I brushed against all of the strangers who formed lines into the Pokemon center. �Excuse me, pardon me.� I said as I rushed past them. A fat kid was blocking my path to Nurse Joy. �Hey, can I get by here?� I asked. He didn�t seem to hear me. �Exqueeeeeze me!! Move, you overweight Ken doll!! I need to heal my Pokemon!!� I yelled over the uproar of voices. �Sorry.� he stupidly mumbled.
I walked up to nurse joy. My black cape billowed up behind me like a puff of smoke. �Hi, Joy? Secret agent Illusion, here. I need my Pokemon healed.� I said. �Oh, well thank god you�re not another person who wants to drool at me all day.� she replied, relieved. I lightly handed her my six Pokeballs. �Are you going to battle the Elite Four? Your Pokemon are very healthy.� she asked. �Yes. They need a bit more training, come to think of it.� I responded.
Later, I sat at my desk writing an entry to Pokemon Night Live, a book of secrets that I�d found out about Pokemon. I was writing a list of Pokemon Powers.
Charizard: Energy Burn
Venusaur: Energy Trans
Dragonite: Step In
Blastoise: Rain Dance
Mankey: Peek
Mr. Mime: Invisible Wall
Machamp: Strikes Back
Electrode: Buzzap
Snorlax: Thick Skinned
Muk: Toxic Gas
Vileplume: Petal Dance
Dodrio: Retreat Aid
Venomoth: Shift
Kabuto: Kabuto Armor
Omanyte: Clairvoyance
That was all I had, but then the door opened and a lady (looked about 23 years old) stepped in. �Illusion, you know a lot about Pokemon, right?� she questioned. I nodded. �How do you catch them?� she asked. I slapped my hand against my forehead. �Don�t tell me you don�t know. Throw a Pokeball at your target, and hope you catch it.� I replied. �Thanks....oh, just look at you!! Aren�t you just the cutest little girl anybody�s ever seen!! That reminds of the time when�� she babbled, but I cut her off.
�Well, would you just look at the time!! I�ve gotta go. I guess you�d better be on your way, too.� I shooed her out of my office. �Oh, okay, good bye, Illusion!!� she happily said bye. As soon as she left the room, I slammed the door. �Wheew.� I breathed. I�m too old for the �you�re so cute stuff. Plus, she was probably trying to get me to give her 50,000 bucks or so.
Phase 2: Battle Poke
My thoughts were interrupted by the phone�s ring. I walked over to my desk and picked it up. �Secret Agent Illusion�s shrine. Can you be helped?� I asked in my casual voice. �Illusion, it�s Bomber. There�s something up at Pod Harbor. Let�s go check it out.� my friend Bomber advised. �Bomber? Hold on. Where should I meet you?� I asked. �Meet me at the Seaside Shack. And Bring your Pokemon!!� he told me.
I hung up and hurried to the door. I flipped the sign that said �Up and running� around, so the side that said �Out for lunch� was revealed. I hopped into my silver Honda Accord and drove to the popular restraunt, Seaside Shack.
When I got there, Skypath called to me. �Illusion!! Hey, we haven�t seen you in a while.� he exclaimed, �Not now, Skypath. Bomber and I have a mission. I replied, rushing past him. I spotted Bomber over at another table. �Hey Bomber!!� I called over the noise. He came running to me. �Yo, Illusion!! Let�s get our butts movin!!� he said. We exited the Seaside Shack and hurried to Pod Harbor, which was not too far.
When we got to the dock, we spotted Team Rocket, shooting at the Pidgey that flew through the sky. �They�re always into mischief. Now what?� I whispered to Bomber. I started to walk over there. �Do we have some trouble makers, here?� I daringly asked. �Oooh, Illusion, isn�t it?� Jessie pointed. �And the smart alec, Bomber!!� James added. �You wanna battle? And LOSE?� I butted in. �Sure.� replied Jessie.
�Zubat, go!!� she ordered, throwing a Pokeball. It burst open and Zubat appeared. �Hah!! Is that all?� I laughed scornfully. �Charizard, I choose you!!� I exclaimed, sending out my Charizard. Jessie eyed me suspiciously. �Uhhh...Zubat..bite!!� she aid. Zubat bit my Charizard, but only left a small scrape.
