From: "William Rendfeld" <warendfeld@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] Covering Tracks Date: Wednesday, June 16, 2004 3:57 PM Covering Tracks "That...was..." "Humiliating? Predictable? A bit of just desserts?" "Annoying." "Ah yes," Sai Meilan sarcastically noted as she flitted about, considering her surroundings. "That was exactly the word I was searching for, Jason." Jason Cassidy growled loudly as he sat on a bench near the Fallarbor Town Pokémon Center, his new hovercycle sitting in front of him. It had been only a few hours since his encounter with the second half of the Search Party for Smasher, and he'd figured out a few things. One, he did not enjoy pain. Two, he did not enjoy having a Wailord dropped on him. "It's a lucky thing that you weren't flattened by that cetacean," Meilan added. "Houndoom and Mightyena were both merely unconscious, thankfully for you. But now we have other problems." "You actually want to go after that girl?" Jason asked. "I'm sorry, but I'd rather not have both legs broken by a Wailord." "I didn't mean that," Meilan replied. "I mean our new method of transportation. It needs a new coat of paint." "And how do we pay for that exactly?" Jason asked in reply. A sly look crossing her face, Meilan replied, "The old fashioned way, my young associate. We cut a deal." Jason sighed. "You're going to be the death of me." - "Let me see if I understand all of this properly," the burly, beefy auto specialist said to his two new customers. "You two have recently...inherited this import here, and you want me to change the color scheme, as well as give it the once over so far as this pig's inner workings are concerned. Right?" "Yes, that's correct," Meilan replied. "And you have no money to pay for it," the specialist stated. "Also correct, yes," Meilan added. "We will be willing to compensate you as best we can, however." The auto specialist looked over his two customers, then at the large hovercycle now sitting in his garage. With a smile, he replied, "Well, this is an interesting case. On the one hand, you two have no money. On the other, business for this month is booming...and this is the first time I've seen an import like this." "So you'll do it?" Jason asked in disbelief. "Yes," the specialist replied. "But not for free. You do one thing for me, I'll look at this thing's guts and see that it's working properly. You do two things, and I'll repaint it however you like." "What exactly do you want us to do?" Meilan asked, trying to keep the worry out of her voice. "Two simple things, really," the specialist replied. "I want you to capture a Seviper and get me a Black Flute from the Glass Shop nearby." "That's all?" Meilan asked. "That's all," the specialist replied. "Get me the flute, and I'll look at your hovercycle. Get me the Seviper, and I'll do the paint job. I'll even provide a Soot Sack for you. We have a deal?" - "This...will be...easy..." Jason chuckled to himself as he and Meilan headed off towards the fields west of Fallarbor. As he left the shop, however, the specialist flipped open a cell phone and said, "This is Agent One. I've got a prime candidate for theft, with thirteen Pokémon running around with him. He'll be easy pickings, and we'll have ourselves some new Shadow Pokémon." TBC? William Rendfeld Creator of Echowarrior and Alex Masters 178,000 Excellent Author Points 1 'I knew odd pokefacts that confused a bread crumb' point. 20 Y2Tech Points