It's a lot of hitman-planning.

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CHAPTER 20:

It was early morning in the city, with Frank waking up in his apartment. He got out of bed, out of his room, and into the kitchen to cook breakfast. After he made his three eggs, grabbed some bread and coffee, he sat down to eat, only for his phone to ring. He mumbled, "Don't tell me it's Kevanin."

He flipped it as the title read Lysandick. He whined and picked it up, "Yes?"

'Alright, I have an easy target for you.'

"Before anything like that gets talked about, I wanna get to the lab first. I'm right now eating breakfast in my undies."

'Well hurry up.'

He closed the phone and proceeded to eat.

(An hour later)

Frank was now in the lab and at his computer in the back room, and his day was ready to commence as he opened the screen with Lysander's face appearing as he asked, "Now then, shall we begin?"

Frank nodded, "Ok, so what the hell do you want this time?"

"Me? I simply have more names to give."

"I thought you…"

"Well, we got more."

"Cool, but before you decide to send me these targets, let me explain the names you gave me: This Sindbad Gaunt…"

Lysander corrected, "Glaunt, you dick."

"He's not much of a problem, in fact it should be an easy swoop. This woman named Violin Mozart…"

"Dumbass, its Viola Moulinsart!"

"Whatever, she's dead already."

"Wait, she is?"

"Yeah, long story somewhat short, Edward was in a bar, don't ask, him and this woman got drunk and he took her out and stabbed her in the head and disposed the naked corpse in a treatment pond. I don't know, don't care, one less problem."

Lysander sighed and continued, "What else?"

Frank looked over, "Here are the names I can sort of correlate since I've only watched seasons 13 and 15 of XYZ, um… this Yvonne bitch. Who's she?"

"Well, who the hell do you think correlates?"

"Sister?"

"Mother."

"Mother?"

"Yes, mother."

"Fine, I need a missile to shoot down to Kanto. Next, who the hell is this Gurkin guy?"

"He's the main target."

"Alright, where the hell does he live?"

"Like I know."

"You do? Or were you meaning to put a question mark at the end?"

"The latter."

Frank nodded and said, "Ok. And the list is full of names I never heard of nor care about, so might as well tell me who's next."

Lysander nodded, "Alright, now you are aware of the missing disappearance of Meyer Limon, correct?"

"Um… Limon is that beta male at the tower, but what Limon was a mayor?"

"Meyer, not mayor."

"Oh, like Oscar Meyer, ok, ok. Um, explain a little."

Lysander explained, "Basically, he was killed several years back under unknown circumstances and then we found out, only a few days ago and confirmed it last night, that his son, Clement Limon, is part of this society."

Frank put it together, "Oh, so you want me to kill the shit stain? Easy man, piece of cake."

However, the orange haired man countered, "Actually this is probably the most difficult assassination because he's not a little wimp anymore."

Frank half grinned, "Yeah, but Kevanin and his group can take on a lot'a shit."

"Really? How about a blood thirsty Zoroark with a bad history?"

"Not a bad challenge. Gotta name?"

"Mortem."

Frank's impression went dead as he asked, "Hold it… hold a fucking minute… Chotto fucking matte, you're telling me that the Zoroark… is that?"

"Yes."

Frank asked, "And you're telling me next that the pseudo-Jewish blonde beta bitch is an assassin by any chance?"

Lysander said, "Well, if you want it called like that…"

Italy was cringing as his past was catching up, then he walked to the back of the room and talked to himself, "Oh great, that universe is coming to bite my ass again. Ok, calm down, maybe I can still afford to get this done right."

He yelled over, "I want two missiles now!"

Lysander said from the screen, "Two only."

Frank went back to himself, "Ok, one to the mother in Kanto, another into the tower, blame it on… um… Aqua, yeah Aqua…"

He screamed over, "Label one as Aqua!"

The man agreed, yet was confused, "Um, alright."

Back to himself, "Ok, and then what, then what… um…. Come on, come on, make it crazy… oh! I also want a couple bombs ready and maps… and addresses with known locations."

"What exactly are you planning?"

"It's called a bomb run. And before you do end the call, I need to plan it out a little more. Can't walk on into the tower and pull out a Deagle. Probably could do the shooting out tomorrow once I got all the nitty gritty bits."

"Good, because now I have to leave."

"Why? Kanto sucks?"

"I'm back in Kalos you idiot."

"Oh, back to Kanto?"

"No, I'm visiting… a relative."

"Good to hear; some advice, don't care for them unless they're your kids or wife."

"Nice… advice."

(To Yugo)

His morning was going great… well… Jesse implemented a mind check on Yugo to make sure he was having any hypnotization tricks stuck in his head and Reeka got easily busted by Eriktar. Once Jesse entered the field with Yugo following, three cracks in the air was heard. Those were whip cracks. Yugo was getting worried, "Uh, did I miss something?"

