2016-2017 opener vs Detroit... (Danika's POV)

An hour before the puck drop, I was prepping the sticks and stacking pucks for warmups. As I  finished the sticks, Strike unknowingly knocked over the perfectly aligned sticks. I sighed and said,"Really Strike, you could've knocked over 1 stick, but you choose all of them." I looked around for maybe some help, but the halls were surprisingly empty. Probably Pokemon battles, that's a common pre game warmup.  I thought. After another few minutes of stick placing, I walked around to where the players walk in, a common spot for battles, usually trying not to crash into anything important. Upon walking into the open space, she heard a loud crash, as Kuch's vaporeon went flying into the security booth, next to the open door. "Oh come on guys, you couldn't have done this in the parking lot?" I said with a sigh.

"Cally didn't want to that to happen to his precious car." Boyle shouted over, as Cally glared in his direction. I glanced over into the booth, where Kuch was nursing his Kucheron in his lap. I jogged over to the room where the people in there were fine, since the two workers hunched under the desk. I turned around and said,"Ok this-" motioning to all of the broken glass," needs to be moved outside."

TJ looked down and ashamed and said,"I told Joltson to stop, but he- uh- didn't." He stuttered out. Joltson seemingly mirrored his sheepish expression. I sighed and said,"I'll go let someone know about- this. Go get ready to play. And please put the Pokemon up."

Seemingly after I let people know about the Kuch incident, the game was almost starting, the opening video playing out on ice. I grabbed my normal spot in a high box near that of Steve Yzerman's.

After the puck dropped, the guys played with high intensity, matching the Red Wings'. As you would have guessed, many fights broke out. The Lightning won most of them, and they won the game also. It was a 3-2 victory, won in overtime by Vladdy.

On my way out, I noticed someone standing in the parking lot, a Pokeball in hand. Somehow Steven was following close behind me. It was early after the game, and most guys don't get out until another ten minutes or so. He asked,"Do-do you know this guy?"

I stopped walking and said,"No, but he looks-"
I was cut off when the man shouted,"I've come to get what Montreal deserves."

Stammer muttered,"Carey Price. The hell?" And then a little louder said,"Let me handle this." he continued," And what does Montreal deserve may I ask?"

"To have a recent Stanley Cup Victory. And to do that, I'll do anything. Gally wants me to let you nasty lightning bolts that we will erase all memory of your 2004 victory and replace it with us." Carey said, as his fist tightened around the Pokeball.

"Well if you want something recent, 2004 isn't the place to look. Maybe look at the 2016 victors in Pittsburgh." I replied. Stammer quickly turned around and said,"Didn't I say let me handle this?" I gave him a small nod in response and took a step back. "How will you guys erase those memories, it's in the past. You can't change that." Steven continued.

"We- we have a time travel device. It's in Montreal currently. Well use that to travel back replace your victory with ours. The only thing we need is the electric element. Which I'm sure is here." the goalie replied.

"Shouldn't you bastards be in Montreal? It is your opening game. If you're coming to warn us, you surely have." Stammer said.

Without saying anything, Corey tossed the Pokeball down and unleashed a Mightyena. "This battle will start one of many Stamkos. Whoever wins this gets the first hand in this race against time." Corey stated.

In response, Stammer took out a Pokeball of his own and said,"Stamachu- I choose you!"

The small Pikachu stared down the Mightyena as his master commanded,"Use Thundershock!" As Mightyena's master commanded," Use Bite!"

Both Pokemon did as they were told, as Stamachu's bolt of electricity stopped the Mightyena in its tracks. It shook itself, and glared in the Pikachu's direction. Stamachu was seemingly breathing hard after attacking the Mightyena and holding it off.

"Strike, use Wild Charge!" I shouted, as Strike gathered electricity and flung himself at the Mightyena. I felt some of the effects, but it was mostly the Mightyena who felt them. As Strike hit the other Pokemon, it was lit up my electricity and fell on impact. Strike stood on top of the fainted Mightyena, which didn't seem too mighty. He let out a little growl, which was pretty pointless, but he wanted to sound cool.

"I guess we have the first hand Corey." I said with a slight laugh. Strike backed off and let Mightyena return to his Pokeball.

"You guys have the first move. You get 48 hours. During that time, we vow not to bother you. After that, the battle begins." Corey said in a monotone voice. He put the Pokeball in his pocket and walked away, as I glanced over at Stammer, who just returned Stamachu to his Pokeball. He looked over at me and said,"That was a hell of an attack. I wonder how long that took to perfect."

"It took both of us a while, but we had it down just before I turned sixteen." I replied.

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author's note: -cackles bc I left off on a cliffhanger- (kind of)
I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, as I sure did writing it. I feel pretty good about the length honestly. Also, I never really look over my chapters, so if anyone notices and spelling errors, grammatical ones, or anything, please notify me. (I don't look over them bc im lazy and ik I probably should)
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