This chapter starts off following Jesse (so, no, he's not dead or brainwashed or anything), who's "missing."

Still don't own anything.

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"Alright!" Jesse cheered, picking up his newly captured Pokémon's ball from the ground. "I finally caught a third Pokémon! I guess we better get back to the clearing now, huh Eevee? The others are probably back by now, too."

"Eevee!" Eevee agreed.

"Now…" Jesse spun around in a full circle at least three times. "…where was it again?"

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Merely a few yards away from Jesse, one lone kid was running for his life from two people dressed in white.

"After him!"

"We can't let him escape!"

The kid, panting heavily, weaved through the trees so his pursuers wouldn't see where he went when he dove into that bush…and landed on some weird teenager with teal hair.

"What in tarn—" the teen began with a southern accent. The boy clamped his hand over his mouth so they wouldn't be heard.

"I think he went this way!" One of his pursuers exclaimed, pointing in the opposite direction from the boy.

"Right," the other one agreed and followed his partner into the trees.

The boy waiting a few moments before rolling off of the teen.

"What in tarnation was that?!" the teen cried.

"I was being chased," the boy replied angrily.

"Oh. Well, uh…who was chasing you?"

"Team Light."

"Hey!" the teen exclaimed happily. "That means you're on our side!"

The boy gave him a weird look. "Who are you?"

"Name's Jesse. Jesse Anderson." The teen beamed.

"I've never seen you before," the boy stated skeptically.

"Well, that's cause I'm from another dimension," Jesse said this as if being from another dimension was an everyday thing.

"O…kay…" the boy sweatdropped.

"You don't believe me, do ya?" Jesse asked knowingly.

"Not…really. It's kinda hard to believe." the boy laughed.

"Well, this is even stranger: I'm here to stop an evil alien from taking over the planet! Except, I'm not supposed to be. Only some of my group is supposed to be. Me, Jim, Axel, and Adrian are just sorta tagging along for the ride," Jesse explained.

"Um…okay. Well, I, uh, gotta go now, so…" the boy started nervously.

"Jesse!" Suddenly, another teenager broke through the trees surrounding them; this one was dressed in a silver suit with matching hair. "There you are; we've been looking all over for you!"

"AH!" the boy shrieked. "I thought we were on the same side!"

"We are!" Jesse attempted to assure him.

"Then what are you doing with him?!" the boy cried shrilly, pointing.

"Huh?" Jesse looked from the other teen to the boy. "Oh, you mean Aster? Don't worry about him, kid; he's just got a twisted, deranged sense of fashion."

"Hey!" Aster protested. "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean 'what do I mean'? I meant what I said and I said what I meant—"

"Oh, quoting a children's picture book author now, are we?" Aster crossed his arms. (A/N: That would be Dr. Seuss, btw. I don't own him, his books, or that quote Jesse said, either)

"Um, guys…?" the boy asked.

"Huh?" Aster glanced at the boy. "Jesse, who's the kid?"

"I…" the boy emphasized, angry that Aster had asked Jesse who he was instead of himself. "…am Max."

"Max?" Aster blinked. "Wait a second…how old are you?"

"Eleven. Why?"

"I think I know someone who's gonna want to see you. I just have one question: where's you sister, Max? Where's May?"

Max sighed. "It's a long story…"

"Then we'll bring you back with us so you can tell the others." Aster turned around. "Come on, let's go; you too, Jesse."

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Jesse's found! And Max has shown up! I'll update more later, but that was just begging—"Please, end the chapter with this sentence, please!" So that's why I ended it with a cliffie! Please review!