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CLUNK!!!
"Ugh…"
It was dark in the room, early morning by the look of the sky just outside the window.
A dark figure climbed out of his bed, and lightly walked across the small house, as to not wake up his fellows.
He stifled a yawn as he stuck his hand into the mailbox on his door, then he held up the two letters to the dim light coming from the window.
One piercing red eye shone out from under a triangular tuft of green hair, and from his head, a great, light green crest stuck up.
He walked away from the door, and turned on a lamp, since the light outside was too dim to read by. He sat down on a wicker chair by a little table, by which his appearance could be seen.
He had a humanoid appearance. His chest was white and green, with the upper V shaped part green, and everything below white. He had a red horn that protruded from his chest and back, and his thin, green arms had unusually sharp elbows..
"Hmm…More trash." He muttered darkly, tossing a bill into the trash.
He glanced at the bottom letter for a moment, moved to throw it away, but then he pulled it back, and looked at it again.
He aimed his elbow at the top of the letter, then, there was a SHING noise as his elbow shot out as long as his lower arm, like a sword.
He delicately sliced open the top of the letter, and slipped the sheet of paper out.
"Dear rescue teams and mercenaries!
Today, is the chance of a lifetime! With the royal guards retiring, now you have the chance TO BECOME THE QUEEN'S PERSONAL GUARDS!
If you wish to have a chance, be at the festival in Castle Town in one week.
Good luck!
Sir Noyce, general of the imperial army."
"…Load of posh." the figure muttered. He was a rare sort of pokemon, one barely known of.
He was Gallade.
He threw the letter into the trash can, not even giving it another thought.
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Later…
It was light out now, and everything could be seen a good deal better.
The house Gallade lived in was shaped like a dome. It was made of a wooden framework, with hard-packed layers of straw sealed with clay. It was water tight, and provided a very convenient home, with built in insulation.
It was a great house, but humble and very basic. That is, if you didn't have hay fever.
Gallade was sitting at a simple table, and along with him were his two friends, and fellow mercenaries.
There was a female Lopunny, and a young male Gabite with him.
All three of them were sitting down to breakfast before starting their day.
Gallade was looking at the daily newspaper he got in the mail soon after the letters, Lopunny was sitting down trying to wake up, and Gabite, was doing his usual dig through the garbage for something to munch.
"Hey…What's this?" He asked suddenly, holding up the crumpled letter.
"Here, let me see that." Lopunny said.
She held out her dainty paw, and Gabite dropped the paper ball into her hand, and she started uncrumpling it, when Gallade spoke up.
"It's trash. I don't see why you're digging around in it, anyways. Didn't you get enough?"
"Nope!" Gabite said. "I'm always hungry!"
"You certainly can't eat paper." Gallade said. "There's some bread in the cupboard if you're so hungry."
"Dear rescue teams and mercenaries!
Today, is the chance of a lifetime! With the royal guards retiring, now you have the chance TO BECOME THE QUEEN'S PERSONAL GUARDS!
If you wish to have a chance, be at the festival in Castle Town in one week.
Good luck!
Sir Noyce, general of the imperial army." Lopunny read out loud.
"Neat!" Gabite said, spreading bread crumbs all over the floor.
"And, we're not going." Gallade said firmly while he used a small bit of psychic power to throw the crumbs away.
"But why?" Lopunny asked.
"The reason we moved here in the first place, is because our first country was ruled by a hateful, snooty noble. I'd rather throw myself in a Grumpig sty, then get involved with another royal." Gallade said, straightening his paper again.
"Eww…That's bad." Gabite said, thinking about the smelliness of a farm. "But bacon tastes so GOOD!"
"Speaking of which, we're out of that again." Lopunny sighed. "And we're running low on money again, Gallade."
"Ha!" Gallade cried. "Problem solved."
He tossed the paper, and it spun across the table and stopped neatly in front of Lopunny.
Her eyes widened as she read the job article, and then, she suddenly gave a cheer.
"That'll make us rich!" She cried. "But still, it's a pittance compared to what we'd get as royal guards."
"Sure…Get paid a fortune, and get treated like trash?" Gallade said. "We're doing fine as is."
Rumble.
"Man, I'm starving." Gabite moaned.
"Well, the house is empty again." Lopunny said. "I guess it's time we went and made our money for the day."
"Agreed." Gallade said.
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"So, we need to track down the stolen wagon?" Lopunny asked Gallade.
"Yeah, that's what our employer said." Gallade affirmed.
"…Do you think there's food in the wagon?" Gabite asked hopefully.
"Gabite!" Gallade and Lopunny cried.
"Sorry!" Gabite apologized quickly.
"Anyways, the tracks from the wagon lead into some spooky woods near Eastport, which is where we are now. Nobody's brave enough to go after it…except us, of course!" Gallade said.
"…I'M not brave enough. I wanna stay home and eat!" Gabite whined.
"If you want to eat, you're going to work for it." Gallade said. "Well, Lopunny, Gabite…When we encounter the bandits, you know what to do!"
"Right!"
They ran outside the small town, which was composed of a few homes, a shop here and there, and a dock where you could get a ride on a Wailord across the sea.
When outside the town, they traveled down a small path that led to the city. They followed it for about a minute, when they sighted the wagon tracks leading into the forest.
"Come on, if we're fast enough, we may be able to catch them!" Gallade cried.
With that, they bolted into the forest, unaware of what lay ahead.
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