Giovanni would be rushed to critical care, where he would remain in coma. There was no telling if he would ever wake up, and his future looked more grim with each passing day. The guards, a little farther back, had sustained serious injuries but were beginning to show signs of recovering. Even team members passing outside the room had been hit by the powerful Thunder attack.
Pikachu had been seized the moment someone was able to force their way in through all the wreckage. Though Pikachu didn't know it, the man was lying in exactly the same position that Ash had been eight years before. And now, Pikachu was to suffer the fate it had been trying to avoid for so long. But it didn't matter anymore.
Pikachu had never given up the hope that Ash would find it. Nor did Pikachu ever stop believing in his master's dream. It had suffered through so much to one day see Ash achieve what he deserved. It knew that Ash would never give up on it, and now was the time to pay back the favour.
When Pikachu had bowed, it was partly to hide the sparks being produced by the huge adrenaline rush coursing through every vein in its body. As Giovanni had approached, it was unleashed in the most destructive attack that Pikachu had ever produced. Given Giovanni's proximity, Pikachu knew that it was unlikely for the leader to live through the Thunder. It also knew that the organization would be hurt badly - this was revenge.
But more than anything, Pikachu knew that the only way to be reunited with Ash was to face the giant electromagnet that it had steered clear of for as long as possible. The memories of that awful time kept Pikachu in check just enough to spare it that agony. Not that it mattered now. As it was carried down, it noticed just how much damage had been inflicted. Even facing sure death, Pikachu felt peaceful for the first time in eight long and tortured years.
There was no pain this time. And when Pikachu opened its eyes again, it was in the arms of the one person it had loved more than anything.
Heaven, indeed.
A/N
This was inspired by the thought of what would happen if Team Rocket had actually succeeded in catching Pikachu. A little dark, I know, but I like this last chapter. The reason each one is so short is because I didn't really feel like putting it all in one piece. In retrospect, I could have just used dividers like I do when I write these little notes, but I've had the idea in my head for so long that I just wanted to get something up. The original draft was actually a one-shot, with a bunch of little sections, but it was just getting confusing and way too long.
So this is the end result, and I'm pretty happy with it. I hope you liked it too.
-S.H.