"Hello?"

"Oh Erika…uh this is Ethan."

"Oh Ethan, how are you doing? It's been a while since I've heard from you or Jasmine. How are things over in Unova?"

"Ahhh well…they're going peachy…I guess. Yep—"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh…nothing. Nothing at all."

"Nothing."

"Yep, yep."

"Ethan I haven't been your friend for all these years for nothing. Even if I wasn't your friend, your distress is obvious."

"I guess it is. That's why I called you."

"Hehe, I think I already have it figured out. It's between you and Jasmine, isn't it?"

"Yea…yea it is."

"Aren't you already in a relationship?"

"Yes."

"Hmmm so why did you do it?"

"I don't know. I don't even know how it happened."

"Don't you? Maybe you do."

"Ahhh…maybe you're right."

"And you keep wondering if you did the right thing or if you made the right choice."

"Well…that still doesn't excuse what happened."

"Nice to hear but still I want to know why you did it."

"I guess…maybe deep down I would have liked to have a relationship with Jasmine and regret I never took that chance. I should have listened to you."

"So is that how you feel? That you weren't fair to Homika and that you really wanted to be with Jasmine? If that's true, you should have been completely honest with her and broken up with her first."

"Yea you're right. I haven't been fair to either girl."

"So?"

"I first need to make amends with Homika and ask for her forgiveness. She deserves that much."

"Sounds to me like you've decided to stick with Jasmine after all."

"I…don't deserve to be with anyone to be honest. Especially for not being such a…doormat. Look at what I've become, I'm going to become a villain, hated by everyone around, I've cheated on my girlfriend with my best friend and…I can't do anything about it."

"Yes you can."

"I can't, I'm…worthless. Pathetic, not worth anyone's time. I deserve what's coming to me."

Homika stood by the steps toward the back of the stage, leaning on her guitar as the opening act continued on with their song and she hunched over in pain. "Ugh."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm f****** sick to my stomach. My knees are knocking…I want to just sit over a trash can and puke my guts out."

Skyla slapped her on the back. "Then you're doing fine!"

"Just f****** peachy. Just peachy."

"So what's bugging you? It can't be the concert, can it?"

"F*** no. I'm confident about that. I've done it before, and I can do it again. That's actually the least of my issues. It isn't Team Rocket either. I think with another Champion working with us…along with one of the Elite Four here too…we're more than prepared for what they throw our way. It's just…"

The sick feeling in her stomach grew worse and she slumped to one knee. "Oh you must mean our little villain."

"I…I don't think I can face him now."

"Why? What happened?"

"I…oh…I'm just nervous. He beat me pretty badly before and I'm hoping that doesn't happen again," she said, coming up with the fastest lie she could. She didn't have it in her heart to tell Skyla what really bugged her.

"Oh, really? I thought you were talking about all those tabloid reports that are just killing Ethan. Painting him as an—"

"Yea…"

"But they're tabloids! Who takes that stuff seriously?"

"When it comes to Ethan and…Jasmine? I…I wouldn't be surprised."

"Huh, you really think he would cheat on you with her?"

"W-well, I…I just wonder about those two."

"Huh, but aren't you the HBIC?"

"I…" she said before turning to the side and throwing up. She wiped her mouth clean as the sick feeling in her stomach began to subside a bit. "Ahhh…I…f***! You bet I'm the HBIC! And don't you forget it!"

Skyla laughed. "Oh really? Then what is the HBIC gonna do?"

Homika rested the guitar on her shoulder. "What am I gonna do? That's simple Red; I'm not giving him up without a fight. If she thinks she can just take my boyfriend from me…hah! She's in for a big f****** surprise!"

She felt something tap her on the head and it felt like a stick or something. "Tee hee, you know, I think I'm beginning to warm to you. Think you could use a little more help?"

Homika turned to see the Grass gym leader from Kanto standing behind her and Skyla, her umbrella resting on her head. Erika pulled it back and rested it on her shoulder. "Huh, aren't you Erika? What are you doing here?"

Erika spun the umbrella on her shoulder. "Me? Oh, I'm here to help. Well actually, I think I need to give Ethan a good bop on the head or two."

"A good bop on the head? Well I was planning to do that but well…"

"He really needs it."

"Hey, do you know if what they're saying is true…about Ethan and Jasmine?"

Erika tapped her lips. "Hmmm I wonder too. Why not ask him yourself?"

