It took only minutes for Shade and his partner to leave the town of Pallet, heading north into Route 1. The Shadow Guild member walked quickly, but needed to make sure his movements caused no suspicion. Their presence was barely noted, with only a few townsfolk giving a friendly greeting while passing by on their day to day tasks. Shade may have been an aggressive and angry young man, but it was a skill most Guild members possessed to feign sincerity, and the assassin gave a friendly smile to each person who walked by. One women did take a second look after he walked by simply to take a second gaze at the unusually dark clothing he wore, noticing that they did not match the cheerful and vibrant colors of most townsfolk, but she dismissed the Guild member as someone in mourning.
The trip through Route 1 was quite peaceful and uneventful. The wild Powermon who inhabited the wilderness were timid, mainly consisting of Rattatas and Pidgeys. Those who took interest in the two did so from a distance, peering from under shrubs and in the safety of the trees. Had the road consisted of any threat other than maybe a young Rattata trying to steal food from his pouch, Shade would've been more alert, but the this was not the case here with Houndour acting as a deterrent from all attempts. After walking through half the Route towards Viridian, the road forked, with a northern road leading towards Viridian, and another being a sharp right to a small forest which ultimately leads to Turquoise Town.
Without wasting much time, the two Dark users took the path to the forest, as one might expect. "So," the Powermon said to his master through their aura link, "How strong do you think this Kadabra will be Clovis?" The master shot his partner a glare "My name is now Shade. The name Clovis has no meaning to me anymore." The two continued to walk as they carried out their conversation through the small forest filled with weak Bug-typed Powermon. "It is your real name. Shade is just a codename given to you to hide it." The human was growing more irritated with the Powermon's words, and lashed back at him. "Clovis was the name given to me by the people who sold me into slavery, and Shade is the name of those who took me in from the streets."
"So you're a shadow of your former self? I met you as Clovis, and Clovis you will remain in my eyes." At this point, Shade had had enough, and refused to answer the Houndour's musings, keeping in silence. Minutes passed, and soon the smell of a fire quickly encroached upon them. The closer they approached, the more the delicious aroma of cooking meat filled the air. The Dark users snuck up to a small campsite, with an average sized man in a blue wife-beater and jean shorts near a spit, cooking what appeared to be a plucked Pigeotto. Deciding that the man may have some information on the town, and that he will share some of his bird, or else, the shade approached him, going against the principles of stealth by intentionally making loud noises through a brush to indicate his presence. Under orders, Houndour stayed behind to watch, and to make a surprise attack if needed.
Turning around abruptly with a knife in hand, the man was prepared for an attack, but holstered the blade when he saw a young man and his hound. "Can I help you?" The man said questionably, unsure of what to make of the visit. "I need information on a town called Turquoise. There's word of trouble, and since this road leads there, I thought you could spare some knowledge," was the response the Shadow Guild member gave. Upon hearing Shade's words, the man's eyes seemed to light up as though there was some relief. "You're…you're from the Guilds?! This is great news! You see, I was the one who posted the job, and I'm glad you found me."Shade's ears perked up upon hearing that he just so happened to have met the requester. The man offered him a seat, and offered him some of his bird, which was finished roasting.
While eating, the man explained the details of the job "As you know from the job listing, a little one from town, named Gerry, has recently awakened her psychic aura abilities. Like most children her age who learn of their gifts, she thought she was somehow doing bad, and out of fear of punishment, hid it from her parents and the rest of the townsfolk. Unfortunately, while, I'm assuming, playing in the forest, she came into contact with a Kadabra. She took him into town for reasons unknown, possibly she aura linked with it, and slowly but surely their aggression grew. At first it was attacking school bullies, or the occasional mischief. But soon they became violent. The police tried to separate them, but the Growlithe could do little to stop an aura user and her Kadabra. It wasn't long until they took control of the town, using the Kadabras powers to keep tabs on the town's people and their Powermon. Almost daily they cause chaos if someone upsets them. Please, the town's desperate and we need someone to take charge of the situation!"
"Sounds like a spoiled brat to me, but I'm more than capable. Consider the job done." Shade said while taking a bite out of the Pidgeotto's wing. After the brief meal, he took a leg with him, and parted ways with the camper in the direction of the town. Houndour, now receiving the command to follow, left the brush in plain sight, taking the leg from his master while walking with him. The man looked on, and wondered if the Guildmember was a Fire user, as he was sure there were no Dark users in the guilds. He watched on in silence as the two faded from sight.
