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Warnings: Fighting. Cussing. Inexperienced writing.

Extra Note: I re-did parts of this chapter because I realized after reading the first review that I really did mess up.

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I know that there are a bunch of crime-fighting caped crusaders out there like Golbatman and Joltikman, but they can only help so much. And I know for a fact that they only fight for their cities so they can't be depended on for far away fights. I guess it's that home-pride or something.

Anyways, everybody – I hope – knows that the real heroes are the ones we take for granted. The many Officer Jennys and Nurse Joys, as well as pokemon rangers. Then there's me. I'm my own hero. I don't really follow anyone and I do what I want. Well, there's Tree, but he's an exception.

My only friends right now are my trusty sewaddle, Sai, who's been with me ever since I was five, and my little joltik, Tory, who joined me a year later.

Since I travel alone I don't have have to worry about a secret identity in order to protect myself or my loved ones.

It would be useless anyways.

I lost my family on the day that woman showed up. I'll never, never forgive her. When I find her she'll definitely pay. I'll make her wish she'd never met me. With my own hands...I'll kill her.

O O O

"Are you sure that this is the place?" I asked. Tory, who was perched on my head, started sparking. "All right, all right! I was just making sure," I grumbled and continued scaling the wall. It was a good thing I had my hair up in a ponytail, otherwise it would be frizzing up by now with all the static.

I grabbed another stone and pulled myself up, panting slightly. Tory could have saved us some time by making a ladder of string shot, but no. He kept insisting that he was trying to 'conserve' his energy. And Sai was busy patrolling the building for what we were hoping was inside, which left me to scale this horrible wall on my own.

I probably didn't have to go up to the roof, but I wasn't sure how good the security was on the ground, and I knew from experience and movies that the roof was the best way to go.

I reached out for the next stone, but my hand slipped and my knee collided with the wall. I cursed and reached up for the stone again, successfully grabbing it this time. Tory pushed down on my head with his front legs.

"Jolt jol?" he asked out of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I answered, then winced slightly when I brought my leg up. I ignored the pain and continued climbing until we reached the top. When my head reached the eave Tory jumped off and scuttled over to the middle of the roof where I noticed Sai was waiting, just like we had planned. Grinning, I hoisted myself up and ducked down as I jogged towards them.

"Did you find him?" I asked. Sai nodded and motioned towards the roof window, where a section of it was opened. "Awesome," I held out my arms, and Sai jumped up onto my right shoulder and Tory took my left, "all right, then. Here we go!"

I ran towards the open window and dived into the small opening. The wind rushed past my ears as I fell into the building. There was a hissing sound coming from both sides of me. I measured the distance I had left before I hit the ground, and timed my landing. I grunted as I spun in the air and wrapped myself in the sticky goo that was now connected to the ceiling. I fell a little more before the goo tightened around my waist and left me hovering a foot above ground.

Sai and Tory jumped off of me and landed on the ground. Sai turned back towards me and shot a razor leaf, effectively cutting the string shot that was holding me in the air. I landed on all fours, then stood up, rubbing my waist with one hand as Sai and Tory climbed back on my shoulders. I petted them both on their heads.

"Great string shot, guys," I said, "but it still needs a little work." Sai rubbed my face apologetically, while Tory just rolled his eyes. "All right, Sai, which way do we go?" I scanned the room and noticed that we were in some sort of lounge, because there was a bar in the corner and a lot of couches and tables decorating the place. It was the sort of place a night club would look like. Sai looked around and motioned towards the hallway in front of us.

I began walking, but froze when I heard voices coming from down the hall. I promptly rolled behind a couch and peered over the side. There were two men casually walking towards were we were, and laughing about whether or not they should steal some of the alcohol that was kept at the bar.

I didn't know if they were joking or not, but it still caused me to growl in disgust. I slapped a hand over my mouth, immediately regretting what I just did.

"Did you hear that?" the one on the left asked the other.

"Yeah..." the other replied. I heard a clicking sound, and when I looked again I saw that they were both armed with pokeballs.

I turned back and whispered orders to Sai and Tory, "Tory, Sai, you guys know what to do." They nodded in unison, then proceeded to carry out their orders. Tory jumped over the couch followed closely by Sai with both of the guards in their sights.

