5AM, Unova.
The stealth chopper flew out of Black City, leaving the survivors stranded. They where cold, huddling against a wall littered with their pictures in wanted signs. They had a long journey ahead of them.
Edan sighed, a cloud of mist forming with his breath. "So. What now?" He asked, tired already.



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