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Hey guys! I updated early to make up lost time, so enjoy! Next chapter we'll being writing serious plot moving stuff and OCs.

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Chapter 53:

The festival was over and the hectic series of events are over. Everybody managed to come back safely and no more damage was done. Most of racers were still held back, making sure that there was nothing wrong. After Crystal and Timmy explained their encounter of the woman named Red and the strange Pokeballs, things became even more serious. Crystal even noticed several Pokémon rangers on the scene, though why she can't tell.

Couple of reporters were there getting an exclusive and flashes of lights kept going on and off so fast that Crystal had to close her eyes to stop from going insane. Misdreveous hated the light and floated off, closer to the dark shadows.

"Jimmy, I'm going to go find somewhere to relax," Crystal said, trying to block the flashes with her hands.

"Wait, come on!" Jimmy said, "They really want to write a story about us! We can be interviewed and be on headlines. I mean I stopped a bomb explosion! They would want to hear about that! And you can listen to it first hand as well!"

Crystal stared at him for a few moments before saying, "Okay first of all, you don't have the IQ to stop a bomb and second, what planet did you come from to not understand that I don't care and third, do you realize that there is a chance Team Rocket might try to catch you again?!" But Jimmy didn't hear what she said because the cameras were now focusing on him.

"Hey everyone!" Jimmy grinned, bowing and saluting to the cameras as they flashed his way. Pichu, trying to get attention like its trainer, did a little ballerina twirl to show off as well which caused quite a bit of squeals from girls.

"Oh my gosh!" A group of girls clustered over to Jimmy. "Is this your Pichu?"

"Yeah," Jimmy grinned proudly, enjoying the attention. The girls continued to watch as Pichu, who was feeling a bit uneasy of all the attention, huddles close to Jimmy for protection.

"Awww, its scared," the girls stated the obvious. They crouched down and reached out their hands towards it. Pichu shrink back even further.

"Ah, it's still a baby so it's still scared of strangers." Jimmy explained. All the girls nodded in understandingly before getting up. "But if you stay for a while, you can hear about how I managed to stop the bomb explosion."

"That was you?!" One of the girls, in bright pink, gasped. "You're a hero! The papers wanted to interview exclusively."
"Yeah," Jimmy grinned, "In fact, I'm going to meet one of them. Want to come along?" The girls squealed in excitement as their answer. They quickly hurried toward the direction Jimmy pointed.

"Hey Crystal, ready to come –" Jimmy paused. Crystal was gone. Jimmy looked down, a bit disappointed. He wanted Crystal to listen first hand of what happened. Pichu climbed onto Jimmy's shoulder before cuddling in for sleep.

Suddenly, the idea of being interviewed and the glamour didn't seem so inviting anymore.

Crystal found that the first aid kit tent was empty and a good place to get away from everything. She managed to have a bit of peace and quiet for once, and thought for a long time of the strangeness of today. That Red girl acted almost as though things weren't over. She was still after someone and seemed to be willing to do anything to get the job done. Crystal shivered as she remembered the deadly attack that almost killed Timmy and her. Misdreveous floated down until she was lying on top of Crystal's head.

"Hey, there you are." Crystal turned around and noticed the girl from earlier, Lisa. She looked a bit flustered as she came in. Her Cyndaquil jumped around and immediately tried to climb up on one of the chairs to see the shy Misdreveous. "The reporters kept asking me questions about the assault so I thought hiding here would be best."

"Yeah, those reporters are so annoying," Crystal rolled her eyes, "How are your injuries?"

"Fine," Lisa shrugged, "I won't be running for a couple of weeks, but that's okay. I'm just glad to be away from everyone." She sat down on one of the sick beds and closed her eyes. "So, where is Jimmy? I need to thank him for earlier."

"Still with the reporters," Crystal rolled her eyes to the opening flap of the tent, "Apparently he disarmed a bomb trigger."

"Really?!" Lisa asked shock, "He doesn't look like the type of guy who can."
"He isn't." Crystal stated flatly, "He's just want to brag and such." Lisa shrugged her shoulders as she rolled to her side before wincing again. "You okay?"

