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Elite Overlord LeSabre™
May 29th, 2012, 08:53 AM
Notes: I know I'm taking a pretty big risk by posting another story, but... yeah...

This is the offical third story in my series of works involving my original trainer, Lisa Northwood, and follows the events in my story, A Coordinated Investigation.

A few of you may recognize the prologue to this as an unpublished one shot from last year. However, I've made changes to it and expanded it into a short chaptered work that further explores the issues involved.

Thanks to Haruka of Hoenn for reading over drafts and suggesting changes.

This is rated PG-13 for language, violence, and numerous references to drugs and criminal activity. It is also advised that fans of Red (from the games) use discretion due to the story line and how he is portrayed.

PROLOGUE

Once, I had it all. Fame, glory, riches beyond compare.

Then, it was all gone. Well, except for my riches. That, they couldn’t take away. But everything else was gone. I, a former Pokemon League Champion, had been cast aside like yesterday’s trash. But, you know? Revenge is a dish best served cold. In this case, on the frozen peak atop Mount Silver. Today, in this harsh setting, this girl’s gotta do what this girl’s gotta do. And someone’s gonna get what’s coming to him.

Mine is a tale of a fall from grace that happened so quickly and was so unusual that I wouldn't believe such a thing could ever happen if I didn't experience it firsthand. Something like this never, never fades from your memory. It's still as clear as if it had happened yesterday.

Five years ago, I was on top of the world. I, a young ten year old girl from Pallet Town, had risen to the occasion. Against all odds, I had made it. Becoming champion in the male-dominated world of Pokemon training. And of course I picked the wrong time to begin my journey, right when the sinister Team Rocket was beginning to put its plans for world domination into motion. But hey, I wasn’t gonna let them ruin everything I was working toward. And since the police in Kanto were, and probably still are, woefully inadequate, I took it upon myself to take care of the Rockets. And took care of them I did, breaking apart their Pokémon smuggling operation at Celadon’s Game Corner as well as freeing the Silph conglomerate’s headquarters from their clutches. And yes, that did require me to stand up to their leader. Giovanni seemed like a daunting adversary, but my Pokémon and I were able to overcome even his powerful team and break up the organization for good.

Then there was defeating the eight Gym Leaders, each with their own personality and approach to battle, forcing me to adapt to each of them in order to prevail. And though some were fairly straightforward, others - especially toward the end - proved to be quite the challenge. Sabrina and Blaine employed cunning tactics and it was difficult to match wits with them, while my old nemesis Giovanni went at me with raw, overwhelming power. But my Pokémon always managed to seize victory with their skill and power.

Once I had all eight badges in hand, there was the matter of the Elite Four. From the wily and calculating Lorelei, a trainer that I've always held in high regard, to the enigmatic caped dragon master Lance, the four of them put me and my Pokémon to a test unlike any we had experienced before. But again it was our combined determination and capability that pulled us through, and we finally surpassed the Elites and took down my long-time rival to claim the title. I've never forgotten the Pokémon that helped me reach that goal. Blastoise. Nidoking. Persian. Electrode. Exeggutor. Dragonite. Together we had conquered every hurdle thrown in front of us in Kanto.

And that was it. I was Champion. For close to two years, I successfully defended my title against all comers. So, I thought I was doing pretty well for myself. Evidently, the Pokémon League thought I was doing a bit too well.

They called me into a meeting in their administrative building. There, in that ornate conference room, they flat-out told me. After Agatha had passed away and Lorelei had resigned her position, the League had held interviews to fill the vacancies. They had three highly qualified applicants: Fuschia’s Koga, as well as two people I had only heard about in the news, Karen and Will. So, to fit three people into two slots, they wanted to promote Lance to Champion and bump me out of the League. But they had a deal, which they tried to make sound so amazing. I could live and train in this cold, isolated mountain called Mount Silver, becoming this sort of enigmatic “legendary trainer” that only a few select trainers could ever face. The truth, of course, is that they just wanted to stick me in that barren mountain and out of their way. Apparently Lance was more fitting of the image they wanted than I was, and since Lance couldn’t ever beat me, this was their way of trying to get rid of me. I bluntly told them there was no deal. Why would I give up my comfortable life and title as Champion to live essentially as a homeless person?

I stormed out of the headquarters, but little did I know the League was waiting for me to make one stupid mistake in order to put their plans into motion. And that mistake was taking a vacation to visit my good friend Lisa, herself a trainer from another region. During those two weeks that I was in America, exploring their malls, indulging in their restaurants, and relaxing in their hotels with my friend, I was completely unaware that all hell was breaking loose back in Kanto.

I returned to find that my trainer ID card no longer let me into the Pokémon League headquarters, so I couldn’t take up my usual post in the Champion’s chambers. I demanded an explanation. The League denied even knowing of my existence. And sure enough, I log onto a computer and go to the League’s web site only to find out two things. First, I wasn’t even registered as a trainer anymore! Then I looked up an article on Team Rocket and it said that, “A boy named Red was responsible for the group’s disbanding after defeating Giovanni. He later went on to become Champion.”

What?! I was the one who took down Team Rocket! And last I checked I wasn’t a boy named Red. Granted, my skirt’s red, but still…

Once again I contacted the League demanding an explanation. And once again, I was denied. I flew to Celadon City and started talking to people, and sure enough, everyone I spoke to was convinced that it was this mystery boy named Red who defeated Team Rocket. Nobody even had any recollection of the younger me, the girl from Pallet Town who did everything that was accredited to this “Red” character. Not even the local Gym Leader, Erika. Not even my old rival from all those years ago. Despite our many battles we had against each other back then, he doesn't even recognize me anymore! In fact, when I tried to talk to him outside the Department Store, all he could talk about was getting revenge on this “Red” for usurping the championship from him. But that was me who beat him for the title! What the hell was going on?!

I finally got my hands on a picture of the mystery guy and I was in for another shocker. He was the young kid from Pallet Town that I remember battling against over four years ago! Back then I wondered how he even got that far with a team as weak as his was. This idiot was even dumb enough to try and use a pathetic little Pikachu against me! I don't know of anyone with a shred of common sense who would try something so obviously doomed to failure. And then it turned out he didn’t even have any badges. Why the League even let him in to battle me was beyond my realm of understanding.

And yet despite his incompetence, the Pokémon League felt the need to drag him out of whatever drainage ditch or dark alley he was living in, and basically elevate him to elite status by attributing all of my accomplishments to him instead! Needless to say, I was livid. But I think I have an idea of how they pulled it off. The League controls all the media in the region. Pokémon like Alakazam have the ability to send their psychic waves through things like radio towers and TV antennas. I suspect that the League used some powerful Psychic-type Pokémon to mess with the minds of the citizens, and used the media to spread these waves throughout the entire region. As intelligent as Alakazam is, it wouldn’t surprise me at all if it had the ability to erase and replace specific parts of a person’s memory – in this case, replacing me with Red.

And that’s how the Pokémon League cast me aside.

But, I’m a determined girl, and I certainly wasn’t going to sit back and let things end this way. I visited other regions, adding new and powerful Pokémon to my team that you could never find in Kanto. I visited old haunts and new areas alike to train and strengthen both me and my Pokémon – I even took self-defense and martial arts classes. And over time I learned that Red eventually accepted the offer that had been made to me – now he was rumored to be based on Mount Silver while Lance was appointed the official Champion.

I had done all of this extensive training, and I was now even stronger than I was during my reign as Champion. But at the time I didn’t know for what reason. I couldn’t just walk in and re-challenge the Elite Four – I had been erased from their database. I wasn’t even a trainer in their eyes. And to re-register would mean having to start anew, which was out of the question as well. I wasn't gonna spend another year training and going through all the gyms again with brand-new Pokémon when I had powerful Pokémon at the ready right here, right now. I was trying to weigh all my options, but kept coming up with nothing. It wasn’t until I had a girl chat that a plan came into being. I needed to get away from the place where it all happened and have a talk with someone who I'd knew I could trust. And I knew exactly who would hear me out.

There I was, back in America, sitting in one of those nice fancy American hotels… this one was called a “Quality Suites,” I think. My old friend Lisa arrives – and in that big old station wagon of hers, you know when she arrives. She comes up with the suggestion that I go up there, bring a camera, and challenge Red myself. Afterward, I could make him confess as to what happened and broadcast it all over the news. Well, though the prospect of taking a hike up that imposing mountain didn’t appeal to me, at that point I was willing to go to major extremes to expose the truth. But how to get past the gate to Mount Silver, which you need special permission to bypass? I couldn't use the Fly technique with any of my Pokémon since I had never been to this place before and they wouldn't know the way there.

Lisa, always the resourceful one, had an idea. She has even more money at her disposal than I do, and unlike me, she had easy access to a private jet, complete with an expert pilot. After looking at topographical maps on Lisa’s laptop, we found a stretch of grassy area where the aircraft could safely land. Well, actually, she did. She's such a whiz at the numbers, she was able to precisely calculate the angle, speed, and altitude that was needed for a safe approach and landing. Now that I had a plan, and the means to pull it off, it was time to put my plan into motion. I thanked my friend and told her I’d be contacting her again soon.

As soon as I got back to Kanto, I got myself ready. I bought a bulky winter coat to put on and thick black tights to wear under my skirt. After all, my usual outfit wasn't suited at all for the task at hand… I'd freeze to death before making it halfway up the summit! I gathered up my strongest Pokémon, making sure I had all my bases covered as far as type advantages. I was up against an unknown foe, and I needed to be prepared for whatever he may or may not throw at me.

Then it was go time. Contacting Lisa one more time, we made the final preparations to put the plan into motion. At our pre-arranged meeting spot just outside Celadon, I boarded the plane that was to take me to my destination. After landing in the grassy field right outside Mount Silver, I entered and began my long, arduous trek. The unforgiving environment made me think – even if I had accepted the League’s offer they made way back when, I still would have been cast aside, albeit with my reputation still intact. I don’t imagine I’d be receiving many visitors at this place, and this kid I’m about to face probably hasn’t seen many, either.

So here I am, at the peak of this annoying mountain, facing down this Red character. My video camera is set up behind me on a rock, ready to capture this battle on film. The heavy snowfall and strong wind seem especially harsh up here at the peak. I glare at him angrily, ready to put this wannabe in his place. He looks silently at me, his eyes concealed by that same ugly ball cap he wore over four years ago. My hand goes for my Pokeball, and he instinctively grabs hold of his. It’s on! This time, losing is not an option!

So, he sends out his first Pokémon… and I was taken by complete surprise. It turns out he still hasn't evolved that idiot Pikachu! As tempting as it was to just crush the thing under my foot, I sent out my strongest Pokémon and blasted the little nuisance to kingdom come. Now, the rest of his team was fully evolved, but I have the feeling he took the easy way out as far as training them. My Pokémon easily dispatched the rest of his team without breaking a sweat.

Well, that was certainly a disappointing battle. Seriously, I have no idea where the hell they got this loser from. Having beaten his entire team in less than five minutes, I confronted him. “Tell me everything. How you took credit for taking down Team Rocket. And why everyone has completely forgotten about me. Tell me now!”

But he just stands there, completely silent. He doesn't utter a grunt. I ask again, “Explain yourself! What happened four years ago when I was replaced by you?!” Still he doesn't move or make a sound. This is going nowhere! So I pack up my camera and make my way back down the mountain, but not before giving him a nasty right hook to the face. He doesn't even respond to that! Right now, I'm completely frustrated that I couldn't get a confession out of him. All I could walk away with was the satisfaction that I beat the trainer that the whole of Kanto and Johto regarded as the “strongest.” I'm still an unknown castaway, and I have no proof.

So, suffice to say, I was pissed. I went through all that trouble, all that effort, and spent all that time. I ventured up a brutal and unforgiving mountain when I could've been relaxing comfortably at home. And I did all this for what? A meaningless victory against someone who was picked off the street and given a title he didn't deserve? What was the point in doing all that?

But being alone and hiking down a cold mountain sometimes gets you thinking. I thought back to my training days and everything I had overcome to reach the top. Thoughts of the corruption of the Pokémon League also came to mind. Questions began swirling in my mind. Was all this really worth it? Am I holding on to the past? How would the public react if I did drop this bombshell that their champion was a fraud? What's to keep the Pokémon League from doing this to me again down the road? And do I really want my good name to be associated with a League that brainwashes citizens?

I considered all the consequences, and figured it's better to just bow out gracefully and let the League continue its charade. After all I've been through, maybe that's for the best. I know the truth myself, and I can take pride in the fact that I was the one who brought down a criminal organization and rose to the position of Champion. I got there through effort and determination, not by being handed the title like Red was. He will never be half the trainer I am. But the public is convinced that he's their champion, and perhaps I should just leave it at that.

Sure, I'll be a castaway for the rest of my life, but maybe that's a good thing. I have enough money from my training days to retire with. I can live out the rest of my life comfortably, and I can pamper my Pokémon as pets and loved ones instead of forcing them to battle. Maybe I'll retire to America. My friend Lisa told me of all the great beachside communities they have near her - Myrtle Beach, Charleston, Hilton Head... I can fade into obscurity and spend the rest of my days in a luxury condo overlooking the beach. That sure beats living in a cold, icy cave for the rest of my days, just to hang on to my past glory. Yeah, I'm still cast aside, but I can be comfortably and luxuriously cast aside. And that doesn't sound like too bad of a deal, now does it?

Or so I thought… until I got about halfway down the cave. I just happened to notice some crackling and squealing noises from a cave just a bit off the beaten path. Camera in hand, I went in to investigate, maneuvering over rough, rocky terrain and debris, being careful not to step on and anger the Geodude that are commonplace in these sorts of places. I took one look inside and suddenly the whole game changed. It was no longer an issue of personal pride. Now it was a matter of justice.

Haruka of Hoenn
June 3rd, 2012, 06:17 PM
Hey there! It's nice to see another story from you. I rather like how this turned out, especially after all the changes you've made to the original one-shot. Nice creativity with story-expansion.

Onto the review...

I don't know if I mentioned this for the original one-shot, but I really like your portrayal of the League being a mysterious, possibly corrupt entity. With all the influence they have, it's not hard to imagine them pulling a stunt like this. I feel bad for the girl. (You haven't introduced her name yet, so I'll just go with the flow :P)

The prologue definitely looks better than before. You've made improvements in narrative flow, and I like how you let the girl's personality slip into it at times. Like here:

What?! I was the one who took down Team Rocket! And last I checked I wasn’t a boy named Red. Granted, my skirt’s red, but still… :P


So, he sends out his first Pokémon… and I was taken by complete surprise. It turns out he still hasn't evolved that idiot Pikachu!Unlike in the anime, Pikachus aren't invincible... heh. I also like how you emphasize Red's perplexing silence. Hopefully we'll get to learn more about where that came from.

By the way, great work on expanding the ending. You included an expanded account of her thoughts and emotions upon descending the mountain, which was something I didn't expect you to do, but I really like how it turned out. The ending was effective too.

Or so I thought… until I got about halfway down the cave. I just happened to notice some crackling and squealing noises from a cave just a bit off the beaten path. Camera in hand, I went in to investigate, maneuvering over rough, rocky terrain and debris, being careful not to step on and anger the Geodude that are commonplace in these sorts of places. I took one look inside and suddenly the whole game changed. It was no longer an issue of personal pride. Now it was a matter of justice. I get the picture of her just standing at the foot of the cave with a flashlight in hand (or something else she might have as a source of light) and peering inside. The way you spread the action out looks a lot better, and it reads a lot better too. So overall, it's an improvement. :) Can't wait for more!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
June 4th, 2012, 01:03 PM
Well, it definitely struck me that something fishy was going on since she was all but forgotten about in HG/SS (which of course is the basis for this xD). And hey, people take the League for granted, always assuming that they've got the public's best interest in mind... it's dangerous to blindly trust an entity that big xD

I played through Yellow and found out how worthless they were in battle the hard way... as for his silence, I've actually got a story behind that - and that it's part of what totally twisted his personality :P

Thanks! Actually, she was going to go through with retiring to SC in the original (back when this was only a one shot), but obviously whatever was in that cave put those plans on hold...

Thanks for reading!

moonlightning
June 12th, 2012, 08:59 PM
Notes: I know I'm taking a pretty big risk by posting another story, but... yeah...


What? Elite, you were the one who inspired me to get into fan fiction, which allowed me to gain the skills to get into original fiction (Not to mention finishing my first novel). Don't get so hung up about failure, because that's all it does: Hangs you up.

Motivational speech aside *ahem*. . .

Today, in this harsh setting, this girl’s gotta do what this girl’s gotta do. And someone’s gonna get what’s coming to him.

Nice use of a cliché. They usually detract from a story, but in this case, coming from a narrator gives life and personality to the character. It makes her seem like a real person. That's important, right?

conglomerate

That is a sexy word.

The way you covered her rise to champion status was executed well. Backed by your rock solid style and a "tell it like it is" narrator, the "telling" instead of "showing" introduction was interesting and informative.

Evidently, the Pokémon League thought I was doing a bit too well.

Nice job giving the reader a taste of what is to come. That sentence drips with foul play.

I liked your reasoning for why the "Legendary Trainer" hung out on top of a tall icy mountain in the middle of a dangerous wasteland. A good parody of one of the many logic farts that exist in the Pokemon universe.

I returned to find that my trainer ID card no longer let me into the Pokémon League headquarters, so I couldn’t take up my usual post in the Champion’s chambers. I demanded an explanation. The League denied even knowing of my existence. And sure enough, I log onto a computer and go to the League’s web site only to find out two things. First, I wasn’t even registered as a trainer anymore! Then I looked up an article on Team Rocket and it said that, “A boy named Red was responsible for the group’s disbanding after defeating Giovanni. He later went on to become Champion.”

I feel this way every time I start a new game. "Don't you people know I was the champion back in Kanto???" I'm also enjoying the way you keep slipping in the fact that Leaf is the true champion of Kanto, I know from your blog how annoyed you were when that weakling with the Pikachu appeared at the summit of Mount Silver instead of Leaf.

(Sick of quoting, time for the rant!)

A pretty solid piece in my opinions, this new character of yours has a great tone but I believe that she needs interaction with other characters for me to see her true colours. I can't help but wonder, "does she talk like this to everyone?" She seems like a down to earth, realistic type of girl who is ready to demolish anyone who stands in the way of her ambition. Stripping her of everything she had worked for was a nice way of starting the story and the whole injustice of the matter has me rooting for her all the way.

It's sort of ironic for the ghost elite four member to die, isn't it?

However, this character of yours has a flaw that I can see. Is there anyone who can oppose her? This battling god who can tear even Lance a new one, who is supposed to suppress her voice? Her cry of outrage that she was stripped of her rightful status? In order to combat this powerful protagonist you're going to need to employ a cunning, violent antagonist who isn't afraid to do anything to dirty her name and put doubt on her claims of a champion title. I'm hoping that this will become more of a psychological battle between the unknown antagonist (unless it is the elite four in general) and your protagonist with each trying to out-predict the other in a winner takes all think-to-the-death.

As my wild and incoherent speculation suggests, this has plenty of potential and I hope that these words you are reading on the screen right now can convince you to continue!

In conclusion:

What is great for you!:


Great work on the voice of the main character!
Nice set up of the story, but make sure to keep it as fast paced and exciting as Lurking In The Shadows and A Coordinated Investigation.
Conspiracy is in the title, what more can I say?


What is a pain for you. . . :


I'm expecting an amazing antagonist, are you up for the challenge?
Give me a clearer picture of your protagonist, make sure she interacts! I want to know if she is charming, careful or cocky, show me!
Having read two excellent fics before this my expectations are high! (Think J.K Rowling writing books after Harry Potter.)


Thanks for the awesome read! Have a nice day!

(Oh god, HARUKA? I must be a thousand chapters behind in ROOTS. . .)

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
June 13th, 2012, 08:48 AM
What? Elite, you were the one who inspired me to get into fan fiction, which allowed me to gain the skills to get into original fiction (Not to mention finishing my first novel). Don't get so hung up about failure, because that's all it does: Hangs you up.
Actually, it's more the fact that I'm portraying just about everyone's favorite (game) trainer in quite the negative light and I'm expecting a bit of backlash upon the next chapter when he reveals his true colors.

Y U du dat? Red iz teh ROXORZ!!!11!!1! How dare U show him as a cheat?
Yeah, I'm totally expecting reviews like that, especially as more of his secrets are revealed.

I liked your reasoning for why the "Legendary Trainer" hung out on top of a tall icy mountain in the middle of a dangerous wasteland. A good parody of one of the many logic farts that exist in the Pokemon universe.
Sure it's dark, desolate, and dangerous, but if you've got some sinister secret you need to keep hidden, it's the perfect place. Not to spoil anything, of course :P

But really, living somewhere like that doesn't make any sense to me, unless you're purposely trying to hide yourself... most people I know would go crazy over the lack of human interaction, myself included. Of course, that's not saying Red didn't go crazy...

And I always thought a "champion" would want to live in the lap of luxury... fancy house, nice cars, butlers and maids serving them.

I'm also enjoying the way you keep slipping in the fact that Leaf is the true champion of Kanto, I know from your blog how annoyed you were when that weakling with the Pikachu appeared at the summit of Mount Silver instead of Leaf.
That is pretty much what inspired this story in the first place (well that and a couple of other things not even related to Pokemon) and it's definitely something I feel passionately about. I feel sorry for her, the game creators design this great looking character, then they completely forget about her...

A pretty solid piece in my opinions, this new character of yours has a great tone but I believe that she needs interaction with other characters for me to see her true colours. I can't help but wonder, "does she talk like this to everyone?"
Once again, it's a case of waiting till the next chapter, when she meets up with another character near and dear to my heart, and they go headfirst into this case.

Stripping her of everything she had worked for was a nice way of starting the story and the whole injustice of the matter has me rooting for her all the way.
I thought it was important to make that distinction - she actually earned the title then had it taken away. She's not just another jealous trainer looking for the spotlight.

50+ hours of me playing Leaf Green with her character (and the Pokemon party she mentions) is proof that she should be the one who holds the title.

In order to combat this powerful protagonist you're going to need to employ a cunning, violent antagonist who isn't afraid to do anything to dirty her name and put doubt on her claims of a champion title. I'm hoping that this will become more of a psychological battle between the unknown antagonist (unless it is the elite four in general) and your protagonist with each trying to out-predict the other in a winner takes all think-to-the-death.
Don't worry... the antagonists have plenty of power, resources, and motivation behind their actions, and only one's been revealed thus far... I think I've made the main antagonist plenty sinister and evil, but you'll be able to decide that when you meet the person next chapter... I actually intend this to be a part brains, part brawn affair. There will be gun fights and car chases involved, and stuff will explode, as you'd probably expect from anything written by me :P

As my wild and incoherent speculation suggests, this has plenty of potential and I hope that these words you are reading on the screen right now can convince you to continue!
Well, right now I'm just waiting on feedback from a rough draft of Chapter 1, so expect that up this weekend... hopefully xD

Thanks for reading and commenting! And if all goes well, you'll see chapter 1 sometime this weekend, complete with further developments of the conspiracy, the ones behind it, and the ones trying to expose it :P

Mentalii
June 15th, 2012, 05:48 AM
It was a good prologue :) I love to see Leaf as the narrator.
I'm a little sad for Red, after all he's a character that I pretty like, but I have to admit that it's very original to make him this way, as a trainer that is actually not strong at all and so on.
Well, I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the story. I love all that concerns conspiracy :P

SevenShirokami
June 15th, 2012, 11:11 PM
Wow, really interesting! I cabt wait for more! :cool:

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
June 17th, 2012, 08:55 AM
@Mentalii:

Thanks! Though the rest of it is in third person... the first person prologue was actually because I intended it to be just one post, but it soon extended into a short story.

But he's actually... not that strong :P And his personality only gets worse from here on out, so... But considering how so many people like him (for reasons I'll never understand) this is a pretty unique portrayal of him.

Awesome! Hopefully the next chapter comes this weekend where the major players on both sides get their proper introductions.

@SevenShirokami:

Thanks, glad you liked reading it :)


Notes: Once again, Haruka of Hoenn provided assistance with proofreading. The language gets pretty strong in this chapter, so the PG-13 rating stands. Also, if you thought I was portraying Red in a bad light in the prologue, well, you ain't seen nothing yet :P

Also, free cookies to anyone who knows the inspiration for this story's title, as well as the inspiration for the name of the big company mentioned in this chapter.


Chapter 1

Pokémon League Investigation Unit, Celadon Branch, Training Course, May 29, 3:49 PM

A black Ford Crown Victoria snaked its way through a slalom course set up on a water-soaked test track. The large sedan maneuvered past the orange cones and hit a straightaway. Two red Crown Vics approached from either side to block the black car’s path. The driver slammed on the brakes and quickly shifted the car into reverse. Performing a quick 180 degree turn with a sharp turn of the steering wheel, the black car quickly sped off before the pursuing vehicles could catch up. After once again making its way through the slalom course, the sedan was cut off by a third red car. The black car pulled up next to the other one, and slowly and deliberately tapped the red Ford‘s rear fender, sending it into a spin. After this maneuver, the car came to a stop. Out stepped what was clearly a young woman, wearing a blue floral dress, green blouse, and white pantyhose. She removed her purple driving helmet, revealing long brown hair. A man in a gray racing suit approached her.

