What the devil happened to regular updates? I'm so sorry, Billy! Please don't sic your rampaging Tyranitar on me!


There's one thing you must know about Father, if you haven't already guessed it. He can really hold a grudge. As in, for years if the offense is severe enough. As such, refusing to do as I was told, keeping the entire place awake until the wee hours of the morning, and the following taunting of his bad mood earned me a couple of weeks of the silent treatment. I think he thought he was making me miserable with the lack of communication and cold looks I was receiving from him. In actuality, I thought it was absolutely hilarious how immature he was being. Honestly, a full grown man giving his son the cold shoulder. Tiffany grew out of that phase when she was like, ten. And Tiffany isn't exactly what I would call mature.

Either way, I got a lovely, completely work-free couple of weeks to rehearse with the band and put the finishing touches a few songs. Garret was noticeably improving in skill with that guitar of his, and I was beginning to get really impressed. Though I would never admit it out loud, he was probably best with his instrument out of all of us, assuming Clyde wasn't having a productive day. Which he usually wasn't.

After a couple of weeks, apparently my 'punishment' was over. Father called us all together, and told us we had a rather important mission for us.

"I have finished the Super Styler," he told us arrogantly. He waited for praise, and it took us a beat too long to realize what he wanted.

"Good for you, Dad," Garret said, the first to catch on.

"Yeah, that's awesome," Clyde said.

"Yay for you!" That was Tiffany. These praises were becoming more and more flamboyant. Might as well keep the trend going…

"OMG, that's, like, totally marv Daddy," I said in my best stereotypical gay voice. Tiffany stuck her tongue out at me, Clyde and Garret laughed a bit, and Father ignored me.

"Thank you. Now, I need a suitable test subject to make sure that all the various functions are in working order. It can't be a common pokemon- they're too easy to capture. There are select few regular pokemon that would work for this purpose, but any legendary pokemon will be sufficient. You four will find me a test subject."

"Can do, Dad," I said, thinking back to the entei statue and the four challenges. "I got a plan all worked out already." I gave him an easy smile, and he nodded back with his usual stern expression. I motioned to my siblings to follow me as I left the room, heading towards the rec room.

There were a few grunts in there when we arrived, but I told them to leave, so they did. My siblings all took seats around the room and looked up at me expectantly. I, still standing, smirked a bit.

"Alright you three," I said. "We need a plan."

One beat of silence…then two…

"You said you already had a plan though." Garret finally pointed out, breaking the silence.

"I lied."

"Oh."

"So what are we going to do?" Tiffany asked. Clyde simply sat and looked perplexed.

"Well, we're obviously going to focus on reawakening Entei." I began. I may not have had a plan totally worked out, but there were some glaringly obvious points that could be worked with. Well, glaringly obvious to me.

"Why Entei?" Clyde asked.

"Maybe because Entei is the only legendary that we've found any solid clues about? Does that make sense to you, little bro?" Garret asked, his voice a little too innocent.

"Thank you Garret," I said sharply before we could get distracted with a Garret vs. Clyde battle. "Now, I think this is exceedingly simple. People have been warned to never, ever complete the fourth challenge, because of some calamity or another. There's a great big statue of an angry looking entei in that cave. Which means the calamity is probably an angry entei."

"Or a volcanic eruption." Garret pointed out, seeming to think my words over.

"Angry entei seems more likely to me," I said.

"But what if it is a volcano? Won't we be killed?" Tiffany asked, apparently scared.

"Tiff, I promise you that a volcano isn't going to erupt over your head."

"Wait, just to make sure everyone is caught up," Garret threw a meaningful look at Clyde, "Billy, you're proposing that we go and complete the four challenges to reawaken Entei?"

"Yup, that would be the plan."

"It has a few flaws…" Garret pointed out, but he didn't seem to be challenging me, so I let it slide.

"Wait, the legend says not to do the fourth challenge." Clyde pointed out, joining the conversation. "So does that mean that we can just skip right to the fourth, or do we actually have to do all of the challenges?"

"Hmmm, that's a good question." I thought about it for a second. "Garret, can you remember anything that referenced whether all the challenges had to be completed?"

