(Happy thanksgiving! Anyone remember Paris? Well, she's back. There is a battle scene towards the end but it isn't too long. Mainly because it wasn't supposed to be there in the first place. Anyway, enjoy! Also, I'm aware that in the games the Sprout Tower has latters. This is never shown in the Anime so i''m just going to go with stairs. Cool? Cool!)

Blessed Defiance - Chapter 11: There's Something About Paris . . .

Looking back, Gym Battles seemed like an obligation. Times had definitely changed since Kanto. Now, Giovanni could only pertain that concept as a 'side adventure'. For days, ever since Catallia City, he had tried to rekindle the enthusiasm of his eventual first Johto Region Gym Match. But his mind was in several other places at one time. "I feel pretty ashamed that I'm not even nervous over this.", He thought, reading the 'Welcome To Violet City' sign only a few feet away from him. "Maybe that's a good thing."

"Gio?", Called Delia from up ahead as she and Spencer eagerly pressed on towards the city entrance. "Are you coming?"

"Yeah. The sooner we enter Violet City, the sooner your Gym Match.", Said Spencer, pointing out the obvious.

Feeling the need to embrace his oppressed motivation, Gio waved his hand forward. "You guys go ahead. I just need a minute alone."

As concerned as she always was, Delia crossed her arms as if suspecting him. She didn't care if it upset him. He was her boyfriend! "Ever since we left Catallia City, you've been as quiet as a Slowpoke. And now, you want time alone? Gio, I'm becoming a little worried-"

"Don't worry, Delia.", Spencer assured, wrapping his arms around her while trying to lead her away. "Gio just needs his space. All normal men do." Especially when in a relationship. Spencer didn't need to be involved with a girl to realize this. Gio and Delia's relationship somehow expounded the idea of it all.

After a relaxed sigh, Delia nodded. "Alright but please hurry."

"Don't worry, I'll be right with you.", Gio assured in laughter. Delia's worrying amused him at times. He looked down to find Meowth circling his feet. "You go to, Meowth. I'll catch up."

"Meow.", Understood the feline, as he made his way to Delia and Spencer.

Once his friends had obligingly left him in his silence, Gio inhaled the fresh air with his eyes clamped shut. "This is it. A day with no Torino involvement.", He forcefully whispered to himself. "Back to business."

"Business you cant seem to focus on." From behind, the mental ghost of his father appeared with his hands concealed within his pockets. "This is what you were asking for when you left Pallet Town a month ago."

Gio sighed, slumping back onto a tree as he gritted his teeth. He had to admit, his father was right yet again. "So much has been happening lately. I need some sort of inspiration to get me back into the 'Pokemon League Competitor Gio attitude' rather than 'Crime fighter Gio attitude.'"

"You can only be one person, son.", Reminded Clint. This was no elder philosophy. This was truth. "I know it's been rough lately. The good thing is, you've accepted that your enemies are unavoidable. But now, you cant seem to focus on other priorities. You're way too cautious."

The teen pondered, keeping quiet to himself. If only he could truly feel like a devoted Pokemon Trainer again, then his motivation towards his upcoming Gym Battle would finally arise. But what could possibly remind him of the Pokemon Training Ideals? "What do you want me to do?"

His father chuckled. "I cant decide that for you. No one can but you."

A long pause ensued. He took the moment to digress. Commonly, failure had somehow initiated his determination . . . and sometimes recklessness. But this was a Gym Battle; A matter to be taken with unmitigated seriousness. "I'll figure something out.", He uttered at last.

"I sure hope so, Gio.", His father continued to caution. "Motivation is the key to success."

…...

Progressing through the city, Gio took the time to examine his surroundings closely as he wandered the streets with curiosity. For being the second largest city in Johto, Violet City definitely seemed to be a very peaceful and benevolent community. Houses were aligned perfectly among streets, playgrounds and social terraces scattered in proper areas of convenience, not many large buildings though still a very wide place to live. All in all, it was welcoming. But eventually, Gio stopped, appalled at the sight of the City's greatest attraction; The Sprout Tower. "Talk about tall . . " The tower appeared to be a large pagoda, most definitely over 100 feet tall and constructed solely from wood.

From behind, Delia appeared. "It's amazing, isn't it Gio?", She gasped with delight, glancing from over his shoulder while holding Faith in the air so that the tiny Pichu may have a better look at the magnificent sight.

Spencer then approached the area, immediately familiar with the tower. "According to legend, a 100-foot-tall Bellsprout was used to make the swaying pillar inside. Now, It is inhabited by guardian sages who study diligently and teach that all living beings coexist through cooperation."

Gio nodded with an insipid grin. "Fascinating. But not the place I need to be right now."

"Understandable.", Acknowledged Spencer from Gio's side. "Your Gym Battle is what we came here for. We can always tour the city later."

"Well don't get your hopes up about my Gym Match.", Sighed Gio as he bowed his head. "I'm about to deal with a professional Pokemon Trainer, not a desperate Torino nemesis."

Delia frowned. If there was one things she knew about Gio, it was that he was very well experienced. But she wasn't a trainer like him . . . so she couldn't distinguish the differences between two types of challenges. "What are you going to do, Gio?"

"Pi?", Faith asked as well. "Chu? Pichu?"

"What I need . . . is to feel like I'm actually competing in the Johto League instead of saving the world.", He explained, unable to express the words spot on. "I need to feel like I did in the Kanto days where my goal only involved getting stronger for the sake of my position as a Pokemon Trainer!"

"Well then perhaps I could help you with that, Master Giovanni.", A familiar gentle voice responded from behind.

"Meow?"

Recognizing the voice like a long lost ally, Gio rotated his body to find Paris standing before him with a gracious smile. "Paris?"

"Oh it's so nice to see you to, Master Giovanni!", She addressed again, stepping forward to exchange a hug. She then noticed Delia and hugged her as well. "Oh, and if it isn't Delia Rezumi, the famous cook! It's been so long!"

Uneasy, Spencer stepped backwards before the unfamiliar woman could embrace him. "I'm sorry . . . but did I miss something?"

Paris eyed him weirdly before realizing his panic. "Oh . . . right. I don't think we've met. I'm Paris."

"She used to be my housekeeper when I was living in Viridian City.", Explained Gio with growing enthusiasm. It was a relief to finally see someone from the glory days. "I had my first Pokemon Battle with her!"

"And I showed her how to properly cook!", Delia bragged while giggling, closing her eyes with expected embarrassment.

While nodding, Paris kneeled down and opened her arms for Meowth. "Master Meowth! You've grown so much!"

"Meow!", The feline chanted, rubbing his head against her torso.

