It might end up being sadistically twisted... Oh, and, I'm gonna be using all Japanese names. "Lawrence III" my ass. What a dumb name, compared to Jirarudan. Was inpired from a request on the Pokemon Kink Meme. (See profile)

POV: Multiple.
Warning: First chapter is boooring!

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"Damn it. I'm cornered. I can't fly away from here, without my airship, and I can't go ask anyone for help. Surely they want me either dead, or arrested."
The collector keeps his hands in his coat pockets, making sure that his prized possession is safe. Whenever it's safe, he feels safe.

"I suppose... This is all I can really do for the moment." He mutters to himself. He looks through the remains of his airship to see if his computer survived the attack.
Of course it didn't. The computer was all rubble. The only thing still in tact was the one security camera that he had in the lower level part of the ship.

"Perhaps, this can help me. Or at least, I can look at those three beautiful birds again." He turned it on, and watched the small screen.

"Such wonderfull creatures. I wouldn't have had to let them go, if it weren't for those damn kids."

He didn't notice that he was being watched right away. In fact, it took him a while to finally realize it.

"Hey, isn't that the collector person?" "Yeah, it is, isn't it!" He turned around, hearing voices, but seeing no one.

"You don't need to hide behind that large rock. Show your self."

"Oh, um... No, we're.." The voices came out, three figures stood infront of him.

"Ah, I recognize your faces from somewhere... Weren't you helping that chosen one out?"

"Yeah.. But.. Don't get us wrong, we hate him, we just also hate the idea of dying." The red headed girl spoke up.

"Introduce your selves." A simple command... Went to far.

The three started.. Singing? No, more like chanting. What the hell was going on?

"Um, what the hell are you doing?" The three stopped. "Introducing ourselves- this is what we always do. It's our motto."

"Please don't. What do you want?"

"Err, right... We just noticed you, and, we think we might beable to help you out, of course, you'll need to return the favor."

"Not interested."

"Wait, it's really quite simple, really. My name's Musashi, and we were just wondering if you could deliver something for us."

"It's not as simple as it sounds, miss."
"Really? 'Cause it would bring you to safety?"

Safety huh? This made the older man smile a bit.

"We were just wondering if you could fly our balloon for us- to Viridian city? It would help us out quite a bit, seeing how heavy it is, in our submarine."

"... That's it?"

"No, actually. There's this underground base, close to the gym in town. We just want you to store it in the equipment room for us. We can let our boss know that you'd be coming."

"Fine, I'll accept your request, and if anything were to happen to me- anything bad, or dangerous, then I'll kill you."

"Don't you's worry 'bout that. Koji, go get 'da balloon for him, well ya?"

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"Did that Nyasu just talk?"

"Yep, I did."

"Interesting. As much as I hate using these.." He took out a blue, red, and white Pokeball.
"Would you like to come with me? You'd make a fine addition to my collection- despite the fact that with this, I can't see you."

"Sorry, I'm no one's Pokemon but my own boss's. I'll go wit ya doh." "No, you won't." Musashi decided for him. "Why not?" Jirarudan toned them out. They were just gonna argue anyway.
"You know what, I change my mind." You deserve to stay here with your friends." (Annoying cat.)

"Got the damn thing. Good luck with this balloon."

The younger man started it up for the slightly older man. "Thank you, miss."
"Um, I'm a guy."

"Of course you are. Off I go then."
"Thanks a bunch, Mr. Collector, sir!"

He pulled on the fire starter thing, and started flying away with his card and camera.
"Of course I'm not going to fullfill the promise, but I suppose I can check the underground base thing out."

It surprisingly didn't take all to long for him to make it to the destinated town. Not like it mattered to him. He landed in the town, but kept the balloon where it was. He could care less for it.

"I'm surprised no body tried killing me in the air. Well, I guess no one could recognize the flying Nyasu balloon to be their enemy."
He walked out of the green basket, looking around for the gym that they've mentioned before.

In the gym... Sort of.

"Sir, the Nyasu balloon was spotted, so be carefull- they're back." Another rocket grunt, in black, looked kind of worried. By "carefull," he was referring to his boss's anger issues.

"Damn it. What could those three want? Money? Perhaps they'd rather have the position of gym leader again. I was hoping that they'd die in the process the first time."

"Sir.." Another agent walked in. "Agent 009, what is it?" She held up a black, thick phone.
"For you, Sakaki."