Before I begin I'd like to state one thing. If I spell any pokemon names wrong, please dont judge me. I just don't have time to in between look up all their names. So if I screw a name up please don't point it out. That is all.

The two people started walking around, when he heared footsteps coming towards his hiding bush. The 'creature' nudged his hand and whined.

"Hush" whispered Frollo, when suddenly commotion was about outside the bush. There was a scream. A girls scream, a young girls scream.

"Well, well" One of the two 'very official people' said.

"Look what we have here. None other than our criminal herself heh.." Said the official man.

"Let go of me right now" screamed the girl. The other official spoke.

"Grace Ambers, carrying 212 more pokemon then allowed" Said the man.

"Yea, it's only because you dumd-asses closed down the P.C." She replied grunting.

Frollo tried to get up only to remeber... To late. 'The creature' tried to tug him down, but he had alredy been spotted. One of the men was holding the girl named Graces wrists behind her back. He seemed to clench on her wrists hard.

"Well, well, well" said one of the men.

"Look what we have hear" the other man finished.

Frollo gulped, and the creature made a sound. A 'Squeck' sort of noise.

"A man and his Umbreon" said the other man.

The men wore suits of silver, and a big 'G' implanted in the middle of there suits.

"Won't Cyrus be proud of what we found" said the one men.

"Okay, sure he'll be proud, but not because of him, because of Grace"

"You can say that again"

Grace tried to wriggle free. Her lush blond hair blew in the wind. She wore a black fedora, and a neon green bow. She wore a white vest with a aquamarine tank top,and an aquamarine Minnie-skirt with high sneakers that went up to her knees. The sneakers were lavender. She also wore a dark purple bandana around her neck, and a sash- bag wrapped around her neck and under one arm. The sash seemed full, and as if it could explode at any moment. And her eyes, Hazel.

"I'd rather die than throw away all my hard work to you goons" she replied.

"Oh, but wouldn't you" said the man.

He shot a glare at Frollo.

"And as for you" began the man.

"Cyrus always loves to have extra prisoners"

Frollo was confused. Who is Cyrus? What's was his goal? What's do they mean about Grace carrying 212 over? She certainly did something wrong? What did he do? Why keep him captive when he didnt even know where he was? His head was about to explode. The man suddenly reached in his pocket.

"Go Houndour" he cried, and a red and white ball flew in the air. Suddenly out poped...a dog.

The creature the men called an 'Umbreon' looked at Frollo, eyes wide as if it wanted a command.

"What are you, an idiot" cried the Grace girl. "Counter attack, send out your Umbreon, tell him a move, do something" She scolded him, as if he was a child.

"She's right" acclaimed one of the men.

"You really don't know anything" he concluded. "Alright then" he said. "Houndour use Bite"

Frollo felt a pain, and that's the last thing he could remeber, before he blacked out.