I've been a rabid fan of Pokemon basically since its release and I must say that 2nd Generation is by far my favorite. I've always dreamed of what it would be like to have a story with Pokemon instead of just RPG. I've read a few and now playing the game becomes the tiniest bit bland.

Prologue

The Resurrection of Team Rocket

Goldenrod City – Tunnel Basement

The dark, cold metal of the walls gave a harsh gleam under the bright fluorescent lighting of the underground tunnels. Having to stare at it for days and weeks on end only angered Archer. He was through with having to continually waste away in this dank hell hole. He was tired of living in the shadows for the last near three years.

After the dissipation of Team Rocket three years ago, its members were left scattered, leaderless. And worst of all, most of them gave up. They willingly turned themselves in or decided to make "a more honest living elsewhere". That made Archer seethe; where was their passion? How could they have joined the organization in the first place if they were going to give up so easily?

Most of all, he was disgusted by the way his esteemed boss, Giovanni, could disband and abandon them all like this. Team Rocket was his life's work, and he had given it up after a simple battle against the likes of a Rookie Trainer like Red? Not even Archer could do such a thing. He had forsaken everything in his life for Team Rocket, and would do it all again if given the choice.

But it didn't matter much anymore. Archer never let himself throw Team Rocket away completely. He had worked hard for the last three years to bring Team Rocket back on its legs. Though, he could hardly have done it alone, not without the help of his Executives: Petrel, Proton, and Ariana. Petrel had helped gather members both new and old with his charismatic tongue. Proton had made sure that the police were made to look the other way and when some of them just didn't want to, it was Ariana who eliminated them before they became a threat. Archer had put the three together as his executives for those specific reasons. They did their jobs and did them well, seeing as only three short years, Team Rocket's plans would come into full fruition. And better yet, there were few who knew of the organization's resurgence. Even the Indigo Plateau Champion had no more than trifling rumors without any solid evidence.

But soon Team Rocket was going to make their presence known. They had grown strong. Even the lowest grunts were made to be no pushovers, Archer made sure of that. He had personally trained every new recruit Petrel had given him during all his spare hours. All of them had the passion and strength as they did when Giovanni was leader and Archer also made sure that they wouldn't go running until things were absolutely over and done. They had every right to be as ruthless and cruel as they wanted and worry of no consequences.

Though, it is doubtful one could be as ruthless as Ariana. Archer thought with a smirk. He liked that in a woman. Though her arrogance sometimes made him grit his teeth and her confidence sometimes bordered on narcissism. She wasn't at all like-

No, that's all in the past. And I will not go back. Archer shook his head. Over the last week, Archer had been visited by images of his former family. He hadn't seen them in eight years, but he remembered every detail of their faces so suddenly. Once he had a fleeting wonder of what they looked like now, but before the thought was finished, it had been shaken away. Team Rocket is, and will be, my only family.

It was time to leave the pathetically small space he called an office, once and for all. Archer activated his communicator. "Proton. It's time. Take your team to Azalea Town."

Proton's baritone answered. "Yes sir."

Team Rocket had begun to run out of funds. The Slowpoke's tails were a delicacy to many, though not any in the Johto region. But there were places up north where people would pay anything for the tails. Archer trusted that Proton would do his job.

Finally, I'll be able to leave the shadows and enter the light, Archer thought to himself. There will be no more need of Giovanni. I will be the proclaimed leader of Team Rocket. And when Team Rocket succeeds, I will be king!

Here we have the prologue of my Pokemon story. I look at this and it makes me think of a scene later on the fic and I wish I could just fast-forward to it, but alas, I actually have to write it first. *sigh*