The Story of Team Rocket

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The walk from Pallet to Celadon is a dangerous one, far off the beaten path, and no stopping points for weary travelers. Although, we were FAR from weary. Well... Me anyways...

"Are we THERE yet?" RB asked again.
"Only 10 minutes closer since you asked last time..." The fact was Celadon was JUST over the next hill. But the contact should be around here... The contact WILL be here... The contact BETTER be here... As we scaled the rest of the hill, Celadon's skyline dominated the horizon.
"He's not here..." RB dutifully noted. She caught on fast for a kid...
"Lets give him 10 minutes..." 10 minutes came and went, 15 minutes came and went, 25 minutes came and went, finally 30 minutes came and went...
"He's not coming..." We said simultaneously. Seeing as that the second rendezvous point wasn't far away we started walking.

The awning to the Game Corner would have shadowed a good 20 feet of the ground, but it was twilight and the lights illuminated the entire Celadon. Two giant spotlights drew figure-8's in the sky. There he was, sitting at a table sipping a cup of coffee. "Let's get 'em..." We snuck up from behind him, I quickly swept his chair out from under him and his skull bounced on the table. I took the liberty of pushing his throat into the table. "Now 'contact' where do we need to go?"

He squirmed from the force of the table on his neck. "IEE Don't kno vat your talkin' aboutsk!!!"
"Come on... The GYM house, where is it?" RB then tugged on my sleeve. She pointed behind me. Releasing my victim I turned around.

"Ya'll looking for me?" A man with a tuxedo stood right in front of the double doors. Instead of the bow-tie normally accompaning a tuxedo a long neck-tie hung from his neck. He waved over at us and commented, "Let me show ya'll around..." As he pushed the double doors open loud casino music played and the whirring of slot machines and the clinking of coins created a pleasant atmosphere.

"Why didn't you show up at the rendezvous point?" RB asked.
"Simply, my dear, I WAS there. Ya'll were L-AATE." He strung the word 'late' through several syllables. It was evident that instead of waiting for us he simply was there at the EXACT time we were supposed to meet him and not a second longer.

"Grrr..." I growled for the simple reason that I had nothing better to say. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a quarter. Slamming it into a nearby machine I pulled the lever, I read the results aloud.
"Seven... Seven..." I grew very anxious... Maybe I'd hit the Jackpot in my first try... As the wheel spin 'round and 'round I watched in horror as the wheel slowed down and I was forced to announce...
"Magi-Karp... Grrr..." I growled once again as I continued following RB and .... "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name..."
"Ha Ha HA!" He laughed. "That's because I didn't throw it!" He stood right next to a machine that was clearly marked 'OUT OF ORDER' He flung the lever and the dial rolled to BAR-BAR-BAR. A quaking in the west wall revealed a doorway.
"My name is Crusaedyr. Crusaedyr Champlain..."

As we walked down the newly opened hallway we heard a new set of casino sounds. RB casually inquired, "Isn't gambling illegal?"
"Not slots, but THIS is..." When he said THIS he opened the nearest door to reveal a row of Roulette tables, a few BlackJack Dealers, and a large Poker table. As we entered we noticed someone exiting. Forcefully that is,
"Please! Let me go! I don't KNOW how that card got there! I promise! I WASN'T Cheating!" While I knew that he'd just be tossed outside, I wished I coulda been the one to catch him. I'd pummel him to a pulp, toss him outside, and THEN pummel him again. I hate cheaters...
Crusaedyr stopped by an unoccupied BlackJack Table. Deftly dealing two cards to each of us, (One face-up, One face-down) It forced us to sit down and wait for him to tell us when we go to the GYM Site.
"Let's See... RB has a Jack, I have a Queen, and GP has a 3..." I growled again. Checking my other card, (it was a 10) I asked for a hit.
"Okay, RB gets a 7,"
"Drat! I went over!"
"The Giant Penguin gets a 10."
I growled, "I'm over..."
"Then my friends, it wouldn't matter anyways," he flipped the top card of the deck (it was a 2) onto his pile, flipping the unseen card face-up. It was a 9. "21, I win."

