Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or any of the characters. Just the random plot bunnies that my mind creates.
Chapter Warnings: Language, death, torture
Pairing: Ash x Gary
Chapter 30 - Investigation
They finally touch back down as the sun makes its final descent over the horizon. As soon as their feet touch the ground, they are completely swarmed by the concerned pokemon they left behind. Ash peeks out from beneath mounds of colorful furs to see Gary receiving the same treatment. If not more so with how worried his pokemon were over his recent injuries. Even his more solitary pokemon, like Scyther and Pinsir, seem to have taken an interest in their trainer's well-being.
What surprises Ash the most though is that all of their pokemon are collarless. So Professor Oak finally figured out how to remove the active collars?
Ash calls out his drugged pokemon as they turn to head to the lab. Seeing the injured baby pokemon, the others quickly part to give them room.
As they enter the lab, Professor Oak turns to see the duo with a panting Larvitar in Ash's arms. Gary looks at the pokemon with a frown marring his handsome face. The older Oak directs Ash to lay the rock skin pokemon on the small medical table in the corner.
Tense minutes follow as the Professor examines the weakened pokemon. Hooking several leads up to Larvitar to monitor his vitals, he places the pokemon in an incubator when it begins to shiver in a slight fever.
"There seem to be no negative effects so far besides these minor cold-like symptoms. I'll do a thorough examination later once I receive the preliminary data. What on earth happened to you boys?"
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An hour and a half later, Gary and Ash sit on the well worn couch in the Oak's living room. They stare silently at Professor Oak as he sits in his armchair with his eyes closed, processing all the information of their mission they just relayed to him. Arms crossed over his chest, the older Oak leans back into the deep chair and fixes a steely gaze on them both.
"Hmm this is certainly concerning. From what I know of League protocol and the benefits and accommodations the League have made for you two over the years due to your outstanding progress, it does seem a bit out of character to place you under house arrest as they seem to have done. What's more, they seem to have known that you would not be able to follow your orders as if they planned it out this way. But Ash mentioned before you two left that the Commander only gave you this mission since there was little chance of conflict...If they knew enough that conflict is certain, why give the mission to a team with an injured member? Were they hoping the injury progress further? Or was this some sort of test? If so, why set you both up to fail? Especially when you two are some of their top agents that they have spent over a decade conditioning into the perfect soldiers. There are too many unknown variables and unanswered questions for my liking."
Gary sits in silence as he listens to his grandfather's musings. He has a point. None of this makes any sense and is bringing up way more questions than answers. I can feel it in my gut. Something is definitely wrong with this whole situation.
A low series of beeps breaks his thoughts. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out his comms unit. Seeing a flashing notification, he taps the screen to see a red dot floating on the map slightly northeast of Cinnabar island. He tilts the screen towards his partner when the raven leans closer to see what captured his attention.
"Hmm, looks like they are finally on the move." Ash muses.
Before leaving the airspace above Cinnabar, Gary had checked the location of the bugged Rare Candies. The map showed them closer to the island compared to now but when they flew over the spot on the way back to Pallet, there was no sign of the small boat they had sabotaged or any other boat for that matter. However, the bug would have stopped functioning if underwater for several hours, like if the small transport boat had sunk, which led him to believe that whoever had the drugs now was on a submarine.
But why wait this long to move the drugs? Were they just waiting for nightfall? It shouldn't really matter since they are underwater anyway...More things that don't make sense. Awesome.
Tapping the dot, a small information box pops up on the screen. Hmm that speed is too fast for a sub. But if they were in a boat or riding a pokemon, we would have seen them. We should check it out again.
Sliding the device back into his pocket, he tenses to stand up but a hand on his arm prevents the movement. Relaxing back against the worn cushions, he looks questioningly at the raven beside him.
"We can't leave Gary. They can track us. Plus we have no idea when Colonel Sanders is coming to reprimand us. The League can hack into the signal and track the Rare Candies on their own."
Growling in annoyance, Gary leans his head back against the back of the couch and glares at the ceiling.
"But we can't just sit here! We can travel there and check it out in less than a day. Gramps can just tell them we went out to scout the forest or something and we will just leave our comms sets here so they can't track us."
As soon as the words leave his mouth, he flinches at his error. Turning slowly to face his partner, furious brown eyes lock onto his nervous green. The usually warm chocolate eyes, now ice cold and muddy, narrow as Ash practically growls at him.
