Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever, owned anything related to Nintendo's Pokémon franchise.

Legend:

"A human or a Pokémon is talking."

'A human or a Pokémon is thinking.'

"A machine is being used."

Chapter 25:

(Saffron City—Pokémon Gym—Sabrina's Office)

The moment that Sabrina had walked out of view, Jonathan and Delia turned towards the two pre-teens staring after the woman in shock. "You both are going to stay here, where it's safe." Jonathan said with a serious, no-nonsense look on his face. Then, seeing Ash's head snap towards him and his mouth opened, Jonathan's expression firmed. "This is not open for negotiation; you will stay here."

"But—" Ash began to say.

Jonathan, however, was already running down the hallway after Sabrina. Both Ash and Anabel watched as two flashes of red light echoed throughout the halls before his Mandibuzz and Yamask could be seen floating on each side of him. Seconds passed before they also vanished, leaving Delia to close the door before locking it.

"Call out your Pokémon." Delia ordered, her lips thin as she continued to stare at the door. Her voice was strict and firm, a stark difference from the usual easygoing and gentle tone she spoke in. Shocked, to obeying her was all the two pre-teens could do. Catching the signature red glow, she allowed herself to feel the briefest flicker of relief. "Good. Now, we're going to bunker down behind Ms. Sabrina's desk and station your Pokémon around the room."

"Why aren't we going to help Dad?" Ash asked even as he reluctantly settled down behind Sabrina's desk with Anabel. "We've fought Team Rocket before."

"I told you that you were not to get involved with Team Rocket again and you won't." Delia stated after she had finished ordering the two pre-teen Trainers' Pokémon around in a defensive formation. "We're going to stay here, were its safe, and wait for your father, Ms. Sabrina, or the police to get back."

What Delia didn't mention, however, was that she would be using their Pokémon to blast any person wearing that heinous black or white outfit that opened the door. No one was going to touch even a single hair on Ash or Anabel's heads.

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(Saffron City—Pokémon Gym)

When Jonathan got down to the first floor of the Gym, he had but a few moments to take in what was going on. The bottom of the front wall was gone—scattered in little, flaming bits around the room—while a horde of black-clothed Rocket Grunts lead a multitude of Pokémon against the Psychics the Gym was known for. Already, a couple of bodies were littering the floor, victims of the explosion that had taken out the wall or the initial attack.

The room was full of Bug-Type and Dark-Type Pokémon attacking Physic Pokémon and the Psychics. Attacks flew through the air like a deadly rain while, below, flesh battled against flesh in an effort to demonstrate supremacy. It became clear, however, that the Rockets had been pressing their advantage, as most of the bodies on the floor belonged to Psychics or Psychic-Type Pokémon.

In the midst of the chaos of this floated Sabrina. Her eyes were glowing a deep blue as she used her power to rip Rocket Grunts off the floor and hurl them around like rag dolls. Any attack that came near the woman was reflected back onto the attackers by the woman's Kadabra.

Still, while it appeared as if Sabrina was taking control of the situation, Jonathan wasn't one to stand on the sidelines. Besides, if he got into the battle, there would be fewer losses for the Gym. "C'mon." Jonathan said as he jumped on top of Mandibuzz's back. "Let's go!"

"Not so fast." A rude voice stated before a Hitmonlee shot upwards, slamming a Rolling Kick into Mandibuzz's side. Jonathan was forced to tighten his grip on Mandibuzz's feathers so that he wouldn't fall off as Mandibuzz was forced backwards and stumbled to a halt. The Hitmonlee retreated to the side of a Rocket who had been making his way up the stairs. "If you want to help those losers, you'll have to beat me."

"You say that like it would be hard to do." Jonathan countered with a glare.

The Rocket clenched his fists at the jab to his skills, "I'll enjoy putting you out of your misery!"

Following that declaration, the Rocket's Hitmonlee moved forward to engage Jonathan and his Mandibuzz, only to be blocked by Yamask's Protect. This provided enough time for Mandibuzz to prepare and unleash a Gust, which threw Hitmonlee back at the Rocket as Yamask dodged to the side. The Rocket dodged to the side as his Hitmonlee fell down, quickly releasing another Pokémon from its Poké Ball.