Jesse blinked, "I'm thinking your Riolu did the whole hypnotist stunt."

"Why?"

"Well, besides the fact you're a push over…"

Yugo crossed his arms. "You probably share the same bag or some shit like that and she was able to put something in that head. But now, I'll just leave it at that and discuss it with Eriktar later."

She then took a short pole and swung it, not actually hitting Yugo but nudging to basically block. She knew he could fight and he no longer was a wimp, but he now had to work on other means of defense and attack. The pole hit his arm as he blocked, then he asked, "I have a question."

She then swung to have Yugo block above his head, "Yes?"

The stick to the side, blocked, "Are you and Eriktar going to participate in the tournament?"

The other side, "Probably not."

"How come?"

The stick swiftly went around, barely getting blocked, "Why the hell should I waste my time and money only to wind up losing and having Eriktar get injured. Bad enough he gets close to death in those illegal tournaments, a legal one could have your grandfather pulverize Eriktar into a fine dust."

Yugo blocked another incoming strike, "I understand, you care for him and he does for you, I think. I was just asking because he's literally at the level of grandpa's Pokémon, my own damn family…"

Jesse struck his leg, causing him to grasp it, "Well, unlike your Pokémon family, I'm not crazy enough to put Eriktar through that."

"Yet you're…"

"He wanted it."

Jesse said, only to continue the training with one last pole strike against the blocking arm. Yugo asked, "He wanted it?"

She put the pole back and explained, "Eriktar actually agreed to the whole tournament idea as he originally fought in an actual tournament several years ago. However, his former owner threw him out after getting a measly 5th place. Eriktar then trained himself and get several problems during those times… and then when we met he wasn't trustful to me as I was to him.

"Of course, I took him as my Pokémon since I lost my mine again to Giovanni after getting fired. Once we finally got onto a similar track… he wanted to go into these illegal tournaments because he had no better choice."

She sighed, "The competition has gotten harder and harder, but so has Eriktar as he can't be beaten by several standards. There was even once that Eriktar…", she smiled, "Actually beat Italy's Blaziken."

Yugo was surprised, "Really?! Damn, Grandpa Bender hasn't lost to a Lucario before."

The topic changed with a surprise punch, which was blocked, "Hold on, you're telling me that the Blaziken was your grandfather?"

Yugo kinda blushed, "Yeah… everybody Prof. Grandpa uses to fight is basically my family in some way."

The training continued with Yugo missing a few, but blocking very well. Once midday came about, Jesse said, "Now, due to the whole event of yesterday… I've decided this overnight with Eriktar, and told you yesterday, that you'll be sent off at midday since you're not as needing as your Riolu."

Yugo nodded, "Thanks, I'll use the time well."

He then ran off to the tent as Jesse sighed again, "Hopefully not time to jerk off."

Anyway, back to Yugo, he got to the tent and…

"Oh fuck…"

The car from before was there as Judas had a gun pointed at his head, two guys holding Rebecca against the car and then… wait…

Yugo called, "Kevanin?"

The fourth head moved up and behind, "Yugo?"

The other three guys looked around to see Yugo there, only he went to Kevanin as the Greninja smiled, then chuckled, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the delusional cousin. What's shaking?"

Yugo replied, "Me? Nothing. The only shaking is what your friends are doing to my friends."

"Oh, I see. Alright, it's fine."

One whined, "I just got this guy under control."

He pulled the gun away as the other two let go of Rebecca. She went over to Judas as Kevanin said, "Now, obviously you're wondering why we're here?"

Yugo answered, "I'm gonna guess, grandpa told you to blow the Sycamore's heads off, right?"

"Mmm… not their heads exactly, but the topic is correct."

"Reason would be?"

"Simple assassination."

"For what reason?"

He chuckled, "That you'll need to get from grandpa himself. The gang is simply doing their job."

Yugo looked at the three black guys and nodded, "Yeah, I see."

He then asked, "And the reason you're here is because?"

Kevanin looked innocent, "Well…"

Then the three guys came around him as Kevanin said, "Think of it as a trip."

Yugo felt nervous from the space getting enclosed by the thugs and pistols, "Wait, you're not going to… mug me right?"

"Mug you? No, no, no, I'm not that nice. You're getting dragged to Chicago."

"WHAT?!"

The door opened and he got pushed with one guy going around and thus Yugo got kidnapped. The car drove off with the five in it and disappeared after driving only fifty somewhat feet. Rebecca stood there and asked, "So… what can we do now?"

Judas replied, "I don't know, but you can do is stop clinging to my arm."

