Chapter One
(December 17th, Outskirts of Snowpoint City, Uncharted Base)
It was blistering cold outside here in the Snowpoint area. For 5 consecutive days a snowstorm has harassed the town. Now, currently, I've been staying in this little cabin on the outskirts for a week. Now, you may be asking yourself, why are you living like this? Well, truth be told I'm an investigator for the league. The league is the government created to unify the region after the great war ended two years prior. The war actually ties in nicely to why I'm here exactly. Well, get this, there's this group of people that have been popping up lately that oppose the new government established last year. Early protests have now grown violent with several murders being linked to this group the past couple months. It doesn't make sense though. What started as a group of people peacefully protesting has lead into this bloody mess there's isn't a motive to be seen. Anyway, the league stationed me to this dump to start figuring out what's going on here which is pretty hard considering I've been snowed in most of the time.
I'm getting ahead of myself though, I should be telling you who I am and explain my story first. My name is Gary Oak, I'm 24 years old, and as I previously stated I'm an investigator for the league. Now, you may have heard of my grandfather, Samuel Oak. My grandfather was a college professor, until he took up politics. Joining the Kanto senate when I was 12, he served a 4 year term until he ran to be Chancellor of Kanto when I was 16, to which he would win. That's when things went bad though. With an uprising for a new government starting to form across all regions my grandfather could do nothing, but watch, as the great war fell upon us. What a war it was. To give a brief background there was an evil, despicable, power hungry man named Guevara. This man launched a campaign against all 7 regions, Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova, Kalos, and Alola all simultaneously. Guevara exposed a weakness in Alola to gain power. With a corrupt Chancellor and public opinion at all time lows he used the emotions of the people to revolt and become a totalitarian leader of the region. With Hoenn, Sinnoh, and Kalos all wanting to stay out of world issues it allowed the war to grow outside Alola. With Sinnoh in a massive economic depression that left a significant amount of folks around here unemployed. Guevara started to campaign here and most people blindly followed his cause to try and change their own fortunes around. With him gaining favor by the day in the region he eventually attacked Sinnoh from the inside and took it over in under 24 hours. It only got worse however, My Grandfather seemed keen on trying to quell this movement by any means necessary, yet results were poor. Without any nation allying Kanto at the time (Johto's senate voted against taking up arms against Guevara) efforts seemed futile. At first, with Kanto all alone the senate voted to go on a naval campaign at sea. Guevara managed to stall Kanto's first attacks at sea giving him the opportunity to focus on gaining land. With Kanto unwilling to commit to stopping him, Guevara, only grew stronger and after 2 months seized Kalos as well. Here's where Guevara got a little too cocky and bit off more than he could chew. He attacked Unova and Hoenn concurrently cutting his forces in half. Now, at the time Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Unova all declared war officially, and were fighting against him. So, surprisingly swiftly, Guevara was defeated and assassinated in a year ruining the previous three years of work. Then, the regions unified under the league. The unification isn't huge. Most of the power still lies in the region's government, but to prevent something like that happening again, and to strengthen the regions as a whole they created the league, where each region's chancellor acts as a representative on world issues.
In my humble opinion, the league is bull shitty it's so corrupt in a weird way. The focus of the leaders, including my grandfather, is wrong. We should be trying to fix the problems caused by Guevara first, then we can move onto how this whole league thing will work. For example, they're now debating on whether to create a world army like for real? I've been in Sinnoh for a week, and already I see the effect this recession has had on these people.
And, yet here I am, in this Cabin the size of a classroom with nothing but a radio buzzing the sounds of Christmas music cutting in and out (storm messed up the signal). I'm sitting in a nice soft brown chair, next to me is a table with police reports and files spread all over it. The entrance is in front of me not quite in the left corner as I'm more towards the right. Parallel to me is a mini kitchen with hot chocolate on the stove. That reminds me I'm in dire need of a refill. Behind me there is my bed and a door leading to a bathroom. Cozy.
I get up to pour myself another cup of hot chocolate. I hate cold weather and the holidays, but easily the greatest thing about this time of year is the delicious taste of hot chocolate. The downside however is the holiday season is horrible, and so chaotic. There's just too much going on I mean you got to get everyone a gift, wrap it, then you have to physically go to these events where your family can annoy the hell out of you. "Gary, why don't you ever bring a girl around" I don't know gramps because I don't want her to leave me. Now, about this topic of girls I would get a serious relationship if I had time. I used to date around, but that's stupid it got me nowhere in life so why would I do it. This current job though it does consume my time because as I've matured this is what I do I work nonstop. I do have the holidays off however and I am flying into Kanto on the 22nd then flying back after new years so I at least do take the time off they give me.
