[X] My Assistant

[The Rose Crusade...]

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Aaron's smile was beaming ear to ear as he stepped into the trainer box at the far end of the battle field. His new acquaintance Zack was stationed at the other side of the white-painted box, a dry and dirty field spread between them. The oddly-clad old man Angus took the position of referee on the side of the field. "This guy is just full of surprises" Aaron slyly thought to himself. He still could not wrap his head around how a seemingly ancient old guy was expecting to start being a pokemon trainer now. A short young girl had even tried to pester Angus about the rarity of his flying Pikachu, a question Angus had answered in depth. Something about a gift from his grandson, hatched from an egg, yadda yadda yadda. You know, a real sap story.

Aaron didn't really want to hear any of that. Any person who needs to wait until their hair is balding to become a pokemon trainer probably means they really weren't cut out for the profession in the first place. Aaron didn't think this to be an elitist or anything, it was just the truth. Aaron had spent enough time training with old, conservative adults at the Violet City Gym to know that training pokemon was an activity for young people, not old farts. They just could never keep up--it was that simple.

Angus waved his hands so as to herald in the official beginning of this oh-so unofficial match.

"Go Loki!" Aaron called as he threw his first pokeball onto the field, making contact with the ground in a bright flash of white light. Onlookers heard the pokemon before they saw it, a low buzzing hum emanating from its relentlessly flapping translucent wings. It was a moderately large orange and green bug with two black, beady eyes. Every few seconds it shifted its position very quickly, never able to seemingly stay focused or in place for more than a few moments at a time. Loki had a lot of energy--he had been cooped up in his pokeball for far too long. It was clear to Loki that Grayson was Aaron's favorite--they had been through to much together after all--but Loki was hoping that this battle would change things and Aaron would start to use him more frequently.

As Zach summoned his pokemon to the field in a similar fashion, a small brown and blue pokemon appeared. Although Aaron's knowledge of flying pokemon was quite extensive, his expertise on basically everything else was sort of shoddy. As soon as he deemed his pokemon ready, Aaron pointed his index finger straight at Zach's pokemon.

"Alright Loki, let's get this started shall we. Start with Quick Attack!" Aaron commanded. Loki, after flitting around back and forth rather impatiently, jumped at the bit to finally get started. He took off as fast as he could muster, leaving a white trail of energy with silver streaks behind him as he flew straight towards the Drilbur.

[Captain Combuske...]

Aaron and Zack entered the Pokemon Center to what Zack could only describe as audio carnage. Angry voices yelling at the top of their lungs. A shrieking whistle that rendered the whole room to deathly silence. The booming voice of Officer Jenny. It was all a little too much to take in. Zack was so dazed by the sudden noise that he hardly heard the police officer's words. In fact, he heard just two.

"Stolen Pokemon".

These two words were all it took to snap him out of his bewildered state. He turned and looked where the torrent of voices had been. He was a little shocked at what he saw. The angry trainers were all people he recognised. They had all been at the Grand Invitational. These were talented and tough trainers, and they'd had their Pokemon stolen? Zack couldn't quite believe it. Whilst Officer Jenny explained to the trainers what to do, Zack thought inwardly. Pokemon getting stolen was risky, dangerous business. Zack wasn't sure how safe he felt around Petropolis. After all, he was just starting out as a trainer. He was weaker than a lot of these people, and look what had happened to them. They'd had their Pokemon taken from them! Did he really want to risk any of his friends coming to the same fate?

Zack mulled his thoughts over more as the hubbub started again and he and Aaron had their Pokemon healed. He just couldn't decide what to think. One the one hand, Zack was a tough person, and his Pokemon were also tough cookies. They could take a little rough and tumble. On the other hand, the thought of losing one of them... he couldn't bear it. And it seemed that Aaron was having exactly the same thought process.

"If peoples' pokemon are getting stolen, the best thing to do might be to get out of town. I'm sure the caves will be safer than downtown, but still, who knows."

Zack seriously gave this statement a thought. It was true, this could be dangerous. He didn't want to risk his Pokemon. And he trusted Aaron's judgment. If even he was having doubts about the situation, then surely leaving was the best policy! But then a part of Aaron's statement stuck in the back of Zack's mind. The Caves. That was it! The words of Zack's father rang through his ears at these words.

"Son, when ya need a shelter or a hidey hole, always remember. Yer a mount'n lad, born 'n raised. Caves are yer ally. They'll offer yer sanctry."

It was all so simple! Aaron and Zack needed simply to go to the caves as they had planned. Zack was confident he could keep the two of them safe there with his experience of caves (not that Aaron needed help). They could just stay there a short while, maybe find the Razor Fang Aaron wanted, and emerge again once the Pokemon had been found, and the culprits had been stopped! Easy! Zack had made his decision.

"It might be better if we split up, come to think of it. Traveling in a pack makes us more of a welcome target, and since these guys mean business, I wouldn't put anything past 'em."

Zack was a little surprised at Aaron's suggestion, but he had made his decision, and now he'd stick with it. His expression hardened as he replied.

"Nah, man. Safety in numbers and all that, after all. Besides, we're heading to some caves. A.K.A Zack's patch. Stick with me, we'll BOTH be safe, trust me."

Aaron seemed perfectly happy with Zack staying after that, so the two of them decided to get going to the caves posthaste. No use tempting fate, after all. The two went to the Pokemon Center doors, out of the Pokemon Center and away from the city, heading towards their little hidey hole until all this fuss faded away.

This post has been edited by Captain Combusken: Aug 15 2013, 05:23 PM