A Childish Curse (Private with AB Avery)
 

Route 212, a route where most trainers seem to spend their time either battling or simply socializing. It was a rather calm place despite all this, to the point where you could simply take a seat and relax for a while. And of course, that included one very particular trainer. A Hex Maniac of some kind by the looks of it, seemingly hiding away under a tree, examining a few items she held onto while mumbling to herself. She seemed more contempt spending her time alone rather than getting involved with social affairs. But...she didn't get to have that sort of opportunity of peace and quiet for long.

Avery Wulfsmoon was a trainer that was at least semi recognizable now a days to most people. While she'd never won any championships or contests, she was often involved in them, and really, the person who places second in every competition is still probably better than the various one off people that win once over them. But not being champion of any leagues or contest queens meant she never got hte coverage she so desperately desired.

She was traveling down 212 while using her own minor psychic abilities to play with her pokeballs in her boredom, not enough to actually hurt any of the mons inside, just spin them around a bit, shuffle them randomly, all of that kinda jazz. Her light purple hair shined in the sun, her matching outfit sparkling just a little bit, ensuring attention would be drawn to her. Then, she grinned as she noticed the maniac.

"Oh trainer~ Lookie here, our eyes are meeting! Come on, a battle if you'd please!" Avery called out, not giving the maniac even a second to say no before sending out an Alakazam!

She seemed to be humming to herself somewhat, seemingly actually happy. It was a weird sight to say the least, especially considering that trainers like her didn't seem to be the type to smile. But she soon turned to look at the contest star as she got closer and seemingly called out for her, seeming quite surprised by her sending out a Pokemon.

"W-Wha...fight...? Y-You want to fight me...? But I...I'm not looking for one right now..." the Hex Maniac seemingly mumbled her statement, with it being rather hard to hear. She seemingly reached into her bag, trying to find something, probably a Poke Ball to try and shoo the one in front of her away.

"Well? Come on! ITs the rules that if two trainers eyes meet we gotta battle! I haven't got all day! What are you even doing out here if you don't have your pokemon ready? What are you just waiting for some Lopunny to nab you, thinking it'll make you its personal fuck buddy?" Avery asked with a crass grin, tapping her foot impatiently!

The Hex Maniac blushed heavily as she heard that, awkwardly pulling out a PokeBall as she looked the other trainer in the eyes. She wanted to question if she was saying that as a joke or was being genuine, but figured it'd be something to not worry about. Soon, she sent out a rather interesting Pokemon, a Hisuian Zoroark. You don't see those all that often. "F-Fine...let's...do this..."

Avery smirked a little bit "Huh, definitely not something you see everyday... but she shrugged as she immediately sent a Choice Specs 252 Modest nature stab Psychic its way! "Hah!"

The Hex Maniac just awkwardly stared at the attack being done, watching as it got closer and closer...before nothing happened at all. What the heck? Psychic is supposed to do normal damage at least, and this Hisuain Zoroark should be on the ground defeated! So what just happened...?

"Is...that really the best you can do...? Z-Zoroark, Shadow Claw...!" and as she called out the command, the somehow unharmed Pokemon struck directly at the chest of the Alakazam!

Avery blinked "...wh...what the? No way! That should have died!" She frowned, as she watched her extremely frail Alakazam faint immediately from a single shadow claw.

"N-no! No fair!" She frowned "Alright then lets uh... lets try this instead! Come on out... Wobbufet!" She called out, sending the goofy looking blue pokemon out "There! That should keep your mon trapped and it'll be HELPLESS!" She laughed confidently

She raised an eyebrow in confusion, not sure what this trainer's deal was. She really didn't know what exactly she was planning, so she decided to play a little trick of her own to see how she would react to it all.

"Okay...Zoroark, use Knock Off!" Soon, the white fox Pokemon lunged at her Wobbufett and gave it a good smack, waiting to see if an item came off of it.

"Wobbufet, use Destiny Bond!" Avery called out with a smile, for some reason not really seeming to get that losing 2 mons for the price of taking 1 out was not really a viable strategy anymore. Of course the knock off did take a leftovers off, but it still was standing just due to the insane amount of HP bulk the balloon mon had

The girl rolled her eyes a bit and sighed, knowing that this was a...rather predictable setup, one with a rather easy counterplan. "Zoroark...Swords Dance...!" If the girl in front of her was going to stall her out, or at least attempt to, why not do it back?

"...Destiny Bond!" Avery called out again, glaring a bit, what was this girl doing? She wasn't playing fair! This was so stupid!

The psychic stomped her foot a bit as she thought up her next plan for whenever this tirade would end, naturally leaving her Wobbufet KO'd with nothign to show for it at all since Zoroark outsped and was able to stall out its entire destiny bond PP

"Alright! Then... come on out, GARDEVOIR!" Avery grinned as she tossed out a customized pokeball with heart stickers, butterflies and the like popping out as well as a tall humanoid mon with blue hair appeared, a shiny pokemon even!