“Excellent work out there at the track today, Lisa. You’ve really improved your slalom times and I think you might be the best of any of us at the PIT Maneuver now.”

Lisa smiled. “Thanks, Frank. But you know, I really do think I feel at home most when I’m behind the wheel. Pokémon training’s good and all, but nothing’s quite like the feeling of being in command of a 4,000 pound machine, with eight cylinders of raw power at your command.”

“Couldn’t agree more! That’s why I signed up to teach extreme driving at the League. I’ve had my training days long ago, but I’ve found driving to be a much more exhilarating experience. You should consider teaching extreme driving like I do; you’re definitely among the best five drivers in the entire League – particularly when it comes to big cars.”

“True, but I kinda like being on the front lines as well. I like the feeling that I’m actually going in and busting criminals…” The girl’s cell phone began to ring. “Sorry, hold that thought. Yes, this is Lisa…”

The voice over the phone said, “Hey, it’s me. Just got back from confronting Red, and you would not believe what I saw there! I figure since you’re a Special Agent with the League, I should tell you first.”

“Okay, gotcha… Tell you what… meet me at the TGI Friday’s in Celadon in about an hour or so. I’ve got to finish up some matters here, then I’ll head over there.”

“Okay, see you then.”

TGI Friday’s Restaurant, Celadon City, 5:13 PM

A dark blue Buick Roadmaster station wagon with wood trim on the sides pulled into an almost full parking lot and its driver exited the massive vehicle. Now wearing a white brimmed hat with purple ribbon atop her head, Lisa entered the casual dining restaurant just as business was picking up for dinner. Still, it did not take her long to find her dining companion – a girl with similar brown hair and white hat, wearing a sky-blue top, red miniskirt, and black tights. A thick coat matching the color of her top was placed on the seat behind her.

“Hey, Leaf, sorry I’m late… had a bit of paperwork to do after driving lessons. I trust that my pilots, Louis and Evan, treated you well?”

“Hey there, Lisa! And yeah, they were pretty cool about it. Ready to order?” she asked as Lisa took her seat.

“Yeah, I pretty much know what I want already.”

After the girls placed their orders, the conversation continued.

“So, tell me… what happened up there, and what is this discovery you wanted to tell me about?”

“First of all, yes, I did find Red. Yes, he was a complete pushover. But no, I didn’t learn anything from him afterward.”

“Well, that kinda sucks…”

Leaf took out her digital camera and handed it to Lisa. “As for that discovery… check out these photos.”

Examining the camera, Lisa said, “Yeah, this definitely looks suspicious.”

“And that’s what I saw. Red definitely had a drug-making lab set up in that cave, along with a makeshift apartment for himself. And a few dozen Pikachu, which I assume provide electricity to his whole operation.”

“I see,” Lisa replied, munching on a few fries that had just arrived at the table. “Somehow I’m not surprised. What other logical reason could one have for living in a place like that other than for some nefarious reason – something they wanted to keep hidden from the public? In any event, I’m sure my superior at the League Investigation Bureau would like to speak with you and review those photos you took. I’ll call her to meet us at the branch office in town.” The girl reached into her purple purse and took out her cell phone. Her companion stared at the device. Lisa noticed and said, “Yeah, I know this thing’s horribly outdated, but I really don’t need all the gadgets that those smartphones have. Anyway, let me make this call.”

Flipping open the phone, Lisa dialed the number of her superior. “Yes, Agent L, this is Agent 00479. I’m here in Celadon City with a colleague who has something she’d like to report… I see… Well, that works out perfectly. Let us finish our meal and we’ll be over there as soon as we can.”

Placing her phone back in her bag, Lisa said to her friend, “Turns out she’s already in town working on another case. But she said that she would definitely hear us out. After all, illegal drugs – for both humans and Pokémon – have become a major problem here in Kanto. And the local League and police seem to be doing little to curtail it. Some of us at the international level are looking into matters at the regional level to see if there are any under-the-table dealings going on to keep officials looking the other way.”

“And given the way that these guys essentially tossed me to the curb, I doubt that’s the only shady thing going on here in Kanto.”

Lisa nodded as she took a bite of her burger – plain, as usual. “Actually, that’s another matter my superior has been ‘unofficially’ investigating, so you definitely should bring that up with her. In fact, you’ll probably recognize her - she certainly remembers you.”

“Really? Who is it?”

Lisa let out a small chuckle. “You’ll find out soon enough. And the sooner we finish up here, the better!”

Pokémon League Investigation Unit, Celadon Branch, 6:29 PM

Leaf’s jaw dropped upon entering an office deep within the sprawling, steel-walled complex. She was face to face with a woman she recognized from her glory days… tall, wearing thin-frame glasses, and with her bright red hair tied into a bun in the back.

“Wait… Lorelei?”

“Ah, hello again. Miss Elizabeth Nicole Purvis, affectionately known as ‘Leaf.’ It’s been a long time. Good to see you again. Haven’t seen you since you were the rightful Champion of this region. Ah, but we can save the reunion for later. What brings you here?”

“You remember that I was Champion? But most everyone in Kanto forgot about me!”

Lorelei stood up from her office chair. “You may recall that I resigned my Elite Four position and moved back to Four Island while you were still Champion. Apparently the Kanto League’s brainwashing and propaganda didn’t reach that far, so I still have all my memories of you intact.”

“As I thought! So, my guess was correct! What are the details of all this?”

“Well, I don’t know specifically if any sort of Pokémon was used for this, but it wouldn’t surprise me if a Psychic type was somehow used. From what I gathered, memory-altering waves were broadcast, either through radio or television broadcasts, or perhaps both. Since one entity – the League – is in charge of both, no doubt they were the ones who broadcast it. Now why they did this is still speculation, but my hypothesis would be that some powerful individual with a lot of influence – or money, or both – somehow convinced the League to do this. Bribes and extortion may be involved. The signals obviously haven’t been broadcast for some time; otherwise we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now.”

“What sort of powerful person would have the motivation to replace me with Red, though? Seems a bit extreme to do that, and who would want to replace me so badly with him that they would go to these lengths?”

“I have an idea, but first things first. 00479 – that is, Lisa – informed me that you have something that you wanted to share with me.”

Leaf was shaking slightly, as the tall, bespectacled Lorelei gave off an imposing aura of authority. “Well, I ventured up Mount Silver to confront Red and get him to talk, but he wouldn’t. On my way down from the mountain, I happened to notice squealing sounds coming from one of the caves in the mountain. And what I saw… well, I’ll let you see the photos for yourself.” Leaf handed the former Elite Four her digital camera.

Lorelei sat back down and began to examine the pictures on the camera. “Hmmm… I see… Very interesting. Well, I can say that this is almost certainly a lab for manufacturing methamphetamines.
Based on these photos, I have enough evidence to issue a search warrant for Mount Silver immediately. I’ll have some of my agents raid the mountain and execute the warrant. If Red’s still there, we’ll also take him in for questioning. Meanwhile, it seems as if this development actually ties in with the reason I was in Kanto in the first place.”

“Really?” asked Lisa.

“Yes. My current assignment involves investigating the company, Omni Trainer Products. They’re a huge deal here and elsewhere. In Kanto, they operate all of the Pokémon Centers, Pokémon Marts, as well as other businesses like the Bike Shop, Safari Zone, and Game Corner. They have exclusive contracts with Kanto’s regional league to run the Centers and Marts, and receive funding from them to do so. That’s why the Centers offer services free of charge.

“However, as I’m sure Leaf is well aware, OTP is cutting corners everywhere. Pokémon Centers here are poorly maintained, the Marts are equally neglected and charge exorbitant prices for merchandise, and the whole Safari Zone policy of not allowing trainers to use their Pokémon within the facility is suspect in and of itself.”

“I know!” Leaf shouted. “You wouldn’t believe how long I had to spend in that blasted Safari Zone just to catch a Chansey! And those Centers are just crawling with stray Weedle and Pikachu, and half of those rats seemed like they had rabies…”

Lorelei continued, “Even manufacturers and suppliers like Silph have complained. OTP is forcing them to keep old, outdated technology in production when superior products are readily available, and only making the higher-grade supplies available in select markets. This obviously forces trainers to waste money on ineffective and obsolete products. Now normally, the regional League is tasked with inspecting these facilities to ensure they’re being operated up to code, but obviously these inspections are not taking place in Kanto. We suspect that OTP is keeping operating costs to a bare minimum, bribing League officials to look the other way, and pocketing the rest of the cash.”

“Well,” said Leaf as she adjusted her hat, “the shady behavior is right in line with how I was replaced with Red, but how is this case and my discovery in the cave related? And how does it tie in to the brainwashing scheme?”

“Excellent question. The president and CEO of OTP is a man named Tobias Peter Bartles. Regarding Red, after the whole debacle with him becoming Champion, I did a little digging into his past. Red’s last name, according to official records… is Bartles.”

Leaf’s jaw dropped. “But… I’d been by his place in Pallet Town when we were kids… he definitely didn’t live in a mansion, or anything else that made the family seem rich!”

“Exactly. When Red expressed interest in becoming a Pokémon Master, his father didn’t want people to think that Red’s rise to the top was paid for by his rich family. So he feigned a separation from his wife, the mother and son moved to Pallet Town, and Tobias remained in the family estate, to give the illusion that Red was from a normal, working-class family. Of course, the irony of it all is, that when Red turned out to be a complete failure as a trainer, he had to have his family pay for his rise to the top anyway. At least that’s the only logical conclusion I could come to.”

Leaf sulked. “Well, he would have the motivation to establish Red as Champion – and the means to influence the League to carry it out. Looks like he’s the culprit.”

Lisa rubbed her chin. “This whole matter involving Red… seems very strange to me…”

“Indeed, it’s strange. Someone who suffered thirty-four consecutive losses to Brock, and did not even challenge the other seven gyms according to their records… how someone like that could suddenly become Champion made no sense at all. At least, not without something dishonest going on behind the scenes. And it’s a good thing I made copies of these old Gym records before I left the Elite Four… When I did some research during this current investigation, I found that the records had been altered to replace Leaf’s name with Red’s, and had erased all of his losses to Brock.”

“So, what do we do now?” asked Leaf, with an angry frown.

Lorelei leaned back in her office chair. “Now, we need to wait for our evidence recovery team to return from Mount Silver. Hopefully we’ll get enough evidence to issue a search warrant for OTP headquarters and the residence of Mr. Bartles.”

Omni Trainer Products, Kanto Division, Saffron City, 8:26 PM

The day was beginning to fade in the central metropolis of Saffron, where the fading sun’s light reflected off the many high-rise office buildings that housed many of Kanto’s biggest corporations. But even among the numerous skyscrapers, one company’s building rose above the rest – eighty-four stories of sleek, smooth glass and steel that dwarfed every other building in town. It was fitting that this largest building was home to Kanto’s largest company – Omni Trainer Products, a business with operations worldwide.

Despite the company’s multi-billion dollar profits, tonight was not a good night for the company’s leading man. His office was located on the top floor, with floor-to-ceiling windows providing a panoramic view of the city – almost if looking down on the other companies in town. The office was decorated in a manner befitting a CEO – thick red curtains, granite flooring, elaborate chandelier, expensive glass sculptures of Pikachu, a huge portrait of the company’s founder on the wall, and a wall-mounted large-size monitor fitted across from the massive steel desk.

“WHAT! League agents have begun to scale Mount Silver?” A well dressed, red-haired man rose from his large leather chair, looking pale and very worried.

“That’s what I’m seeing on my surveillance cameras,” came a monotone, mechanical voice.

“Son, then we don’t have much time. Take the computer, get to the top of that mountain, and fly the hell off that mountain! Meet at the estate; I’m on my way there now. We can’t let the authorities get their hands on the records on that computer!” Hanging up the phone, the man yelled out, “Shit! There goes one very lucrative side project!” Grabbing his briefcase, he locked his office and dashed to the elevator, past startled employees. The man made his way to the attached parking garage, looking for his reserved spot. In a space marked “Reserved for Omni CEO T. Bartles,” he got into his bright red Lamborghini roadster and sped out of the garage and onto the streets of Saffron as the sun was beginning to set. Picking up his smartphone, he dialed.

“Red, are you off that mountain yet?”

The same mechanical voice from before replied, “Yes, I’m flying on Charizard but it’s tough carrying this computer while hanging on.”

“Okay, I don’t think that hard drive will survive a fall from that height, especially if it sinks in water. Once you fly over a large lake, you can let that thing go.”

“Roger. I’ll meet you at the estate as soon as I can. And I’m going to make the bitch that ratted us out pay.”

“You know who it is?”

“Yes. I’ll tell you when I get back home. Hold on… this looks like a good place to dump this cargo. I’m out…”

Tobias switched off his phone, face twisted into an angry scowl. “Those drugs brought in millions a year… I’ve had dealers from as far away as Unova buy that stuff from me and Red… I don’t give a shit who it was that snitched… they will pay!”

Pokémon League Investigation Unit, Celadon Branch, 9:07 PM

“Okay, thank you very much. I look forward to seeing the evidence tomorrow.” With those words, Lorelei hung up her phone. She turned to Leaf and Lisa.

“That was one of our agents dispatched to Mount Silver. The bad news is that the computer – which likely contained detailed records of their dealings – was nowhere to be found. The good news is that the agents were able to recover pretty much everything involved in the making of the drugs, as well as proof that Red was the one inhabiting the space… apparently in his haste, he left behind an old Trainer ID card of his, back when he was in the Championship spotlight. It’s not enough for a search warrant, but nonetheless I think we’ll pay a visit to OTP headquarters in Saffron tomorrow. See what Tobias has to say, and if Red’s with him.”

“Excellent plan,” said Lisa. “Even though I doubt he’ll say anything outright to us, we’ll be able to tell by his actions and demeanor if he’s hiding something.”

Lorelei nodded. “Indeed. Anyway, at the crime scene, they also recovered thirty four Pikachu, which we’ll have to put to sleep. Really, Kanto has enough of a Pikachu overpopulation problem as it is. While Red was Champion, he carried out this stupid idea to introduce Pikachu to every single rural route in Kanto. Simply amazing that they didn’t upset the region’s ecosystem too badly, though more than a few once common species are now on the endangered list because of them.”

“I know!” scoffed Leaf. “Seems like nowadays you can’t walk ten steps into a patch of grass without seeing one of those things!”

“Anyway, Leaf,” said Lorelei, “for the intents and purposes of this investigation, I am officially deputizing you as a League Special Agent. You will be partnered with Agent 00479 for the duration of the operation.” She handed Leaf a black leather case. Opening the case, Leaf took a look at the shining badge inside.

“Thank you, Lorelei.”

“I figured that as the former and rightful champion, that meant two things. One, that you have a personal vested interest in this investigation; and two, that you have the necessary skills with Pokémon so that you can hold your own. However, I do ask that you leave use of firearms and driving to 00479, as she has the extensive training and skills needed in such situations. As for hand-to-hand combat, I leave that to your own discretion, based on your confidence level and training with martial arts or self-defense classes.”

“Yes, ma’am. I understand.”

“And 00479, since Leaf is a deputized civilian operative, you are tasked with protecting her, using deadly force if necessary.”

Lisa nodded. “Understood, Commander.”

“Now, get some rest. I believe 00479 has a hotel room booked in the city, am I correct?”

“Yes, Commander.”

“Leaf, if you don’t mind, I’d like you to share a room with her. It would make a good location for you to review evidence in case you don’t get a chance to return here to do so. Now, we’ll meet up here at 7:30 in the morning and head over to OTP headquarters. Get some rest.”

The girls nodded and headed out of the office. Once they were gone, Lorelei leaned back in her chair and let out a sigh.

“Three long years… hopefully with this drug lab discovery, we’ll finally be able to close this investigation. And give that girl back the title that she rightfully deserves.”

Quality Suites Celadon City, Room 159, 10:25 PM

“The discovery of this meth lab on Mount Silver will hopefully put a major dent in the flow of illegal drugs throughout Kanto and Johto. Officials believe that the lab’s isolated location helped keep it hidden for over two years until it was discovered by an individual hiking through the mountain. League agents are not saying if they have any speculation as to who may be responsible for its operation.

“It is believed that the current influx of illegal drugs began in early 2010. Since then, it has become an epidemic that has plagued the inner city streets, small towns, and schools across both Kanto and Johto, and even beyond them. There have already been over a hundred gang and drug-related murders in Kanto alone this year, and we’re not even halfway through 2012 yet. We will keep you updated on any unfolding details regarding this discovery. For News 5, this is Rick Lansing.”

With a button press on the remote, the news report abruptly came to an end. “Okay, that’s enough news; after all we’ll be living and breathing this investigation for a while now.”

Lisa and Leaf both let out sighs. The two girls relaxed in the living room of a spacious two-room suite, sitting on the room’s purple-colored sofa. Now with an anime show playing on the flat-panel television, Leaf and Lisa finally had time for a girl-to-girl chat. Both girls had changed into nightgowns. Leaf’s was green while Lisa’s was purple.

“Lisa, I want to thank you again for helping me out. And I have to thank Lorelei again, too.”

“Well, don’t thank me just yet. We don’t know if this investigation will even lead anywhere, or if it’ll result in the truth about Red being exposed. All we can do is collect whatever evidence we can and hopefully have a witness come forward.”

“Yeah, I know, but thanks for giving me the benefit of the doubt. Most people wouldn’t even take my story seriously. I mean, I wouldn’t believe it myself except that it actually happened to me.”

“It’s definitely not something you would ever expect to happen. Shows you the power of Pokémon and how bad things can get if their power is misused. But don’t worry; I know you’re Champion material – you wouldn’t have been able to beat me in the nationals five years ago if you weren’t.”

Leaf laughed. “Yeah, I remember that! You were fresh off your own journey, and you put up one heck of a fight there. Wasn’t that tournament at the college where you graduated?”

“Yeah, it was! Talk about irony! That journey was also where I first met Lorelei, and she’s been my mentor ever since then.” Lisa let out a yawn.

“Hmmm… yeah, I do recall Lorelei resigning from the Elite Four not long after I became Champion. I helped her out with some criminal activity taking place in her hometown, and I think that’s what pushed her to pursue the criminal investigations.” Now it was Leaf’s turn to yawn.

“Wow, okay, maybe that’s a sign that we both need to turn in for the night,” Lisa said as she switched off the TV. “We have a big day tomorrow, after all. Hopefully we’ll get some answers.”

“I’m wanting to see what kind of guy this Bartles character is. Being Red’s father, I’m not really expecting that he’s going to be a fine upstanding citizen.”

“Somehow, I doubt that as well.” Both girls got up from the sofa and headed to the bedroom, where two queen beds with gold duvet covers awaited them.

Bartles Estate, Route 16, May 30, 12:35 AM

The massive, gated residence of the Bartles family was shrouded in the darkness of night. Armed sentries made their security rounds, accompanied by several Arcanine, each of them growling and snarling viciously. Inside the huge, lavish mansion, an executive and his son were engaged in a tense discussion. They were seated in a large living room with black leather furniture. The extravagant crystal chandelier overhead was not lit; instead a fireplace crackled and provided light and heat to the room. The stuffed head of a Nidoking hung over the mantle, its long purple horn giving off a polished shine.

“You sure it was her?” asked the father, Tobias, now wearing a black nightrobe.

“I don’t see who else it could be. She hunts me down on that mountain, battles me and leaves, and later that day the feds come snooping around. I’m absolutely certain it was her. Stupid bitch beat up my prized Pokémon – even had the audacity to insult my Pikachu.”

“Damn. I knew we should’ve killed her as soon as she returned to Kanto… or at least kept broadcasting those brainwashing radio broadcasts so she would’ve forgotten, too. I should’ve guessed that she’d someday want answers. Nothing we can do about it now. It’d take too long now to gather the necessary Pokémon, train them, and get the signals back on the air.”

“No, there is one thing,” Red said through his electronic voice box, a wicked smirk forming on his face. “Remember what we did to the Pokémon that left me like this?” he asked, pointing at a long scar across his throat.

“Ah, yes,” Tobias answered as the pair looked up toward the stuffed Nidoking head. “We stabbed it, decapitated it alive, then burned the body to a crisp and mounted the head. Are you suggesting we mount her head on our mantle, as well?”

“No, I couldn’t stand to look at something that ugly. But the rest of the plan sounds like an excellent idea, although let’s burn her while she’s alive and then hack off the skull if it’s still there. Maybe we can slaughter her Pokémon and mount their heads on the wall.”

“It’s because of that stupid Nidoking that you couldn’t bask in the limelight for very long. After you lost your voice, you really had no choice but to relinquish the title of Champion to Lance and go into hiding.”

“Well, at least it worked out well. I became revered as a legend of sorts in Kanto, and it provided the perfect cover for our drug operation… until she came along.”

Tobias stood up. “Back to our current concerns, I’m sure those League pigs will be by my office tomorrow. They’ll probably also be searching the estate and your mom’s place in Pallet Town. I do have a concealed closet behind a bookcase in my office. I’ll have you come to work with me, and when those pigs come around, I’ll just hide you in there until they leave. Only thing is, we’ll have to come in early so you’re not spotted by any of my employees. Your face is too well-known across Kanto – it’s hard keeping someone secret when they’re a celebrity.”

“Yeah, I’m definitely going to have to lay low for awhile. Maybe dye my hair and grow a beard. But until I do, I suppose I’ll have to remain in hiding.”

The father replied, “After the league questions us, I’ll hole you up here. I’m sure it’s got to be better than that makeshift apartment we set up in that cave.”

“And a hell of a lot warmer, as well. Amazing that you were even able to set up wi-fi and satellite TV in that place.”

“Red, never underestimate the power of technology. Of course, we’ll have to rely on more low-tech measures,” Tobias said as he took a .38 revolver from a drawer on the end table, “should the League give us too much trouble.”

Red smiled. “Nothing wrong with that. Though I’d prefer to do the job with my Pokémon, I suppose your method is faster and more efficient.”

“Alright, I’m off to bed. Gotta get to the office early tomorrow in order to greet our visitors.”

Red grabbed the TV remote. “I think I’ll stay up a little while longer. It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to relax here.”

Haruka of Hoenn
June 17th, 2012, 12:59 PM
So Lisa makes another comeback... I like how you chose to introduce her into the story, with showing her as she would be on any normal day. It’s sort of like how it would be done in a movie. (So the Pokemon League has extreme driving units, eh? I guess it makes sense. They already have special agents, so they might as well :P)

Despite the company’s multi-billion dollar profits, tonight was not a good night for the company’s leading man. His office was located on the top floor, with floor-to-ceiling windows providing a panoramic view of the city – almost if looking down on the other companies in town. The office was decorated in a manner befitting a CEO – thick red curtains, granite flooring, elaborate chandelier, expensive glass sculptures of Pikachu, a huge portrait of the company’s founder on the wall, and a wall-mounted large-size monitor fitted across from the massive steel desk.Somehow that doesn't seem fitting with the CEO image :P Good job with the opening in this scene, by the way. I especially like this line:

almost if looking down on the other companies in town.Because that's totally what he's doing. And we all know it's true. Hehe.

“The discovery of this meth lab on Mount Silver will hopefully put a major dent in the flow of illegal drugs throughout Kanto and Johto. Officials believe that the lab’s isolated location helped keep it hidden for over two years until it was discovered by an individual hiking through the mountain. League agents are not saying if they have any speculation as to who may be responsible for its operation.

“It is believed that the current influx of illegal drugs began in early 2010. Since then, it has become an epidemic that has plagued the inner city streets, small towns, and schools across both Kanto and Johto, and even beyond them. There have already been over a hundred gang and drug-related murders in Kanto alone this year, and we’re not even halfway through 2012 yet. We will keep you updated on any unfolding details regarding this discovery. For News 5, this is Rick Lansing.”

With a button press on the remote, the news report abruptly came to an end. “Okay, that’s enough news; after all we’ll be living and breathing this investigation for a while now.”

Lisa and Leaf both let out sighs. The two girls relaxed in the living room of a spacious two-room suite, sitting on the room’s purple-colored sofa. Now with an anime show playing on the flat-panel television, Leaf and Lisa finally had time for a girl-to-girl chat. Both girls had changed into nightgowns. Leaf’s was green while Lisa’s was purple.I really like the idea for this opening. You make Kanto seem like such a dark, crime-ridden place :P That's not really how I think of it, but seeing things in a new light is also good. The only thing about this opening that tripped me was the way with which you introduced the dialogue as coming from the TV. Aside from a few dialogue cues, I wasn't really aware that they were watching the news. Maybe you could italicize the text to make it more obvious what it is?

I also think it would be better if you say who spoke that first time. I was a bit confused at the transition, and putting a 'Leaf said' or 'Lisa said' would at least tell me who's there.

“No, there is one thing,” Red said through his electronic voice box, a wicked smirk forming on his face. “Remember what we did to the Pokémon that left me like this?” he asked, pointing at a long scar across his throat.I love the idea of Red's voice being mechanical and monotone-machine-like. It's intriguing, but creepy at the same time. I do hope you'll go into more depth on what happened to him. I know Red's an evil character and all, but it's also kind of sad. Maybe the accident was what corrupted him?


