Okay, chapter 3 is here. I normally wait about a week before I start writing mainly because I'm lazy but this is an exception. I want to get this chapter out before school starts on the 31st so just like Laptoper who wants to write his story again as he's abandoned it almost twice now. I saw almost because this second time he's waited less time than before to write again and asked me to be his racist bitch drill sergeant of writing so he can get back in shape to writing since he really wants to get a second story out and finish Icy Isolation.

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Chains' POV

I followed the Jolteon back to the station after our short bathing and swimming session. The walk wasn't too long, we chatted the same way we did on the way to the oasis so nothing crazy really happened. The spies that were suppose to be watching us were all out in the open more or at least I think, as I spotted around three to five of them on our trip back. Two of them were Pidgeots, one was a Skarmory and I'm not too sure for the other two but I'm pretty sure I saw them. By the time we arrived, the sheriff was outside waiting with his arms crossed and a smile plastered on his face. "Well well well. It looks like you are changing for the better already."

"Yeah, for a convincted felon, he isn't too bad of a Pokémon at all. Rough childhood is what's lead him to this path of life." Hibana replied with a half smile.

I rolled my eyes and mumbled "Please don't talk about it, I'd love for only you to know and not anybody else. The day it happened has changed my life forever and there's no going back from there. By the way, I don't care what you say. I'm heading back to Carmen next month on the 4th. I've promised myself that every year I'd visit where I buried her on the day of her birthday. And being in prison won't stop me."

"Just be a good Pokémon until a few days before and we'll personally have you escorted to her tomb then," The Machanp said, "Afterall, we really aren't trying to make your life a living hell as we believe that'll make you just turneven worse than before."

I sighed, "I have no choice if I want to cooperate or not, so I'm going to cooperate. Besides, Hibana isn't too bad to hang around. She definitely has some interesting conversations and stories to tell about the town."

The Sheriff looked over towards Hibana who was snickering at some of the stories she told me about the drunks around town and how much of jackasses they were at times. "Anyways, what are you guys going to do now? I expected you to stay out longer for your free time."

"That's the thing sir," Hibana explained, "I want to take him to town and show him around the place. Let him get use to his new home, y'know boss?"

The machamp crossed his lower arms and used his top set in a thinking position before saying "I guess. From what my flying colleagues told me, you two behaved well enough so I'll let you go into town and only send one Pidgeot to watch if you don't mind."

"Yeah that's fine, I just wanna seee the lay of the land. I'm useless anyways with this Psychic band around my leg but it's stylish so I can live with that." I told the machamp, shaking my banded leg rag doll like.

"I can see that," He chuckled as his facial expression turned to a more of a concerned one, "'I'm sorry but I don't think I ever actually introduced myself. Name's Smith but most people around here call me just Sheriff as it's my duty and role around here."

I didn't really care but I wanted to be on my best behavior so I could bust out of here before we go to the grave. No way I'm letting them know I worked with her, before I had came around, she was the most wanted eeveelution in the world. My sentence would extend by the second as they read the letters I had left, how I was planning to murder and avenge her so I put on a fake smile for Smith. "Thanks man, I'd introduce myself but let's be honest, what cop doesn't know who I am?"

The machamp chuckled and looked towards Hibana who was looking at the side of my head, day dreaming of what I was planning to teach her I hope. I'm not going to take somebody of her age into the life I live, it was already bad that I was brought into it at such a young age and I don't want to be ruining somebodies life and possibly getting them killed. "So Hibana, take this gentleman to town. Since he behaved better than what us at the station expected, you won't be watched. If anything does happen, come to straight to me. I'll have Chains found."

"Thanks friend but I'm not gonna hurt anybody here. I only hurt those who attempt to do the same to me. It's kind of an honor system, ya know?" Don't hurt me, I don't hurt you." I said, yawning quickly after.

"Yeah, I understand. I don't have experience with stealing from places and robbing unsuspecting Pokémon, but I guess your system works in not attracting unwanted attention," Smith replied, "Anyways you two kiddos go off and play. Have fun!"

"I'm an adult." I murmured

Hibana didn't care as she was under eighteen and exclaimed "Will do Mr. Sheriff! Let's go Chains, we have plenty of places for you to under yourself around here." As she took off out the door, some magnetic wave or something else invisible pulled me after her into the open streets of this small town. As I matched Hibana's pace, I looked deeply into her eyes and asked "So are we training or doing our little tour of the town?"

