Hey guys and welcome to my new story. I know that I have another story that I'm working on, but I will be updating both of these as much as I can. This one is going to be about Team Rocket from the anime. I know that they are minor characters in my other story, but I love the guys so much I wanted to make a story just about them. With out any further adue, I bring you my second story. hope you like it.
The police sirens were deafening; they would just blare on and on. Normally, police sirens were a common sound to hear from time to time. There would always be some robber trying to make a buck or crooks swindling their customers for things that are just cheap rip-offs. That was all just as common as the seasons. As a matter of fact, if you were a normal citizen of the city, you would be able to just tune out the sirens and continue on what you were doing because you would have gotten used to them.
Not this time.
This time, the police sirens were blaring so loud that you could have mistaken them for tornado sirens. Why was this? Well, everyone in town knew. There was only one reason that there would be so many police officers.
Pokémon thieves.
Most of the time when people think of Pokémon thieves, they think of Team Rocket. And this time, they would be right. But these aren't the Team Rocket grunts that people normally think about.
A man in his mid-twenties was running frantically down the street. In his hands was an iron cage. A blue pokémon that had yellow lights at the end of its antennas was inside the small prison.
"Chinchow," it cried out. The man ignored the pokémon's plea and kept running. He quickly ducked into a small alleyway to catch his breath. He leaned up against one of the walls as he ran a hand through his lavender hair.
I need to get into better shape. The man thought. He strained his ears and heard police sirens in the distance. Lots of them. "Looks like I stirred up the hive," the man said out loud."Good."
The man looked down at his white Team Rocket suit and saw that there was some mud on it. He frowned because he had just gotten it dry cleaned for this mission. But then again, if they were successful, he would have all the money he could ever want, and dry cleaning wouldn't be a problem.
After the man had recovered, he started running down the street once more. It didn't take long for the police to catch up to him, seeing how he was on foot and they were on their motorcycles. The man tried to lose them by running around corners and ducking into random buildings, but it didn't take long for him to hit a wall on one of the streets. A dead end.
The man turned around to see that the policemen were blocking the way out of the alley.
"Hang over that pokémon or else," one of them called out. The man just let out a scowl. He had hoped that he would have been able to keep this up for a little longer, but he guessed that he had given her enough time. Just in case, he decided to do one more thing.
"Wheezing, Smokescreen!" the man said as he took a pokéball off of his belt with the hand that wasn't carrying the cage and then threw it into the air. A bright flash of light came out of the pokéball, and so did a pokémon. It was large, round, and purple with holes all over its body; it had another smaller head connected to it. It was levitating a few meters above the ground.
"Wheezing," the pokémon called out before opening its mouth and releasing a dense black smoke that covered the entire police force. The smoke disoriented the police and made it so that they couldn't see anything, and that allowed the man and his wheezing to push through them.
Once out of the smoke himself, the man ran as fast as he could away from the law enforcers, knowing that he wouldn't get very far when they got on their motorcycles. It was about time to stop this distraction, but he couldn't have them following him. He had to somehow get rid of the reason they were following him. The man looked around and saw the famous river that ran through the city.
That will work he thought. The man took the cage and threw it as hard as he could into the river, careful, however, not to hurt the pokémon inside of it. The man hoped that this would divert the police's attention enough to be able to escape. He then continued to run through the city.
The two ran around a corner as the man took out a slip of paper out of his pocket and read a crudely drawn map.
"Let's see," he said to himself. "Take a right up ahead and we should get to the rendezvous point where Jessie should be." The man put the piece of paper back in his pocket and continued running with his pokémon not far behind. He then took a right that led to a pathway which connected to a small park area. The man looked around and didn't find anyone else there.
"Jessie should be here by now," the man said to no one in particular. "Where is she?" He looked down one of the paths that lead to the park. To his relief, he saw a woman about the same age as he, who was also wearing the same uniform, running down the path with a large sack that was slung on her back. A wobbuffet was not far behind her.
"James, what did you do? Your distraction was a huge success," she said as she stopped beside the man. "No police were ever near the pokécenter, allowing me to take my time in stealing all of their pokémon."
"Take your time?!" The man cried out as he returned his wheezing. "Did you forget that we are in the middle of a heist?"
"Oh, chill out. I got them all, didn't I? So stop complaining," Jessie said as she took a walky talky out of holder that was attached to her belt.
"Wobbuffet," the blue pokémon that was next to Jessie called out.
"Meowth, do you copy?" Jessie said in the walky talky, completely ignoring her pokémon.
"5 by 5," a voice on the other end said.
"We are ready to be picked up at the rendezvous point."
"Alright, I'm bringing the balloon in. ETA, four minutes."
"Copy that," Jessie replied and put the walky talky back on its holster. "So we just have to wait here for a little bit. No one followed you, did they?"
"I don't believe so." James said.
