Along came a raptor.


Along came a raptor...


Kyle was looking at two monitors, staring at the screen. As he was about to punch some numbers in, a blue-green hand stopped him. Petamon complained, "Come on, Kyle. You said we were going to play Pokémon Stadium. Hurry up!" "In a sec. I just have to save and then we can- huh?! What's going on?", he replied. The screen was going wavy and Ho-oh, the legendary #250 Pokémon appeared.

Kyle looked at the D-Terminal, and saw a message. "Dear Kyle, I am in Ecruteak City and I need your help! I found that a certain individual will try to steal Ho-oh! Please help me out. Signed: a friend.", he read. Kyle went to his shelf and grabbed six Pokéballs. (Actually five Pokéballs and one Safari Ball.) "You ready?" "Ready!" "Lets go! Poképort open!"

Kyle found out a long time ago, that to enter the different worlds, you needed a different phrase for each world. He arrives in Ecruteak City.

Kyle looked around the city, searching for clues. He then ran quickly to the Tin Tower.
He looked across the tower searching for the mysterious stranger who sent him the email. A 21 year old guy with blue eyes, curly black hair, and a faint scar on his forehead. He called, "Hey Kyle, what took you so long?"

"Um, do I know you?"

"Well, you know of me. Alan Wilkinson at your service. Come on, let's go!"

Alan grabbed Kyle and Petamon, lead them to a secret underground chamber. He called, "I noticed that Team Rocket agents have been snooping around and they-"

"Team Rocket?! You mean Jessie, James, Cassidy, and Butch. What are they doing here?"

"Not just them, but they-"

"Greetings, all you Pokémon pipsqueaks!", a voice called from the shadows. It was (you guessed it.) Team Rocket.

"To protect the world from devastation..."

"To unite all peoples within our nation..."

"To denounce the evils of truth and love..."

"To extend our reach to the stars above..."

"Jessie!"

"James!"

"Team Rocket! Blast off at the speed of light!"

"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"

"Meeeeowth! That's right!" Meowth finished, leaping out from behind the doors.

Kyle groaned, "Normally, I would enjoy meeting you guys. But not now! Leave now or we'll... insult your hair and beat you in a Pokémon battle. Alan whispered, "Do you know what you're doing?" "Not really.", he called back.

"I choose you... Hitmonlee, Squirtle!"

"Let's go, Tommy!"

"All right, Arbok, lets get to work!"

"Weezing, show time!"

The five Pokémon stood at action stance. "Char!" "Monlee!" "Squirt!"

Jessie commanded, "Bite, that Charizard!"

James ordered, "Weezing, Sludge attack now!"

Hitmonlee ran toward Weezing hitting it hard with Mega Kick. Squirtle on the other hand, was having a tough time avoiding Arbok's Poison Sting. Tommy grabbed Arbok's tail and tossed it like a ping pong ball.

Kyle called, "Finish it, Ice Beam and High Jump Kick!"

Alan yelled, "Flamethrower, Tommy, now!"

Team Rocket had burns, cuts, and bruises across their body.
"Looks like Team Rocket's flaming off again!"

At the top of the tower they were blown straight out, thanks to Tommy.
"All right, Kyle, looks like we're camping here tonight" "Sure."
Before getting their stuff ready, they called their relatives and let them know where they were, Alan called his aunt and Kyle called his parents. (Who did not like the idea that he was a super hero.)

The mysterious being watched with glee, "So, some of my deadliest enemies are here. Time to send them a welcome party! BWA HA HA HA HA!"
Who is the mysterious figure? Will Kyle and Alan save Ho-oh from being stolen from the being? Find out next on Digimon: Digital- Whoops, I mean on When Authors Clash.