A fight against the rogues Ch 1

    Jason had heard rumors of these rogues, but he hadn't seen them yet. At first, Jason thought the little pranks done around the village was by some of the refugees, but when he saw a strange figure, he was convinced. He was green and almost as tall as Buck, and he was carrying a weapon. When they made eye contact, the green figure ran for it realizing he'd been caught. "Hey! Come back here!" Jason yelled chasing after him.

    Soon enough, Jason realized that chasing after him was probably not such a good idea. More of the green pokemon that seemed to resemble Sawks and Throhs wearing battle gear appeared and dog piled on top of Jason. "GET OFF OF ME!" Jason tried to squirm out of their weight, but it was too much. However, little by little, they did get off, but not before they grabbed his arms and legs and carried him off.

    "Where are you taking me!?" Jason demanded, but they remained silent. "You're not members of the rogues, are you?"

    "Button up yer mouth, rat face. Or I'll pound ya!" One of the Throhs said. Now that was a bit rude. Jason knew they weren't friendly and that they were, without a doubt, rogues.

    They took Jason to what looked like a rugged encampment. Obviously not one that would be a permanent outpost. "Master Ralph, we've captured one of the puny refugees." One of the Sawks said.

    "Heh, it looks like the trap worked!" A big and mean looking nidoking wearing a black bandanae on his tail appeared. Then, a golden lucario appeared holding a whip in his hand.

    "Easy, partna. It's just one puny critta that they done captured." Jason never did like being called small in any fashion and this was definately no acception. There was no way he could take them all out by himself. He needed to make his escape.