Authors Note:

Hello and welcome to the transcription of a role play my good friend and I are writing. In truth, this role play is actually quite old and we have decided to restart it from the beginning. In an attempt to keep our transcription organized and keep ourselves motivated to paste the emails into a word document for safe keeping, we have chosen to post it up here on Fanfiction. It is also being made available for anyone we've told about it that has then wanted to read it.

As a forewarning, there will be cursing and violence in later chapters. As we get to them, the rating will likely change. There will likely be mentions of sexual relations and other more adult themes, but we will not be posting them explicitly in this story. Also, the original characters of the manga/anime/games will not appear as main characters in this story. They may be mentioned, for this role play takes place in the same general universe, and they may make brief cameos somewhere along the line, but this is strictly OCs. I understand that it may irritate many of you and that is alright. This is for our benefit and is only being posted here in case someone else may take an interest.

Disclaimer: Pokemon does not belong to me or my friend and we take no credit for any of them. The only things that belong to us are the human characters, the personalities of the Pokemon that are central to the story, and the story lines.

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Chapter 1: Commence Total Destruction

It was about in the late spring just south of Cerulean city when trouble stirred up. Far into the forest off the beaten dirt path was a single facility tucked away in a small clearing, away from prying eyes and away from the city. Far away. One would need to know its location or deliberately look for the dull, metal building. It was all too suspicious being there, especially when men and women were pacing outside the facility in black clothing and caps with a large red 'R' printed on the front of their shirts.

Team Rocket. They were and always would be trouble makers and pests for the trainers roaming nearby. In fact there was already one trainer who wanted to seek her revenge on them. She wasn't just doing it because they'd stolen her Pokémon. Out of the six she had only one remained, but they had taken the 6th Pokéball he'd once been in. But this teal-haired young 14-year old girl had other motives for approaching the facility. With her handiwork and her Pokémon jabbing at their stomachs a few times, the two guards who were supposed to be posted outside were no longer walking about, but instead were tucked away in the bushes, one's arm hanging out only slightly while the other had been stripped down to nothing but boxers.

The Rockets were trouble, even if some of their thugs weren't very smart. The Admins and the higher-ups of the organization were smarter and stronger than their lackeys; those were the Rocket members that a body needed to watch out for. Thankfully, none of them were loitering around this particular base today because not just one person had slipped in to recover lost companions. A red-headed young man had also slipped inside the base. He had been left with two Pokémon, rather than just one, but it was still unacceptable. His friend had been taken from him, and he would not stand such an injustice. While he happened to be sneaking around, he decided that he might as well pick up the other Pokémon that had been stolen and stashed here because then he had a shot at returning them to their proper owners. It wouldn't be right if he just left them all here to rot and only retrieved his own Pokémon.

The Furret at his side continually darted around corners and through cracked doors to figure out where they were going before scurrying back to the young man and leading him along. It hadn't been much trouble to get into the base. The guards had already been dealt with outside, apparently, and that suited Matt just fine. He was here for a purpose and whoever had gotten to the guards first had simply made his job easier. Now it was just a matter of sneaking around inside the base and avoiding any patrolling guards or wandering Rockets. It shouldn't be too terribly hard, but Matt knew better than to just blow something like that off. With his luck, he'd probably end up turning a corner and running straight into a Rocket.

Tip-toeing about was difficult without making it look suspicious. Her hair style would likely draw attention, two pigtails of teal hair, but she would have to risk it and hope that saying 'I'm new' was enough to convince the Rockets that wandered about. She too was looking for the missing Pokémon and had planned to make the base skyrocket a bit later after pulling the fire alarm.

"Dart," she whispered to the small croaking black and blue Croagunk waddling after her. "Is there anyone around the corner?" She asked.

The black and blue frog croaked deeply, its cheeks puffing up with each I take of breath. He peered around the corner, but nothing caught his attention. "You're sure," the trainer mouthed. The frog just looked at her strangely like he always did when she questioned his analytical skills. The girl grew a bit annoyed at her frog Pokémon and turned the corner quickly only after a few seconds of losing the staring contest, right into the male red-head. "Oof!"

Simultaneously, the red-headed young man had slipped out from an adjacent room he had been searching. In all honesty, he had no idea where the Rockets stored their stolen Pokémon, which was why he had sent one of his most trusted Pokémon ahead to look for it and report back to him when he found it. There had been no word from him, yet, so Matt could only hope that he was alright and would return to him soon.

