Another I wrote from that other site. I don't really like this one as much, but I'd like to hear your feedback.

The Strange Case of Dr. Hewlett - By Redlark

Act 1

It was a beautiful day in Pewter City and the sun peeped its face in between puffy white clouds. The gray town of rocky boulders were livelier than ever as eager students and trainers pushed their way into the Pewter Academy of Pokemon Sciences.

The Academy was a gated school of old traditions and high expectations. Some of the best and brightest trainers and researchers graduated from their classes and they weren't willing to give up their prestigious history. But aside from the green pampered lawns and neatly trimmed hedges, the tall brick castle of a school also harbored a strange anti-social girl by the name of Beth.

Perhaps one would call Beth, "goth." She usually wore a black hooded sweatshirt with nothing but a quickly sewn on patch of her favorite band on the back, the "Gastly Gravediggers." With bold black framed glasses and baggy black slacks, what contrasted her mean looking appearance were her sapphire blue eyes and dusty blonde hair that went an inch beyond her shoulders.

Beth was in her second year at the Academy and she had gained the status of being one of the toughest young Pokemon trainers on campus. Starting with a Weedle, she trained her little bug friend to become one of the quickest moving Beedrills in town. But as luck may have it with the girl, a new kid on school grounds noticed her affinity for the Poison type and had given her a Seviper for her birthday two months into the second year.

This new kid's name was Trevor, and he was enrolled in the Pokemon research branch of the school. He came on to school grounds as a scrawny kid with freckles and red hair. It was obvious to the rest of the enrolled students that Beth had a "thing" for Trevor, and vica verse. Though he didn't seem like it, to Beth, Trevor was an enigma. He was hiding something, but wasn't willing to show the world what it was. Somehow he had gotten his hands on a Seviper, which wasn't common in the Kanto-Jhoto region, so he had to have ordered it from outside. How he got it so fast was beyond her.

Now after five months of getting to know each other, the two friends began to spend more time than ever as a small fire inside them was beginning to spark. Today was no deviation of this growing fondness and Trevor had, within the short period of five months, turned this one pessimistic anti-social girl that only cared for her Pokemon, to a quirky eccentric kid that the world was beginning to respect.

As they walked to the museum, they shot each other playful glances filled with the giddiness of being young. The main exhibit was the recent Mew findings from a scientist by the name of Dr. Hewlett. Trevor was extra excited to show his friend the exhibit since… Beth wasn't really sure why Trevor was excited for the Mew exhibit, but figured it was because it dealt with the mysterious Mew.

Exploring the many fossils and awe-inspiring pictures of legends and extinct Pokemon, Trevor gave Beth a small peck on the cheek next to a model of a giant Snorlax. Blushing slightly, Beth gave Trevor a friendly shove and they went on their merry way further into the museum.

An hour passed as they explored the gift shop and read the captions underneath almost every exhibit. Feeling as if their day had been fulfilled with a serene happiness, they left the museum and decided it was getting late and began to say their goodbyes.

She invited Trevor for dinner, but he declined and said he had too much homework to take care of and his dad needed him for the night. So giving each other a brief tight hug, they went their separate ways homeward.

They walked down the street; Beth turned once more to have a quick glance at Trevor and noticed that he wasn't headed towards any of the neighborhoods or apartments. Strangely; he had disappeared into the woods on a trail that led into the hills just north of Pewter.

The next day wasn't as nice as the day before, but the weatherman had said in the morning news that the storm clouds were supposed to have a few sunny breaks in them. But as usual; it seemed like it going to stay an overcast gray the rest of the day.

Trevor was an hour late for school and looked more worried than a Charmander in a hurricane. So during lunch, Beth caught up with Trevor before he left school grounds to head home early for the day. He told the school board that he had trouble that needed to be taken care of at home.

"Trev', what's up?" Beth yelled to Trevor as she ran to him as he was exiting the front gate.

"Oh, Beth. Nothing, I just gotta' get home."

"Are you sure?" she noticed his lower lip begin to tremble as a bead of sweat trickled its way down the side of his head.

Rubbing off the sweat and attempting to collect himself as quickly as he can, Trevor only told her "very sure, Beth. I've just gotta' get home now. That's all." He was trying to laugh, but it only came out nervous with his voice cracking at the end.

"Really?" she was attempting to take his hand into hers, but he only spun around quickly to say he was in a hurry.

So leaving Beth with a small frown on her face, Trevor jogged home.

Something wasn't right and Beth felt that her friend was in need of her assistance. So skipping the rest of her school day, she forced herself to follow him home.

The rain clouds were beginning to come back, turning the gray sky to an eerie shadowy phantom that seemed to swallow Pewter City into its mouth.

Jogging slowly behind Trevor, she checked her belt to see if she had her Seviper or her Bedrill with her. Dang it, she thought to herself, when she realized that she had left them in her back pack back at school. Following him to the path he had taken the evening before, she ran as fast as she could back to school to retrieve her loyal snake Pokemon.

Once there; she grabbed her Pokemon and nothing else, wanting to travel light.

The storm was beginning to get frighteningly cliché as thunder rumbled in the horizon. Pidgeys flew in the sky to their nests to weather the storm and a lone Cubone showed his face in the bushes and walked calmly away to wherever his burrowed home was.

Reaching the path, a bolt of lightening shot a mile off west. The wind was picking up and the rain skidded itself across Beth's face.

The path was muddy, and Beth was worried that she might slip. Pulling out her Bedrill, she told him to scout the trail up ahead.

The sky became darker with every moment and Beth, the girl that didn't really care about much became scared for not only her life, but her whole body ached in worry when she thought about her best friend that she had adopted into her life.

Lightening stuck once more and this time it was close. Beth clenched her teeth and built up her nerves to keep trekking the now harsh mountain terrain. Climbing over slick logs and pushing away branches, she found herself on a gravel road that went further into the mountains.

Beth was soaked head to toe as she called out for her Beedrill. Not seeing her beloved Pokemon anywhere she began to doubt whether or not it was a smart idea to follow her friend into the mountains.

She didn't know where she was and she was shivering as rain fell hard. A strong gust of wind suddenly blew and knocked her down onto the gravel road and she landed in a mud puddle rupturing a wound on her left hand. Growling in pain she put pressure on the palm of her hand and tried to stop the bleeding with her muddy water soaked sweater.

Getting up to her feet she looked both ways on the road and then saw her Beedrill fighting the winds of the storm flying in her direction. "BEEDRILL," she called out to him as he flew to her and landed in front of her. "Is Trevor's house anywhere near?"

Looking down the road, up into the mountains, the Beedrill nodded.

Pulling out her poke ball she yelled, "BEEDRILL, Return!" A shot of light went to her Pokemon and it vanished into her ball. Placing the ball on her belt, she began to walk up the road deeper into the mountain.

The storm wasn't letting up, but seemed to get worse with each step she took. But once she reached the end of the road, she couldn't believe her eyes.

There was a gate that had a brass sign that read:

"Hewlett Manor"

The large black barred gate was left open so she walked in. Closing it behind her, she concluded that this was the residence that Trevor was headed to. Looking into the horizon she noticed a large three story mansion with old Victorian spires on the right wing. But up the hill there was also a newer attachment that looked like an observatory. To its left wing were dark black stoned buildings with bars on every window, giving the impression of a prison.

But none of this made any sense. Trevor's last name was Stevenson.