"Breaking news! There is a new story developing about a 13-year-old Jackson Durand who was killed on Tuesday," the news reporter yelled right into the camera seemingly at the top of his lungs, "Police have found evidence to support that Jackson was killed by none other than a Gyarados he was attempting to catch. The evidence suggests that Jackson's capture failed, and only angered the Pokémon. Jackson's body was found covered in 4th Degree Burns. His right leg also appeared to be barbarically amputated, and indentations on the horrible wound indicate that it was bitten off. Today, government officials in Castelia City, as well as in all other regions, are discussing what to do, if anything, about this story. We shall release more information regarding this story as it develops. I'm Tara Jayne, Unova4 News."

With that, I knew something was happening that would change everything about our world. Everyone in the Pokémon Center was dead silent. I took this as my cue to leave, so I hurried to the front desk and snatched my Pokémon from Nurse Joy right as she was about to give them to me.

"Hey! Don't just run off!", she yelled at me.

"Sorry! I just remembered...uh...I have some where to go!", I yelled back.

"Okay then, please be careful and come back soon."

"I will if I need anything!"

I ran out of the Pokémon Center with my Pokéballs rattling all over the place in my messenger bag. My brunette hair flew back, turning it into somewhat of a bird's nest, as I started heading towards the Nimbasa City Gym, speeding past the Battle Subway Building with the huge Ferris Wheel in sight. My name is Chase, and since I was seven-years-old, I knew that I would be a Pokémon Trainer. I left on my journey just a few months ago from Striaton City, and I've already gotten three Gym Badges! Although I'm trying to get all of the Gym Badges, I never really wanted to be the Elite Four Champion or anything big like that; I just wanted wanted to train and be alongside Pokémon as friends.

The Nimbasa City Gym was, from what I've heard, is an Electric-type Gym, but when I got there, a notice was posted on the door in big red letters saying:

"This gym and all other gyms have been (hopefully) temporarily closed due to recent events, as well as by the request of the Pokémon League and the Unova Government. We are sorry for the inconvienience."

"Oh well...," I let out with a sigh

I knew this had something about that incident with the kid being basically incinerated, but I stood there for a little while pondering why they would go as far as closing down all of the gyms, most likely not just in this region. I mean it was just one psycho Gyarados, wasn't it? No sane Pokémon would actually harm a person, let alone kill them...right? I thought about this as I slowly walked back towards the Pokémon Center. I stayed there the rest of the day and finally fell asleep on one of the couches.

The next day, I was rudely awakened by two guys in black uniforms. They shook me around some which woke me up some more, clearing my blurry vision, and now being able to see a logo on their uniforms with a blue "P."

"By order of the Unova government, you are under arrest," the one on the left of me said in a husky voice.

"What?!...but...why?!"

"We have been ordered to detain all of the Pokémon Trainers we can find to relieve them of their Pokémon."

"But you two don't look like government officials."

"And you'd be right. We are Team Plasma, and under an official agreement between the government, we have been asked to carry this out for them."

The two grunts forcefully pulled me up off of the couch, and they started pushing me towards many black vans outside that look as though they were meant to hold prisoners. The problem was, I had done nothing wrong! What the heck is happening all of a sudden!? I knew this wasn't right, so right when we made it out of the doors, I bolted towards Route 5.

"Hey!" screamed about twelve Team Plasma grunts

They started to give chase. I ran as fast as a Ninjask's wings toward the grassy route. I made the quick decision to hide in the first tree I saw. I climbed up into the leafy branches of the tree, peeking through the foliage, I saw the grunts run by until all I could see was a blob of gray.

I sighed with relief...

"HHIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSS!"

"AAAAHHHHHHH!", I screamed

My shock from the noise knocked me off-balance, causing me to fall out of the tree.

THUD!

"Ow! What was that noise."

I then saw a little green body with a big yellow head. It was a Sewaddle; probably one of the cutest Pokémon in the entire region, and it scared me half to death. But Back to the matters at hand. I still can't believe what just happened. The government is now actually taking trainers in to custody? That's just nuts! There even going as far to hire a criminal organization to do their dirty work! Something is wrong and I'm taking it upon myself to find out exactly what that something is.