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"Hm…" said the Pokemon trainer, focusing on the black and white game by him.

The opponent's eyes narrowed, watching his hands move toward a pawn, then backed away, hand resting on his chin in thought.

"King me," he smiled. The opponent groaned, slumping against the chair.

"Brendan, you're too slow," he laughed, packing away the game.

"Chess isn't my thing…" Brendan mumbled, lowering his headband.

"Where's your sense of humor?" the opponent asked, kicking the box under the table. "You're usually extremely happy.

'Tis was true - Brendan was always happy-go-lucky. He was known for looking at the glass half-full. The white-haired boy shifted his green headband, sighed, and stared at his Pokeballs. "Man, Blue, I swear you cheat every time you play against me."

Blue flipped a coin in the air, snorting, putting his feet on the table. "C'mon now, just because you're not smart, doesn't mean you have to blame me on it!" Blue was an arrogant, cocky boy. He shuddered, at that moment remembering Red.

He flicked his light brown bangs out of his eyes, blinking for a second, shaking his head. "Hm…" he repeated again. Red, that dude was unbeatable!

Brendan slapped down a deck of cards. "Wise guy, I'll show you! Go Fish, right now!"

Go fish? Blue chuckled silently. Oh, what a day….

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She pushed her silvery hair out of her face, eyes narrowed under the lamp intently, finger tracing the words carefully. She pursed her lips for a moment, sighed, then turned the page. Crystal, on top of a sleeping Feraligatr, watched her from a distance.

She rubbed her aching eyes, closed the book, and put her head on the desk in distress. Crystal took that opportunity to talk.

"So, Platinum, what were you reading?" she asked, blue eyes shining in curiosity.

Platinum turned around, eyes looking drowsy and foggy. "Leaf…" she yawned.

"Leaf?" Crystal laughed. "Leaf died like, a year ago. I was good friends with her."

Platinum's grey eyes opened, staring at her in amazement. "Leaf? You knew her Kris?" Everyone called Crystal "Kris" for short.

Crystal nodded, light blue spiky pigtails bouncing lightly. "Of course! Now, I heard she died from a misfortune from her Venusaur, but I don't believe that. Bunch of crud, if ya ask me."

"She was so innocent too," Kris continued, sighing. "Always the goody-goody. Shy as heck, her nose in books, she was smart, that one. Made her right by Red on the challenge level."

Platinum gaped. Right! Leaf was said to be right by Red on the toughness scale. One of the best in the world….

"Where is Red?" Platinum asked, looking around the room.

"Hm… dunno." Crystal shook her head. Her Feraligatr stirred slightly, then snored.

"I need to find out more info on Leaf!" Platinum cried, standing up, ignoring the book that fell off. She sped off, pushing Pearl out of the way. He spun, falling. "What the heck?" he exclaimed, a book falling on his head.

"She's on it again?" Pearl grunted, rubbing his blonde hair.

"Yeah." Kris sighed, crossing her arms and shook her head. "Once Platinum goes, she never stops."

"Like that one time," he said, laughing.

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"Heh. Nice one Red." Gold smiled, returning Typhlosion. He raised an eyebrow, sighed, and put his Pokeball in his pack. "You've been too stressed lately, though. What's wrong?"

Red returned Charizard, turning. "Something's stirring, I swear on whatever legend that controls everything."

Gold took off his yellow hat and waved it in front of his face, shaking his head. "Red, you need to relax. You're constantly interviewed, challenged, and talked about. You're stressed out, and maybe a little paranoid."

"I swear I'm not paranoid!" Red yelled, stomping his foot slightly. "There is something out there, stirring, and I wanna find it. I swear on my red hat!"

Gold rubbed his forehead and put on his hat. Anytime Red swears on his hat, he had his mind set on it. "Okay Red, whatever. Just don't kill yourself, alright?"

But Red already stormed off, and Gold could spot his shadow heading towards the library. He frowned.

"Well, I wonder if Red's right."

A/N: Short, short, short, short, short. I know, but it could be worse, right?