Our story starts in the region of Dualsa. In the capital of Strikelm, to be exact. It was night time, and most of the city was currently asleep, the only ones walking outside were the night owls, the nocturnal Pokemon, and those who just wanted to enjoy a nightly stroll, but the streets were mostly inhabited by Zubats and Hoothoots as the night progressed. Street lights illuminated parts of the sidewalk for those that needed lights to see, and all around the sidewalk there were tall, impressive buildings reaching up into the sky. Most of them were residential buildings; apartments and the like, but a good few of them were also business buildings, all housing different offices which held different kinds of Pokemon.

The Pokemon didn't speak to each other, silently agreeing that this silence was too pleasant to break. Instead, they'd just give each other a nod and a smile, if they were feeling friendly. The only sounds that accompanied the city was possibly the footsteps on the sidewalk, but that only made the nighttime scene of the city even more pleasant. No one wanted to break this silence and ruining the wonderful scene.

One dared to break the silence, however. A Sneasel, and a young one at that, attempted to climb to the top of a particular building. It was the building of one of the most famous inventors in Dualsa. An Alakazam by the name of Innovan. Alakazams are already smart, but this one had proven to be smarter than the rest, considering the inventions he had built on his own, with no help from others. He was one of the reasons why Dualsa was even a relevant region, and he often kept the whole world on the edge of it's seat as they waited for him to unveil his latest creation, thus pushing the region into popularity.

The Sneasel, seeing that he couldn't get to the top of the house, stopped on the edge of a windowsill and took a moment to rest, pressing his body against the glass. He turned around to look inside the window, moonlight pouring through and illuminating the room inside. The Weasel Pokemon could see the desk inside, along with bookcases lining the walls.

The dark type grinned before unsheathing his claws. Time for one of his greatest heists yet. He pressed his claw down on the window and then cut in a big circle, leaving an ear-piercing screech to fill the air, disturbing the silence. It was like the glass itself was crying out in protest, but the Sneasel continued on without hesitation.

Once the circle was complete, the Pokemon pushed the circle forward. It popped out of the window and fell onto the desk, hitting the furniture piece with a thud. The grin on the Pokemon's face widened and he jumped inside, jumping past the desk and landing silently on his feet.

The Sneasel looked around the room, glancing at the bookcases and inventions that decorated the room. There was an old printing press in the back of the room. That was one of the Alakazam's first creations. He had first built it when he just involved into an Alakazam. It really revolutionized how news had gotten around, though it was also giving the Smeargles a run for their money. Prior to the creation of the press, they wrote up all of the news, but now the best they can do is draw some pictures for the newspaper.

While the dark type was able to identify some of the machines in the room, such as the piano in the corner (Innovan didn't invent it, but he was presenting it as if he had), though some of these machines he couldn't identify. There was one giant dome with wheels on the bottom, and there was also a few either unfinished or odd looking machines lying around.

"Dice, this may just be your biggest theft yet," he said as he held back a snicker. The Sneasel knew how to be quiet. If he wanted to, he could be as quiet as a mouse. As agile as a cat. He could just slip in and get out, most likely going completely unnoticed.

Dice came across a giant, spiral staircase, leading to other floors of the building. The Sneasel walked down the stairs and went to the very first floor of the house. He had passed three other floors on the way down. This place was gigantic, but it was all for a single Pokemon. You'd think they'd find a better use for the money and materials than using it to make a floor to look at plants and rocks.

The Pokemon then came across a room that, like the others, was lined with bookshelves, but in the middle there was a small work table, littered with tools and books alike. It was illuminated only by a small candle, and in the light of the candle was a small tablet. Just what Dice had been looking for.

It had said in the news that Innovan had found some type of ancient tablet while out on an expedition. The pokemon holed up in his house for a full month before telling the world that he was close to cracking the message in the tablet. He had said it was something important. Something about some future event involving the gods and how they would come down or some ridiculous event like that. Dice wasn't paying much attention while reading about it. He was just thinking about how much some wannabe archaeologist would pay for something like this.

He chuckled and walked towards the table, looking down at the tablet.

"This is too easy," Dice whispered to himself as he reached for the stone tablet. He was expecting a bit more security if it was that important. Maybe the old Pokemon was just milking his fame so he'd get money for his "research". Right before his hand could wrap around this apparently important tablet, there was a loud 'creeeak' from behind him.

Dice's ears perked up and he gasped. Thinking quickly, he grabbed the candle by the base. Gripping the source of light tightly, he spun around. While the candle didn't light up much in the room, he noticed the glowing blue ball of energy, illuminating the Alakazam's face with it's blue light.

