Hey guys, I just want to apologize for this coming out so late. I had state and college testing plus I have been sick for the past few days. All in all, it has been a pretty crappy month. Anyways, enough of my sob story and onto the reviews.

Monpoke: Honestly, I have something planned that should make this a little more unexpected. Hopefully it will be a nice twist and something nobody expects.

Philip Harbindinger: The poacher's speech was intentional. I wanted them to seem like idiots. I'm glad that I was able to make them sound the way I wanted. You are right about the move Recover. There is almost no use for the move because it is not well balanced. The only time I have seen that move actually work was when I used Hypnosis and then used it during a gym battle. If you can't buy yourself some time. The move is completely useless. This is for all of the soldiers fighting for our freedom in the U.S. I pray that everyone one of them return from the battlefield unscathed and those that don't will never be forgotten. I hope that everyone in Brussels attack will recover and that the ones responsible will be punished.

I admire the military. I guess in a world of villains and heroes, they're my heroes. Their dedication, their commitment, their discipline, their code of ethics.

John Cena

Chapter 6

Devin's POV

Robert guided me through the house into the kitchen area. It was very large with all of the appliances lined up against the wall. There was a large island in the middle of the kitchen with several stools surrounding. Two of the stools were occupied by a man and a woman. The man was about six feet five inches. He had dark skin and eyes just like Robert. His hair was a dark brown. His face seemed kind and trusting, but I had a hard time trusting anyone in the past and I wasn't going to start today. The woman was quite a bit shorter than the man. She seemed to be about five foot six inches. Her skin was a shade lighter than her husband, and her hair was a deep brown.

"Hello there. What's your name, little one?" the woman asked kindly. A wave of nervousness washed over me. I didn't know these people and they were already asking questions.

"My n-name is D-Devin." I stuttered.

"Is that your first name?" the man asked just as kindly. I slowly nodded my head.

The woman looked at her husband then looked back to me. "Devin, what is your last name. We just want to help you find your brother." she said.

"L-Lee. We got separated in the woods when we were heading to the next town." I said quickly, praying that I hadn't said to much. Despite their kindness, I was sensing something from them. Nothing bad, but definitely not in my own interest.

"Ok, we will get started on finding your brother. We have some strings that we can pull and we will be sure to pull them." the man said standing up. "Robert, why don't you take Devin to your brother's room? I'm sure Devin would like to play with someone his own age."

"Ok, Dad. Come on Devin, it's this way." Robert said waving for me to follow. I reluctantly followed.

Elweard's POV

I tracked Devin all the way to a gated fence. The bars went up ten or so feet making it hard for me to get over. As I tracked Devin's aura, I noticed that the property was somewhat nice. It wasn't fancy but it was the farthest thing from lower class. The house was odd to me. It was quite the contrast to the houses I was used to seeing. I followed the aura trail to the front door. I sighed deeply and tried looking for any open windows. To my dismay, the large single story house did not have a single window open. I did find the room Devin was in. He seemed to be in a bedroom. I couldn't see much, but I did see Devin and another boy playing. Devin seemed intent, but his aura was flaming with embarrassment. He just so happened to look up and see me. He brightened up for a second, then returned to playing. His aura showed his relief and I smiled.

"Devin, don't react. I am going to get your brother. I'll be back as soon as I can. If you have anything to say use your thoughts." I said through aura.

"You guys better hurry! I have a bad feeling about these people. They are nice but they aren't acting like regular people. The kid here with me said that both of his parents work for some agency. He doesn't know which one, but I don't think it matters!" Devin said nervously.

"Alright, you hold tight. I'll be sure to get back here as soon as possible." I replied as I dashed off towards the way I had come.

Third Person POV

"Hun, I talked to Phil. He said that he would have word out about the boy's missing brother." the woman said as she entered the office.

"That's good. I hope that Robert's description was good enough." the man replied as he studied the computer screen. "Man, this does not make any sense." He muttered.

