Hi this is something new I wanted to try, I felt my other books I attempted to write had been done before so I wanted to try something I haven't seen on the site before, A story looking at one of Pokemon's most overlooked characters Looker! One of the most charismatic characters in any media he shows up in! So here's an attempt, I will not have a set update schedule, but if this goes well I might make an attempt at one, then come up with excuses to avoid it!

Looker sat alone in his office, sitting back in his rotating chair with his feet propped up on his cluttered desk, on his lap sat his latest case file (Which he had already solved). He sighed his life lately had been filled with paperwork and case files, he hadn't seen any field work since his battle with team Plasma… (I wonder how those kids are.) "Hnm as far as I know Interpol is still keeping tabs on Ketchum, but as for Hilbert-" He muttered to himself before the door opened. "Cro" said Croagunk as he slowly entered the room his feet making no noise. "Ah there you are, I was going to come find you in a moment anyway." he said happily, his attitude changed quickly as he was handed a new folder, he frowned and accepted the folder. Taking a look inside he scowled at the amount of black ink, the black bricks covered names, locations and other important info, the higher ups weren't making this easy for him but the message was clear, he spoke his voice serious "We might have some trouble brewing in Johto again, it seems Team Rocket is having a resurgence, after Three years." He sat up in his chair a bit more "Seems they have already forgotten what happened last time they tried to rise up in Johto… or perhaps their plan never changed and they just ran to lick their wounds."

He sat up and tossed the old case files back onto the desk and walked to the coat rack *Sigh* "Looks like I'm done paper pushing for now, let's go Croagunk." He pulled out a pokeball with the Interpol logo on it, he pressed the button on the device and Croagunk was returned in a beam of red light. "Looks like we've got our work cut out for us…"