Okay. HUGE announcement here.
No-Name is no longer No-Name.
It's true.
He has a name.
As of today.
Hooray.
All right. So, you're all asking "What's his name?"
Well... You won't find out till the last chapter of this book! Until then, he's just ---/Flygon/---!
HAHAHAHAHA! I feel EVIL!
But, thanks to Azulacat14, Silent4everbeatless, LifeUpStudios, Nekoseznya, and Eeveelove4571, this chapter will be released a week early.
Why because of them?
Because they all had suggestions within five minutes of the Broadcast2fans message.
(Eeveelove4571 has suggested names before, and helped a lot)
So. I'd like to dedicate this chapter to all of them. WHOO!!!
Hehehehe... but once you know what the name is, I'll be dedicating even more chapters...
Inner Self: 'Aren't you going to tell them that you'll be hopefully editing the first chapter of The Shadows of Dusk really soon so that the name is included there?'
Outer Self: For Pete's sake, that's only for the people who actually like the book enough to re-read it...
So yeah. And more confusing stuff in the foreward for next chapter.
Chapter twelve... You know, I think I'll do that... Yeah...
---/Gavin/XII/Gavin/---
Luckily, I was facing the door, so I could watch as a bunch of Team Rocket members stood there, wearing bulky necklaces and staring at us.
"What should we do with 'em?" asked one.
"I dunno," said another.
"I mean, I may be evil, but even I feel a little bit of my conscience tingling when we do mass murder," noted a third.
"But it wouldn't be our fault, it would be the bomb's."
If I could have rolled my eyes, I would have.
"Now. Let me think. Ah, we'll just make Johnny press the button. Oh, and we should probably ditch these necklaces, they'll make it hard to escape."
"Okay, boss."
He tossed his in along with the others, and they walked away.
Instinctually, I tried to leap up and take the chance to get out.
And... it worked.
A necklace, touching my foot, seemed to enable me to bypass the barrier of the device.
I stretched, then put on the necklace and leapt over to the device. I grabbed it and sprinted out of the room, after the grunts.
I caught up with them in no time, and I threw the device into the midst of them, watching the spectacle of ten or twelve people instantaneously and totally freezing in place.
I heard people and pokemon streaming out of the room, and I spun to go catch up with them. I didn't really care either way what happened to the grunts.
I rounded a corner, catching up with the rest of the people and pokemon as we fled outside...
And found ourselves in, once more, trouble.
