Chapter 3 - Episode 3 Crime & Punishment

The lands of the Egaia region owe all of its lustrous beauty to the world’s strongest fertilizer.
 
Blood.
 
These very lands, once upon a time, were engulfed in pandemonium as the wars of old tore across the region. To this day, not a footstep can be taken where both man and Pokemon have fallen before the blade. Egaia was a land founded on violence and forged with bloodied steel. Though these war-times have passed, the ferocity of that era will remain eternal so long as breath is drawn within these fetid lands.
 
Two rival gangs threaten to revive these destructive times by plunging this world in disarray once more. Team Aqua and Team Magma, two colossal powers, clash head-on with one-another in a bloodthirsty race towards total domination of all who reside in Egaia. Their hatred for one-another and greed for power know no bounds. Egaia has, once again, become a battlefield.  
 
Episode 3: Crime and Punishment
 
Adell found himself in a small room. It was dark, aside from one central light that illuminated the flat table in front of him. His hands rested on the table. It was cold, much like the empty room. The air was stale from poor circulation. Besides the beating of his heart, the room was as silent as a corpse. The redheaded trainer waited in anticipation to be questioned. He grew anxious in the uncomfortable folding chair that felt as if it was on sale in someone’s garage. Or the dump. His eyes were focused on the one-way mirror. He knew somebody had to be on the other side watching him, and he stared back intensely.
 
A plastic Hula dancer stared at him, unblinking, from the center of the desk. It was unnerving. He did his best to avoid eye-contact with her. Still, she stared. Her skin was nearly orange. The floral skirt reached below her knees.  
 
What seemed like hours of silence was broken when the door opened. A man stepped in. Cigar in mouth, he thumbed through a handful of paperwork without once acknowledging the presence of young Adell. The man stepped over to the table and hovered around an open seat. He was about the same height, standing, as Adell, and at least thirty years older. He wore a pair of tan suspenders and a white dress shirt with vertical stripes.
 
Officer Sandy O’Cyrus was a large man. He joined the VPD ten years ago when little Suzy from next door had her bicycle stolen by one of the schoolyard bullies. He knew, at that very moment, he would spend the rest of his life fighting crime, and protecting innocent people like little Suzy.
 
Officer Sandy’s intimidating eyes happened to glance down at the redhead, and a disapproving frown formed on his face. Then, he slapped down a stack of photographs on to the table in front of the teen.
 
The Hula woman began her dance.
 
“Do you know who these people are, young man?!”
 
“Not a clue.” Adell’s affect was flat. He knew he was being interrogated, and would not allow himself to crack under the pressure no matter how great. He was innocent, and this might be his only chance to prove it.
 
“Don’t gimme that smug shit!” He slapped a heavy hand down on the first picture and turned it towards the teen. “This is little ol’ Granny Nicah: The owner of the fish-mart outside the general shop! Thieves have been pilfering this sweet old lady’s fish, and cut deep into her profits. It’s estimated that at least 2% of her profits have been robbed so far!”
 
He shifted to another picture roughly and his angered voice boomed in the small room. “And this is Mr. Jenkins! He too has had goods stolen from his grocery store! It’s estimated that less than .5% of his profits have already been lost! That’s almost a full bag of candy, young man. A full bag! Do you have any idea how close these people are to having to shut down their businesses because of your pilfering?!”
 
Adell was visibly taken aback, but not out of fear. Such small profit margins… and if all that’s being stolen is groceries… he could replace that much money with what he had in his piggy bank. “What…?”
 
“You’re going away for a long time, kid. You and your accomplice. However, if you confess to your crimes, you might see the light of day one more time before they string you by your toes and leave you to rot!”
 
“How many times do I have to tell you: We didn’t steal anything!” Adell’s voice raised, and so too did his interrogator.
 
“You were caught with the stolen goods in your hands! How do you explain that?!”
 
“It wasn’t us! A Pokemon had it when it crashed in to us!”
 
“Oh, so now Pokemon are stealing food from our vendors, eh?! And let me guess: It ran away before our officer arrived on the scene?”
 
“YES!”
 
“Do you have any idea how unlikely that is? Pokemon stealing food? Is that the best you can come up with?! I bet if we question some of the vendors, we’re bound to have witnesses place you at the scene of the crime!”
 
