Candela Blaise. First-Class Pokemon Ranger. One of the most advanced younger trainers of the Hoenn Region. The perfect candidate for the 'Government Operations' job position. She was still sorta kicking herself for accepting the letter in the mail a few weeks ago. Her job had all the things one could ever want, especially how high her rank was. Reasonable, flexible hours, good pay. The people were nice, she was a leadership position, and the land of Hoenn was beautiful. She could have had a nice, safe, respectable career.

But the thing was, she wasn't ready to decide her career yet. As good as being a Pokemon Ranger was, Candela felt like she could be something more, something else. As high as she could have settled, it was still settling. And it's not this 'Government Operations' job was so incredible, being extremely vague in its job description. Her fellow rangers tossed the opportunity away at the first glance, simply assuming it was a desperate scam. Candela thought the same about it at first, but her curiosity had gotten the better of her once again.

"Well, if this doesn't work out, maybe they'll let me come back and clean the toilets, huh Flareon?" She looked down at her companion, a red Pokemon with tufts of yellow fur that made her look like a walking candle. A plush candle, mind you, but candles can leave severe burns if mishandled.

"Flare, flare." The Pokemon chirped in response.

Currently the duo were walking up to the bus stop that would take them to their destination. Although some of her ranger coworkers offered her a ride, Candela preferred to walk, wanting to get one last look around the region before departing. So putting on her walking boots, ranger boots, and a red tank top, Candela strapped on her knapsack and was in her way.

"Not gonna lie, I'm gonna miss this place." She said, smiling at the beauty of nature around her. The breeze flowing into her was a refreshing contrast to this rather hot day. Let's not dawdle here for too long, don't want to miss our boat."

Reaching the harbor, Candela found her boat, a large, magnificent cruise ship. "Say, where does this boat go anyways?" She asked the clerk.

"Oh, this ship is going to the Kanto region young lady!" The clerk replied. "Here is your cruise card, an all-in-one electronic card used as your boarding card, room key and onboard credit card, and pamphlet give you a schedule of the events and a handy map of the ship. Enjoy your cruise!"

Once onboard, Candela found her room, #136, and walked inside. It was a small room, with one bed, a desk, and chest of drawers with a TV over it. No stove, but that's what the buffet is for.

The foghorn blasted from above, and Candela watched from her window as the cruise ship left the harbor. Flareon settled on the bed, snuggling up against the pillow.

"Well Flareon, looks like we're off."

"Flare, flare?"

"No, I'm not bringing out everyone else in this cramped room." Candela said as she unpacked. "One ill-timed nudge and Scyther is turning the TV into swiss cheese. They have a place on the ship where I can bring them out, don't worry about it."

"Attention passengers!" A voice from the intercom came on. "This is your director speaking! We will have a dinner celebration in 2 hours at our luxurious dining hall, as well as our all-you-can-eat buffet outside on the deck! If you're coming to the dining hall, please try to dress formally. However, the buffet is as casual as you can be! So come on down for a meet-and-greet with your fellow passengers, and come see what we are all about! See you there!"

"They're probably going to let us hang out with our Pokemon at dinner, especially the outdoor one. In that case, I better go shower."

Flareon got one whiff of her Trainer, and wrinkled her nose, covering it with her paw. "Flare! Flare!"

"Yeah well breaking news, you don't smell so great either. You and I both walked down here. So if I smell, you smell. So get off my bed."

Flareon jumped off of the bed, slowly walked up to Candela, and looked her right in the eye as she resonated heat from her body, cleaning herself off.

"Well some of us can't super-dry clean ourselves on command, you little furball."

Flareon snickered as she jumped back on the bed. She knew the day was hers.

"Well if you don't want to pester me anymore, I'm going to go shower now."

Getting out of the shower, Candela saw that Flareon was asleep on the bed. Better stay quiet, don't want to wake here up just yet. Alright then. She thought. What to wear? What to wear...

Candela decided to pick a Moltres T-shirt and jean shorts. And now that that's settled, what am I going to eat? I'm famished after that walk to the harbor.

Suddenly, the perfect thought came to mind. Ribs. Endless and endless amounts of ribs..." Candela could smell it now. That succulent meat that was just begging to be ripped right off the bone.

She looked at the clock. There was still an hour and 15 minutes left.

Candela turned towards the door. Maybe they'll start early. I'll go check.

And that's when she noticed an envelope by the door. Apparently it had been slid under the door while she was showering.

That's weird. Candela thought to herself. That wasn't there when I came in. Maybe the crew gives it out. I mean, I was in the shower. Welp, let's see what's inside. Probably a bunch of coupons or something.

Opening the letter and reading the note, Candela gasped. Oh my God.

"I know who you are, Candela Blaise,

and I'm coming for you."

- Blanche Paige