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Lok was sitting in his room with his Pokémon partner. He was trying to solve a riddle.

"That can't be the answer. What do you think Shellder?" Lok said.

Shellder just looked at him. Lok's Shellder was different to others. His Shellder shell was bright orange. Most Sheller shell was a pale blue. He was shinny.

Lok found Shellder by the river, when Lok was 6. Everyday Lok would feed it. After four years, Shellder became Lok's Pokémon partner.

"Yeah, it wouldn't work." Lok said.

"You want to get something to eat?" He said.

Shellder jumped up and down. Lok smiled. He carried Shellder to the kitchen. Together they made some sea food. It was Shellder favourite, and Lok like it too.

After that, Lok and Shellder fell asleep. 10 hours later, they awoke to the sound of the alarm.

Lok jumped out of ded. He then layed back down back on the bed. Shellder gently batter Lok head. He smiled.

"Okay, I'll get up." Lok said.

Lok picked him up. They made a quick snack, and lunch. Then they hurried to school. Lok kept Shellder in his bag. If anyone saw that Lok's Pokémon was shinny, they would swam him. Shinny were extremely rare. Few know what a shinny was. Lok was worried that someone would try to stell Shellder.

Lok sat down in his seat. He gently place his bag down. Shellder moved over and let Lok get his thing. Lok got ready for lessons. Other students started to walk in. Lok kept his head down.

"Hey, blonde. You going to stay awake today?" A student mocked, with his furfrou by his side.

Lok rolled his eyes.

As the lecture started, Lok scribe down notes. Everytime Lok started to briefed into sleep Shellder nugged him awake. When there was only 20 minutes left. Lok fell asleep.

He woke as the bell rang. He looked around confused then quickly packed away.

"What happened to keep me awake?" He muttered to Shellder.

Lok walked out of the classroom. He looked over and wonder who would let him copy the last part of the lecture. Lok saw a girl. Sofie. Most likely person to let him copy them.

"Um, hey, Sofie." Lok said.

"Yes? oh, you the boy that sit behind me. Lok?"

"Yeah. I feel asleep in the last part of the lecture. Could I copy your note for the last bit?"

"You seem nice, but you should of stayed awake."

"Oh, come on. There has to be something I can do to change your mind."

"You have a Pokémon, but never show it. You never told anyone about it. If I can see it, you can have my notes."

"Not here. They're shy. to meny people."

"There aren't many people here. If you want the notes, show me the Pokémon." Sofie said.

Lok sat down and put his bag on his lap. Sofie stared at Lok.

"Hey, do you want to come out? Don't worry, Sofie nice." Lok said.

Shellder riggled out of the bag, but nuzzle close to Lok. Sofie couldn't tell what it was. A Scraggy?

"Sofie, this is Shellder." Lok said.

"It orange."

Shellder glared at Sofie and stuck its tongue out.

"It is a Shellder! But it colour!" Sofie exclaimed.

"It shinny. You know. A small amount of Pokémon are born with a different colour then they should have."

"It so..."

"It's what?... On second thought, I don't need you notes." Lok said.

Lok walked away. Shellder snuggled back into the bag. Sofie looked away.

Lok roamed around the town. He was muttering to himself. He hate how shinny were treated. 40% of people saw them as very valuable, another 40% as freaks. 10% saw them as normal Pokémon and treated them as normal Pokémon.

Lok bumped into a man, with some bags. He dropped them on the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Lok said. He went to help the man with his stuff.

The man's Gallade help pack thing up.

"It okay." The man said.

Lok notebook fell on the floor too. The man picked it up.

"I think this is yours." He said.

"Yeah, my notes for my exam." Lok said.

Lok took his book and went to put it back it his bag. Shellder moved out the bag and looked over the food.

"Shellder, leave the man food alone." Lok said.

"A shinny?"

"yeah." Lok said, quickly picking him up.

"Don't worry kid. I don't care about that. I understand your concern, but I would never stell anothers Pokémon."

"Let me help you with your baggage."

"You don't hav-"

"I bumped into you, I should help."

"Fine. I'm Dante by the way."

"Lok. Lok Lambert." He said.

They walked to Dante's house. When they got there, Dante took his things and Lok left. Lok walk back to his dorm, a Fletchinder was flying over head of them.

Lok notice it and started to look around more at people. He couldn't tell if anyone was following him. When Lok got into his dorm, he got a box. It had a lot of little thing in. A small dagger, a few bottles of liquids and a smoke boom. Lok wanted to be shore no-one would try to steel Shellder.

The liquid have meny different uses. Lok learned them over the years. He had to learn one to help with his condition. A smoke boom to make a quick escape. The dagger was a last line of self defense.

Some was following Lok, he knew that. Lok wasn't going down without a fight. He stuffed his box in his bag. He took a vase down and took out a book and a necklace. Lok had no clue what they were for, but he knew they meet something to his dad. Lok had a feeling he was going to have to do a runner.

Lok grabbed his passport, his Pokédex and all his money. It wasn't that much, but 1,000 was enough to get him to Ireland. If Ireland wasn't safe. He could got somewhere else. He could speak Italian, English, French and German perfectly, and was learning Japanese. He could find somewhere to go.

Glass shattered, and a man jumped into the room. Lok ran fast out of the dorm. He could hear attack being fired. They didn't sound like Pokémon attacks.

More people were there. Lok saw them use power. Magic. Lok reached into his bag.

"Get away form him!" A man yelled.

"Dante?" Lok whisper.

He and his Pokémon defeated them. Dante walked up to Lok. Lok held out the dagger. He was scared.

"Hey, it okay. It me, Dante I won't hurt you." Dante said.

"I don't know, I don't. I can trust you." Lok said quietly over and over.

He started to shake and grabbed his chest. He fell to the floor.

"Hey, it okay. I'll get you somewhere safe." Dante said.

"I... Medican... purple... purple one..." Lok mumbled trying to get his bag.