It was then that Adell’s eyes widened and a hopeful look fell upon his face. “I wasn’t even there during the time of the crime! I have an alibi! Ask the Professor at the Lab! He’ll vouch for both of us! We were there the entire time picking up a Pokedex! I’ve never even been to this town before! Just talk to him! He’ll clear this up!”
 
“SHUT UP!” The man yells with a heavy-handed slap to the desk. The Hula woman nearly toppled over, but her dancing continued. “I give the orders here, kid.” A silence fell over the room as the man stared intensely at the teen. The dancer’s pace began to slow. Officer Sandy gave a deep draw to his unlit cigar, then leaned away from the table. “I’ll have my people look in to your claim, but I swear, if you’re sending us on a wild goose chase I’ll personally see you and your little girlfriend behind bars for the rest of this week!”
 
And with that, the rugged man ripped himself away from the young teen and left Adell to wait in the quiet room all on his own, with no one to keep him company aside from the unnerving dancing Hula woman.
 
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Locked away behind a heavy metal door with but a single round glass window, Karina sat alone in a padded cell with her hands still cuffed behind her back. The fear on the young girl’s face was ever present as she sat in silence and mystery. The walls were a deep orange, matching the soft floors. There was also a light built into the high ceiling that kept the room somewhat bright. Still, no amount of light could illuminate her hopeless state. There was a chair and desk to the far-end of the room, but the girl’s hopelessness weighed down so heavy, she couldn’t bear carrying herself that far.
 
The clicking of sharp heels slipped beneath the crack of the door, and the girl’s eyes darted over to the glass. From her low position, she could not make out the person who stopped in front of the door. She went to shout, but sadness clogged her lungs.
 
The door clacked and snapped. Was it an officer coming to interrogate her?
 
The door gave one final clank before creaking open to reveal the woman on the other side. It was the same teal-haired officer that arrested the two of them. Officer Jenny wore the standard blue police vest with small golden shoulder guards. Her teal eyes gave a harsh glare at the handcuffed trainer on the orange floor. “So I took the liberty of doing a little homework on you, girly.” Her words seemed less than cheerful as she closed and locked the door. “Think having a rich daddy means you can run around causing trouble, huh?”
 
“I didn’t do anything wrong!” The frustration was mounting in Karina’s pounding chest, but before she could continue, the officer interrupted her.
 
“How original! Did the apple just fall out of the sky, then? Or perhaps, some stray Pokemon brought it to you.” The officer sauntered over towards the girl. Her teal hair was tied in a ponytail that stretched down to the middle of her back, where it flared out in thick, symmetrical spikes. Officer Jenny grabbed a handful of Karina’s hair and the girl squeaked with pain, but her voice was drowned out by the rough officer’s command. “On your feet!” She pulled, and Karina gave a pained cry as she was dragged into standing. “I don’t think you know who you’re dealing with, missy. Think your Lockhart family name and your pretty little face gives you a free pass to whatever you want? Ha! Let me show you exactly what girls like you are good for.”
 
With another tug, the officer dragged her prisoner over to the other side of the room. The rough treatment caused Karina’s hat to fall to the floor. She couldn’t stand the pain of having her hair pulled, which left her no other choice but to comply.
 
The officer lead Karina in front of the empty chair and released her. “On your knees!” There was a whack, followed by a sharp scream as officer Jenny’s police baton met with the back of the girl’s delicate thighs.
 
Karina’s right leg buckled from the blunt impact, and she let out a terrified howl. “What are you doing?” Her words were barely audible in between her cries, but the officer took no pity in the noise.
 
“Shut up!” The baton stabbed into the back of the girl’s left knee and dropped it to the floor.
 
Karina hollered but, with hands cuffed behind her back, she could do nothing to defend herself. Her deep brown eyes shimmered with liquid-fear.
 
The officer turned the wood chair towards Karina and stood in front of it. “Nothing more to say, huh? Good. There’s only one way to use a mouth like yours.” The officer slipped one hand beneath her blue pencil skirt and, as the fabric crinkled and rose, she slipped her thumb around the black lace of her panty, then slowly pulled it down in front of Karina’s confused and terrified eyes. The officer stepped out of her underwear and kicked it to the side. She lowered her chilling gaze upon the shaken Pokemon trainer. With subtle words, she whispered into the girl’s right ear. “I know your secret…”
 
A gasp escaped Karina’s constricted throat. Her wide almond eyes stared at the officer as if she were death itself. The teal-haired dominatrix sat herself in front of the trembling girl. A queen’s satisfaction spread across the officer’s face like honey. She spread her legs, revealing herself to the girl. Karina’s eyes drifted lower, and her tears finally spilled onto her cheeks.
 
