"The cause of freedom is identified with the destinies of
humanity,and in whatever part of the world it gains ground by and by,
it will be a common gain to all those who desire it.
                                                                                           -Kossuth



New York City, New York
3 years after 9/11


       A place were once the two of the greatest towers ever built, is now just two huge plots of land. Facing the plots of land is huge memorial were so many died for no reason at all. In the middle of one of the plots of land, stands a figure. The figure looks down at the ground and kneels to feel the dirt. The figure runs his fingers over the dirt and then clenches his fist.

       "As God as my witness, I shall avenge each and everyone of you. This memorial is not enough for you. You each need something more....... And I will be the one to do it." the figure said standing and walking out of the memorial.

       The figure walked towards a bench and sat and looked up at the night sky wih his blueish grey eyes. While he looked up at the sky, he felt a vibration in his pocket. The figure reached into his pants pocket and took out his cell phone. "Hello." he said

       "Hey Tim." a voice said over the phone. "I got some good news for you."

       "Well it took you long enough." Tim said replying. "Does anybody know about our opperation?"

       "No. Not even the government." the voice said answering Tim's question.

       "Good. Now what's the good news?" Tim said.

       "Well E.J. managed to hack into the CIA and the Department of  Defense Top Secret files and you'll never guess what we found!" the voice said very happyly. "We found out that the government had a chance to kill Osma Bin Laden, but didn't!"

       Tim raised an eyebrow. "Hold on, Curt! You're telling me they had a chance to kil him, but didn't. Why?"

       "Well," Curt said, pausing. "Clinton called of the mission saying he wasn't much a threat. And there is more. Clinton was secretly sending him weapons under the nose of the government."

       "That lyin, no good, traitor!" Tim said angery, but low voice. "I'll kill him!"

       "Well I think your going to be very happy." Curtis said getting Tim's attention. "Your flying back to Greenville. Do you got any flying pokemon with you?"

       Tim lifted his shirt and uncovered 12 pokeballs. "I got Inferno, Gemini, and Arrow. Take your pick?" Tim said sarcasticly.

       "Well your Draginite is too slow and so is your Charizard, so use your Zapdos." Curtis said.

       "You know Inferno and Gemini won't appriciate you callin them slow." Tim said as he pulled out a yellow and black pokeball.

       "Ya sure. Tell me about it when you get here. Curtis out." he said hanging up.
            
       Tim turned off his phone and placed it back into his pocket and enlarged the pokeball he had in his hand and threw it. In a flash, a huge yellow bird with sparks flowing from his feathers, appeared.

       "Zaappddooo." the electric bird shreeked as it ruffled its feathers.

       "I know Arrow. Its been a while." Tim said patting the birds head. "We're goin home." he said as he mounted the bird and flew off into the night.

      
       Flying almost two hours, Tim finaly reached