"Home"
"It's great to be home, right Tyler?" I asked the large Pokemon as he waddled into my room. We had finally gotten back from our latest mission, stealing some special Raticate that was blue. It had taken three whole months, because the person that owned the stupid Pokemon was on a journey. I had to stalk him that whole time, what a boring mission! I was finally back in my small room at our current headquarters. I sprawled out on my bed, ready to sleep when someone I Recognized showed up. He was wearing a Team Rocket uniform and had fiery orange, unruly hair.
"Lyra?" He asked as he took hesitant steps into my abode.
"Will!" I shouted super loud and hopped up to greet him. I smashed him in a bone crushing hug, that he happily returned.
"Lyra! It's been like forever! It was really starting to get lonely without my best friend, you know," he gave me a bright smile.
"Will! How have things been? Is Golbat doing alright? What did I miss?"
"Lets go get something to eat, and I shall enlighten you," he told me and we started heading toward the cafeteria. They had sandwiches out since it was lunch time, and I grabbed a PB&J, while Will got a Turkey sandwich. We took a seat, and started to chat.
"Alright so it's been pretty crazy lately, Boss has been sending everyone out on all sorts of missions. The thing is though, all of them are classified, so we're not exactly sure whats going on. Any ideas?"
"Mmmmm not really...Petrel sent me on the stupidest mission. I had to go across the region just to get some damned blue Raticate. I mean why did he need it so bad? I think it was some sort of excuse or something, to get me away. Oh well I guess. That reminds me too, I've gotta give the Raticate to him. See ya later Will!"
"Well uh bye Lyra!" Said a flustered Will, as he wasn't expecting me to leave so soon. I wasn't expecting myself to leave so soon either. I just need to get this out of the way so I can relax a little, and maybe visit my mom too. Its been awhile since I've seen her. I ran though the halls holding my black marshmallow cap to my head. I made it to the end of a hallway, where a metal door was shut. The name Petrel was engraved towards the top of the door. I inhaled deeply and regulated my breathing, before knocking on the door a couple of times.
"Executive Petrel? Are you inside?" I asked the occupant of the room. The door slid open with a swish and before me stood the dopey eyed, violet haired Petrel.
"Ahhhh Lyra dear, I'm guessing your mission went as planned?" He put one hand against the door frame and used his other hand to stroke his small beard.
"Yes sir. The Raticate was captured without any problem."
"Good, good. Now may I see it?" He stopped stroking his beard and held a slender hand out.
"Of course sir," I took the Pokeball off my belt and handed it to him. He released the Raticate, who looked frightened. It's scared state soon turned to anger and it went to bite Petrel, only to get kicked in its scrunched up face. I flinched at the action. I despised when the Rockets did this.
"Ah, ah, ah, that was a fatal move my dear Pokemon. I know you're frustrated that we took you, but you'll learn to live. I'm sure my Golbat would enjoy some fresh blood, and a chance to train a fellow teammate," the poor Pokemon just whimpered as it was returned to its Pokeball.
"Rest while you can," His voice said in a raspy whisper.
"Well I uh, I think it's maybe time for me to go..." I trailed off as I took a few steps back. Petrel could be frightening, and right now, he was being exactly that.
"Leaving so soon?"
"Sorry sir, it's just...maybe someone has a new mission for me."
"Nonsense, you just got back," he stepped towards me. "Are you scared of me Lyra? Is that why you're in a hurry?"
"N-not at all s-sir, I just, I have to feed Tyler," I barely managed to choke out.
"You mean that Typhlosion of yours? You mustn't pamper it, you train your Pokemon all wrong. How is love and spoils going to truly make your Pokemon respect you?"
"W-well sir, you'll make a strong bon-"
"Stop. I don't want to hear this love bullshit. Everyone ends up alone in the end. Just remember that Lyra. Learn to strike fear in your Pokemon's heart, you'll learn what real respect is. With that aside, could you deliver this report to Proton? He should be in his room."
"Yes sir."
"Thank you dear, now off with you," he chirped. And strode back to his room.
Bipolar much? Jeez what the hell is wrong with that guy. He usually doesn't flip out like that, and what did he mean by everyone ends up alone? Maybe he had a harsh break up or something. Whatever is was maybe he should take therapy... I thought to myself. I wandered down some more halls to find Proton. He was the truly terrifying Rocket Executive. With cruel ways and morbid sexual desires, he always had some poor girl in his clutches. I arrived at said persons door and was about to knock when heard cries and groans from inside. I felt my cheeks flush and decided I would just come back later.
I finally made it back to my own cramped room and entered the code to get in. Tyler was napping on the floor when I walked in. I scratched his head and went to a shelf to get some Pokemon feed for him. I scooped some out and dumped it into his bowl. That got the lard up, as he came over to me and started to devour it.