“Don’t act so pathetic! This is the kind of thing you like, isn’t it?” The officer gripped the girl’s hair once again.
 
Karina screamed in protest.
 
“Be quiet!” The officer shouted, but the girl’s soft cries continued. “Quit pretending like you don’t want to. I know all about you, Karina Lockhart! Now then, get to it!” She pulled the girl closer to the intensifying heat between her legs, and as much as Karina struggled, the pain from her hair being pulled negated all her efforts of escape.
 
Before Karina could voice her protests, she found her face just inches away from the officer’s shimmering vaginal lips. The girl shut her eyes to not taunt herself by viewing the supple vulva before her, but the smell of officer Jenny’s pheromones were enrapturing. The girl’s cries turned to quiet sobs. There was a pain in her wrists from where the cuffs gripped. They rattled with an unsettling clinking against one-another, which began to quiet down. Karina’s left cheek felt the hellfire from Officer Jenny’s demanding body. The smell produced from her succulent lower region was like that of a carnivorous plant quelling its prey into delirium before swallowing it whole.
 
A honey brown eye weakly opened, and there it was. Officer Jenny’s vaginal lips shimmered with the light produced by the ceiling lamp. With Karina being so close, she could see the desire twitching in the soft tissue. A plume of teal fluff cradled the delicate folds like a puppy’s bed. The spiked shape that they made resembled the officer’s ponytail. Karina had never been this close to another woman’s genitals. It was terrifying to be forced against her will. Then again, she could feel her willpower, like the gentle flow of sap exiting her captor’s pussy, slowly draining away.
 
“What’s taking so long?!” The officer’s baton assaulted Karina’s ass. The girl’s body lurched forward and, as she hollered with pain, her mouth enveloped the vagina that so longingly anticipated the embrace. “Aahh! Yes!” Officer Jenny’s head flew back as the heat from Karina’s young mouth pooled around the slit of her pussy.
 
“MMMPH!!”
 
Karina’s head felt as though it were full of cotton. A numbing sensation spread from her mouth, towards her neck, and further up to her brain. Her conscious went deaf; its protests went unheard. Instead, steady whispers echoed into the girl’s mind. “She’ll let you go if you do it…” The ghosts of her inner-self spoke out. “You know you want too, regardless.”
 
The shackles against Karina’s wrists rattled as her arms tensed. Her body was leaning forward in an uncomfortable position, and with the officer’s strong hand pushing her down, the girl’s only support was the sweet-tasting vagina. The juice, which escaped from the officer’s tight slit mixed with Karina’s saliva, creating a cocktail of arousal that poisoned the defiance in her heart.
 
“Mhmm…!”
 
Chills went up Officer Jenny’s body whenever the girl breathed against her soft opening. Her mouth parted with a wry smile. A hot spring of liquid collected in Karina’s mouth, bathing the officer in a pool of euphoria. “My god…!” As much as the officer enjoyed the feeling, Karina wasn’t moving. She rested, breathing. The teal-haired dominatrix wanted more. She gripped her slave’s brown hair tightly and twisted her wrist from left to right.
 
“Emph!”
 
Karina’s mouth stirred around the officer’s vagina, and the two women both shrieked simultaneously. Pain and pleasure filled the room and marinated in the girls’ ears. Karina couldn’t help but obey the twisting of the officer’s hand and pressed her lips firmly against those of her captor’s in a deep, sexual kiss.
 
“Oooh!!” Officer Jenny’s hips bucked forward, kissing the girl back. There was a sloshing sound with every motion. The fluid collected in Karina’s mouth overflowed and trickled down towards the officer’s anus.
 
Karina’s mouth shimmered with a mixture of saliva and the officer’s love juices. The pain in her voice became weaker, and soon, pain was absent from her moans. Brown eyes glossed over. An intense sensation swelled within her abdomen. Karina’s head swiveled independent of the officer’s command. Like a monster from the depths, Karina’s tongue emerged from the pool of saliva in her mouth. Hesitantly, it crept forward. The only sign of its arrival against the officer’s wet slit was the sudden shriek of pleasure and convulsion that caused the chair to screech backwards.
 
