"Naruto, listen to me," Danzo said with his eye's closed. "You can't do missions. You still need to train, not to mention the only mission you'll have will be your last, OK?"

With the morals and the attitude of root engraved in Naruto's conscious, he still can't help but feel left out. Naruto looked down at his hand, and clenched hard. Danzo caught that and shook his wrinkled head, "fool. I guess I still have much to teach you make you lose those unnecessary emotions."

"Yes, Master," Naruto said emotionless, but if you heard clearly you could detect a hit of disappointment, anger, and sadness deep inside.

"Hn, rid yourself of these emotions Naruto. You don't need them. Remember you'll valuable to everyone here."

"Yes... Master."

"Good." He commented as he left, leaving Naruto to his own thoughts.

The light in the ceiling glowed brightly. The force of the ray made Naruto cover his eyes when he barely opened'em.

"You're awake I see," A voice said cheerfully. Naruto tried to see who talked to him only for the light in the ceiling to blind his vision. He tried to stand up, but couldn't because straps where holding him back. His vision blurred and his body strapped to the table he realized he must have been captured, but, by whom?

"Che, I'm sorry, but I can't let you go... yet. Not until the Indigo League finishes that is."

Naruto, with his eye's closed, choose not to answer. After all, what would he get out of that? He could ask, "where am I", or, "why am I here?" But that would be pointless... besides, he's been trained to get out of situations like this, but never actually done it, he realized.

Damn, he thought to himself as he heard footsteps echo through the corridors. I wonder why I never gotten a mission to improve my experience. It's true. Danzo, never left Naruto leave his sight; never. Always training. That's what Danzo made Naruto do all the time. So, Naruto never actually never accumulated any experience from real life fights. Maybe that's why he failed his first mission? But it's weird... and un - heard of for a person to have his or her first mission to assassinate a kage, right? Was this a set – up, no, Naruto tried to reassure himself. Still, if he looked at the facts now instead of then he might of realized that it was.

My Master will never betray me. No matter. A foreign emotion was what Naruto felt at the moment. He felt like kicking himself now. He trained but he still can't can't get rid of these damned emotions!

Drowning in his own thoughts, Naruto failed to notice that more people entered the room where he was being held.

"This is the guy?" One commented.

"Yeah. He'd pull out this freaky move and blasted the Pokemon."

"Really? You sure? If so, then that is some David Copperfield shit."

"Doubt it, could be a joke or something."

"Hn, maybe we'll get more answers actually asking the guy!."

Meanwhile, deep in thought, Naruto reached out only for the darkness to consume him. Minutes, seconds, hours, and even years; that's how Naruto felt through the darkness. Until he finally landed right in a deep forest type area filled with chains and rotten flesh around. In the center stood a cage, a big cage that reeked of death. The trees surrounding the cage looked wilted and down right dead compared to the ones behind the blond. Some even had faces of mutated humans who'd been tortured till death.

Naruto, though emotionless, was not even remotely used to such a scene. Sure he'd been trained to kill, and ask questions later but he'd never experienced witnessing death first hand. Like a battle field with bodies around, etc...

So, for a child his age, it wasn't as much as a surprise for him to cover his eyes.

What is this place, he thought with dread as he glanced at the rotten forest between his fingers. I don't remember ever being here? Or, how exactly I got here? Maybe they killed me? But such a thought is absurd, I can't be dead.

You're not dead puny mortal, though, I wish you were.

"Who said that?" Naruto demanded as soon as he heard the voice.

Me? Not important. But what is; is how you exactly got here in my plane.

"What plane?"

The boundary between dimensions fool! This is the second time you've got here! Once is, was a mistake on my part, but a second time is a mockery to my job! So, I demand to know how you got here!

The sheer killing intent behind the words spoken from whatever the voice, shook Naruto to his very core. And for the first time in a while, Naruto felt fear. Not the usual fear of being punished for disobeying or anything like that, but the fear of death.

