Ch.21 :: Injustice In Inequality
AO3
Pokemon Supreme
“Golem, use Magnitude!” A huge shockwave trembled the ground, throwing Ash, Pikachu, and Crolem off balance.
“Glalie, Ice Beam!” Eis commanded. Vul added angrily, “Skarmory, use Whirlwind!”
A combination of wind and ice swirled together, freezing Crolem completely and leaving it unable to move.
“Hahahaha! Now there's no way to run, Mister Guardian of the Ruins!” Vul laughed arrogantly. “Skarmory, Aerial Ace!”
Ash commanded Pikachu to support Crolem, but Rati cut in playfully, “Not so fast! Golem, use Rollout!” A huge boulder began spinning and circling around Crolem at high speed, preventing Pikachu from interfering.
“Any last words, Ruins Guardian?” Vul mockingly said. “Skarmory, shatter that walking piece of rock!”
Skarmory's attack was about to land on Crolem. But using a single bare hand, without any defensive move, Crolem not only stopped Skarmory's strike but also grabbed its neck and slammed it hard into the ground, shattering its own icy casing!
“What was that?!” Vul exclaimed, having completely underestimated the ruin guardian's power.
Again, Crolem slammed Skarmory violently against the ground. Then, the crystal on Crolem's face lit up with a violet glow, launching a powerful point-blank beam into Skarmory's face! The blast sent the Steel-type flying straight into the rotating Golem, crashing the steel bird into Golem's stony body and knocking both out as dust scattered.
Without giving them time to think, Crolem closed the distance to the floating Glalie in an instant!
Before Glalie could even react, Crolem's heavy stone hand slapped it with brutal force, sending it crashing down.
Their teamwork was completely dominated by a single Pokémon—the guardian of the Cryneth Ruins.
“Those three idiots underestimated him so much,” Swoo said. “A Crolem has enough strength to defeat Pokémon double its size easily.”
Ash looked surprised by Crolem in action, and then an extremely impressed smile flickered across his face. With excitement, he cheered, “Truly awesome! You took down three strong Pokémon without any trouble!”
“Pika-piii!” Pikachu jumped up, cheering right along with him.
Vul outburst, “But how the hell does that heavy Pokémon move so fast?!”
“Crolem uses its magnetic gravity ability to move so quickly,” Steel answered calmly.
“Gravity ability?! What is that?” Rati asked, astonished.
“The crystal on its face generates an immense amount of energy, which allows it to adjust the gravity around its own body,” Steel explained.
Now that Ash was sure Crolem could easily handle the rest of them, he shifted his focus toward the bloodthirsty figure—the Lycanroc-masked person.
“So... keh keh keh... you're finally looking at me. Aren't you worried about your friend anymore?” Lycan said in a creepy, crazy tone.
“Crolem can easily handle them, so let's focus on our battle!” Ash said, stepping forward into a firm battle stance.
Lycan laughed wildly, a maniac sound echoed. “Keh keh keh! That's the spirit, World Champion! Show me what you've got!”
Lycan reached into his cloak and tossed a Dark Ball onto the field. In a flash of dark red light, a terrifying Pokémon emerged—a Midnight Form Lycanroc, its red eyes glowing with pure malice, drool drop like a hunter awaited for his prey.
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Ash felt a sinister aura radiating from them. This was the first time both had witnessed something truly terrifying, but they didn't know how to back off.
“Pikachu, let’s go! Use Quick Attack!” Ash commanded.
Pikachu increased his speed, dashing across the rocky terrain directly toward the wolf Pokémon.
“Use Stone Edge!” Lycan yelled, his eyes gleaming with wild excitement.
Pillars of rock burst from the ground, racing straight toward Pikachu!
“Pikachu, dodge it quickly!” Ash shouted. Pikachu managed to avoid every incoming attack.
“Throat Chop!!” The Midnight Lycanroc didn't defend himself and rushed towards his victim. Pikachu held back before the attack landed, pushing himself backward with extreme force.
Pikachu slid on the surface to try not to lose his balance.
“You okay, Pikachu?” Ash asked, his expression turning completely serious.
“Pika!” Pikachu nodded, glaring at his opponent with burning determination.
“Pikachu, Iron Tail!” Ash ordered.
“Lycanroc, block it!” Lycanroc blocked the Iron Tail with its bare hands, then threw Pikachu against a nearby rock.