We walked down yet ANOTHER hallway. "Not many people know that the Game Corner has a built in Hotel. This tunnel goes ALL THE WAY across town!"
Being uninterested in the tour I started to look into some of the unlocked rooms. They were all 'theme-oriented'. WAY more so than the ones at TRHQ.
"RB this would be your room." He opened the door and we all stepped inside. The room was painted like a jungle and the carpet was covered with tall grass. While I was looking around RB latched onto my arm.
"Some...thing...just...brushed...past...my...leg..."
"I can't do any THIIING about it." As soon as I started my sentence she tightened her grip. Seeing as this room was unsatisfactory, we crossed the hallway into the next room. Bright yellow, with tesla coils as decorations this one RB seemed to like.
"This ain't to bad..." I reached over to adjust the TV antenna only to find myself holding onto a Jacob's Ladder! After RB got settled in, (and I came out of shock) Crusaedyr showed me to the next room.
Bright red, there were fire-spouts from various holes around the room.
I lamented, "I'm in hell..."
"Literally or figuratively?"

The next morning Crus woke me up before RB. "GP I'm giving you the location of the new GYM."
"OK, It's about time... Shoot."
"Its a dilapedated old shack on the edge of town. The women who run it are avid plant lovers. It's overgrown with weeds and various plants."
"OKay, fine. Nothing TOO weird."
"You haven't heard the worst part yet. Well its a..." RB entered the room, at this he paused and looked uncomfortable. He waited until she was JUST out of earshot before he whispered the end of the sentance to me...
"Oh! You've GOT to be joking!"
"Nope. That's what it is."
"Does she know?" I pointed at RB.
"Nope, and you can't let her. She's only 10 after all."
"Ugh.... Grrr...."
"Vat ur you vall alking aboutsk?" RB asked from the other room where she was brushing her teeth.
We both replied simultaneously, "Nothing!"

We left Celadon and proceeded through the underbrush. "Why didn't Crusaedyr go with us?" RB asked.
"Cause he's arranging transportation to Saffron. The roads are closed due to construction."
"Where ARE we going GP?"
"Uhh... This way!"
"No... I meant ultimate destination..."
"Oh! The New GYM site!"
"ARRGGH! -SIGH-" She was becoming exasperated. That means she'd stop asking questions for awhile. As we drew up on the shack RB looked around and was distracted by a tangela. I took this opportunity to look for any evidence that this place WASN'T a 'house of ill repute' like Crusaedyr said. I found none, I actually found quite a bit of evidence to the contrary. Sounds from inside the house and various grafitti encircling the house confirmed what I dreaded.

While RB was trying to chase the Tangela down, I grabbed my .45 millimeter. While most of TR don't carry guns, I make a case that I may need to blow something up. Loading the weapon I kicked in the door.

"Alright you evil seductressess! Surrender now and no one gets hurt!" Looking around there wasn't enough light to see much, but the sound of automatic weapons loading is a universal sign for 'You aren't welcome here'. Letting go of the grip of my gun it flipped around my trigger finger and I lowered it to the floor; slowly I stood up, hands raised, and slowly backed out the door, closing it as I left. "Well, this indicates the need of a plan..."

The top of the house was tilted at a strange angle, making it easy to jump from the air conditioner to the roof. As soon as I made it to the apex of the roof, I noticed something growing from the chimney. "Victreebells, one of the most pathetic Pokémon..." At this the bell grabbed my legs with its long vines and entangled me. Holding me upright right next to its "Face" it gurgled at me.
"Grrr... I'm not in the mood for being delayed." I quickly headbutted the bell, making it drop me and try to hold its face. Noticing that it was growing from the chimney, I kicked the brick structure. The chimney shook and the bell began to sweat since it knew it'd have a long drop to the ground. I kicked the chimney again. This kick knocked enough vines free that the Victreebell had to support itself with it's 'arms' so as not to fall. One more kick. I apparently kicked to hard. The chimney shook and fell off the side of the house. There was a lot of surprised noises from inside the house, as I ducked down hoping they couldn't see me on the roof.

