I'm excited! I don't know if this'll get continued or not, but...

Yeah...

Enjoy!

P.S. 波が作る音 is my transition. It's Japanese for "Sound That Wave Makes." Thought it fit =D

A girl with brown hair, brown eyes, and eevee ears is tied to a chair.

She wears a black, short-sleeve shirt. Her pants are black. Her hoodie, also black. Gym shoes. Color of the night's dark.

Her hair has fallen over her face. Her eyes are closed, but her eye lids flutter as if her eyes were tracing back and forth in the blindness, thinking.

Hoping.

That's it!

Her fingernails, all ten on hands tied behind her, form into claws.

You know, the sharp kind.

Her fingers move to the knot, and she slips her claws into it and start untying. The rope is claw-proof, as she had expected.

The ropes that bind her slack and fall to the ground. She stands.

Seventeen.

And pretty good for it.

The girl knows that the room is pitch-black.

So she uses her special power, ESPN. What the name stood for, she didn't know, didn't care. But she could use it to sense the world around her.

Just like aura.

And sense emotions, thoughts sometimes.

Just like aura.

And form it into powerful spheres.

Just like aura.

But it wasn't aura.

She didn't care.

Her eyes snap open, an unmistakable sharpness to them.

Left! Straight left from where I stand.

She runs and jabs her claw into the lock, jimmying it open.

The brightness that hits doesn't faze her. She slides quickly across the walls, sneaking past guard after guard.

Easy.

And then she spots a window. The only one in the building.

Will, if you're not there when I get down there, I might have to kill you.

First she must get the sphere. The gem, the jewel, whatever.

Where?

Left around the corridor, right around the next. Left again. Right. Right. There.

She runs this time. She's out. They won't catch her again.

She enters the room. No lock. A trap. She uses her power. A few invisible trip wires.

Stupid. Just stupid.

She steps over it, and takes the sphere, carefully dodging the others.

And then runs to the window.

Lock. Jimmy it. Open.

Air, fresh air. She looks down, and uses her power.

Will, I have to kill you now.

Oh, well. She slips the sphere into her pocket and zips it.

Tree. Right. High? Enough.

She jumps, and lands squarely on the tree's highest branch. A bit of light turns her eevee ears into human ones. She climbs down. And walks.

She was in the middle of a huge city.

No one would know she'd been kidnapped for six hours.

Six? No wonder Will wasn't there.

"Hey, turn around." She hears a man's voice, calm. Beckoning. Will's voice. But not quite. She smirks and slowly turns around.

Nope. Not Will. A guy with a tuned voice. Perfectly copied. But she could always tell the voice was cloned.

"Who are you?" She asks, forcing herself to sound afraid.

"Your worst nightmare." He smirks. Then launches at her. She swiftly dodges. He turns around... only to be punched in the face. He falls unconscious.

She looks around.

No one, miraculously, saw. She smirks and leaves the man there.

波が作る音

When she enters a the pokemon center, she is greeted by a voice.

"Eve." She turns around and smiles.

"Will. Mission complete." He smiles as Eve hands him the sphere. They begin walking to the portal that will lead them to their base.

"Great job. They didn't hurt you, did they?" He asks, slightly tensing. He was like her uncle, he cared about her. Unlike most of the dorks in her unit.

"Nope." She whips her hair out of her face with a movement of her head and stands tall and proud. Will smiles again. They are silent the remainder of the way.