Part I: New Development

Chapter 1: Crash Landing

Jacob unhooked the parachute off of his back. He walked out from underneath the heavy parachute that had just saved his life to meet four unfriendly gazes, which he gazed right back. On the inside, he was scared. They were all scared, but they had to seem as tough and intimidating as possible to each other.

Jacob was a member of Team Rocket who had just crash landed into wherever he was with four other people. Each wore uniforms to show their separate allegiances. One of Team Magma, Team Aqua, Team Galactic, and Team Plasma. The tensions were peaking as they gazed at each other. After an international meeting of all of the Teams turning into a melee, the tensions were stocked even higher.

Their crazy dogfight driving them completely out of the way made them more than enemies. Despite the radio's pleas, they kept fighting until they all crashed over where they were now, surrounded by disintegrated jets and burning engines scattered among the rainforest's trees. So they stood there, glaring at one another, in secret hopes that one of them would release the tension by saying something.

Finally, Jacob spoke up and said something, trying to be intimidating as a member, but gentle, due to how fragile the situation was. "Well, we're all here and can't do anything about it, so what are your names?"

There was a long pause. No one had quite expected this, however they internally agreed that they may as well try to coexist in their new world. The member of Team Galactic started. "My name is Simon. Team Galactic Grunt."

The pirate cleared his throat. "I'm Ralph. Team Aqua Grunt."

The man whose costume was a dark red shot a glare at him and said, "Jack. Team Magma Grunt." Ralph returned the glare.

The last man clearly and emotionlessly stated, "William. Team Plasma."

Jacob then introduced himself to his fellow plane crash survivors. "My name is Jacob. I am a Team Rocket Grunt."

They were back at their long silence. They all managed to keep their intimidating aura to represent their organizations. Yet despite their tough presences, they knew that they were all afraid. Their minds ran at the same pace, thinking the same thoughts. The same thing was drilled into each of their heads. They had to stay tough after the failed meeting.

They all remembered the fights that would have been inevitable. Started by Team Magma and Aqua, it later became a bloody free for all. All of the Pokemon were attacking, most of them knocked out, causing the need to escape. The five grunts in dead silence were some of the first to leave, each taking a jet for themselves to resolve the fight in the air. Little did they know that the fight would lead them to where they were at that moment.

Jack suddenly spoke up, completely ignoring how fragile the situation was. "Who here will be our leader?" All five of them quickly started listing reasons of why they should be leader simultaneously, causing uproar among the trees.

The talking stopped abruptly when Jacob yelled, "Zubat! Go!" He threw his Pokeball to release his Pokemon. The ordinary Zubat that was handed to him when he joined Team Rocket.

The other four grunted and pulled out their Pokeballs and in almost unison, shouted "Go Zubat!" The beams of light developed more tired Zubats who were knocked out from the battle between the five teams earlier that day.

Jacob grinned. He knew not fighting in the pointless brawl would be a wise decision. He had power. "Well, well, well. It looks like I have a sense of superiority here. So let's get down to-"He was interrupted by a quick black blur.

The Zubat let out a cry and fell to the ground. The other four villains tried to suppress their laughter. Jacob tried to suppress his angry screams. Jacob took a couple deep breaths to seize his rage as his Zubat slowly rose back up.

Despite their laughing, the other four were pretty worried. What was that thing? It seemed to nearly destroy Jacob's Zubat after a single hit. And it was lightning fast, too. After their fit of laughing, they silently braced themselves in case it came back and attacked them.

Jacob was ready too. "Zubat! Next time you see the black blur come at you, use a Wing Attack to try to stop it so we can get a good look at it. They were all back at the silence they shared at the beginning. Their senses were greatly magnified to sense the return of the black blur. Every movement was slow. Jacob kept his eyes on the rest of the jungle as he let his hand ease its way down to his parachute backpack.

SNAP! All of the eyes darted to where the sudden sound came from. Then they waited again. It was nothing. The cold sweat ran down everyone's backs as the single Zubat prepared an attack for any given moment.

Suddenly, it seemed that everything was silent. There wasn't a sound from the trees. The wind seemed silent. The leaves rustling among each other were completely silent. There was no sound. Time seemed to stand still.

Suddenly, a snap was heard over the rest of the silence. Jacob was the first to react to it. He pulled a Pokeball out and threw it near Zubat. In less than an instant, Zubat attacked the blur with its wing as a sharp cry was heard. The Pokeball hit at nearly the same time as the black figure disappeared into a ball of light.

Directly after, Simon yelled "You had a Pokeball? Why didn't you tell us?"

"Shut up limehead," came Jacob's retort. "I happened to have some extra, in case of an emergency, which happened to be the case." He looked to the Pokeball, which had sealed. The Zubat then gave out and fell to the ground with the other four.

"So it's a Pokemon. Well, let's see what it is. It shouldn't run since you have now caught it," said William.

"Yeah! I wanna see what it is!" said Ralph, accidentally letting his intimidation slip.

Jacob pressed a button as the ball opened. It unleashed a light that at first took the form of a small cat. Four of the grunts had their mouths open in shock. William left it shut and stared at what was going on with contemplation. The light slowly faded away to show a pitch black Pokemon that nearly resembled a Glameow. It had sleek skin that shined in the sunlight and a long tail that, unlike a Glameow, did not curl up. It was very small, about the size of a Mudkip, had a slender body, and an inquisitive face that, at that moment, looked quite angry.

"What in the world is that Pokemon?" asked Jack. He had tossed away his intimidating aura in complete adoration of this new discovery.

Simon's sense of intimidation was past gone. "It's adorable!" Simon said in an adoring voice. He let his hand move over to it. "I just wanna pet the little-" His wimpy monologue was interrupted before it could start by his hand being slashed by the new Pokemon. Simon looked at his hand and screamed with agony.

William had a notepad out and wrote, "Okay, so it knows Scratch, but what else is there about it?"

Ralph decided to speak as Simon sucked his fist. "Well, it looks like it's some sort of new species of Pokemon that hasn't been discovered. Heck, I think we're in some sort of new region that hasn't been explored yet."

Jacob looked down at his new companion. He recalled it into its new Pokeball and walked away.

Simon then called, "Wait! Jacob! Don't you need your Zubat?"

Jacob kept walking. He didn't need it anymore. Besides, what good is a collapsed Zubat. Three of the other Grunts walked on without their collapsed Zubat. Simon looked at the four that had walked away. He looked back to his Zubat. Simon took out his only Pokeball and recalled the collapsed Zubat. He then ran to chase after the other four intimidating figures.