"That f***** won't give me an answer I bet. He'll just clam up; he's become kind of pathetic as of late. What happened to the guy I fell in love with?"

"He's still there, deep down. Seems like he's going through quite a bit which is why I'm just a tad annoyed with Jasmine for pushing herself on him. Ethan went along with it but he isn't the type to pursue that himself."

Homika gripped the guitar, wishing she could crush it with her bare fingers. How pathetic, so it was true. If he were standing here, the first thing she would do was kick him in the gut. "How dare he. How could he do that? How could he betray my trust like…f*******************! I'm such an idiot!"

"That was a quick change of tune."

She put a hand on her hip. "I hate his guts but…I guess I would be a an equal b**** for dumping his a** like a hot potato. How many times have I had to come back to him, groveling for an apology because I hurt him?"

Skyla looked at her hand and began to count on her fingers. "Ahh well…how many times has that happened?"

"Too f****** much. We're two miserable f**** who deserve each other," she said with a smirk. She heard the opening act began to finish their last song and sighed. "Yea. If you can help knock some sense into him…that would be cool."

"I'm sure I can."

She grasped the guitar and flipped the strap over her shoulders. "Time to get this f****** show on the road!"

She walked up the stairs as she heard the crowd chant her name; it felt like the greatest pick me up she had felt in a long time. Suddenly all her troubles seemed to melt away as the chants grew louder and louder. F*** Jasmine and her boyfriend stealing ways. F*** Team Rocket for making a mess of everything. F*** Ethan for losing sight of who he was. F*** all of it because it was time to play. She grabbed the mike and screamed into it. "Hello Castelia, do you know what time it is?" She yelled as she grabbed the mike and strode out to the edge of stage and held it out toward the crowd. They roared in approval and she nodded. "That's right! You know what f****** time it is! It's good to see all of you and you know what? I have one thing to say…f*** Team Rocket! F*** all of them, they think they can keep the Queen of Rock down? Well can they?"

The crowd roared its answer and she grinned. "That's right! They aren't gonna stop us because we're here to stay!" She yelled as she held up her fingers and snapped them. The band behind her began to play the familiar lyrics to her trademark song and she tapped her feet along with the beat. She turned and began to stride toward the back before spinning back around and slashing her fingers across the strings, causing a large shower of purple and green sparks to erupt from the edges of the stage. "D! O!—"

Suddenly the lights darkened, including the entire stage and the Team Rocket logo flashed on the screen behind her. Ethan tossed down a red smoke ball as he and Jasmine appeared on the edge of the stage back to back. If he was gonna go evil, he would do it on the biggest stage in front of everyone. Jasmine gave his hand a tight squeeze as he held out a Pokeball toward Homika. "F*** Team Rocket huh? I wonder about that!"

Jasmine tipped her cap. "You know what they say? Prepare for trouble!"

"Yes yes well let's make it double!"

"To protect the world from destruction!"

"To unite all the people's within our nation!"

Jasmine giggled. "To denounce the evils of truth and love."

Ethan outstretched hand to the sky toward the Team Rocket logo. "To extend to our reach to the stars above. Ethan!"

"And Jasmine—"

"F*** you! You think you can just interrupt my concert? I got a surprise for you!" Homika screamed. She strode toward the back, swinging her hips before jumping into the air and belting out a loud note on her guitar, causing a huge shower of purple and green sparks to appear in front of her. Ethan nodded. As he expected, she had a plan. Who would appear behind the shower? Skyla and Iris? Maybe even Marlon or Cilan. Even one of the Elite Four wouldn't shock him to be honest. Suddenly a familiar voice could be heard and he suddenly lost his voice.

"You've gotten just a bit to drunk on the dark side, don't you think? Gotten a little too cocky, haven't you?"

He heard an umbrella open up and his heart fell. He looked over at Jasmine, who looked just as stunned. "Yea well he's prone to that. Perhaps it's time to teach him a lesson. Or two…or even three."

The lights returned to the stage as Crystal and Erika appeared on stage in front of Homika. "Well what about this? Coming all the way from Kanto and Johto, can I introduce the Champion and the Gym Leader of Celadon City, Crystal and Erika!"

"C-C-Crystal? W-what are you doing here?"

Crystal tossed a Pokeball up and down in her hand. "Perhaps I should ask the same question. Joining up with Team Rocket, that's not you."

"M-maybe it is!"

"Is it?"

