((Ravea))

Seigi nearly burst out laughing. A Pocket Monster country? What kind of ridiculous idea was that? Then, his face set into a grimice as he remembered the two hostages.

"Well, i say that we go in and extract those two men. Or we could go after this Giovonni charecter. Or hell, we could do both!"

Seigi thought this over for a few seconds.

"Now that i think about it, just us, even with all the guns we have, would probably not be able to blast through an entire nation of gun-wielding Pokemon. I say that we recruit a few more people to help us before anything else."

((Me))

"Agreed," Ash responded, "but I also want to check out this 'Pokemon League' they mentioned on the news. They seem to be a major source for all things Pokemon, so you'd think they'd have some information as to what the heck is going on. Tonight's as good as any to break in and go through some files."

Vivian started to say something, but Ash cut her off with an outstretched hand. "I need both of you to recruit more people to our cause while I'm off at the League. By morning, we should have a reasonably sized party and whatever information I can come across."

Ash got up, went to the table, and started equipping the gear he would need: grappling hook, camera, silencer...

The scene at the Pokemon League was a mess. Protesters and reporter crews crowded together before the Pokemon Master as he answered their questions. Signs of 'I don't choose you!' and 'Pokemon 4 Never!' were randomly sprinkled throughout the crowd, so the League seemed to have their hands full.

It would seem no one would notice the opened window on the fourth floor.

((Ravea))

Seigi looked at Ash and said, "I've never been good at breaking and entering-I prefer just to blow stuff ip rather than go on covert operations."

He watched as Ash left, then turned to Vivian.

"Well, lets start recruiting, shall we?"

Seigi pulled out a laptob from his bag and booted it up. He started searcheing the web for local anti-pokemon groups, but without much luck. Then, he thought about any local contacts. He did know a small group of smuggelers that ran a line from here to somewhere in Africa, and was on good terms with the leader, who also was a former pokemon hunter, if only for a short time. He sent an E-Mail to them. In less than an hour, he got a response. It seemed that most of the group was out on a job, but a small remainder had been left behind-Only five men. That was a start. The smugglers would come to the apartment the next day.

He convayed the news to Vivian and continued searching.