Jon sat silent by the campfire silently watching his Lucario, Luke sleep, after getting off a call about a Pokémon attack. He relished these moments when the two could relax by a fire, not a care in his mind, The only sound coming from the occasional chatter over his police radio hanging on his belt. The two had been trainer and Pokémon for 6 years now, and were now partners together as part of the new Aura Division of the Police force. Over the 10 years they'd been together they'd become quite close. He sat watching Luke as he remembered their Journey together, meeting him outside of Lumiose City, receiving him as a Pokémon in the Tower of Mastery in Shalour City, Stopping team Flare from Using Xerneas and Yveltal, who were now Valued members of his team, to eliminate all humans on earth. Defeating the Elite four and becoming Pokémon League Champions. He smiled as he remembered how Luke had partied so hard that the Police had gotten involved, due to the noise. They'd moved to Hau'oli city in Alola for a few years, then moved back to Goldenrod City where Jon was originally from, which was where he now lived. "Aura 388"  Jon reached for his radio. "Aura 388 go ahead." 

"Be advised you're now 10-7, being called 10-25 back to Station immediately." Jon sighed deeply something wasn't good. Normally they didn't call you back unless something was wrong. "10-4 Aura 388 and 388-5 in route."  Jon said standing and waking his friend. "Luke, get up. We've been called back to the Station." 

"Ugh already? How long were we here?" Luke asked as Jon's Silph Co. PokéTranslater translated the regular Lucario noises into English. "About 15 minutes. Sorry bud." Jon replied as he extinguished the fire and approached his Chevy Silverado SSV. He turned the key and pulled out as Luke leaned his seat back. "Wake me when we get there."

"Sure thing, Luke." He replied as he drove back to the entrance of Goldenrod. "Aura 388."  

'The Chief, great.'  He thought as he picked up the truck radio. "Aura 388 go ahead Chief." 

"What's your 10-20?"

"Oak St, and Main. ETA 5 minutes." 

"10-4 report to my office immediately upon arrival."

"10-4 Hard copy." The next few minutes were spent in silence as Jon pulled his Chevy into the Police parking garage and woke Luke. Silently they made their way to the Chief's office. "You wanted to see us Chief?" Jon asked as he stepped in. "Yes sit down." The Chief replied he was a rather Burly man, with grey hair and a Moustache that twitched whenever he talked. Luke often joked it was trying to escape the horrible breath, as the chief was a cigar smoker, and though Jon couldn't smell anything Luke could. "Jon, the last 3 years you two have done amazing work, especially in capturing that Pokémon sex ring." Jon smiled at the praise as he remembered the case well. A group had been abducting Pokémon from their trainers and then drugged and raped them. "Well that's exactly why I'm sorry to say you're being transferred."

"Transferred? Where?" 

"Pokéopolis." Jon's eyes bulged. Pokéopolis was a relatively new city, but it had already made headlines by being only the second city to legalize Poképhilia. "Isn't that the Poképhile city, sir?" The Chief nodded. "You're to report in 2 weeks. I'm sorry to see you go son, but they needed an Aura Guard. You were the only one we can spare." Jon nodded and placed his badge on the desk. "Keep it. The truck too. I know how much work you put into it. Consider it a parting gift. I've already transferred the registration to you." 

"Thank you sir!" Jon said as he saluted gratefully. "Take care son, Dismissed."  The Chief replied returning the salute. TBC