[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Reiner might have made it out of the dark ally, but not the Pokemon Center.

From somewhere not visible, a beam of a bright white light cut through the currently dark street a few meters above the heads of Reiner, stopping him mid-movement and catching his attention.

As the beam subsided, it turned out that it was the Flash Cannon of a Blastoise that was standing where the ally connected to the main street! It was just standing there, watching him with an indefinable expression. Meh, it was so dark, most of the Blastoise's body was concealed by shadows. However, it was clearly visible that it had the cannons emerging from its shell targeted on Reiner.

Somewhere from the shadows, a...person is coming closer. From afar, Reiner wouldn't be able to figure out whether it was a male or a female person at the first glance - but he'd see that they are wearing a dark blue uniform that was matching for a young  private detective, in fact, the whole outfit was held rather dark and blended in quite well in the current darkness. Only thing that seemed off the place was their half-long dirty blond hair, but most of it was hidden away by a dark blue baker's boy cap. Only some jutting strands were visible. Some also fell over their dark green eyes, and it was clear that they were glancing at Reiner like a madman: Target found. Target should be eliminated. The glance was ice-cold. Like they wouldn't allow any mercy towards those who don't deserve mercy. Most likely it were criminals that deserved no mercy. They deserve justice, they deserve a place behind bars, yes - if the situation calls for it, they also deserve death. That is, before their life has been made a living hell.

The stranger was also rather small in size with their 5'2 foot, especially is placed next to their faithful Blastoise. However, the strong presence the duo was expressing... It was almost suffocating... It would freeze the hell and stop a raging Charizard mid-attack. This was the Night Terror in all their glory.

Mitchell Malcom was not on glaring deadly at Reiner, though. They were also pointing a S&W H.P Gun at him. Aiming for a headshot.

Their voice matched the icy glare and intimidating presense almost too well. "Team Rocket Member... GET.LOST. GET OUT OF TOWN."


How Mitchell knew Reiner was here, you ask, and where they came from all of a sudden? Easy. They were walking through town as the night fell, passing the aftermaths of the Flower Festival and subliminally making sure that the late visitors of the Festival made their way home safe. That means, without running into some disgusting criminals. Without running into some disgusting Team Rocket members... Right, Mitchell also heard about the complains of some people that their things have been stolen. Without them noticing. They all remembered a Weavile too... Ah, the criminals. Always up for stealth, it was a sick kind of fun to see their terrified expressions when pouncing at them completely unexpected, but sadly, this always was the point where their stealth and dirty stealing ends.