"Yes it is," Jasmine yelled.

"Oh shut up Jasmine," Erika said with a smile. She took out a Pokeball of her own. "I think the two of you—"

"Looks like you'll have the three of us to worry about," Archer said as he walked onto the stage from the side. He took out a Pokeball of his own. "Team Rocket sticks together."

Crystal winked. "You know, I had a feeling you all would start to show like roaches. Good thing I was able to coerce my dear little cousin into lending a hand."

Her cousin? He was still trying to recover from the shock of having to face Crystal of all people. Erika being here didn't help matters but a third person? Who would it be this time? A Pokeball flew from the crowd and landed on stage, summoning a Meganium of all things. "Is that who I think it is?" Jasmine asked.

"Leave Crystal to me. I'm sure you can take out Erika all the same," he said. He walked forward as the boos began to rain down. He nodded as he took it all in. "You know Crystal, you seem pretty confident. Too bad I've been doing some traveling around, you won't be prepared for—"

"Ethan, I'm the Champion. It's my job to keep tabs on my rivals and be prepared for anything they can dish out. And I think I would keep tabs on my oldest and greatest rival. And guess what? I haven't exactly been sitting around all day either!" She said as she summoned her signature Pokemon and the one she had the longest, Feraligatr. It outstretched its arms and let out a loud roar. Getting the infamous duel out of the way first, huh?

"What a shame. Wiggler has a pretty good track record with that gator," he said as he summoned Wiggler to the fight. Wiggler let out a squeak but before either could respond, her Pokemon appear magically appeared behind him and smacked him with a sucker punch before reappearing in its old spot. "Hey, when did he learn—"

He didn't get to finish as the Pokemon changed in appearance to its actual form, Zoroark. He summoned Wiggler back and brought out Pitch, figuring he could deal with Zoroark's speed better. "A Braviary, huh? Not bad, not bad."

Pitch let out a chirp as he took to the skies. Zoroark watched him fly into the air but didn't seem concerned. Or even like he cared. Pitch turned and nose bombed toward Zoroark but he knew this routine, he would let up and fly off in a different direction, avoiding whatever attack came his way. Just as he got close enough, Zoroark changed forms, turning into a Zapdos of all things. "I hope that bird can take this."

"Ahh Pitch, you better—"

Zoroark let out a cry as it unleashed a bolt of lightning right in Pitch's face. What's worse is that the poor bird began to flutter down to the ground. "You're kidding me? One hit and he's out? Ahh come back Pitch," he said as he summoned him back to his ball. He took out another Pokeball and brought out Wiggler again. "I'll just get this fight out of the way—"

"Is that so? Maybe I should do the same," Crystal said. She summoned Zoroark back and brought out one of her staples, Tyranitar. It roared in anger and Wiggler let out a squeak.

"It's okay, he's as slow as a sloth."

Crystal ignored him and summoned Gengar. It's glowed red and suddenly a large light blue rectangle appeared over the stage before vanishing a few seconds later. He looked around as she summoned it back. "As slow as a sloth? Not anymore!"

"Crystal, what are you talking about?"

"Ever heard of Trick Room?"

Wiggler let out a worried squeak but he didn't get to react as her Tyranitar charged forward and smacked into Wiggler, sending him flying off the stage. He watched him go and summoned him back. He wasn't gonna let him face a Tyranitar that could move like that. It would be a bloodbath. Not good, he was already down two Pokemon and what made things worse is that Homika had stolen three of them. He reached down to grab another one and then noticed the rest of them were gone. "Huh, where did my Pokemon go?"

"Surprise!" Iris said from behind. How had he fallen for that trick again? He grumbled as Crystal laughed.

"Come on Ethan, you still have a trick up your sleeve or two. Don't you? This is almost too easy."

He reached for his hat but Iris jumped up from behind and snatched it away. She ran past Crystal, tossing her the cap. Crystal turned it over, dumping out a few more Pokeballs. "Ahh…"

"Not bad, not bad at all."

He frowned. This fight hadn't gone as planned at all but he still had time to regroup. If he could get away, he could get the drop on some of them and get some of his Pokemon back. He summoned Chase and began to disappear from the stage. "Maybe next time!"

He quickly made his way back stage where he reappeared thanks to Chase. He looked up at the sky and grumbled, "Well Chase…that went well. Homika was even more prepared than I thought," he said. He chuckled. "She's doing far better than I thought. Doesn't really look like she needs me—"

"Ethan, we need to talk," Erika said as she slammed her umbrella in his chest. He hunched over in pain and looked over at her with a pained expression.

