The grogginess he felt was bumped in his mind. He groaned and there was a high-pitched squeal in his ear. "Ugh... Seraph... were we up late again last night?"
Only there was no bright light behind his eyelids, and he didn't really want to get up just yet. His Eevee, Seraph, once again nudged the side of his head and squealed into his ear. The cries were panicked. "Augh! Okay, okay, I'm up. What's the ma--"
As Brian sat up and rubbed his face, he opened his eyes and stopped altogether.
Where were they? Shadows everywhere..."Oooooh-kay?"
This was new. How did they get here? He retraced the timeline in his head. He was walking down... route 102? Or was it 12? Well, anyway, he was walking, and saw some strange pokemon that the pokedex didn't have listed... He sent out Seraph to battle it and it used some kind of weird wave... that was the last thing he remembered.
He glanced at Seraph, who was now nudging his right belt loop and looking up at him expectantly. Without really thinking about it, he put his hand where Seraph had put his nose and felt the three pokeballs at his hip.
Three pokeballs. Something was wrong with that, but what...?
He blinked. He looked at Seraph, who whined sadly.
Brian looked around frantically. Where were they? The rest of his pokemon were gone! Had he been robbed? But why would they leave him with three? Why not take all of them? So had he lost them? Was he missing anything else? He noticed his bag was still there and rooted through it in a panic. He checked and double-checked, but nothing else he remembered being in there seemed to be missing.
He stood up, thinking perhaps that if he did, they'd magically reappear, but they didn't. They were just gone.
He fell to his knees. He could feel the tears seeping forth behind his eyeballs, making his eyes damp. He'd never lost anyone before. He didn't think he even had any dead relatives. Where had his pokemon gone? Were they okay? What was going on? Who was that little V-shaped pokemon?
Seraph nudged the side of his knee, nuzzling up to him sympathetically. He reached down automatically and stroked the side of her neck and let out a long sigh. It was a terrible situation.
He perked up his ears as he heard the familiar tone over the loudspeaker to get the attention of the public.
“Would the following people please report to the Science Centre located in the middle of the City: Severus Hale, Pau Momoshi, Lemres Topaz, Derringer Hawkings, Zackary Lysine, Sam Ghyslain, Rebastan Lane, Jeff Moore, and Brian O'Reily. As our big contest winners, you get a very exclusive viewing of our grand show. Please head to the Science Centre straight away. Thank you, and have a good day.”
Contest? Had he entered a contest? Was he going to win something special, like, his three missing pokemon?
He sighed again. Sitting here like a lump wasn't going to help any. He took Seraph into his arms, nuzzled her against his cheek and then set her down so he could stand up. As she walked around his feet expectantly, he checked the remaining two pokeballs. Cobalt... and Zen. His Riolu and Absol, respectively.
He sighed one more time. At least he had three of his best friends with him. He tried not to think about it and made his way towards the science center.
He forgot that he had never even been in this place before and got himself lost. He was looking around for about five minutes before getting directions to the Center, and finally made his way through the automatic sliding doors. There was already a huge group there, and the local Professor seemed to be greeting them enthusiastically.Looks like everyone's here,
he thought to himself. "Hey, sorry I'm late, couldn't find the place."
The Science Center was grand, and he stared around at it in amazement. Seraph was hiding behind one of his legs, looking at the other pokemon and trainers cautiously. He pondered briefly if he should be cautious right now, as well.