"Fall Down Seven Times"
Story
All of you know Prof. Oak. You all know of Prof. Elm. You also know of Prof. Birch and Rowan. But, there's one man hiding within those four. Using one of their identities, switching it up as he is found out. First, he was Prof. Oak. He stole a few pokemon and a pokeball or two from the Pokemon Center. After that, he took the disguise of Prof. Elm, and stole top secret police information that hadn't been documented yet (which was later guessed to be the culprit's documents). Then, he took Prof. Birch's identity, and ratted his way into the Devon Corp, and took a disc full of pokemon DNA data. That's where he was found out.
Drake Mathews, a 21 year old agent was the only one to guess who his next target would be. He traveled to Sinnoh in search of Prof. Rowan, to warn him. Of course, he wasn't an agent for playing around. He had asked the Prof. a simple question only the real Rowan could answer, and he got it wrong. He had already made the switch. So, using his stealth equipment, he followed 'Rowan' to an abandoned house.
He could never explain what he had seen. The inside was a laboratory. And evil one, at that. Stalking the man further inside, a table and computer were full of formulas and test tubes. Drake saw a caged pokemon, and couldn't stand it anymore. He bursted forward, seeing the fake Prof. turn in suprise, he pulled out a vile, holding it to his lips.
Drake knocked it out of his hands, and threw a punch to his chin. The tube flew to the ground, cracking and exploding at Drake's feet. He covered his mouth with his glove, but it was too late. He was coughing within seconds. He quickly checked the labeled viles on the counter. Two were missing; the one labeled 'Rotom' and the one labeled 'Mew'. "Not good.." were his last words. He fainted on the job. Suprisingly, he didn't wake up until three days later. He stood, trying to remember exactly what had happened. Once he did, he reported it to the police.
'Time to go home' he thought. He opened his car door, and it went haywire. Instantly, his body looked like it was vibrating in place. Oddly enough, it was... His car's alarm went off, the windshield wipers going crazy, and his trunk opening and closing on it's own. Drake was never seen again.
"Stand Up Eight"