The moment the girl bumped into him, the Furret, Shida, had reacted. As Matt stumbled backwards with a small exclamation of surprise, Shida shot forward with a hiss. Obviously, she was protective of the trainer that she loved so much. With Matt having his Pokémon stolen, she was even more protective of him than before. All of her fur had puffed up so she looked larger and more threatening, though it made her look a little like a fluff ball. Despite that, it was clear that she was still dangerous from the way she was baring her teeth. If it was a Rocket they had just run into, she was the last line of defense do that Matt have to fight one-on-one with someone.

The girl stumbled backwards from the ferret Pokémon, her base instincts and thoughts clouding her judgment. This person, whoever it was, had a Pokémon out. She looked threatening and clearly ready to fight. Had she been caught by a grunt? Maybe an admin who didn't recognize her and saw through the costume? Maybe they didn't like people running into them! Without taking a brief moment to look over the person's appearance and noting the absence of the black and red clothing, the young girl simply had her Pokémon attack.

And that wasn't exactly what Dart had done. Darteng had jumped out and between his trainer and the other Pokémon the moment she sprung, croaking his name loudly in protest. But instead of listening to his trainer, who had skipped looking over the boy and his Pokémon to see who they were, he merely croaked in place, staring at the ferret and making no attempt to attack. He could see this person wasn't a threat unless he thought the girl really was a rocket. He croaked at Shida, staring at her, trying to pass his message. They were just infiltrating and looking for stolen Pokémon.

Shida wasn't hard to reason with, really; it had only been surprise that had gotten her to react so quickly. She'd been worried about her trainer, since the rest of his Pokémon were missing, and hadn't wanted anyone attacking or hurting him. Immediately after Darteng stepped up to try and reason with her, she relaxed and stood up on her hind feet. With her front paws, she began smoothing down her ruffled fur, chattering at the opposing Pokémon in the friendly matter. They were looking for stolen Pokémon, too. Nasty Rockets had gotten Matt's friends and now they needed to get them all back.

Matt, in question, was just staring at the girl and the Pokémon that were exchanging words and not blows. At least it hadn't come down to a fight, he guessed. He'd been terribly surprised when she practically leaped out and ran straight into him, but it didn't seem like any of them were going to come to blows over it. That was good, at the very least. The last thing they could afford, right now, was to get into a battle.

A cold draft materialized behind the girl that had so surprised Matt. A pair of eyes opened to watch her curiously, bobbing back and forth to get a better look. She didn't seem to be much of a threat, so the presence wasn't inclined to do much of anything. They would get this little misunderstanding worked out and then continue to move on.

Darteng croaked in return. The annoying Rockets had stolen his trainers Pokémon and his Pokéball. There was no longer any doubt that there were other missing Pokémon here as well. She had only come to take back what was hers, the other stolen Pokémon, prove something to someone, and track down the trainers of any missing Pokémon.

The girl was only slightly baffled to see the lack of attacks, but then it allowed her to take a good look at the trainer; no uniform. Of course. It seemed like this young man was infiltrating, but wasn't disguised. Of course she was, which also made sense that the misunderstanding had been so easily dispelled because Darteng actually took the time to look at who he was fighting.

The pigtailed-girl opened her mouth to say something to Matt, but noted a sudden draft of cold air. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Turning around, a squeal escaped her almost composed self and she jumped away to her left. At this, Dart whirled around to see who just about gave his trainer a heart attack, ready should it be a Rocket and a fight that would unfold.

Matt's head shot up at the sound of the squeal and he glared in the direction of the disembodied eyes. "Ender!" He exclaimed, though tried to keep his voice down. The eyes crinkled slightly, as if whatever being possessed them was smiling, and disappeared. A soft cackle was the first reply Matt got to his exclamation.

The Pokémon that had caused the small stir appeared by his trainer's side, disembodied arms rising up as if he was shrugging his shoulders. "I just heard the commotion and tried to figure out who was scaring my fragile little trainer." He teasing, circling once around Matt before turning his attention to the girl he had startled. "Forgive me, but when you're wandering around in a Rocket uniform, that means you're fair game." The Haunter grinned at the startled girl, his jagged mouth turning upwards in what should have been a charming smile.

