The Secret Power

Prologue


Darkness. Complete darkness. Then, suddenly, a burst if golden flames in the fireplace aroused her thoughts.

"Ah, Angel. You're finnaly here." said Koran, walking into the room.

"Yes. Now, what's the mission?" said Angel.

"I need you to travel to Jhoto to find trainers. Not just any trainers though. Strong trainers."

"Is that all?" I said, pulling my long black hair up into a ponytail. The red tips looked like burning flames next to the night which was the rest of my hair.

"Yes, But don't tell anyone you're leaving."

"Not even Ticer?"

"Not even Ticer."

"Okay. But how am I supposed to get there? There are no ships leaving tonight."

"Take Pidgeot," he said, handing me a Pokeball. "He can make the journey."

"I'll call you when I arrive in Jhoto. Goodbye Koran."

"Goodbye Angel." were the last words out of his mouth. After Koran heard a adoor slam, a loud mirthless laugh filled the room.