�Charizard, Fire Blast!!� I ordered. Charizard spewed his magical fire at Zubat, knocking him out instantly. �Ch�cheater!!� Jessie yelled in defeat. I grinned. �Pah, Illusion!! You think you�re the best!! DON�T use Charizard this time!! Zubat will win for sure!!� James bragged. �If you say so. Mew, GO!!!!� I commanded. �Zubat, go!!� yelled Jessie.
�Zubat, tackle, now!!� Jessie yelled. Mew used agility and dodged the attack. Then, I commanded the next move. �Mew, Psywave, NOW!!� The Psywave attack echoed all around the harbor, effecting Jessie and James as well.
�Nice work.� exclaimed Bomber as Team Rocket �blasted off� again. �Thanks. But all I have to thank are my Pokemon.� I responded. �You need a ride home?� I asked Bomber. �No. Not really. I can walk.� he replied. I looked at him questioningly. �Hop in.� I finally signalled to my silver Honda Accord. He smiled and hopped in.
Phase 3: Car Chase
We rode down the highway at 45 MPH. That was the speed limit. But still, the cops trailed behind us. Why didn�t we pull over? Those were crooks in the Police Car. They knew I had a nice shrine and wanted my valuables, so they followed me. They didn�t suspect all of the gadgets that my car had, built in.
We sped away from them, down the spiral road. They were still hot on our heels, to be exact. �What a persistent creature,� Bomber exclaimed, looking behind us. He sped up more. He was tailgating us!! �He looks hungry. Eat this, crook!!� I laughed pushing the booster button under my dashboard.
Rocket jets appeared out of my exaust pipes. �Prepare to fire,� I signalled to Bomber. I started the countdown. �Garaden (5), Mazone (4), Kanita (3), Primus (2), and....Bomber (1)!!!� I commanded. Bomber pressed the rocket button, and fire spewed out of the rocket jets, scorching the enemies�s car. Bomber blushed. It was rare that I ever counted down by planets, but it embarrased him that I counted down by Bomberman planets. His parents named him after Bomberman, and as of then, he despised anything that had to do with Boberman. Then, we came to a fork in the road. �Right, or left? I asked. �Uh....right!!� Bomber told me. We turned right and followed the double yellow line. We soon noticed that we had chosen the wrong path...
....the bridge was out!!!! �Illusion, what do we do??!!� Bomber panicked. �Uhhh......uhhh....maybe this�ll work!!� I shakily suggested. I pressed the airplane button. Just as we were bout to sail off of the broken road, my car miraculously spouted jet wings and flew like an army jet.
I flew the plane/Honda all around town. My labor had really kicked in. I landed the vehicle in the parking lot of a Circle K building. I pressed the airplane button again, and the jet wings descended back into the car.
�Whew. Let�s get some chips or something, Bomber.� I exclaimed. �Okay.� he replied as I opened the car door and hopped out. We entered the Circle K building and went to choose our food. I went to the Icee machine and started to fill a cup full of cherry Icee.
�Woah. One day in that car, and I�m already starting to want my own.� he exclaimed. �Yeah. I�m in the mood for a nice movie tonight. Icee?� I asked, handing him a cup. �Sure. I could use a big cup of ice.� he nodded. I giggled and filled his cup full of cherry Icee.
Phase 4: Disappearance
We drove up to my house and I parked the car. �Those robbers.� I exclaimed. �They always get themselves into trouble. They�re not even safe around a Honda Accord.� I added. �Yeah. And I don�t think we are, either.� Bomber giggled. I hopped out. So did he. �Guess I�ll see you around.� he called when I was in my doorway. �Yeah.� I responded.
He started to walk away toward his home. I turned around. �Hey Bomber,� I called. He spun around, too. �Here.� I said, throwing him my car keys. �Really?� he asked, looking bewildered. �Just for tonight.� I corrected. He smiled and hopped into the car.
About an hour later, I heard something that resembled a gunshot. I hurried out to get into my car. When I got out to my driveway, I noticed it had been stolen. �Oh yeah, I lent it to Bomber.� I remembered. I hopped onto my Motorcycle instead.
When I got down to the town, everything was in chaos. Water bursted out of every fire hydrant. Buildings were broken and in pieces. My car was crashed up against a wall. �Big whoop. I�ll get it fixed.� I mumbled. I pulled the car remote out of my pocket and pressed the button with a first aid kit on it. Immediately, my car was fixed and looked good as new.
I didn�t really care. Bomber was missing. I looked around a bit but only found a Raccoon, shot dead by a gun. I looked behind me and saw the Coffee Shop. But there was something moving in the window....
