Nokachi: I'm baaaaack!
Black: Well its about FUCKING time!
Red: C'mon, baby, we had a fun vacation, right?
Black: Yeah, but he should still have paid more attention to us!
Red: Will making out cheer you up?
Black: …a little bit.
Nokachi: Okeh pplz, this one wont be told from the point of view of our main characters, but don't worry, I have my reasons. As always, I own nothing… seriously, not even a mug for spare change.
WRITTEN OUT OF THE STORY: Then what are you typing this on?
Nokachi: I WILL FUCK YOU WITH A RAKE!
WRITTEN OUT OF THE STORY: I'd like to see you try.
Nokachi: *starts writing in plot device journal* There!
Random Female Background Character: Hey, sexy, wanna have some fun?
WRITTEN OUT OF THE STORY: HA! I guess that thing doesn't work as well as you thought it would. *turns to RFBC* And to anwer your question, yes i would! *walks away with her*
Mewtwo: What'd you get him laid for?
Nokachi: She's into rake-fucking men.
Mewtwo: Nice job... but wasn't he dead before?
Nokachi: I explained how he's back in the journal... but he'll die again after the rake fucking.
Mewtwo: Hm, how clever.
Nokachi: Anyways, where was I? There is no yaoi in this chapter. R&R! Me needz reviews!
Silver's POV
Well, now that my fiasco with Gold is over I should probably head back to the r- My ring tone, who could be calling? *checks phone* A restricted number? Ugh…
"Hello?"
"Hello, Silver? It's Giovanni."
"Well, father, what have you figured out?"
"Oh, its bad, Silver… Really bad…"
"What are we expecting?"
"Well, for one thing, Pryce is back."
"P-Pryce?"
"I know you have a history with him, and the details are a bit complicated, but he's back, but not as strong as before… but still, there are the others…"
"What others?"
"Lance."
"He's evil again?"
"Yup. Next is Cyrus, head of Team Galactic. And finally, this new guy, N. But he isn't too much to worry about, he seems harmless enough."
"What are they planning?"
"I'm not sure yet, but it's gonna be big, I say you prepare as well as you can."
"Will do, see if you can hamper their progress from the inside."
"I'll try, Giovanni out." *click*
"…*sigh* here we go again…"
MEANWHILE, WITH THE OTHER SECONDARY CHARACTERS…
"Okay, I guess since you will be joining us, we have to let you in on something." Wes announced to Cheren. "We are intelligence agents from the Orre region, and we have reason to believe that some major activity is about to erupt at this competition. You will have to co-operate with us if you want to get into the competition. But you can't waste any time at the events."
"Oh, don't worry, I have no intention to participate in this stupid crap."
"Well… that's good… may I ask why?"
"Personal reasons, and if you want me to co-operate, than you need to let me deal with them."
"Look, kid, you aren't in a position to bargain here, we have already told you too much, and the fact you are here for 'personal reasons' is extremely suspicious, we are taking you as a suspect who is co-operating, if you don't, we can turn you over to the local authorities, are we clear?"
"Listen buddy, I have some unattended business here, and I will not do anything for you until you allow me to take care of it."
"Don't start with me, or I'll blow your FUCKING HEAD OFF!"
"Both of you SHUT UP!" Mike interjected. "Wes, if we need him to help, we should be willing to at least hear him out. Now… Chezenzo, is it?
"Cheren."
"Chople berry?"
"CHEREN!"
"Becky?"
"Ugh…"
"Anyway, what is your 'thing' you have to take care of?"
"Grr… I really don't want to say… but here is the basics. My b-… girlfriend… is here, and I want to speak with her."
"That's all? I'm sure that we could manage that, right Wes?"
"Pfft, fine, whatever, take the punk to his little girlfriend, but I'm not coming."
"Do you know where she's staying, Shaniqua?"
"Cheren, and no. H-… She, got in as a VIP, so she's already in."
"Well, we can't get in until tomorrow, so lets just wait it out."
"I thought you guys were like, awesome spec-ops agents… but if you don't think you are good enough at your jobs to sneak into a large, unguarded pavilion…"
"Fine… but we need to plan this out thoroughly, I say we move in a couple of hours, when this place is mobbed with people trying to get in, we could use them as a distraction."
MEANWHILE, A FEW HOURS IN THE FUTURE…
Wes's POV
"Alright, this place is thoroughly mobbed." Mike announced, and he was right, a group of ravenous trainers a mile wide, and two miles deep was before them, all clambering at the gates. "I guess we can start now. Wes, you disguise as 'event staff' and find something for everyone to do."
"Ugh… why me?"
"Because Cheren has no training, and I'm busy giving out orders."
"FINE! But you owe me one." Alright, lets just get this over with… now… where to get a uniform?
"Hello, sir? Do you need some help?" A security guard came up behind me, and grabbed my shoulder. Perfect…
"Yes, actually, I need to know where the bathroom is." If you are gonna beat the shit out of someone, pick a bathroom… lots of hard surfaces.
"Oh, its right past this… swarming group of people… maybe I should escort you there."
"Thank you sir." And he took a riot shield off of a rack, and guided me through the crowd, and to the bathroom.
"Well, here we are."
"Cool… thanks…" And I take out my pistol, and smack him up-side the head, knocking him out… I honestly thought this wouldn't be so easy… oh well, I'm not complaining.
Now that I changed into his uniform, and hid the unconscious body in a bathroom stall, I need to get all the security and staff preoccupied… I'll see if I can do anything with that receptionist…
"Ma'm, your presence is requested in the lounge, we're having a meeting."
"Ummm… we don't have a lounge…"
"That's not important right now, just get to that meeting, its urgent."
"O…kay … I'll be right there…"
Now just to rile up the crowd… I bet I could use that intercom.
"Attention crazy ravenous pokemon trainers, today in the food court, we are serving free chicken and white bitches, I repeat, free chicken and white bitches." Just as I finished, a stampede of people ran past me to the food court, followed by the entire security staff with riot gear on. With the building deserted, I walked back over to Cheren and Mike. "Okay dudes, all clear."
"That was quick." Cheren remarked
"I'm good at what I do."
"Lets move out then." Mike announced. "C'mon Morbo."
"Its CHEREN!"
"Finnigan?"
"GRRRRR!"
Nokachi: Huzzah for a short chapter!
Red: You better have a good reason for keeping us out of the story for this chapter.
Nokachi: You'll see… I'm gonna hate myself later…
Black: What was that?
Nokachi: Oh… nothing…
Black: I don't like where this is going…
Nokachi: Remember, children, I own nothing in here, except the story, which is MINE! ALL MINE! R&R! Anon reviews are on, for all you site visitors with opinions!