Hi there! It's been a while since I've updated, so I'll give all of you, my readers, a little teaser for the new, revamped, "Agent Limit". It will be much darker and edgier, but with the same juvenile humor and fourth-wall-breaking as before. However, the full-on rewriting will only come once I've finished "Code Geass: Lelouch of the Redemption."

Mossdeep City, Hoenn, The Capsized Tanker, 2:44 AM

The man sat in the back corner of the bar, watching as the world moved by. His face was shadowed by a wide-brimmed hat and a shock of black hair, though to peek beneath would not offer a curious passerby any relief, for the upper-right part of his face was wrapped in bandages. He gazed dispassionately into space, accompanied by a golden-haired rodent, until another man joined him, bringing a pint of beer in either hand and balancing a bottle of ketchup on his shoulder. Silently, the dark-haired man took the drink, sipping it moodily while the rodent took the ketchup, cooing in gratitude.

"I take it you're here to see me off? Or is 'Duke Nukem Forever' finally coming out?" He asked jokingly.

"It's only fitting," Said the second. He too, was concealed, face hidden in the depths of a black cowl, a few stray strands of hair the color of violets drifting aimlessly on a current of air, "after all that we've been through. And no."

The first chuckled, "You got that right, Landing. Remember the time we were all cooped up in that den in Orre, and you wanted to kill and eat Pikachu?"

Landing laughed loudly, "I still have the scars to prove it, Limit."

Limit made a rasping sound that could be construed as a wry chuckle, "So, have you had any contact with the targets?"

Landing shook his head, "No, it's too risky. I could be seen. I sent Legend ahead, but it's really more of your field; are you sure you won't reconsider?"

Limit shook his head, "I'll be most useful up there, given my unique abilities. But don't worry, I won't be far."

Landing didn't seem to like what his friend was saying, but didn't voice any objections, "Take care of yourself, okay? We don't need you losing bone density."

"Don't worry," Limit said, standing, having drained his mug, "I survived this," he added, tapping his bandages, "and now, nothing can harm me." He turned to leave, "To me, Pikachu."

The yellow rodent nodded, planting a brief kiss on Landing's cheek as it followed its trainer, dragging the half-full ketchup bottle with it. Landing stared at his nearly-empty glass wryly, "Nothing can hurt you, eh?" He snickered to himself, "Nothing but love."

Downing the rest of his drink, he stood and moved to the door, unsurprised to see that limit was already gone. He shed the cloak as he walked to the airfield, tucking it into the bag he concealed beneath it. He walked to a private hangar, depositing his baggage there, and boarded a private jet.

"Where to now, Paul?" Asked the pilot, a dark-haired man with the faint beginnings of a beard draped in a light-brown jacket.

"Surprise me." Landing replied, putting on a pair of sunglasses and leaning back, "I always liked surprises."

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Pallet Town, Kanto, Same Time

Delia Ketchum awoke hastily as she heard a muffled cry ring out. She hastened to the child's room, donning a bathrobe swiftly in a well-practiced movement, "What's wrong?"

"I had a bad dream." The young boy said. He was small, not yet a teen, with a shock of black hair, "I saw black smoke, and then Daddy appeared. He said something that I couldn't hear, and then he fell into the smoke. When I looked again, his ghost was coming out of the smoke. It was really scary!" He began to cry at this last part, clutching the front of her robe as she sat down on the bed.

She petted the boy's head and made soft hushing sounds as she brought him close to her, "Your Daddy is fine, he's just abroad."

"Yes, but…" The child hesitated, "Daddy said that his job requires him to things that could hurt him. I don't want Daddy to get hurt!" He began to tear up again before she hushed gently.

"Your Daddy won't get hurt. Nothing on Earth can hurt him." She murmured to the child.

"Promise?" The child asked quietly, holding out his slender pinky finger.

Delia took it without hesitation, "Promise. Now you get to sleep, little boy. You need to get up early and go help Professor Oak, okay?"

"Okay. Goodnight, Grandma." The boy said, kissing her on the cheek.

"Goodnight, Satoshi." She whispered, returning the kiss to his soft hair.

So, there are many unanswered questions here. Where is Limit going? Who is Satoshi? And when the hell is 'Duke Nukem Forever' coming out, anyway? All this and more will be answer in the next chapter of "Agent Limit" (which won't be released for another few months).