She just shrugged in response, "Why not both? I bet we could fit both of them into our 'busy' schedule." As we began strolling around the small town, Hibana would point out a building occasionally and give an explanation about them. None of them really interested me until we arrived at the saloon which happened to be the only two story building around and the only building we went inside of. While I looked around the place, she jumped on top of one of the bar stools, patiently waiting for me to join her. It didn't take long for me to get familiar with the building so I jumped up next to the Jolteon and smiled as the bartender, a Bisharp, came over to us.

"So who's this lucky guy Hibana?" The bartender asked as he shined a cup.

"Most recent inmate around here, thought I'd take him for a tour of our little town. Also, I'll take my normal Maurice."

The Pokémon nodded and turned to me, "So how'd you get caught?"

"Ill take you freshest beer, in a bottle please, and train robbery." I replied, awaiting for him to ask why in a bottle instead of a bowl like what Hibana ordered.

"Drinking at noon? I like you and are you a psychic user?"

"Use to be. Hibana, if you shock that small screw I wedged into the bracelet, it should overflow the system and snap off easily." The Jolteon looked confused at first but didn't not question my directions as she sent a shock of electricity at the nail. The pink band slowly began to glad brighter and brighter before breaking in two, freeing my paw. "That's better. Anyways, I'm guessing you had your fair share of crime back then?"

The Bisharp sat a glass bottle containing my drink in front of me as he spoke, "Sorta, only once as it was a small job to get back on my feet after failing college. Use to live in the east when I was younger and went broke during a robbery, forcing officials to remove me from the premises. Never got caught so here I am, isn't too bad of a life. Hell, this saloon is where the town count all started."

Musing pyschic to lift the bottle, I took a swig of the home brewed beer which didn't taste bad at all. "So how'd it all start?"

The Bisharp closed his eyes and smiled as he spoke. "It all started with our mayor, he was a merchant who was traveling but became exhausted in the desert heat. Thanks to that waterhole there, him and his Rapidash friend who pulled his carriage got a drink and stayed here, building this here saloon out of what he scrapped from the carriage for all his stuff as like a bar and store so people could get food, drinks, and buy stuff. Eventually, people started joining him building their own stuff to make a life here. That all continued while a petition to get a railroad station built here went into motion. After getting around five hundred signatures, here we are today. We have people all over the western territories that come here to bargain and trade. We aren't too big but we've got a large enough population to earn ourselves a dot in the maps of the area."

I took another sip of my alcohol and chuckled, "Isn't that how they always start? I mean, I never really stayed in one place for too long due to the circumstances I had been forced to live under for so long?"

"I guess so," The steel type replied, "Pokemon decide to settle down somewhere and slowly but surely, the population in that area grows and grows up to where it's considered a town. Some lucky towns grow so big that they could even be considered cities but I don't think that'll happen for most of the most innard land wise towns of the west."

We continued to talk about the town as Hibana and I finished up our drinks. Hibana stayed quiet for the most part, the only difference I noticed with her was the fact that she'd occasionally scoot closer to me for no apparent reason but I hadn't noticed anything after that. Maurice had taken the empty bowl and bottle and put them away to be washed and reused. After a brief goodbye, Hibana and I left the saloon to find an unsuspecting victim in the shadow filled alley ways that the grouped up buildings formed.

"So do you have any friends we can be our test dummy or are we actually gonna be using a random Pokémon and tell them it's a practice robbery?" I questioned the Jolteon.

"Random Pokémon I guess. Just let me do my own thing and I can bring us our own personally test dummy." Hibana said, giving me a small yet assuring smile.

I chuckled and said "Just whistle when you have gotten our little toy. Nobodies watching us from what I've seen and if somebody is, they're not gonna be able to see us in here. We can use these darker areas as hideouts if needed."

"Sounds good, I'll be back in a minute."


Hibana's POV

I walked further into the darkness of the alley. Chains and I weren't actually sure if anybody was back here, I just looked for a building that had a lot of smokers that worked inside of them as they'd come outside for a cigar. Too much of my surprise, we had actually been behind the bank where a Machop was sitting on a small step with a news paper. A smirk covered my face as I lowered the bandana on my forehead to form a vail to hide my face. "Excuse me?" I asked as I approached the Pokémon, a thundershock stored in my fur for when the newspaper wasn't blocking his body.

"Ye-" he started to say, as he lowered his paper only to be shocked by my charges up attack.

Before I grabbed his arm to drag him back to Chains, I whispered to the Machop "No hard feelings, we needed somebody to train from so don't worry, we won't steal from you and we'll do our to not hurt or kill you. If we do injure you, we'll leave you some cash or something as you were unlucky and were blinking during that if you're wondering why you can't open your eyes sweetheart." Besides a few noises that couldn't be interpreted into words, no other type of attempted communication came from the Pokémon. "Good, you're more of the quiet type. Makes our job easier practice lessons easier." I made sure I had a good grip on the pokemon's arm without hurting him and began to slowly drag him through the sand, back to our little practice area.

