A Picture of Misery

"Hmph! Coach Nana is going to teach you a lesson. Let's see if you dare bully other Pokémon again."

Nana looked at the unconscious Taillow. The moment she arrived, she had seen this vicious Teddiursa knock the poor, dopey bird out with one slap. It was outrageously brutal.

She waved a hand at once. "Elekid, go! Hit a beautiful Home Run!"

"Vii!"

Elekid was long used to its Trainer's strange commands. It knew she meant for it to use Thunder Shock.

It swung its arms, and as though someone had flipped a switch inside it, several golden bolts shot from the two yellow horns on its head.

"Sky!"

Teddiursa did not even dodge. It raised both paws in front of its face and blocked Elekid's Thunder Shock, seemingly without a scratch.

It blinked. The crescent mark on its forehead lit up, and a sparkling wave struck Elekid, lifting it clean off the ground and sending it flying.

Round one, Thunder Shock versus Swift: a crushing defeat for Elekid.

"Vii!"

Elekid sprang up, shook its dizzy head, and charged straight at Teddiursa with Quick Attack!

If it could not win at range, surely it could win up close?!

Unfortunately, Elekid had forgotten that it was facing neither a Raticate nor a Weedle. It was facing a bear. Teddiursa might be young, but it was a bear that had used Work Up—and might even know Fighting techniques.

Behind Nana, Scheming Bear could barely contain itself. What the hell, Yellow? With that scrawny build, you're going to fight Teddiursa up close? Has your brain short-circuited?

It shook its head. Forget it. This leaky Elekid's hopeless. Just another easy win for Teddiursa.

Scheming Bear thought it over. No, it needed an escape plan, or it might get beaten up too.

Its eyes darted about.