I haven't been here as long as some of the other grunts of Team Plasma, but I was here for a while. I was trained for this, trained to do what the Sages - Ghetsis - had planned out for the sake of our Lord N. No... for the sake of the entire world! You wouldn't tell from looking, but the Pokemon were suffering from the hands of trainers, always being mistreated instead of being treated as equals, or even the greater beings of creatures that they were. And as such actions would suffice, my lord wished to separated Pokemon from their trainers, keeping them safe from whatever harm came their way. They would live the lives that was so rightfully theirs, without humans interfering.

I doubt that I made a good impression on either Lord N's or Ghetsis' speech pattern when it comes to these kind of things... But I think I was pretty close on nailing it down.

I suppose one would wonder what a person like me is doing here in an organization like Team Plasma. Whenever "Team" is mentioned, it's usually labeled as a evil syndicate. Organizations like Team Rocket or Team Galactic, or even Team Magma and Team Aqua come to mind (Trust me, I did my research), but Team Plasma is different I think. We don't fight in order to conquer the world or anything like that. We fight with the Pokemon's best interest at heart. We fight for our lord's vision of a world where Pokemon are safe from harm, like the beautiful beings they are. A world of Black and White.

Now, the bosses of the past Team Syndicates were cruel bastards, who would gain at nothing to achieve their goal. They would hijack Radio Buildings, instill fear in the hearts of the cities, and ever put Pokemon - Legendary or not - in harm's way.

But Lord N... Lord N is different from those guys. He's so pure. I haven't even been around him that long, and I could just tell. He has a pure heart with the Pokemon's best interest at heart. I think he can talk to them too... It's pretty cool. I wish I had an ability like that, I think I could understand them if we spoke Pokemon language.

But back to subject; Team Plasma fights for the well-being of Pokemon. Nothing more, Nothing less. Our plans are going to start at full throttle now. And I personally can't wait to play a part in changing the world.

Us grunts really do look the same huh? The boys and the girls, we're like the Nurse Joy's that's all across the region. Only difference is, not all of us are related in no way shape or form. Actually I'm glad, there are some people here that I wouldn't want to be related to, thank Arceus. As to why we just look like we all popped out of the copying machine, it's part of the uniform. To make us all united I guess. Some of the guys here had their hair natural like that, others dyed it and put in contacts so they could match. I'm lucky I was born like this! Looking the part alone take a lot of work! Names aren't too important for us either. We're either Grunt #1 or Grunt #2 and so on. The names that are necessary to remember are the Seven Sages, which includes Ghetsis, and of course our Lord N.

My name is Lily for the record. But that's not important.

For this mission, all of us were really eager to begin our life's mission. Some with different reasons than others. I knew that I wanted to do our Lord and Sages proud and make every mission a success, no matter what the cost. For that cause, all of us were given a Pokemon as our tools for liberation. Some got one, others were lucky bastards and got six. I was one of the grunts that got three luckily. One for normal use, another for flight, and another for battling purposes. For the duration of our mission and until the liberation of Pokemon is realized, I was to use them anyway I saw fit. Those were the nature of how I was supposed to be treating them. Easy enough to do.

I took out one Pokeball and threw it, curious to see what I got. It was a Minccino. I've seen picture of it in Pokemon books. It was... strangely fluffy up close. I just stared at it for a long time, neutral about it, strangely. It was a Pokemon, but it was also my tool to use. "You listen here," I started. I could never be rough on it, that would be contradictory to my Lord's vision, but I wasn't babying nothing. "You're going to do exactly as I say from now until the liberation. Understood?"

I got a single nod from it as my answer.

I was one of the grunts that accompanied Ghetsis to Accumula Town, standing as still as a knight guarding his lord. As I stood, I couldn't help but listen carefully at Ghetsis' speech. His words were deep and riveting, they were so deep that you couldn't help but think on what he preached afterwards. I could see beyond the crowd, they were into it as well. The confusion was evident in their eyes as they processed on what Ghetsis was saying. Yes... even if you didn't agree, and I don't see why you wouldn't, you could feel the truth. And when you feel it, it hits hard, making you doubt what you've previously grown to know, what you were used to. It was so effective, and it's sometimes scary how it would work.

For the period of time that I was standing there, I saw my Lord's long green hair and cap from among the crowd. When us grunts get used to the sight of seeing him, he's hard not to spot. He was looking right at us, right at Ghetsis like the rest of the crowd. He blended pretty well, we all thought. I couldn't help but to take my gaze off of my Lord and throughout the crowd, seeing their eyes so transfixed on Ghetsis among their growing feelings of conflict. Only in the back of the crowd did I see eyes not really affected by Ghetsis' words. There was a boy... two boys actually, one very collected, one hopeful. They weren't too affected at all.

