Author's Notes: Welcome, to those of you who clicked on this page, to my fanfiction, Escape from Team Galactic! This is my first fanfiction ever; after reading so many on this site I got inspired to write one myself. Hope I do a good enough job on it… Reviews would be nice, as I can see how I'm coming along with my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or anything related to it. I do, however, own this fanfiction and a copy of Pokemon Pearl for the Nintendo DS.

Ch. 1: Collections of a Commander

"Everything belongs to Team Galactic! Look beyond the world – space will become Team Galactic's!"

Yes, I'm sure.

That posted up credo we have to repeat in front of our boss everyday—just to try to get a smile on his face. I realized that he never smiles. Well, who am I to say anything? There used to be a time when I used to smile. It feels like forever since then, however.

Fitting for a commander of Team Galactic to never smile. Especially not one who is nicknamed "The Steel Spear." However, I wish the grunts below me would simply call me Commander Pluto. I think I knew why Boss Cyrus came up with that planet as my title. I appear to be anti-social and cold to most people. Actually, I kinda am anti-social. The "being cold towards others" thing only occurs to people who get on my nerves. Which is almost everyone here.

Most people wonder why a person would want to join Team Galactic. They steal Pokemon from most everyone they're ordered to, and they undertake projects nobody in the outside world can even begin to guess at. Not even the grunts have any idea of what the big picture is. I simply joined because I thought that there were people like me there. People who were sick of society as it were and wanted a change.

What kind of change, you ask?

I'm not even sure myself, but any change for the better.

For 3 years now, I've done my part in the organization, crushing opponents and their Pokemon with the steel-types that I love so much. Whenever I was called to duty, I carried my weight, and damn near everyone else's as well. It drove me to annoyance. However, it also drove me to a promotion opportunity.

A year ago, in Eterna City, we were scheduled to set up a building there to observe Mt. Coronet more closely. There was some resistance by local enforcement, but everybody else, with their Zubat and Bronzor and Glameow and Stunky were just creamed. It was 20 of us against 8 of them and it all came down to me against the three leaders of the resistance. While each had one Pokemon left – a Torterra, an Infernape, and an Empoleon if I remember correctly—I had to release my Scizor and Magneton to back up my Skarmory. My battle strategy was simple…

Flashback Part 1

"Skarmory, use Agility to kick up some dust. Magneton, Charge! Scizor, Focus Energy, now!"

"SKAR!"

Within seconds, a tornado of dust was enveloping the three opposing Pokemon.

"Haha! This is gonna be child's play!" The leader with his Torterra. "You think we're going to just stand here while our Pokemon suffocate under a cloud of dust? I don't think so! Torterra, use Earth-"

BOOM!

He never did get the chance to finish declaring his attack. While he was rambling on, I issued orders for Magneton to use Zap Cannon, it's most powerful Electric attack, out of earshot and out of sight of everybody else. With that tornado of dust in the middle of the battlefield, those three goons couldn't see me giving orders to my Pokemon. Skarmory, who rehearsed this countless times with Magneton and Scizor, flew out of the way just in time to avoid the overwhelming shock that the leader's buddies' Infernape and especially Empoleon would experience.

And then the dust cleared. But not before…

"Sciiiiii… Zor!"

Slash!

Right in the noggin! A well-placed X-Scizzor attack on Torterra's head caught it off guard and knocked it out cold. I knew it would still be standing after Magneton's Zap Cannon because it was part ground-type.

So, that Protein stuff really works after all!

"Infernape!"

"Empoleon!"

"Torterra!"

In defeated unison: "Return!"

And no sooner than they did they were tied up by my comrades.

Flashback Part 2

"I heard there was a rebellion against our efforts to build in Eterna City." Commander Saturn said over the phone. "And yet you were the one who felled the three leaders of their resistance. Grunts have been talking about it left and right yesterday. Even Commander Jupiter praised your efforts."

Commander Jupiter praises people? I thought to myself. In the two years that I have been under her command since the age of 19, she never praised any of the grunts for any of the work we did. Just merely scoffed at them for not getting it done sooner.

The most beautiful women were always the hardest to please.

"Well, I couldn't have done it without my Pokemon. They're the ones who deserve the praise."

"Well, I suppose you're right. I suppose the boss' decision to let you keep your own Pokemon was a sound one, it seems. He must've had some perception that you would make a big impact on Team Galactic. Would you believe that there may be a promotion in the works for you when you return to Veilstone City?"

A promotion! Bigger paychecks, more respect, and I may actually get to date a few women!

"He plans to see your power for himself. Boss Cyrus expects you to be everything that the grunts were saying about you," said Commander Saturn. "I look forward to seeing you back."

"I look forward to meeting with the boss. Tell him that he will not be disappointed with me."

"…I shall. Good day to you… Terrence."

"Good day to you too, Commander Saturn."

Click!

And then I realized… nobody has ever said my true name ever since I joined Team Galactic.

Who knew that releasing your anger of the world out with Pokemon would prove so beneficial? After returning to Veilstone City, I had a one-on-one battle with Boss Cyrus: his Sneasel against my Skarmory; the match ended in a tie (both our Pokemon used Slash on each other at the same time). He acknowledged my skill and named me Commander Pluto, while the grunts who were with me during that past operation kept glorifying me as "The Steel Spear." But what can you do? A person wouldn't give up his or her good status for no good reason, right?

Unless one felt there was no reason to continue on.

After becoming Commander, I took notice that Boss Cyrus had plans that I couldn't begin to guess at. He wanted to harness the power of Dialga and Palkia, the two legendary Pokemon people say created this region. With that power, he would completely remake the universe and make himself a deity in his new world.

This held a few problems with me.

I've read stories about what had happened when people messed with legendary Pokemon. There was this evil syndicate named Team Rocket that was based in the Kanto Region, who extracted data from Mew and created Mewtwo. But Mewtwo was too powerful for even them, and broke away from the clutches of Team Rocket, and it was said that he actually faced off against Mew. I forgot the rest, but there was this other story about these groups Team Magma and Team Aqua that were based in my native region of Hoenn, who tried to expand the land mass and the sea, respectively, with Magma capturing Groundon and Aqua controlling Kyogre. There was something else about two orbs that ultimately put the two at peace. All I know was that if anything like that was to happen with Dialga and Palkia, the results would be… catastrophic, and that's a hell of an understatement.

I mean, these two Pokemon controlled time and space. If Boss Cyrus messed this up, everybody's sense of time would be warped. Heck, we might not even exist for all I know.

I didn't know that Boss Cyrus was going to these extremes when he said he was going to create a new world. He literally meant it!

But the ones who complain are ultimately the ones who do nothing. I'm not going to fall in that category. So I'm going to save as many Pokedollars as I possibly can with my increased salary, until I find the perfect opportunity to strike against Team Galactic.

…Alone if I have to.