by Christof and InsaneLlama
Christof just had an encounter with Team Rocket, along with Clan Caterpie and the Pokemon Enthusiast Club, and Christof has left for the Pokecenter Restaurant. And now…
Betrayal
~~Vermilion City. Christof is walking towards the Pokecenter. He is stopped by a man in a Team Rocket suit.~~
“Hey. One last time I ask you - will you join Team Rocket?” asks the man.
Christof thinks about it.
“Tell me more about the job.” says Christof.
“Let’s go somewhere and talk about it. Where were you going?” asks the Rocket.
“The restaurant. I need to give some Magikarp to my dragons and some spoons to my psychics to bend so they can sharpen their skills.” says Christof.
“Let’s go there then.” says the man as he puts on a trench coat, hiding his TR suit.
~~Vermilion City Pokecenter Restaurant. Christof gave some Magikarp to his dragons and some spoons to his psychics. Now he and the Rocket are sitting at a table in back.~~
“What does this job entitle?” asks Christof.
“You will be one of the top psychics in Team Rocket. No influence on what you are told to do or anything else in TR, just a high-ranking psychic. Our first hit. we hope is on this S.S. Anne party. Ship comes to port here on Friday. Today is Tuesday. I think we can make it to Cerulean and back by then on train, don’t you?” says the Rocket.
“Cerulean? Why?” asks Christof.
“Main Rocket headquarters are there. We need to check you in and give you your uniform etc.” says the Rocket.
Christof takes a few minutes to think about this. It would be his chance at the spotlight. He would shag off Clan Caterpie and that annoying Pikachu. Maybe this is for him.
“I’ll take it. What now?” says Christof.
“Betrayal. Go back to the Club and show them this.” says the Rocket as he throws a TR badge at Christof. Christof catches it and pins it on his undershirt. You can’t tell it is there.
“If a fight ensues, bring out a dragon. I’ll have some of my people stationed around the Club to jump in if you call a dragon. If you call a psychic, they won’t respond.” says the Rocket.
“Ok.” says Christof. He stands up and leaves for the club.
~~Pokemon Enthusiasts Club. Christof just came back. Clan Caterpie is back to talking with the Club members.~~
Christof approaches Insanellama.
“Hey, Llama. Check this out.” says Christof as he takes his t-shirt off, revealing his undershirt with the TR badge on it.
“What? WHEN DID YOU JOIN TEAM ROCKET?!” yells Insanellama. All members of the room turn to Christof.
“Pi! Pika pi ka!” says Icy, faster then the translator can translate.
“Team Rocket? They’re here?!” says X. He remembers his TR days.
“That’s right. I’m a high ranking Psychic in Team Rocket and I just joined.” says Christof.
“Why did you join? What good do they do you?” asks Random.
“I’m high ranking to begin with! What can they offer me? Head Psychic over time!” says Christof.
“I despise all Rockets. Want to battle?” says X.
“Let’s go.” says Christof. He reaches for Gyrados.
“Go, GYRADOS!” says Christof. Seconds later, the door busts open and 4 Rockets jump in. A Ninetales follows one, a Jolteon another, a Vaporeon another and a Meowth following the last one.
“Go ahead. Try it.” says Christof. A backdoor opens and 4 Rockets come in with a Nidorino following each one.
“I think it’s time we go.” says Random.
“It is. Let them out the backdoor says Christof. The Rockets shove everyone out the backdoor. Then the Rockets leave. The Club members go back in. Clan Caterpie stands around.
~~PokeTrans Train. Christof, in a trench coat along with 3 other people in trench coats (TR suits on underneath) are sitting down, talking. They are en route to Cerulean for Chistof to be checked in.~~
“You decide your uniform. Of course, a few things are standard.” says one Rocket.
“How about boots up to my knee with black dress pants that are tucked into them? Then a black t-shirt with a red R in the middle.” says Christof. “Sounds fine. Black is the standard color for high rankers.” says the Rocket that got him to join.