But unlike the others, Spencer was maintaining his distance. He rubbed his chin with appraise, gleaming into the Housekeeper's eyes with suspicion. There was something about this woman. "Err . . . have we met before? You seem familiar."

Paris shook her head obliviously. "I don't believe so."

"Are you positive?", He asked again, though a bit more aggressively.

But Gio rolled his eyes and shoved him away. "Shut up, Spence. If she says she doesn't know you then she doesn't know you. Drop it."

Suddenly, Faith began to growl at Paris. "Chu . . ."

"Faith!", Delia scolded in an upset tone. "Just because you've never met Paris, doesn't mean you have to be so rude."

"Peculiar, isn't it?", Spencer laughed, pretending to joke so that Gio would stay at bay. "Faith has encountered plenty of strangers without any problem. But . . . Paris seems to give her an uncomfortable vibe."

"Will you shut up already?", Gio hollered to his friend. He turned to his housemaid and sighed. "Sorry. Our group is usually more sociable."

The blond woman giggled before nodding with understandment. "Oh, you're all so cute! Master Giovanni, don't worry. I assure you and your friend that I am not a dangerous stranger."

With the awkward situation having ended, Gio changed the subject. "So what are you doing here in Violet City?"

With a pure simper, she pointed her finger to afar. "I'm a teacher now at the city's Pokemon academy! Isn't that great?"

"And what are you doing at the Sprout Tower?", Spencer began to interrogate. His cynicism would only continue to give Paris a vexatious impression. He didn't consider his attitude towards her to be impolite as much as ethical.

Nevertheless, she answered his question. "The Sprout Tower is such a magnificent piece of history. Being here gives me a sense of conception. As a fellow Pokemon Legends Expert, you can relate I assume."

"It's funny.", Spencer chuckled with his arms folded in judgment. "You said 'Fellow Pokemon Legends Expert.' How could you have possibly known that I'm a researcher of legendary Pokemon because I don't recall telling you?"

"You're really starting to piss me off, Spence!", Gio shouted, stepping forward in a fury. "All you do is annoy the hell out of-"

"Master Giovanni!", Interrupted Paris as she restrained Gio from physically harming his friend. "You should know better than that!"

Slowly but surely, Gio calmed himself and rejoined Delia. "Paris, just ignore him."

It was Delia's turn to change the subject. "So Paris, maybe you could give us a tour of the Sprout Tower?"

"I'd be more than happy to.", The older woman whispered accommodatingly.

"That's not possible.", Spencer interjected yet again. "The Sprout Tower Sages don't let just any visitors walk through."

"I'm a town official.", Paris told him reassuringly. "I'm allowed through the premises as much as I desire. I take the children from the academy here on field-trips practically every chance I get."

Gio started forward. "Great than let's go. There's always time to catch up with old friends." And if he could initiate the opportunity to rebattle Paris, his Pokemon Training Adrenaline Rush may revive.

…...

The moment Kade Sorhagen stepped out of his Briskomy Helicopter at the entrance of the National Senate Building was the moment he was swarmed by dozens of intermeddling News Reporters and Paparazzi desperate for answers. Dealing with the press was definitely a field he was familiar with but commonly preferred to ignore. But with the legal authorization of Metsuma and Rita's marriage having been exposed to the public, pandemonium broke out. Once he was fully surrounded, he quickly concealed his eyes behind his usual pair of sunglasses as his bodyguards desperately tried to clear a path for him through the mob.

"Commissioner Sorhagen?", Called out one News-reporter. "Where exactly are Rita and Metsuma at this moment?"

"They wanted to marry in private with no public interference.", Kade explained calmly. "I assure you, they are safe and will return soon enough."

"Did they elope?", Asked another.

Kade shrugged but nodded. "You could say that."

"Commissioner!", Cried another. "Does Metsuma Rocket plan on returning to work in Briskomy affairs?"

The silent Commissioner shook his head. "I couldn't answer that, my friends."

But the questions only continued to bombard him. "Commissioner, what response did Rita Ketchum give to the Corporate Bureaucracy's scheduled inspection of Briskomy HQ and will this involve Metsuma Rocket and his assets now that-"

But Kade just turned away and continued to head for the Senate Building Entrance. "No further questions."

Rapidly, his bodyguards hauled the gargantuan doors open, shoving away every Paparazzo trying to sneak in as Kade maneuvered through the entrance. Once the doors behind him had been shut, he sighed and neatly brushed his Tuxedo with his hands. "Now I can finally converge my attention to the senate.", He whispered to himself. He gazed around to find that the large halls were completely empty of people. "It would seem that today's session of congress has already begun." He expected as much. All of the political representatives from the Nation's regions had to gather at the Senate Building after every session had been called for. He was included, though late. But he wouldn't surrender the opportunity at persuading Supreme Councilman Shivu to overturn the fateful decision that would lead to Briskomy's downfall in three months. As long as he could evade the Pokemon League Council, Project Rocket could still be satisfied. The reticent commissioner strolled through the corridors peacefully until he finally reached the Senate Chamber entryway. Outside the entrance, two Machamp guarded both sides of the passage.

"Ma!", Machamp scowled at Kade, demanding identification. "Machamp!"

Glaring at the Pokemon from behind his sunglasses, Kade snarled at the muscular creature and held up his ID card.

Though insecure of the commissioner because of his allegiance to Briskomy, the two Pokemon reluctantly backed away and allowed Kade to enter.

Once inside the enormous Senate Chamber, Kade quietly made his way over to Briskomy's post, trying not to attract attention from the hundreds of other politicians trying to listen to Supreme Councilman Shivu speak. Quietly, he joined his group of fellow representatives and sat peacefully.

Beside him, Briskomy senator Valerie Cortez whispered softly. "What kept you?"

"The press.", He replied in sigh. "What have I missed?"

"Useless garbage.", Laughed Cortez as if she actually cared. "Local town officials complaining about increased taxes, Pokemon Rangers requesting a budget to hire new recruits, Trade issues with the Sinnoh Region-"

Uninterested, Kade changed the subject. "Any complaints from our corporate allies?"

"Thankfully no.", She consoled sympathetically. She was just as concerned as Kade was. If one of their affiliated companies such as Silph Co. or the Kanto Union had spoke against them, Briskomy would have a major crisis. Luckily, they remained loyal . . . and oblivious to the conspiracy. "If you wish to say something, I'd be saying it now. We'll vouch for you, don't worry."

Correcting the mistakes that Rita had apparently constructed was no easy task. If he were not present, Cortez and the other Briskomy Senators would likely resign. It was comforting to feel trusted. "Once Shivu finishes his ramblings, I'll speak up . . . as long as the Pokemon League Council doesn't get in my way."

