A/N: Gosh, I can't stop writing these. Team Rocket just brings me so much joy. The other teams and Team leaders have motivations and backstories that make them not truly evil. Team Rocket is the one true Team!


Chapter Eleven- Man with a Persian

"Poliwrath, Hydro Pump!"

"Dragonite, Hyper Beam!" The crowd cheered as the dragon type added yet another victory to its winning streak.

"Poliwrath is unable to battle, making Dragonite the winner!" the referee declared.

"Any one else want to taken a shot at beating an eight badge trainer?" Damian cried, patting his Dragonite on the shoulder.

A hooded figure approaches and steps through the crowd. "You have all eight badges of Kanto?" he muttered, in a tone that hinted disbelief.

"Tch, of course." Damian replied, pulling his jacket aside to show the badges pinned to the inside of his coat.

The figure smirked and pulled out a pokeball. "Then I challenge you to a battle. But if I win, your badges are forfeit. Unless you're afraid to lose."

Damian growled. "I ain't afraid!" he shouted, tossing a berry and Dragonite's direction.

"Very well." the man said, pushing the button on his pokeball and releasing a Persian.

"What the hell?!" Damian cried, as the rest of the crowd suppressed giggles. "What kind of joke is this! I just told you I had eight badges and you chose to battle with a cat?"

"If you're so confident you can win, then don't waste your time talking so much."

Damian growled. "I'll teach you to underestimate us!" he shouted, "Dragonite, let's make this a OHKO! Brick Break!" Dragonite spread its wings and darted towards Persian at incredible speed.

"Persian, use Iron Tail."

Persian leapt into a flip in midair and brought its tail down hard on Dragonite's back. Dragonite let out a roar of pain and clenched his teeth.

"Taunt." Persian smirked stuck its tongue out in Dragonite's face, causing the dragon type to spring up and fling the cat pokemon off its back in fury.

Persian landed gracefully on its feet and let out a mischievous hiss.

"Dragonite, finish it with a Thunder!" Damian cried, but Dragonite wasn't listening. It glared at the Persian with a look of hatred.

"Success in a pokemon battle depends on only on the skill of a trainer and pokemon, but their ability to work together." the man explained. "Destroy that ability and the battle is as good as won." He grinned evilly.

Dragonite reared up and released a mass beam of concentrated energy.

"Persian, Dig." Persian dove downwards and disappeared into a hole in the ground.

A moment later it burst out behind Dragonite and crawled onto its back, letting out a fury of claws. Dragonite roared and slammed its back into a lamppost, only to have Persian squirm over its shoulder and onto its stomach.

"Persian, Iron Tail, then finish it with Power Gem!"

Persian brought its tail on Dragonite's head and leapt backwards. As Dragonite charged towards it, it let out a beam of energy from the jewel on its forehead.

Dragonite soared backwards through the air and landed on top of its trainer.

"Dragonite is unable to battle, therefore the winner is Persian!" the referee declared.

"Dragonite, return!" Damian commanded, pulling out his pokeball. The man bent down and pulled one of his badges off from inside his jacket. Damian recognized it as the Earth Badge.

"Hey, come on." Damian trembled as he reached out his hand to grab his badge back. "That's from the Viridian City Gym. The gym leader is the grandson of Professor Oak, I had to train really hard to beat him."

"Tch." he scoffed, removing his hood and causing Damian to flinched at the steely gaze of the man's piercing black eyes. "You might have defeated the brat boy, but you wouldn't last a moment against the true Viridian Gym Leader."

Persian padded up to its master's side and purred in content.