"Ummm…" Garret thought about it, looking uncomfortable. "Well, I don't really remember anything. But that was umquhile, so my memory may not be sufficient."

"What does that mean?" Tiffany asked, curious.

"What? Sufficient?"

"No, I know what that means. What does umquhile mean?"

"Er, some time ago."

"You know, big bro, you know a lot of useless stuff." Clyde commented.

"First of all, it's not useless. And second of all, there's a word for that too. But it's hard to pronounce."

"Say it!" Tiffany demanded.

"I'm not sure if I'll-"

"Try!"

"Okay…it's something like, floccin…aucin…ihilip…ili…fication," Garret said, sounding out the word very carefully.

"Where on earth did you learn-"

"Focus, guys!" I snapped, annoyed at how easily distracted the three of them were. "I think we should just skip to the fourth challenge, to save time. If we find we need to do all of them, we can always backtrack. Okay?" They had jumped when I snapped at them, and readily agreed to this proposal. "Good. We'll leave tomorrow."

We told Father of our plan, and he seemed to approve. It was agreed that he would wait by the statue until we completed the fourth challenge, since we assumed the entei would be appearing, if not from the statue itself, then at least near the centre of the cave. We would take along some grunts as well, to distract any rangers that might notice something funny going on in the cave.


By one o'clock the next morning, our happy little family could be seen making our way through Olive Jungle. I had had the foresight to wear more appropriate clothes, and had on my usual black pants (I wouldn't be seen dead in shorts of any kind) and a dark red t-shirt. Garret and Clyde were in similar outfits, and Tiffany had one of her many dresses on.

I hated the walk there. Not only was it still too hot to be allowed, but we had to lug Father around with us, as well as the twenty or so not-completely-idiotic grunts that we decided to take with us. This was going to be one of the events that decided which grunts would get a higher ranking, so we had to be watching them carefully. However, since no one was talking, it was pretty hard to judge skill level. I think Garret was keeping track of how many times each of them tripped. It was better than nothing, I supposed.

It wasn't like the four of us couldn't talk to the grunts. We had on other missions, and it had been comfortable enough. Well, for us anyway. Every once in a while we would take to bullying them a bit, to remind them of our rank and for entertainment. The only reason we weren't talking now was because Father Kill Joy was here. Because really, who wanted to talk with some cranky old man glaring at you and judging your every word? The only positive emotion he seemed to feel was when he watched Clyde capture a slacking, since it was the first time he had ever seen our instrument stylers at work. He gave a curt nod of approval and went back to the irritated facial expression. I think the heat was making him crankier than usual.

When we finally, finally, reached the jungle relic, it was a simple thing to open the passageway and relocate the entei statue. We told all but two of the grunts (the two who had tripped the least, according to Garret) to disperse farther into the cave, which they did. It was with a uniform sigh of relief that my siblings, the two grunts and I headed off for the fourth challenge.

We ditched the two graceful grunts at the door, ordering them to tell whatever lie worked to keep rangers away.

"Fi-na-lly!" Tiffany said, enunciating each syllable. "That was just awful."

"I don't disagree with you there," I said. "Arceus, Father really has no idea how to be sociable. I bet Hastings was just avoiding him when he neglected to tell Father about the stupid styler. Honestly, who would actually want to talk to him?"

"No kidding." Clyde grunted. "Hey…how much do you think that plate thingy there is worth?" He asked suddenly, noticing the warning on the fang statue.

"Well, it's probably pretty old," Garret said, walking up to it. "Old things are usually worth a fair amount of money."

Clyde grinned. "Cool. I say we snag it and sell it." He looked at me for confirmation, and I just shrugged. Why not?

"So how are you going to get it off?" Garret asked. "Looks like it's on here pretty tight."

"Slaking can probably tear it off." Clyde lumbered over to it, and his freshly caught slaking followed in the same manner. "Slaking, rip the plate out." He commanded, doing a little rat-a-tat-tat thing on his drum.

Slaking grunted and went to grab the plate with his massive hand. We watched him give a mighty wrench…and have most of the plate crumble in his hands. He offered the crumbled remains to Clyde, who took a piece and threw it at the ape's head.

