The dimly lit bar in Cerulean City was one of those basement bars kind of like Cheers but combined with a biker bar. It was the cliché reached hive of scum and villainy and a hang out for the Team Rocket agents in the city. Few people who were not associated with the Rockets would dare enter.
The bar tender was a large gruff individual. He had the eye batch and spit in the glass he wiped. He wore a torn leather jacket with the sleeves cut off. The various agents scattered about the bar sipped their drinks and complained about the rebellion in the city. The name "Vapor Vengeance" was mentioned several times.
It was then a tall blue-eyed carrot top entered the establishment. She removed her green body length jacket and hung it on the wall,
She wore tight blue pants and an even tighter red top. Her hair tied in a ponytail that went down just past the base of her neck. She caught the attention of the men in the room who stared at her swinging butt as she strolled up to the bar.
A few of the women agents slapped some of the men for being well being men.
She whispered a few things to the bar tender. The gruff man then pulled out some cash and put it on the table. The woman picked it up slipped it into her pockets. She set down her tattered black leather purse on the bar stool and walked up to the stage and microphone. She put a tape into the machine by the stage and picked up the microphone before singing.
Out here in the quiet of the night
Beneath the stars and moon
We both know we got something on our minds
We wont admit, but it's true
You look at me I look away
As she sung, she noticed a figure in the corner of the bar. He was a tall man 6ft 6 easily. His face concealed in the darkness of the room except for his eyes, which stared right back. The woman just went on singing.
I want to tell you what I'm feeling
But I don't know how to start
I want to tell you but no I'm afraid that you might break my heart
For why should anything so easy ever be so hard to do?
I want to tell you what I'm feeling and just say that I love you
I practice all the things that I could say
Line by line every word
I tell myself that today could be the day
But every time I lose my nerve
I look at you, you look away
A strange peace settled over the bar. She had everyone's attention. The woman could not help but look at the dark cloaked figure in the corner. His cold dark blue eyes pierced right into her soul. The man had the eyes of a killer she thought. She was more afraid of what that one man then every single Team Rocket member in the bar. She kept singing.
I want to tell you what I'm feeling
But I don't know how to start
I want to tell you but no I'm afraid that you might break my heart
For why should anything so easy ever be so hard to do?
I want to tell you what I'm feeling and just say that I love you
Why, why do you turn away?
It must be you're afraid like me
I try but I cant pretend that I
Don't feel for you
The way I do
Can't you see?
Toward the end of the song, she looked back and found the strange man has gone. She was relieved the man made her so nervous as if he was staring into her soul.
I want to tell you what I'm feeling
But I don't know how to start
I want to tell you but no I'm afraid that you might break my heart
For why should anything so easy ever be so hard to do?
I want to tell you what I'm feeling and just say that I love you
The men in the bar cheered and gave some hoots. The woman just smiled and gave a bow before heading towards the door. She put her jacket back on and left leaving the cold silence to fill the room again.
One of the agents a man with short brown hair in the standard black rocket uniform
"Hey the chick left her purse"
He walked over to the purse and picked it up.
"Dam this thing is crappy," he said.
It was then he noticed the bar tender was missing.
"What the hell where did that fat fool go!?"
The under lying truth hit the agents who dove away from the bar dropping the purse. The purse hissed before releasing smoke and sparks.
One of the agents laughed.
"Ha it was a dud!"
"And she left her tape in the machine too"
Outside the woman smiled as the bar exploded. It was snowing in the city and no one was on the street that time of night. She walked away with a laugh. She knew she permanently took out at lest four of the 12 agents in the bar. In the ensuing chaos outside the burning bar she disappeared into the night. It was snowing hard and only half the street lamps remained lit.
She walked for more then an hour down the back alleys and side streets. Normally she would be afraid of a patrol picking her up but she couldn't get the image of that dark figure in the bar. Finally, she came to run down brick warehouse. A scream in the distance startled her but she paid no mind. Even before the occupation, screams could still be heard at night. She walked around to the back past the broken barbed wire fence.
The door was rusty and battered steel. She knocked on the door and shivered in the cold of the snowy night. She heard some movement from behind the door. A slot opened up and a pair of eyes looked out at her.
"What do you want?" a gruff voice asked.
She smiled and replied. "Rebecca was the one who burned down Cheers"
The sound of locks beings undone could be heard before the door opened.
The green haired man stood aside and said with a smile.
"Welcome back to the Vapor hang out"
She stepped inside, the warehouse had only a few crates scattered about is massive interior. It was well lit the lights maintained. She was expecting to she the various rebels hanging around the old warehouse. She found six uniformed Team Rocket agents.
"Nooooo!" she screamed. She tried to rush the door but the plain clothed man grabbed her.
One of the smirking agents stood up. He was only 5ft 4 but had huge muscles. His head shaved bald and shiny. His uniform was a bit nicer then the rest the boots and gloves were shiny and polished.
"Well well boys looks like we hit it big tonight. We got every last one of those Vapor's and the leader"
The agents forced the woman to her knees. The bald rocked circled her with an evil smirk.
"What should we do with you?" he asked grabbing her chin and forcing her to look up at him.
The woman kept her eyes to the floor best she could tears streamed down her face.
"You killed them didn't you" she spat venomously.
The agents all laughed.
The bald man smiled and said.
"Yes they are. Put up quite a fight they would not reveal your location so we figured if we just had to wait for you to come back. Bruce over there looked kind of like one of the rebels so we had him answer the door" The man pulled a knife from his pocket a bowie knife to be exact, with a serrated edge.
The woman's eyes grew wide with fear.
"Now I have three options, One could kill you right here and now, two I could have you sent to viridian where you will be tortured for information, likely by use electric shock before your executed"
He gently put the point of the blade at her shirt. Fear filled the woman's eyes she knew option three.
"Three I could let the boys have some fun with you before any of the other two options"
The men all laughed and cheered for option three.
"Hey boss what about using those three Houndoons on her?" one agent said pointing to the three black dogs sitting on one of the few crates.
Before the bald man could respond, he felt a painful jab in his back and the feeling of being lifted into the air. He had been stabbed in the back with a sword.
Standing behind him holding the sword was the same dark figure from the bar. The dark figure with the piercing blue eyes tossed the bald rocket across the room.
The two agents holding the woman dropped her, she hit the ground with a thud. They reached for thier pokeballs but the Houndooms attacked them growling and biting. The third Houndoom attacked the rocket by the door.
Only two agents remained the looked at each other before trying to run for the door past the woman on the ground. The dark figure cut down the first escaping rocket. The second managed to escape and ran down the street.
The dark figure turned to the Houndooms and said "kill him," the three dogs charged off and with in seconds screams and howls could be heard in the distance.
"Your name is Misty right"
The woman, Misty stood up to face her savior. "Your him aren't you, your Kain leader of the terrorist group the Black Sword?"
The dark figure Kain grunted. "Says the woman who just blew up a bar"
Misty tightened her fists
"Your method is one of terror Kain, your name strikes fear into Team Rocket agents, you butcher them and not only do you butcher them you enjoy it to, any way thanks for the rescue I'll be going now" She turned to leave.
Kain walked up behind Misty his arm came around her and he placed a cloth to her face. She let out a muffled scream before she went unconscious.
Kain picked her up and swung her over his shoulder.
The three houndooms returned from their kill and waited for their masters orders.
Kain pulled out a phone and but it to his ear.
"Shadow I got her I'll be back before dawn" With that he walked out the door with his hounds in toe. Leaving the carnage of the slaughter behind him.