Una lay comfortably on her side, watching the sun come up over the harbor; the rays of sunlight dancing elegantly on the edges of the waves as they broke against the cold, concrete dock line.

The city was still quiet but would soon be a bustle with street performers, tourists and phony stalls trying to sell off their useless junk. Una loved Goldenrod City, the look, the smell, the sounds, the forever changing community and landscape. There was a certain perfume of mystery that hung in the air in Goldenrod City, a musk that seemed to permeate from everyone who passed through the city. A secretive, insidious musk, it was these things that intoxicated Una's senses and is what made Una call Goldenrod home.

Una's jiggypuff shaped alarm clock started to holler and hoot at her like a disgruntled Mankey, so she decided to get up. Una stretched out her longs legs over the bed and onto the cold wooden floor. She made herself a strong pot of coffee and then made her way out onto the terrace where her darling Blinky was perching on the outdoor table nibbling on a berry.

Blinky was the most stunning Furret Una had ever seen. A glossy coat that shined in the sun, strong, proud eyes with a loyal demeanor, he was her pride and joy.

Una blankly scratched behind Blinky's ear as she watched the city awake from its uneasy slumber. Blinky purred gently as Una's hand caressed his ear. Una wondered if she would later wander down to the market and pick up a few things. It wasn't important.

"Come on Blinky" Una spoke as she took her last sip of coffee.

Blinky bounded along in front of her and pressed the tip of his pokeball, after which he glowed red and disappeared into his pokeball. Una dressed herself in a crisp, white blouse and black, business skirt with little black ballet shoes. Una collected her belongings, along with Blinky's pokeball and left her apartment.

There was a chilled breeze outside that smelt vaguely of salt; it was fresh and nipped at your fingers, it was a new morning. Una unlocked her bike and started to ride downhill, her charcoal hair whipping violently in the wind.

Una screamed with delight as she gained speed downhill, her bike rattling beneath her like an old steam engine. Suddenly and out of nowhere, a rogue Hoppip blindsided Una and knocked her off her bike completely. Una flew off and into a hedge, unharmed.

Una was dazed temporarily and could make out a faint voice in the distance. Once her vision steadied and her hearing returned she noticed a tall man standing next to her.

"Are you alright miss, that Pokémon came out of nowhere!"
"I'm fine, thank you" Una replied lay there, stunned.
"Was that your Pokémon?" Una glared.
"No, of course not!"

Una stood, regained composure and straightened her skirt with her hands. The man looked quite flushed and out of breath, Una decided to do the polite thing and ask.

"Are you alright?" Una asked.
"Yes, I'm fine I'm just a bit lost"

"Oh, maybe I can help you where are you heading?"
"I'm looking for Professor Bridges Archaeology"
"I'll show you, you're close" Una motioned with her hand.

"Thank you so much".

Una smiled smugly and led him to the office.

"This is it" Una broke the silence.
"Thank you so much, I didn't get your name"
"Una Bridges"
"Wait…thee Professor Bridges, the one I need to see"
"The very same" Una chuckled.

"Why are we wasting time we have to get inside, my name is Eric Vaughn" Eric said with urgency.

The tone in his voice made Una takes him seriously and she let him inside her office. Una led him into her private study and he sat opposite her, a large oak desk sitting in between them.

"So what can I help you with Mr. Vaughn?" Una inquired.
"Well, I'm Eric Vaughn, I'm just a regular businessman and my grandfather passed recently and amongst his belongings I found this map, but the thing is I think I'm being followed and I keep getting strange calls and knocks at the door. I want you to take the map because I want this harassment to end, I've been told you're most discrete on these sorts of issues".

Una raised an eyebrow at him not sure what to say.

"Do you have the map?"
"I do" Eric reached into his briefcase and retrieved an old, tattered piece of parchment with faded ink. Una perused the map for several minutes after which her stomach dropped.

"Do you know of the Immortal Pokémon legend Mr. Vaughn?"
"No, I can't say I do".
"I'm not surprised, it's not a very well known legend, but the way it goes is this. Hidden away in some deep underground cavern lives a Pokémon that has lived for thousands of years and will live until the end of time. It is said the Pokémon holds the secret to immortal life".

"…And the map?" Eric stuttered.
"This map I believe will tell us the location of the cavern, now you say you're being followed?" Una lowered her voice.
"I think so yes" Eric uttered, he too, lowering his voice.
"A few years ago there was a big corporate search for this very Pokémon but it was never found and the funding for the search was discontinued. Rumour has it though there are still some very rich, devout men with personal interests in immortality that are still looking for it today".

Eric sat flabbergasted at what Una had just disclosed. He tilted his chair back and thought for several minutes. Una meanwhile, just sat there reviewing the map intensely, in the middle of the silence; Una heard a muffled, but distinct thud. It sounded like someone breaking through the back door of the office.

"Did you hear that?" Una whispered.
"Hear what?"

There was another loud thud. Una instinctively shoved the map into her top draw.

"That sound!" Una whispered furiously.
"I heard it that time what do we do?"

The door to the parlor flung open and a man dressed in black with a hat pulled over his face stood in the frame. There was then a blinding flash of light and a powder blue Nidorina appeared, hunched over with an temperamental look in its eye.

"I'll be taking the map," The man said in a low, husky voice.
"What map?" Una said calmly.
"Don't play dumb with me Professor, we've been tracking this map for some time and we know for a fact that it is here".
"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just an academic Professor and this man is my associate".

The man chuckled.

"Nidorina lets make this short, hit them with a poison sting and lets get out of here".

Nidorina let out a blistering cry and shards of stingers rained down at Eric and Una.

Una dived under her desk. Una started to panic, Blinky's pokeball was in her bag on the chair near the door behind Nidorina, she was trapped. Una hoped Mr. Vaughn had Pokémon on his persons.

"Mr. Vaughn, are you alright?" Una yelled.

"Yes, go Granbull!"
"Granbull, ice fang!"

Una crawled out from under the desk and looked over it to see a Granbull standing over a wiped out Nidorina.

The man let out an angry grunt and returned Nidorina to its pokeball.

"You've been warned". The man said exclaimed before turning around and leaving in a sprint.

Una stood up and retrieved her bag from the other side of the room.

"Yes Mr. Vaughn, I do believe you're being followed".