“HALT!” the person shouted on a mega-phone.  They men were wearing 
Umbrella uniforms, and they spoke Chinese.
     *Umbrella has offices in this part of China?  Shit, project 546 must be 
far underway.  We don’t have time for this.*
     “Leave now, and maybe I won’t rip your hearts out and feed them to the 
wildlife here!” he shouted back.
     “Step out of the car, and we will not open fire.  Weber wants both of 
you back in one piece.”
     *These guys never learn.*
     He stepped out of the car, raised his arms in the air, and walked ever 
so slowly towards the men.
     *…3…2…1…NOW!*
     He jumped up into the air…
     “KAMEHAMEHA!”
     …the blast hitting three of the men.  He somersaulted in mid air 
backwards, avoiding some gun fire.  In the somersault, he pulled out two of 
his handguns, one in each hand…

     *…I knew this guy was fast, but not THAT fast…*
     She started counting the bodies on the ground.
     *…4…5…6,7…8…*

     One guy left, and both of them had run out of bullets.  The guy got 
into a fighting stance.
     “You must be kidding…” he said to the guy.
     The guy said nothing, waiting for him to advance.
     “Fine, have it your way…” he said, walking towards the guy.
     When he was about five feet from the guy, the Umbrella agent 
half-jumped at him, fist clenched, arm winding back.
     “…”
     As the guy was in the air, he just jabbed his fist into the guys 
stomach.  The Umbrella agent fell to he ground, clutching his stomach.

     “Here we are, the base of the mountain…” he said, staring up to the 
top.
     “It’s a long way up…” she commented.
     “Well, don’t just stand around staring at it, let’s try and get up at 
least a fair distance before nightfall.”

     By the time night pulled around, they were half way up the mountain.
     “Want to camp here, or keep going?” he asked Patricia.
     “Well, since we’re on a flat surface now, it would probably be best to 
camp here the night.”
     They’d been climbing for a couple hours now.  This was one of the few 
places they could camp on the mountain.
     “Hey!  What’s that?” Patricia said, pointing overhead.
     “…huh…WOW!”
     High above them was a large blue bird he had heard about once in a 
Pokémon text book.  An Articuno.