Shida had also been startled by the shriek and had darted back to Matt to climb up his leg, around his back and then onto his shoulders. She watched the proceedings with interest from there, still slightly fluffed up from her first encounter with the girl and her Croagunk.

The girl didn't know what startled her most: the sudden appearance of the Haunter or the fact that it was speaking perfect Japanese. Darteng, though, seemed perfectly amused, croaking his laughter at his trainer and saying something along the lines of 'no haunted mansions for you in the future'. Of course, the girl understood only the frog's laughter.

"F-fair enough," she cleared her throat and regained her composure yet again. "I'll give you that." Terribly annoyed, though, she turned and glanced around. No doubt someone else would have heard the shriek. There were footsteps down the hall, hurrying over. It sounded like several people. Darteng tugged on his trainers pant leg and pointed to a storage room they'd just found before running into the other person. "There are people coming." She whispered to Matt, Shida and Ender. "Over here," the girl gestured, opening the door to the storage room. She wanted to avoid conflict if possible.

Matt glanced at Ender, who nodded his approval at the idea. They needed to get out of the hallway before someone caught them loitering around. They would get in some serious trouble if they just kept standing around here, so Matt followed the girl into the storage room that she had indicated. With both of them lacking their full team of Pokémon, they were at a severe disadvantage against any Rocket that managed to catch them, so it was better to avoid Rockets if at all possible. Matt liked that plan.

Once inside the storage room, Matt shut the door quietly and pointed to his Haunter companion. "Keep me posted on what's going on outside." His voice was nothing more than a whisper, but Ender nodded and saluted. "Righto!" Without another word, Ender disappeared; presumably, he was out in the hallway to watch out for whoever was coming. Shida had remained on Matt's shoulder and was curiously examining the room they had just been shuffled into.

The girl fell silent as a few voices filtered through the door. Meanwhile, she took out a pen and small notebook, flipping the page she was using to draw a map on over and scribbled something down on it. 'I take it you're stalking around here because your Pokémon were stolen by these damn grunts. Mine were too. Sorry for giving you a start. No one was there when Dart looked out.'

Outside in the hallway the grunts had stopped. "I could have sworn I heard something! Like a shriek or something. It sounded girlish, I swear!" Although there was nothing there that he could see. Had they fled or was he just hearing things?

Matt looked back at his unsuspected companion and nodded in response to her question. 'Yeah. I had Ender looking around for where they keep the stolen Pokémon. He came back, so he might know about where they are.' After the grunts left, they could talk more about where the grunts had stashed their stolen Pokémon.

"You must be hearing things, man. You're probably just tired. Pulled any double shifts lately?" The second voice sounded tired and resigned, but not irritable. However, the second grunt didn't seem to believe his companion about the 'shriek' he had heard. The second grunt had heard no such thing from this direction, but it might have been because he hadn't really been paying attention.

"Yeah, I kind of have been," the first grunt responded. "Now that spring is here, everyone's got allergies or getting over the flu." He yawned. "Not enough people to take over I guess. But at least it's double pay if we double-shift, so I guess it's not all that bad. I dunno, maybe it was someone blaring their television in the rec room or whatever." He shuffled a bit. "Let's go get some lunch. And maybe coffee." He offered. "It's my break time now. You up for a bite?" Now that he mentioned it, Darteng was a bit hungry as well. No doubt his trainer was, too.

"I hear ya', man. Let's clock out and get a bite to eat. It'll be nice to take a break and relax a little." The voices were receding now and the footsteps grew softer until they were gone. The two patrolling grunts had left the area.

Matt breathed a small breath of relief now that they were gone. Ender reappeared next to the two trainers to confirm it. "They're gone. Now, let's get the stolen Pokémon and get out of here." The Haunter disappeared through the door and waited patiently in the hallway where the grunts had been standing only moments ago. Matt wasted no time in vacating the store room and joining his companion in the hallway.

Darteng quickly followed after the boy he didn't know while his trainer followed after him. "So you know where the stolen Pokémon are?" she asked the ghost Pokémon that could somehow talk, which was not only magnificent but rather strange, it quite awesome in her opinion. In Darteng's opinion... well, he didn't really care. Sure, speaking perfect Japanese was one thing, but Darteng really wasn't much of a talker as he was a mocker, laid back and continually sassy to his trainer. "And there's more than just the ones... er..." she didn't know the red-head kids' name. "More than the ones you're missing?"