"Not to mention the Pokemon Rangers Committee.", Reminded representative Jackson from behind.

Indeed, the Indigo League Council Representatives sat proudly beside other region's Pokemon Councils including The Johto League Council, The Sinnoh League Council, The Hoenn League Council, Ect. Also, many regional Pokemon Presidents and officials watched alongside them. Together, the whole union formed the Pokemon League Council or more commonly referred to as, The Pokemon League Committee. This faction was led by the grand Pokemon League President, Charles Goodshaw. Among the many members, Ghost Pokemon Master Agatha eyed Kade suspiciously. "He seems a bit too calm."

From the center of the room, stood Supreme Councilman Shivu, a well spoken older man around the age of 40. He had white long hair, pointy chin, rigid skin, dark blue eyes, and wore a fashionable robe as if he were a court judge. He was finally addressing a new matter to the senate. "-And so, we are all appalled by the unfortunate circumstances that have recently transpired in Catallia City. It's official. Torino activity has spread into the Johto Region."

From afar, a representative of the Sinnoh Region Executive Party stood up. "Torino must be stopped before Sinnoh can become the organization's next target!"

Agatha dismayed the comment in her mind. "Don't worry, executive. Once Sammy uncovers his father's private data, both Torino and Briskomy will be put to an end. No inspection will be necessary."

Enraged, a Hoenn Senator intervened. "Several Sinnoh Mafia Lords have already pledged their allegiances to Torino! It's too late to purify Sinnoh, but the Hoenn Region must be reserved before the criminal operations can exceed our regions stability. Sinnoh is far more civilized with a strong willed government branch and can manage on their own." True enough, though Hoenn was more secluded from the other regions. Concerns over Torino were not in the least necessary.

"We must concentrate on Torino's known whereabouts.", The Indigo League President said from beside Agatha. "We must do what we can to foil their schemes before more innocent people can be harmed. Before more Pokemon can be stolen and abused!"

"I presume they are speaking of Torino, not Briskomy.", Kade cautiously pondered.

"Our nation's government is doing everything possible to protect the public.", Shivu assured the Senate, trying to soothe the growing tensions. "Besides, Torino cant keep these charades up much longer. Even the Prime Minister is aware of that."

Finally, Kade stood up casually. It was time to fulfill Metsuma's dirty work. "If I may, I'd like to redirect the session's attention away from criminal justice and towards corporate ideals."

From Agatha's right, Pokemaster Danforth smirked with amusement. "This is where he begs for his life, politically.", He whispered.

Agatha curled her lips tightly. "Be cautious. Sorhagen is an insistent one."

Danforth nodded. "Indeed."

From behind Danforth, Pokemaster Baltan Triad folded his arms in pity. He was ashamed at the desperation his fellow council members were devoting. "There is no conspiracy.", He repeated in his mind. "There is no conspiracy. There is no conspiracy. I am never wrong!"

"Corporate Ideals?", Shivu responded to Kade. "I assume this relates to Briskomy?"

But Kade cut straight to the point while still maintaining his relaxed attitude. "For the sake of our company's well being, I humbly ask that you reschedule our inspection to a later time so that-"

Once again, the Indigo League protested in outburst. "What? So that you can plot a new way to protect your conspiracy?"

"There will be no talk of conspiracy in this Senate Hearing!", Shivu growled in warning. "Am I understood?"

Noticing that Goodshaw was looking upon him with disgrace, The Indigo League President sat down with an apology. "Forgive me, Supreme Councilman."

"As I was saying-", Continued Kade. "Rita Ketchum hopes you understand that because we are the biggest corporation in the world, we want to make a good impression for the inspectors. We can't accomplish a spotless and tidy Headquarters within three months, especially with our business booming at it's prime. Understand, preparation for such conditions is exceedingly time consuming."

"He's an impressive liar.", Agatha noted. "Now I see why my sister uses him."

Baltan scuffed at her remark. "And we're not lying? We who are secretly conducting an investigation without Shivu's knowledge?" He was clearly referring to Samuel Oak's request.

"Give it a rest, Baltan.", Danforth berated, trying hard to ignore the annoying Pokemaster of fire.

"Fools!", Baltan hissed to Pokemaster Sintas. "Can you believe they don't listen to me at all?"

She yawned. "Can you believe I'm bored as hell right now?"

"Commissioner Sorhagen, the delegation has already been called for by the Corporate Bureaucracy.", Shivu explained acutely, aware that Kade would not hesitate to argue. "It is out of my hands. Only the public influence can persuade the senate to detest the order."

Suddenly Kade was intrigued. "Public influence?", He questioned while rubbing his chin. "Interesting.", He whispered to himself. It would seem that there would be hope for Briskomy's survival after all. It would be a difficult challenge, but he could pull it off as long as the Pokemon League Council would not interfere.

But Agatha instantly identified Kade's manipulative smile. "He's plotting something. I cant let this happen."

…...

Finally having reached the top of the Sprout Tower after bypassing several of the building's sages, Gio gazed around with delight. "Such a large floor, you know? This would be a great place to battle!"

"That's actually what this floor was constructed for.", Paris proudly explained as she paced around the room. "It's dedicated to Pokemon Training while the lower levels are more of tourist grounds. Fascinating, isn't it?"

Gio stopped to think for a moment. If the top floor was meant for Pokemon Battles, he could take advantage of the opportunity. And better yet, battle Paris. "You want to battle?"

"There he goes again.", Said Delia with a pleasant expression. She loved the way Gio's eagerness exerted his positive intentions. "I think that's a great idea."

"Meow!", Meowth agreed.

Spencer remained speechless.

Paris giggled while cupping her mouth. "A rematch, Master Giovanni? Of course! And this time, there wont be a tie!"

"You won't have to worry about that!", Gio laughed as he summoned a Pokeball.

"I wasn't aware the sages permitted immature children in the building.", A voice insulted Gio from the front window. It was a short young man, around 20, with long blue hair and a humorless attitude. He wore attire that closely resembled that of a ninja; blue clothing, black wristbands, black headband, black jacket, black tennis shoes, and long white stockings. "This place is for serious trainers. If I were you, I'd kindly leave so that the sages don't become upset.", He composedly advised.

And just like that, Gio felt challenged and his rage immediately initiated. "You care to repeat that?"

The older boy smirked. "Why, are you deaf?"

Gio began to march forward with uncontrollable ferociousness. "And who are you supposed to be?"

The boy motioned his head back to flip his hair and smiled at Gio with his eyes shut. "Skylar."

Gio rolled his sleeves up and redirected his Pokeball at the newcomer. "Well you're asking for trouble, Skylar!"