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(Saffron City—Pokémon Dojo)

Everything had started out fine. He had woken up in a good mood and made breakfast, which he ate alongside his Pokémon. Afterwards, he had let them into the dojo so that they could begin their specially designed training regimens while opening the front doors. His students trickled in and began training alongside their Pokémon. He had walked amongst them, correcting their forms or offering advice.

It was only a few minutes before he had went to call everyone together when it happened. Something blew the doors open and when he had turned to face it, he felt himself be lifted into the air before he was thrown into the back wall. If he was a regular man, that attack would have probably put him out of the fight.

He wasn't a regular man. He was Kiyo—Master of the Pokémon Dojo, partner to several event-winning Pokémon, and Karate King. A move like that had only served to crack the wall. He was sure that his back would bruise up some, but that was all it did. Well, besides making him angry, of course.

Kiyo was getting up when his attacker walked into the dojo, seemingly uncaring of all of the hostile gazes directed towards her. The reason became apparent when Ricky Vetz, one of Kiyo's more hot blooded students, rushed forward in an attempt to take the woman down. Only feet away from her, Ricky froze as a blue glow enveloped his body.

'A Psychic?' Kiyo thought, standing up and eyeing the woman with a wary look. She didn't look like one of those that he had seen around the city, but, with how she was holding Ricky in place, there was no mistaking it. She was a Psychic. But, what was her purpose? Why come into his dojo and attack him and one of his students? 'Does she think she can take us on all alone?'

"Even with my Pokémon, it would be difficult to get rid of you all." The woman said. "That's why I'm didn't come alone."

No one had any time to think on that as, in the next moment, six more people in similar black outfits to the woman entered the dojo. Kiyo recognized the danger at once and opened his mouth to warn his students. He was stopped when one of the Psychics used their powers to slam him against the ceiling.

"Kiyo-sensei!"

"You'll pay for hurting Kiyo-sensei!"

Pulling himself off the ground, Kiyo was met with the sight of his students rushing forward to confront the line of Psychics. It was only then that he recognized the outfits that each of the people wore. It was the signature uniform belonging to the organization known as Team Rocket.

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At the same time that the attacks on Sabrina's Pokémon Gym and Kiyo's Pokémon Dojo had begun, other attacks in other places had begun. Of these places included the Pokémon Center, the Magnet Train Station, the police headquarters, and a couple of businesses that had refused Team Rocket. Of these businesses, one was more important than the rest.

The reason? It was more important than the other companies because it was developing a technology that Team Rocket wanted: the Master Ball. It wasn't a new technology in itself, more like another variation of the standard Poké Ball, but it was the variation in itself that made it important. In theory, the Master Ball would be capable of catching any Wild Pokémon, regardless of how powerful it was or what its health status was.

In other words, the Master Ball could be used to capture Legendary Pokémon.

While the organization was continuing to develop their Control Collars, they didn't always work at 100% and had limits. As it was now, the collars wouldn't be able to subdue anything near a Legendary Pokémon's power. While that would change as technology progressed, it was too slow for the Boss' tastes. So, other avenues were looked at. They were lucky to have heard rumors of the Master Ball.

One would say that developing a plan to attack multiple locations in the largest city in the country was a bad idea. Suicidal, even. Then again, with enough preparation and planning, anything was possible. This was proven in how Domino had divided her forces for each specific tasks; she sent them to areas where they had the advantage to optimize their level of success. And, so far, it was working.

Sabrina's Pokémon Gym had been attacked by a battalion of grunts wielding Bug and Dark-Type Pokémon. The reports coming in from the Gym suggested that the initial attack had gone as planned and that they were now engaging with Sabrina and her Psychics. Domino didn't hold out much hope that her men would be able to win there, but she had sent them there to distract Sabrina, not beat her.

Kiyo's Pokémon Dojo had been attacked by a small group of Psychics. After some resistance, they had established their authority and had taken over the dojo. It was to be expected, after all: Fighting-Type Pokémon were weak against Psychic-Type Pokémon.