As always, looking forward to the next chapter! You've set up the characters with varying personalities and Pikachu-preferences... so now I'm eager to see how things will heat up. See you next time!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
June 17th, 2012, 04:41 PM
So Lisa makes another comeback... I like how you chose to introduce her into the story, with showing her as she would be on any normal day. It’s sort of like how it would be done in a movie. (So the Pokemon League has extreme driving units, eh? I guess it makes sense. They already have special agents, so they might as well :P)
I don't think I could write any chaptered story without Lisa ;) Just an average day at the proving grounds, showing off her mad automotive skillz xD Not every problem can be solved by Pokemon... sometimes agents need a lead foot to be able to catch their suspects. Or other methods, as will be revealed in time...

Somehow that doesn't seem fitting with the CEO image :P
Well, it is his son's preferred Pokemon, after all...

Because that's totally what he's doing. And we all know it's true. Hehe.
Naturally.

I really like the idea for this opening. You make Kanto seem like such a dark, crime-ridden place :P That's not really how I think of it, but seeing things in a new light is also good.
I've always liked to put a "real world" spin on the Pokemon world... and besides real world companies and vehicles, that also includes the seedier side of things... things aren't as rosy as they appear in the games or show...

I suppose I can see what I can do about the dialogue and stuff. But actually, either one could've said it... I don't think I even remember, lol.

I love the idea of Red's voice being mechanical and monotone-machine-like. It's intriguing, but creepy at the same time. I do hope you'll go into more depth on what happened to him. I know Red's an evil character and all, but it's also kind of sad. Maybe the accident was what corrupted him?
I've heard people on the site say that he doesn't speak because he's trying to be cool or mysterious or something. Well, I say that it's because he can't speak... not naturally, anyway. I actually haven't expanded on that whole incident yet, but I could do it during another father/son conversation...

I don't think the incident was what started him down the wrong path... he had this aspiration to usurp the championship long before then. But it could've helped turn him into the sort of psychotic nutjob who, you know, wants to burn someone alive and have her Pokemon's heads mounted on his wall... I dunno, I might be all ambigious and stuff and leave it to the reader to speculate what exactly made him like this.

As always, looking forward to the next chapter! You've set up the characters with varying personalities and Pikachu-preferences... so now I'm eager to see how things will heat up. See you next time!
Glad you liked it... This chapter was all about the setup, next chapter is where the action begins :P

Thanks for stopping by and posting!

docowocool
June 28th, 2012, 11:15 AM
Well done again. Here is your review and constructive critisism you asked for.

I like the way that you have portrayed Red as an evil guy... Nice reasoning for him saying "... ... ... ..." at you in the games. Im interested in the incedent with the face. Leaf being kicked out was quite a real world view on the Pokemon world so always enjoyable. And Lisa makes another return ;) . The Pokemon league does car stuff? Oh well, amazing and funny side effect by the(amazing) author being obsessed with Buicks. Right lets attempt to find a typo...

Near the end of the last chapter Reds dad says stuff then a break then "should the league give..." etc Im sure it should be a capital S as in "Should the league..." Nothing else I noticed. Just make sure Lisa wears some pink dresses. And that they use Pokemon. So no sneaky chapters only with cars while Im gone? Right? (put a Buick in it)

PS which game is Leaf in

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
June 30th, 2012, 05:37 PM
Perhaps not quite as evil as his father, though... however both definitely have issues. And I like the horrible accident scenario, too :P His silence finally revealed! Wouldn't be one of my stories without Lisa :) The League's become more modern... their law enforcement agents can't get by with Pokemon alone...

Well, actually with that... he stops mid-sentence as he retrieves his gun, then continues, so technically, it's all part of the same sentence.
Just make sure Lisa wears some pink dresses. And that they use Pokemon. So no sneaky chapters only with cars while Im gone?
Actually, I can't guarantee either one... Lisa's blue dress/green blouse outfit is pretty much her trademark, and I want this to be quite different from the other stories out there, where people solve their problems in a more direct, more effective, and more deadly way. But rest assured, where there are cars, there will be other weaponry...

She appears in the Fire Red/Leaf Green remake games for GBA.

docowocool
July 1st, 2012, 05:36 AM
;) so thats where Leaf was! Strangely, when I was hacking an Emerald rom, Red and Leaf were there! Can't wait to hack her Pokemon to lvl100 (I have all gym leaders with lvl 100) only 3 gyms through though... Hurry up with a new chapter. (and an old Buick)

Dragonfree
July 3rd, 2012, 05:11 PM
You know, I actually think this is a pretty interesting idea. The canon discrepancy between the player being able to play as Leaf in FR/LG and the champion always being Red in HG/SS, while understandable from the developers' point of view, is a neat concept to run with in a fanfic, especially since G/S/C arguably wanted us to feel a bit jarred and alienated when a character we'd been thinking of as ourselves had suddenly isolated himself from society and stopped speaking. So I really enjoy the idea of Leaf coming back from a trip abroad only to discover all her achievements are suddenly being attributed to some kid named Red who is now living as a hermit somewhere in the mountains (though I found it a shame to hear about all this only through a summarized prologue, since portraying Leaf's confusion and existential crisis as everyone tells her she doesn't exist would have been very interesting).

But I'm afraid I'm not really a fan of where you ran with it. I was all for Red being portrayed in a morally dubious light, but you seem to have just stripped away everything that was potentially interesting about Red in the process. Canonically, Red is intriguing because his silence and self-inflicted isolation suggest something abnormal in his psychology. This could be interpreted charitably or uncharitably, positively or negatively - I honestly don't favor any particular interpretation of Red, and if anything I find the darker ones more interesting. But the thing is you went and removed psychology from the equation altogether by giving these puzzling facts simple, practical explanations: he went to Mt. Silver to hide his drug operation, and he doesn't speak because he physically can't. And then you just pile on cartoonish atrocities instead, in an overzealous attempt to make us hate him as much as you do - Red isn't only not the rightful champion and instated through a conspiracy against Leaf (which I'd have had no objection to in itself), but he is also a comically incompetent trainer and a drug dealer and misogynistic and indirectly responsible for the destruction of ecosystems thanks to Pikachu overpopulation and a violent psychopath. Ultimately, you've taken a character with a perfect canonical basis for dark or sinister interpretations and ditched that to make him into a generic over-the-top villain who does evil things because he's evil. That was a massive disappointment to me given all the potential the basic concept had for exploring what on earth could really be going through the head of someone who pulls off such a crazy stunt and then retreats into a cave where he can't even enjoy his success.

Your portrayal of Red, though exaggerated by your personal hatred for him, is part of a wider pattern that was bugging me all throughout Lurking in the Shadows and seems to be repeating itself here, namely that you tend to write things as being very black and white. The world is split into good guys, who are nice, friendly, righteous, competent, polite, always agree with one another, and think Pikachu is annoying; and bad guys, who are stupid, rude, incompetent, completely morally bankrupt, and think Pikachu is great. There is no such thing as someone who has a real character flaw but isn't rotten scum made to be hated, or an antagonistic character who has genuinely sympathetic motives, or any other position on the spectrum of character morality than the two extremes. This simplistic portrayal of the characters makes not just the characters themselves but also the plot of the story less interesting: it's obvious to the point of inanity who we're supposed to root for, agree with, and generally like, not just in the main conflict but at every step of the way.

Obviously you've got this story going already with Red as a straightforward villain, so going on complaining about that would just be complaining that you're not writing the story I wanted to read, which is not what I'm shooting for here. But I would like to encourage you, since you're writing a new fic, to try to get a bit out of your comfort zone with regards to the other characters. Let the good guys disagree passionately on something that matters, or some villains have motivations that aren't obviously and straightforwardly evil. Try some characters who are morally righteous but bad-tempered and arrogant, or a murderer who genuinely believes and can argue that he is doing the right thing. Let a villain be genuinely more competent at something than Lisa, or someone be well-meaning but misguided. There are so many more nuanced ways for a character to be than just generally good or generally bad, and more of that nuance could do wonders for your fic.

A couple of other brief comments:

I don't think the thing with the mass hypnosis holds water if it was really only mainland Kanto that was affected. The Sevii Islands have plenty of contact with the rest of Kanto; surely somebody would have noticed that suddenly the champion was supposed to be someone else, especially since Leaf herself had a role in stopping Team Rocket in the Sevii Islands so they'd be pretty familiar with her. And what about Johto, which shares a league with Kanto? The sudden champion switch shouldn't have gone unnoticed among Johtoan trainers. The rest of the world should have noticed too, to a somewhat lesser extent. Your fics are pretty tech-heavy, and a tech-heavy world is a communication-heavy world where what happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas very long if it was any combination of significant and public - which the champion of a league definitely would be.

I really balked at the bit where apparently Lisa can land a plane with math. At the absolute least, any math Lisa can do, the plane's navigational equipment should be able to do more precisely and with more ease - that's the point of navigational equipment. The mention seems to serve little purpose other than to make Lisa look cool.

I was somewhat confused by how resigned Leaf was to apparently being an outcast for good near the end of the prologue. She brought a camera, and as far as I can tell from the text, it recorded the battle where she creamed him just fine. So why can't she go and show that around as proof that Red is a lousy trainer and couldn't possibly be the real champion?


There is more stuff I could comment on, but this is getting way long enough already. Good luck, anyway.

Mentalii
July 8th, 2012, 02:27 AM
Well, it's still good :) That's an inventive plot you imagined about Red's story, I would have never thought about that. This is very twisted, all that story about drugs and so on!
The way you depicted Red still disturbs me, I couldn't imagine him this way, but at least that changes from the story that depict him as a heroe, as the best of the bests.

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
July 8th, 2012, 01:03 PM
Well, it's still good :) That's an inventive plot you imagined about Red's story, I would have never thought about that. This is very twisted, all that story about drugs and so on!
The way you depicted Red still disturbs me, I couldn't imagine him this way, but at least that changes from the story that depict him as a heroe, as the best of the bests.

Thanks! There's some sadistic part of me who actually likes to show things more twisted and sinister than they appear in the franchise normally xD

Yep, my portrayal of him here isn't like anything seen before... then again, my opinion of him isn't like anyone else's so that probably explains it :) And hey, someone needed to expose him for the type of person he really is, and not the facade of respectability he hides behind :P

Thanks for reading!

Chapter Notes:

Thanks to Haruka of Hoenn for proofreading drafts of this chapter.

The PG-13 rating stands due to violence, drug use, and language.

Chapter 2

Omni Trainer Products, Kanto Division, Saffron City, May 30, 9:04 AM

Tobias Bartles was watching the computer monitor on his desk intently, with Red and two well-dressed men looking on. The bookcase was moved out of position, revealing a door. The CEO noticed three women enter the lobby of the building on the surveillance image on his screen. “Quick! Get in the closet!” Red and one of the men entered the passageway, while the other man shoved the heavy bookcase back into place after them.

A few minutes later his secretary buzzed in to the office through the intercom. “Mr. Bartles, three women from the League Investigation Bureau are here to see you.”

“Send them in.”

As Lisa, Leaf, and Lorelei entered the lavish top-floor office, the boss greeted them with a smile. “Well, what can I do for you today?”

Lorelei flashed her badge. “Pokémon League, Investigation Bureau. I am Lorelei, and I’m here with agents Lisa Northwood and Elizabeth Purvis. Mr. Bartles, I trust you are aware of the League’s discovery of a meth lab deep within Mount Silver that was found yesterday?”

“Why yes, it’s been all over the news. Why do you ask?”

“Is it not true that your son, Red, was last seen on Mount Silver?”

Tobias’ smile disappeared as he stood up at his desk. “Agent Lorelei, are you trying to imply that my son is involved in the manufacture of illegal drugs? I know my own son far better than you. I know that he is a fine, upstanding citizen who once served as Champion and is still highly regarded throughout both Kanto and Johto. I am quite insulted that you would make such a bold accusation against my own flesh and blood, especially to my face. Or are you just jealous that you could never beat him as an Elite Four member?” The executive’s smile returned, only this time it was a sly smirk.

“First of all, Mr. Bartles,” Lorelei said with a hint of irritation in her voice as she crossed her arms across her chest, “I am quite insulted that you would think that I, as a professional, would harbor a grudge against something as trivial as losing to someone during their official League challenge. Second, I never recall battling your son at all. I do recall, however, battling and losing to the young lady to my right,” she continued as she motioned to Leaf.

Leaf added, “And I remember quite vividly that I held the title of Champion for two years – from mid-2006 to mid-2008. I even have documentation to prove it.”

“Well, it is sad to see that your memory has failed the both of you. And that the young lady has seen fit to forge official League paperwork. If you check official League records, you’ll discover that Red has been listed as Champion from mid 2006 to late 2009, when he decided to step out of the spotlight. Moreover, there is no record at all of Kanto ever having a female Champion. And even if your story – which I find quite unbelievable – was true, why would you wait four years after your alleged “replacement” to investigate?”

Leaf hesitated. Mr. Bartles continued, “As I thought. You have no reason. And I don’t know why you’re telling me all this in the first place, other than trying to discredit my son. I am a business executive. I have no sway in the League’s selection of Champion.”

“With all due respect, Mr. Bartles,” Lisa said, “you are the Indigo League’s official operator of Pokémon Centers and Marts. To say that you have no influence in the League is, quite frankly, unbelievable.”

“I will repeat myself. While I and my organization do have say in some of the League’s policies, the selection of Champion, Elite Four members, Gym Leaders, and the like are not among them. And we have strayed off topic. Even if these allegations against my son are true – which I can assure you that they are not – it doesn’t change the fact that I have not had contact with my son since 2009. Whatever activities he may or may not have been involved in, I have no knowledge of them. Will that be all, ladies?”

“For today,” Lorelei answered.

“Then please, leave my office. I am quite a busy man, you know. And have a nice day.”

The three investigators made their way to the elevator. Lisa said, “We don’t even have probable cause to seize his computer or check his cell phone records. And he’ll probably replace both by the time we do find enough evidence. We have enough to charge Red for the drugs based on finding his old ID card in the cave with the lab, but since nobody’s seen him…”

Leaf sulked. “So, we’re out of luck?”

Lorelei answered, “Not by a long shot. We just need one witness who’s willing to testify. Then we can go about seizing more concrete evidence.”

“And I think I know how we can find one.”

“All right, 00479. Let’s head back to headquarters. I’ll issue surveillance to trail Bartles and to recover any computers that are discarded by the company or at his estate.”

Meanwhile, back in the office, Tobias watched as the three agents left the building. As soon as they left, Red emerged from his hiding spot.

“No doubt they’re gonna order their agents to watch me. Sorry, son, but you’ll have to bear with this – we need to sneak you out. Tripp and Mercer, go down to the storeroom and get our largest shipping box and a hand truck. Quickly, now! Before they start surveillance on us!”

“Yes, sir!” The two men quickly left the office.

Red’s artificial voice started up. “So you’re sneaking me out inside a shipping box? Clever, but I hope they don’t catch on.”

“I hope not either. And by the time you get back, I hope they’re done snooping around the estate – otherwise I would’ve just left you there.”

“So, what do we do with your computers, Dad?”

“We hang onto them, for now, but we start wiping records. They don’t have probable cause so they can’t barge in and take them. But if we throw them out – or even just the hard drives, they can just take them from the dumpsters. It’s technically public property as soon as we toss them.”

“I see. But how do we know they won’t get their probable cause?”

“At this point, they need a witness to testify. This morning I ordered Tripp to have his men watch those that I think might turn on me. If they do try to snitch, they’ll kill them. We already made Franklin an example; hopefully that’ll scare them stiff.”

“What about the others?”

“Don’t worry about them. I know them well enough to know that greed alone will keep them in our corner. But that girl in the blue dress… Northwood… I’ve heard that name somewhere… Wait, I know exactly who she is! I was trying to establish OTP in some region way off somewhere, but some company called Northwood beat me to the punch. Later, I began funding some ‘brotherhood’ cult that was researching mind control and Shadow Pokémon, in the hopes that they would take over that region and would allow OTP to kick Northwood out and start operations there. But that group was dismantled…”

Tobias went to his computer and began typing furiously. After looking at several sites, he yelled out, “I knew it! The executives’ bio page on the Northwood company website says that their CEO’s daughter is named Lisa… and news reports about the defeat of that brotherhood group mentions the Northwood girl as one of the principal figures involved in their downfall! Well, Red, you want to kill that Leaf girl badly, but now I want to kill that Northwood girl just as much. I invested millions into that brotherhood cult and because of her, that investment was a total loss!”

Pokémon League Investigation Unit, Celadon Branch, 10:35 AM

Lorelei hung up the phone and placed the receiver back on the base. “Okay, I’ve got agents keeping an eye on the Bartles residence and the OTP headquarters. Fortunately Bartles drives a bright red Lamborghini so I don’t think it’ll be too hard to track him. And that car’s his pride and joy; if he suddenly starts driving something like a Hyundai instead, we’ll know something’s up. Now, 00479, did you say you might have a way to get us a witness?”

“Yes. You don’t suppose Bartles would be above tax evasion and misreporting, do you?”

“No, we’ve already been investigating OTP’s finances and trying to build a case. We’ve compiled enough evidence to charge the company’s accountant, but we haven’t acted on it since we’re still trying to link CEO Bartles directly to the fraud.”

“Okay, do you know who this accountant is?”

“I believe his name is Dirk Turner, who lives in Vermilion. OTP lists Turner as their CPA on their website.”

Lisa began to scratch her chin. “This Turner… has he been in trouble with the law before regarding tax fraud?”

Lorelei turned to her computer. After a few keystrokes, she shook her head. “Aside from two speeding tickets and a parking violation, he hasn’t been in any trouble with the law.”

Fidgeting with her dress, Lisa said, “Well, that’s good. The fact that OTP is probably his only client that is involved in tax fraud probably means he isn’t a Bernie Madoff-type and he just got himself in over his head. He could be our witness. Let’s go ahead and issue that warrant and I’ll confront him about it…”

Lorelei held up her hand. “Wait. Agents 00158 and 00236 have just wrapped up a mission in Sinnoh and are returning to Vermilion Port this afternoon. I’ll have them remain there and then they can confront Turner.”

“Oh, I haven’t worked together with them in a long time! Think they’ll become part of the investigation?”

“Quite possibly. But back to business. I’ll go ahead and prepare a warrant for Turner. I need you and Leaf to check out the Deuces Wild Bar downtown. We’ve collected evidence that it’s being used as a front for money laundering, and OTP might be involved. We might get more witnesses from that operation. Stop and see Agent E in R&D first; see if he has any gadgets for you.”

“Yes, Commander. Let’s go and check this place out.”

Leaf and Lisa left Lorelei to do her research. After making a stop by the R&D department to pick up some equipment, both girls made their way out of the facility. In the parking lot, Lisa led her companion to a dark blue Buick Roadmaster Estate wagon. Unlocking the door, she said, “No, this isn’t my personal car, but it is my designated vehicle when I’m doing official business in Kanto.”

Leaf got into the front passenger seat and settled in. “I know I’ve ridden in here already, but I just gotta say : Ooh, these seats are nice and comfy!”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way! I’m all about the luxury in my cars! Wait until I get out on the road and you see how smooth and quietly this rides!” After Lisa turned on the air conditioning and connected her MP3 player to the Buick's stereo, she was ready to go. Firing up the V-8 engine, she carefully maneuvered the big wood-trimmed station wagon onto Celadon's main highway.

Once on the road, and talking over the sound of an 80’s pop ballad on the stereo, Leaf asked, “Those two agents Lorelei mentioned coming into Vermilion… you know them?”

“Yup! Their actual names are Alexis Howard and Shannon Fisher. I actually met them while on my journey, and they convinced me to do crime investigation for the League… they actually quit badge collecting to enlist. It’s been months since I’ve seen them and I hope I can work with them on this mission. Oh, here we are.”

The girls looked at the building in front of them. It looked worse for wear, with big neon signs displaying “Deuces Wild” and names of various brands of beer – “Miller,” “Bud Light,” and “Coors” the most prominent among them. A half dozen Harley Davidson motorcycles were parked outside, along with a beat-up black Chevy Camaro with flames sloppily painted on the sides.

Lisa picked up the microphone for her in-car police radio. “Yes, this is League Bureau Special Agent 00479. I am requesting a backup officer be sent to the Deuces Wild Bar in Celadon. We are preparing to question a subject within and may be taking him into custody.” Placing the mike back on its holder, she turned to Leaf.

“Well, don’t this place look inviting?” Leaf asked, rolling her eyes in disgust.

Her companion scoffed. “Sure does. Okay, the guy we’re looking for is Bradley Johnson, but he goes by ‘Big Dog.’ I don’t have a picture of the guy, but I’d say we’re looking for someone big.”

“Naturally.” The girls exited the car and walked into the bar, where the smell of smoke and alcohol hit them instantly. It was a dark, smoky place, with minimal lighting, trash and cigarette butts all over the wooden floor and tables, and plenty of empty beer bottles everywhere. The pool table in the corner seemed to be the center of activity. The pair walked up to the bar, where a bald, muscular bartender greeted them.

“Aren’t you ladies a bit young to be in a place like this? Ah, who cares? What can I get you?”

“Information,” Lisa answered. “What do you know about Bradley ‘Big Dog’ Johnson?”

“Who wants to know?” asked the bartender, as several of the other patrons by the pool table looked toward where the girls were.

“League Investigation Bureau, Special Agent 00479,” Lisa said, showing the man her badge. “Now, are you going to give us the answers we want?”

A customer stepped between Leaf and Lisa. The hulking, bearded man made a hand motion in the direction of the exit. “Get the hell out of here.”

Lisa looked at the man and frowned. “Not the answer we were looking for.” Both girls removed their hats and set them on the bar before facing the patron.

“Well, maybe if we snap your pretty little head off, then you’ll get your answer!” the man yelled as he raised a pool stick in the air.

Lisa quickly jabbed the irate patron in the gut and shoved him to the ground, prompting four of his friends to approach the girls. One took a swing at Leaf, who ducked under the fist and tripped him with a leg sweep. Another came at Lisa with a pool stick. She knocked him upside the head, causing him to stagger backward and drop his weapon, then she followed up with a roundhouse kick, sending him falling into several bar stools.

One of the men smashed a glass beer bottle on a table and charged at Leaf. She jumped on top of another table and kicked the man in the head, sending him reeling and crashing through the pool table. Seeing this, another friend picked up the pool balls and heaved them at the girls. After dodging, blocking, and batting down several of the projectiles, the pair went on the attack. Dodging several more punches, Leaf dealt a hard punch to the man’s stomach, causing him to lose balance. Lisa followed up with a leg sweep, knocking him onto the floor.

Leaf sidestepped to avoid several kicks from another assailant. When he threw a punch, the girl blocked it with her hand and followed up with a knee to the groin. With him screaming and hobbling, Lisa delivered a punch to his head, leaving him sprawled out on a table. One of the men struggled to his feet, but another whack upside the head sent him crashing through some chairs and a table.

One thug picked up a chair and took several swings at Leaf. She ducked underneath each attack and jabbed her elbow into his gut. The man fell down, the chair smashing into pieces after hitting the floor. Lisa had her hands full with a particularly muscular bar patron. She jumped on top of the bar, while the man grabbed a bar stool and heaved it at her. The girl jumped up to avoid the incoming attack while Leaf snuck up on him from behind and smashed another chair over his head. As he turned to face his other attacker, Lisa executed a spinning kick that left him dazed. Another kick, and he was down for the count.

After the brawl, both girls dusted off their clothes and placed their hats back on their heads. “A little bit testy, aren’t they?” asked Leaf as the bartender looked on in stunned shock.

“You know, we come in here to ask one simple question, and all hell breaks loose,” said Lisa as they surveyed the damage and the men lying on the ground. As both girls turned to the stunned bartender, he took a step backward. “No, no, you’re not going anywhere. Now, are you going to talk?”

But Leaf noticed a heavy-set man open the door and taking a quick glance at the mess inside before taking off running. “Lisa, I think that’s our guy trying to flee!”

Both girls left the bar and followed their out-of shape suspect down the sidewalk. Catching up to him wasn’t hard, but it took several swift kicks to subdue him.

As Lisa handcuffed the man, she asked, “Why’d you run?”

“Shut up. I ain’t saying nothin’!”

“Have it your way,” Leaf told the man as a police cruiser rolled up. “Ah, perfect timing, officer.” Both girls shoved the suspect into the back and told the officer, “Take him to League Investigation Bureau headquarters.”

“Roger.” The officer drove off with the overweight man in the back of his cruiser.

“Glad that’s over,” Lisa scoffed as she dusted off her dress. “I hate going to these shady type of bars to question people. And I use the term ‘people’ loosely.”

“Ugh, even being in that place made me feel dirty… Kanto didn’t have all these shady places in operation back when I journeyed… just the Rocket-controlled Game Corner back then.”

Lisa asked, “I know I’ve had training, but… damn, where’d you learn those sweet moves?”