"No, you moron! You were supposed to leave it intact!" Slaking looked uncomprehendingly at Clyde, and let out a long, slow yawn. Garret snorted a short laugh from behind him.

"Hey now, calm down there little bro. There are still three other plates, and I'm sure my scizor can cut them out perfectly," he said a little arrogantly. Scizor quickly snapped his claws, as if to prove Garret's words. Clyde simply glared at him, apparently still fuming.

"Leave it, Clyde," I said. "We're on a schedule, so let's go capture us a charizard, hm?" Garret nodded, and we continued to walk towards the challenge of fire. Except for Tiffany, who chose instead to ride towards the challenge of fire on Camerupt's back.

When we got to the threshold to the Lair of the Fire Dragon, as I had decided to call it, I saw that the charizard was in the exact same place as where I had left it. In almost the exact same position too. Huh.

"Hey, buddy! Remember me?" I called as Charizard lifted his massive head. He roared in response, and stood up into a battle ready position. "I brought friends. I think you'll like them." I taunted, and took the first step into his lair. "Alrighty then Quads," I said to my siblings, who followed slightly behind me. "Altogether now!"

And so we started our playing. The disks came shooting out of all our stylers, and we tried at first a very heavy song, with lots of bass. A creation of Clyde's. Charizard apparently decided that he would have none of that, and shot up into the air and tried shooting a Flamethrower at us. Tiffany's camerupt countered it with Overheat, and Charizard started circling above us, pursued by our capture disks. Clyde raised the tempo of the song, and the rest of us easily followed along, our capture disks gaining speed as we did.

Charizard roared and attempted to dive bomb us. Tyranitar promptly intercepted it, and gave it a punch that sent Charizard flying. He hit the rocks pretty hard too.

"Haha! Woohoo!" Clyde yelled. I couldn't help but share his enthusiasm- this was pretty damn exhilarating.

"Change places!" I yelled, imitating the Mad Hatter as best I could. I started playing a new song, one of my own creation, that was very frenetic. Our capture disks started spinning faster and moving more erratically, heading towards Charizard, who was getting up shakily. He looked at the oncoming disks and lurched to the side. He then shot another Flamethrower at us- this time blocked by Slaking- and shot into an entrance at the end of the cave.

"After it, Quads!" I yelled, and we all shot off in pursuit of Charizard. Clyde and I were running, while Garret and Tiffany were being carried by their pokemon. Naturally, the two with pokemon help caught up first. By the time Clyde and I caught up, Garret and Tiff had Charizard cornered at the end of the passage, and had their two disks looping around it. Clyde and I joined in, and soon Charizard was roaring and lurching, trying to get out of the loops. Finally, it shot straight up and tried to dive bomb us again. This time it was Garret's Scizor who intercepted the attack, and he did so by slicing his claws up one of Charizard's wings. It looked similar to when you cut wrapping paper with scissors, except this slice was accompanied with a huge roar of pain and a lot of blood. Charizard crashed to the ground, and I assumed we had him down. Our disks began circling again.

It was taking longer than it took any one of us to capture the pokemon at our side, but I wasn't worried yet. After about three or four loops, however, Charizard opened his eyes and got shakily to his feet. After that he looked, not directly at me, like I was expecting, but right at Garret. He pinned Garret with a glare that left my little brother slightly pale, and his playing faltered.

"Pull yourself together." I snapped. Garret looked at me, seemed to give himself an internal shake, and resumed playing properly. Charizard again tried attacking us, this time raising a hand to perform Dragon Claw, but was stopped by Scizor again, who struck out with a claw and sent the beast flying backwards with the combined pinch and punch.

Charizard roared and got up- again- and this time raised his Dragon Claw and swiped, not at us, but directly at our disks. He hit mine and Tiff's dead on, much to my surprise. I felt my guitar shudder and spit out a screechy note I hadn't played. Tiffany's violin did the same thing, and I assumed this was how our stylers told us they had taken a lot of damage.

"Shit! You little bastard." I snarled as I started playing more furiously than before. My siblings matched my pace, and our disks were again circling Charizard. The beast roared defiantly at me, and again struck out at our disks, and again hit mine dead on. I felt my guitar shake again, and then the styler infused at the end powered down, and my disk lay useless on the ground. The little bastard had broken my styler!