"Stop right there!" the two of them heard a voice. They both looked back towards the way that James had come in. There was a woman in the standard police outfit with a growlithe by her side. Lots of other police officers were behind her.
"Officer Jenny, great," Jessie said sarcastically. Officer Jenny was the head of the police department, and that meant that they had attracted a lot of attention.
"In the name of the Johto police force, you two are under arrest for the theft of pokémon. We will now ask you to come with us peacefully and give us back the pokémon that you stole."
"In your dreams!" Jessie shouted and then took a pokéball from her belt with her free hand. "Let's go Arbok," she said as she threw it. Out came a tall, purple, cobra like creature.
"Ssssabok!" It hissed once out.
"You too, Victreebel," James said as he threw a pokéball of his own. Out came a venus fly-trap looking pokémon with long vines extending out of it.
"Aehhh!" It cried out in a high pitched voice. Both of the pokémon got into their battle stances. Suddenly, the victreebel turned around and jumped onto James, practically swallowing him whole.
"OW! Yes, I love you too Victreebel, but this isn't the time; get them!" James' muffled voice came from inside the pokémon. Victreebel then jumped off of its master and got back into its battle stance.
"Arbok, Poison Sting!" Jessie ordered her pokémon. Arbok shot out several long needles from its mouth that were tipped with venom.
"Growlithe, use flame wheel!" Officer Jenny gave a counterattack. The dog shot out a circle of fire from its mouth. The fire burned right through the needles and hit Arbok square in the chest.
"Ssssabok!" It yelled out after getting hit.
"Victreebel, use Razor Leaf!" James commanded his grass type. Victreebel took some leaves and shot them with its vines. They went at such an incredible speed, the growlithe didn't have time to react and got hit by the full power of the attack.
"Growlithe!" the growlithe cried out once he got hit, but it was back on its feet just as fast. Knowing that Jenny was outnumbered, on of the other police officers stepped up to the plate.
"Let's go spinarak." he called out as another yet another pokémon entered the battle. Out of the pokéball came a small, spider-like pokémon.
"Spinarak."
"Alright Arbok, another poison sting, let's go!"
Jessie's pokémon shook off the flame wheel it had just taken and sent out another volley of needles.
"Dodge that!" both Officer Jenny and the other policeman said in unision. As if in sync, the two pokémon dodged just in time to not get hit by the poison sting.
"Spinarak, use string shot on that arbok."
The spinarak shot out a line of string the surrounded and entangled Arbok. The snake couldn't move since the web had it trapped.
"Now, throw it!" the police officer ordered. Despite its tiny size, the spinarak was easily able to pick up Arbok with the string still attached to its mouth and throw it across the park area. Arbok ending up smashing into one of the park bench.
"Arbok?" Jessie said in concern, wondering if Arbok could battle anymore.
"Growlithe, use flamethrower!" Jenny kept up their attack. Growlithe shot out a stream of fire from its mouth.
"Use Razor Leaf again," James said out of panic. Victreebel obeyed, but the flamethrower burned the leaves to a crisp before hitting the grass type. Victreebel got pushed backwards from the hit and rammed into James, knocking him over. It was obvious that neither Arbok nor Victreebel could battle anymore, so Jessie and James returned their pokémon to their pokéballs respectively.
"Now hand over those pokémon," Jenny told them again, thinking that she had won.
"Not now, not never." Jessie said. She then jumped up onto a rope with a little platform that had been lowered down from somewhere, her wobbuffet doing the same. James also jumped onto the platform. Jenny looked up to see that the rope was connected to a meowth shaped hot-air balloon. The balloon started to fly away with Jessie and James being pulled up to it.
"You get back here," Jenny called out.
"You better prepare for trouble, because today's the day we succeed," Jessie called back once she and her wobbuffet had been pulled up to the balloon.
"You better make it double, because today's a victorious day indeed." James also said.
Jessie put the bag full of pokéballs down and crossed her arms as she started to quote their motto. "To protect the world from devastation!"
James also took the same pose as he recited his part. "To unite all peoples within our nation!"
"To denounce the evils of truth and love." Jessie continued.
"To extend our reach to the stars above!" James finished.
"Jessie!" the crimson haired woman called out.
"James!" the man said with a flick of his hair.
"Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!"
"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"
A cat-like pokémon jumped up onto the edge of the nest of the balloon.
"Meowth, that's right!" the pokémon said his only line proudly.
"You're not going to get away with this," Jenny shouted as the balloon drifted farther away from them.
"Sorry to spoil it for you, sister," Jessie said in a sassy tone of voice, "but we're getting away with it right now."
"I didn't know you two were sisters," James said with surprise.
"It's just an expression, James."
"Oh, right."
"Spinarak, stop them with your string shot," the other police officer shouted. The spider then shot out another string from it's mouth which hit the side of the carrier.
"Huh?" Jessie exclaimed when she realized that they weren't moving anymore. "Meowth, why aren't we moving?"
"Someth'n is holdi'n us back!" Meowth replied.
