This choice: No, wait, it's Special Moves! (with a heavyset Vulpix moemon named Ember) • Go Back...Chapter #5Foreshadowing - Both BIG and Slim by: Evil Genius   Almost as soon as the Freshman Orientation was over with, the freshmen flooded out of the auditorium. Unfortunately, it was still the first day of classes, therefore they all still had their first class to attend to this day.
And even more unfortunately, that included Ali herself who had managed to step out of the way of the onslaught of other freshmen to look at her schedule (one of the few things she managed to grab before she rushed out of her room this morning). “Alright… Let’s see, according to this, I have to go to Special Moves Class with Professor... Locke? That’s a weird name, I wonder what kind of Moemon he is.”
As Ali was wondering what sort of weird character she’d bump into next (Vayne certainly made an impression on the young Quilava Moemon – not the kind that he would’ve enjoyed, but still, an impression), a slightly loud growl echoed from the small Moemon, making her face turn a bright red to match her outfit and auburn hair. ‘Damn it, I skipped out on breakfast and I almost lost whatever I ate last night thanks to that crazy speed demon.’
Rubbing her flat stomach, Ali looked around and saw a large vending machine (one of the many that Mr. Sunny himself had spoken about) standing only a few feet away from her – But it wasn’t like any kind of vending machine she’d seen back when she was at home. Still, the growls coming from her stomach were snarling for her to quell her hunger’s anger – So much so that she’d settle for anything to eat, even if it was chocolate coated or filled with cheese.
It may be unhealthy, but still, it’s better than skipping out on a meal. So quickly walking towards the large machine, Ali looked at the variety of foods and drinks that were lined up inside the machine. “Chips, fruit cups, cola… Is that ramen? Man, talk about choices.”
After a few moments of looking over the choices, Ali quickly slipped in a few coins that she had scrounged up in her pocket (Thank goodness she didn’t empty her pockets before she crashed last night) and quickly punched in a few buttons, making the machine hum to life. And with a soft thud, Ali quickly reached into the compartment at the bottom of the machine and pulled out a small four pack of powdered donuts.
As Ali ripped into the donuts’ plastic package, she told herself in her mind, ‘I’ll need all the sugar I can get today, maybe they’ll help me get through the day… Besides, donuts are still considered a breakfast food… Right?’
With that reassurance in her head, Ali began to walk down the hallway – Munching on one of the donuts as she took her steps. However, when she managed to get a distance away from the machine, Ali was unaware of a certain Snivy Moemon and her Frosslass maid were watching her as she walked away.
“Suzu,” Lilian growled with her hand under her chin.
“Yes, mi’lady?” the Frosslass maid asked with a slight bow, although, she sounded rather tired when she spoke.
“I want information on that insolent girl by the time of lunch,” Lilian requested as her eyes traveled to the Vending Machine next to her.
“Yes, mi’lady,” Suzu yawned to herself.
Suzu knew where this was going, her young mistress may have had a so called ‘noble’ attitude, but she had a short temper. Said short temper never ended well for the lady and for whoever was on the receiving end of the anger – as Suzu had seen before. But, who was she to prevent her mistress from making many mistakes?
“Also, Suzu, could you hand me some money?” Lilian requested as she licked her lips at the juice in the vending machine.
“Of course, mi’lady.”
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It didn’t take long for Ali to find her classroom, and in all honesty, she expected there to be another freak like Vayne getting in her way. But she was glad she didn’t, it gave her a chance to polish off three of the four donuts she had gotten from the vending machine, ‘Hmm, these donuts are actually quite tasty – I think they’re from Swinub Sweets! They always make tasty foods.’
While Ali entered the room, she was surprised to see that she was in a room that only had one desk in it, which meant that the students were either sitting on the ground or standing alongside the walls. Other than that, it was a large room (almost like a gymnasium) that had some large windows and slightly padded walls and floors.
