Donald Trump is a major character for this story arc. It is not intended to be any political statement. Take Trump's portrayal in this story with a grain of salt. Moving on, yes, I'm probaly breaking my normal upload schedule, but this is just really fun to write. Anyways, on with the story.

"Shot?" I ask. The word echos in the silent house, creating a grim, morbid atmosphere.

"They was hunting Articuno," Candela explains, "I had gone with them in hopes of finding an Alolan Vulpix in the ice caves we had tracked Articuno down to. I didn't see who, but Blanche had already weakened Articuno and was about to catch it, but then someone shot them. The shooter stole Articuno and fled."

There's a moment of grim silence.

"Is Blanche gonna be OK?" I ask.

"Yeah," Candela replies, "but that's not why I'm here. I'm here because the one thing I know about the shooter..." Candela glares at me, "was that they wearing Instinct's symbol."

"Are you accusing me Candela?" I inquire.

"No," Candela explains, "I trust you, even after we've drifted apart, but I am accusing a member of Team Instinct. Do you have any leads? Any clue who might want to kill Blanche?"

"Not a clue," I reply, "listen, I'm sure things are going to be fine. Could it be possible they just wanted Articuno?"

"If they wanted Articuno," Kappa inputs, "then they may be trying to summon Lugia which means they'll want the other two as well."

Candela sighs, "I know, and I have Moltres. However, I'm not going to hide like a coward. I'm going to find the shooter, for my honor of course. Can you lend me a hand?"

"Sure," I reply, "but where do we start?"

"Challenge Instinct players," Candela replies, "and when we find one with Articuno, we have our shooter."

We go outside. I see Trump. He's hanging a poster. I go to look at it. It's a picture of Trump with a master ball with the Team Instinct symbol behind him. On it is some text. It reads, "Spark is unfit to lead the team. When he falls make Team Instinct great again. Vote Trump."

Fall? He is gonna kill me in the ring. "I challenge you," I tell Trump.

He reaches for a Pokéball. "Let's make it interesting," he smirks, "one on one. Your strongest Pokémon."

"Deal," I reply.

Trump sends out Articuno. Candela sends out Moltres.

"You shot Blanche!" Candela exclaims.

"Yup," Trump grins, "and with your Moltres I'll be able to summon Lugia, and with that power, I could save having to build a wall, by destroying Mexico. Then, with Lugia I'll easily become Meme King. The young voters are bound to vote for me then. And do you know why I'm telling you all this?"

"Why?" I ask.

"Because," Trump gets an eerie smile, "you're dead anyways."

Trump pulls a pistol and shoots the Pokéball Moltres was caught in out of Candela's hand. He then turns the gun to me as he picks up the Pokéball.

"Game over Spark," he smirks, "I'm kinda shocked you didn't catch on sooner. I was always watching Spark, every match you fought in, I kept a close eye on. I've been playing you since day one. As soon as I joined Team Instinct, I captured Zapdos, now I have Articuno and Moltres. When I get them to fight, Lugia will emerge. Then, I will become a God! But first, I need you two out of my way. Can't have any witnesses. Moltres, flamethrower."

Moltres uses flamethrower on Candela. Candela is scorched in the flames, mostly on her arms.

"You're insane!" I yell.

"Maybe," Trump smirks, "but hey, it's not like you'll be telling anyone. Kill them."

Articuno and Moltres attack. I close my eyes and prepare to die... and I'm alive?

I open my eyes. I see Sans. "Sorry Trump," Sans smirks, "but the flower told me you were planning something."

Flowey rises from underground next to me. "How'd you know?" I ask.

"Resets," Flowey whispers back, "he kills you every other time."

Trump appears angry at first, but it passes, and he begins to laugh.

"So," he smirks, "you think you can stop me? Heh, you really are fools. With the power of Lugia I'll become a God. So, Sans, tell me, you wanna have a bad time?"

Sans attack with a gaster blaster. Trump snaps his fingers, and a wall appears from thin air, blocking the attack.

Trump sends out the legendary birds and orders them to attack eachother. There's a distinct cry in the distance. Lugia has emerged from the sea.

Trump goes after Lugia. I go to tend to Candela's wounds.

Sans telaports to her.

"I got her," Sans explains, "you stop Trump."

I chase after Trump. I call Kappa.

"Kappa," I explain, "it's Spark. I need your help. The one who shot Blanche is Donald Trump. Meet me at the beach, he's summoned Lugia."

"I'm on my way," Kappa replies, "be careful Spark, if he shot Blanche, it's likely he won't hesitate to kill you."

"I'm not afraid of him," I reply, "hurry, before he captures Lugia."

Trump sees me chasing him. He summons a spiked wall, and with a wave of his hands, sends it towards me. I jump out of the way.

"Kill him!" Trump demands. The legendary birds prepare to attack. Trump continues. He's getting away! I dash after him. Articuno breathes ice at me. I narrowly douge. Bystanders flee in horror of the birds' immense power.

Moltres uses drill peck, but I leap back causing Moltres to get its beak stuck in the concrete. Zapdos prepares to attack, but it hesitates allowing me to get away. I reach the beach. Trump holds a master ball. I'm too late.

I whistle, and my mons rush to my side.

"Well kid," Trump smiles, "it's time to finish you." Trump sends out Lugia...