"Sir!"
Exclamed the young agent in black uniform with the characteristic word red on his chest. Giovanni raised his head from the paperwork in front of his desk and gave his agent a look of annoyance. The boy swallowed, his forehead was sweaty and he seemed very nervous.
"What?" The boss answered with a certain tone of annoyance.
"We have received reports from the casino in Celadon City, sir, they have caught a guy trying to enter the base"
Giovanni stood up and slammed his fist against his hard, cold glass desk, he knew something was going through the streets of the Kanto region and he was very interested in shredding the mystery that followed behind the constant sightings of uniformed men with dark glasses, wearing blue vests and black pants, that to looked continuously around the key points of Team Rocket.
"Have you gotten information?" His harsh voice sounded colder than usual.
"No sir, he refuses to talk," murmured the agent with brown hair and blue eyes.
"Prepare my helicopter myself I'll go see it"
"But sir ..."
"Hurry up!" The boss interrupted him with a loud cry.
The lord of the crime took his jacket and walked with a determined step towards the door of his office, his Persian followed him with an autarkic step. On the trip to Celadon City, the Team Rocket boss was uneasy, wondering if his assumptions of the last few days would come true, would he in front of start of a difficult situation? He tried to calm his thoughts by looking through the window of the aircraft, Persian rubbed against his body and the man caressed it feeling soon more relaxed.
The steps of the gym leader echoed through the silence of the underground corridor that led to the cells of his base in Celadon City. The road was poorly lit with a few yellow lights spaced apart, which gave a funereal touch to the place. A young agent opened the door of the closed room where they had the marauder. Giovanni entered with firm step, the glances of the present ones turned against him astonished of his presence.
"Get out everyone!" The boss ordered dryly.
The three Team Rocket agents who had been trying to extract information from the man left hastily but not before tilting his head towards his boss, the escort that had guided the crime lord also left. Giovanni turned his gaze to the center of the room where there was a small metal table and a cold, dirty chair, illuminated with the white light of a focus that swung over them. There was a young man of no more than 25 years whose hands were tied behind the chair; his face was swollen from the blows, one of his eyelids ran bloody with a large cut on the eyebrow; his clothes were wet and dirty. The lord of the crime took a few steps toward the boy who gave him a mocking smile.
"Wow, the big boss has arrived"
Giovanni did not flinch but just looked at him with his deep dark eyes studying every detail that could give him clues. He smiled sideways and placed one of his hands on the shoulder of the young man who shuddered feeling as if his body will warn him of imminent danger. With terrifying speed Giovanni grabbed him by the hair and smashed his face against the cold metal, the noise was thunderous. Blood spurted from the young's man face and he let out a howl of pain as his front teeth split in his mouth, the salty taste of blood filled his throat completely and he felt himself choking, he coughed for air when without contemplation was taken again by the hair and crashed mercilessly against the table.
The crime lord surrounded the chair and took a knife that was on the table the young's man eyes danced scared, waiting to be attacked again, so he decided to close them and wait for the next blow, but what he felt was a slight sense of relief upon noticing the release of his hands, that slowly he put it them in front of him, lifting them to the height of his chest.
"I'll give you a chance" Said Giovanni.
The boy looked at him doubtfully, ran his hands over his wrists trying to alleviate the pain he felt in them, and stood up, looking at the man in front of him. He thought that being one against one he could beat the Team Rocket boss and maybe get out of that dumpster. For a moment the silence reigns.
"I will not tell you anything!" He shouted angrily.
With firm steps he pounced with his fist towards the gym leader who did not back down and also advanced against the boy who had no chance against the violent speed of the lord of the crime who took him by the neck lifting him off the ground.
"Bad choice" Giovanni said shaking his head, his fist crashing violent and heavy against the boy's abdomen who coughed feeling the air leave his body.
Giovanni freed him from the grip by letting him fall to his knees at his feet, the young marauder with his face still dripping blood and with a burning sensation in his lungs. He started coughing and spitting a mixture of blood and saliva that left a stain on the floor. The lord of the crime raised his foot against the boy and forced him to fall completely to the dirty ground by crushing him near the right shoulder.
"Leo Cipriani!" He said in a slow voice-
Giovanni had his hands in his pants pockets, he grinned mischievously, and he pressed his shoe harder against the boy, listening to the clavicle of the boy who spat blood and scream in pain.
"Want to take Team Rocket out of the way, want your kingdom" He cough one more time "He calls himself "The Prophet", and he calls his followers "Black Knights"
The man removed his shoe from the young man satisfied with what he had achieved, watched him try to sit up slowly. Giovanni headed for the door.
"It will be fun to play with him then ..." The boss laugh sarcastic.
When leaving the cell an agent of Team Rocket was waiting for him silent and expectant, the lord of the crime passed him by one side.
"You know what to do with him" Said calmy.
"Yes sir!" The agent answered quickly going to the cell.
Giovanni walked with a malicious smile crossing his lips, he was willing to do anything to keep Team Rocket as the absolute master of Kanto. That Leo Cipriani would not be a rival for him, he thought, he would move all his pieces to be in a better position in the game that has just begun. The figure of the man in the black suit was lost in the dark corridor, leaving behind him the resounding noise of a weapon being activated, then the silence filled the place.