"No. And did I not warn you that I will glue that fucking thing to your head the next time you even bring up leaving for a mission without our communication devices again?"
Scooching away from the malevolent aura that is wishing him bodily harm, Gary turns to his grandfather for back up but the old man just stares at them confused and slightly unnerved at the uncommon behavior from the raven. Apparently Ash also saw the confusion since he quickly explains the unfortunate events from several years ago.
"Our first unsupervised mission was a two squad stealth mission. Since the building we were infiltrating was small and supposedly empty, we all stuck together. We just communicated using hand signals and didn't bother even bringing our comms sets which was stupid and against what we were taught. However, the building wasn't empty. We were ambushed and separated. No way to contact the other squad and no way to call for reinforcements. Gary and I found an exit eventually and when we were scouting the perimeter to find another entrance to go back for the other pair, we saw them dragged out and executed. Right in front of us. Thankfully, our superiors came to see what was taking so long and were able to take control of the situation but their deaths are on us. All because we were too cocky and stupid to go without a way to communicate."
Gary fidgets in his seat. Ash's story bringing up unpleasant memories. That was the first mission where we ended up killing people. Unable to meet his partner or grandfather's eyes in the ensuing silence, he pulls the comms set out once more and stares at the infernal device.
We can't leave it here but we can't take it with us without getting into a shit ton of more trouble...so now what?
"I believe I may be able to help with that." Professor Oak states pensively.
Glancing up quickly at the old man, he hands over the device upon seeing the withered hand stretching out towards him. Tense silence follows as the professor examines the unit.
"What do you have in mind Professor?" Ash asks quickly.
He can see Ash lean forward curiously out of the corner of his eye while he remains focused on the way his only remaining relative tinkers with his device.
"Hmm...well I spent a very long time studying those collars while you two were gone. As I am sure you both noticed that all of the collars are off. I was able to redesign the collars so the portion that actually shocks the pokemon can be removed by the commanding trainer. That way you two can still capture pokemon and won't face any risk about whether they will attack you or not until the initial bonds and training are in place. Then you can remove the shocking unit and the collar will just tighten when the code word is called out. Pretty clever if I say so myself. Too bad I can never patent that without the League coming after me. Such a shame really, it would have such-"
"Gramps." He interrupts, hoping to get the rant back on track.
"Oh right. Sorry boys. As I was saying, I noticed the collars now have a tracking chip on them as well. That wasn't in the original design plans so I assume the League must have added them at some point after my involvement. I am assuming that they can be activated or deactivated from this communication device since the screen is what you use to find the location. If this unit has a similar GPS chip, I can possibly remove it, or at the very least disable it, so that the unit will still be able to function as it was originally designed without you being the one that is tracked. However, you will not be able to track your pokemon either so just a bit of forewarning."
A tiny flame of hope flickers to life deep in his chest. That would allow us to come and go as we please. Plus Gramps can call us if the Colonel shows up so we can rush back. It's perfect.
Turning to the raven, he takes in Ash's unsure countenance. His partner's arms are crossed over his lithe torso. Brown eyebrows hunched over chocolate eyes as he stares at the device in his grandfather's nimble hands. He can practically see the various pros and cons rush through Ash's mind. He stares imploringly. Come on Ash. This is our chance. I know you can't leave things as we did.
"How long will it take you remove the GPS unit from our comms sets?" His partner questions.
Examining the device once more, the Professor pokes and prods at the screen in front of him.
"Hmm it depends. I didn't design the communication devices. I have a feeling they may have anti-tampering software programmed into the device since they are all on the same wavelength. That would be what I would do anyway. I also need to remove it without damaging the GPS unit or the device in any way...a day or two maybe?"
Professor Oak glances up at them and reaching out to grab Ash's comms unit as well, he stands to disappear into his lab once more. He pauses at the door and turns back to face them.
"I'll get to work on this first thing tomorrow. I believe Larvitar is the priority at the moment."
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It takes roughly 36 hours for Professor Oak to tamper with the comms units. A day and a half of Ash watching his partner impatiently move around the house waiting for their chance to leave.
It took him a good two hours the morning after their late night talk to even convince the brunet that they should spend some time with their pokemon who haven't seen them in a while. Gary just seemed to be determined to begin this secret mission as soon as possible.
"Someone has to finish this mission if the League is just going to pretend like it never happened Ash!" Gary had yelled at him before he went outside to work off his frustration.
