[Spruce]

"Yeah, I guess so, huh?" I respond to M, who then shouted at someone who apparently attacked him. Curious, and a little miffed, I followed him to the source... an old warehouse of some sort. I look inside and see a skuntank, a koffing, and a zubat all grouped around a bound and gagged keckleon, whom I suspected might be the captive. I look over to M, and look back towards the warehouse. I would have sneaked in if I didn't remember what I was supposed to do. I open the rather large door, and walk inside, surprising the trio of crooks. I then pull out the fake bag of pokecoins and say "I have the money, so untie Rosebud," I tried to keep my tone as normal as possible, though, I obviously failed, as they didn't seem to want to take the money, with the skuntank asking "Do I look like a moron to you? This bag's full of counterfeits, or fakes, if you didn't understand that word with your tiny, reptile brain," he sounded calm, but obviously he wasn't. The three of them then laughed, and the koffing said "Hey, maybe we'll get more if we nab this dorky kid, too!" The zubat chimed in with "Hey, that's not a half-bad idea, Kevin. What do you think about that idea, boss?" The skuntank simply added "The idea's good, let's do it," I wouldn't let them attack first, however, their boss was too fast, and already hit me with an acid attack... something I really wish he hadn't done, as I really didn't want to think about where THAT junk's been. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to dodge the attack, and worse, I felt a little weaker after it... sure, the attack didn't do much, at least, considering a few factors (it actually hurt like heck, but coming from someone like the 'boss'... well, I expected more). After rubbing my eyes for a bit, I attacked the skuntank, or 'boss', with a void whip, which didn't do as much as I had hoped. The koffing and zubat then attacked with leech life and sludge respectively, though, I managed to hold my ground.

I then decided to attack the zubat with a void whip, somehow knocking the thing out with one hit... no, wait, I actually just hit a weak point, that's all. However... that seemed to be just what they wanted. After the zubat was knocked out, Kevin and 'boss' looked at each other with a look that told me they were cooking up some sort of plan. I didn't have much time to react, and before I knew it, the two were unleashing some sort of combo move against me, combining both of their horrible gasses to make one gas that was just too much for me. The smell alone was enough to hurt... with the damage that I took in that admittedly short fight, I couldn't take the attack for very long, and passed out... my mission was a failure, and now I was a hostage, just, perfect. The last thing I heard was some weird guffawing laughter, and a "Hey, boss, did I do good this time?" It was obvious that the second thing was from Kevin, and I could tell that they were going to tie me up... and there was little to nothing I could do about it. [i]I think Charlie sent the wrong guy... I'm sure that if M was sent here, he'd do just fine against the poisonous or bug-based attacks that these thugs employ... heck, even Celes would have a decent chance, type-wise anyways.[/i] I think as I lay there, helpless from the noxious fumes.
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[Bonnie]

For some reason, William, after knocking out the horror that was the skitty, asked how tall he seemed in comparison to Samuel. "Uh... you're kinda huge. I mean, Sam's about my height, but you tower over both of us," I respond, though, I had no idea why he asked us that, I mean, didn't he already know? Either way, I joined in with the others calling out for my friend, though, I'd occasionally shout out "LEONARDO!" he hated it when someone called him by that name, and it was actually more likely to draw him out of whatever cover he was using than the name he went by. Mike just sort of followed along humming something until a natu got the idea to try to attack me with peck. He got in the way of that attack, and countered with thundershock. He then said "You REALLY have nothing better to do with those psychic powers of yours than to pick on random pokemon? What the heck's wrong with you, Nate?" The natu, apparently called 'Nate' just stood there as if he didn't have the intelligence that usually came with psychic powers, and blinked his eyes a couple times, as if he couldn't understand us at all... that struck both myself and Mike as odd, as a couple days ago, that kid used to gaze up at the starts, always talking about the constellations, what they meant, and how he was going to be the first Xatu to stare at the stars at night, not the sun, and yet here he was, apparently devoid of those thoughts, or really any thoughts other than the most basic of thoughts, and a possible 'kill all intruders' thought in there for good measure. "Nate?" I shakily ask Nate, who chirped, and then attacked me with peck, this time actually hitting me, though, not doing all that much. Something was wrong, very wrong.