DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN POKEMON
I DON'T OWN THE IMAGE EITHER. ALL CREDIT GOES TO ITS ARTIST, Ebony-River, OF DEVIANTART.
Prologue
Kanto - Team Rocket HQ
The headquarters of the region's most notorious criminal organisation was as busy as it could ever be. Agents and grunts were busy training with their pokemon to make them as strong as possible. Scientists and doctors were busy making and testing new gadgetry to make their pokemon unnaturally powerful. Admins and their minions were busy in conference rooms, planning their next moves to take over the world or ways to avoid detection by the Lance and his G-Men. Others were just simply doing their own things.
But one particular man was in his dark office, with nothing else, but his cup of coffee and his beloved Persian. This man was Giovanni, the heartless and greedy leader of Team Rocket. He was busy watching video feed from past situations. And those situations were ones that made his blood boil to immeasurable levels.
He was watching footage on his and Team Rocket's most hated arch-enemy, Ash Ketchum.
He had heard many things regarding the boy that involved foiling Team Rocket's plans and he could hardly believe it. But that all changed when he met Ash in the Unova region. He could barely believe his eyes when he first saw him. That was the boy who was the thorn in his side for so long? That fifteen year old boy was the one causing Team Rocket and his trio of idiots so much trouble and money? A simple trainer with an impossible dream? A boy and a Pikachu?
Ever since three of his agents, James, Jessie and Meowth had returned from the Unova region and told him everything about the boy that they knew, from being able to befriend any pokemon to meeting every legendary pokemon to almost single-handedly being able to save the world. Giovanni was so shocked from being told this that he had to see this phenomenon for himself. After accessing the Team Rocket satellites for footage connected to this boy, he couldn't take his eyes off what he saw. Ash saving legendary pokemon. Ash stopping teams Aqua, Magma, Galactic and Plasma. Ash meeting every legendary pokemon from Mewtwo to Arceus to Kyurem. Ash in very tough situations, but always finding a way out.
Seeing his foe ending up so lucky with great opportunities while managing to foil Team Rocket's evil schemes every time he sees them has made him dangerously angered. He even heard that he was responsible for foiling some plans of Cassidy, Butch and Dr Namba. But Giovanni's latest defeat at the hands of the boy in Undella Bay in the Unova region was the most humiliating. The power of the Weather Trio at his disposal for a few mere minutes and it was ruined by a mere child. All that research that took months and money…wasted.
But he also had another thing to worry about. Over the past few years, some of his Team Rocket grunts and field agents have been mysteriously...murdered. He had received reports that his agents have been found out in the forests, natural areas and even civilized areas where bodies have been found lying dead with numbers next to them written in their own blood. He wanted to know who would go so far to kill his agents and get away with it. It definitely wouldn't be Lance and the G-Men as they would only apprehend and arrest them. So that meant that there was a mysterious killer on the loose.
"Grrrr. That little brat Ketchum has messed with me for the last time. At this rate, Team Rocket's going to have to be disbanded in just a few years time because of profit losses. Mainly the profit losses because of Jessie James and Meowth.", growled Giovanni to himself. He then began to wonder to himself when he thought of those three.
"Why do those three keep on going after that single Pikachu when there are millions in the world that Team Rocket can easily steal? They say that he is stronger than any other, so I'll see this for myself.", said Giovanni as he tapped on his computer keyboard before he got his results.
He began watching various clips of Ash's Pikachu in battle. Against trainers in league or gym battles, against Team Rocket's machines, against Brandon's Regice, against Tobias' Latios and even when he shot a Thunderbolt against Arceus. Against ARCEUS. The GOD of all pokemon. AND it did legitimate DAMAGE. Giovanni began to develop an evil smirk as he also started to watch clips of some of his other pokemon battling such as Charizard against Articuno and Sceptile against Darkrai.
But one clip that he had seen earlier was one that revealed his greatest secret.
He was Lugia's Chosen One.
He couldn't believe it. So that's why he's been meeting all those legendary pokemon and becoming friends with them. That's why he miraculously managed to save the world so many times. Because he was destined to.
Now his smirk had become an incredibly wide smile.
"You know, maybe those three may have done me a favour after all. Finding a trainer of great importance to the world with intensely powerful pokemon who can be incredibly useful for Team Rocket's schemes. But I must first be sure that they are worth the capture.", said Giovanni as he picked up his private phone on his desk.
"Matori, send in for James, Jessie and Meowth.", spoke Giovanni to his secretary.
"Yes, sir. May I ask why you want those three when they are your least favourite of our agents?", asked Matori.
"I have a special assignment for them, Matori. It looks like they have given me information valuable information throughout their travels after all. And I don't think I'll consider them completely hated.", said Giovanni and then he hung up on the phone.
Five minutes later, the trio entered his office.
"You wanted to see us, sir.", asked James nervously.
"Yes, I did. Have a seat and lets have a little chat, shall we?", said Giovanni as he pointed to the two seats.
Jessie and James took their seats while Meowth sat uncomfortably on the floorm but he kept quiet.
"S-s-so, sir, w-wha-what do you wanna talk about?", asked James.
"About the boy you have been following all these years.", said Giovanni.
"The twoip? Why him?", asked Meowth.