After a day of hard core training and a morning of trying to prepare for wherever they could be going, the Professor finally emerges from his lab.
"All done boys! I assume you will be leaving right away?" The old man smiles forlornly. Stress lines easily visible on his face as he stares at his two young charges.
Ash nods as he takes the tampered units from Oak. "Thanks Professor. These will definitely help."
Professor Oak approaches him with a soft smile. The older man slides and arm around his back in a half hug.
"Of course Ash. You are a part of our family too you know. And us Oaks will do just about anything for family! Now get going. The sooner you go, the less likely you will be away when Colonel what's-his-face comes to pay us a visit."
With a gracious smile in place, Ash follows his family outside to begin their unauthorized mission.
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Gary stands completely frozen in surprise at the Aerodactyl at his feet. He didn't notice before since it was sleeping when they came back and during most of their training. The rock type flyer has quadrupled in size already.
It's only been like three weeks right? What the hell?
The long gray tail swishes over the ground happily as the fossil pokemon waits for its trainer. However, the previously small pokemon who was tiny enough to curl up in his lap, is now as tall as his waist.
At this rate, he will be big enough to ride in a month or two depending on how big he is when he is fully grown. He turns to his grandfather questioningly. Seeing the look on his face, Professor Oak quickly explains.
"It's remarkable really, his growth rate. I can only assume that it's a defense mechanism from prehistoric times: to grow as quickly as possible to ensure survival. By my calculations and the limited amount of research on the subject, he will be fully grown in a few months. He can fly for short periods of time already. I had him train with Charizard and Fearow while you were gone."
Forever grateful for his grandfather's genius and forethought, Gary squats down closer to his newest pokemon. Smirking at the growing rock type before him, he rubs its head affectionately as he slides a collar around its neck.
"You are going to be a force to be reckoned with soon, huh Aero?"
With a flap of wings and a screech, the fossil pokemon jumps a few inches off the ground in approval. Standing up, he notices that Ash is talking to his pokemon before they are hidden away in their pokeballs.
Recalling all of his pokemon besides his re-collared Fearow, he waits patiently for Ash to finish and recall his own pokemon. Lifting green eyes upwards, he watches fluffy white clouds lazily roll across the expanse of light blue sky. Until he sees the multiple flashes of light signifying the recall of Ash's pokemon.
With a smirk in place, Gary mounts Fearow and launches into the air. Turning the beak pokemon towards the northeast, he leans over his flyer's neck as the flying type picks up speed. Barely a minute passes before Pidgeot and her trainer pull up beside them. Activating his comms set, he looks down to see the dot flashing in the middle of Celadon City. The last known location before Professor Oak removed their tracking systems.
They sure traveled fast. But there is no way to fly all of those boxes of drugs with pokemon. Unless they have a plane or helicopter waiting once they got to shore? I hate not knowing any of this shit.
Relaying the location to Ash, they adjust course and fly in silence. Two hours from Celadon, with the sun setting at their backs, the quiet is broken by a sharp beeping in his ear. He answers the phone call cautiously.
"Oak. Alpha Team leader." He states tersely as he waits for the speaker to reveal themselves.
"Gary, it's your grandfather. I don't know if you two are at Celadon yet but I have been monitoring the location since you can't with the GPS removed. They are on the move again and if my calculations are correct, they are moving faster than they were previously and are headed right for Saffron City."
Fuck. That isn't good. There is no way Ash will let us split up to cover both locations either. Should we just stick with the tracker then?
"Gramps can you do me a favor and save the coordinates of where they stopped at in Celadon. I think we are going to stick with the tracker just in case they end up finding and destroying it causing us to potentially lose the trail. Can you call again once they stopped moving?"
"Of course. Be careful."
With a grunt of confirmation, he hangs up the call and switches back to radio mode.
"Ash we have a problem. They are on the move again. East towards Saffron. I think they might have dropped off some drugs or something because they are moving faster than before."
Looking over towards his partner, he watches the raven stares at his own screen in contemplation.
"Is Professor Oak going to call us back with a final destination?"
Chocolate eyes lift to meet his. He nods in affirmation and smirks at the steely determination forming on Ash's face.
"Let's follow the tracker then."
"Just what I was thinking, Ashy-boy."
Adjusting their course more towards the East, they press on. Zooming towards their target.
About time we start getting some answers.
