The Price of Heroics

Misty, and Brock had given up searching for Ash by themselves three days ago. They had decided that it was time to get help. As they entered Mahogany town, and proceeded towards the police station a police van came by them followed by some other police vehicles, and Officer Jenny on her bike.

"I wonder what's going on? asked Misty.

"That's a good question," replied Brock.

The doors of the police van burst open and some guards came out dragging their prisoners behind them.

"Isn't that Team Rocket? gasped Brock.

"Yeah that is. Well finally they get what they deserve. A nice new home in the slammer," replied Misty.

The two continued on towards the station. As they entered Jessie, James, and even Meowth were being booked.

"Team Rocket. You have been accused of numerous accounts of theft, attempted theft, theft of pokémon, cruelty to pokémon, destruction of property, resisting arrest…"

"Sounds about right," commented Meowth.

"and a recent account of child brutality."

"I object to that charge! Say something James," yelled Jessie.

James still had the distraught look upon his face. He seemed to have lost touch with reality.

"I knew that Team Rocket had done their share of crimes, but I have a hard time believing that they'd do such an audacious crime as beating up a child," said Misty.

"You shall be held in a prison facility until such time as a trial date can be set. Take them away."

The guards were escorting James and Jessie to the desk where finger prints were taken. Brock and Misty approached the desk.

"Excuse me mam, but we're here to file a missing person's report," said Brock.

"How long has the person been missing?"
"About four days."

"Where was the last place you saw this person?"
"On top of one of the mountains right outside of town."

"What is the name of the missing person?"
"Ash Ketchum."

The name rung through James' head like church bells. He was quickly awakened from his dream-like state.

"I know where he is," James yelled as he ran towards Brock and Misty.

"Stop him!" yelled one of the guards.

Several guards ran after James.

"Stop!" shouted the guards, but James kept on running towards Misty.

One of the guards pulled out his club and bashed James across the back. James fell to the ground hard, with a look of great pain upon his face.

"Wait! " cried Misty as she ran over to James' side.

"Stay back," yelled the guards.

"But, he said that he knows where Ash is," Misty proclaimed.

"Let the girl talk with the prisoner," came a voice from the back of the room.

The guards kept silent as Misty walked up to James, and crouched down.

"Where is he? Where is Ash?" Misty asked in a demanding tone.

James groaned with pain still dazed from the force of the blow.

"Please tell me," Misty begged, a single tear running down her cheek.

"He's at the hospital. We tried…"

James was unable to finish the sentence, the pain from the blow had become too much.

"What have you done to James you bunch of stick wielding baboons?" cried out Jessie.

"Be quiet or you'll be next," said one of the guards.

"That's enough," came the voice from the back of the room again.

"Take the prisoners to their cells. Any unnecessary force will result in severe measures."

The guards escorted the prisoners to the holding cells.