CHAPTER ONE: A MYSTERIOUS DISAPEARENCE
A small farm, in the middle of nowhere
"I'll race you to the patch of potatoes over there!" The red-headed boy said to his sister, another redhead.
"No, you'll beat me again, James." The girl responded.
"C'mon, Emily, you never know!"
James had a blue T-shirt that had a picture of three Pokemon; Typhlosion, Feraligatr, and Meganium. He had navy pants, and white and red shoes. He looked to be 17. Emily had a pink shirt, again with three Pokemon, but this time they were Cyndaquil, Totodile, and Chickorita. She wore light blue pants, and white and green shoes. She looked to be 15. Both had white skin and red hair.
"I know! Let's have our Pokemon race!" Emily said.
"Okay! But this time it will have to be to the outskirts of our farm."
"Sure! Go, Meganium!" A large Pokemon, much larger then Emily, came out of a red and white Pokeball. It was green, with a long neck, and looked somewhat like a small dinosaur. It had a flower around it's neck.
"Go, Feraligatr!" A 7-foot tall blue crocodile, though it stood on it's hind legs stood. It swished it's tail back and forth.
"Okay, Meganium," Emily told her Pokemon, "you're going to race that Pokemon there to the end of the farm. I'll be right here cheering you on!"
James delivered similar pep-talk, though explaining the layout a bit more, even though Pokemon already knew it.
"Okay, ready?" Emily asked.
James nodded.
"Okay... one... two... THREE! GO MEGANIUM!!! Emily shouted.
"C'mon, 'Gatr! You can beat that Meganium!" James called out to his Pokemon.
"Ooh, YES! Meganium's in the lead!" Emily shouted again.
James snorted. "Yeah, by an inch."
Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared above the two teens. James looked up. All he could see was darkness. He didn't have time to react, or even think. Wind buffeted him from all sides. Crops blew out from the ground. He couldn't look over to see how Emily was faring. Emily screamed. He did too, because he felt himself being lifted off the ground. Then, everything went black.
New York City, New York State
"Yesterday, a boy named James, aged 17, and his sister, a girl named Emily, mysteriously disapeared. There were no witnesses, as the farm they were taken from was on the outskirts of town, where no one lives. The only reason we knew they disapeared is because of their father, who was in town, returned, and, though he saw their Pokemon, a Feraligatr and a Meganium, he didn't see them. He looked everywhere, but he couldn't find them. If anyone finds them, please let us know. Over to you, Peter." The girl on the TV said.
"Wow, wonder where they went?" George asked his friend, Ryan.
"Dunno." Ryan answered, as he turned the TV off, "do you want to go somewhere?"
"Where?"
"Dunno, where do you want to go?"
"Want to watch the tournament?"
"Pokemon tournament? The finals? Sure!"
But, even as they left Ryan's house, the disapearence of the two teens made George uneasy. But, when he got to the tournament, and watched the match, all of his worries left him.
"Alright, ladies and gentelmen!" the speaker said through his speaker, quieting all speach other then his own, "the long-awaited finals to this local tournament will take place now. The winner will go on to the Nationals tournament, where the winner will battle people from around America! Now, our two finalists are... Alex Smith and Josh Williams! Here they go!"
Two teens, both around 18, walked into the stadium. They stood on a raised platform.
"Go! Muk!" Alex, the one on the right shouted. A purple Pokemon came out of it's Pokeball. It looked like sludge with eyes and a mouth, and it stank!
"Go! Swellow!" Josh said. A bird of prey, obviously built for speed, came out of it's Pokeball, " Swellow! Use Fly!" Swellow soared up into the open roof of the stadium, into the clouds.
"Muk! Acid Armor!" Muk spat acid onto itself, making it harder for Swellow to do alot of damage to it.
Suddenly, Swellow came soaring down on Muk, but Muk's added Defence made it do barely any damage.
"Muk! Sludge Bomb!" Muk spit out strong poison and acid at Swellow. It hit Swellow hard. Swellow swayed, then fell in a heap, defeated.
"And Muk has scored an early Critical Hit with Sludge Bomb, making this an exciting start to the match!" The anouncer shouted.
Toronto, Ontario
The Mighteyena stalked it's prey. It was surrounded by shadow, and it's grey fur was darker then usual. It was hunting a human.
Master will be happy with me... I'll get a treat... definitly... maybe two... all for destroying humans and their stupid "let's enslave all Pokemon" ideas... it thought, licking it's lips.
"I think we should stop here for a rest, John." one of the men was talking.
"Sure. But let's have a watch as well. Ever here what happened to those two kids?"
"Nah, we're in the middle of a forest."
"Still..."
"Fine. But you have to take first watch."
"Sure, I'm fine with that."
The Mighteyena didn't care. As long as it killed these troublesome humans.
The humans stopped. They set up a camp. One took watch. Soon, it could here loud snores coming from inside the tent. It attacked. First, it leaped on the one still awake. Then, it leaped to the tent, and ripped it open. Inside, the human was still sleeping soundly. It grabbed him, then grabbed the other, who was still recovering from shock. It ran off.
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