FadeThePikachu

“What was the point in taking my blood…?” Jon still didn’t feel well, while he followed after his dad; he didn’t see anyone else inside. “While Dr. Crow is a great doctor, I don’t think he’s done a good job at identifying the correct things…” Jon didn’t understand what he was getting at as the two went through the… hole that used to be their door. Outside, there were lights put together by the Guard Handlers to see better as they got to making sure people were alright, a few were focused on the Pell’s home, specifically the door, attempting to replace it, others were investigating the injured Pokémon-he couldn’t believe that little cat took that damage and was still… alive… but he was grateful at least. He still felt a bit of regret about where they were all heading though... Jon was about to ask for details about everything going on, but Joseph continued. “He specifically focuses on Percentage, but there’s far more to it than that, especially for us.” Joseph led Jon around the side

"Regretfully, we haven't seen activity in this area," While he intended to return home as quickly, Joseph still had an obligation to his squad to make sure their mission completed, but no reports were coming in, good or bad. "There were hints of the area being lived in, but also hints of recent departure…" "Which direction?" There was a nervous silence in the air for a moment. "Thankfully away from the sectors." Joseph shared a combined sigh of relief with everyone. The destroyed and hollowed out buildings of the Abandoned Zone met the group, who took time to think back on the events that left this place in ruin. "Let's see what we can salvage and make sure the area's secured, understood?" Joseph's request was met with confirmations and quick departures of the Guard Handlers, forming small teams to rummage through various buildings, bringing back anything that could be recycled. One team stumbled out carrying a decrepit fridge. "Pokémon eat anything… won't they…?" Joseph overheard

“So, that’s what he looks like?” Tanya had reached her destination, choosing a spot at the station to relax and continue her conversation with Jerrod. “I feel like I might’ve seen this guy a couple times…” Tanya mused, studying the image sent to her phone; it showed what appeared to be a family photo, much to her curiosity. “Great, at least we have an idea of who to watch out for now…” Jerrod heaved a sigh over the phone, Tanya grumbling and adjusting her earbuds. “Let’s not sigh that loud into your phone…” Tanya complained. “Anyway, that photo makes me wonder… the Foundation member you said was concerned about this guy… are they related to him? Are they in this image?” There was a brief silence. “From my knowledge, no, not in the picture and I can’t ask right now… everyone's asleep...” Time zone differences made this whole task tedious, but for some reason, Tanya had the feeling Jerrod dodged the question. “I wish I knew who was actually pulling the strings on this, too… it’s