Zane Ortiga's Story

As Zane awoke, he slowly sat up and brought one of his hands to his face. He felt like that he had the absolute worst hangover possible as he swung his legs off the bed. 'Where the hell am I?' Zane thought to himself as he took in his surroundings, a stark white room which was more of a prison cell than a room. He then began to panic where were his Pokemon? Zane tried to stand up only to find his legs give out underneath as a wave of pain shot throughout his body, he cried out in pain as he fell hard against the floor. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He asked no one in particular as he raised his head off the cold floor wincing as he did so, slower than the first time he picked himself up off the floor.

Zane now stood on his two feet leaning against the wall as he used it to support himself as he made it to his cells door. He could hear voice's outside, his only worry was for his Pokemon and where they were, he needed to make sure they were safe. He finally made it to the door and thankfully his strength was returning to him, Zane just listened in to what the others where saying. So at least he wasn't alone and others had lost there Pokemon as well. He watched much to his horror from his small window only to see men dressed in white drag a girl away. He smashed his fist into the door, "Hey? What is going on here!"

EEVEE: lands the finale blow on a Pikachu girl. she looks around at of the room to see if any are dead but they all were alive she sighing and turns into her normal Eevee form. Emily: "huh? what happened?" Dr. Red: "you won now please go back to your cell" Emily dose as told