[center][h2]To Unite All People Within Our Nation...[/h2][/center]

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[center][i]Mysterious Boy & Mysterious Girl[/i][/center]

[b]Situation Location:[/b] In front of the Trainer House

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The Mysterious Girl arched a brow when a Vulpix emerged from the crowd and had some nerve to leap onto the table she had went through the trouble to find. She rolled her eyes at her plea and simply walked around the table with her hands on her hips, her plaid skirts swaying. Standing in front of the Vulpix to return the trainer crowd’s eyes to her, the Mysterious Girl cheerfully smiled and held up a finger.

“Ahem, actually, we don’t [i]sell[/i] are world-class bred Pokemon. We allow trainers to trade in their current Pokemon for our awesome Pokemon. The Machamp and Garchomp were very happy with their new trainers. There are more stronger and eager Pokemon waiting to find a best friend. All you have to do is trade with us!” she announced.

A trainer stepped forth then:

[b]Is what she says true?...Are you the ones responsible for these cowards that swing Pokemon around like tools? Like weapons?...Are you the ones that are making a mockery of everything that Trainers stand for?[/b]

The Mysterious Girl frowned at Seth before she turned her cheek to him, a cat-like smirk curling at her lips.

“The goal of every trainer is unique. What you believe trainers stand for may not be what everyone else believes.”

She then returned her attention to the crowd and thrust out her arm.

“There are those among you who do not understand your plight. Those of you whose Pokemon were stolen from you. Those who came all of this way just to have your dreams dashed to the ground by misfortune. Even you have a second chance. The Pokemon Club gives all trainers a chance to equally succeed. Perhaps some of you want to travel the long and arduous path to become a pro. The Pokemon Club gives those who would rather expedite the journey a best friend and a free walk to the finish line!”

Lowering her arm, the girl proudly smiled and waved her hand dismissively at Seth before glancing back over her shoulder at the Vulpix.

“Now for those of you who disagree with the Pokemon Club’s mission, take your protests elsewhere. We have some memberships to hand out.”

The words of Vulpix and Seth touched only a few trainers, but it didn’t stop the majority who stepped forward offering their Pokeballs. Humans were naturally lazy and liked the easy way out. Very few liked to work, and as a result, the Pokemon Club was still in business. The Mysterious Boy and Girl merely smiled triumphantly as they traded Pokeballs across the table around the Vulpix as though she didn’t exist. Trainers happily took their new balls and literally ran with them. Popping them open in the park like children opening Christmas gifts as powerful fully-evolved Pokemon emerged. The traded in balls were placed into boxes that were closed, taped, and loaded onto a van that had the abbreviation “PC” glued on the side.

Meanwhile at the Viridian City Police Department, Officer Sholtz and Arclady were investigating the gang members they had rounded up. They were writing a report, requesting permission to use a Hypno to hypnotize the thugs into talking so they could learn about their true motives behind the Route 1 attacks.

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