There are a few things I don't understand in the world.

...well, in my world, at least.

In this world? There are LOTS! And one of them that really struck the number one spot in the mysterious charts is that...why the f*ck are we going after those...those...killers?!

They murdered almost everyone who wanted to evolve!

And oh, before I go further, number two of the mysterious charts at the moment is the mystery of "how the heck were the bodies and blood of those who were killed disappeared: no traces nor stenches"! It doesn't make sense!

I did asked my friends here, who were currently pretty determined to meet the killers. Unfortunately, they, minus Krystal, didn't find it a thing worth to be concerned about. Seriously?

I would have bothered to ask them about it, if it weren't for the fact that the majority of "us", which is "they", decided to directly ask the evolved ones how they evolved, who were they working with, and if our deaths will be swift as well.

...that last one was mine, but come on, that's bound to happen if we keep this up.

"Sh-should we—"

"No." Shock quickly said, sounding seriously tired of me making any more excuses to turn back. He and the others were leading the way, Krystal and I at the tail of our joined groups.

Krystal was also determined at first, but after a few of my whining, human versions of "common sense" finally managed to worm their way back into her teenage brain and now she was starting to doubt if this was a good idea to begin with.

"Jay," Vixie called, looking back at me with a smile. "We'll be fine, so don't worry!"

My ears drooped. "We're gonna die..." and I hung my head as I felt my heart sank. Goodbye cruel world. At least there's still the 'what if I wake up in my human body if I die' mystery. I really don't want to test that mystery out, but, sigh...

"We should run," Krys whispered beside me. I turned to her, and saw her nervously trying to calm herself down. She barely looked ahead, her gaze almost on the ground in front of her. "Still not too late to run..."

I blinked. Yeah, she's starting to become a scared little teenaged girl who is lost and is now being forced to face death against her will.

She suddenly sniffed, and she stopped to wipe an eye with a paw. I stopped and turned to face her properly. She grit her teeth and shook her head. Bill's voice of concern rang in my ear, but I ignored him.

"What's wrong?" Chikorita asked, her voiced sounded like they were a bit farther now, but then their steps began to get louder, so they were probably walking back to us.

"Jay," Shock hissed, "we got no time for your nonsense!"

I turned and glared at him as Krystal sniffed and sobbed.

Shock's ears twitched, and his angry frown disappeared as his ears drooped. "Oh..."

I moved to the side to let Chiko pass and comfort her friend. I then stared at my friends and gestured with my head to give them some space. Luckily, Saur understood, and he and I led our friends away from Krys, just to give her some space.

"What happened?" Fay asked, looking sad at the trio as we sat by the base of a huge tree.

I sighed. "I guess her human instinct kicked in."

"Meaning...?" Shock asked.

I sighed yet again. I don't understand these Pokémon... "Shock, we're walking to our deaths here by following those three evolved Pokes."

"Pokes?"

I rolled my eyes. "It's just short for Pokémon, Fay."

"So it's 'humes' for humans?"

I grit my teeth as my eye twitched. "T-that's not the point!" I shook my head. "Look, why can't you guys see the death flag?"

"What's a flag?"

"Mmf!" I shut my mouth. I took a big breath, and exhaled. "Look, Fay, shut up for a moment and let me finish, please?"

She nodded with a blink.

"Thank. You." I hissed. "Seriously guys. Can't you see we're walking to our deaths by following those three evolved Pokes...émon?"

Shock just blinked, and then looked at me as if I just lost it. "You think we're weak to just die?"

"They're evolved, Shock!" I argued. "How in blazes can we fight them?! How—!"

I stopped when Shock raised a paw. I don't like it when I'm interrupted, but fine, I sighed and shut up.

Shock then cleared his throat. "Again, do you really think we're that weak?" He pointed Vixie. "Vixie can burn the Scizor." He pointed at me, or rather, beyond me. "The Surskit can handle the Rapidash." And he then pointed at himself. "I'll handle the Pidgeot." He then pointed at Saur. "Saur can give them trouble with spores."

"Shock," I sighed. "Not to ruin your confidence or anything, but you barely even won the fight against Lithe!" I pressed on before Shock could make a word. "And Lithe's a freaking unevolved Growlithe! How the freaking hell can you expect ME to believe that YOU GUYS can defeat THREE EVOLVED POKES if you CAN'T even BEAT A GROWLITHE?!"

Shock glared at me, his cheeks sparking a bit.

I glared back, unwilling to stand back down. I know I made a good point. Hell, I'd probably kill myself if Shock can counter that fact I just laid.

"Point," Shock hissed, still glaring at me. "...taken." and he looked away.

I actually blinked at that. Wow, I actually made him see how valid my point was! Th-that's a huge win for me, I guess. Though I doubt we could just simply let go of such a lead, but at least we can make time to actually plan stuff now. And why the heck is Krystal still crying like an idiot?

I looked back, and saw Krystal and her friends staring back at us. She wasn't crying anymore, which, I guess is a good thing, but why do I still hear that someone's still crying? I looked at my friends, and they were wondering the same thing, I think.

Fay's ears twitched, and walked around the tree. "There," she said as she pointed at the tall bushes.

We carefully gathered at the bush, and sure enough, the sounds of crying was coming from the other side. As Krystal and her friends walked near us, Shock nodded to us and slowly pushed his head through the bushes. Seconds of quiet struggle later, Shock's tail fell on the ground.

Well, curiosity finally made me see what was going on beyond the bushes. The small and sharp twigs are annoying though, but I'm just thankful for having fur. Once I was able to push my face through, I finally had a clear look at...oh hey...there they are...

...crap.