Legend of Red Mask

By Red421860

Note: Pokémon© is owned by Game Freak and Nintendo

Chapter 2

Detective John Key had had enough of paperwork. Files depicting a burglary on 24th street and 17th Boulevard were scattered all over his desk, while the man himself simply moaned indistinctly. He spent the last few hours, looking for any hint of evidence as to the culprit. Sadly, it was in vein, and worse, the man had a severe headache. All he wanted to do was to go home, greet his family and rest. Instead, he was scrambling, (well, WAS scrambling) to find the culprit of this crime. The stolen object was $10,000 from a bank and the culprits left many pieces of evidence indicating them. Presumably, this would be an easy task. John however, now lied on his desk, and drooled. His bald head lies on his desk, his brown skinned arms on each side, and his brown eyes now shut off from reality. On his left, atop a filing cabinet, his daughter's monferno simply went on its business, examining a mint leaf, nibbling, observing, and sniffing it. John's coffee still steamed out. The monferno briefly put his leaf down, and let out a somewhat loud shrill. Key immediately raised his head in confusion, and began in turn his head. He then recounted the previous hours, and immediately gathered all the papers. "Got to finish this up" John thought to himself. However, he was still tired and groggily switches the papers without even examining them. The Monferno simply continued to examine the leaf. Suddenly, the door opened in a fast rush, astonishing the two. A thin white policeman came in, sweating slightly, and breathing heavily. "Detective!" he gasped. Key got up, and simply uttered, "Yes?" The policeman then straightens, "We have another case, sir. The Red Mask"


Key looked out at the alleyway before him. Two men lay unconscious on the ground, as paramedics drag them onto the beds, while the victim, a young shop owner, was sitting near a corner, holding his shoulders. He was still shocked at the whole experience. Throughout, yellow tape, and police men scoured the area in search of signs of the Red Mask's location. Key continued to stare at the scene. The Red Mask was a vigilante known to beat criminals senselessly and brutally. Often, the victims were near death because of it. He had been eluding law enforcement for 3 months. They know he was a Pokémon, no known human can scar like he can. The problem was, he was like a ghost, coming and going without any evidence he was ever there at all. This all infuriated Detective Key, who after witnessing the scars those criminals had after their encounter, was determined to bring this brutal vigilante to justice. Key walks over to the shop keeper. (Note: The shop owner won't play any other role in the rest of the story, so he will not be named.) Key then proceeds to questioning.

"So, tell me the events of the past 2 hours" Key begins

"Well, you see, I was closing up shop for the day, you know, because I was going home."

"Ahem"

"Then out of nowhere, these two thugs in black rob me of my wallet and shot me in the shoulder."

"Okay"

"Okay! I got shout in the freakin' shoulder, and you're not the least bit disturbed!"

"Will you please carry on" Key growled mildly in annoyance.

"Right. So anyway, I get down on my knees and I grasp my shoulder. The two thugs just kept running. Then out of nowhere, they stop, and stare for a moment. They take out their guns, but then drop them, and yelp."

"I didn't see much after that. All I knew, there was a lot of kicks, cracks, and punches. Then, someone walks up to me, and hands me my wallet. I get up to see who it is. Then, this Archen comes and lands on his shoulder. He looks at me, and then walks off. I followed him into another alleyway, but when I looked around he wasn't there."

"What?"

"He just vanished."

"What did this "person" look like?"

"Well, actually it was kinda strange looking person. You wouldn't believe…"

"What did HE look like" Key growled louder now.

"Like I said, you wouldn't…"

"WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE? ANSWER ME!" Key roared in complete irritation.

"Okay, Okay," The shopkeeper said stressed. "He was a Grovyle, about 3 feet, black jumpsuit, red metal mask, metal gloves, and feet coverings. The Archen looked normal except with a mask."

Key looked at the man, now gripping his hand extremely tight. He then blow out slightly, and said "Thank you, your eyewitness account will be essential to an ongoing investigation on the mysterious figure. The thieves will be charged with theft and attempted murder." Key began to walk away when he realized something "Sir, why haven't you gone to a hospital yet?" The shopkeeper shrugged "I guess with everything happening so fast, I was still recovering from the shock of it all. Plus I could still walk" "Well, go and have that bullet removed. If not, you'll be in hell for a few weeks. Trust me." The shopkeeper began to rise and stated "Yes, that would be the best course of action."

Key then called an ambulance worker to take the shopkeeper on one of the ambulances. Key then began to pace, pondering on where the Red Mask could have gone.


Larry loved fruits. He adored them, especially berries. What he hated, however, was losing his favorite, an Oran berry, under the seat. Thus, we find the young monferno reaching under the seat in a futile attempt to reach it. His eyes closed, he seems desperate to get it out, but can't seem to muster the length to get it. He retracts his hands and climbs on the seat. He then ponders on how he should get it. Then, by chance, he sees something zipping by, hopping from building to building. As he does so, another shape follows him closely. Jim couldn't make out any details, but he could tell that the faster figure had a long cape, and a red iron mask. As he hopped further away, Jim came closer to the right door and watched him disappear. Larry then sat back and thought to himself one profound thought. Had he seen legendary Red Mask just now? As he sat back thinking, John came into the car, and said to the monferno, "Hey, we're heading home right now." The monferno just continues to think. After starting the car, John looked down, and tossed the Oran berry he was desperately trying to get earlier. "Here, have a little snack for the trip. We've both had a long night." Monferno simply looked at the berry and thought you're telling me.


So, here's my second chapter. Again, constructive criticisms are welcome, as well as any errors (I mean, ANY errors) that you come across. I just want clarify that this is an AU set in the US. The first three chapters will revolve around introducing the setting and characters. The main character will be introduced in the next chapter. Meanwhile, it might take a while to conceive a third chapter, so it might take a while to update. For now, read, and tell me what you think! (P.S. As usual in Pokémon Fan fictions, Pokémon's thoughts are represented in Italics, while human thoughts are expressed through bolding. Any dialog have the quotation marks.)