Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [376]

As the Pokémon that had once taken down Leon’s ace Charizard, Garchomp’s strength was beyond question.

But this time… its opponent was Mewtwo!

Garchomp’s golden eyes locked onto Mewtwo, feeling the immense pressure radiating from the Psychic-type.

“I’m counting on you, Garchomp!”

At Cynthia’s call, Garchomp let out a fierce roar, lowering its center of gravity into a battle-ready stance.

As for Mewtwo—fighting for Mew, its mama—there was no need for August to say anything. Gripping its spoon of psychic power tightly, Mewtwo’s gaze was unwavering.

“Garchomp, [Sandstorm]!”

With another guttural cry, Garchomp summoned a violent wind that kicked up a whirling cloud of sand and dust.

Mewtwo stood firm as the sandstorm surged toward it. Its expression didn’t waver. Blue light flashed in its eyes, and a spherical psychic shield materialized around its body, holding the storm at bay.

The raging sands battered the barrier, leaving only the sound of countless grains pelting the surface.

Without hesitation, Mewtwo raised a hand and condensed a Shadow Ball in its palm. But just as it was about to retaliate—Garchomp vanished!

The battlefield was swallowed in sand. Garchomp’s presence was completely hidden.

[Dig]

"Cynthia has once again deployed the same [Dig] tactic she used against Leon! How will August respond?"

At the sidelines, Lance couldn’t help laughing when he saw the move. Who would’ve thought that the very strategy August had suggested to Cynthia for defeating Leon would now be used against him?

Talk about instant karma.

How did August feel now, digging a trap he’d just fallen into himself?

Truth be told, August hadn’t expected Cynthia to use that tactic on him. But since he was the one who invented it, of course he had a counter.

[GardevoirSupremacy]: Mewtwo, track Garchomp’s aura.

Hovering midair, Mewtwo cast its gaze downward, using its psychic sense to lock onto Garchomp’s presence underground.

Its mental scan swept through the earth—yes, there it was. Garchomp was waiting in ambush, unmoving but poised to strike.

But just then, Cynthia raised a hand. “Garchomp, [Crunch]!”

CRASH!

Garchomp burst from the ground with explosive force. A black spectral projection of biting energy surged ahead of its open maw as it lunged at Mewtwo.

A Dark-type move—super effective against Mewtwo.

The ambush was blisteringly fast—quicker even than when it had faced Leon. Clearly, Cynthia had drilled Garchomp hard these past two days.

Mewtwo, calm and calculating, launched the [Shadow Ball] it had been preparing right into the oncoming Garchomp.

BOOM!

A direct hit.

The explosion engulfed Garchomp—but Mewtwo didn’t celebrate. Its psychic senses picked up something strange: Garchomp’s aura was rapidly fading.

Not like a fainted Pokémon. More like... vanishing?

Then—behind Mewtwo—an all-too-familiar energy signature erupted from underground!

[GardevoirSupremacy]: Mewtwo! Behind you!

Crash!

The ground split open. The real Garchomp burst forth, dark energy flaring along its fangs as it lunged to bite down on Mewtwo.

The one that had taken the [Shadow Ball]? A decoy all along!

Cynthia hadn’t just reused her tactic—she’d innovated, improved it. Even August hadn’t seen it coming.

[Crunch]

In a split second, Mewtwo—warned just in time—swung its spoon behind itself.

CLANG!

The attack landed squarely on Mewtwo’s spoon with a sharp metallic crash. The handle twisted under the force of the bite.

Giant Psychic Spoon → Warped Giant Psychic Spoon

But Garchomp wasn’t done. The [Crunch] broke through the first defense and smashed into Mewtwo’s spherical shield.

CRACK... CRACK...

A sickening creak echoed as the barrier gave way.

BOOM!

Shattered.

Garchomp’s assault had broken through both of Mewtwo’s defenses. But the delay was just enough.

As the shockwave lingered, Mewtwo conjured another [Shadow Ball] and hurled it backward.

BOOM!

The explosion sent Garchomp reeling. Mewtwo finally turned to face it.

Its eyes were now serious.

That sneak attack—it reminded Mewtwo of Giovanni’s Beedrill.

Garchomp’s onslaught continued. Using the force of the blast to backflip away, it landed smoothly and fired a golden energy orb skyward.

The orb detonated—raining down meteor-like blasts from above.

[Draco Meteor]

“This offensive power...” August looked up at the falling meteors.

He had to admit—Cynthia’s Garchomp was strong. These meteors didn’t rival Rayquaza’s, but they clearly outclassed his own Dragonite’s [Draco Meteor]. A real threat.

But Mewtwo didn’t dodge.

This battle wasn’t just for itself.

It was for August.

And for Mew—its mama.

It had to stand its ground!

Raising its hand, Mewtwo rapidly repaired its warped spoon. Then, staring down the oncoming meteor shower, it slashed upward.

BOOM!

One meteor shattered on impact.

Then another. And another...

Meteor after meteor exploded under Mewtwo’s psychic blows.

The crowd—first stunned, then awed—soon went utterly silent.

When the last meteor burst apart, all eyes were on Mewtwo—scarred from the battle, still standing tall, fiercer than ever.

A single thought filled every spectator’s mind.

Monster.

Then, Mewtwo raised its battered spoon and pointed it at Garchomp.

