Pokemon: Screaming Shadows & Shining Light

Chapter 4

Kiburn Town

Kaser's POV

A day after our battle against Bius, we had just woken up from our sleep. Our Pokemon were also rested up and ready to go, but before we went, we allowed our Pokemon to play around for a bit. Arnold sat in the lobby, pouting no doubt about his performance; I was ordering us a meal as our breakfast. After getting our breakfast, I walked toward our table. "Ready to eat, Arnold?" I asked.

He remained silent. I laid the food on the table and sat in front of him. "Are you still thinking about the fight yesterday?" I asked.

"Yeah..." Arnold answered.

"What's bothering you?" I asked again.

"That battle was my first actual battle as a trainer... and I lost," Arnold said as he slammed his fist on the table.

"So? Trainers make mistakes all the time."

"How the hell do you know that exactly!" Arnold shouted, standing up and staring at me angrily.

I didn't flinch, but I was shocked. "My my. Quite touchy aren't we?" a familiar voice spoke.

Professor Ezimoro came walking in and toward us. "Judging by your emotional shouting, I can tell you lost, eh?" he said.

Arnold sat down and pouted more. "Please don't rub it in, sir," I said.

"My apologies. I was trying to speak of a lecture," Ezimoro said. "Pokemon win and lose just as we do. You can't win them all. You'll have some losses; I did when I was young," Ezimoro lectured.

"You did?" Arnold asked.

"Indeed. When I first began my adventure, I lost battles like nobody's business. As a result, my Pokemon hated me and began to lose hope. But a friend named Samuel Oak came and helped me come back stronger. Sigh. That boy, quite amazing I have to say. He could look into the hearts of Pokemon and people. If only I could relive that life all over again," Ezimoro rambled.

"...wow," Arnold said, no longer pouting.

"Oh! Sorry. I must have rambled on," Ezimoro laughed, " Anyway, I am glad you didn't leave yet, because I forgot to give you something."

"What is it?" I asked.

"The way trainers get stronger is not by the one Pokemon they started with alone, but with other Pokemon. These will help gain that goal," Ezimoro said, pulling out 2 trays of 5 Pokeballs.

"Empty Pokeballs?" Arnold asked.

"Indeed. Empty, usable Pokeballs will undoubtly catch Pokemon, though they won't all the time," Ezimoro explained, "The rest is pretty self-explanitory."

"Thank you, Professor," we both said.

"In addition to these Pokeballs, I wish for you two have these."

Ezimoro gave us two devices that looked very identical other than color; mine was blue, Arnold's was red. "What are they?" I asked.

"These are Pokedexes. They are basically Pokemon encyclopedias that can record data on, well, Pokemon of course," Ezimoro explained.

"So you want us to gather data on as much as we can?" Arnold asked.

"Percisely. It will help in my research incredibly," Ezimoro said.

"Okay. We'll do it," I said.

We called our Pokemon, who responded loyally. We returned them to their respected Pokeballs and left on our adventure. I stopped in order to ask Ezimoro one last question. "Ezimoro, do you know anything about a girl named Bius?"

"Um... no, sorry," Ezimoro answered.

"Oh. Okay. See ya," I said before leaving.

Ezimoro's POV

I returned to my lab only to find it a wreck. 'Grrr. That Arcanine. Looks like he won't get supper tonight,' I thought to myself as I proceed to my private study.

When I entered, I found my Arcanine, injured, and a middle aged man, around his 40s, sitting on my desk. He was wearing a black lab coat with a strange logo on the back. Beside him was a Scizor with its claws aimed at me. "Welcome home, professor," the man said.

"W-Who are you?" I asked.

"None of your business, unfortunately, but I'm here to get some information."

"Information on what?"

"On the legend of Al..." the man glared.

"Legend of Al? I... uh... don't know what you're talking about."

The man tilted his head, telling Scizor to attack my already injured Arcanine. Arcanine whined in pain, trying to resist the pain. I shocked and scared by this. "STOP!" I shouted.

Scizor stopped. "I'll tell you anything... just don't hurt Arcanine," I said.

The man grinned evilly, making me glare.