Skylar turned his head away in refusal. Was he trying to act too cool for a simple Pokemon Battle? "I'm here to enjoy an important piece of history, not pick a fight with an amateur."

"Now you're asking for it!", Shouted Gio as he commenced an unwanted battle. It was in his nature, after all. "Sorry Paris but our rematch will have to wait. Meowth, go!"

"Meowy!", Cried Meowth as he launched himself in front of Gio and extended his claws at Skylar. "Meow! Meow!"

"So be it.", Skylar serenely replied as he held a Pokeball out and released his companion. "I choose Pidgeot!"

Pidgeot appeared. "Pidgot!"

"Meowth, use Thunderbolt!"

By command, Meowth obeyed and released a surging blast of electricity from his hold. "Meow!"

Skylar remained placid, unprovoked by Gio's anger. "Pidgeot, Mirror Move."

The Bird Pokemon flapped it's wings relentlessly as it's beak began to generate a Mirror shield.

Instantaneously, Meowth was annihilated by the reflected attack. "Mreeeow!"

"Errr No!" But unfortunately, Gio was already submerging into failure.

"Now use Wing Attack."

"Pidgeot!" Pidgeot darted at Meowth with it's wings glistening in the form of sharp blades.

Meowth attempted to dodge, but the Bird Pokemon was far to speedy and grazed Meowth with a single strike, sending the feline hurling backwards yet again.

Paris leaned her head towards Delia and whispered to her without Gio's knowing. "Has he improve at all since our last meeting?"

Blushing, Delia shrugged with a disconcerted grin. "It's a long story."

Back in battle, Meowth found himself dizzy from the rapid paced attacks. One after another they would come. Unfortunately for Gio, he couldn't hold on much longer. "Meow . . ."

Gio was astonished. "That Pidgeot has to be the fastest opponent I ever faced!"

At last, Skylar offered an accord. "Have you had enough?"

The last thing he wanted was to surrender. But judging by his exhausted Meowth, he didn't want to humiliate himself. Especially not with Paris around. He was more mature than that, despite his dismay over doing so. "Meowth, return."

The cat Pokemon didn't need to be told twice. With no argument, he trotted over to Gio for comfort. "Meow . . ."

Skylar recalled his Pokemon and turned his head away from Gio once again. "Wise decision. Now please leave before you hurt somebody."

This was greatly offensive. But Gio didn't bother to carry on the dispute. If he had learned anything from Surge, it was that pointless arguments would only lead to degradation. Most times, he couldn't resist. His hatred lusted for such circumstances. But now, there was no need. "Let's get out of here.", He grumbled to his group as he headed for the stairs.

Skylar watched as the strangers departed. "I guess I was wrong. Nothing suspicious about them . . . except maybe one."

…...

Later inside the Violet City Pokemon Center, Gio sat at a table with his companions while awaiting on Meowth's recovery to finalize. "I couldn't even take care of that obnoxious Trainer.", Gio grunted dejectedly. "I'm more pathetic than I thought."

Delia reached her arms around Gio and shook her head in denial. "No! Gio, since we started this journey, you've managed to save two cities from Memphis and Torino! How could you call yourself pathetic?"

"The stakes were different then.", Gio tried hard to explain. It seemed useless enough. "I don't know why but my motivation is at it's highest when I'm in actual danger."

Spencer chuckled. "That's all in your head. You're a Pokemon Trainer. Don't act like you have several different egos."

Gio rolled his eyes. "Easy for you to say."

"Well having a rematch with Paris isn't going to give you that rush you're looking for." Even at random, Spencer would continuously mock the poor Housekeeper. "Besides, I wouldn't take your chances anyway."

Mortified, Paris stood up and broke into tears. Her feelings had been tormented enough. "I'm sorry, master Giovanni.", She sobbed as she rushed out of the building. "I didn't mean to burden you and your friends!"

"Paris!", Gio called after her as he jumped to his feet. "Don't go!"

Delia was just as shocked as Gio. Spencer was never one to be so . . . hostile. "Spencer, that was just plain rude! You need to apologize right now!"

Gio finally joined in Delia's accusations. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you so nasty to her?"

"I don't trust her.", Spencer replied in short. "Enough said."

For once, Spencer was the one being unreasonable and Gio wouldn't stand for it. This was a dear friend of his and he would wholeheartedly defend her honor. "Paris has to be the nicest person I ever met in my life. She doesn't deserve to be treated like that. It's your fault you cant admit that you're just a stupid senseless jerk!" And with that, he rushed out the door to console his crying friend.

Outside, Paris sat upon a lone bench, sniffling repeatedly. Her eyes were covered behind her hands as she continued to sob. However, she was aware of Gio's presence. "I didn't mean to displease your friend. I should probably return to the academy so you wont have to deal with me anymore."

"Don't say that.", Gio urged as he sat down beside her and leaned forward to embrace her. "Spencer can be a real pain sometimes. But I set him straight so he shouldn't be a problem anymore."

She shook her head. "It's not that simple, Master Giovanni. But thank you."

He didn't know what more to say. This wasn't exactly his most cheerful day. "Listen . . . we can still catch up without Spencer being around if that makes you feel any better."

"Oh don't worry about it.", She solaced, wiping away her tears. "Besides, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Leaving?", Gio panicked in question. He still had yet to have his rematch. "What about your teaching job at the Pokemon Academy?"

She laughed. "Oh, I'll only be away on business for a week. But still, you'll be long gone by then I presume."

Gio then stood up, trying to encourage her. "Then lets have our Rematch tonight! Just you and me without anyone around. You wont have to worry about Spencer."

She smiled at him. Finally her tears had dissolved and she was satisfied with his offer. "I wouldn't miss the opportunity for the world, Master Giovanni!"

"Great!", Gio exclaimed with pleasure. He had successfully recovered a fallen plan. But all that remained was where and when. "Where should we meet?"

"How about tonight at the Sprout Tower?", She suggested in her usual sincere tone. "As a town official, I can get us to the top of the building with no problem. And this time, we wont have to worry about the Skylar fellow being there."

He nodded. "Sounds like a plan." A plan indeed. His father wished for him to sort the problem out for himself. Now he could. By reliving a familiar Pokemon Battle, he would drive himself back into his original style of Pokemon Training. And in doing so, he could easily win his Gym Battle the next day. Spencer nor Torino would ruin this for him.

…...

