Oh man! It's been WAYYYY too long since I updated. FORGIVE ME!!!!! School is killer. I hope you can find it in your hearts to forgive me… Lots of love to my faithful readers (If any of you are left…)! I'll get working on chapter seven IMMEDIATELY!!!!!!
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Misdreavus did everything in his power to not rush inside the cramped room to save Seth. It wouldn't be his smartest idea…

"Key…" Misdreavus thought, looking for the item that opened doors. A glint of gold caught his eye and he noticed a gold key sitting on the table. With a nod, the small Pokémon cloaked himself and floated in that direction. He lifted the shiny object and turned to leave, but something about poor Seth sitting there made him float that way.

He offered a quiet shriek to alert Seth of his presence, and the black haired boy turned to see him.

"Misdreavus" he mouthed and the Pokémon cuddled up to him.

"Mac" Misdreavus nodded his head and Seth looked up at Mars. He undid the necklace around his neck and fastened it to Misdreavus' neck.

"Get her" Misdreavus was gone in a flash.

Mars heard a noise and saw Seth watching her smugly. Mars smiled deviously.

"She's here." Several grunts turned terrified ayes to her.

"What should we do?" someone asked.

"Prepare for her." She turned to Seth. "Remove him."

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Mac looked around with Drifblim for an entrance. She sighed with defeat when the only way in was through the locked door. She blew a hair out of her face exasperatedly, and sat down with her head in her hands. Drifblim nuzzled her softly while Mac stroked her head.

"Now I've lost my best friend, my first Pokémon, and I can't find a way in to this stupid place!" Drifblim was startled by her trainer's outburst, but realized exactly how she felt. She'd known what it felt like to be alone…

The sky was dark, but that was no problem for the traveling group of Drifblim and Drifloon. A flash of lightning caused the group to panic and scatter. Team Galactic appeared out of nowhere and started capturing all the Pokémon they could get their hands on.

"MOM!" the smallest Drifloon shrieked. Her mother turned terrified eyes to her daughter before being struck down by a Mightyena. A Galactic member stood tall and proud over the dead Pokémon at his feet. By the look of him, he was the leader watching the Pokémon scatter. The small Drifloon hid underneath several bushes and watched the bloody display.

Her family were captured, killed, or escaped. Not many made the third category. She shivered because of the cold and waited for a chance to escape.

Morning streamed through the branches surrounding the Pokémon. She floated upward and made her way away from the massacre that occurred that night.

After hours of flying, she collapsed in a soft area of grass. Unconsciousness flooded her vision and she could no longer fight the blackness…

"Is it alive?" A voice, a boy's voice. Drifloon opened her eyes to see dark eyes staring into her own. She shrieked and the boy stood up frightened. "You try." A small, petite blond haired girl turned frightened blue eyes to the Pokémon. Drifloon's fear fled in an instant just staring at the little girl. Ghost energy radiated from the little girl and Drifloon reached out for her. She picked up the Pokémon and cuddled it to her chest.

"You're cute." The girl said while Drifloon closed her eyes. "I'm Mac."

Mac turned to Drifblim, tears lining her eyes, and the Pokémon held her.

"Thanks, Drifblim. It's just, why is life so hard?" The Pokémon shrugged and nuzzled her. A familiar shriek resounded through the grounds. Misdreavus appeared clutching two items.

"You found a key!" Mac exclaimed and Misdreavus set another item in her palm.

"A necklace?" there was a small topaz fitted in the clutches of two Dragonair. The two Pokémon were curled around each other with their mouths open. Inside both mouths a topaz was fitted. Realization dawned in her dark blue eyes.

"Seth!?" Mac turned to Misdreavus. He nodded. "Seth's here!?" Relief and hope flooded through her and she jabbed the key into the lock.

Mac and the two Pokémon burst into the room only to run into two grunts, both young and different genders. The boy had short, shaggy gray hair and brown eyes while the girl had a purple-ish tint to her hair with cold blue eyes.

Mac watched them.

"What do you want?" The girl asked uninterested chewing on a piece of gum. The boy nudged her with a glare.

"That's the girl we're supposed to get rid of." He whispered. She shrugged.

"Whatever." She popped a bubble. The boy rolled his eyes and released a Zubat. The girl let out a Glameow.

"Misdreavus, use Confuse Ray on Zubat. Drifblim, use Stockpile." A light shone from the pink "necklace" around Misdreavus' neck and he launched it at the Zubat. The opponent Pokémon didn't have time to react.

"Zutzu, use Bite!" the confused Pokémon attacked, but bit the Glameow. The Glameow yelled out in pain as the Zubat continued to attack it.

In the meantime, Drifblim was storing energy with Stockpile.

"Use Spit Up." A large surplus of energy was thrown in the two opponent Pokémon's struggle.

"Finish it off with an Ominous Wind and a Psybeam." The air turned dark as Drifblim called forth dark energy and battered the opponent Pokémon around. Misdreavus loosed a beam of psychic energy into the fray and the two Pokémon fainted.

The boy looked at Mac with so much loathing it made her cringe away as he lifted the fainted Pokémon off the floor. The girl remained indifferent.

"How could you!" he yelled to her. "I worked so hard to protect my family with this Zubat, but now they'll take him away forever…" his expression of rage softened. He was young, too young to be a part of Team Galactic. He turned his warm brown eyes to her.

"We were just a distraction. Mars and the rest of the team have left already." He looked crestfallen as the girl walked away and left the fainted Glameow on the floor. Mac kneeled by him and he flinched at her touch. He continued cradling the fainted Pokémon.

"Team Galactic is evil—" Mac started, but the boy cut her off.

"I know."

"Then why are you helping them?" the boy was quiet and averted his eyes.

"My family is poor. They offered money to my family if I helped them. It's that simple." Mac shook her head.

"They steal Pokémon for money and sell them for outrageous prices. Judging by the fact that my missing friend was here, I'm guessing they're also the ones that kidnapped him. These people are bad news." The boy looked at her.

"They told me you were evil and trying to keep them from saving the earth." His brown eyes searched hers for any sign of malicious intent, but found nothing more than a kind, timid, teenage girl. "Judging by what they're known for, I'm guessing they were lying." Mac gave him a tiny smile.

"Thanks." She helped him stand up as he returned the Zubat to its pokéball. He saw the abandoned Glameow and returned it to a pokéball. He noticed Mac staring at him and shrugged.

"If Hillary doesn't want Missy, I'll take her." Mac guessed Missy was the Glameow's name. The boy hung his head.

"I'm sorry for attacking you…" he trailed off. Mac offered him another tiny smile.

"It's okay." She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards Florama. He watched her curiously.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you to the Poké center." He gave her an incredulous look. "You have two injured Pokémon and I can never leave hurt Pokémon in trouble."

"Thanks…" she smiled again.

"Just, try not to attack me again." He chuckled.

"I'll try."