"What's wrong?" Crystal asked.

"Devin Lee is in the system. He was born in the Kanto Children hospital in Saffron City."

"Ok, so what's the problem?" Crystal asked.

"The problem is that there are no records of his his parents. There are no records of vaccinations and there are no records of any kind of schooling. In fact, the records that we do have only appeared about a month ago."

"Dean, are you telling me that this kid isn't even in the system? How is that possible? The first thing the doctors are supposed to do is input newborns into the computers." Crystal replied. Dean looked perplexed and began to type another query on his laptop.

"It says here that the attending physician is Doctor Len G. Dary." Dean said as he looked up from his computer.

"I'll get to work contacting him. Also, I pulled up a list of possible relatives. Two names popped up that really interested me. There was an Austin Lee and an Emily Lee. Ages: eleven and eight. They too were delivered by the same doctor and their records suggest that they only existed for about three to four weeks. There is no information on parents nor are there any records of vaccinations, schooling, or even a social security number. Looking at the birth certificates, I'd that these are the worst fakes I have ever seen. The problem is that they can't be fake."

"Here is something else in Devin Lee's file. It says that Austin Lee is the boy's legal guardian." Dean said looking back to the computer screen.

"That can't be right. Austin Lee's birth certificate states that he is eleven years old. You have two be twenty-one in order to be the legal guardian of a child." Crystal stated.

"What about this Emily Lee? What does it say about her?"

"She is eight, and she has a junior trainer permit under her older brother. Other than that, her records are basically nonexistent like the rest."

"You better call up Phil and tell him that these kids just don't exist in our records." Dean sighed. He wiped his brow and leaned back in his chair.

"Do you think they are illegals?" Crystal asked.

"No, but I do suspect that their parents didn't want them to be known. I think that we are dealing with three runaways." Dean dismissed.

"If that is the case, what will we have to do?" Crystal asked.

"We can't do much with the two older ones. One is a trainer and the other has junior trainer permit. Unfortunately, we may have to take Devin away from his brother and sister. He is too young to have a JTP and his brother should not even have guardianship over him. Just call Phil up and I'll research this doctor Len Dary and try to get a hold of him." Dean said sullenly.

Dean and Crystal sometimes hated their jobs. Breaking apart families even for the betterment of the children was a hard thing to do in some cases. Unfortunately, that was their job. They went about their various task in silence, and thought about what they would tell Devin when the time came.

Austin's POV

By the time Elweard got back, it was getting dark. He told me that he had found Devin at someone's house. When I asked him why didn't bring Devin back he said that it would be bad if he had broken in. I thought that he was joking at first but then he said that the house belonged to a couple of agents. Figuring that Elweard had made the best choice, I accepted his testament. I wanted to get Devin out of there, but I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. Despite the darkness, I still wanted to get Devin out of there. Elweard talked me out of it. He said that it was too dangerous for us to be stumbling around in the dark.

I was up by six A.M. the next morning. Elweard stayed out of his Pokéball the entire night and helped me get everything packed up. We ate a quick breakfast of granola bars and Elweard began leading us to the house where Devin was being held.

Are you sure that this is the right direction?" I asked as we walked through the woods. "When you said that it was a gated house, I thought you followed a road to get there."

"Yes, we are going the right way. There was a road, but I did not follow it. I just backtracked the way I came." Elweard replied. I sighed impatiently. After another hour we finally reached the gate. There was an electrical code box for the gate. Just under the gate's code box was a single button and a speaker.

"Should I press that?" I asked pointing at the speaker and button.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt. Besides, I don't see any other way of getting in." Emily replied.

I pressed the button and waited. After a few seconds, I pressed it again.

This time, a voice answered. "This is the Walker residence, is there something I can help you with?"

"Yes, have you seen my brother? He is about five years old with red hair and green eyes." I asked. There was a long pause before the voice replied.

