So if you didn't see the new story, I said in the author note that "I'm hoping to keep up with both of them equally. I'll probably update both on the same day or in a short amount of time from each other when I'm free." This means that both stories will probably be updated at the same time, preferably on Sunday, and maybe only once a week. This also means that I'll be able to lengthen chapters so that you all can all read more each update.

It's been hard trying to put one out with literally no free time and a few writers blocks, but I finally have the chance, so enjoy!

Once again, thank you, everyone, for the support so far.

Driftveil City. It was industrially orientated with a flushed out system that provides it with the title of richest city in Unova. Due to their wealth, Driftveil was also able to house the second best schools in the region. The two features of the city made the majority of the population become comprised of students, parents, and labor pokemon trainers.

Driftveil had many mines that provided the resources needed to fuel the town's industrial economy. The raw materials were dug out by ground pokémon and refined by fire and steel types before being sent over to whichever company was buying. The company would then manufacture their products with the help of machines and fighting types before being shipped to warehouses. Then, after a purchase, they would continue on to be sent around the world through private airfields.

"…However, recently groups of Liepard have been attacking various warehouses and workers, slowing down production."

A supervisor that had been assigned to us was giving us a more in-depth overview of our mission as we walked around the city, trying to get out bearings. His slightly droning voice was coming through our small earbuds as we slowly made our way to our designated area.

"A few of the companies are pooling compensation to get some help in the situation. And that is where you guys take the stage. The area I told you to go to is about the center of where most of the sightings have been. As said before, your job is to find out what they want and calm them down a bit. If they show violence, take them out and call in for reserves to cart them out. You can also call in if you need help. Got it all?"

I nodded before pausing for a second, realizing that they couldn't see me.

"Got it. And thanks."

"Yeah, no problem. Now get out there and go catch some cats for us."

And with that, me, Fels, Tenner, and Vincent all set off north to our designated area.

Driftveil was not that bad of a place. Most of the people seemed to be happy and living a good life. The age gap most citizens like the students and the working class was quite large, but the city seemed to function in its own way.

Vincent, while walking through town got a bit of attention due to the Gallade, Lycanroc, and Froakie that traveled with him, but luckily, we weren't swarmed.

"Whoa! You're pokémon are so cool! Can we have a battle!?"

Vincent glanced over at the kid who asked the question before giving a nervous smile.

"They're… not necessarily my pokémon…"

"Whaddya mean?"

"Well… uh… I guess you could say that they're civilized wild pokémon."

The kid's eyes widened at the mention of 'wild'.

"Wild!? Cool! Do you wanna be my pokémon!?"

Fels gave a rough grunt and looked away while Tenner twiddled his thumbs and looked at me.

I sighed. "No thanks."

The boy's eyes once again resembled saucers as he mouthed the word 'Cool'.

"Um… Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am."

"Really sure?"

"Yes."

"Like… Extremely sure?"

I sighed. "Yes, I am extremely sure."

I began to walk off with the other three quickly following suit.

"Well…! Okay! Come back if you… um, reconsider!"

We walked down the concrete path with pleading eyes resting on our back as we continued. As we wandered along, it was becoming more and more prevalent that this definitely wasn't Celadon. Or at least, it wasn't like Celadon was with it being heavily leveled to the ground. The surrounding buildings were definitely taller and had more aesthetic detail in their design. Various plumes of translucent smoke wafted off to the south where I assumed most of the factories were. Most people lived in apartments on the outside of the inner city in small houses.

We made it through the town with nothing but some stray glances and a few more awkward confrontations. We ended up following the Pokénav to a cluster of what I assumed were warehouses. A number of claw marks were etched into almost every single one and the fences that surrounded the complex were ripped apart in various places.

Vincent shivered slightly. "Is this the place…?"

I turned to scan the area. "Yep."

Fels began to sniff around and Tenner looked around worriedly.

I tapped on the earbud to call in. "We're at the warehouses."

"Good. Scout out the area a little bit before heading towards compass bearing 317 into the forest."

"Alright."

I glanced around at the structures.

Vincent scratched the back of his head. "Damn. This place is in pretty bad shape. Why d'ya they did it?"

"No idea. I'm not necessarily an expert in the situation." I turned to face my poké companions. "Do either of you know?"

Tenner shuffled his feet and gazed at the forest. "They could be hungry… or there's bigger pokémon that took their territory? I'm not sure…"

"Fels?"

He shook his head and resumed sniffing the area.

Vincent looked to me. "Anything?"

"Nothing concrete. We should probably start poking around."

"Alright… I just hope we don't find one of them lurking around in the dark."

I smirked over at Vincent. "Don't worry, Vincey-poo! The bad pokémon won't hurt you~!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I hate you."

I laughed as I stepped through a tear in the gate and gestured to the others.

"C'mon."

Vincent sighed before joining the other two in our investigative act. We moved around the area to find little damage to anywhere except the doors and maybe a few new potholes. A few dents were newly implemented on the warehouses, but that was the only other thing of interest.

Paw marks coated the dusty ground going all in separate directions. None were deeper than the other and through my extensive knowledge garnered from TV, I knew that they weren't carrying anything. A few boot marks were scattered and trampled as they went everywhere in a panic.

The last building marked with the number eighteen was the first one where actual damage was shown. The access door was torn off its hinges and the garage entrance was blown open. Holes were strewn across the left side and a depression was forming in the roof.

"How 'bout this one? It seems interesting."

Fels looked up and glanced around. "Bad smell. It smells bad here."

I raised my brow at the Lycanroc as he resumed his scent based investigation.

Vincent "Ehh… might as well."

