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As Kio stood patiently outside of Rocket H.Q., it seemed as though the buildings essence was no longer present. Why was he here, that was a question he wanted to know. He wasn't exactly Giovanni's favorite kid. Winds slowed and Kio felt that his decision was both wrong and right at the same time, as if both entities had both compromised into one feeling. He took one step and froze, contemplating his next move. Thinking about doing what was "right" caused him to walk steadily into the building.

A heavy sliding door opened its sound was like a nail on chalkboard. He walked in, and there stood two rocket grunts. Both of them looked as though they were just emotinless standing like a couple of scarecrows. As Kio tried to walk past, one of the guards grabbed him on his shoulder.

"Hold it." The Grunt on the left had stopped him. Kio looked at the grunt. "Your gonna need some verification."

"Bosses kid, move." Kio told the grunt. The grunt stood back to his post. Messing with any of Giovanni's kids was trouble to anyone. Kio walked up to the desk clerk, who told him that he could find giovanni on the twelve floor. Kio nodded and walked towards the elevator. He pressed a button and a sound dinged. The elevator moved and Kio wondered if he doing the right thing. Giovanni had never called before, what could he want now?

The elevator door slid open and Kio walked out. He was now in a hall, so long that everything seemed to have merged on the horizon line. It took about five minutes to walk to the end, but there he was, standing in front of this gigantic door. He knocked steadily, and after about ten or twenty seconds the door shifted. On the other side a large table with a large amount of people sitting, with Giovanni on the end. There was one seat left which Giovanni had saved solely for him. Unfortunately it was on the other side of the room, and the first thing that came to Kio's mind was, 'Great more walking'.

When he sat in his seat, Giovanni finally noticed him. He smiled and stood.

"Everyone, I would like you to meet my son." Giovanni continued to smile even after the introduction. After Giovanni sat, another Rocket from another branch stood.

"Excuse me sir, but can this kid really help us?" The grunt sounded conspicious, most likely doubting Kio's strength. Giovanni stood again, this time he didn't smile.

"Of course, of course, we can all trust my son's strength." Giovanni looked at Kio. "The dawn of Rocket will arrive, and Magma and Aqua will crumble beneath our feet!"

Another Rocket stood, she looked at Kio and then at the boss. "Sir you are considering others too right?"

Giovanni looked at her, scorning her in disgust. "Of course, my son is a valued trainer, and if you doubt is superior strength, have a battle with him. Anyone?" A couple a Rockets stood.

"Your not serious, about having THAT much confidence in his strength do you?"

"Of course!" Giovanni laughed.

"If your'e that confident what about a two on one."

"Hold on!" Kio shouted, he hadn't talked at all since he got here. "I never agreed to this, and I only came here to see what you wanted."

"Ah yes, of course, unfortunately we cannot release that information unless you are onboard with us." Giovanni looked at him. "If your with us you can do anything you want, here in the criminal world, we masterminds are gods!"

"Gods?" Kio questioned.

"Yes, we are that powerful!"

"Fine I'm in." Kio sat in his seat. "On one condition. I get all Team Rocket royalties, and I get to command my own squad of members."

"Then its settled, you can begin your first mission right away."

"Hold on!" A couple of rockets stood once more. "We want that battle." They looked at the boy. "A two on one, no stakes, just to test his strength."

Giovanni looked at his son and smiled. "Agreed, if he agrees with it." Kio nodded at the boss led the two rockets and his son in to a battle chamber. It was just as big as a gym, and the battles were probably just as harsh. Giovanni left the room, and the two grunts stood staring across the room at their opponent. It was a two on one, a battle sure not to be easy.