"You better come in. There is something we need to discuss." the voice answered with a deep sigh. I sick feeling began to form in the pit of my stomach. The gate opened and we all walked inside.

A man and a woman stood on the front porch. They looked from Elweard to me, then to Emily. They seemed anxious, especially when they saw Elweard. As we approached the porch, the man stepped off and came toward us.

"You must be Austin and Emily. Your little brother told us a little about you two. Why don't we go inside and get acquainted." the man said as he held out his hand for a handshake.

"Yeah that's us. We are just here to pickup our brother. We really don't want to be a bother." I said politely.

"Unfortunately, there is something that we need to discuss. Please, come inside." the man frowned. I sighed and nodded. The man and woman turned around and went inside the house.

We were all seated in the living. It was painted a golden brown color and had cream colored carpet. The two couches were dark brown leather with metal studs pressed into the edges of the armrests. There was a large TV cabinet placed in front of the couches. Two windows lit the room from behind the couches.

"My name is Dean, and this is my wife Crystal." the man introduced. We shook hands and Dean began to look between the three of us. "You are probably wondering where your brother is. Am I right?"

"Yes, sir. Is he here?" I asked.

"Yes, he is, but we cannot allow you to take him back." Crystal spoke up.

"What? Why?" I yelled.

"We are apart of the Children welfare and safety agency. It is the sister agency of the Child Protection Services. We basically assess a child's well being in a questionable home. Devin lives on the road with you. Am I correct?" Dean explained.

"Yeah, I got the papers saying that I am his legal guardian right here." I replied as I began to search through the my bag. I quickly found it and handed it to Dean. He looked it over carefully before handing it to me.

"I don't know how you got that, but it is a fake. It is illegal for the government to issue a guardianship to anyone under the age of twenty-one. We found all of this in our database. Your records are almost nonexistent. All we had was this paper and your birth certificates. Do you have any explanation for that?" Crystal said.

"No, we don't." Emily muttered.

"Where are your parents?" Dean asked.

"They… died. In a car wreck. I became a trainer a month ago. That was when I got the guardianship papers. I didn't want to leave Devin in some home." I explained. I hoped beyond hope that the sob story would make them keep Devin with us. The pit in my stomach that formed earlier, deepened considerably. Dean began to shake his head sadly.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I truly am. I know what it is like to lose a parent. I lost my father to cancer when I was twelve. But, Devin cannot go with you. He must be in a place where he can be raised appropriately. It just is not lawful for him to be with you two." Dean said remorsefully.

"B-but you don't understand! He has to be with us. We… we are trying to meet up with some relatives! They can take care of us!" Emily yelled between sobs.

"We don't have any records of living relatives. We will try to find these relatives if they exist, but he will not be staying with you for the remainder of your journey." Dean said steadfastly.

"Can… can we at least see him?" I asked. I was trembling profusely and could not seem to get control of the tremors. Dean nodded and stood up. Waving to us, he walked into the hallway. We walked through the hallway a few feet then stopped in front of a door. Dean knocked lightly then waited. The door clicked and cracked open and a little boy appeared.

"Hey, Shawn. Is Devin in there with you?" Dean asked. Shawn nodded and opened the door. Devin was on the lone bed of the room. He sat there holding his wallet as if it were a phone and stared at it deeply. He looked up and saw me and Emily. He jumped up in excitement, dropped the wallet on the bed, and rushed over to us. He hugged me tightly which left me slightly shocked. He then did the same to Emily. He ran back into the room and picked up the wallet he dropped.

"When are we going to get back on the road?" he asked happily.

"Do you mind if we have some privacy?" I asked Dean. He nodded curtly then backed out of the room.

"Shawn, you continue to play and let me know if anything goes wrong. Do you understand?" Dean asked. Suspicion leaked from his voice. The boy nodded then returned to playing.

Devin gave me a worried glance as Dean left the room.

