I look at the mist and walk through the fog. I bump into a tree and a bush. I try to look around, but I could only see about three feet in front of me. I get out my backpack and light a match, thinking it might help. It doesn't, so I put it out and stick it in my backpack. I walk into a small Riolu and I quickly turn invisible, and stare at him, and he stares back, and then quickly uses Force Punch. I change into a Fighting Type, from my Color Change ability. I grunt and fall on my stomach and I grab his snout, and then use Feint Attack, sending him to the ground, and I take off in a sprint, running into a large tree. I go invisible again and get on my stomach, and crawl around, hiding from the Riolu. After about 15 minutes, I get up and go back to normal, and I slowly walk around, and see if I can find the supposed area of disappearance of 'The Relic' and start writing down something on the papers.

 [i] I have come across a feral Riolu. I have absolutely no idea where the 'Lost Relic' is or was. I must find out where it is, and catch those who stole the relic. [/i]

I fold up the paper and put it into my bag, then rub my side, where I was punched. It was red from the injury, and I roll down a hill that I tripped down when I walked and fell from walking on air. I stand up and cough, get up, and pass a couple trees. After a while, it got cold and dark. It didn't matter whether or not another match was used, the rain would always put it out.

'Where could the culprits be?' I ask myself as I step on nothing, but I don't fall. I look up, and there was something strange. Something very weird. Something made of stone, and surrounded by a dark, purple thing. In fact, the whole area was surrounded by this dark thing, and I go into a spin, slowly floating upwards. I grab onto the stone thing, and observe the area. I see a red-black scale and some white fur, and I think 'EVIDENCE!' as I jump up to grab the things. I float past the items, and I make my way back down and inspect them. These things would need a test to find out what they were, but I remember my training. Criminals usually commit their first crime close to their hideout, so if something goes sour, they would be able to go there and hide. I mark down the area and describe it, then illustrate it crudely on a piece of paper, and all of the sudden, I feel my leg get grabbed by something. I look back, and see a blackish purple thing. It looked almost like a pokemon... a Snivy, even! I try to float-run away, but its grip was tight. I scream as its grip tightens to a bone-crushing force, and throws me out of, what I would describe it as, the void. I land on my left leg, and *SNAP!* It was broken... I limp away from the area, and breathe scarcely, screaming and whimpering from the pain. I was confused, and terrified. I make it out of the mist and away from the void, and grab some Oran Berries from a bush. I shove them down my throat, hoping to have the pain be enlightened a little bit. I limp down, to my construct, and go invisible as I rest by it.