Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. I saw the basis of this idea before but i can't remember who the author was or what the story was called, so sorry that i can't give credit. I do not own any of the characters except my own OC Demios.
The small band trudged though the burning remains of houses, stunned into silence. Four teens, two boys and two girls, stared into the wreckage that had once been their hometown. The glanced from house to house, tears welling up as they saw trails of blood leading away.
The eldest boy stood by one of the houses, his head tilted and face hidden by his ball cap. His hands shook and he wiped his eyes on the fingerless gloves. "How could they?" The boy whispered, staring at the burning rubble. "Those bastards how could they?"
The shortest girl, her own head covered by a wide straw hat, took his arm comforting. "We got most of the people out Red. Everyone's safe. It's just a house, it can be rebuilt."
The other boy, his hair spiked in front and angled slightly upwards, stared at the largest pile of remains. "But this won't be. Why did they do this? Why did the lab have to go? Why did they have to destroy everything?"
The other girl shook her head. "Blue, Yellow's right. Everything can be rebuilt. Right now we have to get moving. It's too soon to fight. We need to regroup. The professors are safe, our families are safe and most of our neighbours are safe. We need to leave."
Both Blue and Red growled deeply at the suggestion but Yellow told them, "It isn't right, it isn't fair but right now if we stay here, someone will find us and that will be it. We might be strong but there's too many for us to fight. Why are you willing to die and prevent ever rebuilding the town? Green's right, we need to leave."
A new voice addressed them, "I hate to run from a fight but I must inform you that there are three investigating teams arriving to this site. Pallet Town is gone, but if you four, the original Pokedex holders remain, then we may have a chance to pull this off." A man in his early forties stepped into the burning clearing and sighed ruefully. "It is a sorry sight. But Yellow is right. It isn't right, but if we want to make things right then we had better damn well move out. Your juniors are coming in and we need to be prepared to welcome and hide them until we can launch an attack. Flyers out, two people per flyer."
Yellow and Red nodded, as Red called out his Aerodactyl and took hold of Yellow. The ancient dragon-like Pokemon took off, both teens on its back. Blue called out his Charzard and scowled as Green jumped on his Pokemon's back before he could move. He climbed on, purposely sliding in front of the Evolver and the Charzard took off after the Aerodactyl.
The man looked up at the four teens before glancing back at the approaching scouts. They were approaching faster than he had thought they would and he hastily called out his own flyer. A large humanoid Pokemon appeared, the brown figure staring down from a cloud.
The Pokemon was floating a few feet off the ground. The man looked at the cloud, judging how likely it was he could leap up with his partner. The man smiled as the Pokemon offered him a hand onto the cloud. "Thank you old friend. I'm getting to old for jumping onto the cloud." The Pokemon nodded and he stood beside it on the cloud. "Well, we better catch up to those youngsters shouldn't we Landorous?" The man asked. The Pokémon nodded once again and took off after the young 'dexholders, leaving the scouts staring into an empty burning pile of rubble.