Outside, a male pokemon trainer (5 feet 8) was lying in the grass. The cool breeze cause his brownish/blonde hair to sway as his blue eyes focused on his Noctowl that was flying around. His noctowl hadn't been left out of the pokeball for a few days.
Suddenly, he shot up upon seeing the Magma leader running out of the museum. "Noctowl use Take Down attack now," Shep shouted agrily. He and his pokemon have had a history of Team Magma. Many of times they had broken into his gym, attemping to destroy the giant pool his pokemon lived and battled in.
Noctowl took a huge dive to the Magma member, unfortunatley it wasn't quick enough. Noctowl was to high in the air that by the time it got to the enemy, he had run off.
"Forget him Noctowl," Shep commanded, "why don't you go back into your ball now."
He put his righ hand into his black backpack and grabbed Noctowl's Ultra Pokeball. A red beam absored Noctowl into the ball as it was put back into the bag.
"Now let's see what that was about."