Leaf smiled. “Self-defense classes. And lots and lots of Walker, Texas Ranger!”

Vermilion City, 2:49 PM

A black Ford Crown Victoria sedan pulled up in front of a two-story beige house. Out of the car stepped two girls – one with long black hair, the other with blond hair. Both were wearing identical outfits – a green button-up top, blue denim skirts, and black leggings.

The black haired girl said, “Looks like this the address. 2794 Tiger Run Court, home of Dirk Turner, CPA. Let’s see him.” The pair approached the front door and knocked.

“League Investigation Bureau, open up, Mr. Turner!”

A thin, well-dressed man with balding brown hair and a goatee opened the door. Both girls presented their badges. The man sighed. “I can probably guess why you’re here. It’s about OTP, isn’t it?”

“Yes. League Investigation Bureau, my name is Agent Shannon Fisher,” said the black haired girl, “and this is my partner, Alexis Howard. Mr. Turner, we at the League have evidence of tax fraud involving OTP, and your name is listed as the individual who assumes responsibility of the firm’s taxes.”

“You do realize that, as the responsible individual, you could face twenty years in prison? The Kanto Department of Taxation has been cracking down especially hard on tax fraud in recent years.”

Dirk Turner began sweating nervously. “Yes, I understand that, but…”

“Mr. Turner,” said Alexis, “we’ve also investigated other firms and people you handle finances for. There’s no evidence of fraud with any of them. Now come on, you don’t strike us as a bad guy. Certainly not one who deserves two decades in federal lockup. Won’t you tell us what’s up?”

“Ma’am, I’d love to, but… Tobias Bartles is not a man to underestimate…”

Shannon crossed her arms across her chest. “We League Agents aren’t people to be underestimated either.”

“Okay, listen… Dennis Franklin. He used to work as an attorney for OTP. We used to work in the same office. We’ d eat lunch together almost every day. We both knew about OTP’s corruption and had known for awhile. About five months ago, he tells me that he’s planning to go to the authorities to file a report about the company. I told him not to, because of previous threats Bartles made against me, but he was adamant about doing it. Two days after that conversation, he’s found dead in his home. Shotgun blast to the back of the head. No suspects were ever charged with the murder, but I knew he was killed because Bartles found out. I don’t want to be the next murder victim.”

Alexis said, “As my partner said, we League Agents are not to be underestimated. That goes for Mr. Bartles, too – he better not underestimate us, either. If you agree to testify, we will protect you until the trial. We haven’t lost a single witness yet, and we’re certainly not going to end our undefeated record because of that thug.”

“Fine. I’ll testify. But you two better make sure me and my family remain safe. Let me gather what evidence I have, and what Dennis gave me right before he died. But I have a wife and daughter. We need to stop by her work and the elementary school before we leave. And I want to get going as soon as possible.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Turner, you’re in safe hands with us. And we’ll pick up the rest of your family.”

“All right.” The flustered accountant removed his suit jacket and hung it on a chair, then removed his tie. “I’ve handled taxes and accounting for OTP for years… long before Bartles became CEO. And even after, it wasn’t until 2006 when we started skirting the law. That’s when OTP really started expanding, buying up companies and getting into the business of running League operations – he would take over Kanto’s in mid-2007. Bartles never liked paying taxes, and of course, with more profits you pay more taxes. He told me, ‘I don’t care how you do it, but make it so we don’t pay more than $1,000 in taxes. And if you don’t or you try to alert the Kanto Securities Commission, I’ll kill you.’

“Now, keep in mind our actual tax liability would have been many times the $1,000 amount he named. He created ‘shell’ charities which were nothing more than front operations. The company ‘donated’ millions to these groups. Some of that money was funneled right back into the company, but much of it went directly to Bartles himself. He told me to destroy our official records and only keep the doctored ones, but I secretly kept both.”

Alexis rubbed her chin. “Well, we’re aware of the fraud end of it. That’s what led us to you. Did he mention anything about other criminal activity?”

“Yes. Beginning in 2010, I asked him about millions in income that wasn’t in company records. He revealed he had a side operation in Mount Silver, but wouldn’t divulge any more details except that his son was involved and they were in regular contact. At first, I thought it was some secret mining or oil-drilling operation, with Red’s Pokémon providing assistance to the workers, but after hearing about the meth lab bust there, I got that sinking feeling that those drugs were the source of that money. I also saw significant outflows of money that weren’t connected with any company operations. Bartles called them donations to Kanto League officials, but I really think they were bribes.”

“And you’re willing to testify these statements, under oath, in a court of law when we try Mr. Bartles for these crimes?”

“Yes.”

“All right then. Let’s pick up your family and get to Celadon.”

As the three of them left the house, a black Ford cargo van parked across the street caught Alexis’ attention.

“Get down!”

All three hit the ground as automatic gunfire erupted from the driver’s seat of the van. Bullets whizzed over their heads and struck the house behind them and shattered lawn ornaments. Remaining low to the ground, the three crawled slowly to where a car parked on the street provided cover. Knowing he could not get a clean shot at his targets, the driver exited the van while another man emerged from the passenger side. Dressed completely in black, the pair made their way across the street, guns trained on the gray Volvo that their targets were hiding behind.

The two agents, crouched behind the car, removed their guns from their holsters. Shannon turned to Alexis and whispered, “Ready?” Her partner’s silent nod was all that she needed. Both girls stood up and instantly began firing their pistols directly at the men, taking them down before they could get off another shot at them.

The girls led a shaken Dirk Turner to their own car. Alexis radioed to the local police. “Attention Vermilion Police units in the vicinity of the 2700 block of Tiger Run Court. This is a League Investigation Bureau Special Agent. We have just been involved in a shootout at house number 2794. Two suspects involved; both are down with wounds. We need backup to secure the scene and an ambulance to tend to the injured suspects.”

In the back seat of the Crown Vic, Dirk was finally catching his breath again. “Wh…wh…wh… Are you sure we’re going to be safe? Those guys were waiting for us!”

“Well, we took care of them, didn’t we? Trust us, we won’t let anything happen to you. Come on, let’s get your family and get out of town.”

Meanwhile, Shannon was just finishing up a call on her cell phone. In a low whisper, so that their witness couldn’t hear, she told her partner, “Okay, Lexy, that was Lorelei. She said that Lisa left to meet us a couple hours ago and we’ll probably rendezvous somewhere between Saffron and Vermilion. Lorelei said that we’d probably need extra help in protecting our witness, so she had Lisa and a partner assist us.”

“Well, considering this ambush, it would appear that she’s right, as usual. Did she mention who Lisa’s partner was?”

“Nope, guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

The sounds of police sirens were becoming steadily louder. Alexis turned to face Turner and said, “As soon as backup takes over securing the scene, we’ll be off.”

Bartles Estate, Route 16, 3:15 PM

Tobias Bartles, in a black business suit, paced back and forth in his living room, hands on a cell phone. His son Red, in a black T-shirt, red ball cap, and blue jeans, lounged on the leather sofa, smoking a crack pipe.

“Dammit! Why haven’t Clark and Weston gotten back to me? They said they saw two League agents enter Turner’s house and were going to kill them on the way out and phone me back, but…”

This brought Red to attention. “You don’t suppose that those agents took them down?”

“Shit!” the father yelled, crushing the cell phone in his hand. “At least I used a prepaid phone to communicate; I don’t think they could trace that directly to me. Especially since I paid cash for it.” Two men entered the room. “Mercer!” Tobias yelled, pointing to the shorter man with spiked, bleached hair. “Take Jones and Rader, and take the copter to Route 6. Look for a black unmarked cop car traveling north. Shoot the hell out of it and make sure everyone in it is dead!”

“Yes, sir!” Mercer ran out of the room. Tobias faced the other man, a brown-haired man of medium build. “Tripp, I’ll have you stay here for now. Clark and Weston have failed. I hope that your right hand man Mercer fares better.”

“Don’t worry, sir; Mercer will get the job done.”

“For your sake, let us hope that he does. We’ve worked too long and hard for all of this to lose it now just because some bitch from the past started poking her nose where it didn’t belong.”

“I know,” agreed Red. “It had to be done. I mean, the idea of a girl Champion is completely absurd. She needed to be removed in order for our region to save face. Still wish I was Champion, though. One Pokémon - one goddamn Pokémon took it away from me.”

“Really, I never thought a wild Nidoking would’ve made it into the estate in the first place. And then to just attack while we were doing nothing more than sunbathing? It’s just a good thing I was having work done on our patio; I just grabbed a knife from the workers’ toolbox and stabbed the thing before it did anything worse to you. Even if having your throat slashed, losing your voice, and losing the Championship aren’t exactly pleasant.”

“Don’t remind me of that thing. Yeah, I know it indirectly helped us to make money hand over fist making and selling dope, but it’s because of it that I can’t trust any Pokémon other than my own. And the ones we have guarding the compound. Pokémon not of my own do not deserve to live… they could attack me at any moment just like that Nidoking. My Pokémon must reign supreme, for my own protection! And that is what drives me to keep battling and give my Pokémon more power – to eliminate the competition! Speaking of my own Pokémon and giving them more power, do we still have any of those Rare Candies or those Poke-steroids left? I need to pump my Pokémon up even more since I lost to that bitch Leaf.”

“Sorry, I’m out. I need to get back in touch with Fast Eddie and see if he can get us some more on the black market. But let’s save that until after we’re done with Turner and these League pigs. If she wants another battle, we’ll be playing by our rules.”

Haruka of Hoenn
July 18th, 2012, 01:07 PM
New chapter!

Let's get straight to it...

“No doubt they’re gonna order their agents to watch me. Sorry, son, but you’ll have to bear with this – we need to sneak you out. Tripp and Mercer, go down to the storeroom and get our largest shipping box and a hand truck. Quickly, now! Before they start surveillance on us!”

“Yes, sir!” The two men quickly left the office.

Red’s artificial voice started up. “So you’re sneaking me out inside a shipping box? Clever, but I hope they don’t catch on.”XD

A shipping box? I find it funny in a sadistic sort of way that Tobias would put his own son in a shipping box. It makes sense in the given situation, but still. I was expecting something more high-class from a guy like Tobias...

Speaking of Tobias & Son, this pair takes some pretty extreme measures... Now they want to kill Lisa too? Sounds like our investigators have quite a case on their hands...

By the way, I liked the little connection you made to Lurking in the Shadows. I enjoy it when authors make references to their other works, especially if the connection is consequential.


Lorelei hung up the phone and placed the receiver back on the base. “Okay, I’ve got agents keeping an eye on the Bartles residence and the OTP headquarters. Fortunately Bartles drives a bright red Lamborghini so I don’t think it’ll be too hard to track him. And that car’s his pride and joy; if he suddenly starts driving something like a Hyundai instead, we’ll know something’s up. Now, 00479, did you say you might have a way to get us a witness?”If he's willing to put his son in a box, then this theory isn't altogether a bad one. I'd expect that Tobias would want to lay low or do something to throw the League investigators off-course.


And ah, the classic bar fight scene. I haven't read this too many times in a fic before, but it seems that no mystery can be solved without throwing a punch or two. But the men in the bar were strangely hostile... I wonder if they're working for Tobias and are somehow in on the fact that Lisa and Leaf are part of an investigation against them. Being (as far as you've revealed) bystanders, though, it's unlikely... but whenever I read mysteries I have a habit of automatically suspecting anyone and everyone. :P


...Speaking of my own Pokémon and giving them more power, do we still have any of those Rare Candies or those Poke-steroids left? I need to pump my Pokémon up even more since I lost to that ***** Leaf.”POKESTEROIDS! 500 FOOT TALL PIKACHU DESTROYING THE CITY! Is that Red's plan of ultimate destruction? xP

Bad jokes aside, I liked the last scene a lot. The story with the Nidoking is a pretty interesting backstory to Red, and it explains a lot of his eccentricities. But I think it would have been more interesting if you revealed that information gradually using actions and emotions as well as direct revelation, instead of just having Red and his father do a narrative run-through of what happened. Still, I'm left sort of sympathizing with Red... he's beginning to seem more like a victim of circumstance than an innately evil character. Perhaps it was a combination of his father pushing him to become Champion and the unexpected mauling that took that dream away, that made Red the twisted person he is right now. I hope you go into greater detail about this later on, because it definitely has me interested.

I'll be waiting for more!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
July 19th, 2012, 08:53 AM
A shipping box? I find it funny in a sadistic sort of way that Tobias would put his own son in a shipping box. It makes sense in the given situation, but still. I was expecting something more high-class from a guy like Tobias...
Desperate times call for desperate measures :P Let it be known that this is the only type of "shipping" you'll ever see in one of my stories xD

Speaking of Tobias & Son, this pair takes some pretty extreme measures... Now they want to kill Lisa too? Sounds like our investigators have quite a case on their hands...
They're no Team Rocket, that's for sure... these guys mean business. And that's the type of ruthless villains the Pokemon world desperately needs, actually.

By the way, I liked the little connection you made to Lurking in the Shadows. I enjoy it when authors make references to their other works, especially if the connection is consequential.
Thanks, I wonder if anyone else picked up on that :) Unlike my last story, it actually made sense to include that connection here, as his company's certainly got the resources to fund terrorist activities. Plus it develops a second conflict in addition to the whole Leaf vs. Red one.

And ah, the classic bar fight scene. I haven't read this too many times in a fic before, but it seems that no mystery can be solved without throwing a punch or two. But the men in the bar were strangely hostile...
Just your typical seedy biker-bar patrons who can't stand the authorities at all, and who probably have their own demons they'd rather the cops not find out about. And if it's good enough to happen to Ranger Cordell Walker in every every episode, it's good enough to happen to Lisa :)

Well, don't feel too much for Red; he's still a greedy, narcissistic psychopath. His thirst for power and glory was always there; the Nidoking incident just gave him a new, twisted justification for wanting to be the best. But actually, I wasn't planning on doing much with it past that... perhaps we can talk about that by PM so as not to spoil any ideas I might come up with...

Thanks for reading, and glad you enjoyed the chapter! Next one will hopefully be coming up soon!

Mentalii
July 23rd, 2012, 05:53 AM
Yay, I love when there's action ;) The battle between Leaf, Lisa and the guys from the bar part was awesome. They should had never underestimated cute girls.
Poor Red and his throat, he saddens me in this story. It's all because of his father, I'm sure he wouldn't be like that otherwise :pink_frown: This is a good theory this Nidoking's story about Red's dumbness.
Well, that chap was good.

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
July 23rd, 2012, 01:09 PM
Yay, I love when there's action ;) The battle between Leaf, Lisa and the guys from the bar part was awesome. They should had never underestimated cute girls.
There's plenty more action where that came from :) Leaf and Lisa are two girls who aren't to be messed with! Just picture Lisa kicking butt in one of her usual frilly dresses... it's the very picture of awesomeness :)

Well, once again, I wouldn't feel too sorry for him... besides the whole thing with him replacing Leaf happened years before the Nidoking attack, so that incident alone isn't the only reason for his actions.

Still awaiting for proofreading of the next chapter, then it should be posted. Be looking out for it :)

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
July 25th, 2012, 10:49 AM
Notes: Well, here it is, chapter 3! Past the halfway point now!

Thanks to Haruka of Hoenn for proofreading the chapter!

It's rated PG-13 once again for language, violence, and excessive alcohol use by a Pokemon.

Yeah, not much else to say, so let's get to it! Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Pokémon League Investigation Unit, Celadon Branch, 3:29 PM

In Interrogation Room D, Lorelei was growing frustrated as she sat facing the large man that had been arrested outside the bar a few hours ago.

“Mr. Johnson, are you trying to tell me you are not connected in any way to Tobias Bartles?”

“Yes! He’s a rich and powerful CEO! What in the hell would someone like him have to do with a street thug like me?”

“We believe that he’s got a hand in criminal activities across the region. Why wouldn’t he approach street thugs to do his dirty work?”

“Look, lady, whether he does or not, all I know is that the guy’s never approached me in person. Ever. Okay, I admit I do some money laundering for a couple of guys – actually, quite a bit for them – in exchange for cheap prices on meth.”

Lorelei’s eyes widened upon hearing this last statement. “Are you willing to give me their names?”

Bradley Johnson said, “Okay, you didn’t hear this from me, but their names are Nick Tripp and Jeff Mercer.”

“All right, I believe that’s all the questions I have for today. Guards, you may escort Mr. Johnson back to the city jail.”

The two officers standing in the corner of the room stood Johnson up and walked him out of the interrogation room. Lorelei followed them out and headed back to her office.

“Nick Tripp and Jeff Mercer… let me look these guys up…”

Route 6, 4:08 PM

The large black sedan made its way north from Vermilion, following a two-lane road snaking its way through grassy fields. The highway was surprisingly devoid of other vehicles. Inside the car, an eerie silence was broken up suddenly.

“So, Mr. Turner, how about you introduce us to your family here?” asked Alexis.

“Alright, this is my wife Kitty and my daughter Irene. Irene’s in fifth grade now and…” The accountant suddenly became flustered. “Oh, dear God, I never wanted to involve my family in all this…”

“Relax, honey,” said the wife as she put her arm around her husband. “You know, you’re doing the right thing here.”

“She’s right,” added Shannon. “These are dangerous criminals we’re dealing with, and the sooner we can get them off the streets, the better. Your testimony is going to help make all of Kanto a safer place.”

“I know that, but… I’m just worried, that’s all.”

As the car made its way toward Saffron, its occupants were unaware of a helicopter off in the distance. Three men were inside the aircraft, one of them closely watching the black Ford through a pair of binoculars.

“Sir, five occupants in the car, one of them’s a kid. Does the boss want us to finish her off, too?”

At the controls, Mercer replied, “He told me everybody needed to die. He doesn’t want anybody alive who could testify against us later. ‘Not even a Weedle,’ were his exact words, I believe.”

“Understood, sir.”

Mercer changed direction and headed toward the roadway as the other two men grabbed M16 assault rifles. As the copter took position behind the agents’ sedan, the men carefully made their way out onto the craft’s skids, one on each side.

Inside the car, Alexis began to hear the whirring of the helicopter’s propellers and spotted the craft in her rear view mirror.

“GET DOWN!”

All three Turner family members ducked as gunfire ripped through the rear window, shattering it into thousands of pieces. They screamed as their backs were pelted with the debris. More gunshots put huge bullet holes in the car’s trunk lid and bumper, and shattered both taillights.

“You try to throw them off balance, I’ll try to get a few shots off at them!” Shannon shouted as she pulled out her service pistol and returned fire. The sedan began weaving from side to side on the narrow road, causing both parties to miss their targets with their bullets. As the pursuit continued, young Irene Turner in the back seat began yelling and crying.

“Calm down, sweetie,” said the girl’s mother. “We’ll get out of this… I hope…”

“Ma’am, don’t worry, we fully intend to protect all of you.”

Meanwhile, Shannon had ducked back into the car to reload. “Damn, I can’t seem to get a clear shot at these guys. I’ve been hitting nothing but helicopter this whole time!”

“I know, and this road’s too narrow,” Alexis said. “I can only keep dodging those bullets for so long.”

Meanwhile, both of the shooters had also retreated back inside. One of the men shouted, “Mr. Mercer, we can’t get a clean hit on those back tires; they’re swerving way too much!”

“Fine, I’ll get in front of that thing and you aim for the hood. If we disable that engine, it’ll be all over for them!”

The helicopter veered off to make a wide arc, ending up back over the roadway, now facing the agents.

“Open fire!”

The men reappeared on the skids and began blasting bullets into the front of the car. It only took a few shots to disable the engine, as it exploded in a burst of fire and a cloud of smoke. The ruined car began drifting off into a ditch.

Still inside the vehicle, Alexis yelled to the family, “Get your hands on those door releases, and when I say so, RUN!” Mr. and Mrs. Turner did as instructed, as both agents did the same.

As the car came to a stop, the two assailants watched as the aircraft hovered in place, waiting to see the next move that would be made. But the constant whirring of the helicopter allowed a large blue station wagon to pull up behind them undetected. With the gunmen still trained on the destroyed Ford, they never noticed as two girls got out of their car. Both had white hats with wide brims, one with red trim and the other with purple.

One of the girls, in a blue top and red skirt, whispered. “Are you sure these special hats are gonna work?”

The other girl, in a blue dress and green blouse said, “Of course, I’ve used these dozens of times before. Now, let’s hurry before they spot us!”

Both girls took off their hats and threw them at the aircraft. The brims of both hats sliced the skids on either side directly in the center in a shower of sparks, causing both men to lose their balance and fall to the pavement.

The girl in the dress winked. “See, what’d I tell you? Our custom hats worked like a charm!”

Before the men had a chance to recover their wits or their guns, the four girls were upon them. Two of them kicked the rifles out of reach while the other two gave the men a couple of roundhouse kicks to the head right as they were struggling to their feet. Alexis and Shannon quickly finished off the job with choking control holds that rendered the gunmen unconscious. Meanwhile the Turner family had gotten out of the destroyed Crown Vic, and looked on as the four female agents finished off the would-be assassins.

As soon as his partners hit the pavement, the pilot, Jeff Mercer, beat a hasty retreat. Slamming his hands on the control panel in frustration, he shouted, “Oh, ****, Mr. Bartles sure ain’t gonna be happy about this… and how am I gonna land this thing with damaged skids?” He quickly took flight back toward Saffron City.

Alexis shouted, “Hey, Lisa! Great timing, as usual! But the commander was right when she said we’d need all the help we could get! These guys mean business!”

“Always glad to be of service. Oh, here’s that partner I told you about. You can call her Leaf – she’s supposed to be the Champion around these parts, but right now she’s working with us.”

“And you must be Alexis and Shannon. Lisa’s told me quite a bit about you two. You’ve done some pretty impressive work, I’ve heard.”

“Well, yeah,” Shannon replied as she rubbed the back of her head, “but Lisa’s done some really impressive stuff too – she just likes to downplay it.”

“Anyway, back to business,” said Lisa as she cleared her throat, “why don’t you three check on the witnesses – I’ve got an idea to throw Bartles off their trail. But I need to make a call or two.” But before Lisa could make that call, she received an incoming message from Lorelei.

“00479, I interviewed Johnson, that suspect you and Agent Purvis arrested outside the bar earlier today. He gave up the names Nick Tripp and Jeff Mercer as the guys who he did money laundering for. Turns out both of them have gang connections and they both work as office assistants for OTP. And the file photo of Mr. Tripp looks nearly identical to that guy who was in Bartles’ office when we went and interviewed him. It’s enough to get warrants on those two, but not the big fish. How goes the transport of Mr. Turner?”

“He and his family are safe, but it looks like Bartles is pulling out all the stops to keep them from testifying. His men destroyed the Crown Vic that 00158 and 00236 were driving. I do have an idea, but I’ll need you to send a helicopter and two or three more agents to our current location.”

“All right, I’ll get that taken care of as soon as I can.”

Turning off the phone, Lisa turned to Leaf. “So, how do you like the new hats our research expert, E, came up with?”

“Man, these things are awesome!” she replied as she recovered both girls’ hats from where they lay on the roadway. Cute and deadly all at once! I mean, putting a slicer ring into the brims… that’s pure genius!”

Lisa smiled. “I like to call these the ‘Oddjob Special,’ myself!”

Bartles Estate, Route 16, 5:17 PM

Clicking off his phone, Tobias Bartles had a furious look on his face. “TRIPP!”

“Yes, sir?” The brown-haired businessman entered the lavish living room, shaking nervously.

“Mercer has failed; he’s coming back here now, so I hope you have another plan for keeping Turner from testifying!”

“Um… okay, sir, are they still in the same car?”

“No, Mercer said a blue station wagon with wood on the sides showed up, and since those idiots did manage to kill the other car’s engine, I’d imagine they’d be in that blue wagon now.”

“Okay, then I do have an idea. It’s getting late, so I’d imagine they’re going to be staying at a hotel in Saffron tonight. So I’ll have more of my men patrol all the hotel parking lots looking for that car. If they find it, they’ll wait to ambush them when they leave the hotel the next morning.”

Bartles frowned. “One big flaw with that, Tripp. What if they just decide to pass right by town tonight and keep going?”

“Impossible, sir. Road crews are doing a nighttime construction project on Route 7, and they’re at the stage now where they close down the entire roadway from 6:00 PM to 6:00 AM. They can’t make it to their Celadon headquarters till morning unless they detour back to Vermilion, down Silence Bridge, through Fuchsia and back up Route 17, and that detour would take longer than waiting the night out in Saffron.”

“I see, then. All right, Tripp, send your men out to all the area hotels, from the Motel 6 to the Ritz-Carlton. This time, your idea had better work. Or else you sleep with the Goldeen off Silence Bridge!”

As Tripp left the room, Red sauntered in, drinking from a bottle of Jack Daniels whiskey. “Trouble, Dad?”

The father sighed. “Only the regret of hiring complete incompetents as employees. Let me have some of that stuff; I could use a little intoxication right about now. After all, I had to give your friend the rest of my booze earlier today.”

“All right, here you go. So, I take it that the accountant is still alive?”