Introductions could wait until later, when they were all out of this mess and not in constant danger of being caught. For now, neither of the trainers knew each other's name, and that would have to do for now.

Ender puffed up slightly in mock pride, grinning widely. "'Course I do. I can go through walls; it's easy to find things if you can go through walls. The hard part is figuring out how to get back there without going through walls." Humans couldn't go through walls; Ender had learned that very early on. It sometimes made things difficult, but he wasn't above a little challenge. "And yes, it's a storage room for all the Pokémon that have been stolen, I think." Of course, the only Pokémon that were there were the ones that hadn't already been re-purposed for whatever the Rockets needed.

"Think?" She raised her eyebrow, and then frowned. She could only hope that this Pokémon was correct and that their Pokémon were there. The last thing she needed was for her Pokémon to not be there, but rather somewhere else or being used for whatever damn purpose they were stolen for. She wanted to get them back before anything happened to them, and then blow this place into the air. "Lead the way?" she asked. "You went through the walls, though. Do you know the route we can all go to get to the room?"

"Of course I can lead the way! What do you take me for?" The Haunter grinned at the girl and then disappeared around the corner. Matt followed without reservation, trusting his Pokémon to lead him right and not run them straight into any Rocket grunts that happened to be in the hallways.

"All of the Pokémon ought to be there, but there's no telling because the Rockets can be crafty at times. I have no idea how many Pokémon they've stolen, moved to other bases, or re-purposed for their own needs; whatever those needs may be. However, since your Pokémon," Ender motioned to both Matt and Adria, "were stolen only recently, I assume that they'll still be safely tucked away in storage."

Adria nodded her head in understanding, following after Matt and Ender quickly. "Yes, I understand what you mean. You're probably right about that. If they've got a line, then we're likely last stolen from." She reasoned with herself. This Ender Pokémon must have been correct. There was no arguing with the logic that he presented. "Five of my Pokémon were stolen from me. I hope those five are still there when we get there though." There was still that off chance that they may not be all there.

"They're most likely to pick whatever Pokémon from the bunch that they need, but since they've been stolen so recently, it is highly unlikely that they would have been picked out of the bunch." The Haunter weaved through the hallways easily, occasionally peeking through walls to make sure they were going to right way to the door that would lead them to the storage.

Matt followed along after his trusted Pokémon wordlessly; there was no need for him to speak just yet. He only wanted to get to the storage so he could get his friends back. Four of them had been stolen from him and he didn't like the thought of them being forcefully taken from his side like this. When they finally arrived at the door, Matt was practically brimming with impatience. Ender popped through the door to take a look and see if there was anyone inside, but it was clear. "All clear! Let's go!" He slipped completely through the door, leaving Matt to actually open it and slip inside.

Adria slipped in after Matt, with Darteng quick after her and closed the door behind them. "Wonderful!" Adria whispered in delight, glad that she was here sooner than she'd expected. Before, she'd been making a map to go based on and simple deduction skills to deduce which room housed the Pokémon that were stolen. But now that she wasn't alone, her job was made easier. Now she'd be able to get her mission over sooner than she thought. On her map were red X's. Those were places she'd hidden explosives, and she planned to hide one in here. After putting everything away, she'd find the nearest exit after pulling the fire alarm and, when majority of people were out, set off the explosives. Adria was hell-bent on doing this, but she didn't want to kill the people in the process. She wasn't a killer.

They were only just teenagers, the both of the trainers that had been roped into this mess; they shouldn't be in here at all. But their Pokémon were missing, and Matt was not about to let this injustice go without some retribution. He needed to get his team back; they were his friends and family on the road and he really didn't have time to be stalling around here forever. There was something he needed to do and this was a very unwelcome intrusion upon his time.

Busy teenagers: yes. Murderers: no.

Both Matt and Ender had taken no time to rest and stand around; both were already digging about and looking for their companions first and foremost. After they located the Pokémon they were looking for, they would then grab the rest of them and figure out how to get them back to their proper trainers.