“Oh fuck!” The officer hadn’t steadied herself for the sudden arrival of this slithering membrane. Karina’s tongue traced against the outer lips of the officer’s vagina, sending swift chills that vibrated her thighs and constricted her core.
 
“Mmmm…!” Karina leaned in deeply to savor the sweet taste. Her clouded mind emptied any thoughts of resistance. This taste… this tart, strong taste titillated the base of her tongue. It outlined the vaginal lips until it found the tight slit where they met. As if laced with salt and sugar, the slit guided the girl’s hungry tongue further and further north until it found a tiny mound erect from the very top.
 
“Haa!” The officer’s legs spread stiff, and her entire body convulsed yet again. Her back arched as far as it could go. The chair shook as it struggled to hold her in place. “Ffffuck!” The officer’s lips trembled, and her voice fell weak as Karina’s tongue roughly pressed against her swollen button. “Oh…! Ooooh! Haa!”
 
The sounds of pleasure emitted from the officer’s voice filled Karina’s ears like a hypnotic song. It pulled her in deeper into her trance; it commanded her to continue. Karina’s ears wanted to hear more. Karina’s tongue wanted to taste more. The girl’s lips tightened around the officer’s swollen button. They chewed softly, while the serpentine tongue caressed the tip and surrounding area.
 
“HaaaAhh!” The officer’s moans rose to screams from the intense pressure. Her hand, which once pushed Karina deeper into her pussy, was now struggling to push the girl away. Her cries escalated as the sensations intensified. Each breath filled her lungs with ecstasy. Her c-cup breasts threatened to burst through the buttoned-down vest that contained them. Her erect nipples painfully pressed against her bra. If her hand was not pushing against Karina’s head, she feared the girl would swallow her twitching pussy whole. With her mind in a stupor, she couldn’t think to drop the baton that occupied her striking hand.
 
“Mmm! Mmmh!” Karina’s moans grew louder as she suckled the trapped clit the same way she sucked on Adell’s cock. Thinking about his thick rod displaced her from this morally objectifying situation. The moans and hollers of the female officer split her delusions into a double-reality. Her feelings were confused. Was it the thought of Adell’s cock in her mouth that made her body swell with such heat, or was it the warmth of the officer’s thighs and the taste of her succulent pussy that made her wet between her legs?
 
The officer’s thighs tightened around Karina’s head and the dominatrix bucked her hips fiercely. Karina’s lips almost lost their grip on the swelling clit, but she forced her head firmly against it. Officer Jenny’s yelling became strained. Her voice shook with delirium. She could no longer form audible words. All that came forth were sounds of writing pleasure.
 
Soon, even these sounds became too draining to produce. The officer’s muscles constricted. Tighter and tighter they became. She grit her teeth with enough force to bite through rock. She was curling in on herself as the stress mounted. More and more, Karina relentlessly sucked and slurped and nibbled and chewed and pushed and pulled and twisted and toyed until finally, the officer’s dam could no longer contain her raging orgasm.
 
Officer Jenny exploded in a breathless holler that would leave a narwhal hoarse. Her thighs gripped the poor girl’s head so tightly she was unable to breathe. The officer’s hips were grinding uncontrollably against Karina’s hungry mouth and her yelling seemed to lose volume as precious oxygen was expelled from her lungs. Twitching and twerking, the officer’s spent pussy seized from the pleasurable pain inflicted upon it. Karina was attempting to completely incapacitate the officer by relentlessly attacking her most sensitive area.
 
The officer gave a shaky yelp as the scissor-sharp surge of sensation sliced into her. She tried to push the hungry girl away, but Karina shook her head violently as she sucked and pulled at the clit even harder than before. She wouldn’t let the officer escape.
 
A rippling clap sounded as the officer struck the girl’s jiggling ass with the baton once more. Karina yelped from the pain, and was then forced to the soft floor by the officer. “Little slut…!” Shaking, the officer stood over the panting girl. Every so often, a convulsion would cause her to release a quiet “Ah…!” Her vibrating thighs glistened with dripping saliva. Her entire figure was disheveled; spasming periodically as she stared at the brown-haired slave on the floor.
 
The officer reached down and grabbed the metal link to the handcuffs. She hauled Karina up by the back of her wrists. The girl squeaked from the harsh metal pulling against her, and sat up on her knees. She was panting heavily; her full breasts rising and falling with each breath. Her mouth glistened with the sexual essence of her mistress.
 
