Satori walked through the seedy streets of Mauville, waving to the occasional face who’d recognized him from some half forgotten encounter the night before when his cell phone began to BLEEP. Satori smacked the screen a few times until it finally shut up, he’d hardly just been assigned the thing by the league and it was already causing trouble.



By the time he’d looked at the screen he saw it in bold red letters “MISSION ACCEPTED.” With a sigh he read the briefing, it’d seem he and the Rustboro gym leader were assigned to investigate some sort of haunted mansion in the hills. He sighed deeply controlling his breathing and calming himself, he’d signed on with the league to fight Team Rocket not to play exorcist but what could he do.



Armed with burning incense, a jar to capture the ghost in, and flanked by his trust Kadabra Satori would arrive at the mansion a short while later. Satori knew that a ghost was nothing more than a creature with a small throat, and a wide stomach, easy enough to deal with to be sure.



As he walked through the doors he thought he caught a glimpse of the Rustboro gym leader behind him but as he looked over his shoulder there was nary a soul. Perhaps his mind had already begun playing tricks on him. He chuckled at his own superstition before sitting down cross legged to meditate while his partner made her way there.