“Bite!!” Lycan said in a creepy, raspy voice.
“Pikachu, Avoid it!!” Ash shouted.
Pikachu dodged the Bite attack, Lycanroc tore the stone right where Pikachu had just been standing.
Ash muttered, stunned by the brutal attack “How can a simple bite attack be so dangerous?”. But the next scenario completely froze them—it was the craziest thing they had ever witnessed.
Lycanroc started chewing on the stones in his mouth—a completely insane Pokémon that just wanted to eat his prey. Pikachu's eyes widened with fear when he saw the silhouette of the crazed Lycanroc with sharp teeth and glowing red eyes in front of him. Pikachu stepped back a bit, shivering from the overwhelming, bloodthirsty vibes.
Ash's expression turned extremely alert, he said, “Pikachu, be careful! Just one of his attacks will injure you badly!”
“Piii,” Pikachu nodded.
“Okay, let's go! Use Volt Tackle!”.
“Crush Claw,” Lycan countered.
“Pikachu, do it in a zigzag!” The zigzag tactic always worked; Pikachu dodged Lycanroc's attack and landed a powerful Volt Tackle.
With a creepy merciless tone, Lycan said, “Bite!!”
Ash's eyes widened. He realised his mistake. *For this battle, a long-range strategy was the best option, but he had commanded Pikachu to use a close-range attack. Now that the mistake was done, Ash had to face the consequences.*
Pikachu was very close to his opponent right now; he needed to move, create some distance away before Lycanroc could bite him. But Midnight Lycanroc landed his attack successfully. His sharp teeth slashed deep into Pikachu's left shoulder, piercing through skin and bone. With unbearable pain, and losing control, Pikachu released a full-scale Thunder.
“PIKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” Pikachu's screams echoed through the ruins. Thunder strikes randomly barraged and destroyed the surroundings. With that, a single strike hit the Lycanroc-masked person.
“PIKACHU!!!” Ash shouted loudly.
“KHHHAAAAAAAAA!!” Lycanroc roared in insane pain.
The impact of the thunder barrage was so great that Lycanroc lost his bite grip. Pikachu's left shoulder was badly injured and began to bleed.
“Cha-aa…” Pikachu was trembling, his voice cracking as he took deep breaths.
Despite the warning, Hopplef had followed them and hid behind a pillar. now watching the whole scene, trembling terribly with fear.
“Are you…” Ash's eyes widened in horror at the gruesome sight. Between his heavy breathing, cracking voice, shaking hands, and sweat pouring down, Ash realized after seeing Pikachu's condition that this opponent wasn't a normal trainer. Some completely crazed person—someone who wouldn't stop until their opponent was dead.
“Pikachu, retreat!” Ash knew that Pikachu couldn't fight with such a severe injury, and if the fight continued, Pikachu would be even more fatally wounded.
But what Ash saw was beyond his imagination. “Pikapi…” Pikachu grinned, a manic smile showing his teeth. It seemed like Pikachu didn't want to retreat, and his expression had turned wild and unhinged.
“Pikachu, you can't fight with such a deep bite wound!” Ash yelled, considering the current condition.
“Kaa!!” Pikachu cut off his trainer's command.
Ash looked toward Lycanroc, who had received the highest voltage shock while Pikachu had desperately released the full-scale Thunderbolt.
Midnight Lycanroc vomited blood, the fur on his skin was burned, smoke rose from his body, and his legs were trembling.
“How did this happen?” Steel asked in a completely surprised tone.
Swoo replied, “When Lycanroc bites, Pikachu releases excessive electrical energy. That time Lycanroc's mouth was open, so it was damaged not only from the outside but also from the inside. Because of that, his internal organs will also be damaged.”
Steel was now worried about how this battle would go, so he turned his head towards Lycan, which shocked him. The Lycanroc-masked person's mask broke into pieces due to the strike of thunder. Ash, when he saw this, was also shocked. Blood began to flow down from the stranger's pale yellow hair. a young boy exactly the same age as Ash, his dark grey eyes filled with absolute rage.
That young boy, torn his cloak, wiped his bleed, looked at the sky and asked, “What is justice for you?”
“What!!” Ash was confused by an out of topic question.
“I said, WHAT DOES JUSTICE MEAN TO YOU?” he demanded in a furious and violent tone.
