"Gone without a Trace!"

Now that the horrifying abomination known "Professor Oak" is gone, I,The Narrator, don't have to hide anymore! Let's get this story started! *Cue Jackson and Trace in fetal position rocking back and forth next the two Poké Balls Oak left them. Whoops! Too late! Let me try something...

Narrator: Hello? Jackson: Wait... Where'd that voice come from?! Trace:Dad! Narrator:Son! I'm so happy to kinda see you again! Jackson: Dad?! Son?! What?!?!

It was obvious that an explanation was in order, but who would our dashing narrator even begin to explain... I suppose he would start from the beginning...

Your charming, witty, and most importantly, humble narrator was once Professor Oak's assistant and help organize and store data on whatever he happened to be researching. They had worked together for years, until that assistant had a son... This took the assistant away from his work and with Oak's grandson in Alola and his granddaughter taking a career in cosmetics, Oak began to grow lonely... That loneliness soon turned into obsession and that obsession turned into madness! He stole research on alternate worlds from his fellow professors and Bill's transportation research and...and...

Jackson:..and? Trace:... Narrator: I can't remember what happened next... I-I don't think I want you... Jackson: DARK.

Trace: I tried asking the professor about my dad, but he just started calling me "Blue"! He trapped me in some weird portal and that's when I found my dad. I couldn't see him, but I could hear him. Jackson: So he kidnapped you and called by a different name, did...SOMETHING to your dad, and now he expects the two of is the work on something? Trace/Narrator: Pretty much! Jackson:... I have to get my mom... *runs downstairs*

It was obvious that Jackson needed time to grasp these troublesome events he had been forced into. Alas, his journey was nowhere close to ending and his greatest foe, Professor Oak, had countless resources that made him untouchable. He needed power and-turn your attention to the Poké Balls- Oak may have granted him just that...

Trace: Dad... I've been meaning to ask... Why are you always repeating stuff I already know? Narrator: No reason! Just-uh... talking to myself? Trace: Okay...

There are something's you just aren't willing to share with those you truly care about...