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Ash's voice: PokéBall go! A unconscious Salandit rested on the ground, after having been defeated by Ash's Popplio. A PokéBall flew forward to tap its button against the top of the salamander's skull, causing it to snap open in half to let the Mon turn into red energy and have it be sucked into the sphere that collapsed into itself. The ball landed on the ground. The trainer who tossed it just watched from the sidelines, fists pumped up and looking on with anticipation, with his Popplio and Pikachu staring back as well. The ball wobbled once, then twice, and then three times, only to then give off the all too familiar sound of it

Act 1: Death and Surprise. I cried. I just cried. I never stopped crying. I just kept on crying loudly in the emptied circus tent. My eyes were moist, like the tears cascading down them would never stop flowing to dampen my furry cheeks, with my short arms just wrapped around the neck of the mustachioed Garchomp that was barely alive to hug me back. His life was slowly slipping away from me with each second, hearing his breath getting between frantic and heavy at times were surely giving off signs that the ringleader of Pascal De Fortuna won't be living any longer. He was resting in his own little puddle of crimson blood, a bullet hole w