"Ow, did you have to do that? Where's Jasmine?"

Erika tapped him on the shoulder with her umbrella. "How about we talk first?"

"There isn't anything to talk about. I made my decision—"

"Oh?"

"I don't have a way out of this so I'll just have to take on the role of the villain—"

"That's where you're wrong, you do have a way out of this."

"Not when they could harm my friends and family. I can't turn my back."

"Is that so? Have you actually given it some thought?"

He nodded. "Of course I've given it some thought. A lot of thought in fact. There's no way I'll let them harm them."

"So how about getting back the backbone you once had and letting them know what happens if they touch them?"

"Huh?"

"You're really going to let Team Rocket boss you around like this? Especially after you've beaten them before? What's wrong with you?"

"Ahhh…"

She tapped him again with the umbrella. "And what about you and Jasmine?"

"I…"

"Yes?"

"I wasn't being fair to Homika. She doesn't deserve to be with someone like me. A guy with no spine—"

"So you're saying Jasmine deserves the same?"

"Ahhh I…"

"Ethan you need to make a choice. Don't him haw around or be all vague. It's obvious you can't be in a relationship with both, it won't work. So you're gonna have to pick someone and you better be sure about it. If you think you'll waffle, then don't pick anyone. Either way you have to make it up with Homika. And if it is Homika, then you're gonna have to break it to Jasmine."

"You mean break her heart."

"Yep. She's a big girl, she can recover. And if you wish to be with Jasmine…"

But hadn't he already made that choice? Homika had all but begged for him to break up with her and get with Jasmine. Twice now he had a choice between the two and both times had sided with Homika. Even now, he was most worried about her feelings and how she felt. He slapped his forehead. "I've screwed up."

"Glad to hear you agree."

"I'll find Homika and tell her everything. Maybe she can forgive me…or maybe not. It's her choice."

Erika smiled as she pulled back her umbrella. "And what about Jasmine?"

He folded his arms. "Well…umm…I hope the two of you can be happy. I'll just have to tell her that for now, we can't be friends anymore."

"Man, even I think that's extreme and I'm the one you cheated on," Homika said as she walked up. He turned to see Erika walk off and Homika slammed her foot into his chest. He winced from the pain and looked at her through one eye.

"I guess I deserved that, didn't I?"

She folded her arms. "So you two got to enjoy in a few kissing sessions, didn't you?"

He shook his head. "There was more than kissing involved."

"Yea, I kinda figured. If it were that…no you would feel guilty even if all you did was kiss."

He hung his head. "Mika, I'm sorry. I was wrong for cheating on you. It was all my fault—"

"You really expect me to believe it was all your fault?"

"Well it was…"

"Don't make me f***** kick you again! You know what happened! She wanted it from the start and you went along because you're spineless! She made out with you because you didn't say no. She even f***** you and you wouldn't say no! Even after the two of you agreed to set aside your feelings so we could be together. F***!"

He caught her foot before she could kick him again and he shook his head. "You're right. And we should have never admitted those things. We should have just kept our mouths shut."

"You should have! How could you do that to me? After all I've done…you just stomp all over my heart like that? How could you? I won't forgive you!"

Just the thought of that made him feel like pushing her over. Wouldn't forgive him? He makes one mistake and it's over? How many had she made? "Won't forgive me? What? And how many times did I have to forgive you after you betrayed me?"

Homika chuckled as she pulled back her foot. "You motherf*****…have you finally got your spine back?"

"I…huh?"

She held out her hand. "Yea, f*****, you hurt me. You hurt me real good but…I don't think I'm in the position to kick you to the curb when you've had to forgive me so many times for being such a cold and heartless b**** to you. Besides…"

"Yea but I can't let you suffer—"

"Suffer? Suffer? You're worried that me being with you is going to kill my career? You're trying to make my choice for me? F*** you! I'm Roxie, head b**** in charge and if I want—"

His phone ringing interrupted her. He looked down at his belt and picked it up. "Uh hello?"

"Ethan, we need to talk."

His heart almost fell into his gut. "Ahh Giovanni sir! Where are you sir?"

"I am on the top floor of the Battle Company building. I expect to see you there shortly."

