Disclaimer: I think it's becoming more and more obvious that I do not own Pokemon.

I've wanted to make Giovanni Ash's father for like EVER! And I finally did it! That alone just makes me happy but ya'lls awesome reviews make me even happier so here's the next chapter and Ash's nice little reaction to finding out his father is a psychotic evil warlord thief boss person…yeah…

Ash's POV

My father is Giovanni, half of my DNA came from one of the most evil people in the world, my father is the leader of Team Rocket… All of these thoughts flowed through my head as I stared at the man in front of me, my father, blankly but despite my thoughts all that came out of my mouth were two words. Two very quiet and wounded words that made me sound more like a child again. "You left…" Throughout everything I just learned that was the one thing that I had to say, had to know why. The whole evil boss thing I could understand because as I figured out a long time ago he's crazy but I had to know why he left my mom and I all alone. "Why did you leave? Why did you abandon us!" I clenched my fists, grabbing unto the anger and holding unto it desperately because the sadness and hurt were threatening to overflow.

"I left for you and mother's sake."

"Don't listen to him Ash!" Misty yelled and I Pikachu agreed, his cheeks sparking dangerously.

Giovanni ignored them and continued. "We were poor Ash, all we had was that restaurant in Pallet town and there was barely enough business to keep it open let alone be any help to us. I got money from battles but that too was barely enough so I left. I went back to my mother and took over Team Rocket. Hadn't you ever wondered how your mother kept her restaurant open even though there's so few people in Pallet? Or how she kept up such a big house and was always able to buy you those new outfits. I've sent you money every month, I've always been watching over you. I sent Jessie, James and Meowth to bring you to me at the start of your journey but as I'm sure you've noticed they're a bit…lacking in skill…" he pinched the bridge of his nose exasperated.

"Why didn't you come see me yourself?" I demanded.

"Would you have believed me?"

"Kidnapping my pokemon doesn't make me believe you more!"

Giovanni nodded "Your Pikachu is impressive, you're a good trainer. I'm proud of you Ash."

Those last words sucked all of my anger away. "What?" I choked out softly.

"I'm proud of you, you're strong, you're smart-" Misty snorted "-you're devoted to your pokemon." Giovanni nodded.

"He's manipulating you Ash." Misty reached out and took my hand, "He wants to get into your head!"

"He's my father Misty." I hissed "My father, how can that not get into my head?"

Misty gave me a sympathetic look and nodded "I trust you Ash." she squeezed my hand and kissed my cheek softly.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes tightly trying to sort out my thoughts. My father, my father was right in front of me…I always wanted to meet him, to know why he was never around and now I knew. He had never seemed real until this moment. He had never really abandoned mom and I, he sent us money, helped us out. Why didnt she ever tell me? I wondered. She probably didn't know the whole truth…she probably knew that he was the one sending the money but I bet she didn't really know how he got it…She never would have taken the money if she had known...

I opened my eyes "Give me Pikachu back. Let me and my friends go and never talk to me or mom again. We don't need you or your money anymore. I can take care of mom and myself. My battle winnings are enough for the restaurant and most of the house and Professor Oak will help too. We aren't alone like you are. Mom and I have each other and we have friends." I put an arm around Misty.

Giovanni frowned. "I'm sorry you see it that way. You can't run from Team Rocket Ash. It is a part of you, just like I am. And to get out you have to battle me."

"Battle you!" I said surprised, battling my father…

"Yes, a one on one battle. And if I win you stay here and let me train you to become Team Rocket's next boss and you will carry on the legacy of Team Rocket as it is now. But if you win I will let you and your friends go but I will also leave, never bother you again, leaving you to do as you please with our family's organization, disband it, mold it, whatever happens in this battle Team Rocket will be yours. So pick your pokemon."

"I want Pikachu so let him out." I growled and Giovanni kneeled over, taking a key out of his pocket and unlocking the cage.

"Pika-pi!" Pikachu ran over to my side and I kneeled down, hugging him happily.

"Now as for my Pokemon." Giovanni smirked. "Persian!" he called and the pokemon bounded into the room and my heart stopped.

Almost as strong as one of Pikachu's thunderbolts a memory hit me, I couldn't have been any older then three years old. It was late, I sat in my small bed with bright charmander sheets, and my hands over my ears as my parents argued downstairs about money. I didn't realize what it was about back then, all I knew is that the yelling was keeping me awake. I sniffled and was getting ready to cry when my door creaked open and a Persian walked in and hopped unto my bed. It nuzzled my cheek and purred, softly batting at me playfully until I stopped sniffling and started to laugh. My parents kept on arguing long into the night but I fell asleep despite the noise, my small arms wrapped around the much larger cat Pokemon.

"Ash?" Misty nudged me out of my thoughts "Ash are you okay?"

"I remember…" I said slowly, cocking my head to one side in wonder.

Giovanni smirked, petting Persian's head. "Yes, when you small you used to ride around on Persian's back. It used to give your mother a heart attack but you refused to stop. He was your first friend."

I couldn't stop the small smile on my face as I hesitantly reached forward to pet Persian. I laughed as the Pokemon purred and nuzzled my hand.

"Do you remember me?" I asked the Pokemon softly and got my answer when it rolled on its back, letting me rub its belly.

After a moment Giovanni spoke. "Are you ready to battle Ash?" he asked and I stood up.

"I'm always ready." I nodded but felt a lump in my stomach at the thought of battling my father and more so the pokemon who had helped me through some of the toughest nights of my life…

As if sensing my thoughts Pikachu butted his head against my leg reassuringly and Misty put her hand on my cheek and turned my head to face hers. She kissed me softly. "You can do it Ash." she whispered and kissed me once more before letting go and stepping back, making sure to give Giovanni and I plenty of room for the most important battle of my life.

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I really wanted to put in that thing with Persian because I love cats and it's so unfair that people make cats into the 'evil' pet! So humph :P

Now after that note! I hope you liked the chapter! Coming up next our favorite Team Rocket characters, Gary and Brock will FINALLY arrive in time to see the battle!

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