Michael Evander's Story

Cinder sighed as he remained seated at the main auction table. It was quite common to have the archaeology center hold auctions to those who were rich enough to buy the discovered fossils from the mine. He scoped the bidding party carefully: rich, properly dressed, perfect. He looked at himself and noticed quite a different get-go. This really didn't bother him though. As a fire-type gym leader, he was always a bit impulsive and didn't care about fitting in. However, Cinder's eye then caught glimpse of a rather suspicious character walking in the door. He couldn't just get up and confront him, so Cinder waited until the break appeared, keeping his eye on the shady character.

Seeing as the chief officers of Teams Rocket, Aqua, Magma, Galactic, and Plasma are in his lair, Franky 0.9 had everything closed and all lights on.

"Now, what happened awhile ago, I just wanted to see the look on your faces." Franky said, he commanded some Frost Drones to toss the now de-frosted Micheal at the seats where Team Rocket sat. "This time, kid, play nice."

At the Auction Center...

Fred arrived a few hours later and approached Officer Jenny. He wouldn't be surprised if she was calling Zenith at the moment because he could hear their conversation.

"Well, I sent a signal to the nearest Rider." Zenith said, "He should be with you right about (Fred is now near the Police Woman) now. Bye! (hangs up)"

"Oh, hello there Mister..." Officer Jenny told Fredrick.

"Fredrick. Fredrick Angel." Fred replied, "So, what;s going on?"

"Some Auction was going on and ended with chaos. One of our witnesses is the city's Gym Leader, Cinder Adams." she replied, pointing at a red-haired boy.

Fred approached Cinder and asked, "So, tell me. What happened?"