Rebecca looked down and saw her holding Judas's arm, then let go in slight embarrassment.

The rest of the day was spent mostly on training Yugo's other Pokémon and the occasional fuck up. And the Yugo-less time ended when the car came back and he was literally booted out into the dry, dead grassy plain. The car drove off as Yugo mumbled, "I'm never going there again."

He got up and already Rebecca and Judas were in front of him. Yugo asked, "Don't tell me you stood there the whole damn time."

Judas smartassed, "No, we did not. Where the hell were you?"

"Stuck in where my cousin lives."

Rebecca asked, "Cousin?"

"The one that kills like nuts?"

Reeka appeared, looking worn out and pissed. Yugo nodded, "Yes Reeka, that's him."

Judas asked, "Why the hell does he have a gang?"

"Actually Austin runs the gang, Kevanin likes to pretend he runs the damn setup up. Now, I'm going to bed, Rebecca, I need you to suck me off and Reeka, you'll be my body pillow. Fuck all of you, goodnight."

And Yugo gave everyone the finger and went to bed, slamming face first into the pillow. Nobody knew what just happened and went to their places…

"Um, Judas."

Judas turned to see Rebecca as she sighed heavily and then sternly asked, "Look, I understand that you like your privacy but… I liked it better that everyone was in the same space. This isn't too much choice, so all I ask from you is simply this: either I'm going with you, or you're getting dragged into the tent, what will it be?"

Judas was downright pissed and said, "And who the hell gave ye a right, woman?"

She kicked his head, knocking him out, then dragged him into the tent mumbling, "The least you could've said was a fucking no? No need to insult."

And they proceeded to sleep.

(In Kanto)

The GT is becoming more and more lucrative with all the trainers wanting to compete. The whole system to enter isn't too complex, it worked by having the trainers get the badges, compete in the now monthly tournaments, and the winner is able to enter the GT.

At the water gym, there was a gym leader, being Misty Waterflower, as she took out another wimpy trainer. Once it was over, she had to close up before another five entered. As quickly as she did, she got the sign, closed up and wiped her head in exhaustion. She then said, "All this over a tournament. At least it makes some decent cash."

"Don't let it take over."

The older voice came as Misty looked behind and asked in surprise, "Ms. Ketchum?"

Yes, it was her. Delia actually worked more with Brock than Misty, but how did she enter? Anyway, Misty asked, "What are you doing here? And, how did you get in?"

She answered, "Mimey of course. I was going to ask how it was coming along because Brock was taking heavy hits."

"How heavy?"

"Well… heavy. Hopefully, you're going to get ready for that tournament."

Misty nodded as they had their own plan, "Don't worry, I will."

"And even if you don't win, we're going to stop that bastard once and for all."

Misty smiled, "Don't worry Ms. Ketchum, I'll take him out."

Delia did curve, "Well, don't sound like we're planning to kill him. Just take him out as knock him out and… I don't know, maybe contact police. But we'll get him, that's the point."

(To Kalos)

You fucking wish ya old hag. As she was dreaming high, Frank was looking over the final information for tomorrow's assassination trip as the gangster group was also in the room. Frank showed on a chalkboard, "Ok, so the bastard is usually up here and, Jerome…"

He looked up, "Yeah?"

"You remember that scary looking clement, right?"

"Uh…"

"The one that the scanner was switching between Pokés with?"

"Oh, OH, ok, ok, yeah."

"Alright, so you know what he's like, so you explain to them the precaution. The tower isn't really that secure in terms of actual cameras or whatnot, but this blonde dipshit has a murderous Zoroark running amuck in there so stay alive for the sake that I don't want to rewrite anything. Finally, I need both the Zoroark and the blonde dead."

Austin jumped up, "Hold on, you just said to avoid it and now you say kill it?"

"Well, I never said to avoid it, I said to avoid getting killed."

Kevanin asked, "And what will we get for this?"

"2 million in the account. Deal?"

The group looked skeptic as Austin suggested, "Alright, we'll do it on our own little condition."

"Fine, what that be?"

"We take your son along."

Frank was a bit nervous and said, "Alright, I'll hopefully arrange something with Edward. So, we agree?"

Everyone nodded. "Good, you can stay for the night, goodnight."

He walked out the door as then he thought, 'So… what to do, what to do, have dinner, play some Minecraft, scream at my country getting fucked up by President Cortez, and end it on a happy note of fucking Midori.'

'Oh really?'

Midori appeared with a mischievous smile on her face as Frank just realized he said that. She then put a finger to his chin, "Still a naughty boy, hmm?"

Frank snickered, "Only to you. Better than to every girl."

"True, but why do all that… when we can go straight to it?"

Frank nodded and kissed her, only for her to kiss back and the two to make out behind the counter.


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