The plan for the Magnet Train was going as planned. Last night, they had blown up the tracks, stalling and preventing the Magnet Train from returning home. Today, they had attacked the station to hold hostage those technicians and workers within the station.

Speaking of the police, the police headquarters was also under an indirect attack. Not only did they have to deal with the hostage situation at the Magnet Train Station, they were getting calls of Team Rocket activity from all over the city. Reports of arson, robberies, vandalism, assault, bombing, and etc. All in all, it meant that the police were spread out too thin and, while doing their best to help and serve the populace, there were only so much that they could do.

Getting at the main objective to this operation, however, wasn't proving to be as easy.

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(Saffron City—Silph Co. Building)

At the moment, one would find Domino sitting on a table in front of a group of bound Silph Co. employees, frowning as she glanced through a folder. After a moment, she threw it away from her, scowling as the useless papers scattered and added onto the mess of paperwork on the floor. The sight of that, alongside the clueless grunts looking around like Pidgeys with their heads cut off, only fueled the irritation that she felt.

This was supposed to be the easy part of her operation!

Under her command, Team Rocket had stormed the building that served as Silph Co.'s headquarters. Dealing with Silph Co.'s security had been enough of a hassle. The guards, while unused to action, had been quite the nuisance in how many grunts they had taken down and knocked out before they had been subdued. That wasn't even mentioning the time afterwards that Domino had been forced to use in order to break the Silph Co. pass card system and then slowly secure each level of the building.

So, why couldn't this part be easy? She was just looking for files regarding the Master Ball; what things were being used to make it, how it was being manufactured, how it was supposed to work, etc. Her task was made difficult by the fact that the hardworking Silph Co. employees had managed to destroy every electronic file they thought would be important before Domino and her men had managed to subdue them. So, they were wasting time looking through the paper copies that the company kept.

'Looking through things like this is taking too much time.' Domino thought before glancing down at her hostages. They all looked suitably scared, but had refused to give up any information regarding the Master Ball documents or if Silph Co. had even produced a prototype of it yet. There was evidence that Silph Co. had produced one, but these fine people had destroyed every prototype and secret invention they had been working on. Bastards. "I'm done."

"Good."

Domino held herself in check and instead got off from the desk, glancing down at the Silph Co. employee that had spoken up. "You don't understand. When I said "I'm done", I meant that I'm done messing around. I see now that I haven't been... persuasive... enough in getting the information I want from."

There was a pop of displaced air as Domino released an Ekans from a black Poké Ball that had hung, unnoticed, from her belt. With a pointed gesture from Domino, the snake began to slither towards the bound people, who hushed and tried in vain to get away from the creature. It was in vain, as they couldn't move much in their bindings.

Soon enough, the Ekans reached them. It slithered onto the first person, who forced herself not to open her mouth in lest she start screaming and have the creature hurt her. So scared was she that the woman held her breath until the Ekans had slithered onto the next person. The Ekans repeated the same loop around the man's body as it had her and, when it was done, moved onto the next person. It did this until it reached the man who had spoken out and, instead of moving on... it stayed.

The Ekans' body stopped moving when its head was resting on the man's left shoulder, breathing hot, rancid breaths onto his trembling neck. The other bound employees shared fearful looks and didn't dare to breathe. One wrong move and their coworker and friend would be bitten or worse.

Domino made a small sound to draw everyone's attention. The smile on her face was most notable, which only caused the bound men and women to shiver in fear. Not in fear of the smile itself, but in fear of the smile when combined with the icy look in Domino's eyes.

"Now, then, unless anyone wants to watch my Ekans kill that man," Domino practically purred, "one of you esteemed people will tell me the location of the documents regarding the Master Ball. If not..." She closed her eyes and shrugged. Ekans hissed, sending small droplets of burning saliva onto its captive's neck and making him whimper. "Ekans will just have to kill you after she kills him~!"

Was there really any other choice they could have made?

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(Saffron City—Pokémon Gym—Second Floor Hallway)

It was to be said that while Jonathan had been a great Pokémon Trainer in his youth, his time as a Pokémon Archeologist had dulled his skills in battling. Studying, excavating, and exploring ancient ruins was something he had a deep passion for, but it wasn't a career that one needed that much skill in Pokémon battles. No, one simply had to have a good understand geology, geography, history, Pokémon and human physiology, and so on.

