4: Wake-Up Call

Brendan was on the beach of Melememe Island. He was alone, save for his trusty Swampert. It was nighttime, but the moon was full and as bright as the sun. He was in green swim trunks. The air temperature was just perfect! All that was missing was...

..."Breeeeendaaaaan" A beautiful voice caught his attention as he turned to see

..."Breeeeeeendaaaaaan" May called.

She was beautiful! The emerald green shone in the unnatural moonlight. She winked and motioned for him to chase her. Swampert nodded at Brendan happily as the trainer began frolicking in the water with the other, his Pokemon close behind.

Finally, Brendan caught her in an embrace and they smiled, rubbing their noses together as bells chimed. Swampert was happy too, but seemed to look around now distracted. Brendan and May leaned in for their first kiss since they'd been apart...

"SWAMMMM!"

Then he woke up.

...and he was late for the ferry to work!

Quickly they took off for the port in the clothes and supplies they had worn the night before on the beach for the first time. Brendan slowly began to tire as despair sank in. The boat had already pulled out!

"No..." it had all been for nothing coming out here...!? "Woah!"

A hand pulled Brendan atop him in a bright light and took off, trained at top speed!

Some local trainers on their own ride Pokemon noticed both on land and in the water as a mad blue dash sped past them while they were charging at too speed. It made the others look like they were standing still by comparison!

May and Wally were on the boardwalk by the pier as they prepared to sit down to eat breakfast at a restaurant outside. May was in a beautiful Sunday dress. Wally wished with all his heart he could see May in all of her glory without having to get up from all the running hey had done...

**VWOOM!**

May's long dress flew up into the air like something out of a movie! When she managed to shove the front of it down, May discovered the local version of a doughnut she was holding was gone!

Wally sat it silent disbelief before calling out "Thank you Areceus!"

Brendan turned away from the amazing sight he had witnessed. He only just now noticed a doughnut in his mouth! As he swallowed it, he began to choke not just from the sheer size of it, but also because they were heading right off the edge into the water below! How would he explain being late and soaking wet!?

In the distance sat a utopia of an island, one so technologically advanced to have been created by nature. It was an architectural definition of perfect to any builder of buildings or seaworthy craft. To any ordinary person, all it could possibly represent was... perfection.

A proud young adult man stood proud admiring the handiwork put into this establishment of his that he worked so hard to help make a reality. His ultimate reward allowed him to manage these employees busy at work around him keeping the edifice in tip-top shape. He tipped his camoflage hat atop his shaven head and scruffy yet tame facial hair at the fellow manager passerbyes. He could not wait to see what wonders the new employees could be capable of. However, he could not help but fathom, as the oceanic breeze blew across his red checkered shirt, kacki cargo shorts and hiking shoes, what their fate would be in the company.

Next to him was his faithful partner, meditating. To any normal trainer from outside the Alola region... and possibly even within the region itself... this would look to be a normal yet powerful Pokemon known as an Alikazam. Mediating like this using its' mind was something very normal for such a Pokemon known to most as a Psychic type to do. Yet, there was something different about this one; it did not float nor glow a bright blue light as it did so. Also, it's position was almost that of a combination prayer and stretch on its' knees rather than sitting with its' feet touching each other. Even its' skin was also different, tan like its' masters, as if it was kissed throughout the generations of its' ancestors by the sun.

A powerful yet untamed force came from the distance in the water, moving like a high-speed water-craft... almost in distress... and out of control!

Alikazam's eyes shot open, again not with psychic energy but with a pure strength in its' seemingly mortal eyes. In a flash, it shot off, not literally floating like one would expect but rather actual launching off with its' own physical momentum in a jump that could resemble flight.

…

Brendan saw the wall of the complex approaching, and with no way to reach the top otherwise, he got to his feet on his mighty Swampert with no other choice but to make a jump for it. Leaping up from a wave, he flung himself from his trusty Pokemon and in a valiant attempt jumped with his arms and legs in motion, struggling to reach the top of the wall and grab hold to pull himself to the top unscathed and non-dampened by the waters below.

He was a good foot short, and began to fall back towards the ocean below, groaning in defeat...

… time seemed to slow down in his descent toward his essential doom as far as he was concerned about his career, when a dark orange and tan figure about half his size flipped down, going from horizontal at the top of the platform to vertical without so much as a blink of reaction or sweat of its' brow. Grabbing hold with its' skinny yet muscular arm, it pulled backwards with the other and now was flipping itself and its' catch backwards, and landed back on top of the wall in reverse from whenst it came, this time with a human being in its' grasp.

