When Ash woke up, he found himself on a cot in a dirty cell.
"Wh-where am I? Wh-where's Pikachu?" He mumbled. Remembering who he was with at the time, he added. "Wh-where's Daddy?"
The door to the cell opened and a Team Rocket grunt placed a tray of food on the cot next to him.
"Eat it. It's all you're going to get." The grunt told him and left, closing the door behind him.
Ash stared after him. Then, he turned to look at the meal. It contained a bowl of noodles, an apple, and a bottle of water.
He nervously ate some noodles. Nothing happened, so he ate some more and some more until it was all gone. Next, he gobbled down most of the apple and gulped down some water.
He suddenly felt dizzy. He fell back onto the cot and his eyes slid shut.
'Pikachu… where are you?'
Meanwhile…
"Are you ready, Ketchum?" Professor Zager asked Michael. "We know about your powers. You're going to use them to help us succeed in our plans."
"Is Ash safe?" Michael questioned.
"He will not be harmed, as agreed." Professor Zager replied.
"Then, yes. I'm ready." Michael answered.
"Place your hands here." Professor Zager told him. Michael obeyed and the professor attached a cuff to each wrist to make sure he didn't move.
Then, Professor Zager pulled a lever. Sparks flew and Michael felt himself being drained of his secret powers.
'I'm doing it for Ash.' He reminded himself and pushed on until he could stay awake no more.
He passed out.