Charizard was aiming at my siblings' disks now, and he managed to hit Garret's and Tiffany's. Clyde dodged the swipes aimed his way, thankfully, and I made a quick decision.

"Alright guys, pull back. We'll regroup outside of the challenge room," I said. They nodded, and returned their disks. We started booking it for the exit, with Charizard pursuing us this time. Normally, he would have been able to catch us no problem, but he had sustained multiple injuries along with a crippled wing. I hoped they hurt like a bitch.

As we were running, a voice came through the walkie-talkie we used to communicate.

"Sir, two rangers seem to have made it inside, and are clearing the other challenges. I think they're just about done the third one. We told them we were doing research here, and the fourth challenge was out of bounds. Do you have any further instruction for us?"

I began to grin like an idiot. What perfect timing!

"Yes, I have further instruction. Abandon your post and go wait with Gordor. I wish for the rangers to come join us." The grunt on the other end gave a confused 'yes sir' just as we were reaching the exit to the first room. I spun on my heel once we reached it.

"Alright! The plan is simple. We just have to hold off Charizard until the ranger gets here and captures it." I smiled. I looked over, and realized that without my styler, I had lost control of Tyranitar. "Oh, and Garret? Be a dear and keep my pokemon here for me."

Garret nodded, and easily recaptured Tyranitar for me. My siblings were playing again, but not to capture Charizard this time. They were just controlling their pokemon to keep Charizard where he was. This when on for about ten minutes, until our mutual friend Ranger Solana came cautiously into the room, bringing with her the Ringtown boy I recognized as Lunick.

"Well, well! Look who it is guys," I said loudly, capturing the attention of my siblings and the rangers. "Our Summerland buddy, and her little boyfriend."

The three of them turned their back on Charizard- he was too exhausted by now to really pose much of a threat, and spotted the two rangers. They grinned, and Clyde counted us into our little intro song.

"Even if you're in a hurry, stop in your tracks." Garret started smoothly, playing his guitar.

"Er, hey 'Lana? Who are these guys?" Lunick asked Solana. I wondered how he didn't know about us already. Maybe he was just stupid, and not putting two and two together.

"They're-"

"Open your ears to our melodic attacks!" Tiffany squealed happily, cutting off Solana's answer. She shot Tiffany a glare.

"Higher-ups in the Go Rock Squad." Solana finished while Tiffany played her violin solo.

"The rhythm of rage pounds the ground," Clyde said ominously, pounding out a different beat than what we had been practicing. It still sounded good.

"Let the melody of ambition rise to the skies," I yelled, and whipped out my guitar. I did it a bit too fast though, and ended up whacking Clyde in the head with it.

"Ouch! What the hell, man?"

"Whoops. Sorry bro," I said mildly. Solana was laughing like an idiot, and Lunick was snickering behind his hand. I got a little annoyed. We were going to finish the song.

"If you don't know us, we'll cure your ignorance." I started, and my siblings joined in. Solana got a mischievous smile that I didn't like. "Billy! Garret! Clyde! Tiffany! The Go Rock Squad's hot-prospect band of key-shaker-and-taker celebrities! A name once heard and never forgotten! The Go Rock Quads!" Much to my displeasure, Solana started singing along with us when we got to the second part. Not only did she purposely yell louder than us and then slur the lyrics, like someone who doesn't know what they're singing along to, but she then replaced the words 'Go Rock Quads' with 'No Rocks Quads'.

Solana and Lunick were howling at this point, immensely amused by Solana's little prank and Clyde's whack to the head. I felt myself seething- how dare they mock me! How dare they insult my band, my music!

"Yes, yes. Very funny. Real mature, too," I said, working hard to keep the rage out of my voice. Losing my cool would only heighten the humiliation. "We've missed your little bit of spunk! Now, let me welcome you to the challenge of fire!" I said, spreading my arms wide. In my head I was already plotting my revenge.

"H-huh?" Lunick asked; apparently, he was too busy laughing to be listening. I had Solana's attention though. She had perked right up at the words 'challenge of fire'.