As he took a swig from the bottle, Tobias replied, “Yeah. And by the sounds of it, now Northwood and that Leaf girl have joined those other two agents in protecting him. Tripp says they’ll be stuck in Saffron tonight; I told him he better check every damn hotel in town and make sure he finishes all of them.”

Red opened a bag of chips that were sitting on the coffee table. He had to chew them thoroughly and swallow them in a particular way because of his previous throat injury. Also on the coffee table were about ten small empty cups and Red’s Pikachu, passed out and reeking of alcohol.

Red frowned. “I still can’t believe that Leaf is pursuing this matter so aggressively after being silent about it for four years! Now she’s teaming up with the feds to bring not only me, but you down as well! What the hell do you think got into her?”

“It’s probably that bitch Northwood. Her entire family’s been trouble for me for years, and no doubt her working with the feds and being all pals with Leaf sparked all this. How is it that our enemies somehow end up working with each other?”

“I wish I knew. But I’ll admit that we probably took Leaf too lightly after we brainwashed the populace. I guess it was because she kept leaving the region for months at a time and when she was here, seemed more content on training than anything else.”

“Yeah, son, that’s probably it. She didn’t poke her nose into our affairs for so long, I guess we just let her slip under the radar. Well fortunately, all the Pokémon training in the world ain’t gonna mean a single thing when she ends up with a few rounds in her head!”

The father and son both laughed loudly, with Red’s mechanical laughter sounding odd and menacing at the same time. “Yeah, it’s too bad we can’t do it ourselves, but I don’t want to get my hands dirty. Imagine, me, a legendary Pokémon Master, resorting to such tactics! The shit would hit the ceiling if the public heard something like that!” Red’s Pikachu came to and joined in with their laughter, its squealing sounding strangely slurred.

Harris Teeter Supermarket, Saffron City, 6:38 PM

Lisa pulled the Buick into the parking lot of a large supermarket located just south of the Saffron City limits.

“Now what?” asked Alexis.

“Well, I know we can’t get out to Route 7 tonight, so we’ll have to stay somewhere in Saffron. Only problem is, the helicopter pilot escaped and he knows what car we’re in – I have little doubt his men will be scouring every hotel parking lot for us. Unfortunately, we stick out like a sore thumb… sadly, there aren’t too many classic station wagons like this beauty still around.”

Shannon said, “Well, let’s head in the store for right now… Maybe we can think of a plan while shopping for snacks and stuff to tide us over for tonight.”

“All right. Leaf and I will go in; you two keep an eye on things out here.” Lisa and Leaf made their way into the store.

Sitting in a café area just inside the entrance, a woman was observing customers as they walked in. When the two agents walked past, the woman ‘s eyebrows raised upon noticing Lisa’s white pantyhose. “She must be the one I need to talk to,” she whispered to herself.

She got up out of her seat and approached Lisa from behind, tapping her on the shoulder. Instinctively, Lisa spun around and assumed a fighting stance. But the person who had tapped her did not attack; instead the tall, black-haired woman said, “Come, I need to talk with you.”

Lisa still eyed the woman suspiciously, until Leaf said, “I know her, she’s okay. Let’s hear her out.”

The three of them made their way to the café area within the supermarket. The young woman took her seat across from Lisa and Leaf. Leaf said, “Lisa, I would like to introduce you to Sabrina, Gym Leader of Saffron City.”

“Hello, my name is Lisa Northwood, Special Agent with the Pokémon League. What is it that you needed to discuss with us?”

Sabrina said, “As Leaf knows, I am a master of Psychic Pokémon, and I myself have potent psychic abilities. This morning I had a curious vision. The first part of it was masked, armed men patrolling several area hotels. Then it shifted to a vision of this supermarket and then legs covered with white pantyhose. That’s what led me here, and when I saw you walk in, I knew you were the one I needed to speak with. I’ve been here since noon and you’re the first person to walk in wearing white pantyhose.”

Lisa said, “I see. Well, it’s not like they’re a popular fashion item, except at church on Sunday. Anyway, my colleagues and I are being pursued by criminals, so I was having the same thoughts about them watching over the hotels here.”

Sabrina said, “And I see that Leaf is with you. Come, I have much I would like to discuss with you. I can provide you lodging at my house for the night. We’ll take a back route there that avoids all the hotels, and we can park your car in my garage for the night.”

“All right, that sounds like a plan. So, we just follow you?”

“Yes, look for a dark green Chrysler LeBaron at the entrance to the parking lot. I’ll lead you to my place.”

Lisa and Leaf returned to the Buick. “Okay girls, looks like we have a place to stay tonight. We just have to play a game of follow the leader. And when I say ‘leader,’ I mean it.” Pulling up behind Sabrina’s car, Lisa looked at it in awe. “Wow, that is one sweet ride! Looks like a ’78 or ’79 model, in great shape!”

Leaf looked on confused, but Alexis and Shannon merely shrugged. “There she goes again…”

Sabrina’s Residence, Saffron City, 8:03 PM

Sabrina and the four League agents were now seated in the Gym Leader’s living room, which was sparsely decorated, but clean. Both the walls and carpets were beige, but there were no pictures on the walls or on any tables. The bookshelf was filled with books and academic journals all dealing with psychic abilities and research into them. Sabrina’s television set was older, as were the VCR and DVD player that rested below it. About the most striking thing about her living room, aside from the huge bookshelf, were the number of candles arranged in specific patterns throughout.

“Now Leaf, I have been aware of your plight for years now,” started Sabrina. “Having lived and trained with Psychic Pokémon all my life, I’ve developed certain ‘sensitivities,’ if you will, to the waves emitted by Psychic Pokémon. So, I immediately knew when certain psychic waves were being broadcast over television and radio broadcasts, and I was also mostly unaffected by them. However, it was only afterward that I was able to ascertain what exactly was contained in those waves, and that they were created to erase Leaf from the memories of the Kanto populace.”

“But Sabrina, if you knew, why didn’t you report it to police?” Leaf asked with an annoyed tone.

Sabrina sighed. “I apologize. I contemplated reporting what I knew to the local Saffron police force, but then I had two visions – the first was of the police chief of Saffron opening a briefcase filled with money, and the second was of blood. Just blood, splattered everywhere. I interpreted the visions to mean that the local police had accepted a bribe, and that I would be murdered if word got out that I tried to contact anybody. I did try to track you down, but you were moving around so much that every time I got close to finding you, you had taken off for another region.”

“I know,” said Leaf. “During those years I was confused as to what I was to do, so I began moving around, training and catching Pokémon in a variety of places.”

Lisa said, “Well, the international League Investigation Bureau is involved, and I can assure you we haven’t been brainwashed or accepted any bribes. I’m not sure how a psychic vision would be accepted at a trial, but would you be willing to testify now that we’re involved, Sabrina?”

“Yes, anything to set things straight. Again, Leaf, I’m sorry. I knew all along the truth and yet I couldn’t come forward with the facts.”

“No, don’t worry about it. I was the same way. I knew that I was Champion, but there I was no way I could pursue the matter by myself. If I went around claiming that I was Champion while everyone was brainwashed, I’d probably be in a mental hospital now. And Lorelei told me that she’s been investigating the whole matter on and off over the past four years trying to set things straight. And finally, we might be close to doing exactly that.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Lisa spoke up. “Now, right now the conspirators have no idea that you know the truth. Otherwise they would have come after you already. We’re going to try to keep it that way, so keep it a secret for a little while longer – at least until we get these guys into custody.”

“Yes, that makes sense.”

Leaf spoke up. “Well, onto a lighter topic, I noticed that people in the grocery store really didn’t pay you much attention, despite you being a local celebrity.”

“Probably because I shop there all the time – at least twice a week. I like the store; it’s cleaner than the discount food stores in Saffron. Miss Northwood…”

“Please, call me Lisa.”

“Alright, Lisa, I believe that you also prefer shopping at Harris Teeter… In fact, I sense that your current home may not be far from their headquarters.”

“Guilty as charged! I’m only about a half hour or so away…”

Sabrina continued, “And to answer another question you’ve got for me, my car was handed down to me by my parents – much like your first car. And like you, my parents were very meticulous with maintaining their car. I’m not nearly as skilled with that, so I actually take it to my father whenever I need it serviced.”

Lisa laughed nervously. “Boy, when Leaf told me your powers were impressive, she wasn’t kidding!”

“Don’t worry,” Sabrina said as she smirked. “I just felt like messing with you a little bit. Just because I’m a psychic doesn’t mean I’m cold and serious all the time… I like to have a bit of fun sometimes. But, my mind seems to be fatigued from all those readings. Well, I guess I should be heading off to bed. Please make yourselves at home.”

Lisa told her, “All right, but we’ll probably leave early in the morning so nobody sees our car leave your house. If someone spots it, it could blow our cover. Hopefully nobody saw us arrive. All right, good night, Sabrina.”

Alexis said, “Well, we’ve had a pretty rough day, too, with being shot at not once but twice. I think we’ll turn in too.” She and Shannon headed toward the spare bedroom.

Leaf added, “Well heck, we’ve been in a bar-room brawl today… I think that’s a good excuse to go to bed!” All the girls laughed as they headed off to separate bedrooms within Sabrina’s large house.

Mentalii
July 29th, 2012, 09:46 AM
I was very afraid for this poor Turner and his family, during the fusillade :O I really thought it was over for them. It was close !
The part where Pikachu was was creepy. Seriously, it scared me. Both Red and Pika are the exact contrary of how I could imagine them.
And I'm glad you introduced Sabrina :D I would have thought that she would have been in the bad-side, but it looks that she isn't, that's fine.

Haruka of Hoenn
July 29th, 2012, 11:42 AM
A pretty action-packed chapter... exactly the kind I was waiting for since pretty much the beginning.

At the controls, Mercer replied, “He told me everybody needed to die. He doesn’t want anybody alive who could testify against us later. ‘Not even a Weedle,’ were his exact words, I believe.”Tobias is very thorough, isn't he? It was a nice save from Lisa and Leaf, by the way. Well-timed and creative. :P

Both girls took off their hats and threw them at the aircraft. The brims of both hats sliced the skids on either side directly in the center in a shower of sparks, causing both men to lose their balance and fall to the pavement.Haha, I liked this. Super hats of doom! I figured that such elaborate outfits only make it easier to hide a weapon or two... What else do these girls have up their sleeves?

Red opened a bag of chips that were sitting on the coffee table. He had to chew them thoroughly and swallow them in a particular way because of his previous throat injury. Also on the coffee table were about ten small empty cups and Red’s Pikachu, passed out and reeking of alcohol.Oh dear. xP

The father and son both laughed loudly, with Red’s mechanical laughter sounding odd and menacing at the same time. “Yeah, it’s too bad we can’t do it ourselves, but I don’t want to get my hands dirty. Imagine, me, a legendary Pokémon Master, resorting to such tactics! Ha-ha, Red. Very funny. I can't help but feel he's going to get what's coming to him very soon...

I like how you included Sabrina in the play of things. I don't see too much of her in stories, so it's interesting how you handle her. Of course, being a Psychic type master, she would be able to resist the brainwashing-waves being sent out. (Come to think of it, Leaf and company have to get rid of those, too. I wonder if they'll stumble upon a map of some sort and locate the source. Or will Sabrina be able to lead them to it? If she has the ability to sense the signals and block them, maybe she'll be able to rewire her senses into being able to locate their origin. Either way, I sense many more intense action-sequences in the future... and possibly a hideout-raid. Hehe.)

The personality you've given Sabrina is nice, too. She appears distant, but can still crack a joke.

“Probably because I shop there all the time – at least twice a week. I like the store; it’s cleaner than the discount food stores in Saffron. Miss Northwood…”

“Please, call me Lisa.”

“Alright, Lisa, I believe that you also prefer shopping at Harris Teeter… In fact, I sense that your current home may not be far from their headquarters.”

“Guilty as charged! I’m only about a half hour or so away…”

Sabrina continued, “And to answer another question you’ve got for me, my car was handed down to me by my parents – much like your first car. And like you, my parents were very meticulous with maintaining their car. I’m not nearly as skilled with that, so I actually take it to my father whenever I need it serviced.”

Lisa laughed nervously. “Boy, when Leaf told me your powers were impressive, she wasn’t kidding!”I liked this part. :P

Well, now things have heated up significantly, though we get a nice break from the tension later on in the chapter. It looks like the crew has a save haven, but for how long it will remain 'safe', no one knows... I'm getting the feeling that they'll have to be making another move sometime soon.

Can't wait for more!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
July 29th, 2012, 01:03 PM
Mentalii:
I was very afraid for this poor Turner and his family, during the fusillade I really thought it was over for them. It was close !
Ah, the suspense! I quite enjoyed showing how ruthless these guys are, even going as far as to try to murder the daughter.

The part where Pikachu was was creepy. Seriously, it scared me. Both Red and Pika are the exact contrary of how I could imagine them.
Ah, good 'ol "Drunkachu" xD Nothing worse than a little pet Pokemon that's had too much to drink :P Except maybe another Pokemon that appears in one of my previous stories that is truly terrifying...

That's what I do, take characters you think you know and present them in a whole different light. Especially if, like those two, they deserve to be knocked off their pedestal and brought back down to reality.

And I'm glad you introduced Sabrina I would have thought that she would have been in the bad-side, but it looks that she isn't, that's fine.
Nope, she's definitely on the side of good here. Her role's not a big one, but it's critical to the girls avoiding trouble later. And hey, she drives a pretty nice car, too xD

Thanks for reading, and I hope you're looking forward to the next chapter! Rest assured the final stretch from Saffron to Celadon will not be an easy one. But it will be packed with plenty of action ;)

Haruka:
Tobias is very thorough, isn't he? It was a nice save from Lisa and Leaf, by the way. Well-timed and creative. :P
He wants to make sure all his bases are covered... after all he doesn't want to give up the good life for prison life. And I'm trying to think of ways a Weedle could provide witness testimony... maybe it could crawl toward a photo of the gunman if pictures were laid out in front of it on a table xD

Lisa and Leaf: Always there when you need them xD

Haha, I liked this. Super hats of doom! I figured that such elaborate outfits only make it easier to hide a weapon or two... What else do these girls have up their sleeves?
Even in Pokemon fics, a little bit of James Bond trickery can go a long way. In this story, I don't think Lisa's dress has any more secrets besides the concealed gun holster (though in the last story she had a dress that doubled as body armor) but that car of hers might be hiding a thing or two :P

Oh dear. xP
Remember folks, Pokemon can become alcoholics just like humans can xD

I like how you included Sabrina in the play of things. I don't see too much of her in stories, so it's interesting how you handle her. Of course, being a Psychic type master, she would be able to resist the brainwashing-waves being sent out.
Thanks! I actually saw her as the perfect solution to a problem... where will the agents stay in town and still avoid thugs watching over every hotel. And (minor spoiler) it's also Sabrina's inherent psychic abilities that protected her in addition to her Pokemon... other Psychic type specialists haven't been so lucky...

Come to think of it, Leaf and company have to get rid of those, too.
Actually, they aren't being broadcast anymore. Once Tobias believed that everyone was under the influence of the waves, he was able to stop broadcasting. Once they alter the memory, it's permanent, and the waves don't need to be continually sent out. As Lorelei said in Chapter 1:
The signals obviously haven’t been broadcast for some time; otherwise we wouldn’t be having this conversation right now.
Leaf also spent quite a bit of time training in both Kanto and Johto after the brainwashing, but it happened after the waves were stopped so her memories were left intact.

The personality you've given Sabrina is nice, too. She appears distant, but can still crack a joke.
I thought that was a cute little addition to lighten thingd up a little bit :P

I'm getting the feeling that they'll have to be making another move sometime soon.
They're in Saffron and their base is in Celadon... and the route between the cities is much longer than it appears in the game :P

Thanks for stopping by! Glad you enjoyed this installment!

NintendoQueen
August 7th, 2012, 05:01 PM
Wow, this story is so amazing so far. You had me sitting here reading it all morning. I enjoy it; it is very well written, and I love how you included old familiar characters like Lorelei and Sabrina! :]

Also, I love how Red is portrayed as the bad guy. I never cared for Ash/Red, so it's humorous to see him in that state. Also, his "accident" just adds a whole new level of darkness to Pokemon in general. And I love how you tied in the actual plot from the games with your story. [Red being at Mt. Silver, Red living at home with just his mom---not knowing who his dad is, and stuff like that].

I'd love to see more Blue/Gary though. He's badass, you know. Leaf and Lisa make a wonderful duo, and are too cute together!

So how old is Red if he is smoking a crack pipe and drinking Jack Daniels? If you went by the real time, he'd be what? 23-ish now? I just can't help but laugh that Red is a crack head. Wow...how does he smoke that with his injured throat?

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
August 8th, 2012, 11:25 AM
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it :)
Also, I love how Red is portrayed as the bad guy. I never cared for Ash/Red, so it's humorous to see him in that state.
I never liked him either, he's always way overrated and I don't know how amyone could actually like him, so it's about time he got what he deserved :P

Leaf and Lisa make a wonderful duo, and are too cute together!
Yes they are, especially when they're going all Chuck Norris on a bunch of rowdy bikers :P I really like the idea of partnering Lisa and Leaf up to fight crime; I should do it more often xD (I have had several drawings made of the two of them together, and they do look cute together xD)

As far as age, I'm going on a timeline where the Kanto journey took place in 2006 when they were 11-12 years old, so he'd be around 18 now. Same with Leaf. Lisa started later in 2006 when she was 15; she's 21 now.

I just can't help but laugh that Red is a crack head. Wow...how does he smoke that with his injured throat?
Oh, I just love making him evil ;P He has to smoke in the same way that he eats - very carefully xD

Stay tuned for the next chapter, though I don't have any idea when it'll be up...

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
August 26th, 2012, 01:19 AM
Notes: Hey, guys, sorry for the delay, but Chapter 4 is ready! And it's my 9,000th post too! And yes, I did totally have this planned out xD

Thanks to Haruka of Hoenn for proofreading the chapter!

This installment is rated PG-13 for language, violence, and automotive destruction and mayhem.

Enjoy :)

Chapter 4

Bartles Estate, May 31, 5:41 AM

At a time when they would normally be sleeping, the father and son team were awake, along with their assistants Tripp and Mercer. “I’m sorry, sir,” Tripp said nervously. “I just got off the phone with all of our men, and none of them reported seeing those agents or their car at any of the town’s hotels.”

Tobias Bartles smiled. “Oh, well, you tried your best. Nothing we can do now except try again.” Without warning, he grabbed Tripp’s head and snapped it back violently. Red, meanwhile, began punching the man in the stomach.

Tobias put his face right in front of his assistant’s, grinding his teeth and snarling like a vicious dog. “And if you don’t get me results this time, I can guarantee you that your death will be very slow and very, VERY painful. You had better make sure that those agents do not make it to Celadon, as if your life depended on it. Because it does.” With that, the elder Bartles released his grip, shoving the man’s head forward. Red delivered one more punch to Tripp’s belly, knocking him to the floor.

“No, I’m not done with you yet,” came Red’s mechanical droning. “It’s about time you learn that failure is no longer an option. We’ve given you several chances, and so far you haven’t proven to be worth shit to us.” The young man grabbed his father’s revolver. Tripp began looking on and trembling in fear. Red pistol-whipped him a dozen more times. During this beating, Tobias continued to yell at him.

“Do you know why I hired you? It wasn’t for your dashing good looks, and it sure as hell wasn’t for your secretarial skills. No, I pay you six goddamn figures a year for you to solve problems for me. So, since you seem completely unable to solve this problem, why the hell should I continue to employ you?”

With one final whack to the side of the head, Red finished his brutal, bloody assault. After a few minutes of coughing up blood, Tripp had finally regained his composure. Red had crossed his arms across his chest, but with his hand still on his father’s gun. Glaring at Tripp, he asked, “So, what’s your plan? Go on, don’t just sit there like a dumbass. Tell us now!”

Still short of breath, he said to his partner, “Mercer, get on the phone with Tom McCollum.”

“And who might that be?” asked Red, his glare still unwavering.

“Ex-military. Leads a group of mercenaries. I called him in yesterday just in case something like this happened. He and his group are waiting on Route 7 ready to take those agents and Turner down. They’ve got guns and a fleet of big SUVs. There’s no way they’re gonna fail.”

“You better be right about that,” growled Tobias. He turned his attention to the other man, who was still on the phone. “Mercer! Tell Mr. McCollum that there’s a ten million dollar bounty on their heads, but it’s only payable if all seven of them are dead.”

Saffron City, 6:47 AM

Waking up before Sabrina, the four agents had hit the early morning streets of Saffron. This time, Alexis and Shannon were seated in the car’s fold-out third row seats, which faced the rear of the station wagon. They had planned their route out of town using the internet to avoid passing by any hotels. Unfortunately, as they were driving, they spotted two hotels that weren’t on their map… an AmericInn and a Sleep Inn, directly across from each other.

Lisa frowned. “Damn, I guess these two hotels were too new to have been included on Google Maps… looks we’ll have to grin and bear it.”

Sure enough, as they drove past the hotels, two men in a red Nissan Altima made a call. “Mr. Tripp, this is Kane. Me and Robinson just spotted that wagon drive past the AmericInn. I didn’t see anyone in the middle row seats, though.”

“What are you waiting for, you idiots? Go after them! Turner and his family are probably just lying down and sleeping so you can’t see them, but that’s definitely the car! Now get your asses in gear! Go! Bartles will have my ass if you morons fail!”

The Nissan peeled out of the hotel parking lot and began chasing after the Buick. It wasn’t long before Lisa spotted the car coming up fast in her rear view mirror. “Yep, looks like they spotted us… I’ve gotta lead these guys out of town before innocent civilians get caught up in the crossfire.”

Lisa activated her car’s dashboard-mounted siren and light unit, emitting loud wailing and rapidly-flashing blue lights. Pressing her black dress shoe against the accelerator, the Buick began to gain speed as the speedometer started creeping upward past seventy miles per hour. At the next traffic light, Lisa made a hard right onto the main road out of town. The red car followed, but the rear end swung out as it made the turn, causing the vehicle to fishtail. The few seconds it took for the men to straighten out gave Lisa and her partners some breathing room. But the thugs used the straight stretch of six-lane boulevard to close the distance, as both cars whizzed past shopping plazas and car dealerships in a blur.

“Here they come again!” yelled out Leaf as she watched the Nissan quickly approach in the mirror.

Grabbing a revolver, the passenger of the Nissan stuck his head out the window and began firing shots at the back of the girls’ station wagon. The bullets passed through the rear glass, but struck a transparent shield behind the front seats, falling harmlessly into the unoccupied second row passenger area. Lisa flipped a switch and the rear window of the Buick rolled down into the tailgate.

“All right, girls, you know what to do!” the driver called back to her rear seat passengers from behind the bullet-resistant glass.

“Right, we’ll try to hold these guys off!” Alexis and Shannon quickly grabbed their .40 pistols from the holsters built into their skirts and began returning fire, ducking below the window whenever shots were incoming.

Lisa told her passenger, “One more thing I like about this car… the back seats face the rear, so people in the back can get clear shots at any pursuers.” Leaf simply nodded at this comment. The two parties continued to exchange bullets, but neither side was able to get a clean, debilitating hit on the other’s vehicle.

As the chase continued toward the city limits, Lisa began seeing what she didn’t want to see – innocent civilian commuters on the road, possibly in the line of fire. Though dodging between the few cars wasn’t a problem yet, it wouldn’t be long before the city streets would be packed with traffic.

Behind the wheel, Lisa frowned. “Damn, I need to end this quickly… or at least get us out of the city!” An idea suddenly came to her. She called out, “Shannon, push that red button on the side panel!”

The girl ceased fire to do as instructed. A thunk could be heard beneath the girls’ feet as they saw a black object fall to the roadway behind the car. It began unrolling outward in both directions until it spread across three lanes. The Nissan rolled over the black strip, causing the tires to burst in an explosion of black rubber and smoke. The car began swerving and slowing down as more chunks of the tires flew off the vehicle.

Lisa got on her police radio. “This is a League Special Agent currently being pursued by armed gunmen. I am requesting assistance. I am in an unmarked blue Buick Roadmaster wagon; the suspects are in a red Nissan Altima. I also need someone to retrieve a spike strip I dropped to puncture the suspects’ tires.”

“Ten-four, backup units are en route.”

Despite sparks and smoke emanating from both front wheels, the assailants continued their pursuit, the driver jerking the steering wheel in an attempt to keep their crippled car moving in a straight line. Shannon had resumed firing on the car alongside Alexis. “Damn, don’t these guys know when to quit?”

Up front, Lisa continued to weave from side to side, throwing the suspects’ aim off. A voice came in through her police radio. “Ten-four, special agent, this is a Highway Patrol officer, I have the suspect vehicle in sight now, preparing to execute a PIT.”

Lisa picked up the microphone and answered, “Ten-four, proceed to PIT the vehicle.”

With the gunmen focused entirely on their target in front of them, they failed to notice the trooper’s Crown Vic pull up onto their flank until the officer’s bumper had already made contact with their fender. The precise hit sent them spinning into the ditch in a cloud of smoke, right at the edge of the Saffron City limits. The officer screeched to a stop at the scene of the crash.

“Special Agent, we have the suspect vehicle stopped. Do you need any more backup?”

