Disclaimer: I own Loren. I AM Loren. (With a different name.) Tom and Elin are real people with different names. If you want to use Loren, (which I highly doubt,) ask me. If you want to use Tom or Elin, (which I also greatly doubt,) ask me and I'll ask them. NO STEALING OR I WILL GO MAD. And all those who've read the past chapters know that isn't good...

Chapter 8

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"Mason is working together with someone."

"What?"

"I was able to read that much of his mind before he entered the portal. He is not alone. He has an accomplice. Who, I do not know. My telepathy does not reach across dimensions."

"So how're we gonna find them?"

I was having a conversation with myself. Or so it would seem to outsiders. In reality, as Tom, who was cleaning out his pistols, knew very well, I was having a conversation with the one inside my head. Mewtwo. My other mind. I did this quite frequently, but Tom, and Elin, who was training with her sword, ignored these, sometimes listening in.

"We have two options. Either we wait until we happen to be in the same dimension at the same time, or we randomly jump between dimensions, executing a mind search in each one."

"In other words, we just have to wait for now."

"Yes."

"Baaaad."

"Sorry to interrupt, but are we gonna go today or not?" Tom stuck in.

"Yeah, yeah. Two, you wanna come or are you going sight-seeing?"

"I have no reason to join you."

"Okay. You know where to find us."

"Yes." I saw Mewtwo's spirit levitate out of sight. Something only I can see. I turned to Tom.

"Okay, let's go. I picked up my sword and knife, then headed out the door, with Tom on my heels.

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Mewtwo Flew up high above the clouds, where he could see the full moon. The thick layer of clouds obstructed the view from the ground, but above them, it was clear as it could ever be. Mewtwo, his spirit unaffected by the physical cold around him, hovered there, watching the full moon.

~In the shadows of moonlight...~

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"Hiya Elin!"

"Hi."

"How goes it?"

"We're running out of sandbags..."

"Not again!"

As we entered the makeshift dojo Tom, Elin and I had piled together, (with a certain amount of telekinesis,) we found Elin slicing away at the sandbags that came down from the ceiling, suspended on ropes, at random.

"Well at the rate that we get through them it's no wonder." Tom said.

"Well we could perhaps patch up and reuse most of them if you didn't blow them to oblivion with your shotgun."

"Well what else can I shoot?"

"Targets?"

"Wise guy..."

"Anyway, the point is that we won't be able to train with sandbags until we get more, and I don't feel like getting more right now, so..." I turned to Tom: "... Hand to hand?"

"Yeah, sure." He answered.

"Anyway, I gotta go. I've got a date." Elin said, sheathing her katana and putting it on the wall, where we kept our weapons when we weren't using them. Each had their own spot on the wall, where we kept our arsenal.

"Do I need to ask?" I asked Elin as she headed for the door.

"No." She answered. This meant she was going out with her boyfriend. She exited through the door and vanished from sight.

Without warning, I whipped around at Tom, executing a perfect roundhouse- like kick, aimed for his chest. But after months of training, his reflexes had sharpened and he easily blocked. We assumed fighting stances, eyeing each other menacingly. He charged, and aimed a kick at my side, which I sidestepped, and he sailed past me. I aimed a punch at his back. He quickly recovered from his last, failed, attack. He whipped around and grabbed my fist, twisting it behind my back. I sent my elbow into his face, but he managed to block. At that split second, his grip on my arm loosed and I twisted free, resuming attack stance.

"You're learning," I said to him with a smirk.

"Oh, shut up, we made up this fighting style together." He answered frustratedly.

"Then we need to improvise!" I yelled as I charged. The fighting went on for about half an hour, after which we declared peace and went to get some water to drink.

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"Castor and Pollux."

"Excuse me?"

"That's what I'm gonna call my blades. Castor, the whipsword, Pollux, the very big knife."

"Rrrrrriiiight." Tom said, looking at them. "Like the stars?"

"Like the stars."

Tom stared at my blades. "Castor and Pollux..."

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"Remind me again why people keep asking for trouble." Tom said as we walked down the street, toward my house.

"Because they want our money." I answered.

"But they could come up with something better than that show back there."

"Indeed they could."

"Hey, look. There's Elin." Elin was indeed coming our way.

"Hiya guys." She said, coming up to us.

