Doctor Doom walked through the rubble with purpose to his steps. That purpose was to crush the man in front of him as brutally as possible. Someone should have told Lt. Surge that to Doom exploding merely a door was as docile a knock anyone could expect.
“You know why Doom is here,” Doom said.
Surge cracked his neck. “The bake sale is next week, I am afraid.”
Let's see if he tells jokes when his Pokemon are in pieces.
Meowth, who was a good twenty yards behind Doom, perked up at the mention of a bake sale. “What will you be selling at-”
“Shut up, Meowth,” Doom said with quiet authority.
And shut up Meowth did.
Surge spat on the floor. “You've got some balls coming into my gym and treating it like you have! I ain't gonna take your crap like your pussycat over there does. Let's see how mouthy you are after you lose this battle to me.” Surge suddenly turned his head to the side. “Ref! Stop shaking in the corner and do your job!”
The Ref nodded his head slowly but never took his eyes off of Doom. The young man looked quite pale and all around terrified as he attempted to become very small so that Doom might not notice him. He had heard what had happened to the ref in Cerulean and he didn't much like the prospect of a repeat performance on Doom's part.
Doom was pleased to see his deeds were being spread properly. That said, if the man was any slower at his job Doom would be here all day. “Doom suggests you proceed quicker, things tend to be maimed when I am kept waiting too long.”
Subtlety is for people who are not Doom.
The ref let out a pathetic sound and rushed to his box off to the side and spoke quickly. “This will be a four on four match using standard Pokemon League rules. Begin!” After he had said this he found the nearest corner and cowered.
Surge grinned across the room at Doom. “Let's get this done, I've got a steak waiting with my name on it! Go, Electabuzz!” Surge threw his Pokeball out into the middle of the room.
Out of Surge's Pokeball stepped a black and yellow feline looking Pokemon. Its eyes were sharp and focused forward in a rigid manner that spoke of its discipline; this Pokemon had been trained very well.
Electabuzz, the feline electric Pokemon. Electabuzz are able to absorb an uncanny amount of electrical power in order to use in both an offensive and defensive manner. Their absorption capacity is strong enough to cause blackouts in large cities.
Doom considered this information for a moment. Doom could use his secret weapon from the start, but he still needed to test the capabilities of one of his Pokemon seeing as it had not been given a proper workout yet. Doom casually tossed a Pokeball a few feet in front of him and out stepped Hitmonchan. “Your name is now Gladiator II," Doom said to the Hitmonchan. "Doom hopes for your sake you do better than your predecessor."
Doom no longer has a Poliwrath!
Gladiator II stopped its shadow boxing routine and stared at the Electabuzz in front of him. This creature was what stood between him and his master's approval. It would not remain standing for long.
--
"What I'm saying is mind over matter only works when there's not much of a matter to mind. " - Lopen
The Cult of Personality.