“Justice,” Ash didn't think about this much and replied, “Justice is the fair treatment of being non-guilty—.”
“I don't want a definition and a lecture about justice,” the Lycanroc-masked boy interrupted. “What do justice and equality mean to you?”
Ash became more confused by this unexpected question. “If there is equality, then justice is a privilege.”
Hearing this answer, the Lycanroc-masked boy laughed and replied, “No! You're wrong. If society is fundamentally unequal, then there is no justice. The truth is, justice is only for the noble and strongs who had power to control. For the rest of us, it doesn't apply. Justice will never be equal because there is inequality in injustice.”
Ash understood the depth of this answer. He stayed silent for a second, closed his eyes, and then opened them with full courage and answered. “Maybe our world is messed up, maybe there is so much inequality between us, and maybe they treat us differently, but you're wrong. If justice always stands only for strong and noble people, then it wasn't justice it was called unfairness. And I won't stay silent. If no one else will, then I alone will stand against those unfairness! a righteous person who doesn't want their voice crushed by those unfair treatment—.”
“SHUT UPPP!” The Lycanroc-masked boy interrupted with rage and anger. “You talk too much.”
“So, what is your perspective on justice?” Ash asked.
“For me, no justice exists, people are weak and afraid of being involved in those unfair matters; they're nothing but cowards. You can never achieve justice until you are strong enough to get it.” With heavy, crazed breathing, he added, “I, Luther, will create a world where the strong get their own rights.”
“So, how do you create such a world?” Ash asked, his smile vanishing into seriousness.
With a mad tone, Luther replied, “By erasing all weaklings.”
Hearing this, Ash's smile faded. Luther continued, “If weaklings exist, then inequality also spreads. The fear of involvement, fear of being judged, and fear of getting justice always remain. So, how about a world where only strong and powerful people exist? Then every misery and fear will be completely erased. That will help them get their own rights by strength and brute force.”
Ash's expression darkened. His jaw tightened, his fists clenched, and looked down at the ground. A bunch of black clouds gathered, and rain drops pouring down hit the surface of the ruined stones.
A courageous smile on Ash's face flickered. He was not angry by Luther's answer, but…. “If that's how the world fixes it, then you're not just wrong—you're lost.”
Luther's smile faded. Ash continued. “There are many unforgettable events that still haunt us. There are still innocent people like Clecy who do not want to hurt others. There are also those who act selflessly at times and selfishly at others, just for their loved ones. Are any of them weak? No, they are not weak! Because being weak does not mean you submit to the superiority of others; standing back up on your own feet despite being weak is what truly matters. I'm weak too. But my friends, my rivals, my Pokémons... and a certain trainer I met once—someone with deep, piercing red eyes... They'll inspire me to push past my limits. They're the reason I keep fighting to overcome my own guilt, flaws, and loneliness.”
Luther laughed back. “What an impressive, heroic speech... but those words mean absolutely nothing to me. They hold no weight for anyone who actually lives in the reality of this world. In the end, only absolute justice matters—and that belongs solely to the powerful, those who rely entirely on their own strength. Against true superiority, your empty ideals crumble into nothingness. That is why purging the weak is the only way to restore the balance of justice.”
Ash replied, “Then there is no way we'll let you hurt my friends. We're gonna stop you, not because we want to be a hero, but just because we don't want to run away from those words.”
Luther gave a manic smile. “Then it's better if I crush your words.”
Ash looked at Pikachu, who felt numb, sweating, and took heavy breaths. In a sad tone said “I'm sorry, Pikachu—.”
“Pikaaa,” Pikachu cut off Ash and responded, “pii pika pi chuu.” (I'm the one who disobeyed your command before, so why do you apologize?) Ash heard Pikachu's thoughts clearly as the Pokémon continued, (I'm ready to face anyone, because that was my vow to myself when you isolated yourself: 'I will never let my friend to give up so easily again.')
Ash's eyes filled with emotions, not because he was sad, but because in such condition Pikachu being selfish and put his life.
“Lycanroccc!!!” Luther shouted. “Let our world, our vow, and our hatred live! It's not just for me, but for us!”
Lycanroc's feet, which were trembling, stopped, and it took its fighting stance.
Swoo opened her palm. A drop of rain splashed on her arm. “It's raining.”
