Okay I'll admit it, few parts of this event were slightly exaggerated but still...that's what happened!

While trekking the woods in Idaho, I encounter some dude from the shedinja chapter. Just before he was ready to make a move, I took out a gun and shot him in the face.

"Lol!" I said

After walking for few more hours, there's a strange figure. Once the mist clears it's some dude with red eyes and a blade on where his right arm used to be. That's when I realize who it was...

"You must be Kiako" I said

"So you knew who I am" he said

"I heard about you from FSS, I have no idea how you made it to our world but I'll kick your ass!"

"Bring it on!"

As I said before, there's a slight exaggeration so...

He was reaching for his pokeball and I quickly slow down my perception of time to kick it out of his hand before leaping out of the way. That blade almost got me...

"Man, that was close" I said

Just when Kiako was about to dice me with his blade, I caught it and using my adrenaline-fueled strength, I slowly lift him up and threw him to a tree.

Stunned, the villain got up and said "WTF?"

No he didn't actually said that, it's something I threw in for fun.

I took out my pistol and starts shooting him, but my arms became shaky after lifting something heavy so I missed.

"Is that the best you can do?" he laughed

As he went to retrieve his pokeball I kicked away, he threw it into the air to call out...

I quickly start firing at him and the bullet hits him in the wrist, damaging something around it.

He screams "NOOO!!!" and was warped away along with a pokemon he was going to call out. Soon i realized something, I could've just blow him away with my kamehameha!

"Damn it!"

Oh well, hopefully that furfag Slash will be ready to stop Kiako on their yet another confrontation. Who knows?

So...do you know what they called Quarter Pounder with Cheese in France? Royale with cheese. It's all because of the metric system. Yes I know it's probably just a myth but it's something I just threw in for no reason. Anyway, have you notice that if you have a throat infection, you can sound like Solid Snake.

My throat felt like there's a piece of fish bone lodged somewhere. Another thing, why do people spit outside? It's disgusting!

We already have bombers aka pigeons to worry about, last thing anyone needs right now are drive-by spitters.

What's next? Dirty bombs?

Well after that incident I found my way out of the woods (fileld with mountains, glad I didn't have to climb those) and made my way to Boise.

"Finally!"

I jumped over the guard rail but let's just say that I kinda embarrassed myself after that...

Just take your best guess on what happened, I don't want to talk about it...