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Reaching Saffron before Professor Oak calls again, the duo land just inside the city. Under the cover of darkness, they quickly recall their pokemon and hide in a large clump of bushes against the exterior wall as they wait for Professor Oak's call.
Half an hour later, a shadow passes over the moon. Ash glances up to see an odd shape floating in the sky. Smacking Gary's arm, he points upwards as he stares at the object.
"What the fuck is that? A hot air balloon?"
Ash just shakes his head in wonder. Brown eyes squint as he tries to make out more details but a cloud rolls over the moon, casting the drifting object into darkness. Turning towards his partner, Gary's face mirrors his confusion.
"Think it's a tour or something? To see the night lights of the city?"
The brunet shrugs at his question. Emerald eyes still trained on the sky, waiting for another glimpse at the object.
"Actually...it would make sense if they were using the hot air balloon to transport the Rare Candies. They were moving too fast to travel over the ground, especially since they didn't follow the routes from Cinnabar to Celadon according to Gramps."
Ash squints at the sky once more. But that doesn't make sense. They would have landed in Celadon during the day. Someone would have noticed all the drugs and goons, right?
Sharing his thoughts with Gary, he quickly scans the sky once the moon breaks through again, but the balloon is already gone.
"Well, you have to remember Ashy-boy, most people will think that a hot air balloon is on a tour or something when they see one, not black market transport. Hell, even you did just now!"
His retort is cut off by a series of beeps from Gary's comms set. Ash stands and throws his pack over his shoulder as he waits for the brunet to get the coordinates from the Professor. He pauses at the concerned look on his partner's face.
"Ash...the Rare Candies are at the Silph Co. headquarters."
Brown eyes widen in alarm. They supply all the PokeMarts in Johto and Kanto. If they are somehow getting the drugs in their products, it would cause an incalculable amount of damage to the pokemon. Killing many and causing many more to rampage. And we can't call this in either. Fuck.
Seeing the matching horror on Gary's face, the duo quickly stalk through the city; eyes locked onto the tall imposing structure of Silph Co.
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Hiding in an alley across the street from the large building, the duo analyze the security from the shadows. Even at the late hour, the leading manufacturer of pokemon technology is lit up and bustling. It looks like it is open 24/7, which makes sense with the amount of stores and products they have. How the hell are we supposed to break in when it's always open, and there's a bunch of security?
Brown eyes follow the two security guards posted at the front entrance. He can barely make out the gleam of multiple security cameras as well. Ash huffs in annoyance. This is ridiculous.
"If the drugs really did come in on the hot air balloon, then it probably landed on the roof. We might have a better chance going in that way once they unloaded everything. I don't know if they have cameras up there or not though. Maybe Haunter can check it out?"
Nodding at his partner, Ash releases Haunter from his pokeball. The gas pokemon floats lazily in front of them as it takes in his new surroundings.
"Haunter, can you check out the top of that tall building there? How many cameras there are and if anything is up there?"
The ghost pokemon fades off into the darkness to follow orders. The duo go back to observing the building before them as they patiently wait for their scout to return. Fifteen minutes later, a chilling wave that raises the hair on the back of their necks announces Haunter's return. Turning towards his pokemon, he blinks in surprise at the small glowing piece of black fabric floating next to Haunter.
"Did you find this on the roof?"
A purple disembodied hand forms a thumbs up sign in Haunter's way of affirming his suspicions. He grabs the fabric and hands it off to Gary to study. Locking eyes with the ghost pokemon, he quickly rattles a series of yes/no questions.
"Are there people still up there?" Thumb remains up.
"How many?" Two more fingers rise up to join the thumb. Hmm didn't expect that many to guard just the roof. Especially since there are no other buildings this tall in the area.
"Are there security cameras?" Two fingers drop so only the thumb remains.
"More than one?" Haunter's points his thumb down. That's a no then. That's good anyway.
"Hmm...is there a hot air balloon?" Haunter seems to freeze as if hit by a powerful Ice Beam. He rotates his hand slowly up and glares at the rooftop above them. Haunter looks...angry? That can't be a good sign.
Turning towards his partner, he looks to see if Gary has any additional questions.
"Haunter, is there any evidence of the Rare Candies up there? Like the wooden crates we saw on the boat." Thumb down once more. They certainly didn't waste any time if they are done unloading already.