Of course, Wild Pokémon could be and were expected around certain areas, so dealing with them wasn't that uncommon. With his team, Jonathan had encountered, dealt with, and had grown used to such attacks. But therein lied the problem; he had grown used to it. He had grown used to dealing with coming into a Wild Pokémon's nesting ground and scaring them away. So, with this knowledge, one could forgive the man for being rusty in a two-on-two Pokémon Battle.

Originally, Jonathan had gotten onto his Mandibuzz's back in the thought that he would fly down to the main battlefield and provide assistance from above. Pierce—the name of the Team Rocket grunt that Jonathan was fighting—had used this against Jonathan until the older man had managed to get off his Pokémon's back, cradling his newly-broken left arm and bruised left side.

Those injuries had come from a devastating Rolling Kick that Pierce's Hitmonlee had hit him and Mandibuzz with while Pierce's Hitmonchan had attacked his Yamask with a Pursuit. And that had followed the relentless rain of moves that Pierce had his two Fighting-Type Pokémon use.

Now, though, Jonathan was leaning against the right wall as he watched the ongoing battle with sharp eyes, issuing out commands as his old battling instincts slowly returned to him. So, now instead of getting their collective buts handed to them, Jonathan and his team were managing to fight back. If things went the way he was planning, then he would soon lure Pierce's Pokémon into a trap he had been planning.

On the battlefield itself, Mandibuzz was lashing out at Hitmonchan with her beak, which the boxing glove-wearing creature kept dodging. Nearby, Yamask was using Protect to kept blocking the various kicks that Hitmonlee was sending at it, if only barely. It continued on like this until Pierce issued another order and, suddenly, Hitmonchan jumped towards Jonathan while it reared back its gloved fist. A fist that began to burn with bright red flames that had an orange core.

It was Fire Punch: a Fire-Type move that ignited the hand/arm of the Pokémon using it. Combined with the concrete-shattering power behind any Hitmonchan's punches, it made a deadly combination. One that no ordinary human should be capable of surviving.

'He's getting impatient.' Jonathan thought before Mandibuzz landed in front of him, talons digging into the floor as she cawed at the incoming Pokémon. It was a surprise that Mandibuzz had managed to disengage from Hitmonlee and return to him so fast, but... despite her faults, Mandibuzz was a very loyal Pokémon. "Use Gust, Mandibuzz."

Mandibuzz obliged by beginning to flap her wings rapidly, soon creating a small gust that blew towards Hitmonchan. Pierce looked confused at this; with how close Hitmonchan was, Mandibuzz's Gust wouldn't be enough to blow Hitmonchan off course or stop it. The Rocket understood only when he saw the gust hit Hitmonchan's flaming gloves and fuel them, causing them to start growing. Pierce opened his mouth seconds before the strength of Mandibuzz's Gust increased, turning it into a flaming whirlwind as soon as it came into contact with Hitmonchan's gloves.

The flaming wind scorched and burned everything it touched as it travelled down the hallway, forcing Pierce to recall Hitmonlee so it could act as a meat shield for him. There simply wasn't enough time to do anything else and his Hitmonlee, while a strong fighter, was a Pokémon. If it didn't survive, it could and would be replaced. The same as his Hitmonchan. When it came down to it, all Pokémon were replaceable.

The fire hit and caused Pierce to grit his teeth at the heat he felt and the small embers that fell onto his clothing, searching for food. He got rid of them quickly but, otherwise, stayed still to ride out the attack. When it was over, he slowly stood up amongst the burning hallway. Small fires littered the floor and walls while, beyond, Jonathan's Mandibuzz and Yamask stood above the burnt, unconscious form of his Hitmonchan. Looking down revealed that his Hitmonlee was out of it as well, body blackened with numerous burns.

Pathetic.

Pierce reached for the remaining two Poké Balls on his belt, only to freeze as a blue glow overtook his body. "It's sad that you can feel contempt and hatred for Pokémon as loyal as that Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan are, if nothing else."

