Part two is here! I hope you like it. I forgot the disclaimer last chapter. I don't own pokemon. I do own Esteban, Teacher, Dodger, Virginia, Rotollo, and Turelli. Merry Christmas!


Part Two: The Streets

"The police? Really?" asked Dodger as we entered the Lilycove Police Department. "What part of 'King of the Criminal Underworld' do you not understand?"

There were no pokémon allowed out of their pokéballs or cages in the building, but apparently things were so hectic on Christmas Eve for the few people who stayed that no one cared if Balthasar was walking next to us. "Well, that's exactly why we're here. Police catch criminals and were looking for a criminal," I said.

"Police catch criminals, but we're looking for Turelli. They know better than to cross him. He has more strings he can pull than a puppet master. He has influence in all the major criminal outfits. Rocket, Magma, Aqua, Galactic, you name it. He even has puppets in the government, which is why he can never be brought to justice."

As we were walking there was a box nearby that said lost and found. I dumped all the stolen wallets I took from Aaron in there. "Well that's lovely. But we're not looking for Turelli, just Rotollo. Besides, the entire police force can't be that corrupt, can it?"

"You'd be surprised. Still, he wouldn't let something happen to one of his employees no matter how low. Like he said: if you mess with him you mess with Turelli."

I ignored his pessimistic views as we came close to the counter. There was Christmas music playing from a small radio on the desk. In front if us was a man complaining about his dead parrot. No, really, he was. "This is an ex-parrot!" he yelled to the red-headed, overworked officer in front of him.

Dodger got his attention. "Hey, the pet shop is down the street. This is the police station." He looked around surprised by the fact that Dodger was right. He quickly apologized and left with his dead parrot.

"Thank you," she said.

I quickly put on a British accent and said, "I'd like to register a complaint."

"Oh my God," she said as she shook her head.

"Uh, sorry," I said normally. "I couldn't resist. But seriously, we need some help."

"Like I told the other man," she said, "I'd love to, but we are all extremely busy. What with the holiday and all those officers on break and the increase in petty crime. I bet that whoever stole all those wallets near the Department Store some hours ago did that just to spite me. Really!"

I eyed Dodger who muttered, "What? It was Aaron!"

I turned back to the stressed officer. "Did you check the lost and found?" I pointed to the box.

"Like they are really going to end up there?" she asked, but she got up to look anyway. When she looked her eyes widened. She grabbed her radio. "Jason, found them. They're in the station...I know seriously, they did to it just to spite me...I told you...Got to go, more problems." She walked back to her desk and said, "You're life savers. What seems to be your problem?"

"Kidnapping," I said. "What do you have on a one Don Rotollo?"

"Oh my, that's serious!" she said. "Let me search the records."

I looked over her desk to look at her computer screen. "She won't find anything," Dodger said.

"There doesn't seem to be any file about a mister Don Rotollo, sorry," she said. I looked at the kid. He had an "I told you so" look. "However, kidnapping is pretty serious. I will send word of this and..." she stopped when she received a new e-mail. "'Joy, don't go looking into this.' Odd this is from the chief's office..."

"Wait, you're a Nurse Joy?" asked Dodger. I looked at the officer and I realized that she had similar face and hair color as almost every pokémon center nurse; however, I couldn't recognize her from the police uniform and different hair style.

"It's Officer Joy. Being a nurse never interested me," she answered. She looked back at the screen. "This is strange. I'm going to look into this anyway. I won't just stand by while innocent people are being kidnapped on Christmas Eve." She got up. "Sorry, kids, I have to look into this."

She left her desk and went into another room. "I told you this was a waste of time," said Dodger. "The police won't go up against Turelli for homeless kids, a couple pokémon, and you. I won't be surprised if they find her dead in an alleyway."

I looked around. Everyone was too busy to notice Joy's abandoned station. "Balthasar," I said. He looked up. "I need you to keep watch for any hostile police or thugs that might be after us. Dodger, help me out here." The Lucario started his sentry duty, and Dodger and I went around the desk and put my staff disk on the floor. Joy was still logged on. "Let's see. A few clicks. A few types. A smack on the computer, and a little bit of aura and..." a few sparks flew out of the computer and the monitor flickered. A window popped up. "...and I think I just broke this computer's security system."

Dodger looked impressed. "How'd you do that?"

