《Pokemon Black & white: The Complete Story》Chapter 10: A Confrontation
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Shiro and Kuro: Whoooooa!
They looked down on the ocean, and looked up at the beautiful evening sky -- Everything around them was colorful and eye-catching! They couldn't even begin to express themselves! As Shiro kept running around, just looking for even more greater sights, Kuro saw a boat -- and he was able to see that there was some kind of person, sitting on the deck of the boat -- watching the waves. He would look at the person, and the person would stare back -- despite their distance apart, they locked eyes.
Kuro: Who. . .Is that?
Kuro just ignored, and finally caught up with Shiro -- As they both ran down the Skyarrow Bridge.
One of the sea's of Unova
Storm crossed his arms, setting near the edge of the dock of the boat as he looked ahead, watching the skyscrapers of Castelia City's buildings.
Storm: ...Isaki was her name...I hate her.
As he was pondering his mind on that Grunt he had an issue with earlier, he would look up and see someone gazing down him down from on the Skyarrow bridge. As they locked eyes, despite their distance apart.
Storm:...The hell is that kid looking at? If it's me, I'm punching him if I ever meet him.
His boat finally arrived towards a new dock, and he was ready to set off once more. He walked off the boat, and looked around, he was at Castelia City's Dock.
Storm: So this is Castelia City. . .Huh?
Storm looked around, and he saw an odd-looking boat, it looked like an old sailboat in the times of Vikings.
Storm: What the hell is a sailing ship doing here? Some people never learn do they.
He heard a snicker and turned around towards its direction, and he saw it was a Team Plasma Grunt!
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Grunt: Hehe. . .Time for me to steal more Pokémon!
Storm: TEAM PLASMA. IM GOING TO TAKE YOU DOWN.
Grunt: I-I mean liberate! I MUST LIBERATE POKEMON SOMEWHERE ELSE.
Storm ran towards the Grunt, but the Grunt ran away, with Storm chasing after him.
Castelia City
After crossing the Skyarrow bridge, Kuro and Shiro finally arrived in Castelia City.
Kuro: W-We're here, Castelia City!
Shiro: This is the second biggest city in all of Unova, did you know that?
Kuro: Second!? What's bigger than Castelia??
Shiro: Nimbasa!! Nimbasa is soo beautiful and I can't wait to go there!
The both of them kept walking, then they saw a Team Plasma Grunt being chased by a boy -- then Kuro jumped a bit.
Kuro(Thoughts) That's the same boy I saw on the boat. . .
Shiro: That's right, chase em' outta the city. Hey Kuro, C'mon.
Kuro: O-Oh, Okay.
The Two Friends made their way towards the Gym, but when they got there, however, there was someone standing in front of the gym, he seemed to be blocking the entrance.
Kuro: E-Excuse me, sir, Could you let us in?
Shiro: We wanna fight the Gym Leader!
Claude: Sorry, But he isn't here right now. He's out dealing with Team Plasma...
Shiro: Team Plasma...always causing trouble.
Then, Kuro jumped and he pointed at the end of the Prior
Kuro: Shiro! There's three Team Plasma Grunts!
Shiro turned towards Kuro's direction, and there were three more Plasma Grunts.
Shiro: There's three more right there too. . .
Kuro: S-Shiro, Let's split up! I'll take the ones on the Northside, you take the ones on the South!
Oshawott jumped onto Kuro's hat, and Shiro sent out her Servine from its Pokéball, and she stared at Kuro with worried eyes, and she was thinking about was happened last time when they had split up to deal with Team Plasma.
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Shiro: Kuro. . .I"m not sure if leaving you with them is a good idea. . .I don't want to see you hurt again...
Kuro: W-we have no choice, We've gotta stop them and this will be the quickest way. . .I'll be fine, don't worry.
Shiro's eyes widened, looking at Kuro's eyes, and seeing the determination he was letting out. He did stutter, but he wasn't showing any signs of fear. She hugged Kuro tight for a few seconds, this was her way of saying "Don't be reckless", and she ran off towards the South, while Kuro headed upwards, to confront the Plasma Grunts. Then right across the street from the building of the gym stood Plasma grunts -- laughing.
Grunt(Male): Haha! They were talking about all the Grunts around the city and didn't see the ones right behind them! Arceus, that's funny.
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