"W-w, who are you?" Naruto surprised himself. Never had he stuttered in his life. Not even when he received his punishments and training. He took them head on, but for him to stutter just from KI; that means that whatever he pissed off must be a real big deal.

Answer me!

"I-I, I don't know exac-.

"Good you're awake."

Cold – hard sweet fell from Naruto's forehead as he bolted up from his "dream." He frantically looked around, spotting five people around him, and calmed down. He regained his emotionless, expressionless demeanor after a deep breathe. He sighed and laid back down with a close of his eyes, that is, until he realized he could move!

"Uh-huh, can't let you do that. Machamp, hold him down."

Before the blond could move the buff humanoid looking thing grabbed him by his shoulders and wrestled with him until the pokemon pinned him down.

Trying desperately to get away, Naruto quit after realizing how useless is might be to lose his strength trying to get out of the grip. So, he just laid there with a blank expression on his face.

"Now, that must have been a pretty hard dream for you to be sweating like that, eh?"

Naruto said nothing. He continued to look up, not blinking once even if the ray from the ceiling light is damaging his vision.

"Well, it's okay if you don't talk, but we do need some questions that need answers. And you, my friend are the only one even capable of answering'em."

Silence quickly covered the area. Seconds past, then minutes until Naruto sighed and turned his head to look at those present. He silently took in their appearance with a single glance and said, "Hn."

Their clothes were pretty much the same. Each of them wearing short black – tee, with pants that reach till their ankles in an almost fagoty – way. Thing is that each had a logo on their shit. A big red R.

Naruto looked around until he spotted the supposed leader, "Depends," he said emotionless. "What do I get out of this?"

Caught by surprise at how cold the blond sounded, the "leader" of the group responded, "Well, we can't talk here. How 'bout I take you to the boss and there you can talk 'bout the terms?" He grinned at thoughtful look Naruto had.

The team looked at their "leader" with a raised eyebrow, "What re you doing?" the one closest to him whispered harshly.

Naruto caught this action, but said nothing, continuing his act of "thinking."

"Listen. Didn't the boss said to get him? That's wh-"

"OK, then," Naruto interrupted. The team turned to look back at the blond. "I'll go, but you better not break your word."

Not fazed by Naruto's threat, the "leader" grinned and looked at his team with an almost lewd expression, "Let's go. Mission accomplished.

Walking up to room 275, Nurse Joy silently opened the door. She gently placed the food in the counter and looked at the patient.

"Hm, it appears as though you're doing better than expected Lance."

"Yeah," he replied, his voice sounding scratchy and a little gruff. "Thanks to my pokemon. Their more useful than any medicine you know."

The Nurse rolled her eyes, "only you can say such a corny line Lance."

He chuckled dryly.

"Now, time for your shot," she said almost happily.

He paled. Ever since he can remember he has hated shots. He believes their the work of the devil, only that once shot, you become a whore. Mother always said he had a weird perspective in life and whatnot but this takes the cake.

"Uh, I think I'm feeling better, so..."

"Non – sense, you'll still young. You still have to keep up your youth!"

"Oh, go-."

RING!

Just as Nurse Joy was about to inject Lance, the security alarm rang, alerting everybody in the area.

"Oh no!" Nurse joy said dramatically.

"Oh yeeaah." Lance, if he could, would of pumped his hand up in the air. Needle avoided, thank you god!

"Hey Ash! You'd been spacing out ever since Lance and that infamous guy came in. You have to get it together man. If you don't; you'll gonna lose. Like today for example; you almost lost!" Brock said to Ash as they sat in a restaurant. He took a bite of his burger before sighing.

"Yeah, I know Brock. But, it's just that those two guys are so awesome. And that makes me think if I'll ever be like them."

Misty gave him a pitied look, after all, she understands how he feels. She's been feeling like that every time she's with her sisters. Their looks, their charm, their luck! Everything is what Misty secretly wished she'd received instead of her conceited sisters.

Brock; however, did not.

"Ash, don't try to be some else. You can't just compare yourself like that to other people you know. It's not right."