A look of both arousal and disgust filled the officer’s glossy eyes. “You really are… something… huh? Ha…!” She dragged the struggling Karina to her feet. She savagely shoved the girl forward. Karina yelped as she stumbled into the table. Before she could move, the officer pressed down on the girl’s wrist, locking her into a bent position against the table. Karina whimpered as she struggled. Her thighs glistened from the wetness that soaked through her panties underneath her skirt. “You don’t think I’m done with you just yet… do you?” Her voice was filled with the venom of an Arboc. Taunting the poor girl, the officer slapped the baton against the table just a foot away from Karina’s face. “Now, let’s see how much of this’ll be able to fit up that juicy ass of yours.” A sickening smile spread like the plague
 
Almond eyes grew wide with shock and fear. Karina locked her legs together as tight as she possibly could. Her thighs were quivering from terror and she fought hard to get away from the officer who pinned her down. “N-no! Please! Don’t! S-Stop!” The girl’s cries went ignored. The baton slid out of sight, and Karina whipped her head around left and right to keep track of it.
 
Karina screamed when she felt the weapon press against her violently trembling thighs. It traveled upwards against her twitching ass to lift the short blue skirt. Her white panties were soaked nearly transparent from how wet she was. They clung to her skin. Her tight vaginal lips were outlined in great detail, though only so much could be seen beneath her round, vibrating ass. “Oooh. I see you come with your own lube.”
 
“STOP!”
 
“You really want it, don’t you?”
 
Karina yelped sexually when she felt the baton press against her wet panties. Her hips lifted to escape the object, but she could only move but so far. “No! NO! NO!”
 
Static from the officer’s walkie sizzled into the room. “Come in, Officer Jenny. Bring the inmate to the front office, immediately.”
 
The teal-haired police woman froze. Karina did as well. The woman’s grip tightened on the baton, and her eyes filled with unsatisfied lust.
 
She stopped…
 
Karina’s head, feeling the full weight of relief, dropped to the table. She was panting and sobbing, thankful that whatever happened stopped the officer from violating that which has never been violated. She wanted to see Adell again. She needed him to protect her from all these crazy people who wanted to rape her.
 
“Ugh… how lucky are you?” The officer spat while readjusting her disheveled uniform. She watched Karina sobbing on the desk, and disgust flashed in her eyes. She struck her with the baton again, and the girl cried out. The officer abusively grabbed the trainer by her soft brown hair. “You tell anyone about what happened here and I promise you, we’ll both find out how deep this thing can go.”
 
Her threat instantly silenced the Pokemon trainer. The officer gave a pleasant smile before releasing her. She then picked up the hat that fell from Karina’s head earlier. “Oh, and here. You dropped this.”
 
 
The police precinct was quite a small building. It was only one floor and about as wide as a house. The townspeople of Paital managed regardless. Adell was in the front office. There were only four desks in the office. Three of them were empty. The fourth was where Adell waited with the Police Chief Officer Sandy, and two others.
 
Korton was a walking mountain. Every inch of his seven foot frame was covered in muscle. He was the envy of every bodybuilder in town. He wore a tight-fitting #77 Jersey, and a pair of blue shorts that stopped just above his knees. He and his Machoke ran the fruit stand by the town’s edge.
 
“So yous tellin’ me this is the guy?” The man spoke like a championship prize fighter who retired after a severe head injury. One bear of a hand stroked the back of his brown hair as he spoke to the police chief while giving a skeptical point towards Adell. “He’s only, like, 12.”
 
Adell hacked from the insult. “I’m 19!”
 
“And he’s so small.” The man laughed. “I guess I probably woulda missed him if he tried to steal somethin’ anyway, ya?”
 
The redhead clenched an annoyed fist. He was getting tired of waiting around and being accused for something he didn’t do. Every few moments his eyes would glance towards the back rooms. He was waiting for Karina to be produced.
 
“Yeah, well we checked out his alibi.” The two men spoke as if Adell wasn’t even in the room. “The good ol’ professor confirmed they were with him when the theft occurred.” The chief gave a sideways glance in Adell’s direction. “Apparently, he claims a Growlithe was what pilfered your product.”
 
“Growlithe, eh? I guess that makes sense.” Korton massaged the light stubble on his club-shaped chin. “Yeah, didn’t we see a ‘spicious lookin’ pup around the stall earlier?”
 
