Black's story
Turn Back if you have not read Pokemon Black Adventures: White
[-ROUTE 3]
Blue eyes peeked out from behind the bushed trail, gulping. "What was she…with her…?" He ducked back behind a tree as the tall brunette girl started down the path with her partner Pokémon, and the other woman headed back. He watched them both part ways, his small dragon making a small confused noise. He pat Axew on the head, sighing.
"It's okay. Don't worry about it!" He smiled, going down the side path through the bushes and trees. Axew made a small squeak but nuzzled up to his trainer's cheek, yawning. "Go ahead and sleep, Axew. I'll walk us back to Nacrene city."
The path grew darker under the lush green foliage that the path provided. For not being a forest, it still managed to have good cover in the right places. He stretched a little, not wanting to disturb his buddy. The sun started setting early behind the trees of the short route. Shadows set in, shading the path that the young trainer took. The grasses rustled fiercely, making Black turn quickly towards the sound. It rustled left, right, in front of him…and then—
"Mya!" He jumped when he heard the noise and turned back around, looking down at a self-bathing, purple kitten. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiling at his own jumpiness.
"A Purrloin huh…that girl was calling for one," He dug in his bag, retrieving a blue device. Purrloin's image appeared on it, and a male voice went on speaking about the cat's attributes.
"This Pokédex sure proved useful," he smiled, putting it back in his bag, pulling out another Pokéball and got a smirk. "Now, let's work on completing it—" He went to throw his Pokéball with strong hands grasped the wrist holding it and pulled back. He gasped in shock, looking to his right where he was grabbed when his left wrist was grabbed in a similar manner.
"What are you—! Hey!" Black tugged his arms back, Axew squeaking and was awoken by his master's shouts, and how he fell back behind the attackers.
The shadowy dressed figures held him firmly, as a third one of them stepped out from behind a tree in front of the young trainer.
"…Come with us." The male voice spoke solemnly, an almost forced lower voice, and they briskly hauled the kicking trainer down a deeper, alternate route.