Dice quickly blew out the candle, plunging the rest of the room into darkness. He dropped the candle and ran away from the table, going to the side of the room. The ball of blue disappeared and Sneasel let out a sigh. This wasn't supposed to happen…

"I know where you are, thief," the old Pokemon said as he looked around. "I can sense your presence. You may as well come out. I've alerted the authorities. They will be here soon. Give yourself up now and I may ask them to let you go."

"Fat chance of that happening," Dice thought to himself as he sharpened his claws against one another. Rubbing his claws together made a faint scraping sound, causing the Alakazam to look towards the pokemon's location.

Innovan, without speaking at all, formed another ball, but instead of being made out of blue energy, it was darker. This was a more sinister looking energy. It was a shadow ball, and Innovan quickly threw it to where he had heard the scraping.

The Sneasel silently moved out of the way. The shadow ball hit the book case behind him and caused the books to fall down. His claws suddenly glowed a bright white as he jumped towards the psychic type. Even though it was dark in the room, he had long since adapted to dark environments, and being in dark environments was just what a Sneasel does, anyways, so finding the Alakazam was incredibly easy. Once he landed next to the Alakazam, he dug his claws into the psychic type's side.

"Sorry about this, old man," the thief said before he put his hand on the torso of the Alakazam. "It's just part of the job, you know?"

With that said, the weasel Pokemon pushed against the Alakazam with all the strength he could put behind it. Inovan stumbled backwards from the opposing force and had hit a bookcase. A few books fell on top of him and he groaned. The blows to the head caused him to sit down and put a hand to his head. He groaned once more, finding that he was unable to get up. He didn't have the energy. He was old. He couldn't keep a fight going for long.

"I appreciate that you want to protect your stuff," Dice said with a chuckle before walking to the table. He then felt around for the tablet. Once he felt the rough surface of the artifact, he wrapped his hand around it and then made his way to the door. "Unfortunately, I think I want this more than you do. See you later, old man."

Sneasel walked to the front door and unlocked it. He spun the doorknob and opened the door only to be met with a Hawlucha wearing a police hat. His arms were crossed and he glared at Dice as soon as he spotted him.

"Sir, you are under arrest," the bird pokemon said as soon as Dice opened the door. "You've been charged with breaking and entering," his eyes trailed down to the tablet in Dice's hands, "and it looks like stealing as well."

Dice blinked and looked at the tablet in his hands. He stared at it for only a moment or two before looking back at the officer, putting a grin on his face and acting as cool as he could be. "Look, officer, I know I got caught, but maybe if you just let this slide, I could let you in on some of the profits I get from this?"

The Hawlucha's eyes narrowed and Dice immediately knew he made a mistake. Right, this guy wasn't a corrupt cop. Just his luck. "What kind of officer do you think I am? Do you think I'd accept a bribe like that?"

"Well, I thought it was worth a shot." Dice chuckled and shrugged. "So, I'm guessing you're thinking I'll go easily, right?"

"I don't expect any criminal to go easily," the officer said with a shake of his head. "I'm expecting you to put up a fight."

Dice shook his head. "I'm not a fighter. Well, not usually, at least."

"Then you're a runner, huh?"

"I guess you could say that, yeah," the Sneasel said as he took a small step back.

This time, the officer chuckled, which left Dice confused. "Then I'll just have to make sure you don't run away."

Dice frowned and took another step back. He was about to turn around and run for it, but before he could, the Hawlucha moved forward, raised his arm up and brought it down with incredible force. It was so quick and sudden that Dice couldn't have possibly avoided it. It hit him right on the top of the head and he crumpled to the ground, the attack immediately knocking him unconscious.

Hawlucha looked down at the fallen Pokemon and kicked him for good measure. He then looked back at the two that had come with him; an Archen and a Bastiodon.

"Take him back to the station," he commanded. He looked back at Dice and took the tablet from his hands. "I'll make sure that Innovan and his artifact are alright. I'll meet you at the station, then we decide what to do with him.

"Sir yes sir!" The two Pokemon exclaimed as the Archen pulled the Sneasel onto her partner. After securing the criminal, the two walked back to the station as the Hawlucha walked into the inventor's house.

I'm going to be working on two stories at a time?! Woah!

So, here's the thing, I'm not going to focus on this as much as I am my Homestuck story, but as soon as I finished that, my attention is going completely into this, so I do hope you enjoy reading the future chapters. Just don't expect a frequent updating schedule.

Also, I don't know how summer is going to go for my typing and my update schedule, so I may not type as frequently during the summer either, so don't expect constant updates. I'll try to meet the schedule, but don't get your hopes up.

Other than that...well, enjoy reading!