They were shocked. But it would explain the consummate failure of the teams. Jessie was relieved to know the boss was merely angry with this matter and not necessarily they're disappointment. But I wonder who the rat is.

I wonder who's the rat. James couldn't believe someone would try to betray Team Rocket. He could not even think of crossing the boss. Such a horrible fate they would incur. James shuttered at the thought.

Why is James's shaking? Grace felt James's tremble as he clung to his leg. He can't possibly be affaid the boss would accuse us of this…or could he?

Giovanni looked at them as their expressions changed from thought to thought. He said, "I do not need to tell you the fate of those who betray Team Rocket…or the fate of those who help them."

"We don't know anything of this," said Jessie with hesitation. "We have been away so long, working hard to get you rare pokmon—we had no idea about this… (now speaking with courage) …this horrible thing till now and we are determined to help in anyway to stop these traitors."

"That's right," said James, who now stood by his partner's side.

"Good," said Giovanni. "I knew I could count on you three." He stared at them for a moment and then said, "you will need more equipment—you know where to go for that." He thought for a little while. "Dismissed!"

Jessie, James, and Grace gladly scurried from the room with great relief.

Giovanni sat back in his chair and pet his persian. From the shadows, two of his underlings came forth.

It was March 2020

It was a normal day for Me and Ginger .I took Ginger to daycare as any other it was Friday and the weekend was coming. Ginger was 6 and half months . I can remember going to work that day as usual.

"Tisk, tisk," said a voice.

Everyone looked around. They couldn't see anyone.

"Every time the boss sends you on a mission," said a very horsy voice, "you three decide to play around with your conspirators."

The familiar voice alerted the three Rockets to who were addressing them. However, Jessie couldn't make since of what they were talking about.

Butch and Cassidy jumped out of the trees along with a few other Team Rocket members.

What's this?" Jessie asked.

"What's going on?" James said in a panicky voice.

"The boss has made it our job to collect you," Cassidy said.

"You thought you could get away with it, didn't you?" Butch said angrily.

"Get away with what?" asked Grace.

"What are you talking about?" Jessie asked annoyed.

"Don't play dumb," said Butch, "we already know you're the rats—we know you have been plotting against the boss and giving away Team Rocket's secrets."

"The boss doesn't look too kindly on those who betray him," Cassidy said.

"You must be out of your minds!" Jessie yelled, attempting to punch Cassidy. But Butch grabbed her as he took out a knife; he put her in a headlock and the knife at here throat.

"What do you think you're doing!" James yelled in a squeaky voice in utter disbelief, as he ran towards Butch.

Cassidy commanded the other Rockets to seize James: "Get him and take his pokeballs!"

Ash, Misty, and Brock were shock by all of this. They debated amongst themselves with weird facial expressions on whether or not to help Jessie and James. They knew it would be the right thing to do; so they attempted to, but they were easily restrained.

"Pikachu, thunder shock!" Ash yelled. Pikachu jumped off his shoulder as his electric sacks powered up. "Pik—Aaaaah?" Unfortunately he was confined in an anti-conducive cage.

"Pikachu!" Ash cried.

"Hey! That is our stuff!" Grace said as she struggled with her captor. They had gotten the cage from the Team Rocket's storage room and were going to use it in their plan. It seems as though Butch and Cassidy had stolen it from their truck.

"What's the meaning of this!" James demanded.

"Cool your jets," Butch said, "it's over for you three!"

"But we haven't done anything," he said, trying to get free.

"Exactly," Cassidy said. "You've done nothing to aid the cause of Team Rocket—you've done nothing but cost the boss thousands of dollars! And now betraying him…how can you live with yourself." Her tone was in disgust.

"You don't know what you're talking about, bitch!" Jessie said, infuriated by the way she talked to James.

"Hold your tongue," Butch said as he held Jessie tighter and put the knife closer to her throat.

"Butch! No!" James yelled, "we're not traitors!" He struggled harder to get out of the tight hold. Then he did something everyone thought he had no power to do. He pushed his captor up on his back then flung him over his shoulder. He fell hard on a rock. James wasted no time in attempts to get to Jessie.

"Hold it right there!" Butch yelled as the knife slightly pierced Jessie's throat. A speck of blood could be seen. James stopped in his tracks as his heart sank. Jessie closed her eyes tight in absolute fear.

Another Rocket underling grabbed James and kneeing him in the side of his back. "Aaah!" James cried out as he dropped to the ground. The Rocket took out a thin metallic string and threw it over James head. Once he saw it, James put his hand in front of it as it came up to his neck. The Rocket drew him in tightly, pulling James up. He would have choked had he not put his hand there. But the tight rope put too much pressure on his palm and grazed part of his neck. James cried out in pain again. "Aaahh! We're n-not trai—Aagh!"

Meowth looked away in horror, wanting to do something but powerless to act.

Ash, Misty, and Brock were in utter shock; they couldn't believe an organization such as Team Rocket could be so dangerous. All they could think of was how to help them…how to help themselves.

"Aahh! We're not traitors!"

"Please stop! Don't hurt him!" Jessie pleaded. She wanted to cry, but swallowed the urge. When speaking, she hoped to sound strong but the attempt was futile.

Butch laughed at her. "Silly girl! No one crosses the boss!"