Prologue The Hunt

The lone outline of a man sitting in an over-sized chair was all that filled the room. He held a small glass of brown liquid, brandy, in his right hand and a burning cigar in his left. Anyone who could get close enough could feel the defiant feeling of power and anger. This man had lost to many prized possessions recently and his sorry excuse of a posse couldn't retrieve them back for him. It was . . . frustrating. But he wouldn't worry himself too much, for Giovanni always got he wanted, not matter the costs. "Soon," The Team Rocket leader thought to himself ", you'll both be all mine again." The monitor in front of Giovanni flickered on with two pictures, one of the world's most powerful Pokemon and the other his latest protegee. "Soon my beauties," Giovanni spoke to himself drumming his figure tips together ", soon . . ."