Tenner pressed his fingers together nervously before giving me a nod.

"Alright-y then. Platoon, forward march!"

Vincent rolled his eye while Fels and Tenner smirked at the boy as he slouched through the blasted doorway. The inside was torn apart with various wares and shelves laying dismantled on the ground. Dried blood was plastered scarcely all over the building, but no bodies or… body parts could be seen.

"I guess we know what the bad smell is."

Vincent covered his nose as Fels growled. "Ugh! Why does blood always smell… like that!?"

"'Cause blood has iron in it. Rubbing blood over skin makes smell similar to metal. And through this, your body dislikes it 'cause it associates the smell with blood."

Vincent huffed through his sleeve and attempted to ignore me. We walked through the decimated warehouse finding nothing of interest except for a large space that seemed to have most of its goods vacant from the area and its shelves. The only object left in sight was a blue sign sporting a hole in its corner and the number twenty-three.

"I think we've got everything. It'll be getting dark soon so we should head back outside and report."

Fels growled in agreement and the other two nodded their approval. Stepping outside, I pressed on the earbud again.

"We've looked through what we found interesting."

"What'd you find?"

"Warehouse eighteen, section twenty-three was looted."

There was silence for a moment before the response came through. "I'll get the information to the client to see what was there. I'd say you should check out the forest now."

"Will do." The connection cut off. "Alright, Mew company, you ready to march?"

Fels huffed. "Yes, Mew!"

Tenner shook himself. "Yeah… sure."

Vincent groaned.

"Let me hear it, private."

"Yes, sir."

"Is that disrespect private?"

Vincent pinched the bridge of his nose. "Can we just get this over with?"

"Yeah, yeah. Alright-y then, onwards, to glory!"

Vincent huffed as Fels gave a growl of approval and Tenner slowly pumped his fist in confusion. Our little company began to stumble off just as the sun was starting to set providing serene lighting that would probably betray the mood that would be setting in.

I pulled out the Pokédex and checked the nav for the previously provided bearing. I gestured to the direction we would be heading and we entered the forest. What little light was left was shining through small pockets that the leaves were unable to cover up. I could hear the calls of various pokémon coming from almost every direction as we ventured forward. Most of them stayed out of our view, but occasionally, a small figure would dart back and forth between a bush or a tree.

Our trek was mainly uneventful with most of the scenery consisting of only the most amazing features of the forest like a rock, a bigger rock, a small tree, a big tree, a bush, grass, and more. But the most intriguing of all these was… nothing actually. This place is getting a bad review on Yelp.

The sun had already gone down past the horizon and we were still yet to find any Liepards. However, we did find a couple of trainers that had been tailing us through the use of Clairvoyance. They were keeping their distance about two hundred or so feet behind their eyes bored intently on our backs. I assumed it was some kids from earlier trying to catch some 'civilized wild pokémon'.

I stopped and turned to stare directly at them with a wave. Fels looked at me confused and followed my gaze.

He growled. "Do we get to go at them?"

"No, we'll let them come to us. It will end out all the same."

Tenner turned to where we were looking. "What's going on?"

"What he said… I think…" Vincent shuffled his feet.

"Two tailing us."

"Liepards?"

"No, trainers–"

"STOP THERE!"

Faint rustling was heard and a kid jumped out from one of the bushes with an older boy right behind him, panting. The first kid held up a pokéball in a self-dignified manner while the second bent over clutching his knees, holding up his own.

"We challenge you to a battle for the rights of those pokémon!"

The four of us stared at the two trainers.

"Y'know, sometimes a simple greeting is quite courteous."

The first kid snorted. "Why do we need 'courtesy'? Y'know what? Forget it."

The kid threw out his pokéball and his companion followed suit. The first one presented a Magmar and the second a Sammurott. I rubbed my face with both hands.

"Here we go..."

Name: Zach "Mew"

Species: Mew

Strength Equivalency:

() = After transform

HP: ~125 (~78)

ATK: ~55 (~34)

DEF: ~80 (Varies - Defense is based on the form chosen)

SP. ATK: ~260 (~163)

SP. DEF: ~220 (~138)

SPD: N/A

Moves:

Standard: Telekinesis, Psychic, Psywave, Transform, Recover, Flamethrower, Aura Sphere, Dazzling Gleam, Neuro Assault, Calm Mind, Flash, Teleport (2 long, 7 short)

Created:

Psycho Sphere, Psychic Protect, Psychic Shotgun, Clairvoyance, Neuro Javelin.

Name: Fels

Species: Lycanroc

Strength Equivalency:

HP: ~130

ATK: ~195

DEF: ~110

SP. ATK: ~65

SP. DEF: ~80

SPD: ~45 mph/72.4 kmh (~60 mph/96.5 kmh after rock polish)

Moves:

Standard: Tackle, Bite, Baby-Doll Eyes, Rock Polish, Stone Edge, Accelerock.

Created: Rock Bullet, Rock Fang, Boulder Burst, Rock Armor.

Name: Tennerbis (Tenner)

Species: Froakie

Strength Equivalency:

HP: ~60

ATK: ~50

DEF: ~50

SP. ATK: ~90

SP. DEF: ~65

SPD: ~25 mph/40.2 kmh

Moves:

Standard: Quick Attack, Water Pulse, Ice Beam.

Created: Bubble Bomb, Water Mine.

I'm looking back on everything right now, and jeez, we need some girls. There is literally no important female character in the current scene besides Palkia. Meh, I'll work on that later.

Also, midterms are coming up, so wish me luck!

Remember, leaving a comment can tell me what I'm doing wrong or right, and it also gives me the motivation to keep the story going.