The guards spotted them, but before they could shout Tory shot a wave of electricity at them that instantly paralyzed them. Sai swooped in and wrapped the guards in string shot from their mouth to their waists, effectively trapping their arms. Both of them let out muffled cries then toppled over onto the ground. Their pokeballs fell to the ground and rolled off to the side.

I jumped over the couch and over to Sai and Tory. The guards glared at me and struggled against their restraints, but I ignored them.

"We have to find him now before they find out we're here and set off the alarm!" I exclaimed quietly. Sai nodded and dashed down a hall, with Tory following closely behind. I was about to follow, but hesitated and glanced at the two lone pokeballs that were lying on the ground. I picked them up and tossed them so that they landed on the couch that I had previously hidden behind.

"There," I faced the two guards, "now you know where they are."

Then, I rushed to catch up to Sai and Tory as we made our way through the hallways, knocking out the random guard or two that had the misfortune to be in our way. I had Sai tie them up while Tory used his string shot to stick the guards' pokeballs to the ceiling so they couldn't reach them easily.

We took a couple stairways leading down, and as we ran I noticed how the building seemed to get older the lower we went.

There was mold and grime streaking along on the walls. And there were various spots on the walls where paint was starting to flake and peel off.

I found it somewhat ironic as to how ignorant people could be to their surroundings. The people who attended this night-club had no idea about what evil business happened under their noses. Literally.

Sai suddenly made a sharp turn to the right, and just as I was about to make the turn as well when I heard Sai cry out in alarm. Suddenly, I saw Sai come flying towards me, and I instinctively extended my arms as she landed in them.

With a shock, I realized that Sai had been knocked out. Tory jumped in front of us protectively and sparked angrily.

"Wow. I didn't think that it would be very easy for someone to break into here. Much less a little girl like you. How old are you anyways? Ten? Twelve?"

I growled and turned to glare at the owner of the voice. It was a boy, who looked a little older than myself, but maybe by a year or two at the most. There was a bisharp standing in front of him, which I assumed had been the one to knock out Sai.

"Listen well, Blondie," I growled, "first off, I'm eighteen, and second, I'm going to kill you for hurting Sai." I set Sai on the ground behind me. Then I assumed a battle position by bringing my fists up. Blondie snickered again.

"That's an overstatement, isn't it? Even if you do manage to defeat me, I've already alerted everyone else to your presence," he eyed Tory and looked like he was trying not to burst out into laughter, "and I doubt that you'll get far with that little thing by your side. It doesn't look very tough."

"He is a lot stronger than he looks, Blondie," I snarled. This guy was really starting to piss me off. Even though his bisharp was strong enough to knock out Sai, I doubted he would be lucky a second time. Anyways, in Sai's defense, she had been caught by surprise.

"Oh? Is he really? I think I'll take you up on that then," he pointed at Tory and I with a strange gleam in his green eyes, "get ready to knock 'em out, Bisharp."

"Bi!" The blades on Bisharp's arms glinted in the light as he brought them up. He glanced back at Blondie and waited for his orders. Tory sparked again and was about to release an attack, but I stopped him by tapping him on his head. His feet scuttled in surprise, then he turned to look at me.

"Take care of Sai, Tory," I said, "I can handle this." Tory hesitated, but when I gave him a look he nodded reluctantly and moved over to where I had laid Sai down. He watched me silently, and inhaling deeply I readied myself. I glanced over at Blondie, who suddenly looked very nervous.

"You're fighting?" he shifted on his feet.

"Yes," I put my hands on my hips, "got a problem with that, Blondie?"

"Well, I was expecting a pokemon battle."

"What," I sneered at him, "too scared you'll lose?"

He glared at me, "No, I won't lose! I've waited too long for this!" I stared at him in surprise. What was that supposed to mean? Had I met him somewhere before?

Blondie pointed at me, "Knock her out, Bisharp, but...don't hurt her, okay?" Bisharp nodded his head, then shot towards me.

I startled at Bisharp's speed, but quickly recovered and narrowed my eyes in concentration. Bisharp was running in a straight line towards me, which meant that I could use that technique. But for that to work, the timing had to be just right.

Time seemed to slow down for each second that passed as I studied Bisharp's every movement.

