The plane flew past the town, a blowing wind flowing through the village, and a ladder was thrown out landing gently on the snow a boy climbed out, and a voice came from the inside.
"If you find your Dad, tell him this settles my debt" As the boy gently touched down on the snow and gave the plance a thumbs up sign, the plane flew off.
"Here, finally." Mark said trodging through the snow towards the nearby lab.
"Ah Mark, I've got the pokemon, your father was quite the trainer."
"Oh, yeah but profesor, he didn't train the pokemon, he just taught mmy Treeko to be more agile ready for when we returned so I could get it, it's just very agile, imagine when it evolves."
"Well, you're a late starter, but this treeko already knows you. Good luck. Many people have been wondering hwen you and your Dad would return, he's quite the famous one, is it true that he was once part of the elite four?"
"'Fraid not, just a rumour."
"Oh, well with that Gardevoir....anyway, Treeky! Treeky!" After this odd call a Treeko plodged out of the room, it's eyes widened when he saw Mark, and ran to jump into his arms.
"Good to see yo uagain Thiefy."
"Listen, Mark, tell your father thanks for ast year, I hope you find him, and, are you sure you don't want a pokeball, no?
Well, Good luck!" Said the professor, turning and walking up the stairs.
"And you..." Muttered Mark, putting Treeko down as they ran out the door.
Just as they trottered back into the harsh weather, Mark saw a flashand stopped with Thiefy jumping into his arms. A Cyndaquil was going up against a...Mark didn't know what it was, maybe it was a Sinnoh pokemon, after all by strange coincidences Mark had never seen any sinnoh pokemon, and he lost his pokedex on his way back in the plane. (this is to save trouble as I haven't got Pearl/Diamond YET)
He hadn't seen a good ol' pokemon battle in a while, thus he stayed to watch, wrapping his clothes around him and Thiefy as it got colder.
