Dewdrops Of Love

Written By: IGAF

Rated: PG-13

Summary: Team Rocket has begun to execute the final phases in their greatest plot at world domination. But a forbidden love will change the desires of one trainer, and that decision will be the only thing that will stand in the way of Giovanni's ultimate goal. (Altoshipping)R&R

Disclaimer: I own nothing in Pokémon due to the small fact that I am not Satoshi Tajiri. If I were, I would be Japanese, which sadly, I am not.

Prologue

Shattering the Night

The night was beautiful, both in sight and in sound. Looking up, she could see the beautiful full moon and the star-filled night sky, casting its glow down upon the magnificent city, giving it a heavenly aura. Looking down, she could see the gorgeous rivers of water wrapping their way around the buildings and bridges, trying to touch the darkness on the coarse stones with the light given to them from above. She slowly extended her hand over the edge of the large fiberglass boat, forgetting why she was there, and dipped it into the cool waters. The sound of moving water filled her ears with each stroke she made across the surface.

'Why am I relaxing? I can't get sentimental at a time like this.'

She raised her hand slowly up, causing her hand to break forth from the water and into the chilly night air. Several drops of water cascaded down her fingertips and plummeted back into the river as if trying desperately to return to whence they came.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

That sound... So relaxing. She could just drift away...

"Team 3. What is your status?"

"Ahh!" The booming sound of her superior raging in her right ear brought her crashing back into reality. So quickly, in fact, that she couldn't hide her gasp of shock from her teammates, who shifted their gaze to look at their off-balance team leader. To see the so-called great executive nearly topple into the river was a sight no one wanted to miss. Snickering ensued.

Trying to regain her dignity, she wiped the palm of her wet hand on her skirt before casting a glare of death at her "incompetent allies". Then, placing her now semi-dry hand on the earpiece, she spoke in a hushed voice, "This is team 3. All green here. Five minutes from position." Once again, she looked at her team. How ten people could fit on such a small boat would probably always be a mystery to her. She still didn't know how she managed not to fall off in the first place.

"Acknowledged." After that being said, the line went dead.

One of her comrades spoke suddenly, causing her to shiver. "Understood." That voice still sent chills down her spine, despite the fact that he had been her partner for years now. You'd think, that after five years, she would've gotten used to it, but nooo... "Cassidy." At the sound of her name, she turned and gazed at her teammate. "Team 4 is in position, but we're still in the danger zone." His eyes looked as if they were drained of emotion, his hand was on his left ear in a similar position that hers was earlier, and his voice was normal. Scratchy and unbearable to listen to.

'Wonder what he swallowed when he hit puberty...'

"The boss wants us to hurry. We're running behind schedule."

Nodding, she spoke in a quiet voice, "Tell Team 1 that we'll be ready in two minutes." With a slightly louder voice, she turned to the man closest to the motor, "Crank up the engine. We have two minutes to get out of the danger zone and into position. You know what happens if we're late." the man gulped and nodded. She was not known for her kindness, and neither was the boss.

The grunt of exertion and explosion of noise filled the air as the motor sputtered to life and the boat began to accelerate. 'Two minutes...' Two minutes and this beauty around her would be gone. Why? It didn't matter to her what happened to this place.

'But it's so beautiful...'

What a waste.

"Teams 2 & 4 are in position and awaiting orders." Her earpiece was barely audible over the roar of the engine. Her adrenaline began to pump as she finally reached her destination. "Team 3! What is your status?"

After killing the engine, she spoke into the receiver with a victorious tone, "Team 3 in position and awaiting commands!" As she spoke, her nine teammates quickly scrambled out of the boat and onto the secure surface of the weather-beaten walkway, all with a vigor only seen in those who felt they weren't ready to die painfully.

Silence. For a moment, nothing was heard. Then, the suave, elegant sound of their leader enveloped her earpiece, "This is Giovanni. Team 4; detonate the charges. Team 2; retrieve the jewel. I will remain with Team 1 to engage the guardians. Team 3; kill anyone who gets in our way. No witnesses. No survivors." It was now or never. "Commence with Operation Altomare."

It was time.