“Please send a couple more units – I have a feeling that the guys who sent them have more of their men waiting for me.”

“Roger, sending additional units to Route 7 heading west from Saffron.”

Leaf turned to Lisa and sulked. “Figures they wouldn’t make this easy for us.”

Lisa shrugged. “They rarely do. Keep on your toes, girls; I don’t think that’s the last of them.”

Sure enough, not a minute later, a black Lexus RX300 appeared in the rear view mirror, approaching fast.

“Looks like they’re gonna try to ram us! Brace for impact!” warned Lisa. She pressed her foot down harder on the accelerator, but the vehicle behind her still closed the distance.

The midsize luxury SUV slammed directly into the rear of the Buick, but its reinforced bumper stayed intact despite the impact. The force did, however, shake up the occupants in the station wagon, and Lisa had to jerk the wheel back and forth to corral her car’s fishtailing. The Lexus continued to ride Lisa’s back bumper, trying to cause the big car to lose control. The plastic cover on the SUV’s bumper began to crack and splinter as pieces were sent flying, but the vehicle continued to relentlessly ram the station wagon directly in front of it.

“We gotta get these guys off our rear!” Leaf shouted. Then she looked in the rear view mirror and saw the passenger reach under his seat. “Watch it, I think they’re gonna pull a gun on us!”

Alexis and Shannon ducked as the passenger began firing shots into the open rear window of the Buick. The bullets once again struck the protective shield behind the front seats, whizzing over Alexis and Shannon and being stopped in midair before reaching Leaf and Lisa.

The driver of the Buick turned back to face her partners. Through the transparent barrier, she yelled, “Alexis, there’s an AR-15 stowed in that compartment on the side panel. Grab it and show these guys who they’re dealing with! They want to try to run us off the road and shoot us, I think that’s justification enough to bring out the big guns!”

The blonde-haired special agent quickly opened the compartment and pulled out a big, long assault rifle. Lisa sped up to put some distance between her and her pursuer. Now with some breathing room, Alexis waited for an opening. When she saw the passenger stop shooting to reload, she opened fire on the front grille of the SUV. Multiple bullets ripped through the radiator, causing the engine compartment to explode in a fiery burst of flames and smoke. Still with plenty of momentum, the flaming Lexus sailed toward the right side of the road, hit the embankment, and flipped over several times in a spectacular crash. Glass, metal, plastic, and even a tire flew from the fiery wreckage across the width of the roadway.

Alexis smirked. “That’s for blowing up our Crown Vic yesterday!”

Up front, Leaf turned around to see the carnage. “Whoo, that thing blowed up real good!”

Meanwhile, Lisa made another request on her police radio. “Any Highway Patrol units involved in the Route 7 chase, one of the suspect vehicles has wrecked. Look for a black Lexus RX, overturned and on fire, and bring fire and rescue.”

As Alexis went to stow away the AR-15 and take back out her service pistol, Lisa noticed another vehicle coming toward her from the opposite direction. As this one approached, she could see this was an even bigger threat – a black Cadillac Escalade racing toward her. Every time she swerved out of the way, the imposing SUV just mirrored the lane change in a deadly game of chicken on the narrow country road. As the Cadillac approached, Lisa slowed her car down little by little.

Lisa scowled. “Damn, looks like these guys ain’t gonna give up!”

Leaf looked on, horrified. “Now what are we gonna do? They’re fixing to kamikaze us, head on!”

“Not on my watch! Hang on, girls!” At the last second, Lisa violently jerked the steering wheel to the right. The large blue Buick plowed into the ditch and hit the embankment at a ninety degree angle, going airborne as the big Escalade rushed past. But instead of flipping over, the station wagon landed on all four wheels, bouncing violently several times. The four ladies inside were shaken up and thrown around a bit, but were otherwise fine - as was the car itself.

“Whoa, talk about getting shaken and stirred!” yelled out Leaf. “These guys mean business!”

“Well, if they want to play for keeps, then count me in! I’m game!” Throwing up a cloud of dirt and sand, Lisa cut a path through the grassy fields and got her car back on the road. But in her rear view mirror, she could see the Cadillac had already turned around and was coming back for a second strike, approaching fast from behind.

“Here they come again!” Leaf warned. “Let’s try to shoot out the engine like those other guys!”

Alexis and Shannon unloaded their guns at the front of the SUV, but the vehicle was unfazed by their bullets. Alexis went for the more powerful AR-15 assault rifle, but before she could retrieve it, the Escalade had moved to the car’s left flank. Slightly nudging the left rear fender, the thugs sent Lisa and her partners into a harrowing spin.

As Leaf and the two girls in the back screamed, Lisa told them, “Okay, girls! Hold on, I’m gonna try to get us out of this!”

The big wagon did a complete 360 spin as the friction of the tires kicked up a lot of smoke. Lisa quickly jerked the steering wheel back and forth to match the momentum of the spinout. She managed to keep all four wheels of the Buick on the pavement as she straightened out the car. After the recovery, Lisa put the hammer down and continued the pursuit. The agents breathed sighs of relief. Lisa said, “See that? All that training wasn’t for nothing! Come on, let’s stop these guys!”

Now the girls were behind the SUV, with several Highway Patrol units not far behind them. Seeing that their target was still mobile, one of the men busted out the rear window of the Cadillac with the barrel of his gun, then began shooting. As she began shifting from lane to lane, Lisa flipped a switch on her dashboard, and a black shield moved into place, covering the headlights and grille of the Buick. Instead of blowing up the engine compartment, the assailant’s bullets deflected harmlessly off the protective shield.

“Sorry, guys, but you aren’t getting rid of us that easily!” Lisa said as she smirked.

Shannon sulked. “Now why didn’t we have one of those on our car?”

Lisa yelled back to her, “Your standard-issue car does, actually. Those shields were installed on all of our regular vehicles last month. That one you drove today was just a transport car so it didn’t have the device. Next time you drive your own car, look for a green switch under the dash.”

“I didn’t know that! Thanks!”

“No problem! Now, time to get serious. These guys want to try and PIT me, let me show them how a REAL PIT Maneuver goes!”

Pedal to the floor, Lisa approached the right rear of her target. The men had switched to firing at the windshield. Their shots splintered the glass, but failed to break through to the occupants inside. The Buick pulled the same move that the thugs had tried only moments earlier. She gave the hulking Escalade a slight nudge in the fender, causing the truck to spin out.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Lisa shouted as she high-fived Leaf.

The men in the SUV couldn’t recover from the strike, as their vehicle sailed off into the ditch. Upon hitting the embankment, two of its wheels left the ground, but it somehow avoided rolling over. The truck instead landed back on all four wheels, bouncing and shaking violently as it came to a halt. Lisa slammed on the brakes and backed up to where the Escalade had wiped out.

“That thing didn’t flip, so they’re probably still fixing to fight,” Lisa said. “We better provide backup.”

Sure enough, the men were now holed up in their vehicle as officers pulled up to the scene of the crash.

“Turn the truck off and step out of the vehicle! Let me see both hands!” one officer yelled as he and his partners trained their service pistols on the wrecked Escalade.

The two men stepped out of the truck on the side opposite the police units and immediately began shooting upon the officers, who quickly returned fire. Both officers and assailants had taken cover behind their vehicles, with most of their gunshots riddling the cars with bullet holes and shattering their windows.

From the rear view mirror of her Buick, Lisa watched the gunfight unfold. “Alright, here’s the plan. Alexis and Shannon, can the two of you shoot their guns out of their hands?”

Alexis answered, “I think so. Looks like we’re close enough.”

“Okay then, Leaf, you and I will rush in as soon as those guns are out of their hands and the officers have ceased firing. Let’s get into position.” The other girl nodded. Lisa and Leaf got out of the station wagon and crept toward the back, hugging the right side of the car. From here it would be a straight dash directly to the suspects.

In the back seat, the two agents took careful aim, squinting one eye. Once they had their target – the assailant’s guns – in sight, they squeezed their triggers. A pair of bullets flew out of the barrels, each one striking the side of the gunmen’s weapons. Their hands recoiled as the precise strike sent their firearms flying.

“Hold your fire!” shouted an officer.

“Now!” Lisa and Leaf sprinted at the still dazed suspects, tackling them to the ground and positioning themselves between the men and where their guns lay on the side of the road. Both men quickly stood back up and assumed fighting stances.

“Just give up now… do you really want to do things the hard way?” asked Lisa.

As the men yelled out and rushed at the girls, Leaf said, “Yup, guess they do.”

Leaf ducked under an incoming punch, then delivered a hit to the groin with her foot. Lisa blocked a punch with one hand and delivered a right hook with the other. The men got back up and tried landing punches on the girls again. This time both girls crouched under the attack and did leg sweeps, knocking the assailants down. As they struggled to their feet, both girls punched them in the head, sending them down once again.

“Give up yet?” asked Leaf.

Her answer came in the form or enraged snarls as the men rose to their feet and came at the agents once again, fists ready to pummel the girls. Lisa and Leaf stepped to the side to dodge the blows. As the men turned around to charge in again, the girls delivered simultaneous roundhouse kicks directly to the heads of their attackers, sending them reeling and kissing pavement. This time they weren’t so quick to their feet. The girls stood over the still writhing men.

“Should’ve done things the easy way,” Leaf told the thugs as she smiled at him.

“Okay, officers, you can take these guys in now!” Lisa shouted to the officers, their guns still drawn.

“Roger that. Okay, move in and apprehend them!” The backup officers quickly rushed in and handcuffed both men.

As they were being led into one of the Highway Patrol units, one thug yelled back, “Better watch out, bitces! The boss will take care of you!”

“Hear that?” Lisa asked another trooper. “It means there’s at least one more group of these guys out there. We’ll still need backup.”

“Roger that, we’ll stay behind you as backup. Good luck, agents.”

As the girls got back into the Buick, Alexis asked them, “So, any updates?”

Leaf answered, “One of those guys yelled something about their boss, so I don’t think we’re out of the woods yet.”

“Oh, well. A bit more fun for us, I guess.”

Lisa continued down the road heading west. A few miles of uneventful countryside passed, but then the girls came across a black Mercedes ML430 SUV parked across the width of the road. As Lisa brought her car to a stop, Leaf commented, “Okay, I know these guys are evil and all, but you’d think they could be a bit more creative and not use black SUVs all of the time.”

Lisa shrugged. “It’s just the way it goes, I guess…”

The four girls stepped out of the Buick to meet the four men who had exited the SUV. One held a bullhorn.

“Ah, Agent Lisa Northwood! Never thought I’d have to see your face again!”

“Well, if it isn’t my old friend, Tom McCollum. And I see Blake, Foster, and Muncie still work with you. You might have escaped when I took down your old bosses, but not this time!”

“Silence! Order out the witnesses you have in your car!”

“What witnesses?” Leaf asked as she opened the side doors of the station wagon to reveal that the car was completely empty. “Cause I sure as heck don’t see anyone in here.”

“But… they said you had three witnesses with you! What happened to them?”

Alexis smirked. “We had them whisked away by helicopter to our headquarters. We just continued on our way to throw you guys off track.”

Shannon said, “Turner’s probably with our supervisor right now, telling her everything. Looks like you wasted your time chasing us.”

“How so?” sneered McCollum. “I see here a perfect opportunity to take out four League Special Agents. Even if we don’t collect the bounty, we still gain a lot of respect.”

“Okay then,” said Lisa. “Try us.”

“You die here, today!” McCollum and his men pulled out handguns and began firing upon the girls, who took cover behind their car. A patrol car screeched to a halt, interjecting itself between the men and the station wagon. The girls had already took out their pistols and begun to return fire; the officer scrambled out of his Crown Vic and joined in with his .357. Needing cover, the thugs retreated behind their truck before resuming the gunfight.

“Put down your weapons and get your hands in the air!” shouted the officer. His request was ignored by McCollum and his men, who continued their assault. As both the police cruiser and Mercedes were riddled with bullets, more backup units arrived on the scene, and the troopers in those cars also joined in the gun battle.

“Damn, this is getting us nowhere!” Lisa ran back to the Buick and opened the glove compartment. Grabbing a red and white sphere, she returned to the fray and heaved the Pokeball-like device at the men as she yelled to her allies, “Cover your eyes! Incoming!”

“Hold your fire!” an officer shouted as the ball flew toward the mercenaries and their luxury SUV. Lisa, her partners and police backup shielded their eyes as the device landed in front of the men. But instead of unleashing a Pokémon, the device released a blinding light and a cloud of smoke. Gunfire from both parties ceased as the men and their truck were now completely blanketed by the thick gray smoke.

“Let’s go, now!” As the officers stayed put, the four girls rushed to the Mercedes where the smoke was just beginning to lift. The men were still dazed; the agents took the opportunity to disarm the thugs before they could resume shooting. But even with no guns, the mercenaries were unwilling to give up. A bald-headed one took a swing at Leaf, who dodged right to avoid the hit, then countered with a punch that knocked him to the asphalt. Alexis and Shannon were facing down two more that they recognized.

“Man, we’re hurt. You guys don’t look too happy to see us again. Why is that, Foster?” asked Shannon.

Alexis taunted, “We beat you guys before, Blake; we’ll be happy to give a repeat performance!”

Faces twisting into angry scowls, the men raced toward the girls, fists raised. Shannon deftly crouched to avoid the attack and delivered a leg sweep. Alexis performed a quick sidestep to avoid her attacker before nailing him in the gut. Both men staggered a bit before falling down.

The more muscular McCollum was proving to be a more worthy adversary, as he blocked a punch from Lisa with his fist, then delivered one of his own to Lisa’s head. The girl spun around, fell, and hit pavement, but quickly got back to her feet.

“Not bad, Tom, not bad. But check this out!” Not missing a beat, Lisa charged back in toward McCollum. He landed a hit to her cheek, but Lisa delivered a more debilitating blow – jabbing her black dress shoe directly into the man’s groin. He howled in agony as he took a step backward, clutching the area in question and wincing in pain.

Leaf and Muncie continued to trade blows, with the girl using the concealed steel brim of her hat to block an incoming punch. The man went low and attempted to trip his opponent, but Leaf jumped over his leg sweep and had a mean right hook waiting for him when he rose back up to strike again. This final blow sent Muncie down for the count, as the man busted open his bald head upon hitting the pavement, a pool of red blood forming on the hot blacktop.

Alexis and Shannon were gaining the upper hand against Blake and Foster; the men were unsteady on their feet and their punches and kicks were slow and easily dodged by the girls. But the persistent mercenaries still charged in for more, attempting to slug the girls in the face. Instead of sidestepping the attacks, the pair blocked the incoming fists with their hands, then kicked the thugs in the chest, sending them reeling backward. Before they could recover their wits, the girls went on the offensive, giving the men spinning kicks to the head that knocked them unconscious as they slumped to the ground.

Meanwhile, Lisa and the ringleader were still locked in battle. McCollum had gotten a kick to Lisa’s midsection; the girl staggered backward but remained on her feet. McCollum’s next attempt to punch Lisa was blocked, and the girl countered with an elbow to the right temple of the man’s head. He stumbled backward a few steps, but recovered and glared at Lisa.

“Can’t I ever have a job where you don’t interfere?”

“Try getting something legal.”

McCollum rushed toward Lisa. He landed another hit, though this time it was only a glancing blow to the girl’s shoulder. But his momentum carried him right into the door of his own SUV, its outside mirror delivering the knockout. His head began bleeding as he toppled onto the roadway.

Lisa shook her head. “My, my, my, getting taken out by your own truck. You’ve hit a new low, McCollum.” She turned to the officers. “Alright, it’s all clear here. Please take these, um, gentlemen into custody.”

As the quartet returned to their car, Lisa’s phone was ringing on the front seat of the car.

Lorelei’s voice came on. “00479, where were you?”

“Sorry, we had some business to take care of here on Route 7. Business by the name of Tom McCollum, who apparently was working for Bartles.”

“I see. Well, we’ve been after him and his thugs for a long time. Good work 00479. Anyway, back to what I called about. Dirk Turner just made a signed statement to us. We have warrants ready for Tobias and Red. All you need to do is stop by headquarters and pick them up. Then you can head straight to Bartles’ estate and execute the arrest.”

Lisa glanced to the west and saw skyscrapers off on the horizon. “Excellent. I can see Celadon off in the distance; we’ll be there in twenty, maybe thirty minutes at the most.”

“I will be awaiting your arrival.” Lorelei then hung up her phone.

Lisa shut her phone. “Okay girls, ready for one more takedown? Lorelei has the warrants ready, so we can bust the leaders of this whole thing.”

Leaf smiled. “Let’s do this. I’ve been waiting four long years for this moment!”

Alexis and Shannon nodded and gave Lisa a thumbs-up.

Lisa quickly surveyed the damage to the Buick. There were shattered windows, a few bullet holes, and some scrapes, but nothing major. And all four tires were still intact. “She’s taken a beating, but she’ll still last us long enough to get this whole thing wrapped up. Though prepare for a battle – I know Tobias at least looks like he’ll be a big, tough guy to subdue.” With those words of caution, Lisa and her three partners got back in the blue station wagon and proceeded toward Celadon City.

Bartles Estate, Route 16, 8:26 AM

Tobias Bartles paced back and forth in his lavish office, with his son Red seated in a leather chair and two well-dressed men standing in the corner. One of them wore numerous scars and bruises, and a large bandage on his forehead.

“Tripp! Have you heard back from your men yet?”

“No, sir, not a word from McCollum yet…”

“Dammit… it shouldn’t take your agents this long to intercept those girls. Something must have gone wrong. There’s no time to lose! We need to get out of here immediately!”

Only pausing long enough to open a safe and stuff as much money as possible into a briefcase, Tobias led the way from the office to the garage, his son and assistants following close behind through the mansion’s ornately-decorated labyrinth of hallways. Arriving at their destination, a fleet of over a dozen exotic sports and luxury cars stood before the men.

“Tripp! Mercer! Take the Benz; we’ll be in the Lambo! And call in the airstrip, make sure our jet is ready to take off as soon as we get there! And arrange to move my money into my other, hidden bank account!”

“Right, sir!” Tripp whipped out his cell phone and dialed frantically as he opened the driver’s door of a black car with his free hand and Mercer got into the passenger seat . Meanwhile, Tobias and Red jumped into a red sports car.

The huge garage had multiple doors; one set of them opened. Two vehicles drove out, a black Mercedes sedan followed by a red Lamborghini roadster. Inside the sports car, Tobias turned toward Red.

“Don’t worry, son, it looks like we’re home free. We’ll set up base in another region, and before you know it, you’ll be champion once again.”

“And if anyone tries to interfere this time, I will murder them,” came the mechanical droning of Red’s electronic voice box.

“As soon as we get into the air, I’ll put out calls to every mercenary, terrorist cell, drug gang, and mob organization in the region. This time, the bounty on the heads of those agents is going to be fifteen million dollars! We might not be around here anymore, but rest assured someone will murder them for us!”

“Excellent!” Red replied. “We will have our revenge, one way or another! Make sure they kill them in the ugliest and most painful way imaginable!”

Haruka of Hoenn
August 26th, 2012, 06:51 AM
At a time when they would normally be sleeping, the father and son team were awake, along with their assistants Tripp and Mercer. “I’m sorry, sir,” Tripp said nervously. “I just got off the phone with all of our men, and none of them reported seeing those agents or their car at any of the town’s hotels.”

Tobias Bartles smiled. “Oh, well, you tried your best. Nothing we can do now except try again.” Without warning, he grabbed Tripp’s head and snapped it back violently. Red, meanwhile, began punching the man in the stomach.

Tobias put his face right in front of his assistant’s, grinding his teeth and snarling like a vicious dog. “And if you don’t get me results this time, I can guarantee you that your death will be very slow and very, VERY painful. You had better make sure that those agents do not make it to Celadon, as if your life depended on it. Because it does.” With that, the elder Bartles released his grip, shoving the man’s head forward. Red delivered one more punch to Tripp’s belly, knocking him to the floor.

“No, I’m not done with you yet,” came Red’s mechanical droning. “It’s about time you learn that failure is no longer an option. We’ve given you several chances, and so far you haven’t proven to be worth **** to us.” The young man grabbed his father’s revolver. Tripp began looking on and trembling in fear. Red pistol-whipped him a dozen more times. During this beating, Tobias continued to yell at him.

“Do you know why I hired you? It wasn’t for your dashing good looks, and it sure as hell wasn’t for your secretarial skills. No, I pay you six goddamn figures a year for you to solve problems for me. So, since you seem completely unable to solve this problem, why the hell should I continue to employ you?”

With one final whack to the side of the head, Red finished his brutal, bloody assault. After a few minutes of coughing up blood, Tripp had finally regained his composure. Red had crossed his arms across his chest, but with his hand still on his father’s gun. Glaring at Tripp, he asked, “So, what’s your plan? Go on, don’t just sit there like a dumbass. Tell us now!”

Still short of breath, he said to his partner, “Mercer, get on the phone with Tom McCollum.”If I were Tripp, I'd get a career change. But I guess he's only doing it for the money.

And finally, Lisa gets to show off her driving skills! I don't know why, but I've always liked reading/watching car chases. (Though I don't think I'd ever want to be in one. :P And the way you put it makes it seem especially dangerous.)

The blonde-haired special agent quickly opened the compartment and pulled out a big, long assault rifle. Lisa sped up to put some distance between her and her pursuer. Now with some breathing room, Alexis waited for an opening. When she saw the passenger stop shooting to reload, she opened fire on the front grille of the SUV. Multiple bullets ripped through the radiator, causing the engine compartment to explode in a fiery burst of flames and smoke. Still with plenty of momentum, the flaming Lexus sailed toward the right side of the road, hit the embankment, and flipped over several times in a spectacular crash. Glass, metal, plastic, and even a tire flew from the fiery wreckage across the width of the roadway.Spectacular crash :P I like it.

And those must be some pretty high-tech cars to have built-in shields and spike strips. The League must take crime-fighting seriously. (As they should, if they've got people like Red and Tobias running around. I would expect that an organization as large as the League would spawn some criminal desire to profiteer from it.)

Ack, for the life of me I can't remember who Tom McCollum is. xP I don't think he was in 'A Coordinated Investigation'. Was he in your first fic, then? Lisa said he was an 'old friend', so she must have met him somewhere before. And you'd think that after suffering a defeat, he wouldn't try to push his luck with the same people/person who beat him earlier. :/

I do like Lisa's 'try getting something legal' quote. Haha.

So Lisa and company have taken down the henchmen, but there still remains the job of finding the ringleader... and something tells me Tobias won't be going down that easy.


“Right, sir!” Tripp whipped out his cell phone and dialed frantically as he opened the driver’s door of a black car with his free hand and Mercer got into the passenger seat . Meanwhile, Tobias and Red jumped into a red sports car.

The huge garage had multiple doors; one set of them opened. Two vehicles drove out, a black Mercedes sedan followed by a red Lamborghini roadster. Inside the sports car, Tobias turned toward Red.

“Don’t worry, son, it looks like we’re home free. We’ll set up base in another region, and before you know it, you’ll be champion once again.”

“And if anyone tries to interfere this time, I will murder them,” came the mechanical droning of Red’s electronic voice box.

“As soon as we get into the air, I’ll put out calls to every mercenary, terrorist cell, drug gang, and mob organization in the region. This time, the bounty on the heads of those agents is going to be fifteen million dollars! We might not be around here anymore, but rest assured someone will murder them for us!”

“Excellent!” Red replied. “We will have our revenge, one way or another! Make sure they kill them in the ugliest and most painful way imaginable!” Hmm... where are they planning to go, I wonder? I hope this won't launch an endless seuquence of Tobias taking over a region, making Red champion, then being chased out and moving to another one. Hehe.

I can't believe this fic is almost over. o.o How do you make yours so short.

Well, I'm looking forward to seeing how everything plays out! Specifically, I'm waiting for the part where a bunch of armed League agent bust in and take Red and Tobias into custody. But I don't think it'll be that simple... (more car chases perhaps? xP)

Great chapter!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
August 26th, 2012, 04:36 PM
Thanks for stopping by to read and review!

If I were Tripp, I'd get a career change. But I guess he's only doing it for the money.
well, six figures certainly is a nice chunk of change, but there's also an element of fear at play. He probably doesn't want to end up like Dennis Franklin (dead) or Dirk Turner (huge target on his back).

And finally, Lisa gets to show off her driving skills! I don't know why, but I've always liked reading/watching car chases.
That's something I regret not having the opportunity to do during my first fic (as the whole concept of the Pokemon journey fic pretty much makes it impossible) but I'm certainly making up for it here :) I'm a very big fan of car chases too, though sadly my stories seem to be the only ones in the Pokemon fandom that have them...

Spectacular crash I like it.
Crashes that involve flipping over and blowing up are especially awesome :P

And those must be some pretty high-tech cars to have built-in shields and spike strips. The League must take crime-fighting seriously.
Definitely. More James Bond inspired trickery at work and in this day and age of corrupt super villains, being prepared with high tech vehicles and gadgetry is a definite plus xD

Ack, for the life of me I can't remember who Tom McCollum is.
Nah, he was created just for this story. Lisa's been on lots of missions, many of which I haven't even brainstormed. He's from one of those missions I haven't written about, so this is the first time writing about him.