"Auramancy and technology never mix. You just have to be careful not to explode the computer while you do it." I explained. "I am pretty sure that Rotollo has a file. It's just blocked so that the police never mess with Turelli." I searched for Rotollo. "Viola. The police do care," I said as I opened a file. "Blah blah blah...large bounty...blah blah blah...murder, kidnapping, grand theft auto...blah blah blah...Oh, this is interesting. He is known to operate out a warehouse operated by Marcus Turelli in the shipyard." I turned to Dodger. "See, not a waste of time. We know where to go."

"No we don't," Dodger replied. "Turelli practically owns the shipyard. By the time we find Rotollo he would have already passed Aaron on to someone else and have dealt with Virginia."

"Well," I said back, "we just need to start looking don't we."

Dodger wanted to continue arguing, but I got up, grabbed my staff, and started heading out of the police department. Balthasar followed. "What is the plan?" he asked.

"We head to the shipyard in hopes of finding Aaron and Virginia," I said. Dodger grudgingly followed.

After a few minutes if walking down the street, I suddenly felt a familiar presence. I told the other two that I would catch up to them. I sat down on a bench next to a person reading a newspaper with a bunch of bags. "Busy day, I take it?" she asked.

"No thanks to you, Teacher," I told her with a bit of annoyance. "Thanks for just leaving me there to go shopping."

My teacher put the newspaper aside and was eating a bag full of various berries. "Well, you are going to go rescue Virginia and Aaron, right? It's not fun spending Christmas with the Mafia."

"You know I hate when you always seem to know these things?"

"That is why I am the teacher and you are the student. One day you will have an experience without me which will finally make you a true Guardian of Aura. Berry?" She offered me a berry.

I looked at her. "Why the hell are you eating a bag of berries, anyway?"

"Because they are delicious, and you have all our berries and fruits.
Which reminds me, I got you these..." she pulled out a large fruit and a bag from one of her shopping bags. "You can never go wrong with a Christmas pineapple."

I stared at her. "Are you sure you're feeling all right?"

"What? It could come in handy. And it's not just a pineapple. It's a pineapple and a bag of figs and dates!" she said excitedly. "I couldn't remember which one was sweeter, but they are honest to goodness actual figs; not that figy berry crap."

I stared at her some more before taking the bag and fruit. I pulled out a dried fruit from the bag and ate it. "Mmm, figs..."

Just then, I noticed a couple cruel looking noticed. One was bald and the other had long dark hair. Baldy was taller and more built up than the long haired one. They muttered something about "that Tramp and Lucario" and asking where "that weird one" is as they passed. They were obviously some more of Rotollo's hit men. I quickly finished eating the fig and put the bag and pineapple into my one of my duster pockets.

"Seriously, why is Rotollo so pissed off about a stolen wallet?" I asked myself as I was grabbing my stuff. I then thought about the "M.T." on the wallet. "That wasn't Rotollo's wallet. That was Turelli's! Why the hell does Rotollo have Turelli's wallet?" My teacher just shrugged.

I didn't have enough time to think about it. I needed to catch up to Balthasar and Dodger before the thugs do. I got up. "Hey, there are still more things I need to give you!" complained my Teacher.

"No time!" I said to her. I started running through the crowd. As I was running, I was focusing my aura into my right hand and it started glowing its blue color. As I ran up behind grunt 1, I punched him in the back of his bald head releasing the stored energy at the same time. He fell to the ground and I just kept running so that Grunt 2 wouldn't catch me. Some of the passersby screamed as they saw me attack them. As I ran past Balthasar and Dodger I yelled, "Runrunrunrun!" They looked behind them and saw Rotollo's thugs running our way through the crowd.

They started running too, and when Dodger caught up to me he asked, "What the hell did you do?"

"Pissed them off, obviously," I answered.

"We must lose them," Balthasar said. I looked up. We were about to cross a street with traffic stopped at a stoplight. There was a bus stopped there.

"Bus!" I yelled. I glanced back. The grunts were getting closer. The light turned green as we approached the intersection. We had to cross a couple lanes of traffic. Balthasar easily jumped both lanes and landed on a small platform on the back of the bus before it started moving. Dodger weaved through the traffic easily enough so that he could climb onto the bus as it started moving. I however, was a little slow. I had to run through traffic causing the people to honk their horns, and I had to catch up with the bus. I got close before it started moving too fast and I jumped. I managed to grab a bar on the platform, and Dodger and Balthasar helped me up. The bus started moving faster, and we had to steady ourselves. I looked back and the two grunts were stuck at the intersection looking pissed. We all gave a sigh of relief and sat there on the bus resting.


"Part Three: The Shipyard" will be out Christmas Eve!

Sorry for this chapter's short length, but this is a short story after all. Also, sorry for the Monty Python reference.

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