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Pokémon The Sealment Start Up

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Max was riding on his motorcycle through the city of Hearthrome. He was jumping from building to building looking down at the virtual banner that was giving a commercial on pokemonsoda. Max looked up front. He saw an intersection, he crossed it and started riding down the building. "It should be around here" he activated his amplifier and zoomed in on his location. "Right over there" he pointed past the straight away.
 
Dante was tense, Ray gun at the ready. He was in the PWP training courses, sharping his skills for the battlefield. Two targets popped out and Dante shot them where the liver was. Two more and he shot them in the neck. Three more and he blasted them in the heart. One popped up behind him and was thusted in the heart with his Beam katana. The lights went up, signaling the end. Dante shifted out of his tense form and reloaded his gun. "Man, why do you even come here?" Asked Trevor, the guy in charge of the training course. "Because I want to." Dante spoke, in a deep voice.

((Think Batman from the Dark Knight))
 
Max got off in front of the bar. He looked at his watch 10:45. "Time to go to work" he took off his helmet and started walking in. HIs mission find a spy from the Renaissance that was smuggling important data from the PWP. "He has to be here somewhere, his profile says he's a drunk" he started looking around the bar
 
Dante was driving around town on his classic Aero-hog. He pulled into a stop at a bar. He went in and sat down. "Shot of whiskey, on the rocks. Not too strong." Dante ordered to the barkeep. "Wimp on alcolhol?" The man asked goodnaturely. "No. Got a job." Dante replied.
 
"On beer please' Max ordered after he sat down. "He activated his amplifier so that he could see the faces of everyone around closer. He spotted the guy sitting on the seats that were on the side of te bar. He got up and walked up to the man.

"What is it?" the man grunted, he could barely hold himself up with how drunk he was. Max sat down.

"I'm here to talk to you about a business" he said taking out a letter.

"What might this business be?" the man asked.

"I need you to give me the info you have on the PWP I'm the guy you're suppose to meet with' Max looked at him with a serious look; he was good at faking identities.

"Oh right" he man laughed taking a suitcase out. Max grinned and started reching for his gun.
 
Dante heard into the conversation. He heard the gun being drawn, so, he drank his shot, winced as the alchohol passed through his throat, and pulled out his Ray gun to the man's head. "Drop the gun." His voice was very deep and scary, the man dropped the briefcase.... and his bladder. "Nice." Dante remarked at the stench of urine.
 
Dante sighed. "On your feet." Dante ordered, roughly picking him out. He pulled out a twenty of the local currency. "Sorry for the mess." Dante said. He pulled the man outside and ordered for a pick-up via radio.
 
"Must you bring that out?" Dante asked. "Besides...." He paused and a PWP containment van showned up. "...it's time to take out the trash." Dante said, ushering the man into the van.The man made a wild swing, but Dante knocked him out by activating his stun gloves and landing a palm strike on the drunk's chest.
 
"There's a saying, 'Swallow your pride for the sake of your comrades,' have you heard of it?" Dante asked, then got on his Aero-hog. He rode to the driver's side of the van, and said, "Be sure to include me in the report." "Where you heading?" "A drive." Dante said, then made a left and left.
 
Vance had been nursing a glass of scotch the entire time, and had watched the two men gang up on his fellow Renaissance member. Vance didn't interfere for two reasons. The first was that he could care less about the Renaissance and their cause: he was just in it for the money and because he had nothing better to do with his life. The second reason was that he plain didn't like the man.

"Another double." Vance tapped the bar and the barkeep quickly slid him another glass. Although he had been drinking a reasonable amount of liquor, Vance still had his wits about him, and he was waiting to see if the two PWP members planned on coming back.
 
Max put his gun back. He got on the motorcycle and left.

***

The next morning he was giving his report. "I got the suitcase and the man is now in questioning, although, I probably would've made it better if another member wouldn't have interrupt me" he said with a stern tone.

"Who?" the captain asked.

"I don't know his name I think it'sDante or something" he turned around and walked out of the office.
 
Dante rose out of his bed at 7 in the morning in his apartment in Hearthome City. All he was wearing was a white undershirt and navy blue pajama bottoms. And he had the upper body that would make a woman have wet dreams over. He took a quick shower, then put in a couple slices of bread in the toaster. He poared himself a glass of orange juice, then the butter when the toast was finished. He then bite into the toast after they have been buttered up.
 
Max walked over to the bus station. The floating bus got there a few minutes after. He got on and sat down as he looked out the window. "It's been almost a year since the attacks started, there's people all around and they're either comrades or enemies" Max turned to look at the people in the back seat. "That's why I always have to keep a look out
 
"Stupid clock!" Vance slammed his alarm clock to stop the incredibly annoying beeping that the small digital clock was emitting. Groaning, he pulled himself out of bed. He was only wearing a pair of grey sweats as he walked into the bathroom to pull himself together. His green eyes were dimmer than usual, but Vance knew that after his first cup of coffee they would be back to their normal brightness.

Running his hand through his messy blonde hair, Vance decided that it was pointless to try and fix it. *She always liked it messy...* Vance looked away from the mirror as this thought crossed his mind. *It's been four years... And I haven't even thought about dating since...*

"Enough of this." Vance said resolutely before he washed his face, brushed his teeth and left the bathroom.
 
Dante dressed himself in civilian clothing (with his Beam katana hidden in a pocket) - jeans with nikes, a jungle green shirt with a grey sword on the right arm. He went to his garage and took out an Aero-board. He "skated" his way to a a house. He knocked two times. It opened to reveal a aging woman. "Oh, Dante, how are you?" The woman said, hugging him. "I'm fine, mom." He said in a more natural voice that didn't sounded so forced and grating.
 
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