A big thanks to TobiRunn for the review.
Starting things out slow.
Midnight covered the heavens in a blanket of darkness. All was quiet and at peace except for one lone figure. Too shocked to do much else, the figure continued his march. Any pursuers had long been lost, but so had something much more important. His master, the most significant person in his world, had been killed. With fatigue and depressing thoughts settling in, the lone figure collapsed into a deep slumber.
"Hey! Hey! Wake up! C'mon wake up! Hello! Earth to ugly! Ugh...this Blaziken isn't waking up Frank!"
"Calm down Rook. Yelling isn't going to help."
"And how do you know that?"
"Because you've been trying for the past hour. Why don't you try practicing with your styler instead?"
"But I'm tired of practicing. Can't we go already?"
"We have to wait until we receive further orders from HQ."
"Ah! You're no fun!" Rook whined and walked out the door, finally losing interest in the fainted pokemon. Frank sighed. Finding a moment of peace had become almost impossible ever since he had agreed to an apprentice. Just what was HQ thinking sticking a hyper active boy with him? Frank was a pokemon ranger not a babysitter, at least he hoped so.
At that very moment, Blaziken's eyes snapped open and immediately sat up. What he first noticed was the fluffy mattress underneath him followed up by the log cabin style room he was in.
"You alright there?" Startled, Blaziken jumped off the bed and assumed a defensive stance. Blaziken studied the man before him. He looked in his mid-twenties and was almost as tall as Blaziken. The man wore gray pants and shirt with a red, sleeveless coat running down half his waist. His shoes were red with stripes of black, while his gloves were vice versa. A cowboy hat topped it all off.
"There's no need to get all feisty, now. My name's Frank, pokemon ranger." Frank sat on the bad and motion Blaziken to sit. When said pokemon remained standing, Frank continued. "You may not understand, but my apprentice and I brought you here after finding you unconscious."
"I see..." Blaziken expected the usual gasp or scream, but Frank simply raised an eyebrow.
"Aura, huh? You aren't an ordinary Blaziken are you."
"More or less."
"So tell me, what happened?" That's when everything came rushing back. The sudden wave of emotions and thoughts overwhelmed Blaziken, causing him to fall to his knees. Frank stood up, but Blaziken shook his head. Gasping for air, Blaziken took deep breaths. Moments later, the shaking and sweating began to cease.
Frank placed his right hand on Blaziken's shoulder. Memories and emotions flooded into Frank's consciousness on contact. Frank pulled his hand away as fast as he could, horrified. "Team Rocket..."
As if on cue, Rook ran in the room with an envelope. He was wearing the same uniform as Frank, but with shorts. Oblivious to the Blaziken in excruciating misery, Rook waved the envelope in Frank's face. "The next mission's here! Let's go!"
"R-Right." Frank whispered, still a little shaken. "You should come, too. I'm sure HQ could help later."
Unable to decide, Blaziken thought back at what his master would've said. A faint voice echoed in his mind. "If you can't decide on something, just go ahead and do it. That way, you'll be sure what the right decision was in the end." Blaziken smiled, that phrase had gotten them into so many adventures before.
"I'll go."
Rook glanced from the pokemon and ranger. "I feel like I missed something."
Elsewhere,
A computer screen showed the recent footage of an escaped Blaziken. The video was paused as the Blaziken ran out of the building. The image zoomed in until the pokemon took up the whole space of the screen. "Interesting."
