Weathering The Storm... (A Pokemon OC Story)

Chapter 14: Training to Fight the Storm!

The rubble path eroded under Harry's feet, as he sprinted towards Petalburg. Harry's breathing gained irregular tempo as he constantly took glances at his fainted Treeko in his arms. He wasn't sure what damage those people had done to it. But, he didn't want to take any sort of risk. So, as soon as he entered within the city boundaries, he ran up to the first person he saw and frantically spoke,

"I need to know where the Pokemon Centre is, please."

The person looked down at Treeko and immediately understood the anxiety-ridden voice, and pointed over to a small building with a Pokeball chiselled into its face. Harry immediately sprinted to the building, not bothering to even thank the person. He almost tripped multiple times in his advance towards the Centre but managed to arrive unscathed.

The door swung open, scaring everyone inside the building, as Harry approached the desk and frantically asked Nurse Joy,

"Can I please get Treeko healed up. It's been badly injured in a battle."

Nurse Joy nodded and scooped up Treeko, taking Harry's Pokeball as well, and then disappearing into a back room. Harry took a deep breath, calming his nerves after being stricken with anxiety over whether Treeko would get worse over the time it took to get to the Pokemon Centre.

"But, it's fine now. You've got Treeko in the care of a professional. It'll be fine in a couple of hours."

He took a step backwards from the desk and then felt a small tap on his shoulder. He looked around to find Lucas smiling at him, with Ellie standing nearby.

"You finally arrived! How are you doing?"

"It could be going better."

"Huh?", Lucas's smile disappeared as he noticed Harry's nervous face, "Hey, what happened?"

"Well, I was just on Route 102. Then, some people with an S on their suits came out of nowhere and attacked me and Treeko! I was lucky to get out with Treeko, but Treeko was quite injured after battling one of their Pokemon."

"That's awful! But, did you say that they had an S on their suits?"

"Yeah, why?"

Zorua's Pokeball rattled, and Lucas pet the Pokeball, whispering,

"It's okay. They're not here."

The Pokeball stopped shaking and Lucas took a breath,

"Well, the same group attacked Route 101 and stole a bunch of Zorua. The one in my Pokeball is the only survivor."

A solemn moment followed, Lucas taking a second to reflect on the event and Harry being thankful that none of his Pokemon ended up being taken.

"That's awful. Do the police know about this?"

"The Petalburg Police Force do. Plus, what would you have to add? Did you manage to get a name>

"No, they only yelled something about storms when I ran away."

The trio thought for a second, and then Ellie pitched up with an idea.

"What if the S on their suits stands for storm? That would make their team, Team Storm."

"Well, we might have a name for the police. And, they could try and catch them."

"I could help with that.", a voice from behind spoke. Harry turned around to find a Pokeball on the desk, with Nurse Joy standing behind it.

"I overheard your conversation, and I can call the police and explain everything."

"Are you sure?" Lucas asked, wanting to help as much as he could, not wanting anything that happened to Zorua to happen to any other Pokemon. But, Nurse Joy smiled confidently and replied,