<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/1/11/VSBrock.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Brock<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Douglasberg Casino<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elly, Draven, Marco<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokémon:</strong>Onix<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Brock felt bad for not immediately recognizing who Marco was, though he had trained with a great number of trainers at his Gym over the years (and had an even more gargantuan number of challengers in that time), so things tended to get filed away in his head a lot of the time. He started to get a better idea of who he was speaking to when Marcus started talking about his mother working at the museum, since that narrowed the list down to the children of female museum workers, but Marco hit the nail right on the head by sending Topaz out. Brock didn't see all that many Larvitar coming through his town, and had never even owned one himself, so as soon as he saw those familiar markings he knew exactly who he was talking to.<br/><br/>The normally stern and serious Gym Leader broke into a soft smile as the Larvitar came over and started tapping his feet, kneeling down and starting to pat her around the little horn on her head. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a large container and popped it open to the smell of his own homemade pokémon food, the smell of which would be enough to make even a human's mouth water. He was best known for being a trainer, but anyone who knew anything about Brock also knew he was a fantastic cook. To this day, he still held dinners for the whole town at least twice a month, preparing meals not just for the people, but for every pokémon as well. Even wild pokémon from Viridian Forest would stop by, and he'd always bring a few plates out for them.<br/><br/>Reaching into the box, he withdrew a ball of delicious pokémon food and handed it to Topaz, waiting there on his knee as he looked back up to Marco in case she wanted to be spoiled with more. "It's been a while, Marco. Looks like you've come a long way from home," Brock commented with pride, smiling up as he thought back on the young man he had trained back when he himself had only been one of the weakest Gym Leaders in the Indigo League. Then, like when he had gotten serious during the match, his smile suddenly fell away into a stern glare, his voice becoming hard and sharp like a football coach. "You're only just now becoming a Gym Leader, though after all of these years? And why haven't you evolved Topaz yet? You can't expect her to fight to her full ability if she doesn't grow some more!"<br/><br/>Nothing changed; even though Marco was becoming a Gym Leader himself, Brock would always push him to do even better.<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://oi49.tinypic.com/4kten9.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>? ? ?<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Seastorm Ferry, Above Deck<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rae Ann, Elektra<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokémon:</strong>Chimchar, Tarift (+1)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"WOOBBBPPFFEEEET!" the sleeping Psychic-type cried out as Nami's Water Gun caught it straight in the face, not only waking it up and preventing it from countering, but causing it to nearly drown in the middle of its own cry. It barely had time to become alert before Sparkles' Thundershock caught up with the other attack, making the Wobbuffet stammer out its own name as the electricity was amplified by the water and coursed through its entire blue body, little sparks flying enough, but not really going far enough to hurt Nami or anything.<br/><br/>When it was over, the Wobbuffet looked a little bit blackened and stood there perfectly still, a little smoke even rising off of its balloon-like shape. The security team watched cautiously, quite sure that its total silence meant that it had fainted and was just balanced in a standing position, but the blond trainer just nodded down to his Chimchar and waited. After at least ten seconds of inactivity, a small ball of light formed in front of the Wobbuffet's face and, in a split-second, flew forward in a thin beam toward the unprotected blue Pichu. Thankfully, Chimchar was swift as it flung itself in front of the other pokémon and threw up a green Protect barrier between the attack and the target.<br/><br/>The thin beam struck the barrier, which held out for a few moments before it broke through and struck Chimchar in the chest. With a yelped "CHAR!," the little chimp flew back across the deck, where his trainer jumped over and caught him before he could land on the rough, sea-soaked deck. Seeing that Chimchar was bruised and too weakened to continue fighting (again), he frowned and withdrew it into the pokéball, nodding to the two Gym Leaders. "One more hit ought to do it, then you can get in there. I'll get to work healing these guards' pokémon and join you as soon as I can."<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k103/fiatdragon/Pokemon/steelix.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Exeter<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Old Douglasberg, Walkway<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hibana, Dr. Pierce<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokémon:</strong>N/A<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Steelix expected its attack to collide against the Hitmonlee with no issue and possibly remove it as a threat, but instead, its eyes widened as the Bagon came out of nowhere and clamped down on the hard iron of its tail, not doing any serious damage, but halting its attack well enough. Before it could even move to free itself, however, the Vibrava flew in with a Rock Slide that, while not doing much against a Steel-type, was still kind of a pain as the boulders slammed down on its cranium one after another. For all of the attacks that had landed, though, the Steelix didn't seem any closer to going down; wherever it had come from, it was very powerful. Too powerful to just be a wild pokémon.<br/><br/>Since Hitmonlee was just moving to Meditate for now, the Steelix targeted Vibrava next as its biggest threat. Its massive teeth become encased in a layer of sharp, glimmering ice and it launched upward to sink its Ice Fang into the enemy, an attack that would utterly devastate a Ground/Dragon type if it managed to land.<br/><br/>On the opposite building from where the battle was taking place, the sound of heavy, metallic steps slowly resonated across the roof as a Metagross slowly walked to the edge and watched the battle with apparent great interest, though it didn't move to interfere with the match or attack anyone involved. It seemed strange for such a rare and powerful pokémon (especially a non-Dark type) to be wandering around down here, but could it really be another trained pokémon if it wasn't attacking?<br/><br/>(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/0/05/376Metagross.png)