Raphael lifted his sheets, got up, and rubbed his eyes. His hair was as messy as hair so short could be. As his vision came back, he saw Vice and Captain, his Houndoom and Lanturn, resting on the floor in front of him. They, along with the rest of the room, were illuminated by the morning sun.
It was six AM, two days after the Teddiursa heist. Raphael had not heard anything about his father and the rest of his gang since he leapt out of the Devon Corporation building. He had spent the last two days searching for any sort of news, with little success to speak of. He knew that they were in the custody of the Rustboro City Police Department, but he knew better than to show his face there.
Vice and Captain had both evolved since the heist two days before. Vice had grown a nice pair of horns, and now seemed to be a better beast for battling. Captain, on the other hand, lost his ability to walk. Fortunately, he was still able to survive on land with little trouble.
They currently staying at the Rustboro City Pokémon Center. He figured it was as good a place to stay, though he knew he would have to leave soon. The Police would likely start looking for him in a few days, and he still had a large amount of things he had left at the mansion. It would be quite a journey, seeing as it was several miles north of Fortree City. It would take days to reach Fortree City itself.
As thinking about all this for a few minutes, Raphael got up, return Vice and Captain to their Pokéballs, and began to get dressed.
Several minutes later, Raphael found himself enjoying a bagel downstairs. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, not too out-there for himself. For the sake of a disguise, however, he also donned a pair of shades and a backwards baseball cap. It was a dated style, he admitted to himself, but it worked, to his surprise.
As he took his last bite of bagel, he overheard several men at another table talking.
"What was that all about, anyway?"
"They were looking for the kid who got away."
Raphael turned around to find a table loaded with men at least in their twenties. He recognized several as some of the guards from the heist.
"You mean they still haven't found him?"
"Right. Richard was the last to see him, before his Starly went crazy and flew off."
"I still can't believe he let him get away. They had the right idea to fire him."
"Well, since Richard was the only one who saw the kid's face, and refuses to talk, they're not gonna find him any time soon."
"Hey! Who's up for donuts?" Another man came up, carrying a pink box. His coworkers cheered on the spot.
Raphael did not hear their cheers, though. He had already left his tip.
After taking a few shortcuts through some alleyways, Raphael found himself at the Rustboro City Police Station. This was the northern side of the building, bordered by a large patch of dirt which extend to the north. This lack of use of this side by even normal criminals had led to this space being completely unused. All that was here were some cardboard boxes and a shovel. This was the perfect place to attempt to spy on what was going on inside.
Raphael peered through a window, after stacking a few stray boxes. Inside, officers were at their computers, doing busywork. Some were taking coffee breaks. In the furthest corner, a small gray-and-brown bird was resting in a cage.
Near Raphael's window, an female officer in her early forties approached what looked to be a lower ranked officer. She was carrying some paperwork, and did not seem particularly pleased.
"Charles, we've got some suspicions that the Kane kid has hightailed it to Mauville. We need to let the Police Department there know about this. The kid's got some guts, but we can't let him get away, now can we?"
Charles, distracted by some website that Raphael could not make out, just nodded and grunted in response. The older officer just rolled her eyes and continued.
"Your social networking sites aren't important right now. Just get this thing over with." She then left Charles to his work.
Rapahel stepped down from the window and thought for a moment. Even Charles were distracted, he would eventually do his duty, and in all likelihood, soon. Raphael had to prevent that message from reaching Mauville, but what could he do.
To his luck, he noticed a power switch nearby. It was locked behind a steel box, but that would not be much of a problem. Raphael rummaged through his Pokéballs, and pulled one out. He opened the ball, which spewed a red light that eventually turned into the blue-and-yellow body that belonged to Captain the Lanturn.
"Captain, Discharge," commanded Raphael, pointing at the box. Captain smiled at his master, and released a massive amount of electric bolts from its body. Most of them hit the ground, doing nothing. Other hit and blew apart cardboard boxes. One hit the steel box with a powerful force. Raphael glanced at the window, which went dark. The building's power was out.
A few minutes later, Raphael heard footsteps approaching. He recalled Captain to his Pokéball, then hid behind what few boxes remained. He looked over them, and saw Charles carrying a Pokéball.
The cop opened his Pokéball, and a red light immediately bolted to the ground. A small brown head appeared, poking out of the dirt. It had two small eyes and a large red nose.
"Diglett, I've got some work for you." Charles took out a piece of paper, and tied it around his Pokémon with a string. "I need you to get this message to Mauville ASAP. We've got a scoundrel on the loose, and you're the one we need to let the Police Department there know. Sound like a plan?"
The Diglett chirped heartily, then went on its way. Its trainer watched on, with a look on his face that indicated that he was proud of himself. After a moment, he went back towards the building's entrance.
Raphael cursed to himself, then tried to figure out to stop the Diglett. It would have to go all the way around the city, which would take a good deal of time. Raphael could go through the city, and intercept it at the edge between Rustboro City and Route 116. Getting it to stop was another story.
He spied the shovel lying next to the building, and hatched a plan. He grabbed it, and headed to the Route.