I peeked in the door. A ChronoMew stood in plain view. His armor made him look like a robot. He was toying around with something, too. �Hey metal mouth!! What are you playing with? A choo-choo train?� I yelled. �Much more than that.� he responded in a robotty voice. I walked past him and saw....
�Bomber!!� I screamed. He looked up. �Illusion!! Get me out of here!!� he yelled. He was surrounded in a green glowing light. �I can�t break through this glowy stuff!!� he begged. I touched the green light that shrouded his body and I was immedieately shocked. �Ow!!� I yelled. �Stupid girl.� the ChronoMew exclaimed. �He�s helpless. He can�t break free of electro-beams!!� the ChronoMew laughed.
�Abra, Kadabra, Alakazoo, give me some laxitives, so I can poo!!� the ChronoMew cast a spell on Bomber. The light started to dissapear, carrying Bomber along for the ride. �HELP ME, ILLUSION!!!� he yelled before he dissapeared. �Bomber!!!!� I screamed.
A sound like an explosion filled the air. Tears filled my eyes. �!@#$%^&* you!!� I sobbed angrilly, pushing past the ChronoMew. I exited the broken down Coffee Shop and, with an angry grunt, I hopped into my Accord.
I parked it at Pod Harbor. Smoke was everywhere. When the smoke cleared I saw a girl with her back turned to me. �Hey, do you know anything about this?� I called. She turned to me. �No....I came here to see what was the big BOOM sound.� she replied. �Pokemon Secret Agent Illusion here,� I said, holding up my badge. �Do you need a ride back home, uh....what�s your name?� I offered. �It�s Izzy.� she replied. �Uhh....okay. Hop in, Izzy.� I signalled to her. �Don�t get me wrong Illusion, but I can�t ride home with you. I�m stayin here.� she responded. �Okay. You can ride my motorcycle back home. Just return it.� I offered, hopping into my Accord.
Phase 5: Char�s Drivin
Okay, if there�s one thing I learned that day, it�s something you should remember. Charizards make great playmates, but awful drivers. It started when Charizard broke out of his Pokeball while I drove. I pulled over. �You gotta go to the bathroom?� I asked. Charizard nodded and fidgeted around in his seat. �Sigh. Okay.� I breathed, opening the door. Charizard jumped out and ran into the bushes. �Silly old dino.� I giggled. I climbed into the back seat to look for my Laptop so I could add something onto my website.
No sooner had I turned my back, Charizard had hopped into the driver�s seat. �No. You�re not driving me home. You�re no chauffer.� I told him. Then, I knew it was coming.....
The sad puppy look.
He looked up at me with longing eyes, and pretended to be a sad puppy. He knows I can�t resist the sad puppy look. �Okay. You can drive.� I sighed. He grinned in his Charizard way, and started up the car again.
�Woah!! Yikes!! Slooowwww dooowwwwnnn!!� I yelled as he steered this way and that. I sat in the passenger seat. �You�re gonna total my car!! You don�t have any Life Insurance, Char!!� I called. He lifted one hand off of the steering wheel. �NO!! DON�T PRESS THAT BUTTON!!� I cried. He didn�t listen and pressed it anyway. He just pressed the Semi button, and my poor little silver Accord transformed into a huge Semi carrying a propane tank on its back.
�You had to press that button.� I moaned as Char sped down the road. �Now you�d better not press the.....� I trailed off as he pushed another button. �.....airplane button!!!� I yelled as he pressed it. Now the Accord transformed into an airplaine. and worst of all, there was still a propane tank on it�s back.
Now, Char wildly fooled around with every button. He pressed the Helicopter button, and the accord was transformed into a copter with airplane wings and a propane tank. Char cackled wildly as he looked in the mirror and saw what he had done to my car. He pressed the Submarine button. Now my car transformed into a Semi-copter-airplane-marine. If you�re wondering what that is, your guess is as good as mine.
�Char,� I said as we hovered in the air, �if you want to transform into something different, please RELEASE the previous button that you pushed.� I sighed, slapping my hand to my forehead. He released the Semi, Copter, Airplane and Submarine buttons and we turned back into a normal Accord. �Char!!! I meant land this thing first!!� I yelled as we fell through the air. Char looked hurt. He sadly pressed a button that I hadn�t tried yet, and....
.....a parachute sprouted out of the top of my Honda Accord!! �Hey, I never thought of that.� I exclaimed. Char blushed. We landed with a gracefull thud back on the road. Like I said, Charizards make great playmates, but awful driers.