Darteng and Adria both worked on locating their lost Pokémon, as well. Darteng was looking along the shelves and Adria shuffled through draws and peeked into closets. Finally, though, Adria found a bag stashed away in the bottom of a deep drawer filled with Pokéballs. "Hey, I think I found them!" she hissed over to Matt and Ender. Digging into the bag, she removed several of them and released two. One was her Houndoom Cerberus and the other two were ones she didn't recognize to be hers. "Either of these yours? There's more in here!" she held open the bag for Matt.

Matt had, beforehand, marked his Pokéballs. It was something he had always done because his father had told him of too many times that his own Pokéballs had been accidentally mixed up with someone else's. It was best to mark them in some way, not permanent, that could be recognized. Thankfully, he had marked them with Sharpie sometime in the past and was able to locate the six Pokéballs that he was missing. Despite the fact that Ender and Shida were with him, their Pokéballs had been stolen from his person. It was a cinch to find the six missing items and he pocketed them away in a safe place for later.

Adria recalled the other two Pokémon into their Pokéballs and looked for the others she had. She hadn't really marked them, though she could recognize them from chipped paint on the Pokéball itself or the Safari Ball that was used to catch Darteng a long time ago. Adria was a little prone to dropping her Pokéballs every now and then. On rocks. Or concrete. Or whatever. "You have all your Pokémon now? I do."

"Yup. I've got all six Pokéballs that were missing and only two of them are empty. Just right." Matt had spoken and Shida chattered in what seemed to be agreement. Everyone was back where they should be; now they just needed to focus on getting out of the base without raising the alarm or getting caught.

"Okay, now that that's done, let's get to the exit before any Rockets decide they need a Pokémon from storage." Ender suggested, floating to the door and pushing himself half-way through the material. There was no one out in the hallway, so they were clear to leave the room.

"You go on ahead," Adria began. "I've planted some explosives while snooping around here. I'm going to go find a fire alarm and pull it and get everyone out. Meanwhile, you should probably get within some safe distance. I dressed up as a grunt so I could blend in with the fleeing crowd." Adria pulled out a map. "The closest alarm is here," she pointed to the other side of the hall, "while the closest door is here," she pointed to a door, which was in the opposite direction. "This facility is only one floor, so windows are also a good access point. Outside will be swarming with grunts."

"You what!?" Matt exclaimed, though quickly covered his mouth to avoid more loud sounds coming out. After a moment, he continued speaking in a much lower tone of voice, "You laced this place with explosives?!" His exclamation was nothing more than a hushed whisper. "Where in the world did you get explosives?" Explosives, after all, were not typically something that could be easily purchased or made without specific knowledge of how they work. To make explosives big enough to destroy this whole building was a dangerous feat and being around this strange girl was starting to make Matt very nervous. At least she planned to pull the fire alarm, though...

Even Ender had pulled back into the room in surprise. It wasn't entirely unusual for Rocket bases to be destroyed in various violent manners, but to hear that this odd girl had planted explosives around the base and was planning to blow it sky-high was slightly surprising. This girl was the last person he would have expected to be this violent.

Adria looked like she was about to clamp a hand over Matt's mouth, though didn't since he did it on his own. "Shut up before someone hears us!" she hissed. "I knew that even in a Rocket base there are some small explosives. If enough go off at once and within a good range, it can send the base flying. I broke into one of their storage's and grabbed some. Small packs that aren't really used much unless..." she stopped what she was about to say. This stranger didn't need to know that much information. After all, it was mostly a secret to the civilians. "Never mind. Point being I just stole them from the Rockets."

Matt stared at her for a long moment. It seemed like he was really unsure of what he was supposed to say at this point; his mouth with open slightly and it really seemed like he was about to say something, but he never did. Finally, his mouth shut with a tiny click and he shook his head vehemently. "You know what, never mind. I don't care. Just don't blow yourself up." He turned abruptly and walked briskly to the door. Pausing only to listen and make sure no one was outside the door or coming down the hallway, Matt slipped out of the storage room and left Adria to her devices. If she wanted to blow the base up, she was more than welcome to do so. Matt just wanted to get the Pokémon and get out. It would probably be best if they parted ways here because Matt really had no interest in making a friend in someone he met while slinking around a Rocket base. Not again.