“Choke.” Muscular blue arms folded in conformation. Adell glanced over to the table where his Pokedex sat. This would have been a great time to log another Pokemon if his things weren’t still in lockup.


“Ey, kid.” The muscular fruit-vender flexed a strong arm muscle. “I see ya workin’ with a lil’ six-pack, but your arms and legs are like noodles.”
 
Adell glared at the man’s insult.
 
“Why doncha come with me, eh? I bet I can whip ya in shape real quick.” With a wink, the muscle-head gave a quick buck of his hips.
 
Instantly, the redhead’s glare melted away and his face turned to blue.
 
“Adell!” Before the voice could be identified, Karina slammed herself into her partner and buried her puffy red face in his chest.
 
“K-Karina?”
 
“Ugh… another straight one, eh? Ah well…”
 
“Choke.”
 
As officer Jenny appeared from the other room, the police chief turned to her. “Seems these two check out. It appears our suspect is actually a Pokemon.”
 
The officer’s heels clicked to a halt, and she stood with a hand on her hip. “Don’t tell me it’s a Growlithe?”
 
When Karina heard the woman’s voice, every muscle in her body clenched. She attempted to bury herself in Adell’s protective warmth.
 
His face filled with concern. “Karina…?”
 
 Officer Jenny’s teal eyes narrowed at the two trainers. She spoke with harshness. “Some little brat’s been crying about the damn thing for weeks now.”
 
Karina was trembling in Adell’s arms. She was doing her best to hold back her tears. Her companion held her tightly. “What happened back there?”
 
“Just a little intense interrogation.” The female officer chimed in casually. “Not everyone’s built for that kind of thing. Right, Karina?”
 
The girl quietly shook her head. “I want to leave…”
 
“Well you’re free to go.” Sandy announced with a dismissive wave. “Officer. Please resupply their things.”
 
“Yes, sir.” Her teal eyes narrowed at the chief maliciously.
 
“I’ll call for back-up from the Hertion District before we start our raid on the forest.”
 
All eyes in the room fell on the nonchalant chief the instant he mentioned a raid. Karina’s face never left the comfort of her partner. Only her ears listened.
 
“Eh… Chief…?” The flirty fruits vender spoke out. “Doncha think a raid’s a little too… extreme? I mean, it’s just an apple.”
 
“That Pokemon has been causing nothing but mischief and almost three sheets of paperwork! Do you have any idea how much tax payer money goes into the excruciating man-minutes it takes to do three sheets of paperwork?!”
 
“…Choke…?” The Pokemon looked at its baffled trainer.
 
“Well…no, but…?”
 
“Better move fast then, chief.” Officer Jenny spoke without eye-contact. She was busy unlocking the trainer’s Pokegear and supplying them to the table next to Adell. “That little brat probably ran into the forest after it this time.”
 
That was when Karina joined in on the conversation. “There’s a little girl in the forest all by herself?!”
 
“Well that’s no good…” The police chief folded his arms. His closed-off expression seemed grim. “That’s a pretty dense forest, filled with many different breeds of wild Pokemon. Even skilled Pokemon trainers find survival in there difficult. Poor girl…”
 
“And nobody’s gonna do anything about this?!” The brown-haired girl’s fear was replaced with a burst of anger. The room fell silent. Not even the Machoke spoke. He only stared at his trainer.
 
Karina’s eyes were hit with a wave of sadness that was a product of the room’s silence. She turned her gaze towards Adell for support. His sea-green eyes, at first, shared her concern. Soon, the look they exchanged sparked confidence between one-another.
 
The young man nodded silently to his partner. “Ready?”
 
It was amazing how a single word brought hope to the young girl’s face. Karina couldn’t help but smirk. “Let’s go.” The trainer completely displaced her feelings towards everything else around her. She grabbed her gear and the two quickly stocked their belts.
 
The police chief studied them. “You two really gonna go in there? With only two Pokemon between ya, you won’t last long.”
 
“We only need to last long enough to find one little girl.” Adell spoke with a strong heart. Once his gear was properly secured along his belt, he checked his partner. She nodded, and the two of them rushed out of the office through the double-doors.
 
Officer Jenny scoffed with her arms crossed. The fruit vender lowered his head and sighed. “Why are the good men always taken?”
 
Machoke consoled his trainer with a firm pat on the back.
 
The vender smiled. “Come on, Perseus. Let’s get back to work.”
 
“Choke.”