"Austin, what is going on?" Devin asked tersely. I hesitated and looked at Emily. She only shrugged and mouthed for me to tell Devin what was going on.

"Turns out, these people work for an agency that deals with family issues and crap like that. They believe that we are some sort of fake family or something, and want to take you away." I said in a whisper.

Devin's skin paled and a horrified look overtook his face. He began to tremble. Out of anger or fear, I could not tell. Several long seconds crawled by before anyone said anything. Devin interrupted the silence with a small but harsh laugh.

"So, we aren't even close to finishing this nightmare and it goes from bad to worse. I guess Murphy's Law wins again! So what are you going to do? Leave me here in this world and head home? I know that you think I am a large pain. Leaving me here would make you so much happier!" Devin yelled angrily.

The sudden explosion of anger took me by surprise. The bad thing was that I could deny what he said. He has been the cause of the problems we all are having. He couldn't shut his loud mouth long enough to not get us shrunk down to kids again. But, no matter how much of a pain he has been, I was not going to leave him here. If I did, it would probably be the war of the worlds.

"Devin you have been more obnoxious in the past week then you have the entire time I've been alive. Despite that, I would never just leave you here by yourself. We will figure this out. Just be patient." I promised.

Devin didn't seem to buy it, but he didn't feel like arguing about it either. He looked down at the wallet in his hand and then pulled out a piece of paper. He handed it to me then jumped up on the large bed. I glanced at it and realized why he had been studying the picture so diligently. It was a picture of him, Jonah, and I at a paintball park. It was one of the few times that we had actually gotten along. I placed the picture in my pocket and pulled out Teresa's Pokéball.

"Here, I know that you feel like a toddler whenever she is around, but she will help you no matter what. I don't know what we are going to do yet, but I will let you know." I said as I tossed the ball to Devin. He grumbled a bit but quickly caused the old Pokéball to disappear.

"Devin, I promise you that we will get you out of here." Emily said quietly.

"I know. I just wish that we never got into this situation in the first place." Devin sighed. Suddenly his face lit up, which sent a shiver down my spine. "That's it! Go talk to their son, Robert! I told him about what happened to us on the way here! He may be able to help!" Devin said with a hushed yell. I quickly shushed him in order not to disturb the completely zoned out kid on the other side of the room.

"Who, is Robert?" Emily asked.

"He is the guy that got me away from the other guys." Devin explained.

"So, he is the one that decided that he should turn you into the government?" I asked coldly.

"He said he just wanted to help." Devin defended.

"Yeah? Well, his help ruined our plans!" I replied.

"Just talk to him, and get his help. He may be able to get us out of here." Devin said with a sigh.

"Alright. Whatever. We will see you later. Don't do anything stupid until we talk to you again." I said as I headed to the door. Devin muttered and stared at us as we left. My gut wrenched as I opened the door. I could feel Devin's gaze follow me even after I had left the room. I took a breath and walked back down the hallway. Emily followed quietly behind me. We found Dean and Crystal sitting in the same seats they were in when we first came in. We sat back down and Emily began the conversation with a question we both knew the answer to.

"Is there any way we can keep Devin with us? You have to understand, we haven't been separated ever. It would be painful for him to be taken." Emily started.

"Unfortunately, there is not a single thing we can do. The law is the law. The only reason we can't take you as well is because you are signed up with a JTP. Since you three just miraculously appeared. We are checking to see if you are even signed up as trainers by Professor Oak himself." Crystal replied. I froze for a second and knew what was coming next. If it happened. We would be completely and totally screwed.