Adria stared after him, pursing her lips. "How rude," she mumbled after him as he left the storage room. Pulling out one last pack or explosives and a few other things, she positioned it nearby the door just outside behind a wooden box labeled 'fragile'. Then she had Cerberus light a fire that spread through the room, recalled him and Dart and slipped out quickly. With her Pokémon clipped to her belt, she began to head back to the door that she'd gotten into the building through. Along the way, she pulled the Fire alarm switch. Within seconds the alarm was raised and blaring in her ear drums. Now in a sprint through the halls, she started yelling 'fire, fire!' Playing her part well, the grunts and scientists were alarmed and exiting their labs and other rooms and running for any and every exit available.

Matt was hard pressed to get out of the base before the crowds grew and he was caught by the fleeing grunts and other Rocket members. It was a mess, really, but he managed to make it out alright, gaining some distance from the base. The last place he wanted to be was near-by the base when those explosives went off. With any luck, he wouldn't run into that strange girl again, either. He had some other pressing business to attend to, anyway, and he'd only been temporarily side-tracked by the intrusion of the Rockets.

"Aw, don't be so harsh on the girl. God knows you could use a friend or two besides me." Ender taunted him, practically reading his thoughts. The Haunter had also been witness to whatever seemed to have irritated Matt so badly about running into someone while sneaking around a base. Matt just scoffed slightly in response to Ender's teasing, used to such words. "Look, she was just blowing up a Rocket base! That's not that bad is it? I mean, sure she knew a lot of weird things about explosives and she's probably a psycho pyromaniac, but she seemed nice." That got a little laugh out of Matt and the red-headed boy nudged his ghostly partner. "Knock it off, Ender." A pause. "...Hey, go make sure she made it out, would you?" The Haunter saluted and disappeared to find the girl that they had split away from.

Meanwhile, the girl was running through the base yelling about the fire and telling everyone they had to get out now. The fire was spreading in that room, and the first explosion in that store room went off, causing some panic among the grunts. The fire had spread and found that explosive solution she'd planted. Of course she'd meant for that to happen, but the rest were to explode using a remote she had. Adria played her panicked roll just fine to get a lot of people out, directing the panicked grunts to the doors and asking around if there were any more people who weren't awake or not running or something. Maybe there were people in the bathroom, as well.

The alarm that was blaring overhead seemed loud enough to wake the dead. It was almost certain that everyone had heard the alarm and they were making for the exit as quickly as possible. Most Rockets seemed to have a partner that they needed to keep track of during times like this and it also seemed that they were all accounted for. Scientist had vacated their labs and grunts had escaped their tasks, rounds, and beds. Everyone that wanted to be out of the base was out and gaining distance away from the spreading fire.

A cold presence settled behind Adria, following her about like a cool breeze. It would keep an eye on her and make sure that she came to no harm. Matt may not have been excessively pleased with Adria's company in the base, but he wanted to at least make sure that she would be alright. His conscience would never let him live it down if something bad happened to her because he had been irritated.

Adria waited until she barely saw any more people before pulling out a remote that would electronically send signals to each explosive and have them go off. On the screen there was a red word saying 'terminated' while the other words were white against the black background numbering 1-6. Selecting each and every one, she set a timer for 30 seconds, tossed the remote away in the direction of the closest bomb and ran to the door and out. Within 5 seconds of getting out and to a safe distance where she'd hid her bag and clothing, the base went up in smoke and flames. Adria was satisfied.

"You seem quite happy with your accomplishment." The disembodied voice was a foot or two behind her. Despite the ghostly urge to play around and whisper in her ear, Ender refrained from falling to his more base instincts. Instead, he made himself visible to her, folding his fingers together casually and bobbing in the air before her. "Tell me; are you really a psycho pyromaniac? Because it seems like it would be a pretty fun job, if you get to go around screwing with the Rockets all the time." Ender's eyes seemed to gleam with happiness and it became clear that he was just teasing her. Ender was a happy sort of fellow with genuine concern for others, but that didn't mean he was above a little playful banter and teasing. He was especially cavalier with Matt; those two had practically grown up together.

Adria jumped up and squealed once again, whirling around in surprise. "D-Don't do that!" she squeaked out, quite a bit startled once again. "Geez, you're going to give me a heart attack! Then what?" she teased. "And I'm no pyromaniac, I'm just trying to prove something to someone, is all, by blowing up a base… Where's your trainer? I'd have thought you'd both be long gone by now, now that you got what you've come for." she asked. The one kid, she didn't know his name, but that red-head, she thought was a bit rude. Inwardly, she had to admit he was kind of cute, but she wouldn't dare admit that aloud. If he was rude as a person, she wasn't interested.

