Inside a deep forest, there was a big ruckus. Paws scuttled on the forest floor. Barking could be heard from a pack of Pokemon chasing a smaller Pokemon. The smaller one was an Eevee, and he was petrified. All he did was just stop by a stream to sip up some water, then suddenly a whole pack of Mightyena jumped from the bushes and started the chase! What did they want from the poor Eevee? Although it might've only been the time of day, you try being small and getting surprised by a pack of scary looking Pokemon.
The Eevee had no real idea as to where he would go, only that it be to safety. But alas, the poor kitsune's luck was terrible that day, and he ran smack into a boulder. That wasn't there before, he thought, shaking his head, turning to see the pack gaining up to him.
Please, he thought, looking to the sky, Arceus, if you're really up there, please save my life! I'm way too young to die- As if his prayer had been answered, a sudden bright blue glow in front of him launched at the closest Mightyena, who was knocked out immediately. The pack froze in their tracks to glance at who fired the blast.
In front of the Eevee, a Lucario stood, its arms out in a defensive stance. It fired another Aura Sphere into the pack, taking out two more of the Mightyena. Some already started to retreat, but the more braver ones took up the Lucario's sides, cornering him. If the Eevee wasn't already glued to where he was, he would've ran off already.
The Lucario used Extreme Speed to evade two hyenas jumping out to Bite it. They collided and knocked each other out, and the Lucario used a Focus Blast on a third who foolishly tried attacking it up front. By this time, the entire pack cowered in fear and ran away, tails tucked between their legs.
The Lucario stood where it was, catching its breath, and glanced over to the small Eevee. "Hey there," it said with a gruff voice, indicating he was male. He held out his paw to stroke the Eevee's trembling head. "The name's Toby, and I'm here to help out."
The Eevee looked up and got a good look at his savior. He wore a black trench coat and had a red bandanna tied around his right arm. He looked more friendly than the pack that had recently been chasing him, so he walked up to him and rubbed his leg. "T-Thanks for saving me," his voice trembled.
"That's what we do, kid," Toby replied. He picked up the Eevee and hoisted him on his shoulder. "If you mind, I'd like to take you back to our base. That cool with you?"
"Y-Yeah, that's fine . . . " Though the Eevee was still shaking, he felt like he could trust this sudden stranger. He did fend off a pack of twenty-something hyenas for him and didn't bat an eye.
"I'll fill you in on the way there, buddy." And the two set off back to the forest, where a whole civilization of Pokemon was waiting, a whole civilization dedicated to saving wild Pokemon like the Eevee. A civilization that called themselves Team Riot.