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The Auction
Leo
I was still sitting in the hotel room with Raina and Scar, waiting for Terra to get off the toilet. We were adverting eyes out of courtesy. Raina was unusually quiet and I was getting curious.
"Why are you not talking Raina?" I asked. She smiled sadly and looked at me. She looked like she was about to speak, but she was cut-off by Terra flushing the toilet and the sound of a content sigh.
"Well?" Terra asked, "What happened a Viridian that was so shocking?" I closed my eyes to focus the memory.
Viridian is bustling city, full of trainers and students, due to the pokemon school nearby. The team I was assigned to was a burly bunch of thugs, menacing and stupid looking. What many people don't realize is that Viridian is one of the most corrupt cities in any of the regions. This is due to the close proximity of Team Rocket. Just walking down the market street I found at least twenty offenses that would have led to jail for life. Everything from illegal drugs to hitmen. I would have probably stopped many of the acts in progress but the thugs followed me like loyal dogs. Except they were only loyal to the Council.
We made our way to the Gym. Here is where the deals would be taking place. I was appalled with what I saw when we entered the back room of the Gym. Along both walls were hundreds of cages. Every species of pokemon you could imagine. Most were lying on their sides, looking dead, but I could hear a faint heart-beat from each one. I walked slowly down the hall, counting every cage, aggravating the thugs stuck behind me. 677 cages with pokemon in them, another 128 were empty. I don't know how those pokemon managed to keep living, I would have given up long ago, but they were still fighting. This gave me courage and the implant of the thought. I knew what I had to do.
I was going to create the largest pokemon jail break anyone has ever seen. The only question was how. I could easily destroy the locks on the cages, but these thugs were sent on this mission for a reason, probably quick draw experts. Quicker then me? Possible.
At the end of the torture chamber was another door, presumably leading to the deal room. Inside was a round stage with chairs surrounding it all the way round. Sitting in one of the front seats was Giovanni. He greeted us coldly.
"Hello, men. The auction will begin in a half-hour, the auctioneers will arrive in fifteen minutes. Two of you will will watch that door, where they will be coming in." He gestured stiffly to the back of the room. Two of the thugs nodded and went to stand on either side of the door. "The rest will position themselves around the room. Watch everything, if you see something wrong don't hesitate." We all nodded and I turned to go to my post when Giovanni stopped me. "You, they told me about you. Tonight you will be my personal bodyguard. Stand behind my chair." I was disgusted by the idea of being so close to this man, but I didn't let it show on my face. Nodding again I positioned myself a step behind and to the right of Giovanni's chair. I quietly waited while the guests arrived and took there seats.
I had the plan fully formed in my mind by time the auction started. When everyone was fully absorbed into the bidding I would sneak back to the door I first came through, tell the guards that Giovanni wanted me to bring in a caged pokemon, quietly set them free, and return before anyone realized what was wrong.
"Full-proof." I mumbled as a man walked onto the stage. He had a demanding presence that quickly quieted the crowd. Smiling he bowed.
"Ladies and gentleman," he said in a commanding baritone, "welcome to the Team Rocket pokemon auction. Here you will see some of the most powerful pokemon you can find. Some even rival the legendaries..." his voice droned into background noise. About thirty minutes in several pokemon had been sold and were waiting in cages along the walls. I felt now everyone was appropriately absorbed into the buying and selling. I was about to make my temporary disappearance when I noticed two of the guards had come up behind me. Confused I turned to confront them and they quickly hand cuffed me. I tried to shock them but they were wearing rubber gloves. Damn lack of conductivity! I could now hear the announcer saying something interesting.
"Now for the best we will have today. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. A hybrid pikachu!" he smiled and threw his hands in the air. The guards dragged me up to the stage and kicked the back of my knees, knocking me to the ground. "He is genetically altered to be stronger then anything else alive. He has greater stamina, intelligence, and speed then anything naturally born to this earth!" I was getting angry, the kind of anger that slowly builds. It starts as a tingling in the back of your head, and soon it is causing your vision to go red, your adrenaline to start pumping, and your mind to think quicker. I felt it coming and tried to give an adequate warning.
"Let me go or I will rip your heads off." one of the thugs hit with the butt of his gun. This was too much. I kept the anger bottled, but it showed on my face. In reflection I could see fear on the faces in the crowd. They could see their own death coming. I was about to explode when the announcer walked over smugly and put a metal collar around my neck. I growled and tried to bite him. One of the soldiers grabbed my hair and pulled head back.
"This collar will negate all of his electrical attacks. He is now unable to harm you. Now, lets start the bidding at 10,000 poke." The crowd relaxed noticeably with the addition of the collar. This didn't calm my anger in the least. They were selling me like a toy! Is this what every pokemon that walks on this stage feels like? They will not make me a slave!