“Also, we got a call before we left Vermilion that we need a psychic on board S.S. Anne for the party. They said Dreadite and Maria might be there, but we’re not sure.” says a Rocket.
“I’ll do it. Most people don’t know that I’ve gone Rocket yet and, if that stupid Clan Caterpie is smart, they’ll keep their mouths shut. I want a few of our people to trail them, but don’t have them board the S.S. Anne. If anything happens, I’ll take care of them personally there on the boat.” says Christof. Soon, the train stops and pulls into Cerulean station. The Rockets along with Christof get out and duck into a car. The car drives to an ordinary house. Christof follows the Rockets in.
“Upstairs, door 2. Knock once, then kick the door 3 times. They’ll asks the password. The password is psylead.” says a Rocket. Christof goes upstairs, knocks once and kicks the door 3 times. Someone asks what the password is and Christof gives the password. The door opens and Christof walks in.
As soon as they got back into the Pokemon enthusiasts club, firestorm had to leave to cool down. “We’d better go with 'em, they’re on a rampage.” Icy, Dev, Insanellama, Seanish, Random, Blackhole, and X followed(if I left anyone out, terribly sorry). Toocold and Firestorm headed straight for the Pokecenter-diner. Sure enough, in the back we’re a group of guys in trench coats, laughing about what their comrades had done. They saw Toocold and Firestorm, and began pointing and laughing even more histerically. Toocold picked a nice steel beam, and bashed his head against it. That calmed them down just a little.
“You guys want some ice with those drinks?” asked Toocold with a cool sarcasm.
“These guys’ meals look a little undercooked,” said Firestorm with the same level of sarcasm. Just then Insanellama and the rest arrived on the scene.
“Cool it you guys!” said the group in unison.
“What, we’re just trying to make their meals more perfect,” said Toocold and Firestorm, exchanging grins.
“Hey, look, you guys wanna take this outside?” asked one of the Team ROcket members.
“Sure thing sir,” said Toocold,”after you.” They all walked out side, as they passed through the lobby, one of the TR guys pulled his hat down a little lower. Toocold whispered to firestorm,”Watch the door with that flamethrower.” When they got outside, Firestorm focused on the Pokecenter door. Toocold focused his attention on the main group, as did Clan Caterpie. “Alright, let’s get this over with, physical, or Pokemon battle.” said Toocold. The one in front said, “I’ll take YOU on in a MAN-TO-MAN MATCH.” Toocold dropped his backpack, and handed his ice-launcher to X. “If anyone suspicous comes out the front door, USE IT!” said toocold to X. Toocold then removed his jacket, and was left in cameo-fatigues. “Alright, I’m ready,” said Toocold. The Team Rocket man stripped down to a Black tank top with a red R, and black jeans. “What are you tryin to pull, those are steel toed boots man,” with that Toocold removed his own boots,”Lets do this bare foot.” said Toocold. The rocket member kicked off his boots. Insanellama, getting the picture, decided to start the match, “GO!” The rocket member dove for Toocold’s leg. He jumped, avoiding it, and came down with a crashing thud, on the man’s back. He picked him up in a choking head lock. Toocold then jerked back, bringing the man down on his head with the full force of both their weights. The rocket member didn’t move. “Who’s next,” said toocold. Then someone burst out of the bushes, 3 of them all jumping toocold. 4 more came around the building, there were now 12 team rocket members surrounding the group, X tossed Toocold his launcher. Toocold managed to knock the 3 guys off of himself, and together with Firestorm’s flamethrower, they kept them at a safe distance from the group. Toocold fired 3 cube bursts into 6 of the team rocket members chests, The rockets decided to collect their wounded and leave. Firestorm and Toocold head butted each other, and finally began to calm down as they walked back to the club. Toocold collected his gear from the ground and put it back on. When they re-entered the Club, Toocold and Firestorm took a seat.
To Be Continued…
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