Ender laughed a very ghostly cackling-type laugh, but it was clearly in good humor. "Trying to prove something, eh? Seems a little ridiculously over-the-top, if you get what I'm saying." He jerked a thumb over his nonexistent shoulder at the base. It could be seen easily from their current location as the light from the fire was cast upon all of the surrounding area.

"As for Matt," he stressed the name for her benefit so she would actually know what to call him, "he's not too keen on making friends with someone he met snooping around in a Rocket base, but he sent me to check on you and make sure you made it out alright. Kid's got a complex, if you ask me." The Haunter chuckled again. "Anyway, I'll report back to him that you made it out alright, if a little singed on the edges. If I exaggerate, maybe he'll feel guilty enough to start being friendly," he smiled deviously at the thought.

Adria shook her head. "For what I'm trying to prove, it's probably just the beginning." she explained quickly. "Definitely not over the top if you ask me." Of course she had no intention of giving more information about that. "And this Matt character," she began, tapping her chin. "I've got the feeling that he's no intentions of meeting back up with me any time soon nor does he seem to even want to cross paths with me. Lie if you want, but I don't think he'll want to come running back to double check." To her, he was just rather rude and seemed very unwilling to make any sort of connections to anyone. She got the feeling he was quite reserved. Not that it really mattered, though since everyone had something they kept secret from others, especially from strangers. "But also, if you do and he comes this way, my brother's house isn't too far from here. Cerulean is even further, so you're both welcome to tag along for a place for the night. It'll be dark by time you reach town, if I'm correct."

"I think he might appreciate that. Or, at the very least, I'll make him appreciate it. He hasn't had a good rest in a while. None of us have, really. We're too busy for that," he didn't elaborate, didn't need to, "but I thank you for the kind offer. Perhaps you'll see us later. We're headed in that direction anyway." Ender seemed to shrug slightly backing off from Adria a little as if he was about to leave. "Congratulations on destroying the base, though. It was quite a spectacle. And good luck on 'proving a point.'"

The ghost took his leave by disappearing, off to report to his trainer and friend that the girl had made it out alright. He hadn't made it a point to ask her name because he doubted that Matt really cared at this point and would likely just try to put this whole incident out of his mind. He liked to stay more to himself these days after everything that had happened to him; it was easier that way. All he really needed were his Pokémon and his family and he was good.

With a small smile, Adria waited until Ender seemed to be gone before grabbing her clothes and going behind a large tree to change. Now that she was no longer in need of the uncomfortable uniform, she was free to change into her own clothing, which consisted of dark blue jeans with fringes at the bottom of the hemmed leg, a blank long-sleeve black turtleneck with a little hem-work on the shoulders and the end of the sleeves, and black and blue converse. It felt much better being in these clothing. Although changing in the middle of a forest wasn't ideal for her, it wasn't like there was a changing room nearby and the area was rather secluded. After fixing her hair a bit, Adria released Cerberus and Darteng to thank them and praise them on their hard work. She would give them some treats, but that could wait until she got to her brothers house.

While Adria changed back into her regular clothes, Ender returned to his impatient trainer. "Well?" The red-head was curious and a little worried and the tone of the question made Ender grin. "She's fine. She invited you over to her brother's place, though. Didn't exactly say where, but I'm willing to go snooping around to find it because God knows we need a rest."

Matt frowned slightly. "Wait, wait, wait, what are you going on about? Going to her brother's house? Why in the world would we do something like that!? We just met her, for goodness sake, and I'm not keen on meeting the brother of a pyromaniac."

"Too bad! You're going to accept a kind invitation whether you like it or not because we all need a little rest. We've been going for two days straight trying to find Tary and we haven't found her yet. I know you're worried, and I am too, but she's not going to disappear if we take just a little time to get some good sleep." While he had been talking, Ender had latched onto Matt's wrist and had started dragging him away from the base and in the direction of Cerulean city. Matt was still looking a little skeptical, but Ender wouldn't let him back out of something like this. They were going to get to know this nice girl, even if Ender had to force Matt to do it.

Characters introduced:

Matt, Ender, Shida, Tary - played by Lokiko

Adria, Nathan, Maddie, Darteng, Cerberus, other Pokemon in the yard - played by Koilate