ALANA

"Any second now…" I said.

We kept peering from within the bush until the time had come. According to my contact, the legendary beast of the North Wind would be showing up at the Lake of Rage in just three… two… one…

There it was. The mighty Suicune, a brilliant azure form with flowing violet clouds upon its back and a unique crest upon its forehead. It ran upon the waters of the lake, the water glowing beneath its feet and glistening wherever it stood.

"Alright, let's go," I said. I emerged from the bush, and picked a small sphere off of my bag. It grew to the size of a baseball in my hand and I tossed it straight at Suicune. The Pokéball opened and a surprised Suicune converted into bright red energy before entering the ball. The ball sealed shut, and then shook a grand total of once before shattering and sinking into the water. Suicune emerged and looked at me.

"Great," I said, looking at my partner. "So, Picasso, now that we've got its attention, use Mean Look!"

"Smeargle!" Picasso whipped its tail in front of himself, painting in the sky an image of the great yellow eye that makes fleeing nigh impossible.

By this point, Suicune realized it wouldn't be getting out of this. It roared loudly and shot a massive burst of water at Picasso. A Hydro Pump.

"This is our chance. Get out of the way and use Spore!"

Picasso painted a new image in the air, this one a blanket of dust that immediately started to spray toward Suicune. The dust sank over Suicune's face. Its eyes started to close slightly, reopen, and close again. Spore was a sleep-inducer, and the most accurate one known to man. I wasn't taking chances.

Despite its struggles to stay awake, Suicune closed its eyes reluctantly and collapsed into the water.

"We did it!" I exclaimed incredulously.

"Smear-gle!" Picasso agreed.

"Okay, everyone, let's finish this up," I said. I tossed five Pokéballs into the air and watched as the rest of my teammates emerged. "Suicune's asleep. Now we can take it in without a problem."

The others – Meg, Sir X, Herb, Dawn, and Olivia – got beneath Suicune to help Picasso and I carry it. We lifted the sleeping beast, pausing occasionally so that Picasso and Sir X could use sleep-inducing moves to keep it going. I smiled as we kept moving toward our destination.