Germany

"Mommy!" Tyler and Lydia shout as Delevio walks into the hotel room. The smaller Pokémon come over and hug their mother who hugs them back as well.

"How are you both doing?" Delevio asks them.

"We were really bored" Tyler says.

"I bet you were! But I got you guys something on my way back from my conference!" Delevio says, handing Lydia a heart shaped necklace, the Eevee excitedly jumps up and down and gives her mother a hug. Tyler received a martial arts book, at first the Riolu was confused but then he saw his mother's smile and felt some relief.

"Why did you get me this..."

"One, your a fighting type. Two, if you wanna follow in daddy's footsteps and become a cool fighting master like him I suggest starting there.

The Riolu grumbles and walks away with the book. Delevio sighs but Lydia with a playful tackle knocks her over interrupting her thoughts, she smiles as Lydia continued to laugh and hug her.

"Tyler we're leaving for Paris in the morning. Don't forget to pack up, ok?" Delevio says.

The Riolu sighs, Yes mom"

---

Canada

Ketster sighs as he holds his head.

“This fucking paperwork is going to be the end of me.” Hiemdall the Espeon walks in with more paperwork.

“I leave for what, three, four fucking months? You were supposed to be doing this shit!”

“I was called in to Ottawa shortly after Hiccup disappeared, once we were alerted you returned, I was allowed to return, then your little battle happened, and now we’re here doing paperwork.”

“Arceus almighty.” Ketster sighs as thunder rumbles nearby.

“It’s a clear day out, isn’t it?”

“Yup.” Ketster stands up.

“We need to do something about this crap. Kai is crawling around this area, we haven’t exactly had much luck looking for them because of this mountain of paperwork and I am not willing to send normal Pokémon to do our job.” Ketster sighs again as he picks up his pen as he’s about to go back to his paperwork when he hears Hiemdall drop the stack of papers he was holding onto the floor.

“Hiemdall?” Ketster looks over to see Hiemdall on his knees covering his head with his paws as his eyes and gem glowed blue.

“The sensors.” Ketster whispers as he rushes to Hiemdall’s side.

“What do you see, Hiemy, what do you see?”

“So… much. All sensors active.” He strains. Ketster places his paws on Hiemdall’s head as his own eyes glow amber as he dives into the psychic feed.

“They all activated at once.” He whispers astonished at the revelation. “They can cloak themselves from a psychic search. Pull yourself from the feed, now!” Ketster’s eyes continue to glow amber as Hiemdall’s stop glowing but he holds his head in residual pain.

“Get to the comms, everyone needs to be teleported to their tertiary positions.” Ketster stands up slowly as he holds his head.

“And call all of our allies, tell them ‘The Guardians have fallen’.” Hiemdall races away to get a communication out as Ketster walks to his desk and pulls out a small box that could hold a pistol. He opens it to find what resembles an Everstone.

“Full send it is. No survivors.” The stone starts to glow as he picks it up and an alarm sounds.

“Attention all GTF members and visitors, ‘Scorched Earth Protocols’ are now active, evacuate via the gym. Prepare for teleportation.”

---

London

Moonlake got up from the bed, Omar groaned and followed him out of the bed. Moonlake waited for him to take him by the paw and the Eevee led Omar down the steps. The Eevee's laid on the couch, empty cups of juice, Omar kissed him on the cheek and rubbed his shoulder.

"I remember when we were still dating what me and you did on this couch" Omar says, rubbing his gut.

Moonlake laughs, "Of course you'll remember it if it's an intimate moment"

"You know it felt good-" Omar teases.

"Fuck off" Moonlake says with a laugh.

The two have a laugh and then kiss each other. Then there's silence as Omar brings Moonlake closer and kisses his cheek yet again. Moonlake's smile didn't stick around long and it was gone just as fast as it came, this got Omar's attention and he immediately sat up from the couch.

"Qué ocurre" Omar asks in Spanish.

"Nothing. Ok fine" Moonlake replies.

"Moonlake cut the crap, you've been moody since you got back. Come on... Talk to me-" Omar says.

"Okay okay... Fine. While I was in Canada I got into a fight with somemon there and I didn't faire too well. Worse part is, he wanted me to make it fair so I couldn't use my powers and he ended up getting his way and almost kicking my arse, " Moonake explains.

"Ok... Who's ass do I gotta kick-" Omar responds, the Eevee not happy about hearing his companion was beaten up, it didn't look like it at first because Omar was smiling a friendly smile but then he cracked his knuckles. This made Moonlake sweat nervously.

"Ahaha names are not important" Moonlake says, "What matters is that I'm ok, I'm not undeterred or-"

"Whoever this Pokémon is is getting it, I don't fucking care-" Omar says.

"Omar really you don't-"

"He's getting it-" Omar snarls, his eyes red and full of fury.

Moonlake gulped, "Whoa" He whispered.

When Omar realised what he did he pulled Moonlake in for a hug, "I-Im sorry-"

"I wasn't scared silly" Moonlake replies.

"Oh... Gracias a dios, these powers are getting more of a hold on me then I thought originally" Omar says, then he opens his paw and a small flame appears in his paw.

"You and Melody are doing great-" Moonlake says.

"Thanks" Omar says closing his paw and disintegrating it, "Me and Melody originally planned to tell you a week ago that we've been trying to control the power these gems have, but because you left for your mission we had more time to get the hang of it"

"I'm proud of you guys... Just don't be afraid to tell me about shit like this, got it?" Moonlake says taking Omar's paws and squeezing them.

Omar nods and grabs Moonlakes hip, the Eevee starts kissing him roughly, the two have so much fun they end up back on the couch, Omar still kissing his mouth and face out of excitement and happiness.

"Still gonna fuck that loser up though-" Omar says.

"Oh come on" Moonlake groans.

---

Kovars Manor, Crawley, England

Kovar sat down on his recliner in the living room. The Umbreon sighed as he opened his email on his iPad and started scrolling through his emails. He didn't care that much about any of them but the one that did catch his attention was an email from somemon at CSIS and judging by the preview he could tell he was not going to like what he read.

"No no no no no-"

He clicked on it, the message read:

Hello Mr. Kovar and thank you for submitting your email. Unfortunately, those agents are not within our control. However we will do anything within our parameters to ensure that parties on our side face punishment for what happened. We appreciate you reaching out to us and we look forward to patching things up and continuing our investigation together.

Sincerely
Colonel Mayvire Blood
CSIS

The Umbreon sighed, "...The hell do you mean you can't control them... Useless"

The Umbreon shuts off the tablet and plugs it in before taking off his glasses and going upstairs to his room where his wife is sleeping,

"... Canadians" He mutters as he closes the door behind him and gets in bed.