You know, this is where I should put down a disclaimer saying, I don't own Pokemon, but isn't that assumed? I mean, this IS FAN fiction (emphasis on FAN) and anthropomorphism IS considered modification, right?

Kenji

Three days later, we were sent to a train station about ten miles away from the city borders, to another city named Ironwood. It was less populated than the city we were currently in, but about as industrial. We were set to meet another Resistance member on the way there.

About halfway to Ironwood, a male of about sixteen sat next to us and introduced himself as Mitchell Keikomann. He didn't seem suspicious, so I introduced myself to him, then Pat, and finally Ryaku and Diana.

He opened his mouth to speak again. "I'm the Resistance member who was set up with you guys." He looked around. "Let's go somewhere more private."

He led us to the caboose of the train, which was completely empty. It reminded me of the time a close friend of mine rode with me on this kind of train, to go visit a relative who was horribly sick… I tagged along to support him. On the way back, though, he fell off the caboose, and I never heard from him again. Ever since, I had been kind of… ehm, conscious of the back of ANY kind of train.

I tried to start the conversation, but then instantly noticed Mitchell almost completely absorbed in the 3DS he was playing. Great… just who we needed. Someone who just can't stop playing video games.

We had to wait him out for another hour before he finally spoke.

"Wait, where was I?"

"You haven't started yet!" Ryaku snapped.

"Geez, Ryaku, calm down." I commented.

Mitchell started. Okay, our plan is this…" He laid down a map on the ground, with red, green and blue lines drawn on it, and explained every part of the map, and where each line went. I inserted a couple questions to clarify any messages I didn't understand.

He put up his map after about fifty minutes, and ten minutes after that we heard a bang. I spotted another assassin, and quickly rushed after him. He climbed the ladder, onto the roof of the train.

With me still hot on his trail, he dropped down, and disconnected the cars from where he was. I leaped onto the next train car, and started checking for him. I heard a gunshot, which must have came from the assassin. He must've been nervous, because he missed by a mile.

I rushed up to him to fight hand-to-hand, but he grabbed me and threw me off the train.

Or so he thought.

Because I was being carried by a blue-green aura.

Mitchell

A man in a trench coat drove me to the train station that day. He had said he would take me because of a special ability I had, concerning my 3DS. I didn't know of this until I had seen a spike ball at my feet, that I would've sworn wasn't there before. I kicked it aside, and tested something else out. Drawing a soccer ball in the field allotted, and touching the very bottom of the screen…

Yes! A soccer ball!

While on the train, I looked around for the silver helmet, and the black spiked hair…

I found them after about two or three hours and guided them to the caboose.

When the assassin came to attack us, we ran through the cars to try and meet him at the front, surround him, but when we saw the cars disconnect, we took a different plan.

Ryaku took the front, and I held the rear. I rushed to the very back of the train, and spawned a few barricades, plus a revolver pistol, for self-defense. Waiting for the strike, I braced myself, but it didn't come.

Then I saw Kenji and the assassin battle hand-to hand. I wanted to step in to lend a hand, but I felt that my action would jeopardize the mission.

Then I saw Kenji fall off. I did what any respecting citizen with a magic 3DS would do: I drew a circle around a stickfigure, then drew an arrow from the figure to the interior of the train, then hit "submit."

Instantly, my 3DS worked its magic, and I saw Kenji being carried by a sphere to the inside of the train. I opened the door, and in he came. The second the bubble touched the floor, it popped, dropping him onto the carpet.

I told him to stay right there while I went to go check on Ryaku. On the roof of the train, I saw his metal clash with the assassin's, sparks and electrical charges flying everywhere. The assassin pushed Ryaku down, and escaped.

And all I did to help was yell an expletive his way right before he vanished out of sight.

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Thank you, and have a phenomenal day.

~ZTK