So Lisa and company have taken down the henchmen, but there still remains the job of finding the ringleader... and something tells me Tobias won't be going down that easy.
They certainly won't be going down without a fight :)

Hmm... where are they planning to go, I wonder? I hope this won't launch an endless seuquence of Tobias taking over a region, making Red champion, then being chased out and moving to another one. Hehe.
Good question :P I'm not sure they know yet, actually; they might decide that once they get on their private jet. Clearly, if they aren't stopped here, they'll just continue this vicious cycle until someone does arrest them lol

Well, I'm looking forward to seeing how everything plays out! Specifically, I'm waiting for the part where a bunch of armed League agent bust in and take Red and Tobias into custody. But I don't think it'll be that simple... (more car chases perhaps? xP)
A bit longer... but however it's done, it's bound to be action-packed! Car chase might not be an option - Their Lamborghini could easily leave Lisa's car in the dust :P

Thanks for reading, and glad you enjoyed the chapter :)

Mentalii
September 22nd, 2012, 04:43 AM
I finally read it...
As you told me, this chapter was full of action. The car pursuit was interesting. Lisa's awesome behind of a wheel. (Besides it taught me many car's names I didn't know x) )
And I love Red's last sentence. So sadistic, eh eh eh.

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
September 25th, 2012, 01:05 PM
Thanks! Car chases are always awesome, and it's a shame more stories don't include them. And I'm always happy to increase readers' knowledge of automobiles xD

Bwahahahaha... Evil sadistic bad guys are the best, aren't they?

Thanks for reading, and the next chapter should be up by the weekend unless I have too much to do!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
September 30th, 2012, 04:05 AM
Notes: Hey, guys, sorry for the delay, but Chapter 5 is ready!

Thanks to Haruka of Hoenn for proofreading the chapter!

This installment is rated PG-13 for language, violence, and lots of Chuck Norris-style moves. Also, Red drops an F-bomb here.

Enjoy :)

Chapter 5

Bartles Estate, 8:40 AM

The two vehicles headed down the long winding driveway, past manicured lawns and elaborate stone statues and toward the front gates of the estate. But they would not make it out. A now familiar Buick station wagon, a bit worse for wear, screeched to a stop in front of them, its massive blue form taking up the entire width of the gate opening. Both cars stopped short of the entrance.

Four girls stepped out of the wagon. “Well, girls, looks like our wait is over. Look who finally tried to make a run for it,” Lisa said to her companions. Turning to the stopped cars, she called out, “Tobias Bartles and Red Bartles! We have warrants for the arrest of both of you! Step out of your vehicles with your hands where we can see them!”

The four men exited their vehicles, each of them armed with tire irons. Each of the two parties approached each other and assumed fighting stances.

Lisa smirked. “Looks like we don’t even have to ask these guys – they clearly want to do things the hard way.”

“Perfect,” sneered the man in the business suit. “One for each of us to play with.”

Red pointed at Leaf. Using his mechanical voice box, he said, “That bitch is mine.”

“And Northwood is mine,” added his father. “Tripp! Mercer! Take out the other two!”

The men advanced toward the girls. Tobias lurched toward Lisa, laughing menacingly. “I’ve waited a long time for this, bitch. Your father cost me some very lucrative contracts, and now you’re trying to shut me down for good. I’ll take great pleasure in beating your head in.”

“Oh, really?” Lisa taunted as her adversary began to swing his weapon at her. She quickly ducked under the attack and countered by kicking the man in the groin. The impact of dress shoe against tender area caused Tobias to scream out in pain as he dropped his weapon. Lisa followed up with a kick to the side of the head.

Meanwhile, Red and Leaf were circling, eyeing each other closely. “It was you. I know it was you. You were the one who called to report my meth lab to the feds. Time to die,” came the monotone voice of Red’s machine.

Leaf retorted, “And you were the one who used Daddy’s money to buy you what you couldn’t earn. A poser like you has no right to call himself, ‘Champion.’ Time to face the facts.”

“This is for hurting and insulting Pikachu! How dare you do that, *****!” came Red’s response as he raised his weapon high. Leaf responded by delivering a kick to Red’s midsection, knocking the boy to the ground. He was quick to get up, but his ball cap had fallen off, revealing a tangled mess of unkempt black hair.

“Hah. I see your fighting skills are no better than your so-called ‘buddy.’ Maybe you should consider making new friends.” Leaf smiled tauntingly as she motioned for Red to come after her.

“Fuck you! Die!” Red’s machine replied as the kid began charging toward his opponent. Leaf performed a quick sidestep at the last second, countering with an elbow jab to Red’s backside, again knocking him down. Red was quick to his feet, but Leaf was ready with a knee to the jaw, violently jerking his head backward.

Mercer put his arm around Shannon’s neck in a headlock, but the wily black-haired girl jabbed him in the stomach with her elbow. In pain, he loosened his grip enough for her to break free. She followed up with a mean right hook to the face. Tripp had knocked Alexis to the ground, but as he moved in for another blow, she slipped out of his reach and jabbed her foot into his midsection.

Nearby, Lisa and the boy’s father stared each other down. “Die, bitch!” Tobias pulled out a .38 and began shooting off rounds at Lisa. The girl jumped, ducked, and spun around to dodge the bullets before taking out her own .40 pistol. Taking cover behind the Mercedes, she returned fire. The CEO ducked behind his roadster and continued shooting. Windows on both cars splintered into spiderwebs, then shattered entirely as the metal bodies of both became riddled with bullet holes. As the man prepared to fire again, Lisa quickly got off a shot aimed at his hand, dislodging the weapon.

Before he could get a chance to recover the revolver, Lisa sprinted toward the still-reeling man, knocking Tobias to the ground with a spinning roundhouse kick. Clutching his face and screaming loudly, the man struggled to his feet. Lisa punched him in the head, keeping him down.

Alexis and Shannon were making quick work of the hired thugs. Though they were still on their feet, a constant onslaught of blows had left them staggering and unsteady.

“Dammit, this is impossible!”

“How are we being beaten by a bunch of GIRLS?”

“It’s because you picked the wrong girls to mess with,” answered Shannon.

Alexis added, “And we girls are gonna give you a nice little lesson in pain!” With that, both girls simultaneously landed roundhouse kicks to the heads of the men, knocking them out cold.

The two girls high-fived each other. “Awesome work, girl! These guys are done for! We make a great team, right?”

“Yeah, but it looks like Lisa and her friend are still dealing with the ringleaders.”

Rising to his feet, Tobias ripped the right side outside mirror off the Mercedes and heaved it at Lisa. The girl dodged the projectile and it instead placed a huge dent in the door of the red sports car.

“Shit! That’s gonna cost a fortune to fix!”

“I think that’s gonna be the least of your concerns,” Lisa sneered, smiling tauntingly at the older man. “Especially where you’re gonna be going.”

“Your ass is mine!” Tobias reacted with rage, charging headlong at Lisa. The girl blocked his punch with her right hand, and followed up by jabbing her pantyhose-covered knee into his stomach.

On the other side of the car, another brawl was still raging. Pulling out a knife, Red charged at Leaf. The girl took off her hat and tossed it at the boy. It missed Red himself, but did strike the knife, cleanly cutting the blade off. Throwing down the handle of the destroyed weapon, Red continued running in toward his rival. Leaf ducked under his initial punch and grabbed his mass of hair. With her foe unable to escape her grip, she spun around and threw him headfirst into a tree. The deafening impact busted Red’s forehead wide open and knocked him unconscious as his bloodied, motionless body recoiled from the hit and fell to the ground.

Leaf smirked. “Consider the trash officially taken out.”

Lisa answered, “Well, almost. This guy’s got surprising resilience.”

Despite being bruised all over his face, Tobias was not giving up the fight. He got off a clean punch to Lisa’s face, knocking her to the ground. Seeing his advantage, he grabbed the girl and made his way to the black Mercedes. Lisa attempted to break free by biting and clawing at her assailant, but the man’s grip remained strong.

“You better let me go!”

“After all the shit you put me through, do you really think I’m gonna do something that stupid?” The man laughed as he maneuvered toward the rear of the black sedan, the girl still in tow.

“This ain’t good… if he gets me in that trunk, I’m done for!” In a last-ditch attempt to free herself, Lisa jabbed her elbow into the man’s ribs. But the move seemingly did nothing.

“Nice try, *****, but it’s gonna take more than that.” Tobias slugged the girl in the head. But in doing so he had loosened his grip. This gave Lisa the perfect opportunity to kick her attacker in the shin and make her escape. Running around to the front of the red Lamborghini, Lisa stuck out her tongue at the man.

“Catch me if you can!”

Letting out an angry roar, Tobias charged at the girl full speed while Lisa simply stood in place and smirked.

“YOU DIE NOW, BITCH!”

Timing her actions perfectly, Lisa delivered one final, devastating roundhouse kick to Tobias’ head, sending him airborne before he crashed through the windshield of his own car. The ear-piercing sound of shattering glass soon gave way to pained moans as the businessman lay helpless. “Tobias Peter Bartles, you are hereby placed under arrest for conspiracy. You have the right to remain silent…” The man simply remained motionless, surrounded by the remains of what was once his pride and joy.

Red was finally regaining consciousness. Leaf stood over him, smirking.

“Red, you are also under arrest for conspiracy and drug manufacturing. Consider your days as ‘Champion’ officially over.”

With everyone dealt with, the three girls joined Lisa at the front of the ruined sports car. Lisa looked over the wreckage, smiling as she dusted off her dress. “You know, I never understood the appeal of these types of cars. I mean, the inside is just so small and cramped. There isn’t even a rear seat in this thing. Or a trunk, as far as I can see. And those seats do not look like they’d be nice and soft and plush. And as we’ve seen, it certainly can’t survive a middle-aged man crashing through the windshield.”

Leaf answered, “Well, I don’t know that the wagon would’ve survived that sort of impact either… besides, it’s taken quite a beating itself.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know!” said Lisa. “Still, the technicians at headquarters will get her back as good as new in no time! And the best news is…” The girl winked and smiled at her partners.

“Well, what is it?” asked Alexis.

“Yeah, tell us, Lisa!” added Shannon.

Lisa examined her clothes and legs and smiled. “My outfit survived this entire ordeal! Even my pantyhose, which almost never survive a melee, much less a whole bunch of them!”

The quartet laughed. “Well girls, here’s to another successful mission!”

Pokémon League Investigation Unit, Celadon Branch, 5:01 PM

“Excellent work, agents,” said Lorelei as she faced Lisa, Leaf, Alexis, and Shannon. “Both father and son are now in custody, and we now have Sabrina willing to testify in addition to Dirk Turner. As well as many of the conspirators – McCollum’s men turned on him, then he, along with the helicopter assailants turned on Tripp and Mercer, and they in turn agreed to testify against Red and Tobias. It still amazes me how quickly the dominoes fall once you get the leaders in custody.

“Additionally, Agents Breen and Trask in our computer forensics department are working to recover the deleted data from Bartles’ computer… they are very confident they can recover the data, despite Bartles’ best efforts to wipe the hard drive.”

“What sort of data are you looking for?” asked Leaf.

“Anything pertaining to the incident – records of their plot to replace you, anything on the alleged hit on Dennis Franklin, but most importantly, people in the League who accepted bribes from Bartles and OTP to let their crimes go unchecked. I also suspect bribes were involved in broadcasting those brainwashing waves, since most of the media in Kanto and Johto is controlled by the League. Only a couple of news stations aren’t.”

“Think the current Elite Four are in on it?”

“I doubt it. I served for years with Lance and Bruno, and, with all due respect, their area of expertise is not governmental affairs or running a region. Their position involves primarily training only, although Lance does help out with League investigations from time to time. And they appear to be victims of the brainwashing; even Elite Four Will was convinced of Red being the former Champion despite being a Psychic-type specialist. In fact, it probably amazes me more that Sabrina wasn’t affected. In any event, it is a League Senate Council that handles governing the region and day to day operations. I’m willing to bet that people within that council were the ones taking bribes and letting Bartles reign unchecked.”

“I see. Then I probably shouldn’t harbor a grudge against Lance and them. They probably had no idea what was going on.”

Lorelei pushed the glasses up on her face. “Yes, though if I find different from these computer records, I’ll let you know. Now, agents, even though we have the principal perpetrators in custody, like I said more arrests are pending. I’m going to have the four of you stay in Celadon until further notice, and Miss Purvis will remain a deputized agent until then. I’ll set up 00158 and 00236 in the same hotel where 00479 and Miss Purvis are currently staying. 00479, which hotel is it?”

“The Quality Suites in Celadon,” Lisa replied.

“As I expected from 00479. All right, once again, excellent work. I’ll have you return to the hotel for some well deserved rest. But I do need to ask Miss Purvis something important, so why don’t you three head back and I’ll drop her off once we’re done. I don’t think it’ll take long.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

As the other three girls left, Leaf looked on, a bit nervous. “What did you need to talk with me about?”

“Now that the truth has been uncovered, there is bound to be chaos with the public realizing that Red’s no longer the Champion and that they’ve been fed lies for the past four years. Some might even be angry at you for upsetting the status quo. Knowing this, I have an important question for you: Would you want to be reinstated as Champion of the Indigo League? The International League could very easily re-appoint you into that position if you wish.”

Leaf sighed. “You know, I really doubt it. I mean, first of all, I really don’t want my name associated with a League whose behind-the-scenes officials are so corrupt as to pull a stunt like this because of a bribe. I simply don’t trust them anymore. And then there’s my Pokémon. I’d like to give them the chance to rest… I have been pushing them pretty hard over the past few years. I’m sure they’d appreciate that far more than having to battle challenger after challenger for the title. And of course, I’m ready for a rest, too. Not to mention the fact that I just don’t have the motivation like I used to.”

Lorelei rubbed her chin. “I see… Well, I’m not here to tell you to decide one way or the other. What I can do is reinstate your status as a trainer with eight badges so if you decide at a later date to become Champion again, all you would have to do is defeat the Elite Four and the current Champion. Would this be okay with you?”

“Yes. Right now I don’t anticipate returning, but who knows if that might change in the future. But again, I have to thank you for all your help.”

“Don’t mention it. But don’t forget to thank the agents you worked with… they were the ones who did all the hard stuff. In fact, let’s do that now. Come, I’ll take you back to the hotel.

“Alright, thanks again.”

Quality Suites, Celadon City, Room 159, June 2, 8:51 PM

In the hotel room, the four girls, all in their nightgowns, were watching a news report on the television.

“Following the arrests of OTP CEO Tobias Bartles and his son, former League Champion Red Bartles on the 31st, League agents today have arrested several current and former members of the Indigo League Senate Council as well as police officers in several cities in Kanto and Johto. Charges stem from evidence that the officials involved accepted bribes from the elder Bartles. These bribes were used for a variety of purposes, ranging from allowing OTP to operate Pokémon Centers at unacceptably low standards, to letting the company freely launder money and operate drug dealing operations without police interference. The younger Bartles is alleged to have been the manufacturer of the drugs, operating in a clandestine, makeshift lab located within Mount Silver. He was doing this under the guise of being an elite Pokémon Master in solo training. The elder Bartles is also suspected of ordering the assassination of former attorney Dennis Franklin back in January.

“One of the most surprising charges against the accused, however, is an elaborate brainwashing scheme utilizing Psychic Pokémon and radio and television broadcasts so Tobias Bartles could establish his son Red as Champion after Red had failed to attain the title with his own skills. The Indigo League controls most of the radio and television outlets in both regions; our News 5 is one of the few TV stations in Kanto not under direct League control and operation.

“The news that Red was never the region’s true champion has thrown Johto and Kanto into turmoil, as residents are left wondering what other facts the corrupt regional Indigo League could have fabricated. People are looking for answers, but unfortunately, it is unlikely there will ever be clear answers. Here with me now are Gym Leader Sabrina and Special Agent Lorelei with the international League Investigation Bureau, and formerly of the Kanto Elite Four. Lorelei?”

“Thank you, Rick. This is a culmination of a four year, on and off investigation into OTP and Red Bartles’ mysterious climb to fame. Whenever the regional League seems to be unable or unwilling to investigate matters, we at the international level are called in. Unfortunately, the uncovering of the truth has caused widespread chaos across the two regions of Kanto and Johto. However, it is also something that needed to be done in order to curb the rampant crime and drug use in the regions, as well as improve the quality of services offered to trainers in the regions – the conditions of the Pokémon Centers and Marts I visited were horrendous. Filthy, infested, falling apart – such poor operating standards should never have been allowed, and yet the regional League accepted bribes to look the other way.

“But finally, it needed to be done because due to the greed of the Bartles father and son, a young lady – someone who had rightfully ascended to the position of Champion – had all of that taken away from her. And not only that, but that incident reflected a major betrayal of trust on the part of the regional League. And that is a trust that may never be regained again. Despite this, we at the international League are doing everything in our power to overhaul the Indigo League and replace corrupt members with those who truly care about serving their region and its trainers, so that perhaps someday that trust can be restored. With more on the incident, here is Gym Leader Sabrina. Sabrina?”

“Indeed, Lorelei. This incident has demonstrated the immense power of Pokémon and the dangers that can happen when they are misused. The powers of the Psychic Pokémon involved, amplified with radio and TV broadcast waves, were able to convince two entire regions that an outright lie was truth; even many other Psychic-type trainers, such as the Elite Four’s Will and assistant trainers in my own Gym, were not able to resist the powers of those psychic waves as I was. Almost as frightening is the fact that the perpetrators were able to command those Pokémon to focus on removing only one aspect of a person’s memory – in this case, those pertaining to the rightful champion. Truly, one lesson that must be learned from this is that the power of Pokémon is not to be underestimated – the abuse of those powers could have devastating results. Back to you, Rick.”

“Thank you. According to reports, the Gym Leaders, Elite Four, and Champion Lance will not be charged; they were every bit victims of the brainwashing as the rest of the populace, and they are not involved in the day-to-day operations of the region – that task is handled by the League’s Senate Council. It is unknown whether the rightful Champion will want to reclaim her title – she was involved directly in the investigation and told me off camera that she ‘has lost all faith and confidence in Kanto’s Pokémon League.’ We at News 5 will keep you updated on this shocking development that continues to affect the entire region. This is Rick Lansing, signing off.”

Lisa picked up the remote and switched off the TV. “Well, girls, I don’t know how much longer we’ll need to be here, but I hope it’s over soon. Things look like they’re getting intense, now with government officials in custody.”

Alexis turned to face Leaf. “So, I take it from what they said on the news, you’re not going to be assuming the position as Champion?”

Leaf shook her head. “No, after all this happened, I just don’t feel like it. And after finding out from Lorelei that Lance wasn’t involved in the conspiracy, I think the Championship will be in good hands with him at the helm – certainly better than it would’ve been with Red. The times I battled Lance, I could tell he had a passion for battling – I could see it in his eyes. I used to have that same kind of passion, but that was back when I was in the spotlight. It’s all gone now… I feel like I want to move on from the whole Pokémon battling scene, and get away from Kanto.”

Shannon asked, “But what about your Pokémon? And where are you thinking of going?”

“Well, I’m reminded of a conversation I had with Lisa a couple years ago, while on vacation in America. I tell you, she loves her home state of South Carolina. She was telling me about all of the beachside resort communities there. And for some reason, they popped into my head as I made my way down from Mount Silver after battling Red. I was thinking it would be nice to retire there. Of course then I discovered his meth lab. But now that we’re done cleaning up that mess, there’s nothing stopping me from finding a nice place along the Carolina coast to buy and move into.

“And don’t worry a thing about my Pokémon – I’m quite sure they’ll be perfectly content just hanging around the house and relaxing. And if they ever feel like a battle, Lisa would be only a four hour drive away!”

“Hey, and we’d be able to get together a lot more often that way! As long as neither of us are busy…”

“And if my Pokémon want a battle, I know Lisa’s Pokémon will give them a good one!”

“Yeah, I actually do have my Pokémon on me right now. I totally forgot because we didn’t have to use any of them during the investigation.”

Alexis added, “But that seems to be the general trend of things in our field. Criminals are beginning to rely less on Pokémon battles and more on weapons. So we’ve had to follow suit… our training is much less focused on Pokémon than it was, say, three or four years ago.”

“I can see why, though,” said Shannon. “It’s a much quicker and more direct way of doing things. I know I’d much rather quickly rush in and subdue a criminal rather than engage them in a lengthy, drawn out Pokémon battle. And it keeps our Pokémon out of harm’s way.”

Leaf rubbed her chin. “Seems things are a whole lot different than they were back in the days of Team Rocket five years ago. That’s what probably enabled my eleven-year-old self to take them down back then… if they had guns, I wouldn’t have stood a chance back then.”

Lisa said, “Indeed. It was the same with the Brotherhood that I dealt with during my journey… they used guns here and there, but most of my skirmishes with them were Pokémon battles. And ultimately, that was how I was able to defeat them. Any criminal enterprise that doesn’t use modern weapons is just begging to be brought down by some kid who just happens to be adept at training, much like our younger selves. And many of them are now realizing that. Our driving, martial arts, and firearm training programs are actually fairly new – to combat the increasing number of groups who have gotten wise to the fact that they can’t use Pokémon alone to fight.

“In fact, these days, it’s only the crazy, radical cult-like groups, ones usually after some legendary Pokémon and with some ridiculous, unrealistic goal in mind, that still rely on Pokémon for battles. Your serious criminals, like drug kingpins and mafia bosses, know better these days. And with the weird cult groups, usually by the time we respond, said young trainer has already defeated them, saving us a lot of work. But honestly, some of those cult organizations have had some really strange goals. They’re long on ambition, but short on common sense.”

“Well hey, with common sense, some people have it, and some people don’t. And in our line of work, it’s usually the people who don’t that we end up dealing with,” Alexis said.

Shannon added, “Trust us, when you’re in law enforcement for as long as we have been, you see a lot. But you’re always gonna run into things you never thought you’d see.”

Leaf yawned. “Tell me about it. This case alone brought to my attention shady things that I never knew were going on in Kanto back when I was just a naïve young trainer. Oh, man… I know we need to stick around and testify, and this hotel room is pretty nice, but… honestly, I want them to get this trial over with so I can get out of Kanto. Lisa, I’ll be needing your help as I look for a place to live in America. Think you could give me a hand?”

“Of course! I’m always happy to show you around my home state! Where are you thinking of starting your search?”

“Charleston seems like a good place to start. From what I’ve heard, it’s a beautiful city.”

“Awesome! It is a beautiful city. Whenever you’re ready, let me know… I’ll be happy to drive you around town while you look for someplace to buy! Okay, I feel like checking what else is on TV right now…” Lisa turned the TV back on.

“Get up to $150,000 in term life insurance for only…”

“USA Prime Credit. My name Peggy. You have question?”

“2012 GMC 2500 Heavy Duty Sierras, now for only $279 a month at Bruce Decker’s Buick-GMC Truck…”

“Fighting evil by moonlight, winning love by daylight, never running from a real fight, she is the one named Sailor Moon!”

Lisa set down the remote. “All right, I think I’ve found us something to watch!”

“Awesome! Sailor Moon time!” shouted Shannon. “ I don’t care how many times I see this show, it never gets old!”

Alexis added, “You know, that’s a lot like us, except that we have to fight evil by moonlight AND daylight!”

The girls shared a laugh. “Ain’t that the truth!” said Lisa.

Haruka of Hoenn
September 30th, 2012, 06:54 AM
And so the final showdown begins...

Meanwhile, Red and Leaf were circling, eyeing each other closely. “It was you. I know it was you. You were the one who called to report my meth lab to the feds. Time to die,” came the monotone voice of Red’s machine.I really like this moment. I can almost picture the looks on both of their faces as they're circling each other, staring into each other's eyes. Red's 'time to die' quote struck me as creepy for some reason... and it doesn't help that I have to imagine him saying those words in a mechanical monotone at the same time.

And aww, Red's defending the honor of his Pikachu...

By the way, I like how you choreographed the fight scene by focusing on each of the pairs in turn. Though the team was able to defeat Tobias and Friends rather easily, I guess it's to be expected, since Lisa and co. have calculated their moves, while the villains are just using blind rage.


“Dammit, this is impossible!”

“How are we being beaten by a bunch of GIRLS?”
I love this quote.

Despite being bruised all over his face, Tobias was not giving up the fight. He got off a clean punch to Lisa’s face, knocking her to the ground. Seeing his advantage, he grabbed the girl and made his way to the black Mercedes. Lisa attempted to break free by biting and clawing at her assailant, but the man’s grip remained strong.For some reason, I'm not surprised that Tobias was the last one left standing...


“You better let me go!”

“After all the **** you put me through, do you really think I’m gonna do something that stupid?” The man laughed as he maneuvered toward the rear of the black sedan, the girl still in tow.It always bothered me how in movies or books, the character being captured by another would always say something useless like 'Let go of me!'. As if the captor would suddenly have a change of heart and turn good. Which never happens.