Devin's POV

Since Shawn was in the room, I decided it would be best not to release Teresa. Instead, I decided to "play" with Shawn to keep up the appearance of being younger than I really was. At least that was what I told myself. Deep inside, I felt a strange urge to play with the large amount of toys that filled the room. The kid had just about everything you could actually want. From Lego to Hot Wheels. If it was kid friendly, he had it. I sat down next to a large tub of Lego and began to build something. I didn't have anything really in mind, I just felt like building something. After about fifteen minutes, I put a couple of finishing touches onto my creation. It was a fighter jet that I remembered from home. I based it off the F/A-18 Hornet flown by the Blue Angels. I sighed sadly. They planned routines with easy. Pulling off maneuvers that could kill them if they were only a centimeter off. Yet, we could not follow a plan that was designed for an idiot. I placed the plane on the ground and looked at Shawn. He watched me with fascination.

"How did you build that?" he asked in utter amazement.

"Practice." I shrugged. Shawn just stared at me. "What?"

"Can you show me how to do that?" the boy asked.

I thought for a moment before answering.

"Sure, but you have to do something for me. Ok?"

Jeffric's POV

"Celebi!" I yelled as I floated around the seemingly abandon shrine. Although the rain, overgrown briar, and vines gave the shrine an air of ancient abandon, shrine was not vacant. Inside, Celebi slept peacefully. Under normal circumstances, I would not have dreamt of waking the time guardian, but when her sleep was interfering with her job, I make exceptions.

Celebi was lying on a large pillow, probably something she "borrowed" out of time. I tried several times to get her to wake up but she would not budge. After quick deliberation, I closed my eyes and concentrated on lifting her up. I quickly tossed her out into the rain. To my amazement, she didn't even twitch her gossamer wings. I floated out into the rain and smacked her with a Wake-Up Slap. She did not move. I looked at the sleeping creature and couldn't help but to wonder what went wrong. My technique was flawless and the power was more than adequate. Suddenly, laughter broke out from inside the shrine. I looked back and my mouth dropped open. Celebi was standing at the entrance of the shrine, laughing at me. I looked back to where Celebi had been sleeping and found a small rock in her place.

"You should have seen your face! You looked as if you were going to die when your move didn't work!" she laughed.

"Would you stop playing around? You are playing with my wife's… mate's… whatever you want to call Mew! You are playing with her life, and the life of my son!" I yelled out of frustration.

"I am not! Everything is going as planned." Celebi said indignantly.

"Did you know that those kids got caught? Did you see that they are going to be split up? How do you think that will affect their chances of success? They won't be able to save her if they are too busy trying to help the youngest one escape the freaking government. This is not like my time period where nobody cared about children with no parents! There are so many records they need and you only gave them the birth certificates! You made a huge mistake and you need to fix it!" I yelled. Celebi was taken back by my outburst and tried her best to calm me down.

"I didn't really know! Honest! I was monitoring another time period and forget to check on them!" Celebi explained.

"I don't care! Get the mistake fixed right now!" I replied vehemently. Celebi nodded then vanished into the time lines. A few seconds later, she reappeared. A looked of worry filled her face.

"We may have a small problem." Celebi said quietly.

"And what would that be?" I asked in irritation.

"I tried to get back into the time before the three kids got here but I was barred from it. Apparently I made too many visits there and Dialga and Palkia banned me from it. If it was just Dialga, I could get in there with no problem, but Palkia is helping Dialga and distorting the entry frequency." Celebi explained. I growled out of irritation.

"What are you going to do about this?" I asked.

"Don't worry I have a plan, but you need to be apart of it." Celebi said convincingly.

"Well? What is it?" I asked curiously. Celebi motioned me to come closer. I thought that was slightly odd but I obeyed. She began to whisper in my ear and my eyes widened.

"Are you insane?" I yelled.

I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter. I can't wait to start working on the next one. That is when I can introduce the plan that Celebi has. I want to thank everybody that has supported this story and my other stories. I am sad to say that OMAA is almost at its closing point. I am having a lot of fun writing that one. I am also having a lot of fun writing this one. I just hope that people are enjoying this one as well. I'd like to thank Monpoke and Philip Harbindinger for their support and hope that they continue to give me that support. This is shieldliger001 signing off.