Meanwhile, Trainer Michael Traner walked down the road whistling the Original Theme, when he heard a commotion up ahead.

"No! Please! Not my children!" A woman screamed, with two crying children that has an Arbok and a Houndoom staring at them hungrily.

"My dear, if you want to keep them alive, you'll do well to do what I say." A man clad in black and a ski mask, and wear a big red R on the shirt, sneered. A Team Rocket member!

"hey! What's going on here?" Mike said, furious at this possible mugging.

"Nothing that should concern you, brat! Now go away, or I'll be force to hurt them!" The man yelled.

"No way! You hurt them, you face me!" The trainer shouted, his hands on the Pokeballs on his belt.

"Very well, boy! Have it your way!" The man sneered...

Pokemon battle theme plays.

"Wartortle, Sneasel, GO!" Mike shouted.

"Kill them!" the Rocket roared, and the children screamed.

"WHAT?!" Mike yelled. "Wartortle, Water Gun! Sneasel, Faint Attack!"

Sneasel was the faster of the three, and slashed with his long claws at Arbok. Wartortle spewed a fire-hose blast of water at Houndour. The two Pokemon stopped their attack on the children, and retaliated.

"You little bastard! I'll get you, and your little Pokemon, too! Wrap attack, Flamethrower, now!"

"Dodge and use Slash, Sneasel! Withdraw, Wartortle!" Mike ordered angrily.

The Dark/Ice type just managed to get out of the way of the Arbok's sqeezing body and slashed it twice in the face, drawing blood. Wartortle retreated into his shell, protected from the deadly flames.

"Just you wait! Poison Sting, Takedown now!" The snake spat deadly spikes, hitting Sneasel, and the Doberman attacked Wartortle, taking some recoil.

"Great...Ice Beam, Sneasel! Bubblebeam, Wartortle!" The two Pokemon unleashed a double whammy of ice and water at their enemies, freezing and soaking them at the same time. Arbok was frozen and Houndour fainted.

"GAAAGH! Boy, your dead!" He started to pull out a gun...

"Whaa!" Mike couldn't believe the Rocket! "Sneasel! Hyperbeam, NOW!"

"SneeeeSSSEEELLL!" Forming a ball of energy in his hands, Sneasel threw it and unleashed a powerful beam of energy at the Rocket before he could fire, blasting him and his Pokemon out of there.

"sigh That was awful." Mike said. "Great job, you guys. Return!"

"Oh, thank you!" the woman said, sobbing. "He wanted to take my money, but when I refused, he was going to hurt Mya and Orville here."

"You're welcome, ma'am." Mike said, scratching the back of his head in pride. But at the back of his mind, a scary thought occured. That's not like Team Rocket at all! What's going on here? I need to tell the League authorities!