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Mr Pokemon:

"That's Jayden, he's the gym leader here in Raichville. But you can't fight him until he's got all his Pokemon back."

UnationConsideration:
Nick was laughing "Oh the gym leader? "Well mister gym leader". "Im going to kick your....well you get it." Nick asked confused "Er what do you mean are they in the centre?"

Mr Pokemon:

"Well, you know that group we've had to fight several times? They stole the Pokemon from here."

UnationConsideration:
"Well I dont know what your doing just standing here." Nick glared at the gym leader "Needing help from a bunch of kids eh?" "Cant do your own work.." Nick went out of the Gym and started walking at night "Crooks always thrive at night." Nick had an Idea he would put his pokemon up in a tree and let the other one kick butt. Nick climbed the tree telling the two pokemon about his plan. Placing Mudkip up and Torchic Near Nick. Soon enough electricity started shooting at Mudkip. "What an idiot..." he thought. He then saw two men with a magnimite and a voltorb attacking his mudkip with electricity. Seeing as the two where holding back by alot he just knew it was the gym leaders.

Silver:

Hector

"Well that didn't take too long...a day and a half at the most."
The port has been in sight for some time now. At least he had something to look at. Compared to having water all around him and only cyndaquil for company, the view of the port was a nice change.

As the ship entered port, everyone on board began to shuffle towards the gangplank. As the crowd grew, so did Hector's impatience.
"Cyndaquil. Smokescreen."
Black fumes jet out of the pokemon in the direction of the crowd. Everyone inside began to choke and made an attempt to shuffle back onto the deck; away from the exit. Hector casually walks off the boat, through the smokescreen. He was used to it by now. After all, this wouldn't have been the first time he's taken advantage of that attack before.

Even at night, the port was busy. People checking their fishing nets, inspecting their ships, patching sails for when morning came...Hector walked through the town.
"Nothing really happening after you leave the industrial part of town."
He continues to walk until he reaches a fork in the road, and he pulls out a coin.
Heads I go right, tails I go left.
The coin spins in the air and lands in his palm perfectly he tuns it over onto the back of his right hand and lifts his left off. Heads. Hector begins walking.

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