Over the years I noticed that there was almost always a pattern in a fight. The trick to winning a battle was to figure out that pattern and then use it to your advantage. It was fairly simple for me to anticipate where Bisharp was planning on striking. Now, I just had to wait.

He was a five feet away...four...three...NOW! I jumped over Bisharp's head just as he swung out at me with one of his blades. Using my momentum, I swung my leg out behind me and managed to connect with the back of his head.

I winced. Bisharp's steel body wasn't the best thing to kick. But nonetheless, I still managed to hurt him as he let out a cry of pain and fell face first onto the ground. Blondie's eyes widened in surprise, then they narrowed with anger and frustration.

"Bisharp! What are you doing! Get up and knock her out already!" Bisharp shook his head as through trying to clear it, and got up slowly. Then, he drew up his arms and lunged at me again. I brought my hands up.

When Bisharp was close enough I feigned jumping over his head again. Bisharp fell for the trick and his arm extended upwards. Acting quickly, I grasped Bisharp's arm while being careful to avoid the blade.

With a shout I threw Bisharp over my shoulder. He sailed through the air and crashed into the wall. He let out a strangled cry, slid down the wall, and remained still.

Panting, I wiped at my brow and turned to glare at Blondie who looked like he was about ready to pass out, wet himself, or both. As he should be. I walked up to him and grabbed him by the collar with one hand. It didn't matter that he was about three inches taller than me. As long as you had the confidence and the strength you could make the toughest opponent bow at your feet.

I shook him a little, "All right, Blondie. The only reason I'm here is to find a pokemon. And since you work here, I'm guessing that you know who I'm talking about, right?" His green eyes stared into mine.

"Yes...but..."

I growled and shook him again, "I'm not going to wait! I'm not going to play these fucking games right now. Especially not now since you've alerted everyone else that I'm here." I grabbed his arm and tossed him over my shoulder so that he landed on his back. He let out a gasp and screwed his eyes shut in pain. I stepped on his chest and dug my heel into his gut. "Tell me what I want to know! NOW!"

Blondie grabbed my leg."W-wait please! I-I know Tree. And I'm part of EARTH, too. Your name's Kyra, right?"

"What?" I stumbled off of him in surprise. Blondie coughed and looked at my face.

"Tree always jokes about how your his 'budding acorn', right?" I stared at his face in surprise, but when I saw him look up at me hopefully I frowned and kicked him in the side. Blondie grunted and grabbed at his side, then burst into a fit of coughing. I saw specks of red appear on the ground.

"Anyone could know that," I snarled, "if you really want me to believe you and let you live then I need something that not everyone knows about." Blondie groaned in pain.

"Well, t-there's three main divisions. Sky, Ground, and Sea. Even though you join them for missions you're not really a part of them. You have your own section that's called...it's called..."

"Well? Spit it out..." I was starting to half-believe him. He was right. Had he said that I belonged to either one of the three main divisions I would have knocked him out right then and there. And to know that I have my own division...maybe he is part of EARTH. But I needed to be sure. He still could have gotten this information from anyone in the organization. If he could get my division's name correct and then pass my second test, then, and only then would I believe him.

Blondie took in a ragged breath and looked at my face again, "Now I remember...your division has no name or title whatsoever, does it?" he laughed dryly, "You're the only member in your division."

I looked at the ground, "That's right...but you still could have gotten that from anybody," I looked at him, "there's this last test that I want to give before I decide whether or not I should believe you."

Blondie looked hopeful, "Yeah. Ask away. I want to let you know that I'm on your side. Whatever it takes I'll do it." I narrowed my eyes at him. I wasn't sure why he was so determined to get me to believe him. Maybe he thought that I was serious when I said I'd kill him. I'd never kill anyone though. Sure, I'd mortally wound them or even incapacitate them, but I would never kill someone. I wasn't like her.

I opened my mouth. "When you were initiated into the organization, what pokemon did Tree have by his side?"

Blondie sat up, while gripping at his side. He winced when he made too quick a movement. "Tree had...an elgyem when I arrived." I moved towards him threateningly. He put his arms up. "Wait, wait! But, it just recently evolved into a beheeyem!" I moved away.