"Now, my dear Union rangers, you can see that our friend Charizard here is in a world of suffering!" I tried to keep my voice sounding sympathetic, but it came out gleeful instead. My siblings and I parted, giving the two a clear view of Charizard, who was assessing this new threat while trying to staunch the flow of blood from his wing. "Now, maybe you should-"

I was cut off as Charizard suddenly let out a roar of pain. It seemed a little sudden to me, until I noticed that Clyde had thrown a rock at the place where Scizor had pinched him.

"Clyde." Garret snapped. "Pay attention." Clyde snickered, but put down his next rock.

"I thought it was a nice effect," he said innocently.

"You fiends!" Solana shouted, no longer in a laughing mood. "What have you done?"

"We didn't do it on purpose," I replied, mimicking Clyde's innocence. "But maybe you should do something about it. We certainly can't." I paused theatrically, pretending to think on the issue. "Why, how about you capture it? That would make it nice and calm, so you can treat all those horrid, horrid injuries." I thought about saying 'boo-boos' but decided the slight might distract them. We need these two to focus.

"You scum! Don't you see what you've done? That Charizard is suffering" Lunick roared at us.

"The Charizard is suffering?" Clyde said, his voice politely shocked. "Thank you kindly for telling me. And…?"

"Why don't you do something about it?" Solana challenged.

"Oh, the answer to that is exceedingly simple," Garret said. "It has nothing to do with us in the slightest. You're rangers- shouldn't you be the ones offering a helping hand?"

"And you better hurry up with it." Tiffany interjected, clearly wanting to get her two cents in. "Looks to me like you're running out of time." I looked back at Charizard, and realized she was right. The great beasts eyes were closing and, realizing that there were still enemies to fight, he lurched forward clumsily, displaying just how weakened he really was.

Solana looked like she wanted to argue some more, but Lunick put a restraining hand on her shoulder.

"'Lana, I hate to admit it, but they're right," he said, much to my pleasure. "We have no choice."

Solana gave him a curt nod, and the two of them readied their stylers. Though Charizard could no longer really run or fly away, he put up a pretty good fight. But the two of them worked well together- whenever one was forced to lift the capture disk out of the way, the other would seamlessly continue the circle, ensuring the loops were not broken. It took them almost no time to capture the charizard.

"That's a little embarrassing." Garret muttered.

"We weakened it, bro," Clyde said. "It would've taken them much longer if Charizard was at full strength."

"Aw, now don't be bitter boys," I said to them, smiling. This was coming together quite well. I motioned to my siblings, and we sauntered over to the two rangers. "Bravo!" I said jubilantly. "That is exactly the kind of entertainment I expected from you two."

"I've had enough of you," Solana snapped. Lunick was still tending to Charizard's many wounds. "What the hell happened here? Why did you want us to clean up for you?"

"Well," I said slowly, "you see, what happened is…we tried to capture Charizard ourselves!" I saw Solana's outraged look, but pressed on anyway. "The problem was, our prototype stylers weren't quite up to snuff."

"And to make matters worse, our unfinished stylers caused injury to poor Charizard. An accident, of course," Garret said smoothly.

"Boy, did we ever luck out though!" Clyde exclaimed. "Thank goodness you guys came when you did, being all cheery and helpful." He gave them his trademark idiot grin, and I think Solana might have wanted to throw up. Which I think is an exaggeration. Clyde isn't that ugly.

"Hey, we better thank you guys." Tiffany chirped. "You cleared the fourth challenge for us!"

"What are you saying?" Lunick asked. "All we did was capture Charizard. We didn't clear any kind of challenge…did we?"

"Lunick, you dolt!" Solana snapped. Lunick looked a little hurt. "Capturing Charizard was the fourth challenge. They forced us into by hurting Charizard!" Oh, the look on that boy's face! I wish I had a camera to capture the moment. So much shock!

"I think it's time we had a look around, eh boys? And Tiff?" They all nodded.

"Toodles, rangers," Garret said, and they all started filing out. I began following them.

"Wait!" Solana shouted after me. My siblings looked back, but I motioned for them to keep going. "Why did you do this? What do you want?" She looked all angry and desperate, which pleased me. That'll show her to mess with me. Though…I thought she could stand to look a little more scared.

