Pokémon IV

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As the dance show is over and more people are going back to the machines, Summers manages to sneak off stage and onto the floor. Passing by waitresses serving drinks and the rest of the crowd. He goes over to the counter, not seeing Chris or anyone else as he walks by, too focused on the wall the man disappeared in. Summers could have sworn he saw someone enter the wall, that there was a stair case, but where.

As he inspects the wall, he would stop every once in a while and pretend to be just standing around as people passed by. He then turn back and run his fingers across the wallpaper, but nothing. It was fine. He sighs as he then walks over disappointed. Just then he sees a calender but it was on the wrong month.

"Hmm?" He tilts his head in confusion. He flips the month over when then the wall quietly slips open, "Aha.." He smiles as he looks around, no one noticing much due to the noise and the games. He looks back and walks in, the wall closing behind him and the calendar set back to the wrong month.

Inside was astonishing, it was some sort of factory. As Summers walks in more he could hear some sort of machinery when suddenly two men dressed in black walk by, a red letter "R" on their shirts. Summers clings on to the wall and hides as they walk back. He looks down to Pidgeot,

"Shh.." He whispers as he then walks quickly across to the next room once the grunts pass and sees a large tube connected to a larger machine that seems to pass into another room. As he investigates further he sees a conveyor belt with... pokémon being sent on it. They look asleep. Just then he sees some familiar pokémon and then it hits him,

"These are the stolen Pokémon from Saffron.." Summers says to Pidgeot.

"That is correct, they are from Saffron."

Summers turns and sees a man in a tight black over coat, everything covered in black all for his face, which is covered in large black sunglasses. "So you are the Ranger that is causing problems, though the reports confirm you had trainer accomplices. No matter, you'll be toast." he smiles as grunts run up behind him.

"Take him out boys and steal the Pidgeot after." He laughs as he points out to him, Rocket grunts throwing down Pokéballs, an Arbok, a Raticate and a Muk.

"Oh crud.." Summers mutters as he sees the Pokémon, "Don't worry Pidgeot we can do this." he says as he starts up his styler...
 
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A familiar voice addressed her; Tierran found herself blinking back tears upon glancing up at the speaker, whose hand made its way to the girl's shoulder. With an undignified sniffle, she opened her mouth in response.

"Muucha ran off... I-it's dangerous here. Wait, how did you know that--" She murmured, and then tilted her head to one side as he instructed her to call Kara. Recovering part of her sassy nature, the young woman's finely plucked eyebrows raised questioningly. "But she might not even be at the restaurant anymore! And... I left my cell on the table..." The latter statement was quieter, a sheepish look dominating Tierran's features. "Ugh. My bag too... I don't even know the way back from here..." Her last words must have been inaudible enough for Isaac to dismiss as whimpers of sadness or whatever, for he left her in order to rally a group of trainers or something.

Another male ran up to where the swiftly disbanding group of trainers stood, suddenly demanding to know what was going on. He looked considerably peculiar, almost as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep- this confused the girl even more, for it was the middle of the afternoon! Though some people did take siestas and she was going off on a tangent...

"Um... Well, the Pokemon have been stolen!" She spluttered, and promptly endeavoured to compose herself, wiping her eyes behind her glasses and then staring at the newcomer. Though her interest was ensnared by a large board in the distance, depicting a familiar-looking girl holding up a can of soda with a huge grin slapped across her face.

So that's up already, huh? I don't look too bad, I must admit...
 
Summers shoots the disc from the styler as Pidgeot follows it closing creating gusts of wind as he flaps his wings. The styler becomes lost within the gusts to the enemy's eyes and twirls about the Raticate quickly who was in mid-jump. After a flash the Raticate turns on it's fellow Arbok and thrusts forward to give it a Hyper-Bite, weakening it. Arbok too falls for the disc as it was distracted from the Raticate and leaves the battle.

"No fair! That guy is cheating!" Says one grunt who sees the power of the disc. The Muk starts to sling sludge over at Pidgeot, some gets on his wings and makes him land as slime oozes off his feathers.

"Pidgeot!" Summers shouts, "Piidooo..." Pidgeot grows lowly as he pecks on his own wing to get the hardening sludge off.

Muk can't really run from the disc so instead starts to leave a trail of ooze behind it so the disc can't get too close. "Darn it, I can't make a circle around it." Summers mutters in frustration as he dodges a shot of acid, the rocket telling Muk to aim for the Ranger now.

Pidgeot manages to peck the last bit of sludge off his wing and in a fit of anger flies over Muk and starts to peck madly at its face, this allows Summers to make circles around the poison blob, thus ending the battle.

"The boss won't be too happy about this." The grunts told each other as they ran, though the man all in black is gone.

Summers walks into the faculty more and sees where the machine brought the Pokémon. They were in tubes like in Saffron but they weren't asleep. They were very much awake as they looked like they were screaming in the tubes as mechanical arms looked like were hurting them within, wires connected to their eyes as what seemed to be collecting their... tears.

"What is all of this... what is Team Rocket planning?" Summers asks as Pidgeot hops over, looking at the Pokémon's tears being collected. As he walks more he sees tubes with what looked to be the stolen Pokémon.

"Those are the Saffron Pokémon." Summers tells Pidgeot as he sees the stolen smoochum as well as a Nintails and others.

"There has to be a main switch somewhere here to turn this all off. If I were to smash the tubes now I could hurt the Pokémon further." He thinks to himself as he looks around. He finds a control panel with a bunch of computers over at the side as he starts to flip and turn knobs, pressing buttons, finding anything that may turn off the machines.

