Trainer Name: Alice
Location: Cerulean City


Aster (30/30)
[Ivysaur, Male]		 ??? (30/30)
[Tyrunt, Male]		 Jedi (30/30)
[Braixen, Female]
Citrus (30/30)
[Butterfree, Male]		 Memento (30/30)
[Mawile, Female]		 Plume (30/30)
[Archen, Female]

Egg: (P15;30/30)
Partner Pokemon: Paprika [Pichu, Female] (25/25), Abra [Male] (10/10)
Items: Pokeball (x12), Potions (x4), Premier Ball (x2), Lemonade (x2)
Points: 9 (+4)

" Alice, Ill need you Rose and Brandon to use your pokemon to clear a path at the edge of the city and help people get out." Meg said.

Alice nodded silently. She felt anxious and afraid. The smell of smoke and burning made her feel ill. But she continued across the bridge toward the city. As they reached the edge, a trail of blinking lights was visible down route 4, back toward Mt. Moon. People seemed to be escaping. A second wave was now approaching the bridge, pushing past them. Alice felt uncomfortable with so many people around. The urge to run intensified.

Before Alice could release any more Pokemon, she heard a cry coming from the direction of the city. It was hard to make out above the steady march of people, sobbing and stamping across the bridge.

"Did you hear that?" Alice asked Rose and Brandon. She didn't really like the idea of venturing further into the city. She thought about what it meant to be a champion. Making your own path. Making your own mistakes. Max had chosen Meg as their leader because he knew she would always act. The same way Max would, and look where that had gotten him. Alice didn't like to make rash decisions. But she also felt it was time to make her own choices and not rely on Meg to always tell her what to do. She knew she could be brave in her own way. She felt that getting involved in this battle was the wrong choice, but if no one else would listen, then she would do what she could to help. Maybe once they found out what was going on, they could get out of there.

"I'm going into the city," she said firmly to Rose and Brandon. She would let them decide for themselves whether to follow.

Plume rode atop her trainer's shoulders as Alice ran toward the sound of the crying voice, shoving past people fleeing the city. The Abra she had captured clung to her back to avoid being lost in the crowd.