Enjoy my second chapter of the first of my four part series Lucian. Reviews will be loved.

I looked up from my novel. The other story I was reading was stolen by Aaron and Flint and now that book was somewhere in Aaron's bug jungle which I wasn't going back in there and fight for my prized novel. Now I was reading a sappy romance book that actually made me want to poke my eyes out and gorge my tongue. But, I had nothing to do. Then there was a loud knock on the door behind me and I went to open it. I stood back and rubbed my eyes hard.

"May I help you?" I asked sarcastically. Fantina, Candice, Aaron, Volkner, Bertha, Gardenia and Flint stood in front of my room.

"This isn't funny Lucian, get Cynthia!" Flint snapped.

"Why, what's wrong?" I ask.

"Bryon has been poisoned!" Gardenia yelped. I turned on my heel and sped towards Cynthia's room.

"Cynthia!" I screeched. Cynthia stumbled out, yawning. She was taking a nap.

"Yes Lucian?" she said drowsily.

"Bryon, the Canavale city Gym Leader has been poisoned." I gasp.

Cynthia's face pales. She slams the door in my face and reappears in her original getup. "We need to leave now." she announces.

I turn on my heel and the gym leaders and elites pile into my room. Candice shrieked. "Ugh, there is dust all over my wedding dress!" Volkner rolls his eyes. Cynthia took a pair of keys from her pocket and clicked a button. A hidden door opened up and revealed a lift off platform. The plane was already up and running.

"WOW!" Gardenia marveled.

"She's a beauty!" Volkner smiled.

"I know I've only got to fly it once." Aaron smirked. Flint punched him in the arm.

"I'm terrified of heights." Bertha muttered. I smiled compassionately at Bertha who shivered as she helped herself into the plane.

"All aboard!" Cynthia called. We piled into the plane. It went like this. Cynthia and Aaron flew the plane. Bertha and Flint, Candice and Volkner, Fantina and Gardenia, and I got stuck with last.

"All right, it will take us about thirty minutes to get to Canavale so sit tight!" Cynthia called through the intercom.

Fantina turned to me. "So Lucian, what is your Pokémon team?" she asks. I breathed slowly.

"I have a Level 54 Jynx, Level 55 Exuggutor, Level 55 Girafarig, Level 57 Slowbro, and a Level 58 Xatu." I answered swiftly.

Fantina smiled. "I have a Level 31 Gastly, Level 31 Misdreavus, Level 33 Dusclops, and a Level 36 Froslass." she replied. Bertha turned around.

"Lucian, you're not supposed to tell them your Pokémon team." she scolded. My face turned bright red with embarrassment.

"Where's Roark?" Volkner asked.

"He's at the hospital dear." Fantina spoke up. I leaned back and sighed. I closed my eyes and went to sleep.


The slight sound of the drum made Cyrus open his eyes. He sat up from his chair and swiped for his pistol. His aquamarine eyes flickered and his suit was crinkled. His poke balls lied to his right, strewn around as if he didn't care. Which he didn't by the way. He a knock on the door. "It's open." his wheezy voice bellowed. Light flooded into the room as his commander in chief Saturn came into the room.

"The plan went according to plan Cyrus." Saturn smiled. His jet black eyes glowed like the pool ball 8.

"So Bryon is now sick as a dog and will die from Arbok poison." Cyrus grinned evilly. The duo laughed.

"The entire Platina league is going to the hospital." Saturn said.

"What?" Cyrus asked in disbelief. His face brightened up with enjoyment. "You have permission to go to the hospital and exterminate them all."

Saturn cruelly grinned. "Thanks Cyrus." Saturn slammed the door and breathed slowly behind the door. He then reached behind his back and grabbed his dart gun and his switchblade. "There will be blood spilled this night!" he thought with relish.


Her mind told her she needed to run, insisted that she started running. Then she tripped. She tumbled down an imaginary cliff and felt her body scraping against rocks and when she looked down; there was just a black void. Then she felt the chill of water and felt fish stroke against her knee. She yelped but, no sound came out. She heard a roar and fell down a waterfall that was there but, didn't exist. She screamed and this time sound actually came out of her mouth. She vibrated with shock for this was the first time she had her voice in a long time. She wasn't paranoid, she wasn't mute or deaf. She was living a nightmare and if she didn't tell the Platina league about it, the entire region of Sinnoh would collapse to a criminal mastermind known as Cyrus.


Riley sighed and put down his fork. His uneaten steak laid there with collard greens and mashed potatoes and he pushed the plate away. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his text messages. He smiled at numerous ones and frowned at others. Then someone lightly tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and grinned.

"Ah, hello Cheryl; thanks for coming." he greeted.

Cheryl, a girl with a long green ponytail stood nervously behind him. Her green skirt was etched with perfume and violets. Her flashy white teeth glowed like the moon and her olive colored sandals covered her pale feet.

"Vous êtes les bienvenus Riley, je l'ai fait aussi vite que j'ai pu." "Pas tout le monde est sympa et j'ai dû payer 5 $ pour mes Togikiss d'être dans un chenil." "Ugh, pourquoi ne pas les gens réalisent que nous sommes dans une crise économique. Cheryl replied.

"What?" Riley cocked his head in confusion.

"I said, you are very welcome Riley, I made it as fast as I could." "Not everyone here is friendly so I had to pay $5 for my Togikiss to be in a kennel." "Ugh, why can't people realize we are in an economy crisis?" Cheryl huffed.

"You know you didn't have to say it in French." Riley said.

"Well, why do you think I would take a French class at Oreburgh University and not speak it?" Cheryl questioned. "Fantina is very picky about when we say English or Spanish or French."

"I heard she wasn't there for her eight period classes." Riley said stroking his chin.

"Yep, we didn't even have a substitute or anything." "All that was left was a note that said classes were canceled." Cheryl shrugged.

"I wonder why?" Riley pondered.

"One second." Cheryl interrupted Riley's thoughts. "I need to use the ladies room." Cheryl raced off. Riley rolled his eyes and his friend and then scrolled through another message. His eyes turned to mud.

"No." he screamed. "No, no, no!"

And what is Riley scared of? In this story I include Spanish, French, and Italian. Wonder who the girl is, the one who is going through some nightmare? It only gets worse from here.