"Yeah, well, it's not the first time. I feel like this all the time, actually."

"Well, you need to stop. You can never be some else. Being yourself is the only thing some one is good at."

Misty looked at Brock in a new light. He sounded almost like a sage.

"However, sometimes I wish I was a female so I can rub myself "

Misty's outlook on Brock shattered as fast as it came. She didn't let him finish his thoughts because it was, too, dirty for Ash to know. She looked at Ash, her eyebrow twitching, and said, "well Brock is right. I personally know how it feels to compare yourself with other people. The "what if" situations. It only depresses yourself and slowly makes you lose your confidence, and other... things..." she trailed off.

'Anyways, don't let go."

"Uh, what?" Ash said with a raised eyebrow.

She grabbed him by his hand, "Don't let go."

"Ok, well I better rest for tomorrows match."

"Wai-"

RING!

Attention! Team Rocket has taken the Infamus Vermillion Pokemon Beater hostige and are on the run. So, everybody, please stay in your house, apartment, pokemon center, etc... and DON'T come out! I repeat, "Dont' come OUT! That is all.

"Team Rocket, this could be serious. As-" Misty looked around only to see Ash gone.

"Ash?"

"Boobies." she heard Brock mumble from the floor. Her tick mark returned.

Could he actually be kidnapped? No, impossible, Ash thought to himself. He absolutely refused to believe that the Infamous Vermillion Pokemon Beater was... captured. He heard (only one time) that he's strong, so, there should be no way for him to be captured, right?

"Pigeot! I choose you!" Ash yelled as he threw his pokeball through the air. A bright beam erupted from the pokeball, and out came out a big bird that looked more vicious than fragile.

"Brrrbrr!" The pokemon exclaimed; flapping it's wing, making dirt and grass fly in the air. The pokemon lowered it's head, and gazed at Ash.

"Let's go. I'm trying to find someone."

The pokemon nodded and flew high into the sky.

The people in the background squinted their eyes and looked to the horizon where Ash literally flew off.

"What a gay kid," most murmured to themselves.

Naruto sat in the back of what they call a "van" with an expressionless face. However, in the inside he continued to go over his plan.

Wait for the right opportunity, and kill them before they summon their summons, and leave – wait; that might be to early. They might anticipate this kind of attack. I can't rush... come on... hm, that... could... work?

As Naruto contemplated on his "plan," the Team Rocket gang had a discussion of their own.

"You know, what if the boss gives us a bonus for this?"

"Well, if that would happen then I'll probably go out drinking till I'll drop, but I doubt that will happen."

"Yeah, I agree with him. I doubt we'll get a bonus for this."

"Why not?"

"Well, I vaguely recall Buch capturing a rare pokemon that the boss wanted but he didn't get anything but a a cold stare."

One of the members scratched his chin.

"Maybe, but ours is different, right?"

They shook their heads.

"Nope. If it was, the the boss would of sent out more to help us."

"Tru-.

Before he could finish his sentence, Naruto took the opportunity to slip through Machamp's hold and to attack the one closest to him.

"Little punk," one of them sneered. "Get him!"

Naruto gave a very tiny smirk.

He dodged the Machamps tackle and opened the back door of the van. The Machamp and one of the team rocket members left through the back door in a flash.

Naruto was about to jump out, too; but he heard a sound of light, and he knew what that meant.

Fuck.

But the situation proved to be in his advantage. Why?

Fact: There are a total of 4 team rocket members in the van. Fact: originally there were 5 + 1 huge pokemon. Fact: 3 of the four Team Rocket members released their pokemon in the van. Fact: some of the pokemon are huge in length or fat in width. Fact: the back door of the van is open. Fact is; everybody is cramped in the van with no room to move or to attack. However, since Naruto was in the front of the van, he was able to use the pokemon to his advantage. One push, and they're out.

