You were sitting on the cold and bare floor, in a dim small prison cell, you could feel the dust all over your body. There was only a dangerously shaking bulb that illuminated the room. You got up to stretch your legs. At least you were wearing warm clothes! There was a small window on the door, you reached out to it and watched the firm guards that were patrolling the corridor. Since you had been kidnapped, the only thing you saw every day was those firm guards, all dressed in the same way, walking back and forth in the corridor, like drones. You were thinking about looking away, when you noticed the sound of steps that captured your attention, you had never heard their sound though they seemed familiar to you. You weren't wrong: Miror B was crossing the corridor in his trademark style. Yes, that one Miror B that kidnapped you.
Predictably, he advanced up your cell and told you impatiently: "Hey, girl, have you decided what to do yet, or you're still losing time on purpose?"
You stared at his eyes, as solid as a rock. "I am obviously not wasting time. They would never pay the ransom."
"And why wouldn't they? You're their beautiful daughter after all...?" It was the umpteenth time he mentioned the ransom payment. But that wasn't your goal, at all.
"Trust me, they will never pay it. More than anything else..."
"You're willing to pay the ransom yourself?" Miror B was astonished.
"Say, where do you think I keep money? No, paying the ransom is the last thing I want to do. See, I have an offer. For you." You said teasing him.
"Speak, girl." He told you threateningly.
"I want to join Team Miror B."
"Ah, but do not make me laugh! A girl like you?" Discoball burst out laughing.
"Yes, a girl like me, I do not pay you the ransom, so take advantage of it." You said defiantly.
"Mmmh..." he thought a little about it. "And your family?"
"They would never accept it, I must disappear from earth, no one will ever know that I joined the team."
"What are you escaping from?"
"You do not care, let me join the team."
"And why? What are you looking for?"
"Power, the power of shadow Pokémon, and revenge." You said with a certain light in your eyes.
"Revenge against whom?"
"You do not care about this, too." Miror B was asking too many questions.
"If you insist so much ... I'll let you in. Be careful about your behavior... otherwise I'll throw you out and you'll become the laughing stock of your family." He threatened you, without much success.
"I will not let you down."
He asked a guard for the keys and took you out of the cell. He looked at you a little better.
"Hell, you would need a nice shower, but with style."
"I've been in that cell for days, what do you think?" again you teased him.
"Come and have a shower, we have to talk about serious things, first you have to change your name... Thinking about it, I do not even know your name!"
"Trust me, you do not care."
"Well, with you it always seems like I'm a careless man, hell... You'll decide a decent name, then come and tell me." He personally escorted you to his apartments. "This is the bathroom, don't you hear it, there's music in the air! "
In fact, music was resounding throughout the apartment. He danced a bit, made a pirouette, then began to move towards his room. "When you're done, come to me." He moved away dancing to the rhythm of music.
