"We must gather the supplies that we need quickly... the sooner we leave, the more chance we have of not being found quickly. We must gather only what we need together, and not what we want. Food, medicine, clothing... these are essential if we are to survive once we leave this place." I asked my father: "What about the books? We're going to take books too, aren't we?" My father answered: "Only those books which will be useful... we'll have to leave the rest behind, and..." My father turned to look at the lab, paused for a moment and said: "... and we'll have to destroy the lab."
"WHAT? WHY? WE'RE COMING BACK HERE, AREN'T WE?" I still hadn't fully comprehended the situation, and thus was shocked when my father answered me. "I'm afraid we can never come back here, my little one... not if you wish to have a life of your own one day. The lab has to be destroyed... if Team Rocket finds it and figures out what it was used for, they'll use it to make clones as well. However, those clones will end up like the Pokemon that Team Rocket trains, created and trained solely for battle... or other purposes." My father would say no more, and I quickly went to gather what my father had requested, and my mother followed me.
I was almost finished gathering the supplies when I asked myself out loud: "Why is this all happening? Why does everything have to change? What makes Team Rocket so dangerous and powerful that my parents can't deal with them?" I was startled to hear a reply to my self-questioning in my head: "We are few, and Team Rocket is many." I was shocked, but quickly regained my composure and asked: "Who is it? Who's there? Come out and show yourself!" "My little one... my poor, sweet little one... just turn around." I turned... and saw my mother looking at me. "Yes, that was me. There will be time for explanations later... but we must gather the supplies now! Time is of the essence, and there is precious little of it to spare."
A few minutes later, the supplies had been gathered and packed away in several bags... all that we were going to be able to take with us. My father and mother turned to look at the lab where I had come into the world and spent my entire life in and around. "Comet, it's time... we'll have to join our auras to destroy the lab quickly and thoroughly. Are you ready?" I was pretty sure that my mother said something to my father mentally, but all I heard was "Mew!" The auras that appeared around my parents when they had used their psychic abilities before manifested themselves as usual... but this time something felt different. Something was different... and then I saw it. A small part of the aura around each of my parents suddenly detached itself and changed shape. One end of the aura part was still connected to the main aura, but the other started to lengthen. A moment later, the ends touched one another and connected together... and then something happened that I can still remember as if it were happening here and now.
Normally a human psychic and their Psychic Pokemon are linked together mentally in some way, but their auras are separate from one another. It used to be thought that these auras would always remain separate and under no circumstances would they join together; in fact the prevailing opinion used to be that attempting to force the separate auras to join together could be harmful at best and fatal at worst. However, that wasn't true... it wasn't true at all. The auras of my parents joined together, and then their separate auras began to merge together. Within moments I was unable to distinguish which aura was which, and I suddenly realized that there was only ONE aura present. I also realized that the amount of energy emanating from the single aura was far greater than anything I'd ever felt before.
My parents motioned as one towards the lab, and I felt an overwhelming wave of psychic energy shoot from them directly towards the lab... and within the span of a few seconds the lab was destroyed. I was completely shocked at what I had just felt and witnessed, but I was quickly snapped out of it by my mother. "No time to explain now... we need to get out of here before THEY come looking for us!" I didn't ask any questions, as the urgency imparted in my mother's mental communication was quite clear. We quickly left behind the place that I had called home for my entire life... and I thought that would be the end of our problems. It was the end of our problems... at least for a while.