"...and cut!" Devan exclaimed. "Nice work, people. Let's see if we can keep all our fist takes this good. Kyle, glad to have you with us, even if you're, um, method of arrival was a little... unorthodox."

"Well, I guess I'm just full of surprises." Kyle laughed.

"OK, who's up next?" Ryan inquired.

"Samantha Terra ought to be here soon." Devan looked around the room. "OK, everyone. Let's take a lunch break and-"

Suddenly, the room began to fill with smoke as evil music played. Two figures in concealing black cloaks stepped out of the shadows and stood back to back.

"Double double; prepare for trouble."

"Toil and trouble; make it double."

"Um, excuse me." Devan interjected. NightStrike and ShadowFlame turned and looked at him. "Uh, we don't have the two of you scheduled for an interview until after Geno Garon."

"Well, Team Rocket doesn't appreciate being bumped to the last spot in line." NightStrike stated, throwing off her cloak to reveal her strangely natural long dark-green hair and shiny green eyes. She wore a black jumpsuit with a thin red R emblazoned on the outfit's chest. ShadowFlame threw off his disguise as well, revealing him wearing an identical jumpsuit. His light brown hair was combed in much the same debonaire style as James Bond, and his deep-set blue eyes had a look of sharp intelligence to them. ShadowFlame continued on his partner's thought. "So we decided we'd just drop in and do the interview now, before 'Razor Wing' Samantha shows up to hog the spotlight."

"You better not have-" Kyle began to challenge, but the duo of darkness cut him off.

"She'll be here about half an hour late." NightStrike smirked.

"We switched her http code with a link to the world's largest link archive. By the time she figures out she's in the wrong place, we can be done with our part of the interview." ShadowFlame stated with a clever look in his eye.

Ryan sighed regrettably.

"Alright, we'll do your part of the interview now. I take it you're ready for the motto sequence?"

"We were born ready." Both Rocket agents stated at once.



NightStrike and ShadowFlame, their cloaks shrouding them once more, stood back to back. The blue screen behind them displayed swirling cosmos and large dark nebula as a more gothic remix of the Team Rocket theme began to play.

"Double double; prepare for trouble."

"Toil and trouble; make it double."

In a flurry of motion, both threw their concealing cloaks to the side, momentarily hiding them from the camera. With the cloaks off screen, both stood back to back, arms folded challengingly.

"To infect the cosmos with devastations." NightStrike stated, eyes closed and a cold smirk on her face.

"To blight all peoples, tribes, and nations." ShadowFlame added, matching his voice almost perfectly to James Bond.

"To expose the evils called truth and love." NightStrike opened her eyes and placed her hands on her hips.

"To extend our powers to the stars above." ShadowFlame added, cracking his knuckles.

"NightStrike!"

"ShadowFlame!"

Upon announcing their code names, both dark menacing figures opened one of their Pokeballs. A Murkrow appeared by NightStrike's side, and a Houndour next to ShadowFlame. Behind her back so the camera wouldn't notice, NightStrike had also opened a third Pokeball, and as the Pokemon began to materialize hidden from the view of the camera, the dark duo continued their motto.

"Team Rocket strikes back as the shadows of night!"

"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"

A blur of black and dark brown leapt from behind NightStrike and materialized one or two feet in front of the Rockets. Sneasel's claws glinted for a minute as it pointed the razor-like cutters straight at the camera.