I never thought I would ever have time to continue this. Well, I can't let this just float around unfinished. Anyways, of course, here's Chapter 8.

Disclaimer: I don't one anything of Pokemon. If I did, honestly the series would be a smothering pile of crap.

Well, things started real badly for our own Ash Ketchum as he stormed through the little town of Pallet determined to cause hell to the one who dared to piss him off to the limit. Professor Oak's lab came into view as he stomped up to it fuming.

With his trusty magnum in one hand, he used to other to bang on the front door of the well known building. Ash was really going to bust a cap up Gary's ass for this one. Just being a regular bastard was one thing, but causing you to get roofied by someone you dearly prayed to never have physical contact with was a whole different story.

Ash continued banging on the door until it finally opened. When he saw who answered, he sighed in deep annoyance. Tracey was standing there with one of those creepy smiles of his.

"Well, hello Ash darling, have you come to see Professor Oak?" Tracey asked in an unusually feminine tone. Ash cringed, "Uh…..hey Tracey, actually I was looking for Gary, you know where he is?"

Tracey smiled, batted his eyes, and ran a finger through his hair," You might want to ask the Professor because I don't know where he is," he then put on hand on his hip and used to the other as a gesture as he spoke," Oak is out back, currently he doesn't want any visitors, however I guess you're an exception."

Ash forced a smile and looked horrified at what Tracey was wearing, "Errr…Tracey? Aren't those shorts, well, too short for you?"

Tracey had on a rather skimpy pair of purple shorts Ash swore were made for women. Tracey gave a girly smile, "Well, I thought they really showed off the tone of my legs, don't you think as well?"

Again Ash forced a smile, "Yeah Tracey, err……… they do, well…uh I guess I better go see Oak now.

Tracey stepped aside to allow Ash in, "Oh do me a favor won't you Ash sweety? Tell Brock to call me, he never returns my calls."

Ash hid a small laugh, "Yeah, I'll do that for you, or as a better idea, how about I give you his chick cell number?"

Tracey smiled widely at this as Ash wrote down the number and gave it to him, "Thanks Ash, you don't know how much this means to me."

Ash continued to hide his laughter, "Yeah whatever." As Ash was going down the hallways he couldn't help but grin. Pissing Brock off was a habit of his.

He walked up to the door of Prof. Oak's office. Before his hand could touch the knob, he heard the old geezer mumbling to himself. Curious he pressed his ear against the door. "Good God she has some nice knockers up there, man I would………………."

Having enough, Ash abruptly kicked the door down only now wishing he didn't. Professor Samuel Oak was sitting in his chair, reading a Hustler magazine, with his pants halfway down.

In utter silence, they both stared at each other until……..

"WOULD YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF MY OFFICE!!!!!!!!" Professor Oak roared while fumbling with his pants to pull them up.

Ash narrowly dodged a textbook that was thrown at him, "Well sorry," Ash replied his tone dripping with sarcasm," I had no idea that interrupting someone jacking off was severely life threatening."

Prof. Oak, still furious, buckled up his pants and put the dirty magazine in his desk drawer with a slam. "I told that damn fruitcake of an assistant to not let anyone in! If he wasn't a guy it would be the duck tape and I'd…………..

Oak suddenly stopped and looked over at Ash who looked back bugged eyed. "Ummmm, you didn't hear me say that."

Ash shook himself out of his stupor, "I knew there was something fucked up about you, anyway, have you seen Gary?"

Oak rubbed his chin, "Actually he left for Sinnoh, he seemed like he was in a hurry." He shot Ash a suspicious look, "Why, are you trying to kill him again?"

Ash quickly put his magnum in his back pocket (A/N: don't ask me how) and said with false innocence, "No, I just wanted to catch up like old times."

Oak still gave him the suspicious glance," Well, he won't be back until next month."

Ash was furious as he fought to contain a straight face. 'DAMNIT!'

Suddenly there was a small shuffle at the fallen door. Professor Oak and Ash looked down. Pikachu came in and it appeared to be holding an envelope.

Ash bent down to it, "Hey what do you have buddy?" Pikachu handed him the note trotted to a corner and lit a cigarette. Oak cringed, "You should really get it off the habit."

Ash wasn't paying attention, he was reading the note in shock. Oak looked on curious, "What? What is it?"

Ash handed him the letter completely pale. Oak looked down at down.

Dear stupid twerp,

We have your girlfriend, was it Maggie? Mary? Oh right May. If you ever want to see her again, you have to confront us alone and comply to our demands. No cops, and don't even think about bringing that damn gun!

Sincerely you bastard,

Team Rocket

Oak looked up from the ransom note confused, "I thought you hated that annoying bitch?"

Ash pointed down to the line Oak missed.

P.S. If don't come, we'll tell everyone about how you two screwed each other.

"SHE RAPED ME!!!" Ash roared.

Once again, Ash is in that same old knot. Will he get out of this situation? Find out next chapter.

Meanwhile in Pewter City………………..

A cell phone rang in a certain squinty eyed gymleader's home.

Brock ran to answer the rarely called cell phone, "Finally! I knew one of those strippers would ring me up!!!"

But as Brock answered it……

"Hey Brocky!! I can't believe you finally decided to chat with me." Said a very girlish male voice. Brock's eyes nearly opened for the first time.

"Tracey what the hell!!!? How did you get this number?"

"Oh, Ash was sweet enough to give me your cell number, so, are we on for next Friday night?"

Brock was on the verge of murder. "DAMN YOU ASH!!!!!!!!!!!"

Wow, I must say this is my longest chapter. Currently I don't know when I'll upload again. Anyways please R and R!!!!!!!!!