Ezra sat on the roof of the Pokemon Center, gazing restlessly at the people that walked the streets below him. Nobody even noticed him. Lumiose City was a beautiful city, and Ezra enjoyed living here. A flock of Fletchling fluttered in the sky above, chirping to each other. To normal people, they would be hearing the birds just saying their names, but Ezra could understand them and even communicate with them. He listened closely.
"How much longer?"
"I'm hungry."
"Hush you two."
"Just a few more wing flaps guys."
Ezra was brought back to his surroundings when his Pokeball rustled. He glanced down, grasping it in his hand. He pushed the button, and the Pokeball opened, releasing a Froakie. Except this Froakie wasn't a normal one, it was Shiny. And he nicknamed him Dev. Dev stretched his body, "How much longer until we return to the Lab?" Ezra shrugged, "At least until Sycamore calls us." Dev hopped onto Ezra's left shoulder, which was his favorite spot. "And that will be about an hour later?" he croaked. Ezra chuckled, "Maybe, maybe not. We don't know yet." Then the Holo Caster began to chime. He smiled at Dev, "Guess it was five seconds, huh?" Ezra brought the Holo Caster out, pressing a button that answered the call. A hologram of Professor Sycamore lit up, smiling. "Hey Ezra," he greeted. "I'm going to Anistar City to do some research on the sundial. Can you look after the Lab while I'm gone?"
Ezra nodded, "You can count on me, Sycamore! Dev and I won't let anything bad happen!" Sycamore's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Ezra. Take care!" Then call then ended, and the hologram disappeared. Ezra took Dev's Pokeball out, "Okay, buddy. Time to go in." Dev, who was eager to return to the Lab, hopped off his shoulder, "No way! I want to stretch my legs out!" He then leaped off the roof and onto the cement, and bounded off in the direction of the Pokemon Lab. Ezra leaped down and took off after him, "Dev! Wait up!"
They were halfway to the Lab when a voice stopped them in their tracks.
"Hey! Kid! What's the big hurry?"
"Oh great," Ezra muttered. "It's Oleg." He turned, Dev hopping onto his shoulder. A boy about fourteen years old stood a few yards away, two other boys standing behind him. "That Froakie of yours," Oleg sneered. "Hand it over!" Ezra glared at him, "Over my dead body." Oleg hissed, "Go, Sneasel!" His Pokeball launched out, releasing a sleek, black Pokemon with white claws, a red ear, red eyes, a yellow jewel on its forehead, and two red quill-like tails sticking up. "Time to cut up a few losers!" it roared. Dev smirked, hopping off Ezra's shoulder, "As if, you Slowpoke!" Sneasel snarled, clearly enraged. "Use Night Slash!" Oleg barked. Sneasel rushed forwards, its claws glowing a reddish tint. "Dev! Quickly use Double Team!" Ezra shouted. Dev made swift movements, generating perfect copies of himself that surrounded Sneasel. It landed a Night Slash on one of the copies, becoming more enraged. "Use Bubble!" The copies shot out blue air bubbles that landed direct hits on Sneasel. When the thick water vapor cleared, the real Dev had landed in front of Ezra, the copies having vanished. Sneasel was still standing. "Boys! Let's outnumber the kid!" Oleg shouted. The boys threw their Pokeballs out, releasing a Ninjask and a Haunter. Uh-oh, Ezra thought to himself, What do I do now? Suddenly, an Air Slash rushed past Ezra and Dev, slamming into the Ninjask. Ezra turned around to see a Braviary and its trainer, a man with brown hair and teal eyes, rushing to him. "Don't worry, kid! I got your back!" he told him as he reached his side. The Ninjask lied at one of the boy's feet, defeated. "Just how strong is that Braviary!?" Dev asked. The Braviary simply landed beside Dev, "Stronger than these bucketheads." Ezra nodded to Dev, "Alright Dev, use Bubble on Sneasel!" Dev leaped into the air and shot the same bubbles at Sneasel. "Braviary, use Air Cutter and add momentum to that Bubble!" the man called. Braviary's wings glowed, then it flapped them once to launch shards of wind at the Bubble attack. The attacks somehow merged, and were going faster. The Sneasel and Haunter couldn't dodge in time as the attack hit. An explosion of dust roared, forcing Ezra to raise his arms and protect his eyes from getting debris in them. When it died down, he lowered his arms, his jaw dropping. Sneasel and Haunter both lied on the ground, both defeated.
"Retreat! Retreat!" Oleg yelled, returning Sneasel to its Pokeball. Haunter and Ninjask were returned as well, and the three ran away. Dev hopped over to Ezra, climbing up to his left shoulder, crying in triumph. "You fought well kid," the man complimented him. Ezra was about to thank him when Sycamore ran over to them. "Ezra, what happened? Is everyone alright?" he asked in a worried tone. Ezra gestured to the man, "We're all okay, thanks to him." The man pat his Braviary on its head, "Three boys tried to ambush him. I happened to be nearby." Sycamore sighed in relief, "Thank you. Ezra is one of my assistants, and I don't want anything to happen to him. I'm Professor Sycamore." Sycamore held his hand out. The man shook Sycamore's hand, "My name is Kanan. Kanan Jarrus."
