Chapter Three
When Char woke up, he was fully dressed, and Sneasel's pokeball was snugly in his hand. It took him all of five seconds to remember the night before.
"God damn it!" screamed Char, kicking his hovercycle. "What in the hells happened to me?"
Char, not one to stall, hopped onto his hovercycle and tore off toward Pyrite. He needed answers.
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Storming into Duking's office, he practically roared at the man.
"Did Nascour escape from jail??"
Duking looked at the ground, then up at Char.
"Well, yes, Evice as well. But—did you run into him? Were you able to disable him?"
"No. He disabled me."
"What happened? Did he have Shadow Pokemon with him?"
"No, just a knife.", Char sighed, not really being able to place how he had been so easily overcome.
"Are you hurt? Was anything injured?", Duking asked, worried at Char's anger.
"Just my pride."
Duking fell silent. It would take something horrible to hurt Char.
"I want him caught, Duking. Send everyone after him, and I mean everyone. And don't think I won't be going. When he's caught, he's not going to jail. No, he's going to die. You hear me? Now get on it.", Char demanded, storming out of the office, slamming the door.
Duking's jaw dropped. For Char to order him around, took some kind of rage. And why did he want Nascour to die? Picking up his phone, he called the jail.
"Find Nascour. And bring him back. Now."
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Char couldn't have felt more helpless than he did now. He was chasing something he couldn't find, and he was confused as hell about it.
"If I were a Cipher boss, where would I be?"
Char quickly remembered that abandoned building in Pyrite.
"Let's try there."
Char headed off toward the building, unaware of the danger that lurked there.
End Chapter Three