"Welcome back, that didn't take as along as I had expected from you." Chains said, smiling. I couldn't help but notice that his top canines would occasionally stick out when he'd smile.

I let go of the machop's arm and told the Umbreon "Help me stand him up as if he were walking."

"No need to unless you want help with your type of robbing and not what I've had to do. I was gonna show you some techniques that I've used before. Just like this one for example." All Chains did was sit down and look at me, waiting for me to learn his trick.

"Umm, nothing is happening. All you're doing is sitting there."

"Are you sure?" A voice said from behind me, "I'd think that those big ol ears of yours would of helped you locate me." When I turned, nobody was there. I looked back to make sure that's Chains was still there - he was - when I heard the sound of sand shuffling to my side. When I turned, I saw bits of the ground sinking where I assumed an invisible Chains was.

"Double team can do that? Act as a substitute Pokémon and allow you to go invisible?" I gasped, amazed at the infinite amount of possibilities this gave me.

The clone that was in the Umbreon's original had disappeared when I looked back to where it was. As if it was magic, Chains was in the new location where I saw the sand sinking in. "For example," he began, his body turning into a clone as he began to approach the machop I kidnapped judging by the direction of the sand moving around me, "I can make it seem like a Pokémon like this could fly as I'm invisible. This could also be used for your petty little pickpocketing. Hell, I could bring you into the real world even and we could start pulling heists up. Besides, what security guards and police don't like a cute girl causing mischief and havoc in the world."

"You know, I was about to question you for saying that but I changed my mind hoping that being female gets me more perks in crime if I ever do go bigger than what I'm currently doing." I said, utterly confused at his statement.

He laughed in response and went up to the Pokémon I had captured, dropping a few coins at his feet. "Sorry she had to capture you, didn't think she was that willing to learn. Anyways, good day old chap."

I pushed the veil back up into a bandana and looked at Chains as if he were crazy. "Chap? What are you, one of the Londeners?"

"Nope, just wanted to try the word out lad, didn't really like it as I felt like an old man. Anyways, anything else you want to do before we head back to the jailhouse? Getting hotter out here by the minute and I wouldn't mind getting out of the heat. Besides, this is one of the reasons you didn't become an Umbreon."

I giggled, "No, nothing really unless you want to go to another bar. Not really a great idea considering I don't really want you getting drunk, but I'm not your boss."

"Never been a heavy drinker and that was my first beer in ages, so I'll pass. My liver is already pissed at me for that first beer." He said, shrugging slightly.

"I guess hat decides it, back to the jailhouse. Maybe we could play some cards or a board game that they have over there for entertainment." I smiled. The two of us strolled through the town, most of the Pokémon looked at Chains as if he were Giratina or something, all because he was the only captured criminal in this town since nobody has any idea of me doing all the deeds I did except for Chains, but that's our little secret. When we arrived, the sheriff was at his desk drinking coffee as expected considering nobody actually came here to report people. Last time somebody came in here for a request was to catch someone for burning down their house or something.

"So are you two back from your little date?" The sheriff joked.

"It wasn't a date, just a small tour s-," Chains began to say, stopping when I kicked one of his legs, "Anyways, I had that bracelet taken off. I wasn't a fan of not being able to do stuff that those with thumbs could do, so I had it taken off. Mainly so I could have something to drink that wasn't in a bowl, but still. Anyways, Hibana here says you have games here we could play?"

Sheriff Smith scratched his head awkwardly and said "We'll put a new one on that isn't too tight tonight then and yeah, we have a few decks of cards you two can play with for a while. Hibana knows where they are."

"Yep, I'll get them!" I exclaimed at I dashed to a door in the back of the building. The door was always slightly opened so I could get in from just a slight push. Inside the room were a few wooden shelves with a variety of different items on them. From evolutionary items, weapons like guns and knives, to normal every day items like cups, games, balls, and two decks of cards. I grabbed the both decks gently to prevent any damage from my saliva or teeth and brought them out where Smith and Chains were waiting.


Chains' POV

Hibana and I played cards with the sheriff, games including blackjack, poker, and my personally favorite game, bullshit. The time had actually passed quite nicely and by the time we were done and bored, it was almost time for dinner and Smith had offered us dinner at this café that everybody in town apparently knew about due to how good their food was. As the three of us walked down the street, onlookers stared at me absolutely terrified. Some that were walking the opposite way as us would actually turn around and start running to stay away from me specifically. "Pokémon here seem pretty terrified of you, huh Chains?" Smith asked after watching people coward away from me.

