Save 5- Team Prism

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The gates to Taurus Town were flocked with people, Trainers and civilians alike. The sun had just risen after several hours of walking in the dark, and I was semi-unconscious. Throughout my hike of the rolling hills of Route 3, I had encountered several Trainers and several new Pokemon. But, as I only had one Pokeball left, I had been unable to catch any of them.
I slipped into the Pokemart and restocked on supplies.
I didn't really have any particular reason to stay in Taurus Town, considering the fact that there was neither a Gym, nor, to my knowledge, any individual with information regarding Delta Transitioning.
One day, I told myself, I will stay here for one day, then get back to my journey.
I walked among the small worn streets, taking in the sights. There wasn't anything particularly interesting about the town, considering it seemed to have been established as a transit between Centauri and Carina. There was a small park area with an abstractly carved fountain in it, but little else.
A man stood beside the fountain impatiently, as if he were waiting for something and he had been doing it for a long time.
He was dressed in solid green: green leather jacket, forest green T-shirt, green camouflage pants, an emerald P emblazoned on his breast pocket. The man was decked out from head to toe in green. He kept looking around quickly, annoyingly, irritably. He constantly glanced at his watch.
I stood aside, leaning against a tree, watching the suspicious man.
After several moments, another man appeared, wearing the exact same attire as the first. The first man looked at him, annoyed. I walked forward a little to hear better.
"Agh! You're late!" said the first man.
"Sorry, there were complications." said the second, "The guy was gone and he'd taken it with him."
"So what, did you get it?"
"Not yet, but-"
"You idiot! You know what'll happen to us if we tell Remus we didn't get that safe?"
"I know but-"
"We could lose our jobs, and my promotion! Not to mention, we will definitely end up in prison!"
"It's just-"
"Wait!" said the first man suddenly, "How long has that kid been standing there?"
The two men stared directly at me from across the park.
"You!" called the first man, "Over here. NOW!"
I cautiously moved ahead.
"What all did you here?"
"Nothing." I said.
"What should we do, Ray?' said the second man.
"Okay, I don't know how much the kid knows." said the first man, "He could be a problem."
"What should we do about it?"
"We handle it like any other problem: We find a solution." He pulled out a Pokeball from inside his jacket.
The second man nodded and did the same.
"Congratulations kid. You're about to taste the power of Team Prism!"
They threw their Pokemon out at the same time.
Bellsprout.
Oddish.
I jumped back and threw out two Pokemon of my own: Riolu and Shinx.
"Force Palm!" I ordered Riolu.
Riolu obeyed and sent a jolt of Aura energy directly into the enemy Bellsprout. The plant Pokemon staggered back, then planted its roots firmly into the ground and retaliated with Vine Whip.
Oddish rushed in and shook its leaves, covering Riolu in Poison Powder.
"Spark!"
Shinx rushed in and released a cry as bolts of static burst from his fur, paralyzing the opposing Oddish.
"Stun Spore!" came the cry of one of the Team Prism Grunts.
Oddish waddled forward a little and shook its leafy head, releasing a billowing cloud of yellow-green particles.
Shinx swiftly avoided the attack and countered it with Bite.
The Oddish looked tired and out of it, I could see that he was in critical condition. One more hit and he was out.
"Vine Whip!" said Team Prism Grunt 2.
Bellsprout slammed its root-like body into Riolu, who responded with a sudden Quick Attack.
Shinx charged at the weakened Oddish and sent it back into its Pokeball with a blinding Spark.
Bellsprout lasted little longer, knocked out with a Counter from Riolu.
The battle won, I called my Pokemon back into their Pokeballs.
"No!" screamed Grunt 1.
"We cannot lose to a pipsqueak like you!" roared Grunt 2.
The two Grunts looked at each other, then returned their burning gaze to me.
"You couldn't possibly understand the work put forth by Team Prism." said Grunt 1.
"The next time we fight, you'll regret having ever messed with Team Prism." said Grunt 2. He looked at Grunt 1, "C'mon, let's get outta here!"
The ran quickly, and were gone before I could consider chasing them.
What was that all about?
Team Prism? That's what they had called themselves, Team Prism. That didn't settle well with me and I had the strangest of feelings that I'd be hearing more of them in the later future.
What had they been talking about before they battled me? Something about a safe? I thought for a moment, then decided that, for now, I'd let the matter rest. After that strange encounter, I decided that I should leave this town, before anything else happened.
I left the park and headed toward the town gate, eager to get to the next city.
I healed my Pokemon and, when I was leaving the Center, heard a strange report from the television by the reception desk:
"-Bringing you another Altes Channel X News Report. Recently, there have been reports of a group stealing Pokemon from local Trainers. There are no suspects at the time, but Trainers are advised to take caution when dealing with strange individuals. Police are also requesting that household Pokemon be brought indoors at night and that they be under careful watch during the day. In other news, there have been reports of-"
The program went on for several minutes, but I wasn't paying attention.
Stealing Pokemon? That couldn't be- no, there was no way. I pushed aside the thought that had formed in my head. Impossible, Silas could not be responsible for this. Not for the theft of other Trainers' Pokemon. He'd stolen the Professor's but- no. These two events were in no way connected. Couldn't be. Impossible.
I had to leave. I had to get out of there.
One thought continued to pervade my mind as I left the Center and made my way through the town. And that was that there had to be and explanation. I reviewed the facts as I knew them: Theft, Silas, Team Prism.
No, none of this made sense.
I ran through the gates and trudged along Route 4, eternally questioning all these things which seemed to make no sense.
I battled my way forward and continued onward, slipping into Carina City without any thought as to what was going to happen once all of these pieces finally started to line up.

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Sorry for the wait, I rewrote this Chapter like eight times before I finally decided I needed to continue on with the story.

Expect Chapter 6 in the near future, and I will be continuing on with the actual plot, soon.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this Chapter despite the fact that it is in no way the story's finest point, and doesn't do much to advance the plot, and- Sorry, I'll let you leave now.

Please review, tell me what you think. If you have any questions, I'll try to have them answered. Let me know if there were any major editing mistakes I didn't pick up on, et cetera, etc., etc.

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