Chapter 1
I was never fond of pokemon, they are beings that everybody finds amusing or as a friend, I don't believe it. Not after what had happened a few years back when my mother died, but that is not the time for that. And I believe I have not introduced myself, my name is Inku, I have been working for an agency, it has no name, but I mainly specialize in the Data Retrieving Factor, DRF for short. It was a hard few days for the agency, as multiple murders involving secret organizations like team rocket, and magma, and it went on. I had been assigned a case for the murder of the madam named Charley Rose. I have never been accustomed to murder cases, but this is sure to get me into a higher position. At least those were my thoughts."AGENT INKU!!!" Came a voice booming from an office. Inku was just about to walk through the door as this booming, volcano of a voice came blasting through his ears. Inku opened the door to the office. The office belonged to his boss, few knew his name, and anybody that he did not want to know died. "Yeah, boss?" Inku said his ears still ringing from the booming sound. "Agent Inku, sorry for the noise, this is important, it's about the case." The boss said his eyes in a dark space. It took Inku to realize the situation, his boss was smoking too, Inku normally only sees the boss smoke if he is stressed, nervous, or that the thing he is talking about is serious "Y-yeah boss? What about it?" Inku said now slightly stressing out. "I will be assigning you to a partner, now this agent has been working with us for many years, this is a very tough case, so we will be needing the best agents on the field." The boss said blowing a puff from his cigar. Cases were always hard, but this one must be seriously worse. It was then Inku noticed that there was another figure standing in the back, his eyes were slightly glowing red above the darkness and smoke that filled the room, staring Inku down. "Agent, you may step out of the shadows." The boss said. And before Inku had any time to ask more questions, the figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing to be a Lucario. It was a fancy one at that, it seemed to have more of a sense of modern fashion. But it looked like he had been part of the Russian mafia. Also, the boss never smoked a cigar, he normally smoked normal cigarets. And either way, this Lucario had to be one of the big bosses.