May the Games Begin... [Eira, Marcus, Z, Zandrophin][CLOSED]

Z was a bit nervous now that the rules were announced, but he simply made some adjustments to his plan and whispered them to Axew.
"Xew, Ax Axew?"
Z nodded, "I'm sure, trust me."
"Axew." said Axew with a shrug.

Eira took a deep breath to settle herself before she headed out onto the stage. She nervously bowed to the audience and then to Akane, hesitating to look at all of the people that had come to watch.

"Spheal!" Spheal called to her as it rolled away from her to be at the very front of the stage. Eira looked at how confident and happy Spheal looked and began to smile at her partner. It didn't matter who was there to watch them perform so long as the two of them worked together as they always did and had fun doing so.

"Alright Spheal, get this started with your Ice ball!" Eira called to her partner, a new found confidence filling her. Spheal stopped rolling and began to charge up his attack. The ice glittered softly as it began to build up in front of Spheal, slowly growing even larger than Spheal himself. Once it was as large as Spheal could handle it, the young Pokemon released the large, glittering ball of ice into the air, letting it sparkle more and more as it passed through patches of light. Eira looked up at the Ice ball and couldn't help but to be stunned by how beautiful the ball of ice seemed to be.

"Spheal spheal!" her partner called to her, snapping her out of her daze and back into the competition. The ball of ice was already at the top of its trajectory and was about to begin its descent back down to the field.

"Use Aurora Beam!" Eira quickly instructed her partner. A rainbow colored beam shot from Spheal's mouth and hit the ball of ice with a crackling sound. For a few seconds, the shimmering rainbow of the aurora was reflected off of the ball of ice and all around the hall, casting the audience in its shimmering glow. The light faded after a few seconds with a resounding crack as the ball of ice shattered and small, glittering shards of ice began to fall all over the field. Eira was so shocked at how well the performance went that she couldn't stop staring at the shimmering ice that was cascading down around her, let alone bow to the audience, though Spheal seemed to be enjoying himself as he rolled around in the falling ice.

"Beautiful usage of the colorful mosaics in the ceiling to reflect upon your ice shards, then making them even more explosive bursts of color with that aurora beam and shattering them all over the stage and small remaining flakes flying over the audience. I see many of them licking the falling particles as we speak."

Several giggles from the crowd up front.

"Beautiful routine, beautiful trainer, beautiful pokemon. Just as I expected. Excellent usage of your pokemon's moves. By the way, an impressive ice ball from such a small pokemon." She smiled politely.

"I expect great things from you in part-two." Her score was a high one. Would be tough to beat, and a great way to get the audience interested in the contest. "Are you sure you're not professional?" The red lady's loud laugh echoed in the Hall as it fell silent when she laughed.

The Red Lady's laughter broke Zandrophin and Mentus from their meditation. It sent a chill up their spines.
Something is definitely up, Mentus...try to see what you can do with the judge.
Sir...how could you suggest such an underhanded method...I'm appalled!
Zandrophin looked doubtingly at Mentus.
Yes...I tried.....nothing. She's got some serious barriers, Sir.
Ah, well...I guess you can't dig into everyone's heads. Let's see what the next contestant does.

-sigh- "Wow...I hope ours goes that well. She really is an odd one." Marcus sat staring at Eira for a few seconds before she started walking back. "Alright, let's go and give our best." Marcus started walking out to the dummies, but when they got there, Sofa looked bored and like he wanted to sleep.

"No...Dude, you have to try your best." Sofa responded by yawning right in Marcus' face. Fighting through his own yawn, Marcus persisted, "I.....ahhhh....don't care how tired you are. Did you see how well they just did? Do you really want to lose? To a Spheal? A little baby Spheal?" Sofa scratched his head and yawned again, "Slakoth slak..."

Let's hope all this planning worked...
"Oh...I get it. You just realize that you'd lose even if you tried, so it's less insulting if you just half-ass it, huh?"

Slakoth's eyes narrowed, "Slakoth! Slak Slakoth slak! Slak sla slakoth!"

"Then prove it! You're smart, you know how to adjust to these dummies. Show me you're not afraid of losing and beat them!"

Slakoth stormed off with passion he's never shown but to a select few. He stood in the middle of the hall as Marcus set up 5 dummies all around him equally apart, his eyes on fire.

Making sure to stand very far from his Pokemon, Marcus got ready, his heart racing:
"Alright, Sofa! Get ready!" Sofa nodded and promptly...fell onto the ground like he'd been for the past hour, his body perpendicular to the queen. The sound of awkward surprise from the audience traveled around the hall. He closed his eyes and waited, not tired in the least.

"GO! Mega Kick!" Sofa's eyes suddenly opened wide as he brought his leg back, and then brought it crashing down onto the ground. A loud shock wave of sound shot through the hall as Sofa...was launched into the air! He traveled up and up, 25 feet at least in his starfish position. When he reached the apex of his assent, he suddenly adjusted his body.

"Now, Show them what you can do! Aerial Ace!" Sofa turned face-down with one claw pointing to the ground as he started to descend. A clear aura developed from his claw as he brought his other arm out to his side.


As he started to fall faster, Sofa's body began to rotate, creating a spiral of swirling light as he approached the ground. "NOW!" Suddenly the trail of aura scattered in a grand release and shot out in all directions, knocking all of the dummies halfway across the hall. As the aura subsided, Sofa was left right where he started, laying on his stomach with his eyes closed.

The second performance was under way; more notes to be taken.
Is that piece of carpeting his Pokemon, Mentus?
Yes, Sir...a Slakoth. I know very little else...I cannot seem to read anything from it...it's rather vacant.
Well, it made quite the racket....I envy your ability to focus.
Sir, all do respect, you are only human.
The competition was beginning to slide away from Zandrophin. He'd figured as much, but he would not be deterred.
Now...to wait for the judging.

Eira couldn't help but to agree with Akane's assessment of the performance. She was quite amazed by what the little Slakoth could do and was worried about having to go up against him. Eira held Spheal tighter to her in her worry. "They are going to win this. There's just no way we will top them in the next round."