"Then go faster, Meowth!" James exclaimed.
"I can't! We don't have rockets on this d'ing you know."
"Noctowl, get that bag back," Jenny yelled out as she sent out another pokémon. Once it was out of its ball, the flying type went up to the balloon and grabbed the bag that Jessie had put down.
"No you don't," Jessie said as she grabbed the bag and tugged on it to stop the noctowl from getting it. However, the pokémon overpowered her and started to fly away with the bag, while Jessie was still holding on to it.
"Hey! Put me down this instant!" she yelled.
Suddenly, the noctowl dropped the bag along with Jessie. She started to fall down to the ground along with the bag.
"No wait, I didn't mean it!" Jessie called out when she realized the gravity of the situation. Thankfully, the noctowl hadn't moved too far away from the balloon and Jessie's trajectory would make her fall right by the balloon. James knew that he could only catch one of the two things falling. He also knew which one he needed to catch.
"I got you Jessie!" he shouted and just barely caught Jessie by her stomach. He was almost pulled out of the hot-air balloon by the force of Jessie falling, but was braced by Meowth at the last second. The bag, on the other hand, fell down to the ground and split open, releasing, all the pokéballs that was inside of it.
"Noctowl, blow them away with your Gust!" Jenny gave one more order to finish the strife. The Noctowl flapped his wings and created a very strong wind. James and Meowth had only just gotten Jessie back into the balloon before the wind hit them. The force of the Gust was so great that it blew the balloon far away.
"Team Rocket's blasting off again!" All three of the thieves said in unison as they were launched away from the city.
"Wobbuffet!"
"That was good work guys," Jenney said to her two pokémon. She went over to where the pokéballs were. "Now let's get these back to their owners."
The fall wasn't actually that bad. They had had many more crash landings that had ended up worse than this one. Jessie, James, and Meowth had just climbed out of their balloon and fell down onto the ground out of exhaustion.
"Argh! We were so close that time!" Jessie yelled out of anger.
"Wobbuffet!"
"I don't need your input!" Jessie raged as she took out a pokéball and returned her wobbuffet
"Well, at least our balloon didn't pop." James said sullenly, trying to look on the bright side.
"Our plan was perfect! What did we do wrong?" Jessie kept ranting. She let out a sigh and laid down on the ground. "What did we do wrong," she said again, this time a lot quieter.
"Well, if it's any consolation, look what's coming, down the road," Meowth pointed to someone who was walking down a dirt road. The other two joined their feline friend in looking at the person. It was a small girl, no older than ten. In her arms was a red, fox-like pokémon.
"Yeah, and why would we want that?" Jessie asked.
"Well, think of what the boss would say if we brought him a vulpix." Meowth tried to cheer up his teammates.
"How do we know he won't just reject it like when we brought him that twerp's togepi?" James asked.
"Because vulpixes are a lot better than togepis. They're much stronger fighters. Their beautiful, cute, and when they evolve into ninetails, they get psychic abilities.
"Hmm, that does sound like something the boss would want." James agreed.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's steal it!" Jessie exclaimed.
"Yeah!" her two other partners said simultaneously.
"I hope you're ready for your appearance, Scarlett," the little girl said to her vulpix that was in her arms
"Vulpix,"
"I think it's really neat that they have a day where you can bring your own pokémon to school. I can't wait until I can show you to all of my friends."
"Vulpix Vul," the vulpix said happily.
"Sadly, I'll also have to say goodbye to most of them, since we're leaving for our new home tomorrow."
Suddenly, a net attached to a pole appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the fox.
"Scarlett!" the girl yelled. She watched helplessly as her vulpix was snatched up.
"Vulpix!" Scarlett yelled back at its trainer. The girl looked at who had taken her and saw a man, a woman, and a meowth. The man was holding the net with Scarlett in it.
"What are you guys doing with my Scarlett?" The little girl asked.
"You better prepare for trouble, we're stealing it of course." Jessie started
"You better make it double, we're taking it by force." James rhymed.
"Hey!" Meowth yelled. "We've already done the motto once this chapter!"
"Oh yeah…" Jessie remembered. "Well then we'll just be going!"
"See ya!" James said.
The three of them quickly ran back to their hot-air balloon and Meowth started up the engine.
"No! Please don't take my vulpix!" the girl yelled out as tears streamed down her face.
"Sorry, but this vulpix is ours now." Jessie said back with a sneer. She looked back just in time to see the engine to their balloon sparking.
"Um, hey Meowth, why is our engine doing that?"
"I don't know," he said frantically. "It must have been damaged by da' fall."
"Wait, does that mean…" Jessie wasn't able to say anything else before the engine exploded, causing the trio to once again, go flying the sky with their hot-air balloon.
"We're blasting off again!" all of them said in unision.
The little girl just fell on her knees as she watched them fly off into the distance.
"Scarlett…" she whispered, and then broke down into tears.