Broken Arrows

			Book 3: Old friends

Part 1: Ghost


	A man looking about to be the age of 16 strolled casually by a water 
street looking around and taking in the Italian like scenery talking to a 
young dratini. 

Man: what do you think mist? How about here
Mist: Tini dra dra ti
Man: I figured you would say that
Mist: tin?
Man: the water 
Mist: oh
Man: so NOW you switch to English
Mist: yeah 
Man: what do you think would be more money wise buying a house or paying for 
a hotel room?
Mist: I suggest getting a hotel room then try to get one or two jobs pay only 
for essentials and put all other money in a savings account then pay it all 
in cash.
Man: hmm you are pretty smart for a pokemon
For this he got a jet of water in the face from the dratini
Mist: what do you mean “for a pokemon” I am smarter than most people you 
know! CAMERON!
Cam: you are right about that one 
Mist: dang straight 
Cam: ok looks like I finally made it to retirement
Mist: caaammmeron
Cam: I still have three weapons in my luggage and a pistol and backup with me 
at all times 
Mist: I am not impressed
Cam: and my combat knife and K bar with me
Mist: good
Cam: finally the quiet life

He had no idea that the words he just said couldn’t be more wrong



Finally I am back in action
Hope you like it is the third book in a trilogy I am writing I put this one 
out first because it is the final chapter of red zone. Sorry if you didn’t 
get to read it before I removed it but I am re-writing it so look for it 
soon.
Special thanks to blaze for getting me re-motivated
As for ages, first chapter of first book.