Rousseau had a wide range of curiosity, and always fell for what ever intrigued him, and that is why he had come to Lyon, from his curiosity. He took a pokeball from out of his pants pocket and enlarged it and threw it in mid air pushing the small button on the middle of it as it flew softly threw the heavy air. It opened up and out came a dark and silver puppy pokemon, with a sly look across its face. The dark puppy pokemon was a Houndour, the one Rousseau was thinking of before.
"Houndour, be on guard, maintenant." Rousseau said intensely now becoming a little bit frightened of the dark figure from before. Rousseau jumped on the stage and slowly crept up to the back area of the theater with Houndour not far behind. Rousseau heard some commotion coming from behind the curtains as he slowly and quietly snuck up on it and finally reached the edge with Houndour right at his side. Rousseau jumped around the corner, and Houndour did as well in a ready position to fight, and ready to throw an enormous amount of fire at what ever could be behind the curtains. Rousseau stood there as he saw a little grey Shuppet floating around and now had jumped from being started by Rousseau and Houndour. The Shuppet stood there in mid air shocked, and wide eyed, staring at Rousseau, as Rousseau stared back, with a little bit of shock, for he was expecting some more than just a Shuppet, maybe a Dusclops, or a Gangar, but no, just a simple Shuppet pokemon.
The ghostly grey pokemon finally awoke from its drift of startle ness and now was beginning to fight. The little ghost Shuppet went back by a few inches and shot a black and purple lightning bolt from both eyes at Houndour, only to inflict a little bit of pain, for it was a ghost type attack called night shade, and ghost type attacks aren't very effective agents dark type pokemon, like Houndour. Houndour shook his head blowing away the little black electricity ghost attack and stood their, a bit mad from Shuppet attacking without warning, but at the same time happy that he could finally fight for once, for Houndour hasn't fought in a while.
"Oh, so you want a fight, do you? Fine then that's alright with me, if I catch you then you won't be lurking in the shadows of the theater during plays and what not, am I right?" Rousseau said to the little puppet ghost pokemon as Shuppet glared at Rousseau with suspicious and puzzled look.
"Alright, Houndour, use flamethrower, but try not to start a fire inside the theater!" The dark fiery puppy pokemon nodded in agreement of not burning down the wonderful building and blew out an amazing stream of fire toward the little grey ghost pokemon and hit it, with tremendous force. Shuppet tried and shake off the blast of fire, but unfortunately it was burned from the super heated flamethrower attack. The little ghostly puppet pokemon fought back with a very powerful will-o-wisp attack and burn the small dark puppy pokemon. A little blue ember from the will-o-wisp attack hit the ground, and a small flame started. The blue flame got bigger and bigger until Rousseau noticed a heat from beside him and turned to see what was happening. He saw the blue flame and panicked; he kicked the flame and stopped on it, and finally put it out.
"This is getting out of hand if things are starting to catch fire." Rousseau thought after he put out the blue fire the little Shuppet had originally started.
"Let's finish this Houndour, faint attack, and then use a flamethrower to blast him back!" Rousseau commanded his dark fiery puppy pokemon to do, as to stop the fight, so things in his new home wouldn't be destroyed. This was actually a good plan, Houndour would get up close and hit the Shuppet in a weak point, which would also be super effective, and then while it is up close blast it with a giant flame from flamethrower so nothing else would get hit by the fire and burn up into a pile of ash.
"Go, let's do it, now!" Rousseau demanded his pokemon to attack quickly. Houndour quickly ran to the left, then to the right, stopped, jumped to the left, disappeared, then reappeared to the right of Shuppet and tackled it with a extremely strong dark type attack then opened his mouth and let out a giant blast of fire and embers that slammed Shuppet down to the ground, without catching anything on fire, gladly.
"Alright, now to get ride of you, you little ghostly puppet!" Rousseau said as he started to throw a small grey and black ball that enlarged in contact of his fingers and opened up when it hit the Shuppet, and the ghost pokemon was materialized inside of it.
"Yea, now, what happeneds next?" Rousseau asked no one, but still asked a question. The little pokeball swerved side to side, once, twice, Rousseau remembered this when he caught his other three pokemon at first, catching it as it swayed to the left, and to the right as you would wait for it to stop, or open again.