"Ugh! I can't believe I had to clean up your brother's mess. Tell him the next time this happens I will call the cops on his ass." A young woman around her early thirties shouted so her voice could reach another girl she was speaking to. The music pumping through the walls was overwhelming. The young woman had purple hair that was loosely swaying on her back. Her silver shirt was the only thing in the room that lit up due to the sparkles on it from the lights coming through a small, one way mirror on the wall opposed to her.

Her blue eyes searched into her friend's face for a reaction to her previous statement. The girl's grey eyes lowered to her cup of wine she rubbed nervously with her hands.

"Well?"

"All right! I'll tell Rob…just…stop badgering me Eames." The girl took a sip of the wine and pushed her black hair back and tucked the left side of it behind her left ear. Eames lifted her eyebrow and tilted her head sideways as she raised her cup of wine in a nodding gesture. Both swallowed the last of the wine and both smiled at the same time as Eames looked at the mirror.

"So…anything new with the auction this weekend?"

Eames put her cup aside and said as she looked at the girl, "No. This buyer of yours is a real pain in the neck. She he wants us to present a sample. How the hell are we going to do that?"

"Relax; just present the sample and all will be fine."

"Oh, like last time? Don't you remember how that little demon spawn electrocuted everyone in that room? Not to mention that other little spawn that burned down that entire supply room?"

The girl sighed heavily and looked away as she shook her head. Eames leaned forward as she waited for an answer but the girl kept silent. Her contemplative expression was soon evaporated as she had come up with a simple solution.

"A video. A video of the little runt during one of the fights we caught on tape. That's as good a sample as ever."

"Well, well, well, that does sound like a plan. Besides…I'm dying to get rid of those two."

"So all is set?" The girl said as she looked at Eames with the corner of her mouth lifting in a witty smile.

"All is set." Eames said as she smiled back in the same nature, "Let's forget all about business and have some fun. Goodness knows you need a little fun after that close call. Come on Mika."

"You read my mind."

Both of them get up from the tattered sofa and opened a door that led to a club. The Techno music was heard loudly as both ladies ran into a huge crowd consisting of teens, young adults and other various people who enjoyed clubbing late at night.

Back at the car Officer Jenny leaned on the trunk as she looked at her injury. The bleeding was not all too bad but the sight of it was making her uncomfortable. Jenny ripped off part of her all ready tarnished uniform and held the piece of cloth close to her wound.

She had been thinking of a way to get herself out of all that trouble and still walk away with her life. The Team Rocket undercover was ruined but she still had to keep the trafficking undercover intact, not to mention deal with Ash and Alice. Jenny was well on her way to sorting out her problems when her concentration was broken.

"So what now?" Jenny looked up and saw Ash and Alice standing a few inches from her. Both looked serious and Alice looked a little shaken up. Jenny knew she was nervous but she did not ask for she was nervous as well. Never had she dealt with such a violent person before in all her years as a cop.

Jenny analyzed her words carefully and finally spoke up, "Okay, as you know all ready I was undercover with the people who are doing all the trafficking and they sent me undercover to pose as a Team Rocket member to steal their strong Pokémon. Now the traffickers work in different ways. It all depends on the level of trust."

Ash and Alice looked at each other, both surely confused. They figured an organization like that would work in a complex manner but the next set of information she was about to reveal proved just how complex it really was.

"The entire organization is like one big pyramid. At the bottom you have your regular street punks, not all too important but if trouble comes around the corner they take the fall, then you have what they call "stalkers". Now these guys gather all sorts of information on set victims. Next we have what I've dubbed as "Agents" these are the type of people who conned you. They stalk people around, and set their sights on one particular Pokémon, in your case it was your Pikachu and at the top we have the boss. Who sadly no one has ever seen face to face."

"There was a rumor going around that the boss is so involved into the organization that some people say he or she is part of the "Agents" group. I'm not sure myself—oh shit!" Jenny half whispered her words and placed her hands over her mouth as her eyes widened with concern. Ash looked through the rear view mirror and said, "What is it?"

"I just remembered I'm to meet some contacts in fifteen minutes. Look, my cover in Team Rocket is blown but I cannot afford to have this one blown. I have put everything at risk."

"All right, all right, just don't preach," Ash said as he looked at her through the mirror, occasionally looking at the road, "So where are you supposed to go?"

"Some pub near the coast. Um…it's called…The Whishcash."

"I know the place."

About ten minutes later Ash, Alice and Jenny arrived at the pub Jenny was supposed to be in order to meet some contacts. As they got out of the car Ash told Jenny it was a better idea if both Ash and Alice went in first and then Jenny, this was all to prevent Jenny's contacts from getting a sense of ambush. Ash had done his fair share of ambushes and he knew the game rather well. Not to mention that he has avoided the police from several stake outs.

