I own nothing. Same idea as my story Sinnoh Surprise, but it has a different plot (obviously) and the characters and their backgrounds are different.

Kanto Kidnapping

SPOV

Today was your average day in Hollywood. I was quite content at not being bothered until…

"Ah! What the heck are you doing?" I screeched as I was pulled into a gloomy, forgotten storage room.

A dark figure pulled me inside. I tripped and fell into a pile of old, dusty costumes. The figure closed and locked the door. I heard the soft click.

"What's-?" I started, but the shadowy figure swept over to me and placed a hand on my mouth. I was panicking and trying to bite the guy's hand but it wasn't working.

"Shhh!" I heard the figure whisper. My eyes widened and I stopped trying to speak. In other words, I was paralyzed. I recognized that voice, but it didn't make any sense. What would he want from me? More importantly he wouldn't go through the trouble of pulling me into the room when he could just talk to me in my dressing room… would he?

"Where is he? He has one of the only keys to the light switch!" I heard a voice call from outside the door. The hallway lights had gone out. A flashlight's beam scanned over the area, at one point shining through the glass of the door. The glint of light stayed long enough to light up half of the dark figure's face.

I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't believe it. I was being kidnapped by… him?

"I'm not kidnapping you," Chad said, completely reading my mind. He had on a long black overcoat and a black brimmed hat. You would think he was a detective or a spy or something.

I tried to scoot away from Chad.

"W-What d-do you w-want?" I stuttered. My back was against the wall, but Chad hadn't moved an inch.

I felt a narrow tail brush against my skin. I turned to look in the direction of whatever it was that passed by, but all I saw was a pair of glowing yellow eyes. I recognized those eyes. They were the eyes of a luxray.

"I need… help," Chad said, beckoning to his luxray at the same time. He patted it and said, "good boy, Bolt."

Something stirred deep in the bowls of my mind…

Flash back

I was twelve. I ran around the shores of Sunyshore while on vacation with my parents. While splashing in the water, something caught my eyes. Flashes of light were glimmering inside the walls of the gym. Volkner, the gym leader there, was a good friend of my dad's, so I hoped he wouldn't mind. Volkner had been complaining to my dad about how he was so bored with fighting weak trainers.

I sprinted to the door and scrambled inside. A boy of about fourteen stood at the left side of the battle field. He had blond hair that shimmered when a bolt of lightning crackled to the ground. His electric blue eyes were soft, but they were firm. They commanded respect but they were friendly.

"Charge beam!" he called out to his luxio out in the field. A beam of light shot from the luxio's mouth and slammed into Volkner's raichu. The raichu fell to the ground.

The boy's eyes brightened and his eyebrows were raised in arcs.

"I did it!" he cheered, "I finally did it!"

He threw his arms up in the air in celebration. His luxio came bounding over to him, tail raised high. The boy knelt down next to it. He patted it on the head and said, "Good boy, Bolt!"

He turned his head to look at me, and for the second time ever, electric blue met fiery brown.

I was quickly brought back to reality.

"Sonny, what's wrong?" Chad asked, eyebrows scrunched together.

"I… I remembered… something," I said, thoughtfully looking at Chad. He couldn't be that boy. Chad's eyes were harsh and soulless. But when I looked at Chad, his eyes were soft and caring.

After an awkward silence, Chad was the first to speak.

"I need your help, Sonny. My sister was kidnapped today while on a business meeting in the Kanto region. She's the Sinnoh league's champion, and she has some of the strongest Pokémon in the world. If team rocket, team magma, or team galactic get their hands on her pokemon… well, let's just say we'll have major problems. I know you grew up in the Kanto region, so I need your help. The fate of the world depends on it."

This was a tough decision to make. Should I go? Okay, I lied, this was an easy decision to make.

" When do we leave?" I asked.

Chad smiled in acknowledgement of the word 'we'.

"Now," he said.

"Hiya!" The boy said waving to me. He smiled in a goofy, lighthearted way. Volkner walked over to the boy and handed him a badge.

"You earned this," Volkner said, "I'm proud of you."

The boy took the badge and grinned. He said good-bye to Volkner before sprinting over to me. For the first time, I realized he might be surprised to see a soaked girl in a two piece swim suit watching a match between two electric type Pokémon.

"What's your name?" he asked scanning me from head to toe to head.

"Al," I replied bitterly. Obviously he just wanted to check me out.

"uh… sorry?" he said, widening his eyes and raising only one eyebrow, "Are you cold in that? The air conditioning is always turned up all the way in here. Electricity generates a lot of heat."

"Kind of," I stated as though it didn't matter. He took of his jacket (which was electric blue lined with yellow in a way similar to Volkner's) and wrapped it around me. The jacket's material was silky, yet it kept me at just the perfect temperature.

"So… uh… what's your name?" I asked, pulling the jacket around my shoulders. It was a little too big for me, but I would have been surprised if it had fit.

"Everyone calls me 'Thunder'," he said, "but it's not my real name."

We were sitting in the bleachers on the side of the battle field.

"Well, what's your real name?"

"It's horrible! You wouldn't want to hear!" he said smirking.

"Go on!" I insisted, "tell me!"

"My name's 'Chadwick'. It's terrible, right?" He said, "Just call me Thunder."

"Did it ever occur to you to shorten your name to 'Chad'?" I asked sarcastically.

"No, it didn't. Everyone's always called me Thunder, so I think I'll keep it that way," 'Thunder' stated, crossing his arms, "And how about you? 'Al' sounds like a guy's name. Is 'Al' your full name or a nickname?"

"It's a nickname. My full name is Allison," I said.

"You should come up with something more original. Like… uh… Ally? No. Son? No… Son…son..ny… SONNY!" He shouted the last word so loud I almost fell off the bleacher.

"That's it! Your new nickname is 'Sonny'." Thunder stated. He crossed his arms as though this made it final.

"Whatever!" I said, "You can call me whatever you want 'cause I'll probably never see you again anyways!"

Thunder and Bolt turned to leave when a little girl about eight years old ran up to him. She had the same exact outfit on as Thunder, but everything was her size (except the jacket, which was a little big on her.) The little girl had brown hair and electric blue eyes. A shinx trailed behind her.

"Thunder! Wait for me! Daddy said you have to help me!" cried the little girl, "Me and Sunshine wanna battle!"

Thunder looked across the gym to where Volkner stood waiting for new opponents.

"Do I have to?" Thunder called out. Volkner nodded and grinned, his blond hair shining and his electric blue eyes telling his son that it was necessary to help his little sister.

Soooooooooooo…... how was it? I would appreciate it soooooooooooooo much if you reviewed oh kind reader… please? I mean, I'm not begging or anything! Psh! No! I don't beg for reviews! Ha ha… ha… ha… ha?