"And..." Avery then opened a lipstick piece and quickly applied it, before turning to reveal a keystone at its base "Mega Evolve!" She smiled as suddenly her beautiful pokemons dress puffed out into a gorgeous black ball gown, her gardevoir getting taller and stronger too. "Now... calm mind!"

The Hex Maniac just seemed more tired out by her opponent just seemingly stalling for time, to the point of her nearly falling asleep during the fight. But when the Wobbuffet was FINALLY down and out, she seemed a bit more confident...until she watched the Mega Evolution unravel right in front of her. Uh oh. This was probably bad.

"M-Mega Evolution...? A-Are you serious...?!" She seemed more flabbergasted than upset, but tried to at least shake off those nerves by opening with a defensive plan. "Substitute, Zoroark!"

"Aaaaand attack, with psychic!" Avery called out confidently again... before once again watching the move fizzle!

This didn't make sense, hisui zoroark wasn't a dark type! And it came out as a hisuian zoroark so clearly it didn't have... her eyes lit up in realization

"HEY! THAT IS SO FUCKING CHEATING YOU LITTLE BITCH!"

The Hex Maniac just stared awkwardly as the move got past the Substitute first, but then watched as she used Psychic again...and it did nothing. Was...was she for real? Was this actually happening?

"Uhm...have you tried using a different move...?" As she spoke, she signaled for her Zoroark to do one more Swords Dance to boost their damage to the maximum, ready to end the fight soon.

"All my pokemon are psychic types! I'm a psychic type trainer! What do you think?!" Avery yelled, earning a slight glare from the fairy that could 100% one hit KO this zoroark even behind the substitute if she was just taught Hyper Voice. But nooo, here she was, about to get humiliated once more. "Calm mind again!"

The Hex Maniac sighed, knowing that this fight was as good as done. And so, she let out one single utterance for her Hisuian Zoroark to smack down the Mega Gardevoir. And as soon as it was all said and done...she won! At least, by the looks of it! What a relief...

Avery grumbled, she did still have 3 pokemon, but it was pointless, as every single one was one shot by the Zoroark shortly after.

Tears welled up in her eyes! "THIS IS SUCH TAUROS SHIT! YOU ARE SUCH A BITCHY LITTLE CHEATER! GO BACK HOME AND DRINK SOME OF YOUR MOMS MOOMOO MILK IF YOU'RE GONNA USE SUCH A BABY TACTIC TO WIN!"

When the battle was finally over, the Hex Maniac let out a sigh of relief as the illusion on her Hisuian Zoroark faded, revealing...a regular ordinary Zoroark! She gave it a nice hug and pat before putting it away, only to be surprised by the profane language and talking that came out of Avery.

"C-Cheating...? I wasn't doing anything of the sort though...! It's not my fault that your plan didn't play out...it just seemed like you used only Psychic moves, so..."

Avery more or less had figured out the illusion by then, but it didn't matter, she was in the middle of a full blown tantrum and didn't seem to care what the maniac had to say!

"SHUT IT! NOT EVEN ARCEUS ABOVE USES THE DARK PLATE, BECAUSE HE KNOWS THAT DARK TYPES ARE STUPID AND DUMB AND MAKE MY POOR PSYCHICS CRY! YOU ARE THE WORST TRAINER EVER! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TERRIBLE DARK TYPES ARE? THEY'RE LITERALLY EVIL, YOU'RE EVIL!"

She just seemed more upset than anything, unsure of whether to back away from Avery or to try and comfort her. Telling her off wasn't exactly on her mind, as she didn't want to be a problem. So, she slowly walked to pick her bag up, walking over and handing a rather elegant seeming handkerchief to the psychic trainer in front of her.

"L-Look, I'm sorry that one of my Pokemon m-made you upset...if you n-need to cry a bit, you can borrow this..."

However Avery just slapped the handkerchief away "SHUT IT! I DON'T WANT YOUR ARCEUS DAMNED PITY!" she continued to rant and rave, getting more and more people drawn in to watch them

The Hex Maniac seemed more flustered than anything and tried to pick up the handkerchief once it hit the floor, with her seemingly placing more value in that than the tantrum that was going on in front of her. "I-I'm only trying to be nice...! Y-You're the one that challenged me out of nowhere when I was minding my own business, and then next thing you know you start t-throwing a fit...!"

Noticing that for some reason it was important to the girl, Avery stomped her stiletto heel right onto the handkerchief and started to grind it into the dirt. "You know as well as I do that when two trainers meet eyes they have to battle! What are you, a Slowpoke?!"

The moody seeming girl looked horrified by that act, trying to get it out from under her foot. "Y-You literally called out to me when I was sitting under a tree, focusing on my o-own things...! Now...g-get off of this, please...! It belonged to my m-mom...!"

