- The Ocean-

A small boat was skimming across the water, heading west to the continent of Falor. On this boat was a blue, dog-like Pokemon wearing a crimson scarf, and he was manuvering the boat with ease. This Pokemon was Riolu. By the Pokemon's side was a bag of strange proportions, tied shut.

-Reward City, Back Alley-

"Hey, get back here!"

"Grrmph!"

A orange fox-like Pokemon ran through the alleyways of Reward City, chasing down the large gray Pokemon ahead of it. This Pokemon was carrying a large sack on it's shoulder, and it quickly sped through the dark tunnels of the city with amazing power.

The large Rhydon turned to the left sharply. The fox Pokemon, who happened to be a Fennekin, was nearly out of breath, so she couldn't stop in time as she ran straight into a stone wall. Falling onto her side, she puffed heavily as she caught her breath. The Rhydon had escaped, and it had stolen her precious item.

A voice called out to Fennekin in the distance. Getting up, she dashed out from the alley into the bustling city. A white pokemon with a green head was running around the street, looking left and right frantically.

"Fennekin?! Were have you gone off to?!" The Ralts yelled, before sighting her best friend. "There you are! I was worried sick!"

Fennekin walked up to her friend, sighing. "That large Pokemon got away with my special item... This sucks, flamingly bad."

Ralts looked down at her feet, before looking at her friend. "What do we do now?"

"I don't know. At times like these, my mom was usually there when I needed help." Fennekin said. "But now that she's gone..."

Suddenly, the two female Pokemon heard angry shouting coming from the east.

"Maybe the thief has shown up again?!" Ralts exclaimed.

"Let's go see!" Fennekin agreed, before the duo ran towards the loud yelling.

-Reward City, Eastern Docks-

"What do you mean, I can't lodge my boat here?!" Riolu asked, as the Shipyard Master Carracosta crossed his arms.

"This dock is fer large vessels to port, not landlubbin' dogs like ya'self ter be leaving yer flimsy raft!" Carracosta exclaimed in a deep accented voice. "So get yer ship off me docks!"

"Fine then!" Riolu walked over to his boat, and grabbed the edge. Within a breath, he pulled it up over his head and carried it back to the Shipyard Master. "Where can I put it then?"

"Ye can... errr... put it in da warehouse down dat ways." Carracosta pointed over to a broken down warehouse, which had holes in it's roof and moss growing on the sides.

"Alright, thank you." Riolu said. "I'm sorry I bothered you." He bowed slightly before taking his boat to the warehouse.

Fennekin and Ralts had made it to the docks and saw Riolu lift his boat out of the water. In awe they watched him carry his boat all the way to a little warehouse in the back of the docks without breaking a sweat.

"That is one strong Pokemon, being as small as he is." Ralts muttered. Fennekin shook her head in agreement, but did not say anything. Ralts turned to Fennekin and said, "Well, maybe we could ask him for help?"

"Help? Ralts, by embers, why would a random stranger help us?" Fennekin asked, facing Ralts. "If a large and dangerous Pokemon stole something from someone you didn't know, would you help them get it back?"

"Well..."

"Excuse me, but I couldn't help but hear your conversation." Riolu said. Ralts and Fennekin looked back out to the docks and saw Riolu walking towards them, lugging along a odd bag. "I, in fact, would go and help the random Pokemon."

"Then, then, you would help us?!" Fennekin asked, her eyes sparkling at Riolu's kindness.

"So you were talking about yourselves?" Riolu stated before replying to Fennekin's question. "Well, I don't see why not, sure!"

"Flames and embers, thank you!"

"Well, I think this is a bad idea. You're putting your trust in a total stranger with amazing strength and enchanting eyes." Ralts remarked.

"What about my eyes?" Riolu asked.

"N-nothing!" Ralts stuttered, blushing slightly under her lime-colored cap.