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Chapter Ten

Austin

Why I'm standing here right now, watching Tyler at football practice at some park a mile away from the school, I have no idea. At least now I understand what in hell football is about. Not that I'll ever watch it. Huge guys knocking each other over just isn't very appealing to me.

Right now the boys are throwing footballs to each other. I'm standing a good twenty feet away, observing with arms crossed. There's a few other dads and a mom, but they're too focused on the kids.

A while later, some guy actually notices me and walks over. "You're Tyler's father, correct?"

"That's right," I say.

"I'm Tom's father, Jack. Claire's your daughter as well, yes?" he continues.

"Also right," I say. He reaches out a hand and I shake it. "Nice to meet you."

"I was surprised to let Claire date without meeting the parents," he says.

"I met Tom. No offense, but it's more him that matters to me than his parents," I tell Tom's father. "Plus, Tyler has met you and said you were quite nice."

"I see. By any chance are you British?" he asks randomly, clearly wanting to change subjects.

"I am," I say. Since my accent has faded so much, I haven't thought about it. If your wondering, I fixed all my accents. But unless I'm talking to someone who doesn't speak English, I make a point of switching them up. Lily and Diane think it's pretty funny, but Claire just does a face-palm. The fact that it annoys her just makes me want to do it more. Man, I'm immature!

"Why did you come to America?" Jack continues.

"Um," I think for a moment. Because I never wanted to see my mother and/or father again. "I felt there were more opportunities here."

"Opportunities? Like what?" he asks.

Thank gosh my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket to see that it was PIPA. "Terribly sorry, I have to take this." I walk away before he can say something.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Hey, Austin, urgent news. You know where Hamilton park is?" Diane asks.

"Yes, I'm there," I say.

"Are you with anyone?" she continues. Urgency has slipped into her voice.

"Yes, the football team is practicing," I tell her.

"Shit. Get them the hell out of there," Diane instructs. "There's six people with guns heading your way."

"Are you kidding?" I demand.

"Gosh, I wish," Diane says. "I will be there soon with the new recruit." She hangs up.

Instead of wondering who the new recruit was, I pulled out my badge and yelled for everyone to stop. "I've just received a phone call that six very dangerous men are coming this way," I state. Everyone looks horrified. "I want everyone to-"

"Nobody move!" Hearing the demand, I whip around. There stand six people with trench coats and, of course, guns pointed directly at us. One of them spots me and points. "That guy's with PIPA!"

"Shit," I mutter.

I jump as they all shoot, narrowly dodging. I land and throw an aura sphere, ignoring the gasps. I pull a shield and struggle to expand it to protect everyone. The guys keep shooting, but my shield holds. It's only when one guy is smart enough to shoot upwards, sending his bullet in an arc that will land among us, that there's a problem.

I have to brake the shield to throw a mini sphere. It smashes the bullet a foot away from Tyler's face! I pull the shield again, just barely managing to protect everyone. Then I get an idea.

I push the shield as hard as I can, and it speeds towards the guys, who are too dumb to move. It hits them, and they all fall over.

"RUN!" I yell at the top of my lungs. The football players and their parents, along with Tyler, make a brake for it.

One guy gets up while I watch them flee and shoots. I duck just in time. Then I hear an unfamiliar voice.

"I order you to stop in the name of the law!" I look to my right to see a kid with blond hair and blue eyes. He wears a blue-and-yellow T-shirt with black jeans and sneakers. He looks to be about twenty-three. Also, he's pointing a gun at me.

"I'm not the enemy," I sigh, then jump back and throw a mini sphere at the gun the enemy was pointing at me. I decide to ignore the kid for now. It hits the enemy's gun, exploding it and throwing him back against a tree.

"I told you to-" the guy starts again.

"Ethan! That's Austin, a commanding agent! He tells you to stop!" Diane appears on the scene.

"Oh, sorry..." he says, blue eyes telling it's true. He puts his gun back in the holder strapped to his side.

"It's fine," I say. I glance back over at the six guys, all unconscious. I look to Ethan, the apparent new recruit. "Ethan, do me a favor and call 9-1-1. Diane, go that way and make sure everyone is alright," I tell her, pointing in the direction everyone else went.