"Well," I turned away, and spoke to her over my shoulder. "There's a legend about this relic. Maybe you've heard of it?" I asked her innocently, dropping my voice. "If all four challenges are completed, a great calamity will befall the Fiore region." I had dropped my voice even more, until it was ominously low and I had Solana's full attention. "We, the Go Rock Squad, desperately want that calamity to happen." I was just whispering now, and I think Solana was actually on her tiptoes. "Then we got a tip-off that some rangers- that'd be you, love- were completing challenges left, right and centre. It was only too easy to convince you rangers to complete the fourth challenge for us. Such bleeding hearts." I smiled a little and turned my head a bit more to see Solana's reaction to my words more clearly.

"I…don't understand." I couldn't actually hear the words, but I could see her mouth form them. She had a look of intense focus and confusion on her face.

"I don't expect you to." I said it so low that I don't think she heard me. The next bit I made just audible. "Anyway…don't you wonder what happened to the Entei statue? I certainly do." I let that sink in for a second, and then I practically shouted, "I hope it's nothing good!" Solana nearly jumped out of her skin. I laughed loudly, waved over my shoulder, and left. Ha, this was fun!

I left the little cave, only to notice that my family was nowhere to be seen. "Huh?" I looked around, until I heard a hushed 'boy!' from a little cavern to my right. I walked over to see my family huddled inside it.

"After some further research inside this cave," my father started, "we've concluded that Entei will appear here first, and then move to a different part of the cavern. Because we want it cornered, we're waiting here to see where it goes."

"Uh-huh," I said slowly. It didn't look like there was that much more room in there for me. But, Father wants us to wait and cuddle, so wait and cuddle we shall. "Alrighty then. Scoot over, Tiff. I don't want to get caught in between Clyde and Garret." Tiffany giggled, and obligingly shifted closer to Clyde, leaving just enough room for me. I hopped in, feeling a little awkward. But, of course, the only way to make a situation comfortable is to make light of it. "Well, this is cozy, isn't it?" I said brightly.

"All lovely and warm. Clyde, you are oh so cuddly! But if you try to move your hands even an inch from where they are, I am afraid I'll have to feed you to Scizor," Garret said pleasantly.

"I don't want to touch one inch of your greasy skin, bro." Clyde snapped. "This sucks, couldn't we have picked a bigger cave?"

"Hush!" Father hissed. "The rangers are coming."

And indeed they were. They were walking cautiously towards the entei statue. Just as they were right in front of it, the fourth torch lit itself, making a row of blue, green, purple and finally red flames.

"That's…kinda pretty," Lunick said to himself. Solana hushed him. Hmmm…she didn't seem to be in a very good mood. Lunick looked all hurt again. Ha.

Just then, the statue started to glow. Now, that was kinda pretty. And cool- I had never seen anything do that except for in movies. It looked to me as though each different plane on the statue's carvings were glowing at a different intensity. The light grew brighter and brighter until it was hard to look at and then just…stopped. And there was no more statue. It was like it had been eaten up by the light. There was silence as the two rangers waited for something else to happen.

"…Is that it?" Lunick finally asked, when there was still nothing but silence. "The statue disappeared? That was the calamity?"

"That's what it looks like…" Solana said hesitantly, not seeming to believe her own words.

"Well that was friggin' anticlimactic!" Lunick said loudly, voicing my thoughts exactly. "Though…hmmm. Should we do a patrol of Olive Jungle, just to make sure everything's in the right?"

"Definitely." Solana agreed.

Just as they were leaving and right before they were out of earshot, I heard Lunick say to Solana, "Hey 'Lana? Did you really have to call me a dolt in front of those guys back there…?" Haha! So little Lunick was embarrassed by Solana's name calling.

I was mulling that over for about a minute before I realized something: Nothing was happening with the entei statue, or where it used to be, anyway. I felt annoyed- shouldn't Entei have shown up by now?

"Here, Entei, Entei, Entei," I whispered, and then whistled like I was calling a dog. "Here boy."