I sit back down in my chair the wind whipping and whistling outside as the blizzard rages on. Taking a sip of hot chocolate I pick up the reports.
"Wow, a 7 year old boy died of poisoning and severe 4th degree burns. His one Pokemon, identified as a zubat was stolen at the scene of the crime." What a revolting crime. What posses a human being to kill such a young child with their whole life ahead them. How pathetic do you have to be to murder a child, honestly? Well, Gary Oak's on the case, so I guess it's up to me to solve this insanity. I pick up another report trying to get more work done. This one was a teen couple taking a walk both lived, but were robbed of everything. A substance identified as red paint was scattered all around. Again, these crimes make zero sense. I'm assuming they're linked, and if they aren't then it only complicates matters. To reiterate what is the purpose of all this? There appears to be a person, or group without any motive to target innocent lives all across Sinnoh like this. Murder was too extreme for a bunch of crooks. An interesting twist is the red paint that was there this time around. It's, so random. I don't know what's going on here, but I fear the worst. A war just ended I hope we go without a sequel. The radio suddenly caught my attention as the DJ came on.
"Hey there Snowpoint, skksksks so, dress warm Ssskkk next we visit skkkssk here's Last Christmas by sksksks."
Ah, it's my favorite Christmas song as it reminds me of the better days. Life changed, but back in the day good times were all around. I don't know why it's my favorite it's a pretty sad song now that I think about it, disguised as happy one. Maybe it's a metaphor for life for one to be perceived as happy, yet deep down inside they're miserable, and if you bothered to look carefully at that person you'd know. Well, shit, I'd say that got me all sad again. Might as well actually enjoy the song. I take a little sip of my hot chocolate trying to relax and listen to the music.
"Last Christmskskks I gave you my sksksskssk the very next day you gave it away."
I sat there in silence as I occasionally gaze at the clock on the wall. It's getting late as the clock read 11:45 p.m. It's been a long night and week. I'm not one to openly complain that was corrected what feels like forever ago. Time flies by with a blink of an eye ask Gramps he'll tell you.
Suddenly, I believe I hear a faint knock delicately tapping the wood on my door. Odd, there's a blizzard going on outside who could be knocking on my door especially at this hour. My mind must be playing tricks on me how improbable for an event like that to occur. I guess I should go to bed hallucinations aren't really a good sign. I stand up about to pack it up for the night when out of nowhere there's knocking again only this time, I'd classify it as banging loudly with a much more frantic pace. It was unmistakable someone or something was out there desperately trying to get in. Impossible. At this hour and that blizzard how could someone be here? I grab my belt with two poke balls and cautiously open the door. And out in the blistering cold is a girl, at least 20, shivering cold. She suddenly hugs my body in a tight embrace crying hysterically.
"What is going on?" I ask stunned. I actually mean stunned I mean I've seen a lot, but this is wild! She had long brown hair, striking brown eyes, and was too weak to stand. She wore a black coat, but there weren't any hat or gloves to be seen. She started to speak.
"They're after me. They're after me. They're after me." She repeated over and over. I felt my stomach drop. If they are the same people as the ones I'm after it only makes the situation more real. In an instant she stopped talking her knees buckled and she passed out in my arms. I'm assuming due to exhaustion or worse, trauma.
"Happy freaking holidays," I muttered again sarcasm oozing out of every word.
I set the girl down on my bed baffled by the situation.
I took her coat off and searched for some license or id without any luck. I feel bad for her I genuinely do. Nobody just comes a knocking on some random house without a good reason. This person was obviously provoked in some shape or form there's zero doubt in my mind about it. I also, feel conflicted, what do I do? It sounds selfish especially with someone in the same room struggling, but eventually she wakes up and then what? I guess in the morning I'll call Grandpa and see what he has to say, but in the meantime I'm in dire need of sleep.
I move away from the bed and turn everything off. Whatever will happen next? For that I'm sincerely uncertain, but I have a strange feeling it'll be important.