Outside of the senate chamber, Kade hustled over to the minibar and quickly began to prepare drinks for he and his colleagues in Briskomy's private meeting room. After every senate hearing, all politicians were expected to regroup with their associations and meet in private for a closing debate or just a general social gathering before departing. Kade revered the procedure. It was the only time he could drink and public. Plus, he could use the socializing time. With three margarita's prepared, he speedily rushed to pour the final glass; his own. As he swerved around with two beverages in each hand, he mindlessly marched forward but only to unexpectedly bump into Agatha whom was hovering over him from behind. Instantly, the drinks fell to the floor and he jumped back in surprise. "Pardon me you brainless-" But he recognized the face of whom he had conflicted and hesitantly hoisted a devious smile. "Ah, Pokemaster Agatha.", He spoke in a friendly tone as he kicked the shattered glass aside. "I wasn't aware of your presence."

Her palms rested against her hips as she examined him. "I suppose I'm just naturally inconspicuous."

"Quiet would be a better word.", He chuckled as he spun around to pour another two glasses. "What can I do for you, Agatha?"

He was no longer addressing her as Pokemaster. No doubt, he was aware of her intentions. Nevertheless, she remained mute.

Finally, Kade turned around and held a glass to her as he drank his own.

But she shook her head in refusal. "I don't drink, Commissioner."

An even wider grin evolved on his deceptive face. "Ah, you're professionally strict.", He assumed, downing her glass like a dehydrated outcast. "I envy that about you.", He uttered after swallowing. "You Pokemon Masters are so dedicated to your duties."

She glared at him. His tolerance over liquor greatly disgusted her. "We prefer the term dedication to Pokemon. Or at least, I do."

"Spoken like a true and wise Pokemon Master.", He commended though this was just a mask over his loath for the council. "Listen, Agatha. I know Briskomy and the Pokemon League Council have never seen eye to eye but-"

"I'm not here to make friends, Sorhagen.", She objurgated with excessive seriousness. No longer would she absorb his lies. "You can cut the act."

He slowly lowered his glass while giving a frightened and oblivious expression. "Why . . . whatever do you mean?" His soulless mask was adjusting into a more convincing gambit. No weakness was showing whatsoever.

"Supreme Councilman Shivu explained to you that the decision to inspect Briskomy Headquarters could not be reverted unless the public influenced a senate ballot.", She reminded him despite him being aware. "It's not going to happen."

He shrugged, taking another sip. "I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about."

She leaned closer so that her face was fluttering beside his. She exerted a disapproving smirk, as if judging him. "The public will never support your corporation.", She whispered wickedly. "I cant imagine what those Pokemon have to suffer through before you sell them away like useless tools!"

The Commissioner burst into laughter, mainly because there was no one else around. "I'm just a simple politician! You amuse me, Pokemaster."

"And you disgust me.", She hissed back.

Her verbal abuse was now inspiring his animosity. If he wanted her off his back, he would have to drain her of all fortitude. With a sense of boldness, he whispered calmly. "I will gain the support I require. I will not allow the senate to govern me." With a joyous laugh, he raised his hands boastfully. "As long as I am around, Briskomy will never fall!"

"I figured you would find a plan A to substitute your Plan B.", She said in response. Again, she began to examine him determinedly, trying to distinguish his fears and manipulate them into her own weapon. But . . . she couldn't. Sorhagen was . . . practically soulless. He was a man who could resist the darkness and replace it with greed. Greed protected by evil pride. He had emotions but they were materialistic and inhuman. Kade was a master at shielding his mentality. Such a man of mystery, indeed. Just looking at him with general vision, he seemed far too abstruse to figure out; His eyes blackened by sunglasses, his face always appealing with a malicious smile, and a posture that showed little distress. "You're not like others at all."

"Your silly mind gimmicks and illusionary powers are useless against me.", He bragged, criticizing her methods. "I am immune to anything you hold against me, Pokemaster."

After a long silence of perception, Agatha remembered Sammy. Yes, he would be the one to expose Briskomy for what it truly was. Whatever Kade was plotting, it would be a useless gesture. "Unfortunately for you and my sister, the Indigo League Council is already on the verge of recovering some very useful information that will expose Briskomy's secrets."

The cool and calculated politician chuckled in silence, before lowering his sunglasses and revealing his shaded eyes of corruption. "Listen closely, Agatha.", He croaked sinfully. "No matter what you do . . . no matter how hard you try . . . I will always be one step ahead of you." He then stormed out of the corridors, tossing his wine glass aside. Only his voice could be heard giving a final blackmail. "I'd be careful with who you're dealing with, Agatha. We wouldn't want your nephew's Pokemon falling into the wrong hands now would we . . ."

…...

Later that night at the Pokemon Center, Gio paced around his shared room while sorting through his Pokeballs. "Spinarak, Scyther, Krabby, Cyndaquil and-"

"Meow!", Meowth bellowed angrily from the windowsill.

He nodded sarcastically. "And you of course, Meowth."

Sitting on her bed with the covers over her, Delia was blissfully combing Faith's hair. "I always think you're beautiful, Faith. But if there's one thing I cant stand for, it's a messy head. Your father is a living witness of that."

"Chu . . .", Faith grumbled, rolling her eyes with frustration.

Spencer seated upon the bed and sighed at Gio. "I'm not so sure about this rematch, Gio. Especially with Paris involved."

"Would you please just tell me whats with you?", Gio demanded, growing furious with his opinion of her. "She's done nothing wrong to you!"

"There's just something not right about her!", Spencer tried to explain again. "I don't trust her at all!"

"You barely know her!", Accused Gio as he stood before him prudently. "You have no right to insult her!"

But Spencer pressed on anyway. "Maybe you'd care to explain why she miraculously disappeared from your house after you left? Or how she knew about me being a Pokemon Expert? Or why Faith growled at her?" He turned his head at Delia. "Common, Delia. Help me out here!"

Truthfully, she hated being dragged into arguments. Taking sides was not her paramour. She was more of a peacemaker rather than an instigator. But Delia had to admit, Paris did seem a bit peculiar now that Spencer had pointed out her bizarreness. "Well, I do find it a bit strange that she wants to meet you at the Sprout Tower without anyone else around."

"The battle was my idea!", Gio deciphered, aggressively enlightening the conversation. "And of course after what Spencer said to her, she'd want to meet with just me."

Delia gave a sorrow expression. "But . . . I didn't do anything wrong."

"ughhh!", Gio growled, burying his face into his palms. "That's not the point!"

"Well it's clear as to what is.", Spencer spat with a censure attitude. It all made sense now. Gio was thinking up well played flimsy excuses to hide the fact that he was just using the situation at command. "You only want to battle Paris to you can 'remotivate' yourself. You're not even taking anything I'm saying into a serious account!"

"Shut up!", Gio howled at him before shoving him away violently. "You're wrong about this! You don't know anything because you're a pathetic halfwit!"