Ash and Alice walked in and sat at the bar; they began some casual talk and ordered some drinks. Usually under age drinking was prohibited in all bars but Ash and Alice had done the owner some seriously huge favors so he was indebted to them. And he wanted to remain on their good side seeing as how he knew they were Team Rocket members.

After a few minutes Jenny walked in. Ash casually looked behind him to see her walking by. She seemed serious but it was not natural, Ash grinned his front teeth trying to keep his anger back. He was sure Officer Jenny had done several undercover stunts before but this time she seemed somewhat nervous and Ash knew well these people could smell a trap from a mile away.

Alice looked at Ash and then at Jenny and noticed she was nervous as well. She sighed heavily and swallowed her glass of Vodka in one gulp as she said, "Oh, crap!"

Jenny walked slowly towards the back of the bar. The old and deteriorated wooden planks creaked whenever she put her foot down, the people in the bar looked at her as she walked by. The population in it consisted of old fishermen, old men and one or two women who liked the company of men. In front of her were several tables and a pool table to the very back. Several windows decorated the walls; they were the only decorations the old wooden walls had.

To the back of the bar there was a wooden door. It was just as old as the bar, the color was dark and seemed wet but it was from the salty winds brought in from the ocean seeing as how the bar was close to the shore. Jenny walked to the door and once there a tall, bald and big man who looked like a bouncer was standing there. Without saying a word or doing much of anything the man opened the door and let Jenny inside.

Everything was going according to plan, even though Ash had encountered several set backs he was still able to think things through and was able to think ahead but there were still some things he needed to go through before he could fully execute his plan. He thought many times of letting Alice in the loop but he had become someone who was not bound to trust people after that day. All in his tough guy, against the world, my way or the highway image he did not want anyone who he thought did not deserve it to get hurt. Alice was one of these "fortunate" he did not want to get hurt.

As he took another drink in his hands and swallowed it he looked to the door and sighed deeply. Alice looked at him and noticed he was a tad more pensive than he usually was, something in her knew he was up to something.

After a few drinks and nothing more than silence and Ash's looking back to the door the door itself opened and several people walked out. Amongst the people Jenny came out and casually looked at them with a grin indicating some good news. In the same group a tall guy no more than four years older than Ash and Alice walked out. He looked around the bar and as soon as he saw Ash he lowered his gaze and mildly stood in place. Jenny said her good-byes and after making a quick phone call she walked out the same way she walked in.

A minute or two later Ash and Alice walked out as well. As they were passing through the door Ash looked at the group of people who Jenny just met with and made eye contact with the guy he saw earlier. The guy nodded and so did Ash.

"Okay, so here's what is going on—" Jenny was about to explain what they were talking about in the room but she was abruptly interrupted by Ash.

"Before you continue gimme a minute here." Ash signaled Alice to follow him so she did. She knew there was something going on and she wanted to know just what was happening.

"Alice, there's something going on that you don't know about." Ash's expression was very serious as was his tone. "Officer Jenny has a rat in her department and I think it's someone in higher ranks, it could be a detective or someone else, I don't know. Just don't approach her with this information just yet."

"Ash what's going on?"

"Four months ago I was looking into some rats of our own and I found one of the people who work for the people that Officer Jenny just met with. I made a deal with this guy; I told him I could back the cops away from him in exchange for the names of the two who stole Pikachu. He agreed and I'm to meet him over there." Ash looked behind him and pointed out to a pier that was right next to the bar.

Alice had never heard of such a deal being done and she was very much confused but she kept listening to what Ash had to say.

"I found one of them, that's all you're getting."

"What, don't you trust me!"

"It's not that I don't trust you, okay? I need to keep this close-nit and by standards I'm blowing it by telling you this."

Alice searched Ash's eyes, she knew he was telling the truth but deep inside she was indeed offended that her own partner did not trust her enough. Still, her curios nature was ever more alive.

"How close?"

"Pretty goddamn close. There are four of us and you make an asset." That was all Ash said and Alice knew that was all she was going to hear about the matter. Whatever Ash had dug himself into was deep and she knew he did not want to drag her down with him in case things might go wrong. Ash started to walk away but before he could take another step Alice said, "Wait, what am I supposed to do with Officer Jenny?"

Ash turned around and after some minutes of thinking it over he said, "I want both of you guys to stay at the hotel. I'll call you later." With that Ash walked towards the pier where Alice could see a tall man waiting. She sighed deeply and began to think of a million reasons why she should snoop around and look at what Ash was doing. Alice then walked back to the car and signaled Officer Jenny to get in.

