This is a Pokemon adventure story that I've wanted to do for a while... hope you guys like it :D

A small creak echoed across the empty basement of Victor's house. Immediately after the creak, Victor froze mid-step. Victor's dark brown eyes flitted back and forth, searching the darkness as if he was expecting something to emerge from it. His body tensed up as he went on high alert. His ears listened for the slightest sound that might indicate that the creak had awoken his parents from their sleep. After hearing nothing, Victor let out a sigh of relief and decided to trade secrecy for speed. He lithely slid down the stairs leading to the basement.

As he entered the basement, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned on the screen. The soft light from the phone silhouetted Victor's dark face as he checked the time. 12:45, ok I should be good. The moment he looked up however; a flash of color beyond the glass door leading to his backyard caught his attention. Immediately, he focused his gaze on the last place he saw the flash of color. If he wasn't mistaken, it was a tan like color. Creeping up to the glass door, Victor pressed his face against the chilly glass, his breath fogging up the glass as he searched for what that color could have been. And looking to his right, he found it. A foot long Pokemon with an elongated snout and tan coloration on its belly busily searched the grass around him for berries. His eyes widened and his heart began to beat a little faster.

A Cyndaquil. Oh my goodness, I LOVE Cyndaquil…I've always wanted one, but I couldn't have one because they aren't around here. Wait…what is a Cyndaquil doing in Hoenn anyway?

Victor's parents had always told him to stay away from Pokemon until he had one of his own. And of course when he finally decided to break out of his shell and get a Pokemon, he didn't have the money to buy one and he wasn't able to travel to Professor Birch's laboratory alone. However, Victor had been feeling rebellious today and he loved Cyndaquil. A click was heard as he flicked the lock to the unlock position. Then, against his better judgment, Victor silently opened the door and stepped out into his backyard. He put his arms out beside him and crouched slightly before lightly walking towards the Cyndaquil. The damp grass poked at his bare feet. His breathing grew shallower and his heart began to pound at his chest as he grew increasingly more nervous the closer he got to the Pokemon.

"It's ok Cyndaquil," whispered Victor, more to himself than the Cyndaquil."It's ok, I'm not going to hurt you."

At that moment, Cyndaquil did an about face and looked up at Victor's face, his head tilted to the side with curiosity.

Oh my gosh, he doesn't seem scared at all! I thought Cyndaquil were supposed to be timid. Maybe he likes me!

Suddenly, flames sprung out from Cyndaquil's back accompanied with a rushing sound. A warm, orange glow illuminated Victor's body, showing his attire: black sweat pants, and a black form fitting t-shirt clinging to his toned body. As the heat rolled off of Cyndaquil's flame, Victor backed away quickly, his hands shielding his eyes by instinct. This Cyndaquil was definitely much feistier than the average bear. Just as Victor was about to turn around and go back in his home, a bone crushing force slammed into his right side. On instinct, he gasped, but immediately after, the air was forced from his lungs as he was sent rolling across the ground. He lay several feet away from the Cyndaquil, sprawled out and unmoving because of the pain from whatever struck him. Victor's face was pressed against the grass and his breathing came out as shallow pants. It was spring, and with his nose right up against the grass like that, the smell of pollen filled his nose.

It's strange that I'm thinking about this right after being attacked by something. Come on; get it together…call for help Vic…call for help.

Victor let out a pained groan as he tried to rise to his feet. He placed both of his palms on the ground and managed, through much struggle to raise his body up about a foot off the ground and what met his eyes made his body go numb with dread. A fully grown Typhlosion loomed over him, its fangs bared as it growled at his broken figure. The Typhlosion then rose to its feet, reaching its full 6 foot height before roaring.

"TyyPHLOSIOOOOONN!"

With that, its mane sprung ablaze, highlighting the cream and blue coloration on its fur and building upon the heat gathered around the area.

Call for help stupid, call for help!

A choked cry of "Help!" escaped from Victor's mouth. The Typhlosion had tackled himtoo hard, he couldn't breathe enough to call for help.

Gotta get away.

Victor laid back down and crawled forward in an attempt to escape the angry Typhlosion. A whooshing sound accompanied with a sudden spike in heat in the area caught his attention. Beads of sweat began to spring up on the back of his neck as he furiously crawled away. Against his better judgment, Victor peered over his shoulder to see a cloak of flame encasing Typhlosion's entire 6 foot frame.

Flame wheel.

There was no way he could possibly outrun a Flame Wheel, and Typhlosion's Flame wheel was second to none.

This…..isn't good.

With a sniffle, Victor desperately quickened the pace of his crawl to try and escape the angry parent Typhlosion.

"Swampert, use Take Down!" desperately roared a voice from above.

