Well, I'm not gonna go into obvious specifics, but you should probably know what the result of the battle ending is by now. Yup, that's right. Buizel and Poochyena had defeated Umbreon and Gardevoir with amazing speed and teamwork. My friends cheered and celebrated as I watched Buizel and Poochyena hug each other in laughter. Soon, they ran over to me and glomped me. I laughed as they talked in their Pokélanguage to me.

"Way to go, guys! You were awesome!" I encouraged with a smile.

They kept wagging their tails and talking excitedly. They were really happy that they won another battle. I could tell. I decided to look up at Skyler and congratulate him on a good battle. However, my idea was cut short by him angrily returning his Pokémon back. He looked up at me and growled.

"What the heck was that?" he said angrily, scaring the others.

"W-What was what?" I asked, completely oblivious to the reasons he was angry at me for.

Okay, sure, I know maybe for losing (such a stinking sore loser), but hey; he's the one who came out of nowhere and attacked my Pokémon. I watched as he snorted in anger and continued.

"Are you honestly expecting me to believe you caught those two only a week ago?" he said, folding his arms.

I blinked in surprise, as I replied, "Y-Yeah, it's the truth."

"Oh, give me a break!" Skyler said, raising his voice, "There is no possible way that's true! Did you not see the skills those two have? Those two ain't no pushovers or rookies. They've obviously been fighting for a long time!"

I looked down at Buizel and Poochyena, who sort of had a blush and sweat drop visible. You know something? Skyler was right. These two weren't amateurs at fighting; it looked like they had been fighting for a longer time. In fact, maybe even longer before I met them. They were in another class… like legendaries.

I was a little suspicious and was thinking about asking them, when we all heard a voice say this.

"Yeah, kid; that's some serious powerful Pokémon if I ever saw them. You got some dang good powerhouses!"

I turned to look and see a teenager, about one year older than me. He had blond spiky hair, blue eyes, and five markings that appeared to look like whiskers on each side of his face. He wore an orange headband with a metal plate (similar to the ones worn in the Naruto show I like), but on his metal plate was a Christian cross instead of a ninja village symbol.

He wore a pink leather short-sleeve zip-up jacket with white fake animal fur around the collar and blue flames design on the bottom of it. He had Sasuke-type arm accessories that were white and purple, connecting from his elbow to his wrist. He wore blue shiny shorts with yellow lighting streaks design, frayed and ripped edges on the bottom, and purple belts around the legs. He wore green and red kneepads, finishing up with orange and black Adidas sneakers.

I had never seen this kid before, but obviously the trainers had. Molly immediately ran over to him and hugged him with all her might.

"Matty! I'm so happy you're here!" she exclaimed.

Matty chuckled, as he hugged her back. Soon, Lyr and Purgy came over and gave him hugs too. This Matty must've been an important friend to these three. Before I could talk to him, Skyler had started walking away. He glanced over his shoulder and gritted his teeth at me.

"You'll pay for this, Thomas," he warned, "Mark my words; I'll get you for this."

With that, he disappeared out of the view of my sight. I groaned as I let my head drop. Wonderful! Another enemy I have created! Man, this story just keeps getting better and better. Anyways, my short depression was cut short by Matty patting me on the shoulder. He grinned and giggled.

"Hey, it's the curse of being strong," he said, "Don't let it get to you, okay, bud?"

I nodded as Lyr asked, "So, Matty; when did you get here?"

"I heard you guys were passing through, so I decided to head on here and swing by on you guys," Matty said, and then turning to me, "And who's this?"

Enter Intermission here. Hehehhee…

After explaining what felt like an eternity of a recap, Matty blinked at the long story. I mean, who wouldn't? He shook his head and looked at Purgy.

"Dang, bro, he really has gone through some stuff," he said.

"Yeah, but luckily it got solved, Matty," Purgy nodded and agreed.

"Man, I'm tired," Tucker yawned and looked at all of us, "Besides, it's getting late here. Shall we head to our homes?"

"Unfortunately, we have something urgent to share with all of you," we all heard a voice say from behind us.

We all looked behind us to see Old Man Fellows and Principal Vicar walking towards us. They had serious looks on their faces. I wonder if they were gonna be okay. But, that soon turned into huge concern for ALL as Principal Vicar had said that last sentence.

"Uncle? Are you okay?" Kaname asked.

"No, I'm not, and neither is Thomas," the principal replied, making my heart skip, "Thomas, please lead us to your house. I'm afraid you are officially in trouble with the police."

My eyes widened and my grip on Buizel and Poochyena tightened. No, this couldn't be…

"What!? No way! Thomas wouldn't do anything like that! We all know what happened!" Tucker protested.

"Why is the Police getting involved now? What happened?" Jocinda asked.

"We'll explain it once Thomas gets us to his house," Old Man Fellows assured, "Let's go."

Buizel and Poochyena immediately cuddled me, signaling that it was going to be all right. But, no… now was not the time to say that. My emotions were haywire and just getting nervous wasn't helping whatsoever.

My greatest fear had come true; I knew that running away was the bad choice when the confrontation with those people ended up bringing the police over, but I had to protect Buizel and Poochyena. Yet, it was a stupid move. Here I am… A criminal from the law, just for doing things right… what was I going to do?

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