Within a few minutes, police cars had pulled up. They were in the process of handcuffing the six villainous people. As I watch, I notice that each one seemed to have the same necklace: a black chain with a bold letter 'Z.' Zairon, I realize. Out to get me again?

Dayton appears next to me and taps my shoulder to get my attention. "They killed three people before they reached you, all of which we believe are pokemon morphs."

"Shit," I say. "I thought they were collecting pokemorphs."

"According to Palkia, whom we've had a lot of contact with on this mission, they're only after the legendaries," Dayton says.

"How did you know those people were morphs?" I ask.

"Diane and I each were given a lucario," Dayton explains.

"Okay. Where from?" I wonder.

"A British trainer donated them to us when he got arrested," Dayton says.

"Oh, wow. Sure he donated," I mutter.

"Staraptor! Now!" A yell from a conscious Zairon associate echoes through my ears, and I look skyward to see a very angry big black bird heading our way.

"Shit!" I hear Ethan yell. He jumps in front of Dayton and I, and before I can push him out of the way of danger he explodes. Or, that's what it looks like. Electricity burst from him as he yells a battle cry, shocking the staraptor.

"You're a morph," I observe.

"So are you," Ethan says. "A lucario morph?"

"Yes," I respond. "I'm not sure what kind you are, though. Care to share?"

"I'm a raikou morph," Ethan explains.

"That's cool," I say. "Were you born a human or a pokemon?"

"Pokemon," Ethan says. Dayton shakes his head and walks away. "What's with him?"

"He hates getting into anything that involves morphing," I tell him. "He's a nice guy otherwise. Dayton just gets confused when we talk about it."

"Okay," Ethan says.

"Dad!" I turn around to see my son rushing over. I sigh. Diane! You were supposed to keep him over there!

"Hey, Tyler," I say. "Wanna go back to your friends?"

"I want to see what you- SHIT!" I whip around to see another freaking staraptor. Before I can use an attack, Tyler freaks out and yells "PikaaaaCHUUUUU!" while he uses discharge, and everybody gets fried and ends up on the ground, except Ethan (who must have some ability.)

"Good job, Tyler," I say from my nice spot on the dirt. "You knocked out your first pokemon... and several people."

The look on his face is hysterical. He looks extremely shocked and even more so horrified at the same time. I almost laughed. "Did I hurt everybody?" he asks in a small voice.

I stand up and shake my shoulders. "You didn't hurt Ethan," I tell him and look around. Everybody was fine, except the staraptor, whom the electricity was aimed at. They were getting up and shaking a bit to rid of the tension, and I realized I recognized a lot of these people. This was the unit that dealt with me a lot. They continued on with what they were doing as if nothing had happened, except the captain, who, after talking to a few people, came over.

"That's your son, huh?" he asks. Tyler looks like he's about to faint.

"Yup. Just figured out how to use his powers, so you'll have to excuse him," I say.

"Eh, don't worry. Everyone just got a little shock, like when you touch a door handle sometimes," he explains, and Tyler relaxes.

"Do you need some help learning to control the electricity?" Ethan asks, coming over. "I'm a raikou, by the way. I could help you."

"Thanks, that sounds great," Tyler says. "And that's really, really cool."

My phone rings. "Uh oh, it's Claire." I answer. "Hello?"

"DAD!" Claire screams. I flinch, pulling the phone away from my ear.

"Hi, Claire," I say. "Is something wrong?"

"What do you think?" she demands. "MY HAIR IS GREEN!"

"Claire-" I start.

"It. Is. GREEN! Help me! What do I do? I can't go to school like this! What-" Claire continues to yell in my ear.

"Claire! I understand that your hair is green. Where are you?" I ask, making sure to sound calm.

"I'm at Carol's, and-"

"Okay, I'll be there in a minute. Don't freak out," I instruct. I hang up before she can yell at me again. I turn to Tyler. "We have to go. Your sister-"

"I know," Tyler says.

"Can you take it from here?" I ask the captain, Dayton, and Ethan. They both nod, and Tyler and I get into the car.

See what I mean? It was a fun chapter for everyone! Except, you know, Austin, Diane, those police people, Claire, Tyler, and basically all the other characters mentioned. =D