"Yeah and I swa you, thats all that matters!" Avery yelled, too angry to have any of her sense of empathy appealed to as she continued to grind the handkerchief, and even stomped on her hand with the other foot as she tried to pull the item out

She yelped a bit and reeled back in pain, tears somewhat forming in her eyes. "W-Why are you being so mean though...?! I didn't h-have to accept your battle proposal, I fought you f-fair and square, and now you're just being rude and throwing a fit...! If anyone is acting like a baby, it's you!"

"yeah? Well go cry to your mommy about it!" Avery shouted as she picked the handkerchief up, spit in it, balled it up, and tossed it in the girls face, getting ready to storm off.

The Hex Maniac held onto the ruined handkerchief and began to cry, holding it close to her chest as she started to yell at the girl. "M-My...mom...is...i-is...!" She didn't even have the energy nor strength to finish her sentence but it was as clear as day what she wanted to try and say. Instead, she just resorted to tearing up further, beginning to mumble and mutter nonsensical sayings into the handkerchief as she was practically staring daggers into the eyes of the other trainer. Was she trying to curse her or something?

"Yeah she's with Giratina now!" Avery sneered, getting it clearly, ignoring the rambling of the girl for now as she continued to storm off, not noticing the rapid exhaustion that was overtaking her suddenly, groaning as her energy levels were drained rapidly, and she felt something... warm start to run down her legs...

Oh she deserved it, didn't she? At first she was just going to make it a minor thing, but hearing that just set her off. Big time. She kept mumbling and rambling, tears in her eyes as she watched it all happen. Watching as the girl in front of her seemed to be getting tired and weaker, as if to see if it was actually working. And as she saw the act in front of her beginning to take place, she quietly put the handkerchief in her bag and got out her phone, seemingly recording what was happening in front of her.

Avery groaned as she felt a strange shift in her body, and found herself squatting down "Ugh... man... my stomach... my... huh?" her eyes went wide as all the exhaustion ran away for just a moment when she realized that she was suddenly filling her pants right in front of this girl, and the entire crowd!

The crowd seemed to murmur and whisper someone, looking surprised at what was happening. Not to mention, the strange goth trainer seemed more focused on recording the situation unfolding instead of dealing with her teary eyed face. Her legs were shaking, but not like Avery, who had just wet herself and was seemingly having trouble balancing.

Avery groaned as her shorts started to get lumpy in the back, whimpering in humiliation as she was pooing herself just like an infant! And then... to make matters worse she lost it, and fell right on her rear, a loud splatting sound making it obvious to everyone around what just happened!

"W...w....waaaah!" Avery suddenly started bawling afterwards!

The crowd of trainers had...various reactions. Some seemed amused, some seemed disgusted, others just didn't seem to care. All the while, the Hex Maniac was recording the whole thing. Watching and watching, waiting until eyes were no longer on them. And as such, she slowly walked over to Avery and stood over her.

"All that talk about me b-being a baby...and here you are...crying and making a mess of yourself."

Avery whimpered, still crying and throwing a tantrum like a girl a quarter of her age. She kicked her legs and tried to push the maniac away, crying "NUH! GO AWAY DUMDUMHEAD!" She whined, even her vocabulary being turned more childish!

The trainer could only sigh as she took out a Poke Ball, tossing it casually and letting what came out of it show up. And it was a...Lopunny? What kind of Ghost Type specialist uses a Lopunny? Then again, they used a Zoroark too, so maybe she wasn't all that dedicated to it. But soon, the Hex Maniac whispered into the ears of the rather large bunny Pokemon, with it soon scooping Avery up carefully and carrying her.

"We're going to go get you changed now...okay...?"

Avery felt herself getting handled by the large bunny, extra humiliating to her given what she said before they fought. She tried pushing away anyway, growling and whining still. "LET ME GO! THIS IS BADBAD! YOU A MEANIE!"

The large rabbit Pokémon seemed to start bouncing the girl up and down somewhat, giggling as her reaction was just adorable. All the while, the Hex Maniac started to walk, picking the wallet out of the pocket of the girl she just humiliated and hexed, both to take what were her rightful earnings from winning a fight like that, and to see who it was she was dealing with.

The girls name was Avery Wulfsmoon, she had quite a few badges and contest ribbons both, but nothing that was a direct win. It was clear the girl was used to kind of just stomping on anyone with her psychic types and everyone else. It also seemed Avery was quite rich, The Hex Maniac able to pull out a cool 12,000 Poke, the appropriate amount for someone with 8 badges and a level 100 pokemon, and her wallet barely seemed to get any lighter.

The bouncing and rocking from the Lopunny didn't really seem to soothe avery in the slightest, especially cause it was also squishing her mess against her butt, causing her to whine and cry even more.