Pikachu mafia story- Part 2

Agent Tracey Sketchit was extremely tired. He had been working in the office for hours trying to find a lead on the infamous Pikachu escape case. How could a rat manage to get security? He is fucking bright yellow for God's sake! But everyone knew as well as Tracey that this was no ordinary Pikachu, even when he was on the other side of evil, he had so much power, in watts that is. He could out do any Pokemon in any league, in any competition. Now Tracey had the job of finding this Pikachu and to follow his steps.

He had just that evening received news of a murder and a kidnapping, which could possibly be the result of Pikachu's get away, according to several witnesses. It was also reported that Pikachu had stopped by Pokemon centre and later had stolen a gun. A pikachu with a gun, it made Tracey chuckle but at the same time it disturbed him. It just showed anyone could hold of a gun. He shivered.

"I'm out on field to track down Pikachu's last steps," he told Duplica, a fellow agent.

"I'll get the van ready," she replied

Tracey had any recently come back to er, the FBI(?) after being requested by senior staff. They said they needed him, they needed his skills to track Pikachu down and the unlawful connections that he had. He sighed and made his way downstairs.

First stop... the crime scene!

…

Pikachu hopped off the Doduo and pointed his gun at him.

"Pik," (You never saw me, you never met me, you never gave me a ride here and you're just a wild Duduo. Wait, nevermind, I'll just kill you!) said Pikachu

Duduo pleaded with him, he didn't want to die! But Pikachu knew the bird would talk if approached.

BYE. Bang bang! The bird was dead.

…

"Hello?" Ash answered his cellphone, "Bulbasaur? What's happened?"

"BUUULLBBBAAASAAAAUUURRR!1111!"

"WHAT? They've found you already? THAT CAN'T BE!"

In the background, Ash could hear the sound of gunshots and Squirtle. Damn that Squirtle squad! He hadn't known that they were allied with Pikachu.

"Listen to me Bulbasaur, you need to… Bulbasaur? BULBASAUR? TALK TO ME? ARE YA THERE? BULBAASAAAUR!" He hung up, "dammit!" he cursed under his breath. He never thought it would come to this, that fucker Pikachu was going to pay; he thought putting Pikachu would end it. Apparently not.

Ever since the day Pikachu had threatened to overthrow Ash's drug business, he had been a huge weight on Ash's shoulders. Planting those drugs had seemed like a stroke of genius but now it had come back to haunt him.

…

Tracey had gotten CSI to look over the crime scene. Why would Pikachu randomly kill like this? He assumed it was to cover himself or maybe this man was in connection with him? Dude, he like, didn't know.