Initial Koron! vs. Rumpert van Bite

Back to the green leaf racing circuit, where currently a special event takes place. The free for all rookie race. A race where everybody brave enough can participate. This years race got 12 participants and one of them was the black Buizel Koron.
The cars are already standing on the starting line and the drivers are checking up there cars before the race starts. The starting places got decided by a lottery. Koron was relativly lucky and starts from the 5th place.
Koron took a look at the fresh tires, as the other ones were already run down from all his drift training, as someone called out for him:“ Hey Koron! Are you ready to race?“
It was Jet. He came alongside with his brother Flynn. While Flynn was wearing his usual attire of a blue jumpsuit and his thick worker boots. Jet was clothed a bit more casual. A simple shirt, some white shorts.. A pair of sneakers and a cap with the logo of his sponsor on it. Koron turned around to them and tipped his hat for greeting:“ Hey Jet and Flynn. Well yes I am ready to race. I uhm I´m just a bit nervous.“
Jet smiled and made a nod towards the black Buizel:“ Being nervous is nothing to be ashamed of of. It is complettly normal, just don´t let it take the upper hand. Anyway, we will cheer for you. Oh also, Flynn wanted something from you.“
The Fearow made a nod and took a glance look at Korons car:“ So Koron? How do you like my updates? Are they working out?“
Koron responded with a nod and a big smile:“ You did some fantastic work Flynn. Driving my car has never felt better. Well I haven´t tried out the nitrogen boost, but maybe another day I will. I... Huh? Waah!“
Koron felt a strange presence coming from the side, as he turned around, he looked at the steern face of a huge Gumshoos, that startled the black Buizel:“ Hehe. Gum-Gumshoos.“
The Ferret Pokémon was obviously on a higher age. The voice was deep and raspy. The fur already grew some grey stripes and a pair of black glasses, sat on the Gumshoos´s short snout. After Koron overcame the first shock, he replied:“ Bui! Bui bui?“
The Gumshoos adjusted his glasses, and folded his arms behind his back:“ Gumshoos. Shoos gum gum.“
Seemingly that was something, Koron didn´t agree with, as the Buizel began to shake his head and he crossed his arms:“ Bui buizel, bui bui zel bui!“
The elder Pokémon reacted to that with a giggle and turned around. Going to the front of the starting field. Flynn, looked after the leaving Gumshoos and made a smile:“ heh, what a charming old guy.“
Jet looked a bit more serious and glanced at the confident Koron:“ Be carefull Koron. You got some strong competition right there.“
Koron looked up to Jet:“ Bui bui?“
The Pidgeot made a nod:“ Yes I know him, but you don´t need to speak feral with us.“
The black Buizel cleared his throat:“ Ahem. Sorry. I always need a little moment to switch between languages. So, who was that Gumshoos?“
Jet crossed his arm and looked a lot more serious:“ This Gumshoos is Rumpert van Bite. A retired totem Pokémon from the Alola region. One day he just showed up in the racing scene with his green Golf 3 and dominated the lower leagues, yes he even challenged pros like me. Heh, but unlike you Koron he wasn´t able to beat me, but he was very close to it. I have no idea why he competes in this race, but you should be very carefull. Rumpert is a very aggressive driver. And don´t underestimate his car. It looks old but it can really pack a punch.“
Koron smiled with confidence and laid his paw on the hood of his Peugeot:“ Just like my car. It doesn´t look like much, but it is as powerfull as me. I will cross the finish line as first and win my first competetion.“
Just like it was a clue, the voice of the announcer echoed over the raceway:“ The race will start in a few minutes. Spectators are now advised to leave the track. Racers get ready to start!“
Jet laid his hand on Korons shoulder:“ Alright Koron, you can do it! Go get em´.“
Then Jet and Flynn left to towards the tribune. Koron himself took a breather and opened the door of his car. The driver seat... Why was he suddenly so nervous to just jump into it? The black Buizel shook his head. No time for doubting thoughts. It´s now or never! And with one swing of his body, the sriving buizel was sitting on the place where he belonged. But at first, the seatbelt.
And now it was time to start the engine. Koron grabbed with his paw the key, that hanging in the ignition and turned it around.
Thus Korons demon awoke. The engine growled and roared. Ready to bite through the competition in front of them.
Koron made a deep breather. He suddenly felt so nervous, like if he was sitting behind the wheel for the first time. The black Buizel tried it with some selfe motivation:“ You can do it Koron. You know this track like your own pocket. And up at the front is another driving pokémon. I will beat him. I will prove that I am standing on the top. I am Koron! The driving Buizel!“
Koron pushed down the clutch pedal and shifted in the first gear. His front paws now griping tight on the steering wheel. His sharp eyes focused on the lights. Waiting for the moment that they will go green.
Seconds became minutes. An intense pressure pressed against Korons chest. Every breathing was loud and exhausting.
And there it was. The red signals began to flash. The race about to start.
