Legal Junk: Pokémon
belongs to the people it belongs to, not Imaj and Inaya. But we can wish can't
we? Until we do own it (as well as the rest of the world), please don't sue us;
we made no profit from this. Pokémon: The *NEW* Episode and its concept, art
and derivatives belong exclusively to Imaj and Inaya. Any similarities to other
stories are purely coincidental, as TNE's been around for well over a year, and
was most likely here first. Although we know that imitation is the surest form
of flattery, we'd appreciate it if you didn't prey on our genius.
Prologue
"You've been
given a new mission," came the Boss' voice from the shadows shrouding him. "It's an extension to your previous
mission," he sounded displeased, "which you constantly fail to complete."
Jessie and
James of Team Rocket stood before the Boss' desk in their hidden
Headquarters. Jessie had a bland
expression on her face while James cowered behind her. "We've had many difficulties, Boss," said
Jessie, hoping for some mercy.
"We're really
sorry, Boss," James' pathetic whine issued from somewhere behind Jessie.
"You are
members of Team Rocket! You should never have difficulties with your
assignments!" the Boss shouted. James
whimpered and buried himself more deeply into the fuchsia mass.
The owner of
the hair replied weakly, "But, we won't screw up again. Right James?"
"Yes. I mean
no! I mean . . . ooh!" James moaned
into his partner's hair.
"Quiet! Let me
finish!"
Jessie winced,
wishing that she could remove James from her hair. She'd just have to hit him extra hard with her mallet later.
"Now," the
Boss continued, "You have to convince the owner of that Pikachu, and all of his
little friends, that it would be a very good thing for them to join Team
Rocket."
"What?!" James
jumped, open-mouthed from behind his partner.
"We spend months trying to catch his Pikachu, then go and invite him to
join the Team?" he whined, "This is an outrage, I won't have it!"
"Silence!"
Even the Persian flinched.
James
whimpered and went diving behind Jessie again.
"Do you
question my judgment?"
"N-n-no!" both
partners stammered at once.
"Good. Because if you did, I'd have to throw you
off the Team and give the mission to Butch and Cassidy." Giovanni smirked.
"You don't
have to do that Boss." Jessie insisted, "But how do you expect us to convince
those goody-goody twerps to be baddy-baddy?"
"Easy." The
Boss pushed the Persian from a pile of papers and riffled through them. The Persian stopped purring but resigned
itself to its new position on the floor. "Here." The Boss slid a piece of paper with typing on it across the desk.
"Hmm? What's
this?" Jessie picked up the sheet with
a gloved hand.
James' head
popped out through the curl in her hair.
"It looks like a piece of paper with typing on it."
Jessie had to
restrain herself so as not to send him flying across the Boss' office.
Giovanni
sighed contemptuously. "Yes, my
incompetent agent, it is a sheet of paper with typing on it."
The rest of
James appeared and asked, "So what's it say, Jessie?"
"It's a
letter. To Ash!"
"Boss?" James looked inquiringly at Giovanni.
"It is a
personal invitation for him to join Team Rocket."
"It says here
that all of his Pokémon will be protected from Team Rocket members, including
us." Jessie got a thoughtful expression
on her face.
"But Boss,
aren't we supposed to steal his Pikachu?
How do we do that if we aren't supposed to steal his Pokémon?" James scratched his head and blinked at the
Boss.
Giovanni
slapped his forehead and groaned. "Just do as I tell you, okay?" He was getting annoyed and decided to change
the subject, "Where is Meowth?" the Boss inquired.
"That's a good
question." Jessie said, "Where is that cat?"
James provided
an answer, "Probably off eating somewhere," then to himself, "which is where
I'd rather be right now."
Jessie elbowed
him, receiving a grunt in response.
That settled, she returned to the previous subject, "How can you trust
them to be loyal? If they know where
Headquarters is, don't you think they'll go and tell the police?"
"I'm sure you
two are capable of taking care of it if they do." The Boss drew a finger across his throat.
Jessie nodded
solemnly. James looked sick but nodded
anyway.
"Good. Any other questions?" Giovanni's expression dared them to say
"yes."
They
shook their heads, Jessie beating James with her hair in the process.
"Well then, get
out of my office!"
James shrieked
and dashed, flailing, into the reception area.
Jessie strolled calmly - and quickly - out after him.
* * *
Giovanni's
secretary chuckled at James who lay panting on the plastic chair. "Never get used to it, do ya?"
James shook
his head as Jessie power-walked from the Boss' office.
The secretary
continued, "I still jump when he yells, and I've worked for him for five
years."
"I'm sorry,"
James muttered.
"Do you know
where the Twerp Trio is at right now?" Jessie asked the secretary.
"Last time
they were spotted, they were near Lavender Town. That was two days ago though."
"They move
slowly, we'll Ketchum." Jessie grinned.
James sat up
and asked, "What direction were they headed?
If they're near Pokémon Tower, I'm not going!"
Jessie
shuddered and nodded, "Yes, I got enough of ghosts the last time we were
there."
"They were
heading west." The secretary nodded
sympathetically at them, "I know how you feel.
The stories I've heard about that place are pretty scary."
"West,
huh?" Jessie thought for a moment.
"What's that
mean, Jessie?" A moment was too long
for James.
"Shut up and
let me think!" She shook her head. "West from Lavender town would mean that
they're heading this way!" She smiled
evilly. "They should be about two
thirds of the way to Celadon!"
"Aren't we in
Celadon right now?" James closed his
eyes and tried to picture a map. Yes,
they were in Celadon City.
Meowth
strolled in, looking superior. "Yes,
Team Rocket scientist, we are in Celadon City."
"If we don't
get a move on it, we'll lose them." Jessie said impatiently.
"But Jessie,
it's lunch time and we haven't eaten yet."
"I have,"
Meowth purred contentedly.
"You can get
something on the way. Lets go!" Jessie grabbed James' hand and yanked him to
his feet. She dragged him from the
reception room and into the main part of Rocket HQ.
"Meowth! Wait for me!" Meowth ran after them.
The secretary
chuckled again and went back to her computer thinking, That's a perfect set
of partners.
