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As I ran from the cops through the streets of Jubilife, I heard sirens. Police cruisers and bikes. Most likely, there were unseen dangers as well, psychics teleporting in, cops riding in on gogoat, arcanine and rapidash, cops with herdier tracking me. I dived into a first story window, surprised a dining family. Broke another window, dodging shotgun rounds and a bullet seed from their father and resident bellsprout. Suddenly, a man appears on the street in front of me, wearing jeans and a t-shirt that says 'Yeah, I'm a perambulating dictionary. So what?' "Hold up, Jab, your going to fast! Your skipping several parts of speech that would be helpful to the reader," he says, holding his hand out in front of me.

"I don't have time for parts of speech! I'm being chased by corrupt cops out to beat the Hell out of my eevee, and put me in jail!" I push through the man, making him seemingly dissolve in a flash of purple light. I paid no mind to the teleportation at the time, I was too busy running for my life. "Damn English teachers and their damn parts of speech," I mutter. My own tee was blue, black sweatpants adorning my legs. My black hair streamed as I fled, my green eyes were wide with terror.

Angie! I haven't mentioned what happened to her yet! In my chase, I forgot about her. My tears as I realize this were comparable to Water Gun at low blast. Then I heard "Arceus, Jab, your so dense sometimes." It was my aunt's Gardivior. She had teleported in and read my mind. I resisted the urge to smack it, knowing that it would only slow me down and knowing she tracked me meant that the cops couldn't be far behind. As I ran, she floated casually beside me. "What do you want, Garden? Do you know where Angie is?" I got a shock to the foot. I tripped and as I fell to the pavement, I saw a purple glow surrounding me. I was getting teleported.

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I woke to a bright light, a vast contrast to the Jubilife ghetto. A pretty woman with a brown bob and green eyes like mine was brushing my hair aside as she sang softly. Angie was curled up at my feet, and Garden was sitting next to a roaring fireplace on a wooden rocking chair, a vanilice near her. My aunt's house. I was safe for the moment. Now, I know what you're thinking, that entire chase was a dream? Well, no. It wasn't. I still heard the sirens in the distance and I felt too tired for it to have been just a run in my dreams. My Aunt Marlena walked in from an adjacent room, most likely the kitchen. I didn't look. She had on a green top and matching yoga pants. When she saw me, she gasped. "Garden, what exactly did he do this time?"

"Nothing, I swear," I say. "It was the cops! They tried to beat Eevee, but then I went back in time, and then I saw an English teacher..." I was thoroughly confused by this point, but Marlinna nodded like she understood. "It was you birthday recently, yes? Here is your present." She handed me a pokeball. I opened it, releasing a Herdier.

"Your giving me Dexter? But why?"

"You are a special child, with special gifts. That dream, that vision. It was an indication of your hidden talents," She handed me a second ball, one I recognized. "Now, there is something I need to show you about our family. But I need to show you it in our family mansion."

"We have a fucking mansion? And I've been homeless for the past year and you've been living in this run-down shack of a house?"

"Yes. We do not own the mansion. It is the family mansion. Not ours. Now, hold onto my arm," she said as a blue glow envelops us both. And with that, we are gone. After we left, Garden sighed. "That idiot is my son? Im so embarassed..."

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