Alexa: Alright, not five reviews, but I got bored and decided to update two at a time.
Ash: Can I be in this one?
Gary: What about our bet?
Alexa: Both good questions. Yes and Gary, you and Hoho owe me your bet money.
Gary and Hoho: What!
Alexa: Ash, will do the disclaimer?
Ash: As long as you pay me half of what they give you.
Alexa: Deal!
Ash: Disclaimer: Alexa doesn't own Pokemon, JB, or Tomorrow Never Dies. But she does own every JB and Pokemon movie, plus their soundtracks.
Alexa: Yep! And ya can't sue me for that!
Gary: But they can sue you for muses' abuse.
Alexa: Go to sleep. Gary, Ash, and Hoho faint. I'm so evil.
AN) This chapter may make some of the characters a little OOC. Sorry, but it can't be helped. Ash is a slave and everyone else works for a secret organization. To clear things up, here are the ages and codenames/nicknames.
Gary/007: 24
Ash/Satoshi: 23
Ritchie:23/24
Misty/009: 24/25
Brock/Boss: 29
Tracey/Doc: 27
May/Cornflower: 22
Giovanni: From 40 and up(I'm not sure)
Professor Oak: Don't ask.
Cassidy: 27
Butch/Falcon: 27/28
Jessie/Sparrows: 29
James/Crow:29
Warnings: Same as the first chapter, I don't wanna type it again.
Today, Tomorrow Dies
The Mission, The Kid
Gary walked through the steel doors humming the song he heard at the bar.
"Password." He looked at the machine in confusion.
"Oh yeah…Tomorrow Never Dies." The machine beeped.
"Password accepted. Welcome 007." The wall slid over and he walked into a much nicer hallway. The walls were a fine crimson, as was the carpet. Gary made hardly any sound walking up to the desk. A young woman with blonde hair was reading a very important looking document.
"Hey Cornflower." He said with a smirk. She hated the pet name he had given her.
Without looking up she replied, "007, he'll be a few minutes."
Gary sighed. "Come on May, it's just a nickname." She looked up at him and laughed.
"Just a nickname. Well if someone outside of TR or the League knew your nickname was 007, we'd have a problem wouldn't we?"
Attempting to figure out what she meant 1), Gary changed the subject, "What ya readin'?"
"Just because you're the top agent for this organization, doesn't mean there aren't things to Top Secret for even you."
"Well I…" he was interrupted as a beep came from May's desk.
"The Boss will see you now." Gary grumbled and walked into the dark office.
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The room was dark when Gary entered. In front of him was a desk and behind it was a big window covered in curtains. Well, Gary thought there was a window behind them, he'd never scene this room from the outside. A man sat at the desk, his back to him. Gary couldn't see him clearly because he was covered in shadows. 'Like the big, bad villains office,' Gary thought.
"007," the man turned in his chair till he was facing Gary. His eyes appeared closed as he smiled. His brown hair contrasted well with his brown skin and dark green business suit.
Gary laughed, "Decide to redecorate Brock? This is what I assumed Giovanni's office to look like, and you're not a Giovanni." Brock laughed and stood up to greet his friend.
"Thought I'd see what it was like." Gary smiled and sat in the seat Brock gestured him to. He offered him water but Gary refused. He knew that when Brock offered refreshments, it wasn't good news. 'Can't be that bad. That last case made me sleep with Cassidy, uhhhh…' Gary shuddered in his mind. Brock's smile vanished. "Now, I think we have business to attend to."
"Well duh!" Gary cried annoyed with Brock for toying with him.
"Yes, well, thanks to your last mission success…" Gary interrupted him.
"Yeah! That's was my 200th success, you owe me a party!" Brock ignored him.
"As I was saying, thanks to your last mission, only three of Team Rocket top agents remain. You've already rid of Domino, Anna, Oakley and most recently Cassidy. Now all that remains are James, Jessie, and Butch. You've pasted the halfway point, congratulations."
"Yeah, I have. Now you owe me two parties!" Once again Brock attempted to ignore him. Attempted being the main word. Gary was now dancing in his seat, quietly singing "Party, party, party…"
Brock sighed, "This conversation does have a point 007." Gary looked up at him in confusion. 'Why did Brock just call me 007?'
"Yeah, I know Boss," Gary said, making sure the 'Boss' sounded harder, "Who am I gonna get this time? How about Butch or James? I haven't done a guy in a while and Jessie sorta scares me."
"Actually Gary, your not killing anyone." Gary looked at him in confusion, "You're spying on someone."
"Ah, Boss? Shouldn't someone of lower rank do that?"