Red
yellow
GREEN!!!
Koron made a scream of motivation, released the clutch and pounded the gas pedal down to the ground. His Peugeot 207 roared and the tires drilled over the cement. The race was on!
The group of 12 cars rushed towards the first curve, where it will be decided who won and who lost places from the start. All of Korons senses where at high awareness, to avoid any enemy contact, while driving through the fastest route possible. And as the field sorted in a straighter line. The placements got clear. The Gumshoos Rumpert was still in lead with his dark green VW Golf 3.
Koron however even lost a place and was now 6.th. Stuck between a black BMW and a red Mercedes. Korons determination grew up to new heights. There was a burning feeling in his chest, that he never felt before. It was a feeling that was pushing forward. One lap after another past, while Koron used his risky driving style to crawl up the ranks. He pushed himself and his car to the limits. His paws, pressing hard, but precise on the pedals. The shifting on point and never missing the mark. And in lap 15 Koron finally passed a blue Mazda RX-7.
That now makes the Buizel 2.nd. But where was Rumpert? He was nowhere to be seen. He must have a huge lead.
However that means free field for Koron. And he could finally pump out the maximum out of his Peugeot.
High speed curves and drifts are now at full display. His combination of steady track race perfection and reckless street race actions, provided for some spectecular driving maneuvers. But Koron wasn´t only driving for showing of. He was there to win and just around a curve, he spotted the leading Gumshoos. Now the real chase was on and Koron made it to get closer and closer to Rumpert.
Rumpert himself remained calm when he saw the black Buizel in the back mirror. However, Rumperts three clawed footpaw was already flooring the gas pedal while Koron still has some power left to spare. There! An opening! Koron saw a way to pass Rumpert, he puleed over and floored the gas pedal, not only floored he was literally standing on it. The Peugeot pressed forward and forward, now he was on Rumperts side and suddenly a flash:“ Huh? What was that?“
A look into the back mirror told Koron what happened. The black and white flag was wielded. The race was over and the flash was the photo finish. But who won? Well at first Koron circled a last lap, before turning into the pit stop, to see the result of the race. He holds his car on his designated spot and the black Buizel looked up to a big screen, where the photo was diplayed. And the winner of the race was... Rumpert van Bite. Koron lost by one tire length. The Buizels dream bubble of his fist victory popped right in front of him. Korons face turned into a grumpy expression, he urned of the engine of his car and slowly opened the door. He crawled out of the vehicle and looked over to the celebrating Rumpert. Koron looked back into his car and looked at the lever for the nitrogen boost:“ Did I had won, if i had used this? No this wouldn´t be fair. Man it sucks to lose!“
A mix of frustrating feelings came up in the black Buizel and he was close to the tears. He promised everyone a victory, but all he did was losing. But then he heard a strange high pitched noise. That came quickly towards him:“ SQUEEEEEEEEE!“
Something small flew against his red furred chest and attached to it:“ Huh what the...? Pipsqueak? What are you doing here?“
The little squeaker was Korons little dragonfly friend Pipsquea, who cuddled tightly with Korons chest and purred hardly. The Buizel petted the dragonfly with his front paw:“ Thanks for cheering me up Pipsqueak.“
But the little dragonfly was not the only one who wanted to congratulate the driving Buizel. His mentor Linzie, alongside with her boyfriend Cody. The lizard girl raised her first into the air:“ That was awesome Koron! You rocked this race.“
Koron looked up to Linzie with confusion in his face:“ B-but I lost. I only became second. And I promised you all that I will win.“
Linzie slapped her hand against Korons back:“ Who cares if you have won? You delivered a racing show, that nobody will forget that soon.“
Cody pointed to the cuddling dragonfly on Korons chest:“ Heh. The little one was flying all over the place and squeaked and squealed his little lungs out for you. We all cheered for you.“
Suddenly something grabbed Korons free front paw. It was an anthropomorphic Vulpix:“ Linzie was right. You are an awesome racer. I need to race against you! I can´t wait for it!“
„Uhm thanks? But who are you?“
A voice came from the distance:“ Vicky! Don´t just run away from me.“
An anthro Sharpedo ran towards the small group, as he arrived he gasped for air:“ Sorry huff. Vicky can be enthuastic. Sorry if she got to close to you.“
Koron looked to Linzie:“ Do you know these two?“
Linzie mad a nod:“ Yes. These two are my friends. The Sharpedo is SP and this...“
Vicky made a little jumps:“ I´m Vicky! Linzie told us so much about you. I want to become an awesome driver like you.“
And so a small crowd gathered around Koron. All of his friends, that are cheering and celebrating the Buizels second place. While the little Pipsqueak remained attached to Korons chest.
This moment was crowned with a silver medal. As he recieved this medal, the Buizel jumped onto the roof of his car and lifted the medal up into the air. Towards the crowd of his friends. And he announced with a proud, dragonfly decorated chest:“ I thank you all my friends. Next time, this will be gold!“