Almost like it was responding to my call, the ground under out feet started to get very hot. As we watched, the light returned, and was again growing brighter, exactly where the statue was. It grew brighter, just like last time, and then abruptly stopped. Except, instead of leaving nothingness in its wake, it left a massive, angry-looking entei. The beast roared, and as it did so, the water that was in pools everywhere and the small lake around it started to boil. As I watched, it seemed to thicken and darken, until it was lava pooling on the ground and around the statue, and it seemed like we really were in a volcano. Heat rose in waves from the ground, and I was suddenly very thankful I had left my jacket at home.

Looking satisfied with its work, Entei turned and rushed into a little cave at the back of the room.

"Go, go, go!" I hissed, and in a heartbeat we were racing after it. Father and Clyde fell behind a bit, but Garret, Tiff and I managed to keep him in our sights. He led us all around the bloody place, seeming to pick a very particular path to where he wanted to go. He wasn't aware of our following, for which I was grateful. After all, I still didn't have a styler or pokemon. The pokemon had, without me noticing, leapt out of their hiding places and joined in the chase. There were other pokemon around too, pokemon that definitely hadn't been here before. I don't think I'd ever even seen a slugma or magcargo before that moment.

Finally, we reached Entei's destination. He slowed to a walk, and seemed to strut regally into his destination. I decided already that I didn't like this pokemon. Father gave us a curt nod- I think it was his way of saying good job, but I really couldn't care less. He left with the super styler- a clunky, black version of what the rangers had, and followed Entei into his dwelling. I knew it was now our job to make sure no one interfered with the experiment.

"And now we wait for Father to finish his little game." I slumped against the wall, already bored. I hoped a ranger would come in and alleviate the boredom that was sure to come. I didn't have to wait long for this to happen.

A blond ranger came running through the entrance after us. She looked like she might have been a real beauty, except her blond hair was covered in soot, her uniform was dirty with mud (presumably from another mission before this) and her face was a blotchy red from a combination of heat and anger.

"Go Rock Squad, stop!" She shouted and, spotting the pokemon accompanying us, whipped out her styler.

"Actually sweetie," I said, turning to her and strumming my guitar, "we're known as the Go Rock Quads."

"I don't give a damn what you call yourselves," she snapped. Looks like this little skitty has a temper, I thought. "You're nothing but lowlife criminal dirtbags."

"Nooooo," Clyde contradicted her, beating on his drum. "We're teenage dirtbags! Ha-ha! Get it?" He yelled at her as Slaking rushed forwards, winding up to take a massive swing with a powerful arm. Startled, Blondie raised her styler arm to block the hit. Slaking fist came down, and destroyed her styler in one hit, though left her undamaged.

"Whoa. Nice one, little bro." Garret complimented him. Funny how the two of them only seemed to get along in front of rangers. Oh well. I wasn't complaining.

"S'all for my sweet little sis." Clyde answered, grinning toothily at Tiffany. I thought I recognized a certain gleam in his eye which told me that today was one of his days. The blond ranger shot us a glare, and turned on her heel to run. I guess she was going to try and get more rangers.

"We have to stop her from getting more help. Garret, Tiff, with me. Clyde, you stay here and guard Dad while he does his experiment." I commanded. Clyde nodded happily, and the rest of us ran off to head off the blond one before she could get help.

I looked back once, and saw Clyde plop down on the ground with his drum, awaiting any threat.


A/N: No Rocks Quads? Get it? Oooooh, double entendre to those with a dirty mind!

The nickname 'Lana doesn't come from me. I lifted it out of Skyfire146's story 'No One Said It Would Be Easy'. Great story. Go read it.

Also…Long chapter is LONG. And probably not well edited. Error point- I command you!

Did anyone else find Charizard to be a bitch to capture? I sure did…I wish the Quads actually had weakened it for you.

I didn't change what the Go Rock Quads said to the rangers too much here, because I simply LOVE that part too much. But I think I definitely added character to the rangers. And we get to meet Lunick!

Also, to clear something up…pokemon names are capitalized only when being used as a name. When referring to a species in general, it's lower case. That is my standing on the capitalization war on this site.

Next chapter is partially written. I got inspired halfway through this one and couldn't stop myself.

Review? Yes.