Disclaimer: I repeat, I don't own Pokemon or any of the characters, except the OC Greg Grassman.
Chapter 11: The Rescue: Part 2.
"Are we interrupting something?" Ash smirked.
Greg and Misty broke apart and both glared daggers at him.
"Oh, come on." Brock complained teasingly. "We come over here to check if you're alright, and instead of thanking us or something, you start glaring at us?"
Greg and Misty chose to ignore the comment, turning instead to face each other again.
"So does this mean we're going out now?" Greg asked curiously.
Misty blushed. "I suppose so, yeah. I'd like that."
Greg nodded and took his Luxury Balls from Misty, then released Celebi to accompany him. "Anyway, you guys should probably get out of here. I still have something I have to deal with. I'll meet you outside in a few minutes."
"Wait." His new girlfriend stopped him. "What exactly are you planning to do?"
Greg's face darkened. "Let's just say there's an old acquaintance of mine here right now and I'm sure he's just dying to see me again." With that he walked off.
"Uh oh." Brock said after a short pause. "If I understood that right, he's going to go kill Giovanni."
Misty's eyes widened, while Ash just frowned.
"Well, it is a bit extreme, but with all that Giovanni and Team Rocket did to Greg, I can't really blame him." He caught sight of Misty and Brock staring at him, astonished. "What?"
A few minutes later, in Giovanni's office on the top floor:
"Cassidy, any update on Grassman's escape from his cell?" Giovanni asked the Team Rocket grunt who he'd recently demoted to be his secretary.
"No, sir." The woman replied over the intercom. "We currently know that his friends have left the building, but he still appears to be inside. Oh, hold on, there's someone here right now." Giovanni scowled when he heard Cassidy's next words. "How may I help you, Mr. Lincoln? Say, didn't you screw over Team Rocket half a year ago or something like that?"
Giovanni heard a low chuckle come from the adjacent room.
"My word, you consider yourself a secretary?" Greg asked mockingly. "The Boss really needs to keep his grunts better informed, wouldn't you say, Cassidy?"
Giovanni didn't hear an answer. Instead, he heard a thud, then a knock on his door.
"Grassman, I know it's you." He shouted angrily. "Just get in here so I can permanently dispose of you."
He heard another chuckle from the other side of the door. "As you wish."
Giovanni flinched slightly when the door was blasted off its hinges and into his office, then one of his ex-followers walked in.
"I must say, good thing you knew I was coming." Greg joked, removing his wig and scratching his head. "I really hate wearing this thing."
"Enough with your lame jokes." Giovanni spat. "Let's finally settle this so that you don't bother me anymore." He took a PokeBall from his waist. "Rhydon, I choose you."
Greg sighed. "Oh, this again. Fine then. Moltres, you're on." He threw a Luxury Ball into the air.
"Let's do this fast." Greg stated. "Moltres, use Steel Wing."
Giovanni stared in disbelief as his Pokemon was knocked out with just one attack.
"Ok, that didn't work." He finally managed out. "Nidoqueen, go."
Two minutes later:
Giovanni stood among unconscious bodies of his six Pokemon and stared at Greg.
"You know, this is why Moltres is considered a legendary Pokemon." Greg explained, looking around the destroyed office.
"Ok, you won. What are you going to do about it, Grassman?" Giovanni asked angrily.
Greg looked straight into the Team Rocket boss's eyes. Giovanni was immediately struck how the eyes of a mere eleven-year old seemed to have seen pain and suffering far beyond his years.
Greg sighed with obvious sadness. "You see, Giovanni, one time, I was just like you. I had all I wanted, the way you do, except what I wanted was a family and friends." His tone then grew angry. "But you took all that away from me. My parents are dead, I was forced to flee my home to escape your goons, and I only had one friend, namely Celebi, to guide me through all that. I entered your pathetic group in order to take you down, but for some reason I chickened out and settled on freeing the Legendary Pokemon I made the mistake of acquiring for you earlier." Greg's eyes then started glowing blue. "Well, guess what? It's time I finally finished what I originally set out to do. Like I lost everything because of you, you are now going to lose everything because of me. Except, instead of me taking it away from you, I'm going to remove you from it."
Giovanni stared as a blue glow surrounded his window pane and it smashed to tiny pieces. He then found himself enveloped by similar light and floating slowly out the window, stopping outside to hover above a large distance to the ground below.
He then looked at Greg again, and for the first time since he started running Team Rocket, Giovanni felt fear.
"Say goodnight, Giovanni." And with these words Greg relinquished the psychic hold he had over the man.
"Oh, who am I kidding, I can't do it." Greg sighed, then motioned to Celebi. "Use Psychic on him a meter before he hits the ground, so that he doesn't die."
Celebi looked at Greg, relieved, then proceeded to carry out his instructions. Greg watched as the falling man came to a halt just before he would have landed and died.
"You know, we should probably get down from here?" Greg smiled as he waved a hand towards the broken window. "Should we go the fast way, or the safe way?"
Celebi just giggled.
That evening, outside the Team Rocket HQ:
"Thanks for taking him off our hands, officer." Ash smiled. "I'm guessing that with him gone, Team Rocket will now fall apart."
"Actually, I should be thanking you guys." Jenny replied. "Thanks to you, we have one less criminal organization to worry about.
The policewoman then turned to look at several of her colleagues rounding up remaining Team Rocket members.
"I contacted your families." Jenny continued. "There is a large reward for what you kids did, but since you're still underage, we sent the money to your parents to hold until you're adults." She looked at Greg. "Greg, as per your request, we sent your share along with your girlfriend's to her sisters." Greg smiled and Misty blushed. "Well, this is everything, I guess, so thanks again and take care."
The four friends and two Pokemon watched as Jenny drove off with a handcuffed Giovanni sitting behind her.
"So, Ash." Greg turned to his black-haired friend. "Remind we again, where are we off to now?"
Ash chuckled. "Man, Greg, you forget easily. Now we have three months of training ahead of us before the Johto League Championships begin."
"Alright." Greg smiled. "Now that I don't have to worry about some criminal organization or anything like that, let's just relax and have fun training. What do you guys say?"
Misty and Brock cheered.
Author's note: I know, I know. Weakest…ending…EVER!