((Nice intro to Blane x3 Don't forget to register him. I'm very fascinated by this idea.))<br/><br/>**Pewter City -- Museum**<br/><br/>The inside of the museum was dark, darker at least than it would have been during the day. Only a few lights were left on, just enough to illuminate each room so that it wouldn't be pitch black. The skeletal remains of massive pokemon looming in the corners hosted a spooky quality, making the place seem almost haunted.<br/><br/>The men moved along one of the interior walls. Sneasle was recalled, and mightyena once again released. The ragged creature growled as it looked around, its throaty sound carrying in the wide open room.<br/><br/>"Shh." It's master hissed, then added in a whisper. "Hunt. But do it quietly."<br/><br/>Mightyena snorted slightly, then dropped its head, nose to the ground. It began casing the room, sweeping the floor for scent. At first it almost seemed like the creature wouldn't find the trail again, but within moments, its head snapped up and its ears perked. The fur all along its back bristled, and it started stalking towards the entrance to the room they were in, moving out into the hallway.<br/><br/>"He's got it." One of the men mumbled. "C'mon. Let's go."<br/><br/>At that moment, both of them reached for their belts, but it wasn't pokeballs that they grabbed. No, each of them pulled a pair of pistols, and hurried off to follow their monster companion.<br/><br/>"Samuel's here."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Cinnabar Island -- Laboratory**<br/><br/>Despite the fact that night hung heavy all around, carrying with it the weight of exhaustion, the tablets wouldn't sleep. They sat before Blane, their secrets quietly waiting to tell some sort of story. Etched into their surfaces, unreadable symbols no doubt spoke volumes about something, but it was the pictures that seemed the most intriguing. The clearest picture was a carved bird, wings unfurled and head thrown to the sky.<br/><br/>It looked as if something was coming up at it from below -- fire perhaps. It was impossible to tell. They looked like orbs etched with irregularities appearing to be flames.<br/><br/>On another tablet, a picture of a feather riding on what looked like the ridges of water produced by waves told another part of the story.<br/>