"No, this is too important. You see, Giovanni recently adopted a son. Do you remember the opera singer, Delia Ketchum?" Gary nodded. "Well, she died two weeks ago. Her son, Ashton Satoshi Ketchum, was adopted by Giovanni. He's a very talented pokemon trainer and martial artist." Gary raised an eyebrow. "Discover what Giovanni wants with him, how he's working for Team Rocket, and what Team Rocket's up to if you can. You'll need Blastoise, Raichu, Alakazam, Venusaur, Pidgeot, and Ninetails. Plus Umbreon can come for old time's sake." Gary smiled. He and Umbreon hadn't seen each other since he joined The League, a secret organization set out to stopping Team Rocket.
"I'll do it sir, though I really don't have a choice."
Brock laughed, "Right, just remember to stop by Tracey to make sure you and your pokemon are in good condition. Then head to the docking bay. 009 will then give you gadgets and take you to Pallet."
"Ahhh, 009…Haven't seen Misty for a while, where's she been?"
"With her sisters. Even my agents deserve vacation."
"I don't get vacation!"
"You're not an agent, you're more like a paid slave."
"What!"
"Goodbye, Gary."
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Name: Gary Shigeru Oak
Codename: 007
Missions assigned: 201
Missions succeed: 200
Blood type: O+
Eye Color: green
Hair color: brown
Broken Bones: Ankle2, Ribs3, Arm1, Shoulder2, Wrist4, and Leg1.
Gunshot wounds: Side56, Arm24, leg34, Head2, other54.
Other injuries: 240.
Pokemon: Blastoise/healthy
Raichu/healthy
Alakazam/healthy
Venusaur/healthy
Ninetails/healthy
Pidgeot/healthy
Umbreon/healthy.
Cleared: Yes
"So, who ya gonna kill this time Gary?" asked a young man with spiky black hair with a red sweat band in it. He had on a white doctor's coat and was reading Gary's health report for his mission. "201, wow!"
"Actually Tracey, I'm spying on someone." He replied. He and Tracey had become friends when they learned under his grandfather. Tracey was now The Leagues best doctor. His Marrill, Venomoth, and Blissey helped that carrier a lot.
"Really, that's new. Just remember, if you every get hurt and need care, just phone me and I can have Ritchie pick you up in a flash."
"That's right, how is your boyfriend?" Tracey blushed. He and Ritchie had been dating since the start of the League and everyone knew that their room was off limits from 8 pm to 8 am.
"He's great, I mean, um…" Gary laughed and stood up, taking his pokeballs back from Tracey.
"Later Doc, I got a date with Misty and her treasured speeder." They both laughed and Gary left the room.
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"The gadgets for this mission are simple. Brock made it clear to me not to give you a gun, sorry." Gary frowned. He always had a gun, no matter what the mission. "Of course you'll have your camouflage backpack to carry everything, it doubles as a parachute. We've updated your yin and yang necklace to send of radio broadcasts so you can communicate with the League. You also have exploding pokeballs and tracking gum. The gum doesn't work on psychic or steel pokemon so don't waste it on them. All your pokemon are in special locked pokeballs and they have tracking devices on them if they get stolen." Gary took the backpack and looked through it.
"Ahh, Myst, there's two of everything?" she smiled.
"Well, if the kid wants to join our side, he'll need gadgets. But if he doesn't, there stuff for that to." Gary pulled out gauze, tape, pain killers, antidotes, and a strange black belt with computer chips in it.
"What's this?" he asked.
"A fake black belt. It makes the wearer a black belt, no work required. I heard the kid's a good martial artist, I want you to wear the whole time." Gary nodded and put it on. It went well with his blue jeans and emerald shirt. His yin and yang rested on his chest and the pack was strung on his right shoulder. "Land Ho!" Gary looked to see Pallets docks appearing. When they landed, Misty gave him a hug. "Good Luck. Brock told me to arrange your 200 party and you'd better be there."
"You know I'll damn well be there." He saluted her and walked of. The last thing he heard her say sounded like, "No swearing!" or something. He shrugged it of and headed to his grandpa's house, his home for the next two months.
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END CHAPTER
Ash: I wasn't in that chapter, at least not much.
Gary: She did talk about you.
Ash: But I wasn't in it.
Alexa: You might wanna wait, I plan on torturing you when you show up.
Ash: What!
Gary: Double What!
Delia: Triple What! Ash, Gary, and Alexa look at each other then back a Delia
Ash, Gary, Alexa: GHOST! They runaway
Delia: OO
Hoho: Ahhh… just wait for the next chapter.
1) I erased some of Gary's brain and fed it to Ash.
R&R!
Preview for the next Chapter, Love, Lust, and Lose.
"Come Satoshi, fight!"
"I don't wanna hurt you Crow!" Crow slapped the Satoshi.
"Damnit, your weak, I don't see what the boss wants you for." Satoshi sat up and watched the blue haired man walk off.
"You can only see that when I'm not dressed." He muttered. He tried to stand up but failed. He fell forward, expecting to taste dirt in his mouth but that never happened. He looked up and saw the most beautiful pair of emerald eyes he'd every seen…
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