"AAAWWWWWW!" I roared, releasing the anger I had kept inside. Everyone in the room jumped from their seats at the volume and rage in the yell. All the guards razed their machine guns toward me. I stopped yelling and sat for about a minute. Everyone calmed thinking it was a scream of frustration. The quiet was broken by the chink and crack of metal breaking. With a twist of my wrists the cuffs began to fall. Before they were even of my wrists I turned and elbowed the man holding my hair in the groin. He crumpled. Everything flowed in slow motion. I stood, at what felt like normal speed, and punched the announcer in the nose. He flew across the room, still in slow motion. I turned back to the pair of thugs that were holding me. The one I had elbowed hadn't even reached his knees yet, that's how slow time was flowing around me. With a quick spin kick he was sent flying into his partner. They both flew across the room to the opposite side. I stood and time returned to normal. The handcuffs clattered to the floor.
From the outside you would have seen this. One second, I'm kneeling on the floor, the next there is a yellow blur, the next has people flying through the air and me standing tall, fire dancing in my eyes. The crowd took a moment to register what had happened then started screaming and ran for the door. I acted quickly. None of these people deserved to live. I still had the collar on my neck, but I also still had the guns in their holsters. There were approximately thirty people in the room, not counting the fifteen or so henchmen. Each one of my pistols held twenty-five shots. More then enough to take them all out. I pulled out the M9's and began firing into the crowd. For every shot a person fell. Eventually the thugs realized what was happening and began firing back. I took five seconds to change my aim and eliminate them, then I was back to the crowd. In under minute the room was clear of humans except for two. The announcer had survived his flight and was sniveling against the wall, nose bleeding heavily. I walked to him and crouched by his side. Leaning in I whispered in his ear. He tried to wriggle away from me, but I took hold of his jaw.
"Now, your going to take this collar off of me. If you don't I will torture you, then your family, then your friends. You will live threw it all until you undo the collar, then I will kill you slowly and painfully for not cooperating. But, if you take this collar off right now, you will never see me again and I won't kill you..." my voice trailed off. His eyes looked at me with fear and he reached up and undid the collar. When it hit the ground with a clang I finished my sentence. "slowly. Your death will be quick." I sent a shock through his body. His eyes brightened with surprise for a moment, then went dull with death. I stood and walked over to the last living human in the room.
Giovanni had kept his seat through the entire display of power and dominance. He smirked when I walked over to him.
"I suppose your going to kill me now too. After all, it is the only thing your good at. But what will you do when I'm dead? Silph will never take you back, they had planned to sell you anyway. The police will search for you after this. You will never find rest. You will become a wandering soul, causing misfortune to anyone stupid enough to help you. Is that what you want? I propose an alternative. You will work for me. I will cover everything you did here and take the brunt of Silph's anger. They won't be mad with the money I will give them, and you will be doing what you were made for. Killing." He said all this nonchalantly, like he wasn't surrounded by the corpses of his fellow man. Now it was my turn to grin. He took this as an agreement. His mistake.
I walked over to him and released a small volt of electricity, paralyzing him with his sadistic grin plastered on his face.
"Now here is my idea. You are going to sit here nice and quiet until the police arrive. They will assume you did this, while I get away with every pokemon you have locked up in a cage here. Good bye, and nice meeting you." He would be paralyzed for a few hours. I shocked the locks off the cages in the immediate area and walked to the hall way filled with cages. The surprised pokemon crawled out of their cages and followed me, not knowing what else to do. One long blast of electricity fried the locks on the rest of the cages. These pokemon were also confused and joined the herd following me out of the gym.
Now walking through town with seven hundred pokemon following you is going to draw some attention. Many trainers tried to catch some of the pokemon, but I shot down that idea quick, literally. I was headed for the route between Viridian and Pallet Town. There was more then enough space to let loose all these pokemon. On the way I released the pokemon being held in the market place. The group following me slowly grew to about eight hundred, I didn't take a accurate tally.
When we reached Route 1, the pokemon gave a jump for joy. They all began to run-off in different directions. One genetically altered pikachu stayed near me for second and looked at me in confusion. I smiled and told it to go and be free. It smiled and disappeared in the tall grass. I turned back towards Viridian and began the long walk to my waiting plane. At that moment my comm device buzzed slightly, followed by the voice of the Council.
"How was your mission? Did everything go as planned?" It droned out. I responded with false playfulness.
"You tried to sell me you bastards, then I had to go and kill everyone in that room." I could now hear sirens in the distance.
"Well that is just too bad. Return to base for your next mission." I smiled.
"Oh, I already know what my mission is. I'll see you real soon." I took the comm device out of my ear and smashed it in a fist. I took out the spare and smashed it too, just to be safe.
When I reached the plane pilot questioned where the strike team was. I told him that they had a second mission to do here, but I was to return to base. He bought it and immediately took off. He had no idea he was flying his companies destruction home.Chapter End Notes:I honestly don't know what to say... review? Yeah, that will work. Review
I was still sitting in the hotel room with Raina and Scar, waiting for Terra to get off the toilet. We were adverting eyes out of courtesy. Raina was unusually quiet and I was getting curious.