"Gio!", Delia called out, appalled at what he had just shouted to his friend. But by the time she was ready to hop out of bed and control him, he and Meowth had already forged from the room, firmly slamming the room door shut behind him.

Delia glanced into Spencer's direction, watching as he sat back up while giving discontented sigh. "Spencer, maybe you're wrong about Paris. Maybe it's all in your head."

"No.", He rebutted strictly. "I'm sorry Delia . . . but I'm standing by my beliefs."

…...

That same night, Kade strolled through the Senate Halls, eager to leave the building and to depart in his executive helicopter. Returning to HQ would be relieving. This night was full of surprises and he couldn't even one more. Luckily, he didn't feel in the least intimidated my Agatha's threats. "Speaking of which . . .", He thought to himself, noticing the Indigo League Council's briefing room up ahead. "Just what I need; another run in with an unhappy Pokemon Master." But as he began to pass the room's entrance, he immediately heard strange whispers deriving from within. Intrigued, he quietly backed up and peaked into the room to find only two people inside; Poison Pokemaster Sintas and Fire Pokemaster Baltan Triad. "What could all the secrecy be about?", He mentally asked with interest as he leaned flat against the wall with his ear listening through the doorway.

"-conspiracy this and conspiracy that!", Mocked an aggravated Baltan. "It sickens me! We shouldn't be wasting our time with this nonsense! It's despicable is what it is."

"To be honest, I believe in this conspiracy thingy.", Sintas yawned. "That's why I want to put a stop to it. So I wont have to hear these political debates all hours of the day. We're Pokemon Masters of the Elite 4! We should be showing off our skills and not sitting around on our asses all day. If we could show that there is no secret, then we could all finally get on with our lives."

"Finally, a voice of reason!", Baltan roared like a Charizard.

Kade smiled. This was very appealing. Two disloyal Pokemon Masters. Of course now, a plan was conjuring within the commissioner's mind.

"That pompous professor and the council are wasting our effort as if it were garbage!", Baltan continued to rant. "What are we going to do to stop it!"

Kade seized the moment. With no hesitation, he strolled into the room casually with his hands folded behind his back. "Hello there."

Startled, Baltan jumped. "Hey! You're not allowed in here!"

"And you two are not allowed to conspire against your fellow council members.", Kade revolted back at the Fire Pokemon master. He was no match at all. "But still, upset politicians such as ourselves get away with breaking the rules."

Baltan found himself sweating nervously as Kade began to circle him. "What is it you want, Sorhagen?"

"I couldn't help but overhear your conversation.", Said Kade informally, not making eye contact.

"Oh, we're screwed.", Sintas lethargically uttered.

"Not necessarily." Kade continued to circle his victims with a hungry craving for dominate control. After being silent long enough, he continued to consort with his cautious political rivals. "I want to offer a suggestion that may help you resolve your crisis."

Sintas stopped filing her fingernails and curiously glared up at Kade. "Help us? And . . . why would you wanna do that?"

Smiling, Kade removed his sunglasses to exchange glances with Baltan, hinting the obvious.

And that was it. Baltan immediately comprehended the Commissioner's concealed confession. "There . . . is a conspiracy! No! It cant be!" He was growing angry now.

"Stop fooling with yourself, Baltan.", Kade admonished, nearing the Fire Master's position. "The obvious cannot be harbored. Deep down, you knew about the conspiracy. But you didn't want to accept it."

Baltan was speechless. Was his anxiety truly that noticeable to the eyes of Kade Sorhagen?

Kade continued. "You didn't want to admit you were wrong because you didn't want to face the humiliation. You still don't. I can tell by how much you're sweating at this very moment."

Sintas directed her gaze at Baltan. "So what now? Should we like arrest him or something?"

Baltan gave no response. He remained traumatized by Kade's jurisdiction.

"Arrest me?", The Commissioner questioned as if ridiculing them. He turned back to Baltan. "And then what, Baltan? Face the eternal humiliation you've been dreading and denying for so long? Don't you want to maintain the glory for as long as you can? Don't you want to see Danforth's face when he discovers that his useless plans have been ruined?"

"Yes!", Baltan roared while pulling at his frizzy red hair. "The council must see how foolish they truly are!" Even if the truth was against him now, this wouldn't stop him from preventing his immediate embarrassment. "We must find a way to stop the council from exposing the truth."

"Now that's more like it!", Kade applauded. The tables had dramatically turned. He now commanded two senseless Pokemon Masters who would do anything to get their way. "You know what you must do! Go to Samuel Oaks Laboratory and destroy his father's files before he can deliver them to the council!"

The skinny red-headed Fire Master hollered with triumph. "With pleasure! Sintas, will you join me? I'll need your cunning to pull off this task quietly."

"Betraying our own members by illegally breaking into a laboratory and destroying important papers?", Sintas questioned in horror. But it was all a gimmick once she burst into laughter. "Sounds dangerous. But dangerous is fun. Count me in. Anything to get away from this boring political crap."

Sorhagen clasped his hands with delight as Baltan and Sintas continued to converse. The foul game of treachery was a personal favorite of his. Specifically, when it involved recruiting perfidious renegades like those two. It appeared that Agatha was dangling the truth all along. But it didn't take long for him to identify it and secretly manipulate the situation to his bidding. After all, he would always be one step ahead of Agatha. Or any Pokemon Trainer for that matter. With the Pokemon League Council out of the way, he could concentrate on contemplating away to gain the support of those who currently hated Rita and the company. It would not be an easy task, but he would correct the errors that Rita had constructed and find a way to prove Briskomy as a friendly organization. Unlike Rita who tried to use publicity stunts, he was far more advanced in the ways of prominence. Finally, Metsuma would recognize his potential like a legacy.

…...

As Gio and his loyal pet progressed up the stairs of the Sprout Tower, all he could think about was his battle. "I don't care what Spencer says. This battle is going to help me!"

"Are you sure about that?", His father's ghost asked from beside him. The wise man gazed at his surroundings as he followed Gio up the final flight of stairs. "Not so secluded after all."

The teen laughed. "Those are just the tower's sages, dad. They just stand and guard the upper levels. They wont interfere in my battle with Paris."

"You don't find it weird that the Sages hadn't denied you to enter?"

Gio shrugged. "Paris must have already told them that I was coming."

"Gio, you don't need to do this.", His father advised comfortingly. "I know how determined you are to be a dedicated Pokemon Trainer but it's clouding your mind and-"

"Gio, you're here!", Chanted Paris from across the hall. "I almost thought you weren't coming."

It didn't take long for him to realize that he had reached the top floor. His father's mental lectures sure were distracting. Back to reality, he and Meowth faced Paris with a ready stature. "I hope you're ready for an intense rematch!"