"So the people are just guarding the hot air balloon then?" Hand rotating once more to the affirmative before Haunter floats back towards the start of the alley. Looking back at them, the gas pokemon pauses briefly.
"Go ahead buddy. We will meet you up there."
The duo take a deep relaxing breath as the sinister pressure leaves with Ash's pokemon. Leaning against the wall, Ash observes his partner and runs various scenarios through his head. However, he can't think of a single situation that will get them past the three guards as well as the security camera without raising alarm.
"I have an idea. Gimme a sec."
Ash watches curiously as Gary calls out Fearow and Kadabra. Whispering quietly to them, the psi pokemon jumps onto Fearow's back. The two quickly launch up between the two buildings forming the alley and off into the night. Eyebrow raised, he stares at the brunet. Waiting for an explanation.
"Psychic pokemon can't Teleport unless it can visualize where it wants to go. Fearow is giving Kadabra a bird's eye view of the roof so he can beam us up there. He is also going to use Disable on the guards and Reflect on the camera to freeze the image its recording. That way we can take them out without the camera catching anything."
Ash visualizes the assault in his mind. This might just work. Awesome. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out his rarely used black balaclava and slides it over his head. Gary follows his example as they wait.
He jumps as Kabara suddenly pops into existence in front of them glowing a light blue. Air is sucked from his lungs as everything goes black for a brief moment. The very space around him pressing on his body as if to squeeze him out of existence all together. Before his heart can even begin to speed up in terror, he is standing on the roof.
Turning quickly, he whips out his Ka-Bar with the movement. Ash lets the anger and fear of what they are doing to all of those pokemon wash over him. Letting his countless hours of training take control, he steels his resolve and steps forward and slits the throat of the wide-eyed, paralyzed guard in front of him.
They deserve it for what they are doing to the pokemon. They won't destroy our country. I won't let them.
Spinning around to face his next opponent, he plunges the large knife into the man's heart. Looking quickly to his left, he sees his partner wipe off his Ka-Bar on his target's black shirt. The guard's body hanging in the air by Kadabra's strong psychic power. Cleaning and sheathing his blade, the blue glow surrounding the guards fades causing the corpses to fall to the ground in a pile of bloody limbs.
With a nod towards the patient psi pokemon, Ash moves to the solitary door. A blue screen of light hovers in front of the camera nearby. Hearing a loud tearing sound, he stops in his tracks and quickly looks to the right. Haunter is floating nearby sending wave after wave of shimmering black and purple energy at the heap of white fabric sitting innocently next to a large wicker basket. Ripping the thick fabric into pieces from the sheer force of his Night Shade attacks.
Why is Haunter attacking the balloon? A brief flash of memory from their time in Celadon pops into his head. The man we talked to that told us about the attack in Lavender Town...his friend said that he saw a hot air balloon silhouetted by the flames of the Pokemon Tower...is this the same balloon? Is that why Haunter is destroying it?
The ghost type pokemon glares at him as he approaches with his arms stretched non-threateningly out to the sides.
"Haunter, you destroyed it. There is no way that they can fix it and attack your home again. It's alright."
The gas pokemon watches him warily in silence before slowly floating towards the door and phasing through the metal. They approach cautiously but stop when Haunter returns. Smoke rising from his dark, gaseous body. The lights must be on. Diving into its ball on Ash's belt to recover. Back into the sweet darkness that it calls home for now.
A brief flare of light announces Eevee and Growlithe's emergence from their pokeballs. Opening the door slowly, the two pokemon followed by Pikachu slip into a brightly lit hallway. The two soldiers follow once a soft yip is heard. Pulling out the screen of his comms unit, Ash quickly scans the hallway for any hidden bugs or cameras. Thankfully, there are none.
Pulling out the sample of the Rare Candy powder from the boat, Gary kneels in front of Growlithe for the puppy pokemon to learn the scent. Once the fire-type steps away to sniff the air, the brunet returns the vial back into one of his many pockets.
They slowly make their way down the hallway. Growlithe leading the way, nose to the floor. Eevee and Pikachu beside them, long ears swiveling for any foreign noise that might indicate a confrontation. Ash stares at his comms unit, routinely sweeping the area for bugs and cameras. Gary looks around with weapons ready. Kadabra brings up the rear, ready to disguise their presence or get them out of there at a moment's notice.
