royale has made me realise how much I really love Ash. I am not gonna win this game without a fight and I am not going to win it without Ash. I had a dream. Misty was in it, she asked me to look after Ash. I can't let you down Misty! I will look out for him!

What drives another person to kill? Instinct? Fear? Stress? Paranoia?

I don't wanna kill, but Kai says I have to?

The only person I trust on this island now is Ash.

Tyson and Kai had gone to the final battle without Ash and May. The young men had left the pair of them asleep in a tree house. The fight was too much for them. They didn't know what happened in the final battle, but from the looks of it, it seemed as if Ash and May had won the so called contest. May didn't know weather she was gutted or relieved. The blood shed was finally over, but she had lost many of her friends during Battle Royale.

Arceus tumbled down from the violent mist. His eyes glowed white and with it's mouth he unleashed a pure white aura restoring the island to the peaceful world it once was. The victimns who fell from Battle Royale had come back to life and Arceus vanished never to be seen again. It turned out that Mr. Simon was Tyson's older brother the whole time. He was a spy for the police and led Giovanni to his arrest.

Everybody returned to their respective regions, some were wiser. Some were not, but it was the least of May's thoughts. She was grateful that Arceus came to help them when he was needed the most. It made her appreciate her life more than she did before being thrown into the Battle Royale Program.
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