Hey, guys. Just finished another semester in college, so now I have more time to upload more chapters. I thank you guys for waiting. For those who've read my fanfic since the beginning, you've been very patient.

Somewhere at a beach, near the area of the "Hulk vs. Lugia" brawl, a pair of eyeglasses washes ashore; unfolded and with one of the lens cracked. Silver walks along the shoreline, until he stops right near the glasses and picks them up. He holds them up to his face, then lets out a small smile and laughs deviously under his breath.

At a town somewhere, Lucas and Brendan are reading a newspaper article with the title "HULK: THREAT OR MENACE TO POKÉMON WORLD?" on the front page as they're sitting on a bench outside a small store.

Lucas: (reading the article in the paper along with Brendan) "'…mercilessly attacking Regigigas. The ensuing threat of this man-beast is steadily escalating. People and their Pokémon are advised to find shelter and keep Pokémon in their Pokéballs at all times in case the one called 'Hulk' comes within one mile of any town or city. Caution must be notified.'"

Lucas stands up and angrily says, "Oh, this is ridiculous!" as he crumples the paper up in a ball and dumps it in the trashcan on the left side of the bench. He tramps away – scowling, hands dug deep in his pockets –in a fit of anger. After a beat, Brendan gets up and quickly follows his friend.

Brendan: (to Lucas) "Hey. Dude! Wait up! (Finally caught up to Lucas, concerned) Lucas. What's going on? What's wrong with you?"

Lucas: (ticked) "What's wrong with me!? What's wrong is that they're publicizing the Hulk in an even more negative light! It's bad enough Banner is stuck here in this world; now he has to be advertised as 'the most dangerous man in the world' and 'public enemy #1', on account of being tabloid fodder for the journalists and photographers; they just want someone – anyone – who is so famous, or in this case infamous, to put on the paper when they are at their worst, that readers will want to read more of them! It's a negative vacuum, that's for sure!"

Brendan: "Let's not forget its adding fuel to the fire."

Lucas: (angry) "I know, (woeful) but still…"

They stop walking. Lucas sits on the edge of the sidewalk, resting his head on his hands in sadness and worry. Brendan sits next to him.

Brendan: (putting his hand on Lucas' back, sympathetic) "Look, dude; take it easy. Don't be so hard on yourself. Getting angry over something someone else did or is doing right now is not going to solve the problem."

Lucas: "Sorry. But… but Banner is our friend. The only reason I can think of why he's doing this is that he's not angry; he's afraid."

Brendan: "I know and it's okay. And don't worry; we're going to find him. I promise."

Lucas gives him a warm smile. "I'm sorry to interrupt this touching moment…" said a voice behind them. They stand back up and turn around to see Silver. "…but I hear you're looking for someone." Brendan asks suspiciously, "Who the heck are you?" "Brendan!" reprimanded Lucas, "I am so sorry. My friend is very quick to judge."

Brendan: "Because I got a good reason why."

Lucas slaps the back of Brendan's head hard.

Brendan: (rubbing the back of his head, annoyed) "Ow!"

Silver: "Anyway… who are you looking for?"

Lucas: "A friend of ours."

Brendan gets Lucas to turn around so that both their backs face the redheaded boy.

Brendan: (whispering) "What the heck are you doing?! We don't know who this guy is! We don't even know if we can trust him!"

Silver: (clearing his throat) "Ahem! You guys do know that I'm still right here, right?"

Brendan and Lucas quickly turn back around, forgetting that the person they're referring to is right behind them. They chuckle nervously and do awkward/anxious gestures. Silver is a little turned off by the two's sudden awkwardness.

Brendan/Lucas: (nervously) "Oh-ho-ho-ho-hoh. /No, no, no. /We were just…/ We didn't know…/ …talking to ourselves… /…you were behind us. / …about someone else. / Yeah, totally! /Totally!"

They put on embarrassed smiles and Silver became wide-eyed, but (almost) still stone-faced.

Silver: (uneasy, raises an eyebrow) "O… kay."

(Beat)

Silver: "Anyway… Now, if you two will excuse me, (he takes out Banner's glasses from his shirt pocket and holds them up to his face, Lucas immediately recognizes them) I have to go to an antique shop to sell some stuff for yen."

Lucas: (referring to the glasses) "Where did you get those?"

Silver: "Oh, these? I found them laying on the sidewalk as soon as I entered the town. I figured that since they didn't belong to nobody…"

Brendan: "We know who they belong to."

Silver: "Who?"

Brendan: "Our friend."

Brendan snatches the specs out from Silver's hands.

Silver: (crossing his arms, sighs) "Fine. Take them. It's not like they'll do you good in finding… whoever you're talking about."

Lucas and Brendan walk away, with Brendan looking back to give Silver a serious stare. Silver shrugs and turns around to walk in the other direction.

Silver: "Especially with Giovanni taking Banner to his hideout."

The two trainers stop dead in their tracks after Silver said the name "Banner". They look behind, turn around, and start to run towards him. Hearing them approach, Silver gets a look of satisfaction on his face, with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. Brendan and Lucas finally catch up with him.

Lucas: "I can't believe it! You know who Banner is?"

Brendan: (suspicious) "And who took him. Hmmm."

Lucas: "How?"

Silver: "I met him at a diner in Wishcomb city. That was where – and when – he started to go green."

Brendan: "You also said something about a hideout. What hideout?"

Silver: "You mean where they took Banner to?"

Brendan/Lucas: "Yes."

Silver: "Well, you don't have to worry about a thing. I know where it is. Come with me and I'll take you there so you can save your friend."

Lucas: "Oh! That's great."

Brendan: "Hmm, I don't know..."

Lucas: (glaring at Brendan, sternly urging) "Brendan..."

Brendan: (sighs) "Oh, alright! Fine!"

The three walk together on the city's sidewalk in the direction out of the city. Silver is thinking in his mind,

"(chuckles deviously) Oh, father. You have no idea of what you've just done."