An overwhelming psychic force surged from all directions, pinning Garchomp in place and preventing it from digging down again.

[Psychic]
...

"Garchomp is unable to battle. Mewtwo wins!"

"All of Cynthia’s Pokémon are unable to battle. The winner of this match is August!"

Despite Garchomp’s full-force assault and even managing to land hits, it couldn’t best Mewtwo in the end.

Cynthia’s strategy—using a decoy to mislead and ambush—had been brilliant. But it was a one-shot tactic. When that failed and Mewtwo adapted, Garchomp’s disadvantage became clear.

In the end, it fell in a grueling direct clash.

“Congratulations, August!” Cynthia smiled as she walked up to him. There wasn’t a trace of discouragement in her voice.

She knew very well—this wasn’t even August going all out.

If August had really sent out Dialga and Palkia, using [Roar of Time] and [Spacial Rend], they could’ve erased the entire battlefield. No one would’ve been surprised.

“But hey, what was with Mewtwo earlier? It said something about fighting for Mew—‘Mama’?” Cynthia asked, her gossip instincts in full swing now that the match was over.

August’s scalp tingled.

How the hell do I explain this...?

Was he supposed to admit that, back when he “recruited” Mewtwo, he’d convinced it that Mew was its mom and he was... its dad?

Yeah, no. That’d be social suicide.

And Cynthia, seeing his expression, just grew even more curious.

Luckily, the commentators saved him.

"And there we have it! The strongest Trainer of this World Championship season has been crowned—congratulations to August!"

The crowd erupted into deafening cheers.

Whether they had been rooting for Leon, Cynthia, or even Lance—everyone now chanted for the new Champion.

This season had been nothing short of legendary. Cynthia defeating Leon, August’s meteoric rise, and the awe-inspiring power of Legendary Pokémon—it was all unforgettable.

In front of the awards platform—

August stood before the media once more.

"Mr. August, the Pokémon you used just now—Mewtwo—is it a Legendary Pokémon?"

August: “More or less…”

Artificial or not, it was a Legendary. As for the part about Team Rocket creating it—yeah, no way was he saying that. Too risky.

"Mr. August, what's Mewtwo’s connection to Mew? Some netizens are speculating Mewtwo is Mew’s father. Is that true?"

“Pfft—!” August, just sipping water, nearly spit it out. Mew on his shoulder nearly toppled off.

Mewtwo... Mew’s father?
Where did they even get these theories?!

August quickly clarified, “Mew and Mewtwo are not related like that…”

"Mr. August, what qualities allowed you—this season’s dark horse—to rise above so many Trainers and become World Champion?"

Finally, a normal question.

August smiled. “Hard work. Ten years of it.”

Watching the interview on a giant screen, Gary Oak arched an eyebrow. Thinking of how often August slacked off, he gained a whole new appreciation for just how thick his mentor’s skin was.

"Mr. August, we’ve heard rumors that the League is considering banning or limiting the use of Legendary and Mythical Pokémon in future World Championships. Any thoughts?"

August: “?”

You’re nerfing me? Rayquaza’s gonna show up at your house tomorrow, buddy.

Out loud, he said, “I respect the League’s decisions. But please don’t spread unverified rumors. Let’s wait for the official announcement.”

"Mr. August, we noticed that Miss Cynthia—your rumored girlfriend—did not come up to receive the trophy with you. Is that because the two of you fought after the match?"

“.....?”

August narrowed his eyes at the reporter. Why did this guy look so familiar?

Seriously? You guys again?

Team Flare, you’ve officially outlived your usefulness.

After the interview, Mr. Scott from the League and the special guest Iono came up to August with the trophy.

“Congratulations, August!” Scott grinned as he handed it over.

Before August could reach for it—

Mew’s eyes lit up at the sight of the giant trophy. It immediately lunged to grab it... but the trophy was way heavier than expected. With no psychic power, Mew almost toppled over.

Thankfully, Mewtwo caught it with its spoon just in time.

“Mew~!”

Mew, cheeks flushed from the near-disaster, buried its face in August’s shoulder.

Gardevoir watched the scene with a serene smile.

Snorlax and Dragonite flanked August on either side, lifting Eevee and the trophy high into the air. August and Gardevoir stood at the center.

Click—

The cameras captured the moment perfectly.

[The Strongest Champion of This World Championship Season Crowned!]

The image spread across the globe via TV, internet, and newspapers... and even made its way onto Giovanni’s desk.

Seeing August’s beaming face on the front page—just after successfully taking Aether Paradise—Giovanni’s expression turned ice-cold. He grunted and tossed the paper aside.

Turning to Athena, he asked, “Have you found that woman yet?”

Athena lowered her head. “Still no sign of her...”

The mission to seize Aether Paradise had gone off without a hitch. With Faba’s cooperation, Team Rocket had swiftly taken over.

But one key figure was missing—Aether Foundation’s President, Lusamine.

Giovanni had even prepared neurotoxins to control her. Yet somehow, under heavy lockdown, the woman had vanished.

“Find her,” Giovanni said. “Our identities can’t be exposed yet. We still need her as a front…”

August’s nose was sharper than a Growlithe’s.

And now that he’d wrapped up the World Championship, if they didn’t cover their tracks, it was only a matter of time before August came knocking.

They had to keep using Lusamine... to shield their movements.

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T/N: heh too late

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