"The others should've been keeping you bastard Psychics busy." Pierce snarled, fighting to regain control of his body. He knew it was pointless to struggle, as he knew that blasted female who had just spoken, but she should have been still busy with the others.

"What others? Do you refer to the other Team Rocket grunts that were sent with you, to try and take down my Gym?" Sabrina asked as she walked into view with her Kadabra. At the same time, the nearby fires were also covered in identical blue glows and smothered while Pierce's Poké Balls slid off his belt, recalled Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan, and floated over to Sabrina. "Those people have been disposed of. Same as you will soon be."

Like a switch had been flipped, Pierce's head fell forward as his world went dark. A couple seconds later and the Rocket grunt fell to the floor in a boneless heap, no longer supported by Sabrina's psychic hold. Sabrina didn't spare him another glance and instead turned towards Jonathan as he approached, having recalled his Pokémon.

"I'm sorry that I was unable to provide any assistance." Jonathan said before glancing around, taking stock of the damage done to the hallway. "I'm also sorry for the fire. I saw an opportunity when his Hitmonchan was using Fire Punch..."

Sabrina looked at him for a moment before turning away, "Don't worry about such things, Mr. Ketchum. The Gym has more than enough money to cover the damages done today. Now, come along. I can still feel a few other unwelcome presences within my Gym. You can help me by either helping my Psychics start taking stock of the main floor or you can assist by helping me take down the other Rockets."

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(Saffron City—Pokémon Gym—Sabrina's Office)

Delia had believed that bunkering down in Sabrina's office was the best course of action that she, Ash, and Anabel could have taken. Even so, the choice wasn't an easy one. They all constantly worried about what was going on beyond the walls of the office and about how well everyone was doing. While it hadn't been that long, to those within the room, it felt like it had been days since Jonathan and Sabrina had left.

It would later be thought by Delia how the quiet, tense atmosphere in the room had led to what happened. Anabel, curious and frightened, had gotten the idea in her head to see if she could feel anybody nearby with her ability to read emotions. She thought that, if she could know, she could help Delia and Ash with what she was able to learn. If she didn't, well, she would've given it a try.

Anabel lowered the barrier that Sabrina had helped her developed and peaked out from it. In an instant, her senses were bombarded with all of the emotions that she had hidden from since the start of Team Rocket's attack: anger, hate, loss, jealously, sadness, outrage, triumph, shock, horror, hopelessness, wicked glee. She was engulfed by these emotions and dragged under, kicking and fighting against the flood before she had a chance to retreat behind her barrier.

'No! Let go! Let go!' Anabel shouted as she tried to claw her way out against the unending current of emotions. Distantly, she felt a hand on her shoulder and tried to focus on that, but was pulled away by an undercurrent of hate and a splash of surprise. 'I can't...! I don't want to feel all of this!'

"Anabel?" A voice called in the distance as the hand lightly shook her shoulder, trying to get her attention.

Anabel swam against the current and managed to come across a spot of genuine, growing concern. She took a quick, deep breath and swam back out, towards that distant, urgent voice she could hear. It seemed like forever before she was finally able to fight her way there, flinging up her barrier to shut out the emotions from dragging her away again. A few still trickled past, a sign that the barrier wasn't as strong as before, but that didn't matter.

She was back.

At this realization, Anabel started to cry. She felt Ash, who she now knew had been the one calling her, and all-but fell onto him. That had been so scary. She had thought that she was going to get lost in that deluge of emotions and not be able to make it back. "I tried... to look out..." Anabel sobbed into his black shirt, "I-I... I couldn't... Too many..."

Confused, Ash could only rub her back while looking at his mom for help as she quickly walked over to them. He felt a little relieved when she half-drew Anabel out of his arms, as Anabel wouldn't let go of him, and started to say "It's okay" and "You're safe" to her over and over again. Time passed as Anabel slowly began to feel safe, tears slowing down into hiccups.

"... I'm sorry." Anabel murmured.

Delia's expression softened, "You were curious about what was going on and you didn't realize what would happen. We probably didn't help. But, honey," She looked Anabel in the eyes, "you need to talk to someone before you do that."