"Meow! Meow!"

"I'm glad!", She sighed before expressing a sudden face of severity. "But unfortunately, I wont be the one you'll be having an intense match with."

Gio felt a cold shiver travel down his spine. Something about Paris' voice had completely transformed. It was more . . . bitter. "Paris? What are you talking about?"

Without a word, she lifted her hand over her head and pulled off . . . her hair? But surprisingly, it was a blond wig she had removed. She then wiped her face deprivingly to rid of a marsh of Makeup that smeared across her face. Next, she tore off her dress and unveild a Torino uniform. "Now, little boy, you know the truth!", Crissela cackled in her sadistic German accent.

Gio felt short of breath as he backed into the Pendulum that swung from the center of the room. His eyes widened beyond belief. "No . . . it cant be!"

From behind, a dozen of the Tower's cloaked sages poured from the staircase.

"There's an intruder!", Gio alerted. "Get her now!"

But the sages simply ignored his warning and began to surround him before shedding their brown cloaks to reveal their true identities; Torino Soldiers.

Wordlessly, Crissela motioned her head to the corner of the room . . . where another hooded figure emerged from the shadows. He removed his hood and the face of Kyden was conceded.

Gio eyed him untrustingly as Torino troops began to restrain his arms. "This doesn't surprise me.", He lied.

"Mrrrrrreow!", Meowth hissed, trying to ward off the soldiers. But it was useless.

"I felt unwanted sympathy when I recommended Crissela reappear to you as your old friend.", The clone credited himself in a vital tone. "But this was the only way to get to you. She did all the work. And I come in for the final blow."

A few tears began to spill from Gio's eyes as he stared at Crissela with heedless hysteria. "All these years . . . you've been lying to me." Spencer was right after all. Guilt was now hijacking his conscience. "Spence, I'm sorry."

"Surprise.", She replied evilly.

Gio once again looked up at her. "But . . . how?"

"Well . . . I suppose there's no harm in letting you in on the details." Lazily, Crissela began to account the past. "I was working undercover for the Torino Boss as a housemaid assigned to spy on your mother. But when she finally abandoned the mansion, my years of double-agent service was finally over and to commend my good work, I was promoted to Commander. Simple enough."

"So . . . who are you really?", Gio asked her as calm as he could be. "Paris or Crissela."

She trembled with pity. ". . . neither."

Both Kyden and Gio's mouth dropped. "What?"

"We have him, Kyden.", Crissela reminded, aiming to change the subject. "Be the one to knock him unconscious. But remember, strike fear into him. Do not channel his advantage." And because she made sure that Giovanni's girlfriend was not present, Kyden's mind would not be improperly influenced. The battle climax of Catallia City would not be repeated.

Remembering his mission, Kyden slowly approached Gio with his Pokeball extended forward. This was finally the moment . . . to succeed. "With no Delia to hold me back this time . . . I can take you out once and for all!"

Gio bowed his head down, ashamed. "Go ahead and do it."

"Pidgeot, Gust Attack!", Skylar's voice suddenly cried from outside.

Suddenly, a blast of wind spewed through the nearby window port and swept several Torino troops off the ground and down the lengthy staircase. The others ,however, quickly fell into an unconscious state, leaving Gio, Crissela, Meowth, and Kyden to stare out the window with bewilderment.

As presumed, Skylar soared upon Pidgeot through the high tower window and into the top floor fray. "That's all the information I need to end my investigation! At last, Torino shows their faces."

"Oh a new friend to play with?", Crissela assumed in her playful tone, igniting a Pokeball at that instant. "Let's just see if that Pidgeot meets Torino's qualifications of worthy Pokemon!"

Donphan appeared. "Donnnphan!"

She flinched to her subordinate while still concentrating on Skylar. "Kyden, take care of Giovanni!"

"Like I had something better to do!", He sharply joked while releasing Eevee from his Pokeball.

Eevee appeared. "Veee!"

There was no time to haste. Skylar would definitely need help defeating these foes. And because Gio's Johto ego involved fighting ruthless enemies, he would take advantage like his life depended on it. "Meowth, go!"

'Mreowww!", The feline squealed as he lunged at Eevee with his claws slashing forward.

"Eevee, do a front flip!"

Like an acrobat, Eevee performed a flawless front flip on cue, managing to motion majesticly over Meowth and land directly in front of him.

The moment Meowth swerved around to strike, he was hauled backwards by a brutal double kick from the fox's hindlegs.

Dazzled by the rapid maneuver, Meowth failed to notice an incoming Hidden Power attack. "Merowww!" Again, Meowth was assailed by Eevee's impressively paced retaliation.

Gio scrunched his fists. Meowth would really need to catch up to Eevee's stride if he planned to pose as an honorable threat. The next step would be winning the battle.

Skylar, on the other hand, was managing his own difficulties while dueling the two-faced Crissela and her powerful Donphan. He had little advantage which appeased Crissela, believing it would diminish his hope and exalt his fear. But Skylar was smarter than that. "Pidgeot, Wing Attack!"

Crissela snickered to herself. "You cant beat me child. Donphan, Thunderfang!"

As Pidgeot descended from the air to strike, the Ground Tusk Pokemon chomped forward and clutched Pidgeot's wing with it's surging mouth.

In seconds, Pidgeot's body had become possessed by the punishing move of electrical misery. "Pidgeeeeot!"

Donphan chucked the wounded bird across the room and immediately charged forward in it's wheeling advancement, heading to finish the Flying foe.

But Skylar remained relaxed, still believing Donphan to be his ultimate prey. "Pidgeot, Agility."

Even after having received a Super Effective attack, the remarkableness of Pidgeot's effective speed remained. Under a second, the bird took flight again, easily avoiding the Ground Type opponent.

Crissela nodded her head in all her honesty. "I'm impressed with your birdbrains. But you must come to accept that this battle will end in my favor!"

Meanwhile, Kyden continued to pursue the battle, wanting so bad for Gio to admit defeat and fall to his power. "Eevee, Take Down!"

"Vreee!" Eevee dashed at Meowth headfirst like an unstoppable train.

Luckily for Meowth, he could easily identify that is was only Eevee's means of rapid transportation. Ironically, the real surprise attack was what the feline was expecting.

Having figured out the enemy's plan, Gio instructed onward. "Meowth, use Screech!"

"MEEEEOWWWW!", Meowth shrilled to the top of his lungs.

"Vee!", Eevee howled in agony, unable to bear the intensity of the high pitched voice much longer. Instantly, the Fox Pokemon collapsed to the floor, having failed to continue his attack.

Gio unplugged his ears once Meowth had finished and continued to command. "Now's your chance. Use Thunderbolt!"

