Inside the Lab, on the second floor, Ezra, Kanan, and Professor Sycamore were sitting down at a coffee table, Dev sitting on Ezra's shoulder. Three cups of tea were resting on it. Kanan and Ezra sat next to each other, while Sycamore sat across from them. "So, Kanan," Sycamore started. "Where exactly are you from?" Kanan smiled, "I'm from Lothal-" he began, but Ezra interrupted, "Hey, that's where I'm from, too!" Ezra rubbed the back of his head, smiling awkwardly at Kanan, "Sorry. You were saying?" Kanan chuckled a little, then continued, "I have a few friends in Lumiose City at Hotel Richissime. We're actually staying for a few days before heading out." The professor took a sip of his tea, "They wouldn't mind staying at the lab for a bit, would they? I'm actually going to be gone for a few days to research the sundial in Anistar City." Ezra grew interested to what Kanan would say. "I'm sure they wouldn't mind. Wouldn't want an incident to happen," he replied. "I can call them right now to let them know where I'm at." Sycamore smiled, "Then it's settled! Once they get here, I'll have Ezra show them to there rooms." Ezra held back the urge to shout his excitement. Yes! he cried to himself, Kanan's staying!
Kanan stood outside the lab, waiting for the crew.
So, Hera, he had called earlier, I'm at the Pokemon Lab and got caught up in something. Hera responded, What is it, luv? Kanan stuttered, Well... I... I'm thinking we should stay at the lab for a few days. The professor is going on a research trip to Anistar City. Hera chuckled, Well, it certainly would be a learning experience for Sabine and Zeb. We'll stay there.
A piercing cry brought Kanan's attention to the sky. He spotted a Pidgeot descending to the ground towards him, so he waved his hand to signal that it was him. Hera waved back, and brought the Pidgeot completely to the ground in front of the lab. Hera was a slim, beautiful women with green hair, tan skin, and the brightest blue eyes he had ever laid eyes on. She wore her normal clothes. Sabine and Zeb hopped off of Pidgeot. Sabine was from Mandalore. She also had tan skin, brown eyes, multi-colored hair that she dyed herself, and wore clothes that had paint splatters all over. Zeb, on the other hand, was not human. He was a Zoroark from a small region called Lasan. He wasn't much of a trickster, but he was a valuable ally. Hera got down from the 'pilot's seat' and returned Pidgeot to it's Pokeball. "Smeargle! You didn't need to come out yet!" Sabine scolded her Pokemon, who jumped out of its own Pokeball. It cried in defense. But I want to explore the lab! Kanan walked over to them, "Glad you could make it. The professor's inside."
Ezra stood beside Sycamore as Kanan opened the door. As he predicted, Kanan's friends were right behind him. Dev still sat on Ezra's shoulder, Yay! I get new friends to play with! Ezra whispered to Dev, "Not too loud, Dev." Kanan was introducing his friends to Sycamore and Ezra, "This is Hera, Sabine, and Zeb. Guys, this is Professor Sycamore and his assistant, Ezra." Sabine gasped, "Is that a Shiny Froakie!?" Her Smeargle walked forwards, Hi there! Ezra smiled, "Yep. This is Dev." Dev hopped down and towards Sabine, Hello. Sabine bent down with a smile, "Hello, Dev. Nice to meet you." The Froakie climbed up Sabine to perch on her shoulder, then, in sudden movements, leaped onto Zeb's face. The Zoroark grabbed Dev and held him in front of his body, "Do not do that, please." Sycamore chuckled, "Seems like Dev wants to play with you, Zeb." Ezra reached over and took Dev from Zeb's hands. "Dev, don't jump at people's faces," he told him. Zeb huffed, about to say a stinging remark when Kanan quickly intervened, "How about you show us around, Ezra?"
Meanwhile in Alola...
A warm breeze circled around a man who stood at the edge of a cliff, his hands crossed behind his back. "Mister Inquisitor, sir, I-I came like you asked," a woman stammered, clearly afraid of him. The Inquisitor did not turn around, " You're late, trooper." The trooper shuddered at the calmness of his voice. But when the Inquisitor took a Pokeball, she knew what would come next. The Inquisitor tossed the Pokeball, sending out his only Pokemon, Houndoom. The hound curled its lips in a snarl, revealing sharp fangs, and its red eyes pierced her soul. "Show me your Pokemon, and I will see if you are worthy of being in the Empire."
Shaking, she grabbed her own Pokeball, and sent out an Absol. This Absol had a nickname; Angel. Angel was special, but the trooper would not give that reason out yet. She was the only person in the Empire who nicknamed a Pokemon. The Inquisitor grunted, "Houndoom, Flamethrower." Houndoom leaped into the air, its jaws spewing little flames, then it dropped open, and a beam of fire came rushing at Angel. "Angel, Quick Attack!" she commanded, not wanting the flames to forever affect her precious Pokemon. Angel dashed forwards, avoiding the fire. "Now! Use Night Slash!" There bladed horn atop its head glowed a dark purple before it launched forwards at the enemy. Houndoom dodged the attack, then lunged forwards, grabbing Angel's shoulder in its jaws. "Now you won't avoid my attacks. Houndoom, Flamethrower," the Inquisitor shouted. Angel cried in agony as an explosion rang out from the blast. "Angel!" she screamed before rushing over. Angel lied on the ground, eyes twisted shut in pain. She looked up at the Inquisitor, anger filling her green eyes. "Hmph, such a weak trooper. Houndoom, incinerate them." Houndoom nodded, its jaws flowing bright with flames. Then it dropped open, and the flames came towards the pair, who huddled in fear.
Woo! Glad I got this off my shoulders! Hey guys! How you liking this so far? Hope it's not Farfetch'd.