"And do you remember the elgyem-" I shook my head, "no, the beheeyem giving you a sort of key after you were accepted?" Blondie's eyes widened in surprise.

"A key!" he looked at the ground frantically as though it contained the key I was talking about. "I don't remember getting a key at all." I moved towards him. He gave me a panicked look and tried scrambling away. "Wait! Please! I don't know what you're talking about! I never got a key!"

"Just shut up for a second, would you?" I snapped. Blondie shut his mouth and stayed still as I bent down next to him. I reached out for his right hand and took him by the wrist.

"I'll let you in on a little secret," I positioned his hand so that his palm was facing me, "everyone's got a key, but they don't know about it." Blondie opened his mouth, but I silenced him with a glare.

"This key is something Tree's beheeyem, Barak^, put on everyone. It's a little something Tree came up with himself in case we need to know who's legit and who's not...you know how beheeyem communicate through flashing the lights on their hands?" Blondie nodded, albeit a little hesitantly, "Well, beheeyem also use their hands to perform their attacks. So all the while new initiates thought that Barak was talking to them, he was actually using hidden power to place the key on everyone."

"But..." Blondie looked at me confused, "just what exactly is the 'key'?"

"I'll show you..." I brought my right hand over to Blondie's hand that was already facing me and placed it so that both of our hands were just an inch away from each other. "Watch..."

I pushed my hand onto his and entwined our fingers. Blondie's face turned red but his expression soon turned to one of surprise when three circles of light appeared on the back of his hand, and on mine as well. The circles of light resembled beheeyem's colored fingers, red, yellow and green. And much like how beheeyem could communicate, the circles of light began flashing.

I always loved seeing the key, it was so pretty. But time was of the essence. I pulled my hand away from his and watched as the lights began to dim and fade, then completely disappear. I glanced at Blondie, and almost snickered from the look of awe, surprise, and disbelief on his face.

He started looking back and forth from my face to his hand. "How...why...what?"

"And that's the key. Tree doesn't want it to be well known because then many of our enemies would try mimicking it to deceive our members. It only works when members' right hands touch. Only the leaders of each division should know about this...and myself, so I don't want you to go blabbing about it. I only used it seeing as how this case called for it, and now I know that you are who you say you are." I stood up and held out my hand for him.

Blondie took it gratefully, "Thanks," he said. I waited until he was fully back on his feet, and as he began brushing himself off.

"You good?" I asked, smiling as sweetly as I could.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks," he gave me a tentative smile.

"That's nice, now come here." Blondie gave me a confused look before he moved closer to me. When he was close enough, I punched him.

He let out a grunt of surprise, fell down and groaned in pain, cradling his cheek. He glared up at me. "What was that for!"

"That," I crossed my arms, "was for attacking us for no reason at all. What the hell were you thinking attacking a fellow member like that! I don't even know your name! Wait...did you even alert the guards that we're here?" Blondie stood up slowly, but moved away so that he was somewhat far way, and safe from me striking at him again. He was still cradling his cheek.

"My name's Jason, but I go by Jace. And I never alerted the guards. Besides I couldn't do that even if I wanted to because I'm not a real guard, I'm just wearing a disguise. They'd find out sooner or later," he glanced at me nervously, "and I only said that stuff to provoke you."

"Well, it worked, Jason," I growled, balling my hands up into fists. Jason backed up nervously.

"But I only did it because I wanted to battle you!" When I gave him a questioning look he continued, "see, I'm a new recruit, but no matter where I went I always heard people talking about you. They said things like how you were the strongest one there besides Tree, and that no matter who challenged you you couldn't be beaten. So I started dreaming about battling you, and even defeating you. But, I also heard that you're almost never around, and even when you are you always decline having a battle with someone-"

"That's because I'm almost always about to leave for a mission. And of course people always ask me when I'm busy so I have to decline. I don't have the leisure time like they do," I grumbled, and glared at the wall. Jason looked at me unsure about what to do, so I waved for him to continue.

"Anyways, I heard some of the higher ups talking about how you were going to be coming here for your next mission-" I shook my head in annoyance, they were such blabber-mouths, "-and I thought that if I could somehow come here and find you, then I could help you finish early, and then I could actually battle you. I got carried away, though, and decided to battle you here. I was surprised, though, because you were the one fighting, not your joltik, or your sewaddle."

