Leo cautiously steps inside and glances around. No one seems to be home. "H-hello? Is anyone h-here?" he stammers. He takes another step onto the old, icy steel floor. His step makes a clang that echos around the silent room. Leo begins walking, the steel floor clanging in his ears. Suddenly, he stops. On the table in front of him are three Pokeballs. "I wonder what's in here," he says. He reaches out to grab one, and when his palm touches the ball, alarms begin to blare and four gaurd Houndors jump out of the shadows. "Look, it was an accident!" shouts Leo. But the Houndors keep creeping closer. In a flash, Leo grabs what he thought was his Pokeball, and so he threw it and said, " Come on out, Gi-." But it wasn't Gible. It was a Squirtle! "Aww, geez. Return, Squirtle." Leo placed the Pokeball back onto the table, and thats when the first Houndor attacked.