Some time later, Raphael was panting, unable to keep digging. The hole he had dug was deep enough for his purposes, though. The Diglett would be here any moment, and he had to finish his trap.
He pulled out the Pokéball, and released Captain again. He pointed to the hole, and said "Hydro Pump." Captain spewed a a great stream of water into the hole, and jumped into the pool he had created.
Raphael smiled, then looked in the distance. The Diglett was coming in at high speeds. When it saw the trap Raphael it made, its small eyes widened and it tried to halt to a stop. It barely managed to do so before hitting the pool. The small creature panted, glaring at Raphael. It was not in the mood to battle. Raphael, on the other hand, was.
"Captain, again, Hydro Pump." The Pokémon spat another stream of water at the Diglett, which dodged the attack with ease. Raphael's smile faded.
"BubbleBeam." Captain blew a steady stream of bubbles, which flew around and hit the mole Pokémon. The Diglett, enraged, scooped up some dirt and and threw it at the Lanturn. Captain was briefly blinded.
The Diglett seized the opportunity to run up and nick Captain with its nose. Captain was not badly hurt, but it was still helpless.
With its opponent so vulnerable, the Diglett decided to pull its head into the ground with the rest of its unseen body. Raphael watched, first confused and then a little disappointed. He was taken by surprise when the ground started rumbling. He was knocked over by the tremors, which also tossed Captain out of his pool. The two watched the Diglett return to the surface on their side, both the trainer and his Pokémon now dazed.
Raphael surveyed the situation, then came up with one more idea. "Captain, Flail" The Lanturn looked at his trainer, still dazed, then started following orders rolling around shaking its fins and tail wildly. The Diglett was hit by these fins several times, and eventually fainted.
Raphael smiled, then walked up to the Pokémon and removed its message. He opened it up, then wrinkled his face when he saw the message itself.
Raphael could not believe it. He had been duped by a police officer who was more interested in social networking sites than doing his actual job.
He figured that it take a few more hours to get the Police Station's power back on, so he was curious how the message was to be relayed. He looked into the city, and got his answer.
A small gray-and-brown bird was flying in their direction. It had oval eyes and sharp beak, and a slip of paper was tied around its neck. It was a Starly.
When the bird Pokémon saw Raphael in the distance, its eyes began narrow, and it tried fly even faster. It dawned on Raphael that this was no random Starly; It looked to be the same Starly who had grabbed the Teddiursa's ball and flown off with it during the heist nights before.
He looked at the mess before him. The Diglett was down for the count, and Captain could not keep up with the Starly on land. The pool was much smaller now, and it was muddier. This would not help in a situation like this.
"Captain, return." He pulled out the Lanturn's Pokéball and recalled it. He pulled out another and released the black, horned canine inside.
"Vice, we gotta go after that Starly." The Houndoom barked in response. "Alright, let's start with Flamethrower."
The Starly was quickly approaching now. Vice coughed a bit before spitting out a large stream of fire above itself. It hit the Starly just as it passed overhead. When the fire died down, the bird looked outright furious.
The Starly dove towards the Houndoom, and looked to be surrounded by streaks of light. It hit its opponent hard, but Houndoom was not done yet.
"Vice, Leer." The Houndoom glared at the Starly, its eyes turning red. The bird shuddered a bit, but seemed mostly unphased by the attempted intimidation.
The bird again dove towards Vice. This time, however, it glowed blue, and seemed to be flying much faster. It subsequently hit the Houndoom even harder than before, knocking the canine Pokémon into what remained of the pool.
While Vice flailed around and whimpered in the trap, the Starly seized the moment to fly off in the direction of the Rusturf Tunnel. Raphael would have given pursuit immediately, but it would be all for naught without his Houndoom. Or was it?
Thinking quickly, Raphael pulled the Houndoom out of the pool and retrieved his shovel. He briefly considered trying to capture the Diglett, but he had his priorities. With any luck, it would still be here if he came back. With that, he was off.
As the Rusturf Tunnel began to come into view, Raphael noticed that the Starly was about to fly up and over the cave. This would not work for his plans. He turned to Vice, by his side the whole way, and commanded the canine.
"Flamethrower, Vice, we need to get that Starly into the tunnel."
Vice barked, then bounded several yards forward. As the Starly just began to ascend, Vice unleashed a pillar of flame from his mouth. The Starly quickly changed direction, and Vice shot another stream of flame. This went on for a few minutes, until the Starly found that its only option was to go into the cave. It darted in quickly, with Raphael and Vice in hot pursuit.
The barely illuminated cave was rather quit at this time, strange for a cave filled with Whismur. Raphael looked about, and saw the Starly flying towards Verdanturf Town. It looked to be about halfway through at this point.
Raphael judged that the time was right to enact his plan. He took the shovel, and slammed it against the tunnel's wall. The whole cave began to shake, and Whismur all over began shrieking. Eventually, rocks started to come down, and a particularly large pile sealed off the path to Verdanturf. The Starly was now cornered.
Raphael and Vice now approached the bird Pokémon, which trembled slightly. It was glaring at the Raphael, like so many Pokémon before it. Raphael did not mind, however. He just pulled out a Pokéball and grinned.