I gasped. "That reminds me," I turned to look over at Tory and the still unconscious Sai. When Tory saw me looking at him, his eyes narrowed in anger, and he started sparking for being somewhat forgotten. I ignored him, and turned back to glare at Jason, "I still need to kill you for hurting Sai, don't I?" Jason's eyes widened in surprise and horror.

"K-kill!" he moved away as I advanced on him with my fists up. "Wait, please, Kyra! I have something that can help!" I stopped, but mainly from the surprise that he used my name. I crossed my arms.

"What is it?" I growled. Jason glanced at me warily before reaching into his belt bag. He brought his hand out which was holding something yellow.

"Here," he opened his hand to reveal two max-revives. My eyes widened in surprise.

"Where did you get those? They're so rare. Even I have a limited amount of them." Jason shrugged.

"I'm pretty good at finding things like this. I have about fifteen in my bag, and I have a bunch more in my room at HQ. But what I really like collecting are evolution stones. I have at least ten of each type. Oh, and fossils. Those are pretty cool, too." Jason had a dreamy look on his face.

"That's insane," I shook my head in disbelief, "even the most well known pokemon excavator has trouble finding any of those things." Jason just shrugged again, and tossed a max-revive towards me. I caught it and was about to protest about using it, but Jason was already over at Bisharp and giving him his own max-revive.

I walked over to Sai, and bent down taking her in my arms. Tory scuttled up my arm and rested on my head. I could tell that Tory was still seething about me forgetting him, because he kept letting out little static shocks. It was either that, or he was angry at Jason, whom Tory was watching right now. I guess he still didn't trust him.

Cringing from a particularly powerful shock, I placed the max-revive into Sai's mouth and waited. Her eyes shot open, and she jumped out of my arms onto the ground.

"Se, wa! Se, wa!" she spun around in a circle. I smiled and pet her on the head.

"Glad to see you're all right, Sai," I said with a smile, "but you still need to rest up a bit." I grabbed Sai's pokeball from my waist and pointed it at her. "Return." A red light shot out, engulfing Sai and pulling her into the pokeball. I placed it back on on my waist and turned to see that Jason and Bisharp were waiting for me.

Although Jason looked a little more at ease, Bisharp was glaring at me warily like I was about to attack him again. Actually, something was bothering me, if Jason was a part of EARTH, why wasn't I told by anyone that Jason was assigned here. Why would they assign him anyways? I never need backup. It didn't make any sense. Even if there hadn't been time to tell me before I'd left, Tree definitely wouldn't have left me in the dark.

"So, Jason-"

Jason groaned, "I told you. I go by Jace." I ignored him.

"-why didn't anyone tell me that you were sent here? Everyone at HQ knows that I can handle myself, so I don't know why they sent you." Jason blanched, and he and Bisharp shared a look.

Jason laughed nervously, "Well, that's a funny story actually," he rubbed his neck, "see, I did ask Tree if he would send me here to help you out with the mission..."

"Uh huh...go on,"

"But he denied my request and told me to just stay at HQ. But I couldn't pass an opportunity up like this, so I decided to go anyways," he laughed nervously, "really funny, huh?"

I punched him again. Only this time, I nailed him in the gut.

"OW!" he doubled over in pain, while Bisharp jumped in between us and pointed a bladed arm at me threateningly. "Will you stop doing that! It hurts like heck!"

"Then maybe you should have actually used your brain before you came here. I could have seriously hurt you!"

"But you just did seriously hurt me! Besides, everything's fine now, isn't it?"

"Just-" I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed in annoyance. "Do you know where the lillipup that was kidnapped is being held at? We've really wasted too much time here."

"Yeah...I think its being kept on B5, which is just on the next floor down," he groaned in pain, "Bisharp, help me up please..." Bisharp pointed threateningly at me, as though warning me not to move, before going over to Jason and helping him up. Once Jason was standing, he looked at me.

"Well?" I gestured down the hallway impatiently. "Aren't you going to lead the way, Sherlock?

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Follow me then," he hissed in pain, then began walking down the hall. I followed after him, with Tory still on my head.