And when Lisa's outfit survives a terrible plight, we know the day was successful. :P


“Anything pertaining to the incident – records of their plot to replace you, anything on the alleged hit on Dennis Franklin, but most importantly, people in the League who accepted bribes from Bartles and OTP to let their crimes go unchecked. I also suspect bribes were involved in broadcasting those brainwashing waves, since most of the media in Kanto and Johto is controlled by the League. Only a couple of news stations aren’t.”I'm surprised at how different our two interpretations of the Pokemon League are. That's what I've enjoyed the most about this story -- your League is like a government in and of itself. If has a Senate Council, a Special Agent division, and it even controls radio networks. :P I guess it's inevitable that an entity so large as that would eventually fall into the hands of some powerful CEO wanting to exploit it. (And since the League has so much influence, it makes sense that Tobias was able to do so much with it. This just goes to show how a big corporation can turn ugly in the wrong hands...)

I like how you devoted lots of time to detailing with the aftermath of all these events. I guess Leaf's decision to not return as Champion was a logical one... I wouldn't want my name associated with a brainwashing conspiracy either. It's kind of sad at the same time, though, because Leaf had so much passion for battling in the past, but it all got ruined because the League was turned into a gambling, drug-dealing disaster. :P

The chapter ended on a nice, relaxing note, which is a definite breather from all the intense action-investigations of the previous ones. It seemed funny to me how Lisa forgot all about her pokemon and only remembered them now. I think they would've come in handy. (Speaking of which, it would have been hilarious to no end if you did a parody of the games -- first have them battle with pokemon, and then when Tobias and co. realizes that pokemon are no good, they switch to a fistfight instead. :P But this is just me rambling... of course it would make sense for everyone to cut to the chase and skip the pokemon battles.) Come to think of it, it's sad how Red's last 'battle' as Champion didn't even have anything to do with pokemon.



My sources confirm that there shall be an epilogue, so I'll save my big congrats and balloons for next time. :P See you then!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
September 30th, 2012, 01:05 PM
Thanks for stopping by and reading!

I really like this moment. I can almost picture the looks on both of their faces as they're circling each other, staring into each other's eyes. Red's 'time to die' quote struck me as creepy for some reason... and it doesn't help that I have to imagine him saying those words in a mechanical monotone at the same time.
Yep, there's certainly a lot of anger and hatred between the two of them. After all, Leaf's been waiting over four years to get this shot at him... no Pokemon, just a full on brawl.

I like how the mechanical voice only adds upon his sadistic, disturbing nature. And how it fits in perfectly to why he doesn't talk in the games.

By the way, I like how you choreographed the fight scene by focusing on each of the pairs in turn. Though the team was able to defeat Tobias and Friends rather easily, I guess it's to be expected, since Lisa and co. have calculated their moves, while the villains are just using blind rage.
Hours of police training and even more hours studying the fights in Walker Texas Ranger certainly help xD

“Dammit, this is impossible!”

“How are we being beaten by a bunch of GIRLS?”
I love this quote.
So do I, actually :P

And when Lisa's outfit survives a terrible plight, we know the day was successful. :P
Yes, definitely LOL Remember, if anyone tells you that a girl can't fight off armed thugs while wearing a frilly flowery dress and stockings, Lisa proves them wrong right here. She can subdue criminals, complete dangerous missions, and look fabulous while doing so :)

I'm surprised at how different our two interpretations of the Pokemon League are. That's what I've enjoyed the most about this story -- your League is like a government in and of itself. If has a Senate Council, a Special Agent division, and it even controls radio networks. :P
Plus there's a regional and an international level... the Special Agents work international, so technically they enforce other regional Leagues like the Kanto/Johto one. And he definitely saw that opportunity to use the League's overwhelming power for his own greedy purposes. All it took was a bit of money.

Of course, the one thing that is similar about our two Leagues is that some of their uses of money are questionable xD

I guess Leaf's decision to not return as Champion was a logical one... I wouldn't want my name associated with a brainwashing conspiracy either. It's kind of sad at the same time, though, because Leaf had so much passion for battling in the past, but it all got ruined because the League was turned into a gambling, drug-dealing disaster.
That's my explanation for why she hasn't shown up in any of the games since... she wanted to distance herself from all that corruption. And it is kinda too bad that she won't be using her training skills anymore, but she might find a way to put those butt-kicking martial arts skills to good use... stay tuned for the last installment... :P

(Speaking of which, it would have been hilarious to no end if you did a parody of the games -- first have them battle with pokemon, and then when Tobias and co. realizes that pokemon are no good, they switch to a fistfight instead. :P
Well, the father and his hired thugs aren't trainers, so that would have been tough considering all four of the agents are trainers and it would've been four on one :P Of course, it would've been tough against one of them anyway since he's not that good of a trainer xD

Come to think of it, it's sad how Red's last 'battle' as Champion didn't even have anything to do with pokemon.
Yeah, but he did pull a knife in this fight. And he did fare better than his overweight, whiskey-addicted little rat would have against Leaf's Pokemon :P

Well, I'm glad you enjoyed the action-packed climax to the investigation... but indeed you are correct, there will be one more installment, where we get to see what the future holds for Leaf and Lisa!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
October 25th, 2012, 01:03 PM
Notes: After numerous delays due to RL issues and waiting for various things, I finally present the epilogue to this story to finish it off!

Thanks to Haruka of Hoenn for proofreading/beta reading.

I'm going to rate this a G/PG because the violence/action scenes are over with, and the guys who used offensive language are in prison now :P

Enjoy!

Epilogue

Quality Inn & Suites, Mount Pleasant, South Carolina, October 28, 7:49 AM

In the breakfast area of this three story hotel just across the river from Charleston, Leaf and Lisa were sitting, with a plate of hot sausage and a bagel in front of Lisa. She was not in her regular outfit; rather she was wearing a red skirt similar to Leaf’s, along with black leggings and a purple T-shirt with an orange tiger paw on it. Both of the girls’ clothes were drenched in sweat.

Lisa took a sip from her cup of cranberry juice. “Whew, I’m whipped! But still, there’s nothing quite like an early morning jog on the Ravenel Bridge! The view of the harbor and historic downtown is incredible!”

“It might be my daily routine now, but I’m still awed by the view every time I go for my morning run!”

“Yeah, remember when I first took you over the bridge back in July when we were looking for a place for you to buy? Your jaw hit the ground upon seeing the view!”

Leaf smiled. “There’s certainly nothing like it in Kanto, that’s for sure! I’m glad to leave that place behind! Lisa, why don’t you get a place down here?”

The girl shrugged. “I’ve thought about it, but you know, I like where I live up in Fort Mill. I like being near the big city of Charlotte, and there it’s just a fifteen minute drive over the state line and you’re right in the heart of Uptown.”

“You always did like to be in the heart of the action. As for me, anything’s better than the boredom that is Pallet Town. I’m definitely enjoying meeting people and going places around here. But you know, there’s one thing that confuses me.”

“What is it?”

Leaf sighed. “Why are you staying here, Lisa? I know we stayed here while house hunting, but now my place is just down the road, and I would’ve gladly let you stay for free… I certainly have enough bedrooms.”

Lisa laughed. “You know me. I’ve never been the type to pass up a hotel stay…”

“Except when a corrupt CEO has his armed thugs patrolling every hotel in town, ready to shoot you on sight, right?”

Lisa laughed. “Oh, yeah! Well, that was a rare exception. Armed gunmen are enough to convince even me not to stay at a hotel, I admit it! But anyway, this place is a Gold Award winner and I’m working toward Elite status with their frequent guest program, so….”

“Okay. Well, are you ready to head over to my place? Unlike you, I can’t get their free breakfast since I’m not a guest, and I’m starving!”

Lisa bowed her head. “Sorry, but could I bring a change of clothes? These are my exercise clothes and I’d really like to change out of them!”

“All right. But only because we’re BFFs. But you’re changing at my place, okay? I’ll wait for you here.”

“Okay, thanks!” Lisa got up and headed to the elevator. After a few minutes, she returned to the table, a plastic bag in hand. “Alright, I’m ready! Can’t wait to see this car of yours!”

Leaf shrugged. “Oh, Lisa. I knew you liked cars, but this past mission showed me you’re downright fascinated with them!”

Her companion rubbed her head. “Well, what can I say? I think I got it from my parents!”

The pair laughed as they headed out to the hotel’s parking lot. Leaf led them to her car… a large blue Mercury Grand Marquis.

Leaf smiled. “Well, here’s my car. I named her ‘Ami.’ Like her?”

Lisa tilted her head in confusion. “Ami?”

“Yeah, you know. Because it’s blue, she’s blue. It’s a Mercury, she’s Sailor Mercury…”

Lisa let out a nervous laugh. “Oh, man, I can’t believe I didn’t get that! With all the anime I watch…”

Leaf put her left arm around her friend. “You must just be tired from your bridge run. I’ll let it slide this time!”

“Alright, I owe you. But anyway, she looks like a pretty nice ride! What year is she?”

“A 2010. Shame they don’t make them anymore. I know it’s not a classic or anything like your cars, but hey, it’s still big and comfortable. And in the end, isn’t that what matters?”

Lisa laughed. “You said it! Hey, my taste in cars might be rubbing off on you… just a bit, at least! Now we just gotta get you hooked on algebra…”

Leaf held up her hand. “No way! I draw the line at math!”

Lisa grinned. “Suit yourself, but you don’t know what you’re missing!”

Leaf’s House, Mount Pleasant, South Carolina, 9:15 AM

The outside of the palatial white mansion was designed in classic Southern plantation style, with a huge porch extending all the way around the large building. Huge glass windows and towering columns further added to the vintage charm and grace of the house. In front was an expansive green lawn, manicured to perfection. A black wrought-iron gate encircled the entire property.

Inside the grand plantation home, Leaf’s lavish living room was decorated with a crystal chandelier overhead as well as a brick fireplace and a piano. In a twist of irony, two Persians were laying on a Persian rug on the floor, sharing a large steak. The girls – now with Lisa in her familiar blue dress and green blouse – were seated on a sofa.

Leaf leaned forward. “Hey, Lisa, you never gave me an update on Red’s escape from prison.”

“Oh, didn’t I? I’m sorry! Well, you’ll be happy to know that he’s back in custody. You know how he escaped from a federal penitentiary in the Unova region, right? Well, apparently he decided to compete in some Pokémon battling tournament there. Though he wasn’t in the spotlight long – he was defeated in the first round pretty quickly – it was plenty of time for numerous witnesses to call in and report him. Officers from the area were quick to respond, but Red didn’t go down without a fight – one officer got a broken nose and another suffered a concussion before the other officers could subdue him. I think Lorelei said they had to give him the taser three times before he finally succumbed.”

Leaf’s jaw dropped “Wow, I cannot believe that! I mean, he should have known that one – he sucks at Pokémon battling, and two – showing up in a public place like that is just begging for someone to spot and report him.”

“Weird thing is, he didn’t even try to disguise himself. He was wearing almost the same clothes he did when we fought him, which was a stupid move on his part. Of course, it’s him… what did you expect? Well, anyway, he’s back in custody now, with an extra fifteen years added to his sentence. He won’t be eligible for parole until he’s… eighty-three years old now, I think.”

“It’s funny though, he became a two time loser in the span of only a couple minutes there… I’d almost feel sorry for the guy if he wasn’t a complete scumbag. That must’ve been a really bad day for him. Then again, he’s been a loser his whole life; he should be used to it by now.” The two girls laughed. “Well, I hope they have him in a more secure prison now.”

Lisa smiled. “Don’t worry. He’s been transferred to our Citadark SuperMax Federal Penitentiary – which is pretty much our version of Alcatraz. Nobody has escaped from there since we converted the island into a prison.”

“Always good to hear. I hope Red likes it there in solitary confinement – he’s got many years of it to look forward to!”

“So, Leaf, any plans on what you want to do from here on out? Just enjoy a really early retirement? Cause with the settlement you got, along with your money from your time as Champion, you certainly could. Heck, I could retire now and live comfortably for life, but I’d probably get bored.”

“Well… I was going to just retire here, but then my plans changed. Anyway, what if I told you that when I’m a few years older, I’d like to work for SLED?”

“I’d then ask you whether you’d be a field agent or work in their forensic lab.”

Leaf laughed. “I should’ve figured you’d know, since you’re from South Carolina and you’re into law enforcement! But yeah, I think that mission we were on in Kanto really ignited some sort of passion for law enforcement within me. I mean, when I battled Team Rocket, I just felt like I was going through the motions… but the whole deal with Red gave me a real appreciation for what you do… and it’s certainly not boring! But I really don’t want to work with the Pokémon League… I’m trying to separate myself from Kanto after they screwed me over. So I figured, I’m going to be in South Carolina, I have this burning desire to get into law enforcement, so why not work for the South Carolina Law Enforcement Division.”

“Hey, sounds like a great plan to me! But you might consider working as a State Trooper instead. The Highway Patrol has a substation in Charleston; SLED’s main headquarters is in Columbia so you’d probably have to move there if you took a job with them.”

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind. But you know, it’s funny. When I told my mom back in Pallet I was going to apply at SLED, she thought I was going to join a bobsled team!”

Both girls laughed. “Oh, man, that’s too funny! But really, that sounds like a great career choice! I’m looking forward to hearing all about your adventures here in the Palmetto State!”

Leaf said, “But you know, a part of me also wants to be a college girl – you know, live on campus, hang out with friends, maybe even earn a degree…” Both girls laughed. She continued, “During my training post-losing the championship, I also took enough classes online to get Kanto’s equivalent of a high school diploma, so I think I could apply at any time.”

Lisa said, “Hmmm… I don’t see why not, though you might want to wait till you’re eighteen to attend. I was like eleven when I attended, and while I had a good time, it was still a bit tough since everyone was quite a bit older.”

“Yeah, that actually makes a lot of sense.”

“And of course, you know what school I want you to attend,” Lisa said as she took a plastic laundry bag and pulled out her T-shirt from earlier, showing her friend the distinctive logo on it. “Same place I attended a decade ago.”

Leaf smiled. “Well, Clemson is clear on the other side of the state, but if you enjoyed your time there, who am I to argue?”

“You’re right about that!” said Lisa. The girls shared another laugh. “Okay then, what else can we discuss?”

They looked down at their Persians, now snoozing contently. Leaf said, “You know, maybe it’s my imagination but I actually think Persian has a distinct taste for luxury and the finer things in life.”

“I’ve been thinking the same thing. During my journey, mine was perfectly content with eating canned Pokémon food you get at the Pokémon Marts. But now… I think her favorite dish is filet mignon. With a side of fresh Maine lobster. Honestly, she eats better than I do much of the time!”

“Oh, wow, mine’s not up to that level yet, but she definitely won’t eat anything besides fresh, hot meat.”

“Oh well, I guess that’s the trade-off for training the most elegant Pokémon of all. They certainly do have refined – and very expensive – tastes!”

“You know,” said Leaf, “we’re so much like twin sisters now that it’s kinda scary… we both have Persians, we’re both into law enforcement, we’re both here in South Carolina…”

“But I’ve still failed to get you interested in math.”

“Yeah, and as I said at the hotel, it ain’t gonna happen! I know enough to keep track of my finances; I’ll let you handle the high level math for the both of us. But back to the point, it is kinda weird how similar we are… though I blame the whole South Carolina thing, as well as the car thing, on you. Normally, I wouldn’t have given either a second thought, but you can be a very convincing person.”

“Hey, I try my best, what can I say?” Lisa’s cell phone started ringing. “Hey, let me check this, okay?” Lisa opened her phone and read a text message. Lisa quickly typed up a message before closing the phone. “Sorry, that was my friend Sadie. She just sent me a quick update on what she’s been doing. ”

“No, that’s fine. Gotta keep in touch with your friends, right?”

“Always. I’d like to have her visit South Carolina sometime – she’s never been here and I think she’d like seeing the sights and of course meet you! I think you two would get along great!”

“Well, I’ll certainly be looking forward to meeting her, then! Just let me know!”

Lisa stood up. “Anyway, since I’m on vacation now, I’d like to head out later. There’s a shopping mall in North Charleston with my name on it. No, it literally has my name on it.”

Leaf rubbed her chin. “Oh yeah, I have heard advertisements for Northwoods Mall a few times since moving here. Is your family involved with it?”

Lisa laughed. “No, my parents don’t own or manage it or anything. Just a little naming coincidence, I guess!”

“Well, Lisa, if we’re gonna head there, we better do it soon. Traffic can get pretty nasty during the day, both on the 526 and up on I-26 by Ashley Phosphate Road near the mall.”

“Let’s go now, then!” Lisa pumped her fist in the air. “It’s decided!”

Leaf laughed. “Sounds like a great plan to me! We’ll take my car.”

A huge grin formed on Lisa’s face. “Well, girl, let’s get to it!”

END CASE FILE REPORT.

Heracles4
October 27th, 2012, 10:10 PM
This is a brilliant piece of writing. It has a ton of very good literary elements, and just good stuffz ;_;

My only irk is that the 4 person team is a 4 person girl team. Not being sexist, but it just seems unrealistic. ;)

Haruka of Hoenn
October 28th, 2012, 06:33 AM
Happy birthday! I present to you my gift in the form of this review...


I enjoyed this epilogue. It was a nice chance for Leaf and Lisa to relax after all they've been through. I love moments like these.

“You always did like to be in the heart of the action. As for me, anything’s better than the boredom that is Pallet Town. I’m definitely enjoying meeting people and going places around here. But you know, there’s one thing that confuses me.”Ah, yes, Pallet Town... Two houses and a pokemon lab don't amount for much excitement I know. xP Funny how all the main characters from the games come from tiny villages and suddenly rise to become the most powerful trainers in the world. Maybe they all just got bored with the village life and decided to roam the wider world.


And speaking of roaming, it looks like Red's tried to escape from prison. But I'm not surprised.. leave it to him to pull a stunt like entering a tournament in Unova. I'm sure his Pikachu helped give him away, because something tells me you wouldn't normally see too many of those in a tournament like that. And it's actually quite funny when I picture the police dragging him back by the arms while he's kicking and screaming with his mechanical voice: "LET ME GO YOU FOOLS. LET ME GO."

It's good to see Leaf and Lisa make plans for the future. It only makes sense that in the Pokemon world, there's more to do than be busy with pokemon... like go to school and get jobs and whatnot.

Leaf laughed. “I should’ve figured you’d know, since you’re from South Carolina and you’re into law enforcement! But yeah, I think that mission we were on in Kanto really ignited some sort of passion for law enforcement within me. I mean, when I battled Team Rocket, I just felt like I was going through the motions… but the whole deal with Red gave me a real appreciation for what you do… and it’s certainly not boring! But I really don’t want to work with the Pokémon League… I’m trying to separate myself from Kanto after they screwed me over. So I figured, I’m going to be in South Carolina, I have this burning desire to get into law enforcement, so why not work for the South Carolina Law Enforcement Division.”So Leaf wants to be a crime-fighter too? I guess that would be a good thing, since she appears to have found her second calling during this whole investigation. And I can understand her not wanting to work with the League anymore, after all that it put her through. I'd want to distance myself from that sort of business too, even if the bad guys have already been "taken care of". Who knows, in a few years, another Tobias might pop up... and considering that there are many more silent protagonist-Champions in the Pokemon canon, I'm beginning to suspect whether or not they all might have Tobias-like fathers too. xP


They looked down at their Persians, now snoozing contently. Leaf said, “You know, maybe it’s my imagination but I actually think Persian has a distinct taste for luxury and the finer things in life.”

“I’ve been thinking the same thing. During my journey, mine was perfectly content with eating canned Pokémon food you get at the Pokémon Marts. But now… I think her favorite dish is filet mignon. With a side of fresh Maine lobster. Honestly, she eats better than I do much of the time!”

That must be another factor that eventually drew Lisa away from pokemon training... her pokemon themselves seem to have a better taste for the luxury lifestyle. Hehe.



“Hey, I try my best, what can I say?” Lisa’s cell phone started ringing. “Hey, let me check this, okay?” Lisa opened her phone and read a text message. Lisa quickly typed up a message before closing the phone. “Sorry, that was my friend Sadie. She just sent me a quick update on what she’s been doing. ”
Sadie?!

I confess, I don't know what she's been doing myself. ^^; For now let's just assume she's wandering around somewhere...



All in all, great epilogue! (Your fics always end so soon. xP) It certainly was a pleasure to read, and I enjoyed your interpretation of the Red/Leaf situation, as well as how you expanded from your original one-shot. And of course, with Lisa's return, naturally we were in for a lot of action and cars and math. It's nice to know Leaf's finally moving on, and hopefully her new plans for the future will lead her to a satisfying lifestyle. It was also great to see that the League was finally rid of the Tobias disease. Now maybe they'll focus on cleaning themselves up and giving themselves a more honest image. (Though my earlier comment about the 'other' silent protagonists still stands... hmm...)


But I won't rant about my speculations here. :P All that's left to say is congratulations!

Elite Overlord LeSabre™
October 28th, 2012, 04:36 PM
This is a brilliant piece of writing. It has a ton of very good literary elements, and just good stuffz ;_;

My only irk is that the 4 person team is a 4 person girl team. Not being sexist, but it just seems unrealistic. ;)

Thanks, glad you liked it! As for the all girls team, it's just how I do things, mostly based on the all girl teams in anime, like the Sailor Scouts and Pretty Cure.

Haruka:

Thanks for the birthday wishes! Any birthday where you wake up in a Quality Inn instead of home is a good one :)

I enjoyed this epilogue. It was a nice chance for Leaf and Lisa to relax after all they've been through. I love moments like these.
So do I... once all the action dies down I like to show the characters in a more relaxed, natural setting and environment, where their "non-mission mode" characteristics and personality get a chance to shine.

Ah, yes, Pallet Town... Two houses and a pokemon lab don't amount for much excitement I know. xP Funny how all the main characters from the games come from tiny villages and suddenly rise to become the most powerful trainers in the world.
Yeah, I never understood that either... and I never liked how my character in the games was supposedly from some backwoods hick town...

And speaking of roaming, it looks like Red's tried to escape from prison. But I'm not surprised.. leave it to him to pull a stunt like entering a tournament in Unova. I'm sure his Pikachu helped give him away, because something tells me you wouldn't normally see too many of those in a tournament like that.
Sad to say it actually happens in the newest games - the whole escape thing wasn't part of my original plan, but when I found out he reared his ugly head in the latest games, well, I had to add in something to explain why he showed up...

It's good to see Leaf and Lisa make plans for the future. It only makes sense that in the Pokemon world, there's more to do than be busy with pokemon... like go to school and get jobs and whatnot.
That's one thing that always seems forced in the games...Everyone wants to train Pokemon... every kid wants to take off on the badge collecting journey thing...and that just seems wrong. I made sure to address that in the very first chapter of my very first story - when Lisa's parents had to force her to begin training.

So Leaf wants to be a crime-fighter too? I guess that would be a good thing, since she appears to have found her second calling during this whole investigation. And I can understand her not wanting to work with the League anymore, after all that it put her through.
Leaf's predicament somewhat mirrors my own waning interest in Pokemon (minus the whole conspiracy and attempts to take her life, of course). Sometimes it's time to pack up and move on. But when you travel through the great state of South Carolina, mind your speed on the highways or there might be a familiar face pulling you over :P

and considering that there are many more silent protagonist-Champions in the Pokemon canon, I'm beginning to suspect whether or not they all might have Tobias-like fathers too. xP
I guess they don't the games rated "Mature" because it turns out your character's dad is a homicidal psychopath :P So they convinently sweep the crazy dad under the rug.

That must be another factor that eventually drew Lisa away from pokemon training... her pokemon themselves seem to have a better taste for the luxury lifestyle. Hehe.
Let's see... battling to the death, or enjoying gourmet food every day, sleeping on plush beds and being pampered. I know I'd go with the latter option. And Lisa's Pokemon agree :)

Sadie?!

I confess, I don't know what she's been doing myself. ^^; For now let's just assume she's wandering around somewhere...
Hey, she's still around lololol. Of course, she got a taste of the awesome that is intense, high risk criminal investigations last time, so who knows...

All in all, great epilogue! (Your fics always end so soon. xP) It certainly was a pleasure to read, and I enjoyed your interpretation of the Red/Leaf situation, as well as how you expanded from your original one-shot.
I've gotten to like writing short story format better than the longer journey type stories - especially with less time on my hands. And I've seen too many times on here and elsewhere where the whole situation was solved by sweeping Leaf under the rug, and I wanted to come up with an explanation that requires a little more thought than just selective amnesia (i.e., let's just forget she even existed lolololol).

Leaf's finally moving on, and hopefully her new plans for the future will lead her to a satisfying lifestyle.
That's another thing I like about my interpretation - she gets a happy ending, even if it doesn't involve Pokemon anymore. And, she's already got a lot of money and some impressive martial arts skills xD

And of course, with Lisa's return, naturally we were in for a lot of action and cars and math.
I always like to say that Lisa adds some interesting elements into the existing Pokemon fandom. The whole "Pokemon are used for everything" goes out the window when Lisa makes her grand entrance :P

But I won't rant about my speculations here. :P All that's left to say is congratulations!
Thanks for reading through to the end, and I'm glad you enjoyed it!