"I bet you would too if you weren't a cop or machamp. I am the only criminal here and even worse, I got caught after robbing at least half a damn ton of gold. With dead bodies left in my path."

"Fair point." He shrugged.

An awkward silence fell between us so I used this time to make use of having psychic back. "Hibana, listen to me. We have to get out of this town as soon as possible. To make it less suspicious, we're gonna stay here for the first week or so so you could save up to hire a rapidash. From there, we'll be leaving to a separate town where I have a friend who will help and work for us. Don't speak of this to anybody and don't reply with your voice, only your thoughts. Just nod if you understand."

Hibana looked at me confused, but nodded to understanding what I told her. It was a short walk to the café but as he sun began to set, the clouds would roll in and the cool desert night would begin to take its role. When we walked in, it had a family friendly atmosphere and nobody really looked at me and instantly freaked out, just confused of why I wasn't in the jail due to news spreading quickly in small towns like this. The three of us found an empty booth. Smith sat on one side while Hibana and I sat on the sidebar opposite of him. A Miltank with three menus walked up to our seats and introduce herself. "Howdy there, I'm Bertha as you know. It's nice to see you here Sheriff and Hibana. And who's this little guy, Hibana's boyfriend?"

Hibana and I's cheeks both began to glow a bright red, hers more visible due to her yellow fur. Hibana started to stare off into the distance with a small smile on her face, probably daydreaming so I replied for her. "Uhh, no ma'am. I'm actually kinda the only person this town's jail has currently. Due to convincing on Hibana's part for some reason and good behavior I guess considering I've been out of my cell all day and haven't caused chaos or attempted to escape."

"Well, a Pokémon's gotta work one way or another, am I right?" She exclaimed.

I gave her a small uncomfortable chuckle and said "Anyways, I'm Chains. One of the few Umbreon's crazy enough to live in this territory."

"Nice to meet you buddy. Anyways, what could I get you guys to drink today?"

"I'll have an Oran Berry soda." I told the Miltank.

"Same." Hibana mumbled - still traumatized -, loud enough for our server to here her.

"Black coffee Bertha."

Once she finished writing down our drinks, she handed out the the three menus and said "I'll be back in a little bit once I'm sure you're all ready to order and with your drinks."

"Are you fine with leaving this place because I know you wanna make it father in he works of crime. If you go with me, I can take you as my partner in crime and we could pull off some big ass heists."

Hibana sighed. "I'm fine with it. Just gotta say leave a notebook for Smith since he's let me you the jail as a home for the last six years of my life."

The Jolteon's sigh didn't notice as the sheriff asked "What's wrong Hibana? Is something bothering you?"

She shook her head, "I'm just thinking. Personal stuff, memories. You know?"

"Yeah, you're childhood wasn't the greatest but hopefully I've helped fix that."

Hibana slowly went back to staring off in the distance as she sorted her memories through her head. I began tapping her with my tail ubtil she finally looked my way. "Bertha's coming back to take our order and give us our drinks." She slowly looked up at the right time to see the Miltank come back with a tray containing our sodas and Smith's coffee. As she set down the drinks on top of all the coasters, she got out the same notepad from when she got our drinks.

"I'm guessing you two want your normals, so what will you be having on this fine night Mr. Chains."

"Umm... I can't decide. Surprise me." I told her, sliding my menus on top of Hibana's.

"Arighty, a surprise me coming right up, your food should all be coming right out soon." She said as she collected the menus.

"Excuse me Hibana, I'm gonna go and quickly he the bathroom." I said as I scooter past her. I walked around for a minute or so until I found the bathroom and entered it to hide in a stall for a minute.

"Hibana, is there anything wrong? Please tell me so I can at least attempt to fix it."

"Everything is fine, trust me. I'm excited to leave this town to journey I guess you could call it with you. I've just been thinking of all the bad things that have happened to me here over the years and how thanks to you, I can finally escape and leave those problems. Thank you."


And that is a wrap! I was thinking about going to 5k words but I didn't due to the fact that this was probably the best ending unless I went another thousand or so words.

I actually had a pretty damn fun time writing this and I finished it sooner hsn expected so there my be a chance that I could get a fourth chapter of before the 31st.

Only sad part is that I head back to the shitty state of Washington ok Friday so that sucks, but oh wel. Life sucks in general and I have two shitty parents there instead of one good one here.

Only good things in Washington is the easy ass schooling system and Taco Time which we still rarely went to but it's so fucking good.

Anyways, I hoped you enjoyed! All reviews are appreciated so feel free to leave one!

Ciao!