He smirked and went through a set of hand seals and called out his attack: Tempest Thrust. He gathered as much of the foreign energy and released the energy combined with the Earth's current. The air swept inside the van, right between the two forces and attacked the Team Rocket members. The wind blasted them from the van and they went flying out of the van right into different opposing trees. Unfortunately for them, their rough impact disturbed the environment and the pokemon living there. They attacked in groups onto the unconscious members and pokemon. They would eventually wake up half-dead later on.

Meanwhile,with Naruto, he stayed inside the van, tired as hell. He literally had to take a deep breathe just to catch and match his lung capacity. However, what he didn't realize is that nobody is there to operate the van, so, the van spinned out of control and crashed into a tree itself a few yards away from the Team Rocket members.

Naruto groaned a little, the bruses and fatigle from his match with Dragonnite already getting to him. I shouldn't have used Tempest Thrust. I'm, too, tired now to even move... dammit. He let the darkness consume him.

It was a few minute later where Ash found the crashed van and the sleeping blond in it. He cringed at the sight of blond. He's never seen blond flow out of some body so fast in his life. This was a first. Bt he steeled his nerves and gathered enough balls to help the poor "dying," to him, blond in front of him. He hoisted him up and with great difficulty carried him right next to his Pigeot. He huffed and wiped a bit of sweat that gathered on his ten-year-old forehead.

"Pigeot," he too a pause to catch his breath. "Can-can you carry him and me back to the Pokemon center?"

Pigeot roared in affirmative. The huge slipped one of her wings underneath the blond and picked him up, allowing him to roll down her wings and into her back. She motioned for Ash to follow suit.

"Thanks buddy."

He took is place next to the blond and cradled him to make sure Naruto doesn't fall down during the flight. Ash sigh, and gazed at the blond. Wow, he's the same age as me. I wonder if what he did is true. He was thoughtful for a second, but then decided to question later when they arrive into the Pokemon center. He didn't like thinking when thinking at the same time.

That hurt his brain.

Naruto.

Naruto heard somebody whisper his name. It was soft, but full of command, and anger. Yet, the whisper seemed to carry a little warmth, only a bit.

Naruto

It was there again. The voice. Who could be calling him? Was it his subconscious? Or was it... that being. The one who made him shake in fear. No-

Naruto

-this one is different. This one is not as majestic as the one from the plane.

Naruto!

And with that start, he woke up, eyes wide, and heavy from panting. He looked around the room to see the same white tiles on the floor, and the same white paintings on the wall.

I'm back in the hospital, he realized. But how? The last thing he remembered was being inside the "van" with those "strangers." What the hell happened when he was knocked out?

And he didn't like that. Not one bit.

He got up—when he realized he wasn't cuffed and restrained like last time—and moved towards the door. He felt tired, uneasy, and hungry. When was the last time he'd eaten anyways?

He forgot.

Naruto grabbed the door handle and pulled open. He gazed emotionlessly at the a boy—about his age—that sat, there in front of his room, fast asleep. But what caught his attention was a... rodent—of some kind, or something—that was curled up in his legs.

Naruto's mouth twitched ever-so-slightly at that.

The yellow, rodent, thing twitched it's ears,and it's head snapped up fast.

Naruto was about to move when he felt his leg give out. He dropped to a knee and started to cough hard and deep.

What? Naruto asked himself concerned, slight dropping of the eyes to gaze at himself. He wasn't expecting this to happen. He forced his cough down and and looked back up to see the kid being slapped by the yellow "thing."

He cursed.

He realized that that "thing," was trying to wake the kid up.

And he couldn't allow that to happen.

With a burst of speed, Naruto ran at the rodent, with was only three steps, and grabbed it by the tail. Naruto reinforced his grip when he felt it slipping and, with momentum, threw it to his room and quickly closed the door.

Naruto heard the thing squeak in surprise then scream out a bit in anger and in pain, and a waterfall of lightning surrounded the room occupying the "thing," or Pokemon as they call it.

Naruto sighed in relief and then cursed when he looked back at the kid.

"Y-you awake!" he yelled, half-groggy/half-awake.