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(Al, did you send me a movie on flixstr?)
It was one thing to enter unprepared into foreign territory. It was a completely different thing to have been invited somewhere else, and end up where one isn't supposed to be, but hey. Life puts people in strange places.By now, the street lamps have already been turned on, though in the vastness of the meadows one could barely tell at its core, for the lights would be dim seen from such a distance. For all the meadow cared, the city could be having a blackout. Not long ago, the sun had just rested on the horizon, not to rise again until the night is over. A cool, moist breeze blows through the meadows, playing a gentle lullaby for the meadow's many inhabitants.

Reaver stood upright, staying silent as he stared at the night sky. From where he was positioned, the stars appeared at their brightest. Though Reaver had a face of stone, on the inside he was smiling. The night always had some mysterious feeling to it,which somehow makes Reaver feel at peace with himself. At the same time, it raises questions, and makes him wonder deeply, primarily about pokemon. There are many parts of his history which he knows of, though at the same time, there are chunks of it still left missing. It has been a day since Reaver set out on his journey, seeing the professor, and catching his first pokemon. He also ran into a few strange characters which could spell trouble later on. Who were those men?

Pokemon seemed to be important to Reaver. It was his talent, and perhaps, he could use it to his advantage. After all, he was eating better using prize money won from battles, rather than having to beg people for food and money on a beach, otherwise having to catch his own fish and sea fowl. Still, the ones he currently posses aren't very powerful, only having them for so long, and he also lacked a full party. With this reason in mind, Reaver continued his search through the meadow.

Knowing that he will encounter a wild pokemon sooner or later, he grabbed onto one of his balls. "Sergei, come forth", he said, pressing the center button of the pokeball, releasing his bird pokemon.

"You Brat you scoundrel, I will eliminate you now!!" The man yelled still restrained, "I will burn this grotto to the ground with you and all the pokemon except for lilligant in it. Pelliper use Hydro Pump to the max!" The pelipper shot a huge jug of water form its mouth as it sprayed it all over the field not really having a particular target. You would see the water blast away the petilil's and cottonnee's as Whimiscott would guard itself from the attack using cotton guard which still managed to knock it back a few feet. "Swoobat let go of me now!" The man yelled as the swoobat seemed rather startled. If swoobat let go of the man in the state that he's in, heaven knows what might happen. But the man can still order pelipper around even if restrained. So what can you do?

That's a bit strange. Why keep only the lilligant? WOuldn't it be more profitable as well as less excessive just to bag everything? This didn't matter much to Reaver, though it still lingered in his mind a bit. "Amaiya! Use confusion!" He commanded. The purple puff ball glew a bright lavender color, illuminating a bit of the evening sky, with a slight eerie iridescence. The move should stop hydropump, though the trainer didn't make his command to clear. Hopeflly his poekmon would understand.