"Ahh of course sir! I'll be there right away," he said. Giovanni hung up and he looked at the phone for a bit. "So Giovanni wants to meet with me."

"Him? What in the world would he want to meet with you for?"

"I don't know. I guess I'll find out soon—"

She pushed several Pokeballs into his chest. "Here, these are some of the Pokemon I stole from you. I have a feeling you're gonna need them."

He looked down at them and smiled. "Thanks. Hopefully…umm well hopefully it doesn't have to come to that."

"What, what are you talking about? You and Giovanni, this is what he's wanted! You can take him!" She said, poking her finger in his chest. He really wanted to believe her but somehow he wasn't so sure. Not after getting beat pretty easily by Crystal.

Giovanni stood in front of the large windows that lay behind the desk, windows that went from the floor to the ceiling and offered a great view of the city, including the area where the concert lay. He strode forward into the office; his heart beating faster than it had ever had before. "Giovanni sir, I'm here as you asked."

"So how are things going on the ground?"

Ethan looked off to the side. "Well they had some unexpected backup in the form of the Champion from Johto and one of the Kanto gym leaders. Caught us a bit off guard but we can still regroup and—"

"Unexpected? I was under the impression that you had them figured out."

"I did but Homika has surprised me with her craftiness. She's shaping out to be a worthy adversary."

"So then what would you suggest?"

"What would I suggest? Well…we can't have some of the Elite Four step in because of the dethroned Elite Four hanging around. And I didn't notice two gym leaders amongst the group so I wouldn't be shocked if she sent them there to back them up…so it'd be a mistake to call them in."

Giovanni nodded but still didn't turn around. Augh, how hard would it be to just push him through the window? He even had a clear shot but…he knew he just didn't have it in him. "Hmm."

"So…unless you feel like flooding the place with grunts, which wouldn't really help because most of the grunts aren't very good trainers. If they were, they wouldn't be grunts. I think…you should unleash some of your enhanced Pokemon on them instead."

"Now that sounds like an interesting idea."

"But that's just my suggestion sir."

Giovanni tapped the windows. "Do you know why you're here?"

"Well you did make me an offer I couldn't refuse."

"I never recall making such an offer. I did make an offer that if you don't surrender to me, that I would harm all your family and loved ones but that was it."

He was just messing with him. "Well—"

"You offered to serve me unconditionally."

"Yes but you could always change the conditions of the deal if you so deemed fit."

"Eh, perhaps."

"What's that supposed to mean sir?"

Giovanni turned to him and shrugged. "It means your family and friends were never in any real danger. You just believed that if you didn't succeed, they would pay. Actually I had no plans to do so."

"H-huh?"

He turned away from him and folded his arms. "Considering some of your friends could be potentially powerful allies—"

"But they can also be equally as deadly foes. And if there is no threat, what's stopping me from taking you down now?"

"Well see now you're threatening me and all I need is one phone call and there will be a threat to your loved ones."

"Ahh…"

"You know, you've been a real asset to Team Rocket. A much more effective grunt that even some of the executives. You've managed to make more of an impact that anyone else could. Just take a look at some of the papers on the desk."

Ethan walked over to it and looked down at some of the papers Giovanni had gathered. They were all pretty recent but each one had his face splattered on the front page. "I—" he said as he read some of them. A few of them were fiery articles, wondering aloud how a former hero could fall to such depths. He opened them up and the op ed pages seemed to be full of people calling for his head. "There's like…no focus on Team Rocket."

"You've become the face of Team Rocket, a greater villain than we could ever hope to be."

"Ahh but wouldn't they know—"

"What, that you're undercover? Doesn't look like it to me. They only see a traitor, a guy they once admired but can no longer trust. Do you really think you have a way out?"

"And what if I decided to take you down?"

"They would believe you were only trying to take over yourself and that you didn't care about the greater good. Even now, there are documents being leaked that link you to some of Team Rocket's more…questionable decisions like the forced experiments on Pokemon and—"

"Huh but how—"

"While you were out being a little villain, my team was hard at work. By the time the day is over, everyone will believe that you were one of the worst around. And since you were the one who suggested unleashing the—"

"H-huh but didn't you…oh," he said as he realized that he had suggested it. Giovanni never even hinted at it, it was all his idea. And knowing him, he recorded it somehow.

"And of all the other plans you suggested and how many times you seemed willing to sell out the others…you really have gone too far, haven't you?"

"N-no! I can still take you down if I have to!"