A lady clad in a green kimono (and more than likely nothing else) came to the rescue of the Victreebell. "Victoria? Are you alright? What Hap.... ened...?" I'd been spotted. The sunlight reflecting off of one of my medals was giving me away. Luckily or UNluckily as it may have been RB had finally given up on the Tangela and had come when she heard the chimney crash.

"GP? What are you doing up there?" Not ONLY had she for sure given away my position, she had given them my real name. Before I could climb down from the roof, I fell 10 feet when the shingles collapsed. I was hanging from a vine, so while I didn't hit the ground, I was suspended in mid-air.

The green kimono lady walked over to where I was 'hanging'. "What do you want?" I then reached into one of my pockets and pulled out a piece of paper. On it was the photo of the person I was supposed to meet and make GYM Leader.
"Are you Erika?"
"What's it to you?"
"I'm supposed to see you about creating a Celadon City GYM."
"Yeah, I refused. I have a 'business' to run."
"Business is a very 'loose' term I take it..."
She smirked an evil smirk, Reached for her kimono's belt, "I'll show you what to loosen!"
I managed to swing from a stationary position to where I was able to swing and turn her head so she'd look at RB. "Not in the prescene of Children babe..." The swinging apparently made the vine hit a sharp board and causing the vine to snap and send me spiraling to the ground. "Oooof!"

I drew myself up patriotically and began to speak, "All of you undervalue what you're worth! You sell yourself off for cash when you forget that all of you are people! People with problems! I offer you ladies steady employment, A easy job where there's not much to do, and you all would be able to train Pokémon around the clock!"
By this time, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Even I was getting teary-eyed. "I'm glad I could touch your lives in this way, it's for the better I assure you!"

Erika coughed back, "We aren't crying because of your Speech! Your friend has set off a canister of Industrial Strength Tear gas!" I turned to RB who had a gas mask on and was waving at me. I slowly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke, The shack was being renovated by a construction company RB had called while we were all unconscious. Erika walked over to me and thanked me. "Well Mr. GP, It looks like we're a GYM now. And my good friend Gloom here,"
"GLOOOOM!" It interjected.
"Has suggested that we move from, errr..." She looked at RB, and considered her words, "Selling ourselves, to making perfume. Once again, Thank you Team Rocket!"

As RB and I headed back to inner-city Celadon, she mentioned, "I'm glad to get away from that brothel." I did a double take.
"You knew the entire time?"
"HaHaHaHaHa!" She could barely stand she was laughing so hard. "I knew when I saw the building! I'm a genius remember! HaHaHaHaHa!"
"Grrr....." Realizing how much easier that job could have been if I had known RB could have helped from the beginning.
"HaHaHa! After all, My name is Rocket BREEDER! I make Pokémon have sex with each other in my spare time! HaHaHa!"
"Grrr....." She continued mocking me all the way back to Celadon, AND I kept growling all the way back to Celadon.

At the Celadon PokéCenter We relaxed as Crusaedyr arranged transportation to Saffron. I kicked back and watched the TV, RB was on the phone with DaemonWyrm. PBS was playing Great Performances, It was the Broadway play, "Cabaret". I wasn't paying much attention.

Crusaedyr burst through the Pokémon Center door, "Alright ya'll! Ready to Head to Saffron?"
"Grrrr....." Hopefully Saffron would go MUCH easier than this...

Intead of RB's usual perky and uplifting reply, she walked from the phone to the couch, completely despondant. "RB? What's wrong?"

She turned slowly to face me, on her face were the emotions of dread, ecstacy, and anticipation rolled into one. "I always thought it'd be different. I figured I'd be happy It'd be found, but I don't... I'm worried...."

"RB? What're you talking about?" I asked.
She was sitting in a shadow, as she slowly turned towards me only her eyes were in the light...