Rocket Admin Ace

Entry Number 1: Prepare for Trouble

The Celadon Game Corner. A place where all of the world's gamblers come to blow their money in the hopes of winning some stupid prize that the owners can provide for them. But there is a much deeper role that this building carries. The most notorious crime organization in the entire world takes residence in the basement of this building, a building where I have lived all of my life. My name is Ace, and I am a member of Team Rocket.

The very same Team Rocket that has terrorized the Pokemon world for years. The group that has made it clear that they will use whatever means necessary, including but not limited to lying cheating and stealing, to obtain our goal of world dominance. Yes, that Team Rocket. But I'm not just any normal Grunt, I am the heir the thrown, if you will. I am the son of Giovanni, the infamous leader of Team Rocket. I just turned 18 and have rightfully taken my role as Rocket Admin, a role that I should have earned much, much earlier than this.

But that's no matter, I guess I should tell you a bit about myself. I grew up a Rocket, tried and true. I always wanted to go out with all of the other Rockets and help with the dastardly deeds that they did. But my dad wouldn't let me, he wanted me to train. So, ever since I was the ripe age of 10, I got my trainers license and trained myself as a trainer. I only used the finest Pokemon that Team Rocket had to offer, and was not allowed to train with anything less. I now have 8 years of experience under my belt, and my dad has finally given me an assignment to undergo on behalf of Team Rocket.

You see, I am the youngest official member of Team Rocket. My dad told me that Professor Oak of Pallet Town was currently out Pokemon to young trainers aged 10 to 18, no charge. He told me that I was going to go undercover and learn the workings of Oak's Lab. He then handed me a flash drive and told me to take whatever Pokemon he gave me, and while his back was turned, to download all of Oak's files about the world of Pokemon onto the drive. They will help Team Rocket develop schemes to achieving what they set out to achieve. I gladly accepted. I was finally going to do some evil stuff! Oak will never see it coming, and I will be successful right underneath his nose. Hahaha.

Before heading out, I decide that going out how I normally dress might not be the best idea. I disguise myself, wig and all, to look a little younger, to throw off any suspicion that I am a member of Team Rocket. It's my time to shine, and I will prove that I will be a great leader of Team Rocket once my father steps down. After completing my disguise, I head out, making my way towards Pallet Town. I don't even recognize myself!

Entry 3: A Fateful Encounter

Well, my mission was a successful one. I had all of the information that my father wanted about the Kanto region right in front of my face. Unfortunately for him, I'm going to be going against orders a bit. I want some of the glory that Team Rocket has to offer. I'm sick of sitting on the sidelines, waiting in the wings, just to get some small trivial job that even the most lowly Grunt could do. It's like stealing doughnuts from the elderly. With this information, I got bigger fish to fry.

I've been doing some research on the towns and cities that are around where I currently am, and have found something very interesting that Team Rocket hasn't even considered. Pewter City is home to a museum that currently houses ancient fossils of Pokemon that lived long ago. Powerful Pokemon that could be very useful for our cause. I know for a fact that there are scientists that have the technology to resurrect these Pokemon. I think Houndour and I are going to be paying the Pewter City Museum a little visit.

Heading through Route 1, I run into a bunch of Rattatas, Pidgeys, Bidoofs, and Starlys. None of these Pokemon will have any use to me, since they are all weak in the long run, so I just cast them aside. Houndour will be plenty to complete the task I set for myself at Pewter City. I see plenty of new trainers on the way, however I ignore them as they seem intent on their childish games. None of them will amount to anything, especially once Team Rocket's reign begins.

Just before I make it to Viridian City, I am approached by what appears to be a 10 year old child. He is wide grinned and way too happy in general for my taste. He spits in my face as he talks with a high pitched, squeaky voice that annoys me to my core.

"HEYYYY! I'M BILLY!!! DO YOU WANNA BATTLE?!?"

"No....No I don't. Now get out of my way."

"OHH C'MON C'MON C'MON C'MON!!! PLEAASSSEE!!!"

I sigh and the wide-eyed kid as he just dumbly stares at me. This should be interesting.

"Fine....One on one, let's make this quick."


Youngster Billy would like to battle!

I send out my Houndour for the battle. Billy looks a little scared as Houndour growls at him a bit. Typical child. However, he soon turns serious as he sends out his Pokemon, a Magnemite.

vs.

The beginning of this battle saw my Houndour dominate, which I completely expected. I knew the breeding technique that Team Rocket used on this batch of Houndours, and I could already use Flamethrower. Billy's Magnemite was forced to dodge every single flame that I had Houndour throw at him. However, the turning point of battle comes when Billy tells Magnemite to use Supersonic. Houndour is unable to continue throwing flames, and is prone to attack no matter what orders I gave to him. Billy then told Magnemite to use Thundershock, which Houndour could not avoid. To my shock, I lost the battle.

Youngster Billy has won the battle!

Just after losing and Billy celebrates, an idea clicks within my head. I put Houndour back into its ball, stupid thing. I could kill it. I then go over to Billy, who had also just put his Magneton back into its Pokeball, offering him a handshake for a good battle. I hold out my hand. A smile creeps on my face.

"Good battle man!"

"Thanks! You fou-"

Before he could even finish his sentence, I catch the boy offguard with a left hook square to his jaw. Billy falls straight to the ground, dropping the Pokeball containing his Magnemite. I pick the Pokeball up, and put it in my pocket. I take some rope out of my backpack that my dad had given me for my mission in Pallet Town, just in case things got messy. I take the rope and tie up Billy's arms and legs and prop him up against a tree where nobody will see him. I don't really want to tape his mouth shut, because I want people to know about Team Rocket. I await him to wake up, so he can know what hit him. Nobody messes with Team Rocket!

Billy finally begins to stir, and when he wakes up he looks up at me, my disguise now off. Tears begin to fill in his eyes as he realizes whats going on, while I simply smirk at the ignorant young boy. He tries to call out for help, but nobody is around to hear him.

"Wh-wh-what are you going to do with me mister?!?!"

"Awww.....there there little boy. You won't be hurt. You just needed a lesson to be taught to you."

"A lesson? I don't know what your talking abo-"

"SHUTUP! You don't have any idea who your messing with do you!"

"No sir..."

Before continuing, I take out some of my frustration out on the boy, slapping him straight across the face with the back of my hand, leaving a red mark on Billy's check. He begins crying again, and I point to the red R on my uniform.

"Do you know what this R represents?! It means that I am one of the most feared men in this entire world! It means that I am a member of the most feared crime organizations in the world! You've messed with our plans and for that you must pay! As your payment, we will gladly take your precious Magnemite!"

"No! Please, no! Anything but that! He's my only Pokemon! He's my friend! I'm sorry! I promise I won't mess with Team Rocket ever again!"

"Good day, Billy."

"Wait! If you go...I'll...I'll....I'll tell my brother all about Team Rocket and what they do! He's the greatest trainer in the world! You'll be sorry!"

"Haha, please do. Tell him I said hi. Team Rocket will gladly crush him. Goodbye."

I hear Billy's screaming as I walk away. It's still pretty loud once I get back onto Route 1. He will be found in a few hours. At least he has learned Team Rocket's manta.

If you can't beat 'em, steal 'em.