I do not own pokemon or any reference I may make, they belong to their respective owners.

Characters are based of me and my friends with a few twists.

Author's Note: To those who ask, no the pokemon do not talk and the humans do not understand them, I, the author, am only translating what they are saying.

"Alright, here's another staircase."

My disguise seemed to be working pretty well, being that I had just gone up a floor without any of the Rockets looking at me suspiciously.

"What's that?" A sound was heard ahead of me, probably someone else going up the floors. I ran up to see who it was and not very surprisingly it was-

"Hey Salem"

He turned to look who had called him, but he also continued to walk and tripped up the flank of stairs. "Yup that's Salem. Him and his clumsiness."

He pushed himself up and went on guard.

"Who are you and how do you kno- Eddy, is that you?"

"How'd you know?"

"Well first of all, you called my name, secondly, your shouldn't be wearing your goggles and bag, it completely gives you away"

"I just tell'em that I'm a rookie, so they let me go."

"Well, if that works, then okay."

We continued walking up to the next floor.

"So, any idea how many floors there are?"

"There are eleven floors"

I stopped. "I gotta go up six more floors? I can barely run up three floors! Way too many stairs." I sadly said.

"Well you could always take the elevator."

"What elevator?"

"The building's elevator. You didn't notice it?"

I walked ahead and opened the door. "Let's just go."

A long wall was the first thing we saw, one end lead to a corridor, the other had a closed door that was guarded by a Rocket, and crying was heard from the other side.

"So what now?" Salem whispered.

"Follow my lead." I told him.

I took the end with the Rocket. "Hey, I've got a prisoner here."

"Where did you find him?"

"In the staircase."

"And you were there because?"

"Um, I … was told to come to this floor to help with anything."

He turned and opened the door. "Put him in there and get that man to shut up."

Upon turning around, he noticed Salem's Alakazam out. "Disable!"

The Rocket twitched and then fell over. "Well that was easy."

Inside was a conference table and a few people, one was a man, well into his thirties, crying his eyes out.

"Alright people, Get up and go before anymore Rockets so up"

"Thank you."

"Get a hold of yourself!" a woman scolded the man. They all ran out as quickly as possible.

"Well let's go before we run into trouble." Salem suggested. I liked the idea.

"Trouble's already here," but of course we couldn't just leave. Behind us was some guy in a cape, he looked like a Juggler. "I've already contacted the rest of Team Rocket on this floor and their on they're way."

"Eddy you take this guy and I'll take the group coming here. Catch up when you're done."

I called out Yoruichi, while the Juggler brought out a pokemon that had a round, white body with a red spot in the middle. It had light-pink arms and legs which were connected to its body by red spheres, five-fingered hands and black feet that curl upward at the end, and a pink head with red cheeks and blue, frizzy hair.

"Mr. Mime, use Psychic!"

"Dodge!"

Mr. Mime's eyes glowed and it stretched out its arms, but Yoruichi had already run around him.

"Now Bite!"

He lunged forward, fangs bearing, but a blue barrier appeared around the mime pokemon.

"Dude," I called to the Juggler. "you should be entertaining children, why are you with Team Rocket?"

"They pay well. Plus I got fired from any job involving working with children. Double Slap!"

The mime pokemon ran towards Yoruichi, with its hand in the hand.

"Well what'd you do? Quick Attack and Bite!"

Yoruichi sped behind Mr. Mime and bit him in the arm. It waved its arm until he was able to shake Yoruichi off. "Now, Pin Missle!"

Yoruichi let loose a hail of needles, but they were repelled by a yellow screen.

"I used to be a mall Santa. A kid asked me for a fire truck, so I had drop one on the kids house. Magical Leaf!"

I was shocked. "That's terrible!"

Rainbow colored leaves appeared out of no where in front of Mr. Mime and then shot forward at Yoruichi. He ran to another location, but the leaves homed in on the little dog.

"Tsk, Thunder Bolt."

"Light Screen!"

Yoruichi sent a bolt of lighting towards Mr. Mime, but once again the attack was blocked by a yellow screen of light.

"Now Psychic!"

"Use Quick Attack and run around him."

The speedy dog ran circles around the mime pokemon, not giving an opportunity to attack, but he was stopped by a table being dropped in his path.

"Now throw it at him!"

The table propelled and slammed into Yoruichi, squishing him into the wall.

"Well that was fun, what else you got?"

"Damn!"

A crack was heard, it came from the table, which was sparking and then broke into pieces which scattered throughout the room. A blur was seen and then something rammed into Mr. Mime.

"Yes, were still in. Now use Pin Missle"

Yoruichi let out another barrage of needles, which impaled Mr. Mime and stuck him onto the wall.

"Yeah, good guys win another."

The Juggler returned his pokemon and sent out another. This time it was what looked like an upside-down pokeball, with eyes and a mouth.

"You know, you remind me of another kid that sat on my lap, a cancer patient, asked me to get rid of his cancer." he said

"I don't like where this is going..."

"So I blew him up with Electrode, no more cancer"

"My god you are one of the worst mall Santa's ever, right after the ones who molest small kids."

"So I'm the worst."

"Um, well, Shut up!" I yelled embarrassed.

"Electrode, Explosion!" it glowed.

"Oh Shit! Run!" I cried, but we were unable to get out of the blast radius. "Damn, that hurt." I slowly pushed myself up. I turned to look at the damage and what was there was a giant hole in the ceiling and the floor, the Juggler nowhere to be found.

"Damn, better go check on Salem." I returned Yoruichi to his ball and made my way to the sound of battle.

"Slash, Flamethrower, Psychic!"

I found Salem and in front of him was a horde of Rockets and their pokemon, but they were being held back by his Scyhther, Alakazam, and an orange dragon with a long neck and two horns on the back of its head, two wings which were blue in front and a large tail with a flame on the end.

"You holding up?" I asked. Without turning around.

"Yeah, what was that sound?" Finally turning around. "What happened to you?"

"There was an explosion."

"Alright I think I figured out what happened. Night Slash."

His Scyther ran towards the army in front, its blades covered in dark energy. He slashed at every single one, a Golbat had tried to strike while Scyther's back was turned, but he ducked and countered it. He dodged and countered everything they threw at him.

"Damn, fast and strong."

"Psychic and Energy Ball!"

Nothing could get close to Alakazam at all; all pokemon that tried to attack it was caught and levitated around. While they were suspended, they were stricken with a green orb of energy.

"Flamethrower!"

The rest of the Rockets pokemon focused on attacking Salem's dragon, but they were unable to withstand the force of the flames that engulfed them.

"Hey Eddy, I got everything under control here, so you go on ahead."

"You sure?" I questioned.

We looked at the Rockets and their pokemon failing to take down Salem's pokemon.

"Yeah I'm pretty sure. You need to rest up, taking an explosion can't be good."

"Alright thanks. Catch up later."

I ran as fast as I could in my current state and headed up another set of stairs, continuing up the building. Half way through I realized something.

"Dammit there's an elevator."

Double Update, Chapter's 32 and 33.

Well we've seen how much stronger Salem has become, too bad Firaga isn't fully evolved, but that will come when it does.

Anyways next time we continue beating the Rockets that have taken over Silph. Co.

Also have a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone.

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