… they both landed on their feet, but Brendan fell forward afterwards in exhaustion, landing on his hands but keeping his dressier pants for his interview unscathed. Panting deeply, he struggled to catch his breath after the intense experience that had just unfolded.

"A-li-ka?"

Brendan snapped out of his exhaustion to look up at his savior. It was standing before him with its' height matching his head while he was hunched over. Brendan struggled to his feat with the small yet strong Pokemon's aid. Brushing himself off, he turned forward and looked towards the Pokemon he never had seen before. "I'm alright... thank you."

The small guru of a Pokemon folded its' hand around the other... holding some sort of linked chain with wooden ends... and bowed in respect before leaping into the air! Brendan nearly fell backwards from the force and trying to find where it went, but visually had no such success. Not a trace of the Pokemon was left.

"Was that... a new Pokemon?" Brendan was befuddled and looking inwardly to his memories in hope to identify the creature from his past travels. A few things came close, but nothing matched the stregnth, speed and stature of this new world to him.

During this time, Swampert was just finishing crawling over the stone wall onto the cobblestone path at the top where his trainer stood hunched over. Swampert flung itself over and was hurled to the ground, now lying exhausted on its' back.

Brendan and Swampert passed through security as best they could, acting as friendly as possible despite the recent events. They both moaned when they realized there was a harbor by the port on the bottom floor they could have technically gone through to enter without jumping over a wall, but they were suppose to go through the first floor front entrance anyway. That was going to be where he was working anyway apparently.

After all of this, there was one thing for certain. Now that he was able to wait patiently in the top floor observatory of the preservation center, this was all one dose of excitement he was happy to be said was...

"STOP! THIEF!'

...(sigh)... over!

…

From below in the docks a few moments earlier, a uniformed tan woman in white was carrying a large box with "Restricted" written all over it from a locked cage labeled "Authorized Personnel Only." Everyone was distracted by something going on in the water that she was able to get in and out of the secret basement floor level undetected. The place itself was empty despite the nature of the packaging. However, once she had returned to use the triangular lift of an elevator to go all the way back up to the extraction point, someone had finally noticed her face, and the one on her badge did not match her own!

Adrenaline must have entered Brendans' veins, as without thinking, he jumped down toward the elevator into the triangular shaft. He nearly flipped off (of) the culprit in a bright purple glow that was linking him to his Swampert above. When he landed, a brilliant light shined over him, blinding his counter-attacker and buffing him out in a muscular nature rivaling his Swampert. The box had been dented and the culprit drew out some sort of nightstick and a knife. The battle was on!

The woman swung in from right to left with her blade, but Brendan knocked it away and onto the ground. She went to strike him with her stick and was intercepted by Brendan's grip. She smiled, and hit a red button on the stick. A sinister grin was painted on her face as bright blue electricity surged from above her rubber cloves, coursing throughout her weapon and onto Brendan.

The look was whipped off her face in a split second! Brendan was unfazed by the lethal amount of electricity and snapped the black thing like a twig with his one hand! Her face was literally wiped clean when he punched her face in a bright white glow of sunlight reflecting off it. It felt oddly cold.

...she hated the cold!

Brendan was not the one smiling as she flung backwards, but his look turned to shock and then rage as the white uniform hat flew backwards... and a wickedly-toothed maw was shown underneath, as the girl leaned forward and growled like a wild animal!

It couldn't be! "ZINNA!?"

Now it was Brendan about ready to growl, before he realized what was missing right now! A bright pink blow flew into his face screaming at the top of its' lungs. Zinna laughed triumphantly as he struggled. She grabbed the box and her hat, tipping it to her opponent before turning to flee!

Her run was stopped short.

Looking up from her box, she had fallen backwards after running into something. Scratching her head angrily and looking up, fear now overtook her, as a herculean fist connected with her face!

Mega Swampert had laid her out onto the floor with one punch! Yet, she was still conscious!

...and glowing. She wiped her face briefly before flipping upright and leaping up onto Swampert with the box, headed towards... the glass sealing!?

As Brendan continued to fight off the Whismur, he could feel the air around him moving... and the building shake as something moved closer and closer! From above, the glass began to crack and fall, yet nothing was their yet! The sheer power of what was coming seemed to damage it before arriving! It was flying in fast, and Zinna was getting away!

The madwoman leapt of Swampert and from shard to shard towards the opening, her getaway almost in-sync with her. Mega Salemance! Brendan had one shot at this... with all his strength, he threw the pink rat at Zinna, causing her to loose balance and drop the broken box, spilling Pokeballs everywhere the likes of which Brendan had never seen before.

However, Salemance swooped by and Zinna grabbed it with one hand while her dear Whismer Aster clung onto the back of her head where it made impact. In the blink of an eye, she had escaped.