Ash loses track of time as they steadily make their way into the depths of the large building. Occasionally, they duck into empty rooms to avoid scientists walking by. Kadabra making sure to hide them from any surveying cameras as soon as Ash detects them.
Peaking around one corner, Ash can make out two guards standing in front of a door at the end of a short hallway. Large red R's sticking out vividly on their dark shirts. A short growl from Growlithe marks the end of their search. The Rare Candies are in there.
The guards, armed with semi-automatics and dressed completely in black with black hats, contrast sharply against the stark white walls. They're talking to each other amicably, not expecting an attack to come from this far inside the building without some form of warning. Quickly scanning the nearby walls, he can't spot any more doors besides the one they just passed a few feet back.
Motioning to the brunet, they take up positions on either side of the door. A short whimper from Eevee indicates people in the room beyond. He scans the room quickly with his comms unit and huffs in annoyance at the small dot indicating a camera in the corner. Showing the screen to Kadabra, they step behind the psi pokemon as it releases a two consecutive waves through the wall and into the room in front of them. One to Disable any people and pokemon inside and a Reflect to block the camera. It huffs in exertion. The constant drain of energy finally catching up to the brown fox-like pokemon.
Sliding open the door, they freeze at the sight of the large room. Two scientists are frozen in the middle, clipboards in hand, heads leaning closer together as if comparing notes. Multiple large cages are spread throughout the room. An Electabuzz, Magmar and Beedrill filling up three of the cages, breathing heavily and shaking just as Larvitar was on the St. Anne. A small, clear container containing tiny white pellets sits on one of the stainless steel tables.
Refined Rare Candies. They are drugging these poor pokemon on purpose?! No creature deserves that!
Jaw tightening in anger, he quickly steps forwards and slits the throats of the two scientists. The blue light coating their skin disappears and the bodies fall with a quiet thump. Stepping forward, he stares sadly at the poison bee pokemon that is glaring heatedly at him.
"I'm sorry they did this to you. You didn't deserve this. No pokemon deserves this."
He turns towards his partner and blinks at a flash of light. The electric and spitfire pokemon disappear into pokeballs which Kadabra returns to his master's waiting hands with a brief pulse of psychic power.
"Gramps can check them out later. We gotta keep going."
Nodding in agreement, he pulls an empty pokeball from the pouch on his belt and tosses it at the bug type. It disappears into the ball and shakes once before stilling. He smiles briefly in thanks at the tired psychic type as it returns the ball to him.
A blast of heat causes him to spin around. He covers his nose at the acrid smell of Rare Candies that Growlithe had just burned. Quickly calling out Pidgeot, he orders for her to use a gentle Gust attack to disperse the smell of the burning drugs before anyone can come investigate. The brief vacuum formed from her attack also successfully puts out the flames.
Sighing in relief, he returns his flyer and joins his partner at the far wall. If this is the testing room, then the next room must be the refining room. Too bad there is no windows we can peek through.
"Almost done Kadabra. Use Miracle Eye on the wall so we can see the next room. You can have a break after that." Gary whispers to his psychic pokemon.
Focusing on the wall in front of them, small brown hands start to wave in front of them, moving slowly as a bright blue light swirls in front of them. A large floating purple eye forms against the concrete wall. Fuzzy objects can be seen through it. Ash leans closer to try to make out more details.
"Focus!"
He jumps at the sharp command from his partner. Glancing to the side, Ash looks over the clearly exhausted pokemon and his angered partner. Just as he is about to rebuke the brunet for pushing the psychic type too hard, Kadabra tenses and growls lowly. Blue light flares. Causing the image to immediately sharpen.
Glancing through the portal, he looks over the large room. Large metal tanks stand in a line with multitudes of pipes running throughout the large apparatus. On one end, two scientists oversee various guards, also in black with the unnecessarily large red R on the front, open wooden crates and pour the powdered Rare Candies into the first tank. Following the machinery down to the other end of the room, he watches two more guards argue with a small group of scientists as they look over the finished product.
Tilting his head to the side, he squints at the two guards. They look familiar but where could I have seen them before? Brown eyes widen as the smaller guard takes off their hat and throws it at the face of one of the scientists. Long red hair spills down from its previous confines. He shakes his head in astonishment and confusion as he stares at the two familiar figures.
Jessica Rochester and James Morgan.
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AN: What other pokemon should Jessie and James have besides their main ones? They need a full team after all! Any suggestions?
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Next up: Chapter 31 - Confusion