"Shame about those family and friends then."

"Ahh…was this your plan all along?"

"No. I really had big plans but Lyra let it slip that you had a Pokemon that could undermine our plans big time. When I realized you had a way of screwing it all up…I had to think of some other ideas. And then you up and decided to join Team Rocket. I couldn't let an opportunity slip like that. If I couldn't rule, I would let you bring chaos to it. What choice do you have?"

He heard the door open and Jasmine rushed in, looking a bit ragged. She bent over, gasping for air. "Ahh, Giovanni sir! You sent me a message to come over!"

"Yes, I'm leaving Team Rocket in your care."

"H-huh?"

"In…my care," Ethan said. Giovanni was basically leaving him in charge of Team Rocket, to crush the little resistance that remained and carry on.

"Of course. You're doing such a good job at it, I thought it was time for me to go back into retirement."

"Giovanni sir, do you think that's wise? Couldn't he rebel—"

"He won't rebel. He doesn't have a choice and I doubt the populace at large will take him back now either. Not when they see him just like me."

"Ahh."

Ethan looked away, feeling disgusted. If he tried to resist, the people he cared about would be harmed. Giovanni walked up to him and handed him a large gold ring with the Team Rocket logo made of rubies. "This is the official sign that you are now in charge. Please take good care of Team Rocket, I'll be watching. Oh and those Pokemon you need are in the desk," he said as he walked off. He heard the elevator doors open and close and felt Jasmine grab his shoulders.

"Ethan, what is he talking about?"

He looked down at the ring. The perfect scapegoat, Giovanni would walk away clean while he had to deal with the mess. He glared at the ring and clutched it in his fist. "He meant exactly what he said. I'm in charge of Team Rocket now."

"Huh but—"

"Get out of here Jasmine. There's no place here for you anymore. We're done anyway—"

"You can't take over Team Rocket! Are you nuts? You're better than this, you can fight them. Turn over those Pokemon to the authorities and—"

"Turn myself in? Is that what I'm supposed to do? If I turn myself in…everyone I care about is in trouble. He'll see fit to that!"

She stepped away and looked away. "B-b-but you can't! If you—"

"Just go away."

"But if someone—"

He ignored her and walked over to the desk. He opened it up and found several Pokeballs inside. He looked them over and picked up the one that looked different from all the others. This would be that Pokemon, the one up with the likes of some of the legendary Pokemon. The one that no one had been able to defeat, the one he would use to crush Homika's little group. "Didn't I tell you to get out of here?"

She glared at him and he began to chuckle. "Ethan…"

"Hold on…didn't you say yourself that if I went down this road, you would follow with me? What happened to that?"

"I…I didn't exactly expect you to go—"

"Looks like I'm going to. You can either get out like I asked or stick around or watch. I suggest you do the former," he said as he slipped on the ring and walked over to the windows. "I wonder what I should call it? Giovanni said it answers to any name he calls it so—"

"E-Ethan! Don't do this! P-Please don't do this!"

"I don't want to do this anymore than you do but…I've got no choice," he said with a grimace. He had decided that if he was going to be evil then so be it…no backing down on that now. He looked over at Jasmine, who just hung her head.

"I can't believe this. I can't believe you would…do this," she said as she sank to her knees. She looked down at the floor for a bit and sighed. "B-but…I did promise to be with you until the very end…so…will Homika forgive me for this as well?"

"A bit late for that, don't you think?"

She got to her feet and forced a smile. "You're…right," she said. She walked up to him and patted him on the back. "So, until the end?" She asked as she stuck out her hand. He reached over and shook it.

"Looks like it."

Homika looked down at her phone as it buzzed a bit and saw a message come up. "H-huh…why the f*** is Jasmine apologizing to me?"

"Huh, didn't she already do that for—"

"Yea but…f*** her! She just said she's going back on her promise to not be with him. What the f***…I'm gonna kill the both of them! F*** them…f*** him, we're done!"

Cilan folded his arms. "Didn't you just see some of the news? There is a bunch of stuff being leaked, pointing Ethan to being behind a lot of Team Rocket's recent crimes."

"W-w-w-what? They just made him the scapegoat for everything? How do they get away with that? F***, don't tell me that's why she's apologizing! That—"

She heard a loud crash and looked off in the direction of the Battle Company building. "Did you guys just hear a bunch of glass shattering?" Iris asked.

Homika saw what was coming. "Ethan…"