"... Okay."

It was that moment that was taking advantage of. You see, someone familiar to the two children had quietly opened the door while there were no eyes on it. This figure's eyes narrowed at the sight of what laid within the room before pulling back and grabbing at a Poké Ball that hung at her waist. There was a small pop of displaced air, a warning for what was to come.

The next moment was filled with the sight of Sabrina's door being thrown open, Delia startling as her eyes widened, and a general turning of heads towards the door. This allowed them to bear witness to a rapidly spinning ball race into the room and collide with Eevee, Pidgeotto, Clefairy, and Paras and send them flying in opposite directions. The ball dug a small hole in the floor as it span in place for a moment before suddenly jumping up and colliding with Beedrill and Butterfree, knocking the later into a charging Rattata.

"Now, Sing."

Obeying, the ball slowed just enough to reveal that it was actually a Jigglypuff before it began to release a stream of multi-colored notes from its mouth. The Pokémon in the room didn't stand a chance, unprepared as they were, and slowly slumped to the floor as they fell into restful slumbers. This left Ash, Delia, and Anabel alone in the room to face their sudden aggressors.

"You!" Ash exclaimed, eyes narrowing.

Jessie walked into the room with a disturbing look on her face, "I hadn't expected to find you here, but it seems that my luck is changing. To think I found the ones responsible for trashing my standing and almost ruining my career all in one convenient location." She glanced about the room, unconcerned of the tense-looking woman or the scattered bodies of the brats' Pokémon.

"You don't think that you can get away with this, do you?" Delia asked as she tried to think of a way out of this situation. That Ash and Anabel's Pokémon had already been taken out by that woman was bad, especially so when the woman had a strong Pokémon of her own to threaten them with.

"Probably. There are enough Grunts scattered about the building that'll take quite a while to clear out." Jessie answered easily, smiling as she released her Ekans into the room. She looked up at the other woman as Ekans moved closer to her, "I can't have you getting in the way of my revenge. Move and Ekans will strike you down where you stand."

"Taking revenge on children?"

Jessie's eyes narrowed, "You have no idea what those "children" have done. If it wasn't for them, my team wouldn't have been disbanded and be sent to suffer under assholes like Pierce." She scowled. "If it wasn't for them, I would still be looked at in a favorable light by the boss and not have to try continuously prove myself to him! I wouldn't have the sword above my neck that I do now."

"It wasn't our fault: it was yours! If you hadn't attacked the Pokémon Center or tried to steal the Moon Stone, then it would've never happened." Ash shot back, speaking despite the looks from his mom. "Don't blame somebody else for something that you guys caused!"

"Ash—" Delia tried to say, moving over to try and stop her son. She was stopped by Ekans as it moved in front of her feet, snapping at her hands with a mouth glimmering with a liquid sheen. She stopped moving, wary of the creature. One wrong move and it would strike at and inject her with poison. If that happened, then she wouldn't be able to stop that woman: Ash and Anabel would get hurt. Maybe even worse.

"Why can't I blame you for what happened to me?" Jessie purred as she took a step forward, hands clenching with the desperate need to hurt the brat. "After all, I am in charge right now. I can do to you whatever I want to do to you."

Ash's Pokémon Team:

Eevee (Female): Level 25.

Attacks: Tackle (Normal), Sand Attack (Normal), Scratch (Normal), Tail-Whip (Normal), Helping Hand (Normal), Growl (Normal), Bite (Dark), Quick Attack (Normal), Covet (Normal), and Take Down (Normal).

Pidgeotto (Male): Level 20.

Attacks: Sand Attack (Ground), Tackle (Normal), Gust (Flying), Peck (Flying), and Whirlwind (Flying).

Rattata (Male): Level 21.

Attacks: Bite (Dark), Tackle (Normal), Quick Attack (Normal), Hyper Fang (Normal), Scratch (Normal), Pursuit (Dark), Quick Swim (Normal), and Sucker Punch (Dark).

Beedrill (Male): Level 20.

Attacks: String-Shot (Bug), Poison-Sting (Poison), Bug-Bite (Bug), Fury Attack (Normal), Tw needle (Bug), and Rage (Normal).

