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best! Well, here's the next Chapter. Sorry if its a little short, but don't
worry. The next Chapter will be long.
DEDICATION: This chapter is to my good friend Samus.
Giovani closed the blinds as the three members of Inner Circle marched in. Each one went to their assigned seats and paitently waited. Giovani walked to his seat and looked at the others.
To his right was Rufus. He was about 32 years of age and had a muscular build. His raven-black hair was as always short and spiked. His dark green eyes seemed to constantly be looking around for any traps. Rufus was the owner of the popular restaurant chain, Scyther's Slop House. Mysteriously, all of Rufus' rivals had all perished in brutal 'accidents'. Had Rufus not been rich, he would have been locked in a prision long ago.
Next was Leo. With shoulder length blond hair, Leo was the youngest and most dangerous of the group. His exploits in the Kejolos civil war had earned him the nickname 'White Devil'. His grey eyes seemed to focus on everybody, and see through them. Everybody knew not to double cross this man.
The last person in the room was Seifer. Like Leo, his reputation had grown in the Kejolos Civil War, but not as a warrior. Seifer had been a doctor and had an amazing amount of knowledge of the human body. Using this knowledge, Seifer had gone to be one of the masters of the art of torture.
"Giovani, why have you called us?" Leo said bluntly.
"Quite simple. I've found an Esper."
Everybody nodded, now understanding. Something of this importance was rare indeed.
"Here is all the information I have aquired on the subject," Giovani said passing out folders.
"Ash Ketchum...." Seifer said thoughtfully. "I recall him at the Indigo Pokemon Championship a few years back."
"Yes," Rufus said. "I recall him also. Was he not the one who's Charizard refused to battle?"
Giovani nodded. "That was him. He is also the son of Jordan Ketchum."
There was a stunned silence among everyone. Jordan Ketchum had been the hardest Esper of them all. Because of him, they had lost two members of the Circle.
"We shall have to be careful with this one," Leo said cautiously. "If he has half the power of his father..."
Giovani scoffed. "He is only a child still. He shall be an easy defeat."
"Need I remind you of the Spinelli child?" Seifer growled."She and the boy... T.J. I believe he was called.... They proved to be a formidable challenge."
"And as I recall they escaped into the mountains," Rufus huffed. "They were supposed to be mine."
Giovani nodded. "Yes. One escaped us, but not this one. Over the last few years I have had two operatives harassing the Ketchum boy. They are now considered a common occurence with the Esper."
"Do the operatives know?"
"One does," Giovani admitted.
"Will that be a problem?"
"Not at all."
"I believe it is your turn to handle the Esper, Leo," Seifer said casually. "Remember, you have two attempts before you must go yourself."
"I remember," Leo growled. "And I will not fail."
DEDICATION: This chapter is to my good friend Samus.
Giovani closed the blinds as the three members of Inner Circle marched in. Each one went to their assigned seats and paitently waited. Giovani walked to his seat and looked at the others.
To his right was Rufus. He was about 32 years of age and had a muscular build. His raven-black hair was as always short and spiked. His dark green eyes seemed to constantly be looking around for any traps. Rufus was the owner of the popular restaurant chain, Scyther's Slop House. Mysteriously, all of Rufus' rivals had all perished in brutal 'accidents'. Had Rufus not been rich, he would have been locked in a prision long ago.
Next was Leo. With shoulder length blond hair, Leo was the youngest and most dangerous of the group. His exploits in the Kejolos civil war had earned him the nickname 'White Devil'. His grey eyes seemed to focus on everybody, and see through them. Everybody knew not to double cross this man.
The last person in the room was Seifer. Like Leo, his reputation had grown in the Kejolos Civil War, but not as a warrior. Seifer had been a doctor and had an amazing amount of knowledge of the human body. Using this knowledge, Seifer had gone to be one of the masters of the art of torture.
"Giovani, why have you called us?" Leo said bluntly.
"Quite simple. I've found an Esper."
Everybody nodded, now understanding. Something of this importance was rare indeed.
"Here is all the information I have aquired on the subject," Giovani said passing out folders.
"Ash Ketchum...." Seifer said thoughtfully. "I recall him at the Indigo Pokemon Championship a few years back."
"Yes," Rufus said. "I recall him also. Was he not the one who's Charizard refused to battle?"
Giovani nodded. "That was him. He is also the son of Jordan Ketchum."
There was a stunned silence among everyone. Jordan Ketchum had been the hardest Esper of them all. Because of him, they had lost two members of the Circle.
"We shall have to be careful with this one," Leo said cautiously. "If he has half the power of his father..."
Giovani scoffed. "He is only a child still. He shall be an easy defeat."
"Need I remind you of the Spinelli child?" Seifer growled."She and the boy... T.J. I believe he was called.... They proved to be a formidable challenge."
"And as I recall they escaped into the mountains," Rufus huffed. "They were supposed to be mine."
Giovani nodded. "Yes. One escaped us, but not this one. Over the last few years I have had two operatives harassing the Ketchum boy. They are now considered a common occurence with the Esper."
"Do the operatives know?"
"One does," Giovani admitted.
"Will that be a problem?"
"Not at all."
"I believe it is your turn to handle the Esper, Leo," Seifer said casually. "Remember, you have two attempts before you must go yourself."
"I remember," Leo growled. "And I will not fail."
