This is my fan fiction on the pokemon universe I have altered the original cannon in some ways and for that I apologize. Sorry about the summary thank you for reading this anyway (I hate the word limit) Rated T for swearing, scenes of Pokemon related violence and mild innuendo. I'm not going beyond the diamond/pearl area in fact this is based on pokemon yellow.

Jorrin stared out over the open ocean surrounding cerulean city. Behind him, the 'staff' of Nugget Bridge were in shambles having all attempted to stop him. He wore simple jeans and a t-shirt, on his arm sat a Pidgeotto cooing softly and by his side stood a fully-grown Sandslash making snuffling noises.

"What benefits can I expect from joining your… organization?" He asked. "Well… You will be bound only by our code. You will be given cheap transportation and free board anywhere in the Kanto or Johto region and the only thing we expect in return is a cut of the profits you gain from your… jobs." Said a scrawny man in simple nondescript clothes standing behind Jorrin "You will have to obey orders given by your superiors of course and help allied forces in any operations they might have going within reason." "What is this code?" Jorrin asked his eyes never leaving the crystal clean water. The Scrawny man was set slightly on edge this was a teenager. A teenager who had just wiped out six promising recruits without his pokemon even breaking a sweat he reminded himself silently. A teenager who had single handedly disrupted their operations in mount moon. Still it set you on edge this boy was all to calm and collected.

"Fairly simple: No stealing from other members, no killing without express orders from at least someone of sergeant rank ,no disobeying the rules set by someone of higher rank then yourself." The man paused for breath "That's all?" Asked Jorrin he appeared to be watching a struggle between a Tentacool and a Goldeen just under the waters surface. "Of course not. There are many more specifics but that's the general idea." Said the man, "What rank would I be starting with?"

The Goldeen had managed to maneuver itself and now was stabbing at the Tentacool mercilessly with its horn but it was obvious that the Tentacool's poison was taking its toll.

"You would start out as a grunt of course." "Not good enough!" Snarled Jorrin turning his back on the battle, The Pidgeotto made a warning squawk and flared its wings out and the Sandslash snarled. "But the fact that you just managed to eliminate six of our most promising recruits will probably set you ahead I'll see what I can do." Said the team rocket recruiter hastily.

"You do that." Said Jorrin turning back to the battle, his pokemon relaxed.

The water was now turning red due to the Tentacool's stab wounds but the Goldeen seemed to be struggling to stay awake. Jorrin pulled a Poke ball from his belt. "Save the Goldeen and bring it to Me." he said as a flash of energy formed itself into a Wartortle. The Wartortle dived and grabbed hold of the rapidly sinking Goldeen and pulled it back to the surface. Jorrin pulled a spray bottle from his pack and applied liberal doses to the Goldeen's wounds. Then he pulled a syringe and paused "Hold it still." He ordered. "Wartortle." Said his pokemon with a scratchy voice. "I see." The Goldeen was starting to struggle as the pain dulling effects of the potion took effect. He drew another poke ball "Go Sarge!" "A flash of energy formed into a Butterfree who glided over to the active struggle between Wartortle and the Goldeen. "Use sleep powder on the Goldeen!" Wartortle glanced up and dived under the water but Goldeen got a full dose and rapidly fell into a deep slumber. "Well done." Jorrin leaned over and applied the syringe. The Goldeen jolted awake and he pulled his hand back hastily. The Goldeen glanced around started to move toward the Wartortle but before it could do anything Jorrin had drawn a poke ball and activated it you could visibly see the Goldeen struggling against it but the poison had weakened it too much

"Why?" Asked the man who had been watching the proceedings go by silently. "Easy catch." Said Jorrin before pulling out the Poke ball the Wartortle had come from. "Return." He said. Energy formed around the Wartortle and it disappeared. He returned the poke ball to its place in his belt before doing the same to Sarge who was fluttering above the water.

"Give me a copy of your code and I'll inform you of my decision tomorrow." "How do I know I can trust you?" "I haven't ran to the police yet have I?" The man shook his head "Of course not. I'll get it to you immediately." With that, he scurried off. Jorrin began to tend to the few wounds his Pokemon had taken during the battle on the bridge and was just about finished when the man returned clutching a folder. "Here it is." He handed the folder to Jorrin. "I'll see you tomorrow. Thank you for your time." Jorrin said accepting the folder "I look forward to it." Said the man, Jorrin began walking back across the bridge towards the Pokemon center.

I'll take insults if necessary or compliments if they're deserved (or even if they're not)

Please review. Thanks to Walls of Jericho for pointing out that I should break it up to make it less immeadeatly intimidating