"...and then he just [i]took[/i] it from me! I mean, oh my gosh! Can you believe the nerve of him?" Sally said. She glared at the Loudred.

	"Uh-huh." I said. I rubbed my eyes. It was too early for this. Everyone stood outside the guildmaster's office for morning assembly, and I hadn't even had breakfast yet. I leaned over to Sally. "Who's [i]actually[/i] in charge here?"

	"Guildmaster Wally," she said. "And that's his assistant, Charlie." She pointed to a Chatot by the guildmaster's door, flapping his wings all huffed up trying to quiet everyone.

	"Who's Breen, then?" I asked.

	"Breen who?"

	[b]DUN DUN DUN DUNNNNN[/b]

	The room went silent. Everyone looked around. And then, the guildmaster's door opened. Out strode Breen, 3-D specs sitting on his nose and a long, metal device hanging across his body by a strap around his shoulder.

	[b]DUN DUN dun dunnnnnnnnn....[/b]

	He raised his arms. "Goooooooooood moooorning, Wigglytuff Guild! Are you ready to ROCK!"

	Nobody said a word. Charlie looked as though Breen had just spat at Arceus himself.

	"Right! Okay! Cool! Probably too early for any of this, really..." Breen said. He launched into an explanation. Guildmaster Wally was not Guildmaster Wally - Guildmaster Wally was invisible - someone was stuck in another universe - The Oncoming Storm was actually Breen Torrents - Breen had assumed control of this guild and now needed an expedition team.

	Wait - what if that's why he called us to his office? I was too busy having a late dinner, and some of the others were already asleep, anyway. I just wanted to ignore it. What if he chose us because we were new and expendable?

	"Right where?" Donovan whispered when Breen mentioned Guildmaster Wally was here. "I don't see him."

	"I don't either," I said. I leaned over to see past a Chimecho blocking my view. "What's he leaning on?"

	"Any questions?" Breen said. I raised my hand, as did everyone else in the room.