At the pier Ash met up with his contact. The guy was wearing a black winter coat and a fine suit. His long and wavy hair was caught up in the wind's strong current. His green eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. As he saw Ash approach he said with a deep Russian accent, "Today is your lucky day?"

"How lucky?"

"Everyday at exactly 2:30 he and his sister go to a dinner in the downtown area to have lunch. It seems the dinner, Loretta's Place, is owned by a family friend or something like that. His name is Rob and her name is Mika. They're the ones you've so passionately hunted down."

Those were the words Ash had longed for ever since he set out to look for Pikachu himself. After so long his hopes were restored and his ambition doubled as his plan was smoothly taking shape. He lifted the corner of his mouth in a smile and the guy in front of him also smiled.

"My part of the deal is almost done. What of yours?"

"Well, the police have either been permanently silenced, if you get my drift, have been very well bribed and those dumb enough believe you're Interpol. So all in all you're in the clear."

The guy chuckled as he felt a ton of pressure lift from his shoulders. The police had always worried him but now that they were all backed away he was pretty much clear to do almost anything and that meant closing his deal with Ash.

"Oh, and one more thing," Ash said as he swiftly turned around to walk away, "Your boss' name."

"Why you kids come all the way down here for these sandwiches I'll never know." An old woman roughly around her late fifties said as she chuckled. Her white hair was trapped in a hair net required to be worn by all who worked with food, her wrinkly face was kind and gentle but seemed more alive than that of a twenty year olds. Being in the dinner for as long as she had gave her great knowledge on how to keep her apron clean or at the least with minimal mustard and ketchup stains. She leaned in on the table as she sat down to enjoy her lunch with Mika and her brother, Rob.

Mika and Rob looked at each other and laughed along with the old woman as they took a bite of their sandwiches. It was moments like those they used to relax; after all, the world they were mixed in was not the sort that promised any sort of relaxation. Mika and Rob spent as much time in the dinner as possible to get away from what they called "the harsh world".

As they joked around the phone rang and the old woman got up from her chair and ran to the front to answer the phone.

"Loretta's Place, how may I help you?" After a brief moment of silence she spoke up once more, "Why yes, he is. I'll let him know right away."

The old woman turned to Mika and Rob and said as she hung up, "Rob someone's out in the back alley; he said he needs to see you right away. He said it was an emergency. Oh, I do hope everything is all right."

"Did he say who it was?"

"No, he just said he needed to talk to you right away about a Pikachu."

Rob choked on the milk he was drinking and set down his cup quickly and sat up. Mika also stood up but Rob told her to stay there. He grabbed his jacket and headed outside to see what that was all about. In his career he had only stolen one Pikachu and one only.

Rob walked quickly and turned around the corner to head to the back of the dinner where this mysterious person said to meet him at. As Rob walked into the alley he saw someone standing a few feet in front of him. Rob was not very good with faces but he did have a hunch he had seen this guy before.

"What do you want?"

"Something I've been wanting for two years now." Ash said as he remained a few feet away from Rob.

"Oh, my God." Suddenly it hit Rob like a ton of bricks. He was actually standing before the kid he and his sister stole a powerful Pikachu from. Rob remembered his face but there was something there that was not before. He could tell this kid had changed and he was about to see just how much.

"You mean that little Pikachu we stole from you? Too later 'bro. Son of a gun was so stubborn it was not able to sell so we had to put it down." Rob said with a cocky smile on his face.

"Bullshit," Ash said as he reached into his jacket and drew a Walther P99. He aimed it at Rob's face and said as he looked at Rob seriously, "And that's not the only thing I want."

Having said that he pulled the trigger and shot Rob right in between the eyes. As Rob fell a sharp scream was heard from behind the dumpster. Hiding behind it was Mika who had sneaked into the alley to see what was going on. When Rob's body hit the floor Ash looked down on him and smiled, he felt an overwhelming joy that he had not felt in what felt like so long. The feeling of joy was tainted but over the two years Ash had become something else.

Mika looked at Ash and gasped since she remembered him perfectly well. She looked at her brother's body and then at the gun in Ash's hands. She recognized the gun as a Walther P99 and immediately knew he was a Team Rocket member of the higher ranks.

Ash turned around and as he crossed the street he dialed a number on his cell phone and waited for the other line to answer. As soon as they did he said, "Get me Detective Turner."

Several seconds later a man answered the phone, "Turner speaking."

Ash smiled once more and then said, "Target A is down."