"Well, I believe that you have been…following him for quite some time now. Am I right?", asked their boss.
"Yes, sir. Only to steal his pokemon, especially his Pikachu.", said Jessie.
"Hm, so it seems. I need your own reason on why you have been following that single person all this time.", said Giovanni.
"Well, sir, his pokemon are a lot more powerful than almost anyone else's and they are worth stealing. I mean, he caught an incredibly rare shiny Noctowl, a lot of wild starter pokemon and even a Gible, which is capable of becoming a Pseudo-Legendary pokemon. And his Pikachu, Charizard and Sceptile have defeated legendary pokemon. THOSE are definitely worth taking, along with everyone else he has.", explained Jessie.
Giovanni thought for a while. He had to admit, she was right about those facts. Shiny pokemon are hard to find and starter pokemon aren't everywhere these days. Pseudo-legendaries are powerful and can become powerful pokemon. And it's not everyday one can defeat a legendary pokemon with a common pokemon.
"Alright then. I'm sending you out on a special mission. I want you to go after the boy one last time. You tell me these stories on how powerful his pokemon really are, but I want to see them in action before confirming that they are worth stealing. It doesn't matter if you fail or succeed at capturing his pokemon, I just want to see how powerful they are together.", said Giovanni.
"Okay, sir. And what do you mean by 'one last time.'", asked James.
"After this, you three will be doing real missions for Team Rocket instead of following the boy throughout his adventures.", said Giovanni, "You are hereby dismissed. And while you are at it, act like you really mean to take his pokemon and don't hold anything back. You will also find your pokemon in your lockers."
"And one more thing. If his pokemon do prove that they are worth taking, then he and all of Team Rocket will be meeting up. Very, very soon."
"Alright, sir. We're going.", said James as he and his two partners got up and left the office.
"Well, I guess that means one good thing for us.", said James.
"What's dat?", asked Meowth.
"No more having to embarrass ourselves in front of the boss, no more blast offs and no more having to endure Pikachu's Thunderbolts.", said James.
"I guess you're right, James.", said Jessie.
After the two collected their pokemon from their lockers, they went outside to find a Meowth-head balloon waiting for them.
"Just you wait, twoip. Team Rocket's coming at you at full throttle, and this time, we're holding nothing back.", said Meowth.
In the Kalos Region Team Flare HQ
In his office in the Team Flare HQ, the leader of the organisation with orange hair known as Lysandre was too watching clips and footages of Ash Ketchum as Giovanni had been, but he was filled with fascination rather than anger. After all, he had not met Team Flare yet or know about them. And he wasn't their enemy…yet.
He was watching the final satellite footage of Ash's little adventure at the Tree of Beginning. He was truly amazed that the boy was able to utilize aura because of Sir Aaron being his ancestral Aura Guardian and how he can use it to his advantage, despite the fact that he had not been able to use it very often.
He had already seen every other one of Ash's encounters and adventures with legendary pokemon, but the one where he used his aura was the one that caught his eye. This was the one adventure he couldn't take his eyes away from.
"If we can somehow use that power, it can help us greatly in our plan. ", said Lysandre to himself while rubbing his chin in thought.
"Knowing the boy, he'll be wanting to come to Kalos next in his Journey. Our master plan is only in its beginning stages. If we can capture him, his abilities can be of great use to us and our cause.", said Lysandre to himself, thinking of the possibilities in which the aura of a human can be used.
"We'll be waiting for you, Chosen One.", said Lysandre as he switched off his viewing screen.
Elsewhere in the Kanto Region
Outside a cave within one of the mountains near Vermillion City, an unknown masked figure with black clothes was watching the world from a high altitude. In the cave behind him, a small group of pokemon were sleeping after today's training session.
He turned his attention towards the Vermillion City Train Station. He saw from a faraway distance that people were leaving and entering, but he was mostly focused on a single individual. A young boy with a Pikachu on his shoulder and a young woman walking next to him.
"So, you have come back.", said the figure.
Suddenly, one of the figure's pokemon floated up beside him. It resembled a large gold sword with sliver edges and a golden handle. It also had black ghostly arms with purple fingers and holding a strange gold and bronze shield. The was also a single purple eye above the blade.
"Is that the boy?", asked the pokemon.
"Yes, my friend. That is the boy.", said the figure.
"When are we to meet him?", asked the pokemon
"When he returns home to Pallet Town, my friend.", said the figure.
"I do not mean to offend you, but are you sure that confronting the boy in the way that you think is best is the right thing for him? It can really hurt him.", said the pokemon.
"No offense taken, Aegislash. And I must do this. He has suffered enough from not becoming victorious because of his responsibility as the Chosen One to protect the world from harm. Giving him this talk will most likely take it as a challenge, knowing that he has great determination to win. He has great power within him. He just needs a little…motivation to get him to do better in such little time.", said the figure.
"I understand. But don't you think that the way you will give him this talk will be a little on the harsh side?", said the pokemon, now known as Aegislash.
"The boy has taken much worse talks than what I'm going to tell him. It should be enough to ignite the true fire within him. And that fire should be enough to keep the world safe as well as keeping him focused on his true goal.", said the figure as he walked back into the cave with his Aegislash.
"Rest up tonight. We leave for Pallet Town in the morning.", said the figure as he lay on a makeshift bed.