Since Artie has his own notes at the beginning and end of his posts on Facebook, I'll just put those instead of mine :) ~ Mik Mik
The second installment of Pokémon Quest is out! Hope you guys like it! -Count Blaziken III
Zane hurried past his friend, Katarina's house to Lanette's Lab and inched through a crevice between the rock wall and onto the path that led to to the Lab to avoid the tall grass. The Pokémon here were strong, but he made sure his Pokémon would be too. He had picked a Torchic from a breeder in Dewford Town that would be trained at Mt. Pyre.
As soon as Zane got near the Lab, he knew something was wrong. He could hear papers fluttering, glass shattering, and bookshelves falling. He heard Lanette screech once, even. But then he heard something terrifying.
Silence.
Zane jumped through a broken window, throwing himself into the floor an sliding to Lanette's unconscious body. Near him was a black man with a red scarf and a yellow shirt. Really he was no more than a teenager, two inches shorter than Zane at 6'2".
"She's not dead," the boy said with a voice deep and rough. It sounded like sandpaper being dragged across a piece of wood, but with a much darker tone. He put a cap on that was laying on a table.
"Who are you?" Zane demanded, taking the Pokéball from Lanette's bag. He knew it was his, as it had a label reading "Zane's Torchic" on the red part above the release button.
"My name is Dallas," he replied calmly. "This woman has my starter and said she would give it to me much earlier in the week." He tossed the Pokéball into the air before catching it again and again. "She didn't."
Zane looked at Dallas with a cold glance. "I challenge you to a Pokémon battle! If I win, you give Lanette back the Pokémon you have. And if not, then I'll let you go without telling the cops."
"Well then, boy." Dallas tossed the Pokéball in the air once more and then caught it over handed, slamming it to the ground. "Prepare to lose."
"Kip!" Dallas's Pokémon was a Mudkip. Zane groaned. He was already off to a bad start.
"Torchic, use peck!" Zane cried as he threw his Pokéball into the air. As Torchic appeared in midair, Zane felt a cold shiver down his back. This was his first real battle and it would determine whether or not a guilty man was set free.
Okay that's a bad cliffhanger, but I have to go now. Absol will be coming soon, and there are no decisions to make. So thanks for reading this! I'll try and post another bit tonight: the battle. But no promises. ;)
-Count Blaziken III
