From: "William Rendfeld" <warendfeld@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] Hunting the Hunters Date: Friday, July 16, 2004 10:00 AM Hunting the Hunters "<It would seem we made a wise decision. The food is excellent, and worthy of my sophisticated palette.>" "<Cerberus still feels that having a Pokémon capable of human speech could only help our cause, White Lioness.>" "Tent <that. Look at the last free-loader who showed up.>" Avalanche and Blizzard remained silent as Cerberus attempted to jab at the diminutive Sting with one of his three beaks. Avalanche took no sides as he figured he could do nothing about the constant squabbling between the two. Blizzard took no sides simply because she wasn't concerned either way; she was eating, and that was all she cared about. "Excuse me?" Avalanche looked up from his meal to find a Rhydon standing nearby. "Me looking for friend of mine; tall girl, brown hair. Seen her?" Avalanche thought for a moment, then shrugged. "<Yes. She gave us this food. Left town not long ago.>" "Thank you," the Rhydon replied as he walked off. - "If Samson hadn't've wasted so much time with that blasted sub of his, we may have gotten here faster," Sven bitterly complained. "Hey, he needed to check the weight tolerances," Peabody replied. "You know how stubborn Grimlock is about being in his Poké Ball." "Yeah, I've noticed," Sven replied as Grimlock marched up to them. "So?" "A Tyranitar near market saw her, say she left down," Grimlock reported. "Saw marks on ground similar to Steel Wing attack marks. Likely girl was attacked." "Great," Sven replied. "So now what?" "Well, think about it," Peabody replied. "She's a Pokémon trainer, and the next logical stop for a trainer would be in..." - "Mauville City," Alexandria Masters declared to the group traveling with her. "The crossroads of Hoenn and home to one of the oldest Gym Leaders in active service." "And where Jeff was taken," Bob Raiser said through gritted teeth, his hands holding hard to the gnarled staff as he attempted to control his anger. Thyme the Medicham placed a hand upon his charge's shoulder. #Calm yourself,# the fighter suggested. #A focused mind is much more effective in such situations than an unfocused mind. Your brother will be found, and those threatening us will be dealt with.# "I'll happily make sure of that," Alex added. "But first we have to find them." "Don't worry about that," ShadowWarrior the Murkrow declared as he spread his wings and took to the air. "I remember what all those guys look like. I'll find 'em." "Be careful," Alex pleaded as the raven-feathered Pokémon flew off. "So, what now?" Nori Mizuke asked at last, Big Time the Larvitar protectively nestled in her arms. "Wait and hope for the best?" "No, we wait and form a plan," Alex replied. "But not here. There's an Electric Café not too far away; we can hide there, plan, and get a meal at the same time." "Food sounds good," Carol Ross piped up. As the group moved off into the city, a Skarmory watched their progress from above. TBC! [NS: Just filling in a hole from the Slateport threads and setting things up for the rescue. Next?] 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