"Mreeeeow!", The feline obliged with pleasure.

By the time Eevee had managed to stand on all of his paws, Meowth's discharge was already piercing into him like a tidal wave at it's most ardent peak. Critical Hit!

Kyden gasped with anguish upon seeing his severely injured Pokemon land at his feet. "I knew I needed more training!", He excused in his mind. "Damn it, Crissela, it's not my fault!" With no other options, he shut his eyes and recalled Eevee to his Pokeball.

Successful, Gio smiled. He had claimed his victory but now . . . he felt an old sense of accomplishment. The answer to what he had been questioning since he arrive had already been unraveled. Why could he feel it now? Because he had once faced Paris with no problem, unknowing that she was secretly his worst nightmare in disguise. It was all in his mind about the different motives of Pokemon Training. It didn't matter who he was facing because he would always be a Pokemon Trainer. Spencer was right. His father was right. He could only be one person. There were no individual strategies. There were no individual forms of motivation. There was just him. His victory over Kyden would be no different from his victory over the Violet City Gym Leader. Sure, the opponents would be diverse in comparison. But Giovanni Ketchum would always be the one and only Giovanni Ketchum.

Enraged, Kyden hurried away from Gio and rushed towards the staircase of the Sprout Tower. though he didn't want to admit to it, his own truth had been realized. The clone needed more training before he could ultimately overwhelm his original.

Now, Gio and Meowth were left to rejoin Skylar as he continued his battle with Crissela. He rushed toward the scene. "Lets go, Meowth!"

Abashed, Crissela gleamed over Gio's shoulder to find Kyden retreating down the stairs. ". . . Coward.", She grumbled as Gio, Skylar, Pidgeot, and Meowth closed in on she and Donphan. "Fine, then I'll just have to take care of you all myself!" She began to reach for a second Pokeball.

But Skylar took notice and stopped her. "What's the matter? The infamous dangerous and ruthless Torino General has to play by the basics in order to win? Unimpressive."

"Oh, I'll show you ruthless!" To Skylar's relief, she put away her second Pokeball . . . but resumed the battle. "Donphan, I believe an earthquake attack would do nicely!"

"No!", Both Skylar and Gio shouted.

She looked at them, pretending to be daunted. "Why, whatever is the matter?"

"If your Donphan uses Earthquake, this whole Tower will be ruble!", Skylar explained urgently.

She sighed while considering what she had already decided. "Oh, very well. I'll spare the tower . . . as long as Giovanni willingly surrenders!"

"No way!", Gio rebelled. This was the last thing he wanted. But Crissela was a cruel and maniacal being. How could he save himself now?

"You're a heartless woman.", Skylar grumbled beneath his breath.

Crissela cackled in the usual manner. "You wanted ruthless? I'm showing it to you!"

"So am I", Yelled a familiar voice from the staircase.

Crissela beamed her vision at the stairs to find a Bone Club rapidly spiraling at Donphan.

Super Effective! Critical Hit! "Don! Donphannn!" The Tusked beast fell to the floor before squirming with unbearable affliction. Seconds later . . . it fainted.

Emerging from the stairs was Spencer Hale and his Marowak. "Hello there, Paris.", He spat sarcastically at Crissela. "I knew I recognized those immoral eyes of yours when I first saw you."

Crissela was furious. With both hands, she grabbed her other two Pokeballs and readied to chuck them at her enemies.

"Not so fast. I already contacted the authorities.", Spencer lied so accurately. "If you plan on leaving this tower without being in handcuffs, i'd say it's time to start running."

" . . . And so it is.", She complied as she began to walk backwards to the stairs while still eying Gio. She knew perfectly well that there were no cops coming, yet still decided to disperse for one simple reason; Kyden was the one who had to capture Giovanni. "But keep this in mind Master Giovanni . . . you can run . . . but we will catch you!" With that being her final farewell, she disappeared into the dark stairwell . . . laughing insanely.

"She's quite a hag.", Skylar said, fully repulsed. "But at least she and her group are leaving the city."

Gio exhaled deeply, releasing his contained stress into the nighttime air. It was over. But now came the part where he was expected to apologize. He faced Spencer with a culpable frown. "Spencer . . . I screwed up bad. You were right all a along-"

"Don't worry about it.", Spencer cut him off with a compassionate smile. "I forgive you."

Astounded, Gio could not seem to understand Spencer's quickness to forget. "Even after everything I said to you? How could you even look at me-"

Spencer just laughed while reclaiming his Marowak. "Friends forgive, Gio."

Gio shut up upon hearing this. Was that logical? Friends forgive? He had always believed that phrase, but did it apply to such circumstances? Apparently so. "Spencer . . . I don't know how you put up with me."

Again, he laughed. "Same here."

Having recalled his Pidgeot, it was Skylar's turn now to apologize. "Sorry about the trouble I gave you earlier today, Giovanni. This is my post, you see? I suspected something fishy had been going on around here this past week and I assumed It could only be the doing of Torino. I . . . suspected you because-"

Gio rolled his eyes, believing Skylar to be a suspector of the conspiracy. "Because you knew I was the son of Rita Ketchum?"

"Actually no.", He awkwardly corrected. "I was going to say because of your impetuous attitude."

Gio wasn't surprised by this. However, arguing was pointless now. Gratitude would notably replace it. "Well if you hadn't been hiding on the roof tonight, I would be in Torino's custody right now. Thanks for helping me out."

"No thanks necessary.", The other trainer declined forcefully. "By the way, I like how you and your Meowth worked together so diligently to defeat that boy and his Eevee. It was a much better improvement from our fight this morning."

Gio chuckled to himself. "Let's just say I've remotivated myself with something that's been there all along."

"Then you should challenge me at the Gym sometime.", Skylar mentioned as if it were nothing.

But Gio was beyond the point of feeling confounded. All the pieces were coming together. "You're the Violet City Gym Leader?", He questioned loudly. "In that case, I want to battle as soon as possible."

Skylar nodded in acceptance. "I don't see why not. With my week long investigation solved, I'd love to have you as my first welcome-home challenger tomorrow morning." He almost spoke this enforcably. But that was the attitude of a Gym Leader.

Meowth cheered with enthusiasm. "Meowthy!"

With no regrets, Gio accepted. "You're on!" Oh he would have quite a story to tell Delia when he returned to the Pokemon Center. And the best part would come at the end when he finally embraced himself as one person; Giovanni Ketchum, Pokemon Trainer. While Crissela chose to undergo more than one Alias, Gio was capable of overcoming obstacles under his one and only ego. But would this be enough potency to defeat Skylar, The Violet City Gym Leader?

TO BE CONTINUED . . . . .