"They must be new."I thought to myself.

Before I knew it Ghetsis was done with his speech. Man, it was like time froze for me or something. No... I was foolishly spacing out into the distance... that's all. I got into position, coordinated as we planned so many times before, and marched with my fellow grunts. I could see the crowd clearing up from the corner of my eye, and I could even see my Lord N conversing with those new kids. I didn't see what happened next since I was long gone away from the city. Besides... stretching out my eyes to see that far was painful.

The Grunts went our separate ways, doing our respective missions as groups. One had to go to the Dreamyard to get a Munna's Dream Mist, Another went ahead to the base in Castelia City, I was in the group where we were stationed near Nacrene City. And even then, there was so much splitting up! Some Grunts actually went ahead of us for some reason. I don't think we ever saw them lately. No, actually scratch that, I know the reason why. It happened when we were heading over to Nacrene in the first place.

"Hold up. Where do you fools think you're going?" I spat, among our discreet travels to the city. With our uniforms, we stick out like a sore thumb, and one of the things that made our Team so successful and undetectable was that we didn't draw too much attention to ourselves when it was unnecessary. Why they wanted to go on ahead and risk our cover being blown, I didn't know. But it was just stupid thinking! "Well? Are you gonna just stand there like an idiot or are you gonna answer me?"

"Back off. I don't need to explain myself to you, stupid girl." One of the grunts spat back at me, going on with his plans. I raised an eyebrow in disgust. How dare he. I sped up my walking pace and stood right in front of him, arms folded with a challenging glare.

"Care to say that to me again? I'll break your face in." I said coolly, obviously not amused.

"Are you deaf? I said it's none of your business, now move!" He started to move again, this time intent on pushing me out of the away. I wasn't having it, I was prepared to gladly put him in his place. Without knowing it, my Pokeball shook and Minccino came out on its own standing in front of me with a battle stance.

I quirked my brow at first, and then stared at it commandingly. "Get back in your Pokeball. This doesn't concern you." I ordered, but Minccino didn't listen to me. Instead, it started to climb on my shoulder, not taking its eyes off the grunt for a second. The other grunt that was walking away with him, stepped forward and started to explain.

"We were going to liberate a Pokemon that a weak Trainer is unworthy to have. A child at that. You know very well that a child cannot use a Pokemon to its full potential. So it is our duty to see that we liberate it."

I started to frown, still keeping my position. "A waste. That is not part of our mission at all. What good is it to even bother with a child?" I stated, wanting to hear more of their answers. I won't lie, it was actually pretty funny how stupid this was.

"Because that's our cause! If a trainer's weak then they don't deserve to have any Pokemon! So we're going to take it! Simple enough for you?" The Grunt in front of me said, looking so smug. I wiped some water off of my face, probably his spit when he was saying that. Gross.

"Stupid is more like it. But whatever, do as you will. But if this put the mission in danger in any way I swear I'm calling you two out."

"I would you like to see you try, girl. Now out of our way." With that, they both left me alone to pursue that little girl and her Pokemon. I rolled my eyes, seeing that it was such a waste of time. Why steal? That wasn't liberating at all. As Ghetsis and the Sages said before, the way for the people to believe in the liberation was to let them believe willingly. Plus, that was draw attention to them! Did they ever think of that thought? Didn't think so.

"Idiots." I muttered under my breath as I went along my hidden path. I noticed that Minccino was still on my shoulder, and I just stared at it blankly. "What are you still doing out here? Get back in your Pokeball." I ordered. It still didn't listen, instead it curled its tail around the back of my head. I was growing annoyed to be honest. "Did you hear what I said?! Get. back. in." I ordered, holding the Pokeball in my hand. Minccino looked at me sadly, like it didn't want to get back in yet. It did climb off of my shoulder and landed on its feet, but it was still looking at me in a sad face.

It made me sick to look at that. No, not out of disgust. Out of guilt. A little bit of guilt. Lord N would reprimand me if he saw me like this. And of course he's the King of Team Plasma, I didn't even want to disappoint the Sages, let alone N. So, with that thought in mind, I heaved a sigh of defeat. "Fine... you can stay out. But when we enter the city, you're going back in your Pokeball." I said.

Minccino's face instantly lit up, then it started to walk beside me as we went on our way to Nacrene City for the mission. I won't lie, I smiled a small smile. Victory was mine today.