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In the shadows of the gym, a man with violent red-hair lurked. He listened with an uncanny look on him. Though he looked well-kept and he appeared no threat, looking upon him made your stomach drop. Like the plague.
He grabbed a microphone, "The gatekeepers were right. Six people went into the Bastion gym via side entrance other than the city gates. I am able to identify a few voices from recordings brother gave me from past encounters. Calleo. Local gym leader. Aaron. He's a gym leader from Anchore. Aero. No real data on him. There are three others so I'm forced to assume that they are Eric, Shira and Daniel."
There was static and a voice came back, "Good work. I will let Thieth know. Unfortuneatly, the police have been trying to find our radio channel. They'll have it soon and we won't be able to talk. Keep tailing them but if they see you, figure something quick. Your Magikarp isn't gonna help you out here."
"Right," he shut off the radio.
"Hey you. You're Thieth's brother aren't you?" The man turned his head so sharply it could've fallen off. He looked wide-eyed at the person in front of him.
"You really shouldn't listen in to other people's conversations."

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Inside the gym, the six trainers looked through papers on the layout of the city. They dicussed tatics from offense to retreat. Suddenly, the gym doors opened.
An asian boy, wearing bandages around his head, parts of his chest, and a torn tee-shirt came through. His pants covered a splint on his leg. He was covered in debree, burns, and had a stain on his pant leg that looked horribly like blood. He brushed his black hair from his eyes.
He sank on the ground and let out something between a groan and a cry.
"Hey Aaron, Calleo. Wondering how you two were doin'." The boy then reached into his pocket and revealed some Sitrus berries.
"Calleo, got any more?"
"Anthony! It's been a while!" Aaron went forward to help the boy up.
Calleo turned to the other trainers, "This is the kid who fought Theith. His name's Anthony."
Anthony looked up again, surveyed the slightly stunned older kids and smirked. He then said with a strain in his voice, "Heh heh... Welcome to battle guys..." He thanked Aaron as he sat on a bench.
Aero looked at Anthony. 'This is the kid?' he was thinking. 'He looks like he was just found lieing in an alley...'
Anthony looked up, "By the way, I suggest we move. I took care of the f***ing "a" hole who was listening in on you people but his friends are on the way..."
The gym leaders winced slightly at the boys language and then nodded. If someone was listening in, they better move.
"Oh wait a second... It seems I haven't learned your names. I'm a quick learner. Say it clearly though, I think I'm still having side-affects from some morons Hyper Voice attack!"

Anthony looked up, "Alex? The psy..." His voice trailed off as some articles on people in the Bombur Region played through his mind.
He shook his head, he tugged a bandage to make sure it was tight and then walked over to a healing machine in the corner. He healed his pokemon and came back.
"Well Calleo? Do you have something here that'll keep this place secure or..." He coughed a little blood, wiped his mouth and continued, "...do we hafta move?"

Anthony smirked. He gazed lazily at Aero, "If I remember all your introductions, you're Aero, light?" (Note: He means "right". I talk like that occasionally)
The boy sat up a little to get his weight off his chest, "I heard about that from some of Thieth's peons. 'm'not sure how reliable their information is but apparently Thieth is testing people to see how strong they are. He probably used weaker pokemon then he is using today. I doubt that he wasn't trying to beat you though," Anthony let out a deep sigh, "I fought him just today. B****rd knocked me out. He thinks he's makin' some kinda perfect world... a utopia. He's just makin' a mess though. Something for people like us to clean up."
Anthony bit his lip. He popped a sitrus berry into his mouth like candy though the berry is very sour. He felt in his pocket a bit more.
"Aw carp! I'm out of berries!" He sighed again. He then turned to the other trainers in the room, "Hey, can one of you get me to the pokemon center? I left my extra clothing and food there... not that I have much food anyway."
The kids looked at each other uncertainly. Wasn't exactly the best time to go out for a stroll. And the pokemon center was across the city by some 100 meters.
Anthony grabbed a fallen branch from a tree and used it to help himself up. He wobbled slightly, trying his best to even his footing. Then he walked towards the door.
"If you guys aren't coming, forget it," he said, "I can fend for myself well enough to make it." He yawned, scritched his head and called out, "I'll be back in like 20-30 minutes, 'k?" He left the building.

((Outside))
Anthony was halfway down the road whe he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and reached into his pocket for an extra flare he had saved. He squinted into the smog as the figure approached. A white outfite shown through.
"Oh! Aaron! Sorry, I was about to launch a flare at you! Oops!"
Aaron looked at him, "again?"
"Um... What do yuh mean by again?" Aaron sighed.
"Nevermind. Let's get as close to the Pokemon Center as fast as we can. We don't wanna be..." His voice trailed off and he groaned.
Anthony looked at him, "What was that? You trailed off."
"... caught in a crossfire." Aaron pointed around.
Anthony looked around them. They were surrounded by trainers. All had pokemon out. There was a Machoke, a Marshtomp, Scizor... many outlandish others too.
"Oh great. Let's get on with it..." He pulled out a pokeball...
"GO!"

"That was handled very quickly," remarked Anthony, "Go Nevermore!" Nevermore appeared out of it's pokeball.
"Nevermore, I need you to be above us and alert us on any approaching trainers." He threw another pokeball.
"Divertide, I need you to watch Nevermore's back. If Nevermore's attacked, defend it until you can get away. We'll be back for you."
With that, Anthony and Aaron turned and continued running. Every now and then, glimpses of other battles could be seen through alleyways. Periodically, they had to stop and duck to dodge a misfired attack from some wild battle.
As they rounded the corner, Bastion's Pokemon Center loomed ahead. Around it stood several officers of the law. Anthony looked at Aaron.
"I'm not sure if they'll let me in. I kinda snuck out while I was supposed to be in medical treatment." He looked sheepish.
"Yo gym leader," A man walked up. He glared at them.
"Um... Aaron. On second thought, lets just go in," Anthony looked around with such fear, that his eyes practically burged from their sockets.
"Trying to run, Anthony? That won't work and you know it."
"Anthony," Aaron asked, "Who's that guy? You know him?"
"Deduction skills! We should have given you a descrition of him! Aw geez. That man, the one with the red hair and eyes, is the one who threw together this whole d*** party! Thieth! Let's just get in the center quickly!"