"Oh Tyler, what am I to do?" He just glanced at me before grunting.
"It's just I can't live my whole life as a Team Rocket Grunt. I've considered going on a journey, but that's to cliche. Nobody understands that only the rich succeed these days. You have to buy a starter Pokemon, and be able to pay off the Trainers license expense, along with going to Trainers School and taking exceptional care of each and every one of your Pokemon. So much work and money! I wish Dad would never had left then maybe, maybe our lives would be better. I know moms would, so would yours Tyler. You wouldn't have had to be stolen, you would've gone with someone more likely to succeed in life, not some lowlife crook," I knew I was rambling by now, but it just felt good to get it all out. I felt a little nudge as Tyler nuzzled my thigh, telling me he would have it no other way.
"I don't know what I'd do without you," I whispered with a small smile, as tears threatened to spill out of my eyes.
I ended up crying myself to sleep with Tyler curled up around me. I awoke to the sound of someone pounding on the door.
"Lyra hurry! We're gonna be late! There's a meeting! Damn it, LYRA!" The voice was muffled and sounded somewhat like Will's.
"Mmm herf...Will? Go way, I wanna sleep," I mumbled as I started dozing off, before reality hit me.
"A meeting?! Ohmygod Will you idiot! Why didn't you wake me sooner?" I screeched as I ran out of the room and returned Tyler without even checking my appearance. Will chased after me as I breezed by him. The halls were empty and echoed our footsteps as we rushed to the auditorium.
"I was looking everywhere for you it wasn't my fault you decided to sleep!" He shouted.
"Well thanks...for...getting...me," I said between breaths. Man I'm outta shape!
"No problem," he nodded. We slowed to a halt as the large doors were just ahead. We calmed ourselves and I fixed up a little from my nap. We pushed past the doors and into the crowded room. I gazed above toward the balcony and saw the executives awaiting the arrival of our boss, Giovanni.
Ariana and Petrel stood on the right, while Archer and Proton were on the left.
"Thank Arceus we're not late," Will's tone showed that he was clearly relieved. With that being said the doors on the balcony opened and the crowd fell silent. A tall man of over six foot walked out. With chocolate brown hair and striking black eyes, he was quite the intimidating man. He wore a black suit with a red capital R on the right breast pocket. He was known as the Boss or Giovanni.
Someone I didn't recognized walked out behind him. They had un-styled, crimson red hair that went a bit past their shoulders. I couldn't see what color their eyes were and I'm guessing it was a guy considering their build. He was a couple inches shorter than Giovanni. He wore some sort of trench coat thing with the rocket symbol on it. A scowl was visible on his face.
"Welcome fellow Rocketeers. I am your boss Giovanni as you all should know, and today I have someone new to introduce. Some of you may know him, others may not, this is my son, Silver!" The crowd erupted into cheers as I observed Silver. His scowl seemed to deepen upon Giovanni's announcement. Silver...what an unusual name. Why have I never heard of him either? Giovanni held up a hand to silence everyone, and silent they became.
"I have called you here today to celebrate. Celebrate what you ask, well my dear son here, has accomplished something wonderful. He obtained the Rainbow Wing for us, Team Rocket, to summon Ho-Oh the great and mighty legendary!" The crowd was in an uproar at this news and even I clapped and hollered a bit. Giovanni gestured again and the audience fell quiet within seconds.
"How could one man do it himself you ask, well he is a top trained assassin. One of the best around the world. He murdered those foolish monks guarding the Rainbow Wing just to allow us the use of it. What a wonderful young man." Giovanni smirked and the cheers were the loudest of them all. I looked over to Will to see him have a horrified face, that mine probably mirrored. A sick feeling was swimming in my gut, poking and prodding at my insides making them jump and bounce around. That's just terrible, killing just for power. I may steal, but not from the poor. Not from the people that actually need the money and utensils. Not for power.
"Thank you for all your support my fellow people's. It is you that makes Team Rocket what it is. One last announcement of the night, is that I need a Team Rocket member by the name of Lyra Soul. You are to meet me in my office after you turn the report into Proton. That will be all. Everyone enjoy the feast as well." All eyes turned to me as he mentioned my name. That many people know my name? Jeez, this is weird though why would he want me? My last thought as I wandered to get the report for Proton was; how did he know I needed to turn this in still?
Alright so how was it? Terrible? Amazing? Okay? Please tell me! Anyways, I would like to thank those who reviewed, favorited, and followed. It's people like you that make the FanFiction world go 'round! Sorry for any errors too! I hope you liked it and the personalities of the executives are just something I've made up myself, based on appearances mostly. Ive never seen a Disclaimer a the bottom, but that's what I'm gonna do! :)
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