As he flips a switch a video turns on depicting a woman in a coma. "Hmm..." Summers squints his eyes as he looks further at the video something about it familiar.
 
Jeremy was thunderstruck. "Stolen?!?" he cried, looking around. There was barely a Pokemon in sight, and everyone was either in a panic or in tears. He clutched Izzy tightly, as if afraid of losing him, too. He looked around and listened. Some people were whispering about Celadon City and Team Rocket.

"Okay, so Team Rocket stole the Pokemon and they're hiding out in Celadon..." he said to himself. "Great. First I get pushed off a building, and now this?!?" Well, at least he knew where he was going next. But before he could rush off, he noticed that the girl was crying. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Did your Pokemon get stolen too?"
 
Summers looked at the screen longer, "Hmm, if this is who I think it is.. then that means Team Rocket does have something to do with the disappearance with the previous Pokémon Master." He thinks to himself as he then turns on his styler,

"Summers?" Tracey asks as the screen turns on, "Hello Tracey, I just discovered something here in Celadon. I'm underneath the Game Corner and found where some of the recent stolen Pokémon are being kept."

"That's great news." she replies, "Yes, but that's not all.." Summers says as he thinks a bit, "I think I have some evidence that Team Rocket is responsible for Ren's disappearance. I found a picture here of Eva, his wife."

"Eva? I thought she passed away after being diagnosed with a fatal illness." Tracey says puzzled.

"That's what I thought too. But I found a video showing her asleep right here on the Rocket's computers. Looks like she is being held somewhere in some sort of machine." Summers explains.

"Well then, try to get a copy of the video an----shhhh" Just then Tracy's screen went static and lost connection.

"What? Hello? Tracey?! Summers calling in Tracey.." Summers starts to press the send button again on his styler until the screen reappears with the man from before wearing all black.

"Ah, so you are still alive." He smirks, "What the the? Just how did you get on my frequency?" Summers asks shocked.

"You shouldn't underestimate my team. We have been observing you over at the Game Corner and I am impressed at how easily your styler disposed of my grunts." he then smiles, "But it doesn't really matter.. soon you will be disposed of just well along with all those weak Pokémon we stole."

Just then the screens on the computers changed to a countdown with a timer going down. The doors behind him close shut as Summers tries to run for it.

"You can perish along with those weak Pokémon and the rest of those greedy idiots over at the Game Corner. The Boss has a lot more bigger plans now. Enjoy your last seconds of life. Bye." The styler turns off.

Summers looks around, "Damn, there's no way out." he mutters in panic. Just then Pidgeot flies overhead to one of the tubes holding the Pokémon,

"Pidooo!!! Geeoo!!!" He screeches out. Summers looks up and sees that the tubes seem to lead somewhere from above.

"Pidgeot! Use an Aerial Ace to cut through the glass. We have no choice. We need to get out of here quickly!" Summers shouts.

Pidgeot swiftly flies to the machines and breaks the glass as the Pokémon become free. However there seems to be a strong suction coming from above as they all get sucked up.

Just then the secret passage opens up with Summers and the pokémon flying out. He stumbles to get up as he rallies the people.

"Everyone get out! Leave the casino right now!" He shouts as the fire alarms begin to go off. Just then a rumble is heard as the floor shakes. As everyone leaves the casino a fire starts to be seen and burst down one of the walls. Then the casino explodes just after everyone makes it out.
 
(ooc: Well, I can finally post, seeing as there is something for me to write about. Sorry it's so short, but this is all I could think of.)

Chris, having forgotten about the door simply tried the Blackjack tables, however, he lost there too. "AAAH!" Yelled Chris as he walked away from the table. "My brother always told me this was easy! Urgh, I need a drink." Chris walked towards the bar, but was interrupted by a person coming from a secret door.

"Everyone get out! Leave the casino right now!" Yelled Summers as he ran from the casino. Chris realised something... He forgot all about Team Rocket!

"Oh, no!" Yelled Chris. He then heard the fire alarm, which called him and most of the other people to realization... they had to get out of there. It was tough to get around the people, but Chris managed to do it. As soon as he turned back, he saw the casino burning. "NOOOOOOOOOO!!! My money! My booze!"

'You really need to stop gambling.' Said Espeon, but as she said that, Chris was reassuring himself that he was going to find another casino.

"You know what? I think I'm just... going to spend the rest of the night in the pokemon center. Maybe there, I can... sleep this off." Said Chris as he slowly walked towards the Pokemon Center.
 
Summers soon spoke with the police when they arrived as they decided to give the stolen pokémon to nurse Joy for the time being so at least they could be taken care of when their real trainers returned. It bothered Summers though that his styler didn't work now. He can't contact the Union and has no true leads for the time being, though, Team Rocket some how has Eva, the former wife of the late Pokémon Master. Were they keeping her as a hostage?

Summers went back to the Pokémon Center with the Nurse and sat inside. It's a bit late now, so much happened as soon as he got to Kanto it seems as though he got to work right away and never had much time to really look around. He felt tired and found himself laying down on the couch inside. He really needed the rest, he didn't realize how tired he really was.

Pidgeot hoped over and perched up over him on the edge of the couch. He sighs, he looks over at his styler and the screen still won't turn on, though the capture system still seemed operational for the time being.

He looked around and saw other trainers entering discussing of getting their Pokémon back. As he looks closely he sees a trainer with an Espeon enter as well, it's Chris. Summers sits up a bit, though he felt really tired,

"Hello Chris." he greets him as he walks by, "Sorry to ruin the fun. It seemed that you liked the casino, though what happened there was just terrible." He says.
 
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