Midnight's Veil had fallen upon the Cut-throat city of Goldenrod. A streaming, bustling, and ever-active Metropolis, Even when Other settlements rest, And the world's Poke'mon begin to drift off into slumber, This place could'nt be more of the opposite.
The Gambling rig's Alive, the deadly street gangs very much awake, and the Always-alert Police force were out in the Hundreds. Spotlights shining down every nook and cranny, No stone unturned, No wrong unwriten.
And where are our Hero's you ask? Fighting thugs? twarting robbery's? Not Quite...
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Ash screamed at the top of his lungs, His head and part of his arm dangling out the Car's window, Waving his Trademark red and white around, A Manical Smile on his face, Ash was living it up, having a real fun time.
They say it's the simple things that bring us the most Joy in life
To the Right of Ash, Brock sat teeth clenched, eyes even tighter shut than useuall, A Gleeful Grin upon himself as he focused upon the roads, Diving and weaving dangerously inbetween oncoming traffic, Every few minutes brock would glance into his Rear-veiw mirror, A Habit of his.
Too his dismay, However; Brock was met with two glareing Red white and blue Flashing lights, and a droning, nonstop Siren - The easily recognizable sound of Jenny's SqaudBike.
"Oh...shiiit..."
Brocks face fell as his smirk disapeared quickly, He grabbed ash by the shoulder and pulled him into the car, He bumped his head on the Windows edge.
Ash, who had seemingly not noticed, shot brock a glare before being directed with a gesture, to the Trouble closing in behind them. Ash turned white.
"..Thats not good" Ash whispered to himself
"You can say that again, Ash!" Brock almost screamed
Brock, Having seen this upon countless Cop car chase Television shows. Pulled into the nearby pavement. The siren stopped, and the Bike halted next to them, Jenny pulled herself off the Vehicle and walked towards them
"We're Fucked"
"No, no...it's....It'll be Ok! Just put on your Cool face! Everything will be fine!" Ash nodded trying to assure his friend, placing all his faith into this quickly constructed plan
Jenny firmly knocked on the Window, Which brock responded by slowly rolling down.
"License And Registra-.."
The Policewoman was Cut off from her line of speech by the sight before her.
Brock had contorted his face into a twisted false Grin, revealing all his pearl-like white teeth, Brock; For the first time in years had opened his eyes to the world. His small pitchblack pupils bore a hole into the womans head, It felt as through he was gazing into the deepest pits of her Soul. and he liked what he saw. This sight had done wonders to unnerve the upholder of the Law, who's words had died in her throat, and was redused to a stuttering, twitching, Wreck
A few minutes passed as the two upheld his neverending exchange, Finally, Brock broke the silence.
"...Problem, Officer?"
Another Breif momment passed. Jenny could no longer take this torment anymore, ignoring their blatant breaking of the speed limit, she could only mutter a weak and Vain responce.
"...Get the fuck out of here"
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