Clefairy (Female): Level 17.

Attacks: Sing (Normal), Pound (Normal), Metronome (Normal), DoubleSlap (Normal), Defense Curl (Normal), Follow Me (Normal), and Bestow (Normal).

Paras (Male): Level 19.

Attacks: PoisonPowder (Poison), Stun Spore (Grass), Sleep Powder (Grass), Spore (Grass), Leech Life (Bug), and Fury Cutter (Bug).

Anabel's Pokémon Team:

Kadabra (Male): Level 27.

Attacks: Teleport (Psychic), Psyshock (Psychic), Confusion (Psychic), Psychic (Psychic), Disable (Normal), Miracle Eye (Psychic), and Ally Switch (Psychic).

Butterfree (Female): Level 20.

Attacks: Confusion (Psychic), Poisonpowder (Poison), Stun Spore (Grass), Harden (Bug), Sleep Powder (Grass), String Shot (Bug), Gust (Flying), and Supersonic (Normal).

Jonathan's Pokémon Team:

Mandibuzz (Female): Level 35.

Attacks: Fly (Flying), Gust (Flying), Leer (Normal), Fury Attack (Normal), Pluck (Flying), Nasty Plot (Dark), Flatter (Dark), Faint Attack (Dark), Punishment (Dark), and Defog (Flying).

Sigilyph: (Male): Level 19.

Attacks: Gust (Flying), Miracle Eye (Psychic), Hypnosis (Psychic), Psywave (Psychic), Tailwind (Flying), Whirlwind (Normal), Psybeam (Psychic).

Yamask (Female): Level 20.

Attacks: Astonish (Ghost), Protect (Normal), Disable (Normal), Haze (Ice), Night Shade (Ghost), Hex (Ghost), and Will-O-Wisp (Fire).

Pierce's Pokémon Team:

Hitmonlee (Male): Level 30.

Attacks: Revenge (Fighting), Double Kick (Fighting), Mediate (Psychic), Rolling Kick (Fighting), Jump Kick (Fighting), Brick Brake (Fighting), Focus Energy (Normal), Feint (Normal), and Hi Jump Kick (Fighting).

Hitmonchan (Male): Level 21.

Attacks: Revenge (Fighting), Comet Punch (Normal), Fire Punch (Fire), Agility (Psychic), Pursuit (Dark), Bullet Punch (Steel), and Mach Punch (Fighting).

Jessie's Pokémon Team:

Jigglypuff (Female): Level 32.

Attacks: Sing (Normal), Defense Curl (Normal), Pound (Normal), Disable (Normal), Rollout (Rock), DoubleSlap (Normal), Rest (Psychic), Body Slam (Normal), and Gyro Ball (Steel).

Ekans (Male): Level 35.

Attacks: Wrap (Normal), Leer (Normal), Poison Sting (Poison), Bite (Dark), Glare (Normal), Toxic (Poison), Screech (Normal), Acid (Poison), Stockpile (Normal), Swallow (Normal), Spit Up (Normal), Acid Spray (Poison), and Mud Bomb (Ground).

A/N: Author's Note: Welp, that's the end of this chapter. Boy, was that a fun one to write! We got to see Delia trying to be tough and protect Ash and Anabel, Jonathan engaging in battle with Pierce, Koga's Dojo being attacked, get a general view of what's going on, see Domino threaten helpless Silph Co. employees, see Pierce be defeated, Sabrina and Jonathan team up, Anabel make a mistake, and then Jessie making Delia, Ash, and Anabel her hostages...

Now, before any of you complain, while Pierce is a competent battler, Jonathan has years of experience over him (even if his skills have gotten rusty) and he was planning ahead while Pierce was just trying to use Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan to beat him up. While it doesn't look like it, Sabrina is pissed off at Team Rocket for attacking her Gym and killing a lot of her friends.

Since this isn't rated "M", I didn't show what happened between Sabrina, her Psychics, and the Rockets that were attacking them. Just imagine the Rockets trying to hurt Sabrina and Sabrina laying the smack down on them, make sure her Psychics were safe, push her emotions away, and

then leave to clear out the rest of her Gym.