"Can we go to the Radio Tower next?" Free asked once the four trainers had exited the Department Store.

"Of course we can!" Heather, Deka, and Clover all answered.

The four made their way to the Radio Tower. It wasn't hard to find considering it stood over all the other buildings in Goldenrod. They entered through the front door and looked around; the place was huge.

"Hello!" A cheery lady called from behind a desk.

"Hi," the four replied. Deka seemed a little bit intimidated.

"Would any of you like to take a quiz to win a free radio? It plays the stations broadcast from this radio tower all day long!" The lady smiled a large smile and set a small radio on the desk.

"Oh, I'll take it!" Clover volunteered, walking over to in front of the desk.

"First question: What is the evolve form of Rattata?"

"That's easy," Clover smiled. "It's Raticate."

Deka looked dumbfound, "Rattata evolves?"

"Good! Second question: What type is the Pokémon Vileplume?"

"It is a grass-type Clover!" Deka whispered. "I would know, I'm a grass-type expert!"

"Grass and poison-type," Clover answered, emphasizing 'and' because she knew the lady was trying to trick her. She elbowed Deka in his side to get him to shut up.

"Great! Now the third and final question: What two types together take strong damage from a fighting-type move?"

"A radio is totally not worth a question that hard!" Deka screeched.

"A dark and ice-type," Clover replied.

"Well, young lady. You just won yourself a brand new radio!" The lady said handing the radio to Clover. "I'm really impressed."

"Yay! This is the first thing I've ever one!" Clover span around in a circle happily.

"Well, I guess there's nothing to see here at all, really. Upstairs is blocked off to visitors," Deka pointed to a man who was guarding the stairs. "I'm sure there are plenty of other things to do in the town."

"Of course there is!" Heather said. "We'll just have to find them!"

Once the four trainers stepped out of a radio tower, a short, older woman with long, frizzy grey-brown hair ran up to Free shouting. She held a large book in one hand and her fingers were covered with large rings.

"Release your Pokémon with the flames that soar from his back!" She screamed.

"Huh?" Free asked.

"I sense anger and despair! Quilava! Release Quilava from his Poké Ball!" Her eyes bulged and Free looked scared.

"Uh, okay. Come out, Quilava," Free muttered. The lady began to pant heavily and Free wrinkled his nose. He could smell a funky smell coming from the woman's breath.

"Qui?" Quilava looked around confused, sensing no battling was to be done.

"Yes… Quilava. He was abused by a past trainer as a Cyndaquil. He ran away after he received his scar from the trainer's Scyther…" The lady eyed the scar that ran through Quilava's left eye. Quilava turned his face away from the lady, not liking how she was staring at it. "I can also feel quarrel between the trainer's Feraligatr and Typhlosion."

At the sound of the Pokémon's names, Quilava shrunk down and a petrified expression grew on his face.

"Aaaaahhh! But you! You are the trainer this Pokémon needs." With wide eyes, she continued her rant, staring into Free's own wide eyes. She then turned to Heather, pointing a gnarled finger at her. "And you… you will find the partner for the injured. The Pokémon with a scarred shell and a scarred heart!"

With those final words, she ran into the distance screaming, with Free, Heather, Deka, and Clover all staring in disbelief.

"What the heck just happened?" Deka asked.

Free shook his head and kneeled down to Quilava's height. "Is what she said true?"

Quilava hesitated before he nodded and turned away. Free held out Quilava's Poké Ball and let the beam of red return him.

"That was one crazy lady," Free muttered and turned to Heather. "What do you think she meant about the 'Pokémon with the scarred shell and a scarred heart!'?"

Heather shrugged. "Maybe I get a Pokémon with a shell?"

"She was scary!" Clover screamed, covering her face with her hands. Deka wrapped an arm around his sister, comforting her. Clover had never seen anyone as crazy as her before.

"She's gone now, sis," Deka whispered, before he burst out laughing.

"What?" Heather asked him.

"I thought she was kind of funny," Deka grinned. Heather started laughing after that, and then Free. Finally Clover uncovered her face and was laughing too.

A/N I'd like to apologize for the late update. This past week has been terrible due to finals and I've had no time to do anything. This is a short but a chapter that sets up for future chapters. I'd recon you remember this here chapter!