Agent London Flareon Volume 3 🇬🇧🇯🇵🇸🇪🇫🇷🇮🇪🇩🇪

Chapter 43: Clearing Fog

Germany

"Mommy!" Tyler and Lydia shout as Delevio walks into the hotel room. The smaller Pokémon come over and hug their mother who hugs them back as well.

"How are you both doing?" Delevio asks them.

"We were really bored" Tyler says.

"I bet you were! But I got you guys something on my way back from my conference!" Delevio says, handing Lydia a heart shaped necklace, the Eevee excitedly jumps up and down and gives her mother a hug. Tyler received a martial arts book, at first the Riolu was confused but then he saw his mother's smile and felt some relief.

"Why did you get me this..."

"One, your a fighting type. Two, if you wanna follow in daddy's footsteps and become a cool fighting master like him I suggest starting there.

The Riolu grumbles and walks away with the book. Delevio sighs but Lydia with a playful tackle knocks her over interrupting her thoughts, she smiles as Lydia continued to laugh and hug her.

"Tyler we're leaving for Paris in the morning. Don't forget to pack up, ok?" Delevio says.

The Riolu sighs, Yes mom"

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Canada

Ketster sighs as he holds his head.

“This fucking paperwork is going to be the end of me.” Hiemdall the Espeon walks in with more paperwork.

“I leave for what, three, four fucking months? You were supposed to be doing this shit!”

“I was called in to Ottawa shortly after Hiccup disappeared, once we were alerted you returned, I was allowed to return, then your little battle happened, and now we’re here doing paperwork.”

“Arceus almighty.” Ketster sighs as thunder rumbles nearby.

“It’s a clear day out, isn’t it?”

“Yup.” Ketster stands up.

“We need to do something about this crap. Kai is crawling around this area, we haven’t exactly had much luck looking for them because of this mountain of paperwork and I am not willing to send normal Pokémon to do our job.” Ketster sighs again as he picks up his pen as he’s about to go back to his paperwork when he hears Hiemdall drop the stack of papers he was holding onto the floor.

“Hiemdall?” Ketster looks over to see Hiemdall on his knees covering his head with his paws as his eyes and gem glowed blue.

“The sensors.” Ketster whispers as he rushes to Hiemdall’s side.

“What do you see, Hiemy, what do you see?”

“So… much. All sensors active.” He strains. Ketster places his paws on Hiemdall’s head as his own eyes glow amber as he dives into the psychic feed.

“They all activated at once.” He whispers astonished at the revelation. “They can cloak themselves from a psychic search. Pull yourself from the feed, now!” Ketster’s eyes continue to glow amber as Hiemdall’s stop glowing but he holds his head in residual pain.

“Get to the comms, everyone needs to be teleported to their tertiary positions.” Ketster stands up slowly as he holds his head.

“And call all of our allies, tell them ‘The Guardians have fallen’.” Hiemdall races away to get a communication out as Ketster walks to his desk and pulls out a small box that could hold a pistol. He opens it to find what resembles an Everstone.

“Full send it is. No survivors.” The stone starts to glow as he picks it up and an alarm sounds.

“Attention all GTF members and visitors, ‘Scorched Earth Protocols’ are now active, evacuate via the gym. Prepare for teleportation.”