With a shrug, Ali walked towards some of the clearer parts of the room, still chewing on the donut she had in her mouth. When she got to a good place, Ali sat down on the ground, making sure her skirt was under her butt. ‘Still, I wonder what kind of class this is, and what kind of professor we’ve got here…’
Ali swallowed the donut and quickly pulled out the last from the emptied package and quickly tossed it into her mouth, immediately chewing and swallowing the sugary food.
As she chewed on the last of her makeshift breakfast, the sound of rolling wheels filled the air, making all the students in the room look towards the door. It didn’t take long to see the source of the noise, for almost a few moments later, a black and gray blur sped towards the door and immediately fell to the ground with a loud thud. “Urk! Well, that could’ve gone better…”
The figure that sped into the room immediately stood up, revealing to all of the students a tall and sleek man with really dark skin, long spiky black hair wearing a long gray scientist coat with a light purple sweater and black slacks underneath. The man had a pair of glasses over his surprisingly sharp and red eyes, which took a lot of students back when he looked at them. Behind the Gengar moemon’s body was a fancy red and black office chair that had fallen when its wheels collided with the door frame, obviously sending the weird Gengar Moemon to the ground.
After dusting off his scientist coat, the weird Gengar quickly picked up the chair and began to walk out of the room. “Let me try that again…”
Almost all of the students in the room sweatdropped as the Gengar stepped out of the room… And those beads of sweat grew larger as the professor actually tried to speed into the room with the office chair, only to fail in the same manner as before! “URK! Okay… We’ll do this later.”
Picking himself and the office chair up, the Gengar slowly walked to the desk, yawning loudly as he set himself up at the desk. “Alright, welcome to your first class at Gijinka Academy. I’m your first teacher, but I prefer to be called Professor Locke.”
‘Yep, its official, this school is filled with freaks,’ Ali thought to herself as she sighed slightly, remembering Vayne, then that Snivy moemon – Lilian, and this guy to top off the list.
“Now then, before we get to discussing to class today,” Locke continued, placing his elbows on the desk in front of him. “I want to point out a few things about the academy itself… Gijinka academy is a school designed for Moemon who wish to bring out their potential – This means that this school will teach you all how to fight with your natural abilities. Now, that isn’t to say that you have to compete in the pro leagues necessarily, in fact, only a handful of graduating students become a part of the battling league.
“We do teach the regular high school curriculum so that you can even go off to get regular jobs or even continue your education at a college. Most of the time, these classes here act as self-defense classes, while at the same time refining you all into model citizens.”
With a loud yawn, Locke twisted his head slightly, “Alright, now that we’ve gotten that boring crap out of the way, time for my class’s introduction.”
A lot of students stepped back from Locke’s bluntness.
Lifting his hand up, Locke smirked to himself as a dark aura appeared over his arm, “Now, this class itself teaches you all how to tap into your natural abilities and even use that as a powerful ability or attack. Watch, I’m of the Gengar family, known for their ghostly characteristics…”
It was then that Locke plunged his hand into the desk, his hand literally phasing through the wood and making some of the students jump backwards. “Now, this technique is only for ghost type Moemon, so unfortunately, I can’t promise that you’ll all learn how to do this, but still, I’ll teach you how to access your own Moemon traits and control them.”
Pulling his hand from the desk, Locke also pulled out what appeared to be a large clipboard, “Now, continuing, since it’s the first day, I won’t be expecting a lot from you all, so today, I’ll be assigning partners that you’ll have for the first half of the semester. Your partner should share at least one of your ‘attributes’, and you’ll be acting as study partners. Eventually, once we reach the second half, I’ll be assigning an upperclassman to your partner listing, so you can learn from a more experienced student. Now, we’ll start with the Fighting-types, since there are so few of you listed for this class. When I call your names, raise your hands so you can find your partners. And when I’m done, I want you all to spend the rest of the class period getting to know your partner.
“First off, Wright Steelhart…”
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