Litten's pov
" Why?! Why would it be them? I thought they were suppose to be innocent and cute! Not violent and destructive like Mewtwo!" Litten wails as he bangs his body against the closet door.

Apparently he had witnessed something he wasn't suppose to. " Maybe if I scream loud enough, maybe they will find me." He said. " Trust me, then won't." The voice of a nearby Pokémon said.

" You're not them." He said. " I can help you get out of here. Just trust me." He said. " Who are you?" Litten asked the mysterious Pokémon. " Me? I'm nobody. I'll get you out of here, Litten." He said.

" I doubt you can." He said. " Watch this." The Pokemon said with a wink as it threw something at the closet. It opened. Litten could clearly see who it was. It was a dead Froakie.

It's body was see through. " The culprit killed me a while ago. But I will help you. I will see you soon, comrade." The Froakie said as he vanished.

With Pyroar

" My paws!" He wailed as he tried to get them unstuck. They had syrup all over them from a prank from Wartortle. " Maybe next time you can not get me all sticky!" He cried out. " But it's hilarious!" Wartortle whooped while Charizard punches a near by wall.

" Guys, calm down. I need to gather evidence. Did anybody know what happened before Rowlet got pulverized?" Pachirisu asked them with a pen in his hand. " We know Rowlet got impaled. I don't think it could have been me. I don't have hands." Bulbasaur said.

" It couldn't have been Litten could it?" Sandile asked. " He doesn't seem like the kind to disappear after a murder like that. He's most likely dead." Charizard said, looking up from his punching for a bit.

" We can't just give up on Litten guys! I'm hot on the murderer's tail I know it! And finding Litten will be our best bet!" Pachirisu said as Pikachu murmured something no one could hear.

" Maybe it would be best if we find the murderer. I bet it's Sandile!" Pikachu blames. " Me?! Just because I'm part dark type means I did it! You're as guilty you know!" Sandile barked at her.

She just laughed. " Guys! You're all suspects! Let's just...calm down and figure this out." Pachirisu said. " Pointing paws at one another won't help." Bulbasaur agreed. " You're right. I wish I coulda find the perp for you, but I guess you won't trust me enough." Sandile said.

" I think you're all guilty." Pyroar said. " Listen, no one wants to touch your sticky paws!" Pikachu growled. " I don't care!" Pyroar roared, sticking his mouth over the mouse Pokémon and closed his mouth.

" Why, you disrespectful, inconsiderate, jerk! Let me out of your disgusting, filthy mouth right now!" She screamed within his mouth.

He sank his fangs into her body more. Her screams continued. This was where Charizard whacked Pyroar and he spat her out. Pikachu used Electro Ball, and knocked the king over.

" Stop! This won't help! Y'all need ter stop this reckless fight now!" Sandile said, stepping between the two quarreling Pokémon. " Ugh." Is all the female Pikachu said, emotionless.

The Pyroar only stomped away, huffing his frustrations. " Why am I surrounded by such ugly Pokémon?" He asked as he glanced to Wurmple.

Wurmple just let out a sigh. And he moved into a curled up position and cried as the Pyroar went into the hallway. He sighed. " Such foolish creatures. I have figured out who did it. And it's the one they least expected." He said boldly and confidently.

" I have to get away from the mess for now." He said. " Maybe I should take a walk." He commented as he opened a door to the outside. " What kind of dumbass builds a mansion near a cliff?" He asked himself as he stared down into rocky bottom. He shivered.

He sat down. " How can I tell Pachirisu it's that Pokémon?" He questioned. " That's it!" He said, standing up, before a Pokémon in a disguise came over. " You're not going anywhere." They said, dangerously close. " Of course, it's you." He breathed, even though he knew it was that Pokémon.

" No." He breathed out as the Pokémon got closer, with nothing on them. Why would- Pyroar thought at first. Then he realized, this Pokémon's gonna throw me off the cliff! He looked back at the cliff and gulped.

His paw slipped on the loose rocks. He yelped as he gained his footing. The Pokémon swiftly sorta tackled him. He yelled out in alarm as his body fell. But he grabbed onto the edge. It was like a scene in a movie.

" So long." The Pokemon said. " You don't have the guts, brat!" The Pokemon harshly grabbed at the king's paws. " Bold. But you're gonna die! Enjoy dying! This will be your last moments on earth!" It said.

" You still haven't thrown me off the cliff yet." Pyroar smarted. " You want me to throw you off? Clever boy, eh?" They asked. " I know what you're gonna do! I'm a king. I would be in your way because you want my thrown!" He roared at the Pokémon.

" You think this is really about that? I don't give a fuck about that, rich boy! I want revenge! Revenge against all Pokémon who have taken my place! Who think they're a better just cause they're stronger and have better stats!" The Pokemon said.

The Pokémon looked at him in the eyes with the cold dead eyes. " Long live the king." They said sarcastically before their paws swiftly pulled at the king's paws.

He roared as he felt his paws grabbing at air. The Pokémon had thrown him. He knew it. He tried grabbing on anything. He did manage to grab onto a branch that grew on the side of the cliff though.

But that unfortunately broke. And he was falling again. Falling all because of a Pokémon that was never suspected to be the murderer in the first place. Life isn't fair to some Pokémon. He thought. Then a sickening thud and a sharp pain in his sides told him. He was dead.

Authors note: Congratulations, you've just overlooked a character. Jk. What do you think? Did you think Pyroar did it before he died? Or do you believe you've figured it all out, eh? Tell me what you think. Please, I'd appreciate it.

Now what you've all been waiting for, the Pokémon Count
Wurmple
Pachirisu
Bulbasaur
Popplio
Litten( now confirmed to be alive)
Pikachu
Wartortle
Charizard
Eevee
Meowstic
Luxio
Murkrow
Sandile