Bisharp kept glaring daggers at me every time I got too close for his liking, and it really was getting a little annoying. I guess he didn't trust me...along with the fact that I beat him, I don't think we were getting off to a good start. I sighed.

Now that I was thinking about it, there weren't too many guards on this floor. There was just one, and Jason, but technically he wasn't a guard. Suddenly, I heard voices shout out from down the hallway. I silently cursed at myself. I just had to jinx it.

I was readying for a fight, but Jason put a finger to his lips and motioned for me to stay quiet.

"I'll handle this. I don't think they know where you're at yet, so I'll lead them off. They still think I'm one of them." I nodded, hoping that whatever he had planned it would work. He crouched down and began limping out into the hall like he was injured, with Bisharp following along behind him also feigning being injured. I peered from around the corner to see what they would do.

"Hey! Someone! Help me!" he cried. Then he dropped to the ground. Out of the four guards only one of them rushed over to Jason.

"Kid! What happened to you!" he dropped down on one knee and moved his hands around like he wanted to help Jason, but was unsure of what to do.

"I was attacked, Sir!" Jason coughed for effect. "I think it was an imposter. He jumped me in the hall, attacked me and my pokemon and made a beeline for the stairs leading to the roof. It looked like he was holding something, too, but I wasn't able to see what it was."

The guard placed a hand on Jason's shoulder, "You did good, Son. Don't worry about it. You go warn the others, and we'll go up and try to catch who it was, all right?"

"Yes, Sir," Jason nodded. The guard clapped him on the shoulder before standing up and motioning for the others to follow him. They started running back the way they came, and before long their pounding footsteps grew quieter until they were finally gone.

I walked over to Jason, "Pretty good acting, Jason," I complimented. He shrugged.

"Eh," he stood and brushed himself off, "I used to take theater in high-school."

I looked down the hallway where the guards had run off down, "That one guy seemed really nice. Not like the others I've met so far."

Jason nodded, "Yeah. He was the only one who gave me tips as I was the 'new guy'. I didn't want to fight him, so I thought it'd be best to mislead them to the roof." I didn't get a chance to reply as Jason began walking away, then turned into the stairwell.

Luckily, the rest of the way was relatively empty. That is, until we saw a guarded door, to which Jason said was the room where the lillipup was being held. I turned towards Jason.

"Tory will stun them, and then Bisharp can knock them out. Sound good?" I whispered. Jason nodded, and nudged Bisharp to make sure that he got the message. I waited until the two guards were too bored and distracted to react quickly to the attack.

I pointed at them and Tory let loose a shock wave. While they were stunned, Bisharp moved in behind them and hit them at the base of their heads, effectively knocking them out. Jason and I ran up towards the door, stepping over the unconscious guards.

Jason grabbed the door handle and tried turning it, but it rattled instead. "Damn it! It's locked!"

"Move," I ordered. Jason moved out of the way and gave me a confused look. I backed up a little bit before kicking the door open with a grunt.

"Well...that's one way to do it," Jason murmured. I ignored him and bounded into the room. Tory had jumped onto my back in the process, and took his spot on my head again.

I looked around expecting to see a cage of some sort with a frightened, little lillipup cowering in it, but I didn't see anything. I growled in frustration, but froze in horror when I noticed what was on the table.

Jason walked in, "Did you find it?" When he saw my expression, he turned and followed my line of sight. "Wait...that's...but it can't be...Can it?" He moved over to the table and peered at the statue that was in the glass case. I backed up, accidentally knocking into a table and knocking over the vase that had been on top of it. I fell onto the ground, and Jason glanced at me worriedly.

"Are you okay, Kyra?" he walked over and knelt in front of me. "You look a little pale." I grabbed at my head and shook it.

"This is impossible."

"What's impossible?" Jason grabbed my arms. "Tell me what's happening, Kyra. I don't understand." I looked at him. He must have sensed how distressed I was because he was frowning.

"I know who kidnapped the lillipup," I stated, "and if we want to be alive at the end of this then we have to leave. Now."

Cliff-hanger! Maybe...? Anyways. Thanks for reading, and I'll update soon...

^Did you know, that in Hebrew, Barak means 'flash of light' or 'lightning'? I thought it was pretty fitting. I got this on a website for boys names, so please excuse me if it's incorrect.

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