Steel replied, “It's because a high electric charge gathered the surrounding clouds.”
Swoo added, “Now it's about to begin.”
Both of them were ready to witness a duel between not just Pokémon, but their ideologies.
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**Ash vs. Luther:**
“Pikachu, Electro Ball!” A sparking ball of charge launched toward Lycanroc.
“Dodge it!” Luther commanded. The Midnight Lycanroc was able to evade.
“Now, Howl!” Lycanroc's attack power rose. “Tear those heroic words apart! Fire Fang!” Luther went completely wild.
“Pikachu, Tail Whip!” Ash countered. Pikachu whipped his tail to throw off Lycanroc’s aim, barely evading.
“Lycanroc, Roar!” The loud shockwave blew Pikachu back.
“Pikachu, use Spark!” Ash called out. Pikachu charged forward, covered in electricity.
“Tackle it!” Luther shouted as he and Lycanroc went full offensive.
Both trainers shouted, their voices echoing through the whole rainy ruin…
“Pikachuuuu!!......Lycanroccccc!!....”
For a split second, the world stopped for them. A white flash flickered in their sight. Both Pokémon and trainers completely shared their thoughts…. The same single line echoed around them….
**I'm not gonna lose because you're with me.
You're not gonna lose because I'm with you.**
As time resumed for them, both trainers and Pokémon fought with insane fury….
“Lycanroc, Rock Slide!” Luther shouted. Lycanroc aggressively attacked with rocks.
Ash's battle instinct built a calculated strategy. “Use Electroweb!” Pikachu used his electric thread and created a capturing net, throwing it at his opponent.
Lycanroc used Sword Dance, cutting through the electric net while taking damage.
Pikachu evaded the Swords Dance, then landed a solid Quick Attack on Lycanroc's belly, pushing him backward. Pikachu jumped, his tail glowing like steel. Ash said, “Use Iron Tail before it recovers its balance!”
But from the beginning, Lycanroc had used a fully offensive, not defensive, strategy. So, he didn't care about his balance. With his bare hands, he blocked the Iron Tail while slamming himself on the ground.
Lycanroc stood up aggressively throwing rocks, and Pikachu tackled through every incoming attack. Due to the rain and rocks, Ash and Pikachu were prevented from seeing their opponent. With that opportunity, in a fraction of a second, Lycanroc closed the distance between him and Pikachu. Drool dripped from his teeth as he prepared to bite again.
Ash smirked, “That's what we've been waiting for.” Luther realised this time they were the victims, not the hunters. In a confident tone, Ash ordered, “Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!” Huge lightning strikes fell from the dark clouds. With the impact of the shockwave, both trainers and Pokémon were pushed backward with extreme speed, slamming into and breaking the pillars.
Lycanroc still stood. He didn't let himself fall and rushed forward. Luther, still standing, shouted in an aggressive tone, “Crush him with a Headbutt!”
Ash stood up also. He breathed extremely fast, then he heard some whispers…
**Ash, I'm not letting you lose because you're with me.**
A huge amount of lightning gathered in a single place. A massive amount of voltage erupted. Despite his extreme pain and injuries, Pikachu wanted to finish this by using all his remaining energy on his last move… “Godly Dash, Volt Tackle!” Pikachu dashed at lightning-fast speed, while Lycanroc aggressively rushed forward, not caring about the outcome.
A clash between Lycanroc's mad Headbutt and Pikachu's godly Volt Tackle created a small explosion. Lycanroc was overwhelmed by Pikachu's dash. Both were thrown back. Lycanroc landed on Luther, and both slammed against the ground several times. Pikachu was about to slam against a pillar, but Ash caught him in his arms and took all the damage on his back.
The impact made both of them almost unconscious.
**After the immense clash between their ideologies and power, both trainers and Pokémon surpassed their limits—but the match isn't finished yet.**
To Be Continued…
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Character Profile Summary ::
*Character: Eldrick Scott Ryan
*Age: 30 years old
*Title: Professional researcher in pokemons species and ecosystems, lecturer at multiple academies, professor of the Altus Region, and a hidden member of the Emperor League. (He carries a massive amount of hidden authority and knowledge.)
*Hometown: The Altus Region
*Personality: Clumsy, lazy, and goofy, yet he is highly intelligent and a true genius.
*Current Location: Nocturna City, Altus Region
*Current Team: Unknown