"Swaampert!"

A crashing sound echoed around Victor's massive backyard as Swampert slammed into Typhlosion, canceling its Flame Wheel and sending it crashing into the wooded area behind Victor's backyard.

Victor stopped crawling and rolled on his back as he heard a voice give Swampert a command, his dad's voice. And there his dad stood, slightly taller than Victor's 5'11 frame, his skin a shade of milk chocolate, and his hair nonexistent. Despite being in his mid-40's he looked and was surprisingly athletic. Next to him was his Swampert, powerful and imposing, with its blue and white coloring vaguely illuminated by Cyndaquil's flame.

"V!" shouted Victor's dad without taking his eyes off of the woods, "What have I TOLD you about going near Pokemon without one of your own? Now look at you!"

Victor let his head drop in embarrassment. This was all his fault.

"Swampert, get ready!" said Victor's dad.

Heavy, muted footsteps could be heard from the forest when Typhlosion suddenly burst from the forest, a livid look adorning its face. The Typhlosion rose to its hind legs, threw its head back and let out a enraged roar, challenging Swampert despite the type disadvantage.

Victor's dad started, "Alright Swampert, Hydr-"

Before he could finish calling the attack, 6 successive thunderous thuds resounded around the backyard. Dust blossomed up and scattered around the open space, veiling whatever made the thudding sound. Before the dust could settle, a voice roared from the forest.

"Electrodes, use Explosion!"

"Swampert!" immediately barked Victor's dad, "get in front of V and use Protect, NOW!"

A brilliant light flared up from the middle of the dust cloud as the 6 Electrode prepared to use Explosion. Victor simply stared in awe at the scene before him when suddenly a hulking quadrupedal silhouette slid in front of him. At that moment, a tremendous kaboom echoed throughout an immense range. Even though Victor lived in the suburban area of Slateport City, he was certain that the folks in Slateport would hear it. The sound of the Explosions pounded into Victor's ear drums, causing all other sound gave way to an insistent ringing in his ears.

Swampert's Protect barely activated in time. Just as the explosion reached Swampert, the shimmering green barrier began to surround it, but it did not finish its formation in time. A pressure wave slammed into the Protect but was deflected around the impenetrable barrier. Orange flames washed up on the green barrier but were also deflected up and over the barrier. Unfortunately, the barrier had not completely encircled Swampert and as a result didn't properly protect Victor. The pressure wave was deflected around the barrier, but a portion of it managed to slam into Victor, sending him sprawling across the grass and slamming into the back of his house...what was left of it.

The Explosions had carved out a portion of the back of Victor's house, completely destroying the deck that had been perched on the back of the house.

Victor fought to maintain consciousness, he was in so much pain! His entire body was aching, his side was most likely visibly throbbing, his muscles might as well have been wet spaghetti.

"D...d..." Victor tried to call out to his father, praying that he somehow was ok after that almighty explosion.

However, as he tried to speak, black dots began sweeping the edge of his vision, his eyelids felt like they had weights attached to them, trying to force his eyes shut. But Victor couldn't allow that to happen, not yet, he had to make sure his dad was ok. He was still on his back and it caused him pain to turn his head, but he had to find his dad, this whole thing was his fault...his dad had to be ok.

Fighting back tears, Victor's eyes scanned the smoke while simultaneously fighting to maintain consciousness. At this point, his aching had given way to a numbness that coated his entire body. The Typhlosion that he had encountered earlier lay on the ground, still and unmoving with the flame on its neck gone out. Somehow it had gotten closer to Victor before passing out. Suddenly, a tall, humanoid emerged from the smoke blanketing the area. The first thing Victor noticed was a light blue on top of the figure. After this one was a smaller, curvier figure, also with blue on the top. Behind the second figure, was another fairly large figure being dragged along. This pair was headed towards the Typhlosion. In the dead silence, Victor barely heard a feminine voice past the ringing in his ear.

"Oh yeah, make the girl drag the big man person along" said the voice sarcastically.

A gruff voice responded back, "Oh, so YOU wanna drag the bigass Typhlosion around?"

"Psh" remarked the more feminine voice, "He's probably just as heavy as the Typhlosion"

"yeah, well the Typhlosion is more dangerous."

When they finally reached the Typhlosion, Victor could make out details: black and white striped shirt, blue bandana, blue pants, and they were matching! Nobody dressed like that, nobody would willingly look like a pirate when it wasn't Halloween. So it must be, these two were from Team Aqua!

Victor could also make out the person they were dragging along. He was bald, dark, and very muscular, they had his dad!

"N...no" mumbled Victor.

The shock and despair he felt drained the rest of his energy and the black dots swept across his eyes and his eyelids were dragged shut.