"Hi." I answered, followed by a similar greeting from Tom.

"What was that about shows?" She asked.

"It's just that some guys tried to rob us back there. However they seemed to have TwoBigGunsInPosessionOfTheGuyI'mTryingToRobO'Phobia. Pathetic." I answered, shaking my head.

"Riiiiight...." She said. We started heading towards my house, as we had before we ran into Elin. We chatted about different possibilities for our next dimension leap. As we came up to my house, I noticed movement inside. I stopped suddenly, mentioning this to Tom and Elin.

"Robbers maybe?"

"Maybe. I grinned at them. "Shall we?"

"Oh, yes." I opened up a portal with the portal stone, which I always carry with me, and we all got our weapons from inside. "Woe to the people inside..."

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"Remind me again why we're doing this?"

"Because the boss wants that thing and he said we can keep anything else we find. And he'll hurt us if we don't."

"Right." A slight pause. "Remind me again what we're looking for?"

"What are you, completely braindead?"

"No. Just... Badmemoryful."

"That's not a word!"

"Yes it is!"

"Since when?"

"About five and a half seconds ago?"

"Aaargh. What we're looking for is-" His sentence was cut off by a loud crash from the room next to them. "What the?!"

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As I got to the front door, I heard Tom bashing his way into the house through a window. "I'm gonna make him pay for that..." I said to myself as I opened the front door with my keys, doing my best to do so silently. Once done, I burst through the door, and faced two men, dressed in black suits. Each had a huge red 'R' on the chest. I thought I'd seen it before, but I was to busy staring them down to think about it.

One of the men pulled out a knife, a few inches long. I smirked. I unsheathed Pollux, producing a very loud metal-on-metal, movie style 'Shinggg!!' scrape as I did. They looked at it, and feared.

One of them then got himself together and grabbed a kitchen knife from the table and pointed it my way. Another smirk. Another 'Shhhhhhhhingggggg!!!' as I unsheathed the one meter long Castor. They were terrified to say the least.

Again, the other pulled himself together, and pulled out a pistol, 9mm by the looks of it. I was starting to doubt, when I heard the sound from behind me, and put on a grin. Tom stepped out from behind me, pointing a huge pump-action shotgun at the two unfortunate men. Then Elin stepped out from behind me, with two very large and very dangerous looking daggers in her hands.

That did it. That was over the top. Both turned and fled. They ran into the next room and barricaded themselves inside, locking the door behind them. A lot of help that did. Tom simply blasted the lock away with his shotgun, the kicked the door open. The only thing he saw was a large black portal, and a black suited man disappearing through it. He had time to shoot one blast of hot lead after them before the portal shut behind them.

We were left there, the three of us, staring stupidly around us. "What was that?" Tom asked.

"That was a portal." I dug around in my pocket and found the portal stone. "Well at least it's still here. But did they have one as well?"

"So it would seem."

"Well we need to go after them." Elin said.

"Yeah, but where did they go and who were they?" Tom asked.

"They had big red 'R's on their outfits. I've seen that somewhere else, but where?" I said, pondering to myself.

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"Two's back." I said, as I felt Mewtwo's presence return.

"'Bout time too. This place really needs a cleaning up." Tom said, looking around at the mess the men had left behind, the broken window, the door with a huge hole where the lock used to be, and a few more shotgun holes here and there.

"And whose fault is that?"

"Oh, shut up."

~What happened here?~ Mewtwo telepathed as he re-entered my head.

"Some guys came in and started messing up the place. Robbers, of course. But the strange thing is that the disappeared through a portal."

~Were they dressed in black with a large, red, letter 'R' on the chest?~

"Yeah! How'd you know?"

~There were more of them at the center of the city. I was unable to do anything except observe, because I was a spirit. They had those uniforms and they used portal stones, as you do.~

"Okay. But who were they?"

~Team Rocket~

I banged my fist on the table. "That's where I've seen them! I knew they looked familiar!" I said, loudly.

"I assume we're going after them now?" Elin asked.

"Yeah. I guess we'll just head to Team Rocket HQ and barge in through the front door and go see the big boss and beat him around a bit."

~Giovanni...~

"You get even with him if you want."

~He will expect us. We must devise a plan.~

"I've got an idea." I said, grinning."

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Finally a bit of plot. Nice, isn't it. Anyway. R&R please!