"Yeah," Lisa said, "Just forgot I can't do that anymore." She got up and rubbed her rib cage. "Anyways, I'm tired so I'm going to sleep here for tonight."

"Can you?" Crystal asked.

"Maybe," Lisa said, opening one of her eyes, "Why you want to sleep here too?"

"Yeah," Crystal sighed, "Jimmy probably wants me to tell the story again to me after the interview." Lisa looked up surprise.

"I thought you didn't want to hear it," Lisa said.

"Yeah, I really don't, but he probably will brag to me anyways and I need to find a place where I can fall asleep while I 'pretend' to listen." Crystal sat down on the other bed and immediately closed her eyes as well. Lisa smiled and laughed softly. It is going to be a long night for Crystal.

"I'm so hungry…" Jimmy groaned as his stomach rumbled again, "I wished I eaten more of the food they offered." Pichu groaned, only because it tried to eat as much as it's trainer, resulting a stomach ache. "But the good news is that I'm going to be on the front page tomorrow with you." Pichu responded by groaning. "Oh let's get you to Crystal to fix that stomach ache."

Jimmy dialed Crystal's number on the Pokegear. It took a while to pick up.

"Hello?" A sleepy voice answered, "Jimmy?"

"Hey Crystal," Jimmy said relieved she picked up, "Pichu has a stomach ache and I kinda need your help." There was a silence on the line until Crystal said in a tired voice.

"Pichu try to eat as much as you?"

"Yeah," Jimmy said, rubbing his head embarrassingly. Crystal sighed, giving a rush of static. "Okay, come over to the first aid kit tent." Before Jimmy could respond, Crystal hung up. "Wow, she sounded angry. I wonder why?" With that Jimmy walked back until he went to tent. There he saw that girl who he saved a while ago, sleeping in one of the bed while Crystal was sitting up but she looked like she was about to collapse again.

"Hello Jimmy," Crystal muttered, rubbing her eyes, "Bring over Pichu." Jimmy noticed how unhappy Crystal look. Crystal brought Pichu and slowly rubbed its tummy.

"Crystal you look tired," Jimmy stated.

"Oh thank you Mr. Obvious," Crystal said, rolling her eyes, "It is almost one in the morning. How long have you been interviewing?" Jimmy finally realized that the time was really late. Maybe it was all the coffee he drank that he didn't notice to late night.

"Well, sorry," Jimmy muttered, "I think I had too much caffeine." Crystal nodded drowsily. Pichu sighed and giggled softly as its tummy been rubbed. After a while Pichu fell asleep.

"Ummm," Jimmy said, feeling uncomfortable, "Since Pichu is asleep, you can go back to sleep too." Crystal didn't respond and crash onto the bed. She hugged Pichu close to her like a teddy bear. Jimmy could immediately hear the soft breathing. "Oh, wow. That was fast… Okay I'm just going to go to sleep… I seriously wish I didn't drink thirty cups of coffee…"

The next morning…

"I apologize for the incident about yesterday. I am currently punishing Red and don't worry about the others. We'll be moving on a rescue mission as we speak." Hun ignored the apology and continued to walk back and forth across the room before finally she slammed her fist against the table, which thankfully didn't break. The messenger becomes so fearful of this anger that he cowered closer to the wall. Hun grabbed the newspaper with the picture of the disaster race and a heading saying "STABBING AND BOMBING RACE THAT COST PEOPLE."

"They are probably interrogating them at the moment and who knows what they will find out," Hun growled as she continued to walk, "You need to tell your leader to fix this or else." The messenger nodded so fast as if he was a bobble head. "And get out." The messenger immediately ran as if he was being chased to death.

Hun groaned as she read the newspaper again muttering, "Strange stabbing… bomb going off… wait a minute." Hun looked closer at the picture of the many racers. Hun grinned. Perfect. She grabbed her phone and dialed a number. "Atilla, it's me. I need you to have someone to start gathering on information on a particular person. Yeah, I'll send a picture over; it's the one circled in red." She hung up, took red pen and circled on the newspaper.

"Well, looks like I'm going to be able to dig out more information about you."

Author's Notes

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