After a two hour trip by sea, Andy steered the small speed-boat into the harbour of Evoru-island. Michael was already standing by with the mooring line and tied it to one of the poles that was sticking out of the dock.

Once the speed-boat was secured, both Andy and Michael grabbed their backpacks and walked across the docks towards the city itself.

In this time of year the city of Evoru, named just like the island as it was the only large city there, was almost empty. Michael and Andy walked through a street that would be buzzing with life when the Rorie-League was being held. Now most of the souvenir shops, hotels and diners were closed as there were just not enough tourists on the island to keep them open. Only near the docks were a couple of bars open, to accommodate those that came or left with cargo.

One place that was always open was the Pokémon Center and that was the building Andy was heading towards. Even though only few people came to Evoru when there was no League being held, there were still trainers that came to the island. And of course some of the locals had Pokémon.

"Nurse Joy!" Andy said as the entered the building. "My day is complete now I've seen you again!"

"Professor Bansing," the nurse replied politely. "How are you today?"

Andy walked over to the counter and leaned on it with one elbow. "When will you start calling me Andy?"

Nurse Joy smiled politely, but didn't respond to that. "How can I help you today?"

"Information, my dear Joy. We're here to investigate a legend and it would help if we could speak with someone who knows about them. Or maybe someone who knows the colony of Cyndaquil well."

"I can help with that," nurse Joy said and she calmly took a pen so she could write an address on a piece of paper for Andy. "His name is Charlie and he spends a lot of time near the colony. His wife has a grocery shop here in the city."

"You are an angel," Andy said as he took the piece of paper from Joy.

Nurse Joy smiled at him and then looked at Michael, who had been silently listening to their conversation. "Who is this?"

"This is my nephew and the second best Pokémon trainer of the world." Andy winked at the nurse. "As long as I'm around that is, he'd be the best if it wasn't for me."

Michael sighed and shook his head. "Really uncle, I'm nowhere near claiming to be a real Pokémon trainer. With just one Pokémon and no gym badges I have nothing to back I'm even a trainer, let alone claiming I'm one of the best."

"You will be," Andy reassured him with a firm pat on the back. "Let's go."

The nurse was smiling and she turned to Michael. "Good luck."

this remark made Michael smile as well, but Andy leaned with both hands on the counter and looked at the nurse. "Good luck? Why are you wishing him good luck?"

"Let's go, uncle," Michael said with a grin and he took the arm of his uncle to make him come along.

Andy allowed Michael to lead him away, but he turned his head towards Joy. "I can't believe you would say something like that! Like he would need luck when he hangs out with me!"

Nurse Joy was smiling and waving them goodbye.

"You broke my heart, dear Joy!" Andy said dramatically and the nurse giggled softly.

"You'll live," Michael said to his uncle, still grinning. In the doorway he raised his hand to the waving nurse Joy to say goodbye and together they left the Pokémon Center.

Once they were outside, Andy looked at the address on the paper, the broken heart already forgotten. As Andy was looking at the piece of paper, Michael took out his Pokéball, tapped the button once to enlarge it and pressed it a second time to release his Cyndaquil from it.

the Cyndaquil looked around to see where he was and sighed in relief when he noticed they were no longer surrounded by water.

"This way," Andy said and he started walking in the direction of the grocery shop. Michael nodded and beckoned his Cyndaquil to follow as well.

The three walked silently through the city, two elderly women watched them as the passed them. Andy smiled at them and winked, making the women turn to each other and whisper.

As they were walking, they came across a small flower bed with beautiful red flowers unlike Michael had ever seen and Cyndaquil walked over to them to examine them, as he had never seen such flowers before either. After a careful sniff the Cyndaquil sneezed and as he sneezed orange flames erupted from his back.

"Whoah," Andy said when he noticed that. "Does he always do that when he sneezes?"

Michael nodded to show his uncle was correct. "Ever since I found him. When he sneezes his backflames appear."

Andy walked over to the Cyndaquil, the flames on his back had disappeared again. "Must be some kind of involuntary reaction related to the pressure of a sneeze, though I can't say I've ever seen a Cyndaquil do that."

As Andy was talking, the Cyndaquil was sitting on the ground and looking up at the tall man in front of him.

"Can I make him sneeze again?" Andy then asked.

"I don't mind," Michael said, knowing very well something like this would spark his uncle's curiosity.

Now that he had the approval of his nephew, Andy plucked one of the flowers and tickled Cyndaquils nose with it. As expected, Cyndaquil sneezed again and again his backflames ignited. "Interesting," Andy muttered and Cyndaquil sneezed a second time. After this, the backflames died out again. "I know that when Cyndaquil are angry or surprised, like when they are attacked, they flare up their back for protection. That it can happen when they sneeze is new for me, but it does make sense in a way. Really interesting." He took a pen and a small note-block from his pocket and quickly made a note of it, before turning to his nephew and winking. "I'm glad you came along. Let's be on our way, the grocery store is right around the corner.