Okay, second chapter. I won't say that this chapter was the best, but it is what it is. First, some reviews I feel obliged to answer:

Martyn(Guest review)-1. Ben didn't die, he just got knocked out for a little bit. 2. Murph will be appearing.

pokelover-thanks for the compliments. As for the change(s) I made, I've always had this scene in my head where Ben tries to save Summer but ends up failing because of Red Eyes. I hope it turned out right, but it went a little better in my head.

Anyways, on with the story!

ENJOY!

Chapter One

-Dolce Island, Southern Beach; Summer-

On a beach on a little island, Summer started to wake up. The sound of the waves tried to lull her under again but her mind persisted until it won. When she got her bearings back, she noticed she was on a beach. Nearby was a forest with higher ground. Deciding to learn where she was exactly, she activated her Styler's holographic map. Its Voice Navigator System activated as well to give her more information.

"You're current location is the uninhabited island of Dolce, in the southern Oblivia Region, slightly south of Renbow Island."

Summer nodded at the news, at least she was close to her goal of reaching Renbow. Pressing a few more buttons, she tried to make contact with her partner.

"Unable to make contact." The V.N.S. said in monotone.

Summer cursed her luck on that, but she knew it was a long shot anyway. She had seen him be dragged off by, who she could only assume to be, the Pincher's Leader, so Ben most likely didn't have his Styler anymore. It was still irritating though.

Staring at the forest, she sighed and started walking, knowing that she should find help to get to Renbow Island but nervous all the same. She was never a people-person like Ben and he couldn't help her this time. She was on her own for this one.

While Summer walked along a wide, well-worn path of the forest, she noticed that it was quiet. Too quiet. She wondered where all the pokemon were. Just as she was rounding a bend, Summer heard a cry and she ran around the corner to find out what was going on and help if it was needed. What she found was quite surprising. A little Pichu with a blue ukulele on its back. She admitted that the little guy was cute, but them she noticed its body language. It was tense, its eyes showing fear and anger. When it noticed her for the first time, its cute pinkish cheeks started sparking dangerously in anger. Summer sighed as she realized she would have to capture the little mouse in order to calm it down.

A few seconds later, Pichu was captured and was calm. His (Summer learned that Pichu was a boy and had Lightning Rod as an ability through her Styler after she caught him) dark brown eyes held no obvious signs of aggression, only happiness. He chirped before spinning his ukulele from his back to his front and played a simple tune, his little paw lighting up with small sparks of electrical energy.

"Pichu! Your okay!" came an old man's voice. From the next bend came a man with tan skin, sharp brown eyes and white hair. Pichu chirped and ran over to the man, chatting all the while. The man finally seemed to notice Summer after a minute of listening to the little mouse.

After a round of introductions, Summer learned that the old man was called Booker and he was a shipbuilder from Renbow Island. He also explained that he was the one to craft Pichu's ukulele out of spare wood. He then offered to take Summer to Renbow and of course she accepted. Even if she was normally shy around strangers, something about Booker just made him non-threatening and easy-going. After telling Pichu to go find its friends, the two humans continued on their way to the Eastern Beach. Unknown to them, they were being watched by a tiny figure in a nearby tree.

The northern point of the island was a large clearing on a cliff. Across a straight lay Renbow Island, Mt. Latolato standing tall and proud on the horizon. Summer looked around the clearing, noticing two Teddiursas with their mother Ursaring and a strange waist-high dark gray stone with a triangle cut into the top of it. She paid it little mind, thinking that someone had left it there or something. Going on the eastern path, the came across a sandy clearing with a set of stairs leading to the beach, a pier big enough for only one boat along it edge. Problem was, there was no boat in the water.

"My boat!" Booker cried, running down the stairs to the beach in disbelief. He then shook his head and said, "Must of forgotten to tie it down in my haste."

"Are we going to be able to get to Renbow, Mr. Booker?" Summer asked nervously. Booker came back up the stairs and pointed out his spare boat that he had built on the island instead of his workshop that was to their left. Looking over it, Summer knew that neither of them would be able to push it into the water. Luckily, the cliff leading to the beach was steep, so if they could push it off the boards holding it in place, the boat will land in the water afterwards. She thought about what kind of pokemon would be needed, since the island had no humans living there presently, when she thought of the mother Ursaring and her two cubs. Ursaring's Strength attack would be the perfect amount. So, with that thought in mind, Summer ran back to the Heights to find the Urasring.

It wasn't really that hard, as Ursaring had been napping while her cubs played nearby. She captured the grizzly mother and let her cubs follow her, after all the two were only hatchlings. Suddenly, Summer heard the screech of a bird nearby and looked over to see a small brown and cream Pidgey. Her Styler beeped, indicating that she had already captured the bird, who was now on the ground by Summer's feet, staring at her with hopeful black eyes. Something clicked in Summer's mind as she suddenly recognized the little bird.

"You're the Pidgey that the Pinchers tried to attack with, aren't you?" She questioned, just to be sure it wasn't her imagination or anything like that. The bird nodded looking pleased that Summer had remembered. "So, what are you doing here?" Pidgey explained that she wanted to pay her debt to Summer by helping her anyway possible for as long as possible. Summer accepted the offer to help since you can never have too many allies, especially ones that can fly.

Pidgey perched on Summer's left shoulder while she ran back to the beach, Ursaring and Tediursa cubs in tow. They reached the beach quickly and, using Ursaring's Strength, was able to get the boat down to the water as predicted. Pichu joined them for the voyage as he couldn't find any of his friends. As they set sail (Booker rowing, Pichu standing at the front of the ship, Pidgey flying overhead) Summer couldn't help but think about Ben again. She hoped he was okay wherever he was.

-Location Unknown; Ben-

Ben's hazy mind slowly cleared and he regained his senses. He shook his head to clear the cobwebs from his mind, then focused on his surroundings. He was in a room with bars halving it and containing Ben. There was a large window on the other half of the room from him that was clearly designed to be able handle water pressure, probably tons of it. The view from the window showed a blank view of underwater. So either he was on a submarine (likely) or some kind of weird ship with a large window in the brig (not likely at all).

Taking stock of his person, he noticed that while he didn't have any injuries he did have long straps of rope tied around his right wrist and left ankle and his Styler was broken. He searched his pockets and smirked when he found that the Pinchers really were idiots. That or they just didn't want to waste time since they effectably restrained him, making them lazy and arrogant. Either worked for him. He found his pack of electronic trackers already synced to his and Summer's Stylers.

Ben frowned, thinking about his partner. Had she been able to survive the fall? Knowing her, she most likely did and was probably already on Renbow Island by now. Not that he knew how long he had been out. Besides, even if anything happened to him there, Summer would still continue the mission, just like she was trained to. Mission first, personal feelings later. It was how they were trained and it was in that way that Rangers are so effective. He shook his head and got back to work.

He found the perfect place to store the tracker, on the inside of one of the crates on his side of the room. Now all he had to do was wait for the Pinchers to make a wrong move and escape. He smirked again as he noticed that the Pinchers were loud enough for him to hear everything they said. Valuable information without having to asking for it. Perfect! He took out his black-covered mini notebook that he always had on him, the pencil still in the rings and put it in the same crate as the tracker. He was going to have fun.

Okay, so how was that? Good, bad, whatever? Also at the end of each chapter until the trade-off at Daybreak Ruins will have a Ben segment to see what's happening to the poor guy. That part will get a little graphic (Purple Eyes) but that part isn't for a while now.

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