"Why are you not talking Raina?" I asked. She smiled sadly and looked at me. She looked like she was about to speak, but she was cut-off by Terra flushing the toilet and the sound of a content sigh.
"Well?" Terra asked, "What happened a Viridian that was so shocking?" I closed my eyes to focus the memory.
Viridian is bustling city, full of trainers and students, due to the pokemon school nearby. The team I was assigned to was a burly bunch of thugs, menacing and stupid looking. What many people don't realize is that Viridian is one of the most corrupt cities in any of the regions. This is due to the close proximity of Team Rocket. Just walking down the market street I found at least twenty offenses that would have led to jail for life. Everything from illegal drugs to hitmen. I would have probably stopped many of the acts in progress but the thugs followed me like loyal dogs. Except they were only loyal to the Council.
We made our way to the Gym. Here is where the deals would be taking place. I was appalled with what I saw when we entered the back room of the Gym. Along both walls were hundreds of cages. Every species of pokemon you could imagine. Most were lying on their sides, looking dead, but I could hear a faint heart-beat from each one. I walked slowly down the hall, counting every cage, aggravating the thugs stuck behind me. 677 cages with pokemon in them, another 128 were empty. I don't know how those pokemon managed to keep living, I would have given up long ago, but they were still fighting. This gave me courage and the implant of the thought. I knew what I had to do.
I was going to create the largest pokemon jail break anyone has ever seen. The only question was how. I could easily destroy the locks on the cages, but these thugs were sent on this mission for a reason, probably quick draw experts. Quicker then me? Possible.
At the end of the torture chamber was another door, presumably leading to the deal room. Inside was a round stage with chairs surrounding it all the way round. Sitting in one of the front seats was Giovanni. He greeted us coldly.
"Hello, men. The auction will begin in a half-hour, the auctioneers will arrive in fifteen minutes. Two of you will will watch that door, where they will be coming in." He gestured stiffly to the back of the room. Two of the thugs nodded and went to stand on either side of the door. "The rest will position themselves around the room. Watch everything, if you see something wrong don't hesitate." We all nodded and I turned to go to my post when Giovanni stopped me. "You, they told me about you. Tonight you will be my personal bodyguard. Stand behind my chair." I was disgusted by the idea of being so close to this man, but I didn't let it show on my face. Nodding again I positioned myself a step behind and to the right of Giovanni's chair. I quietly waited while the guests arrived and took there seats.
I had the plan fully formed in my mind by time the auction started. When everyone was fully absorbed into the bidding I would sneak back to the door I first came through, tell the guards that Giovanni wanted me to bring in a caged pokemon, quietly set them free, and return before anyone realized what was wrong.
"Full-proof." I mumbled as a man walked onto the stage. He had a demanding presence that quickly quieted the crowd. Smiling he bowed.
"Ladies and gentleman," he said in a commanding baritone, "welcome to the Team Rocket pokemon auction. Here you will see some of the most powerful pokemon you can find. Some even rival the legendaries..." his voice droned into background noise. About thirty minutes in several pokemon had been sold and were waiting in cages along the walls. I felt now everyone was appropriately absorbed into the buying and selling. I was about to make my temporary disappearance when I noticed two of the guards had come up behind me. Confused I turned to confront them and they quickly hand cuffed me. I tried to shock them but they were wearing rubber gloves. Damn lack of conductivity! I could now hear the announcer saying something interesting.
"Now for the best we will have today. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. A hybrid pikachu!" he smiled and threw his hands in the air. The guards dragged me up to the stage and kicked the back of my knees, knocking me to the ground. "He is genetically altered to be stronger then anything else alive. He has greater stamina, intelligence, and speed then anything naturally born to this earth!" I was getting angry, the kind of anger that slowly builds. It starts as a tingling in the back of your head, and soon it is causing your vision to go red, your adrenaline to start pumping, and your mind to think quicker. I felt it coming and tried to give an adequate warning.
"Let me go or I will rip your heads off." one of the thugs hit with the butt of his gun. This was too much. I kept the anger bottled, but it showed on my face. In reflection I could see fear on the faces in the crowd. They could see their own death coming. I was about to explode when the announcer walked over smugly and put a metal collar around my neck. I growled and tried to bite him. One of the soldiers grabbed my hair and pulled head back.
"This collar will negate all of his electrical attacks. He is now unable to harm you. Now, lets start the bidding at 10,000 poke." The crowd relaxed noticeably with the addition of the collar. This didn't calm my anger in the least. They were selling me like a toy! Is this what every pokemon that walks on this stage feels like? They will not make me a slave!
"AAAWWWWWW!" I roared, releasing the anger I had kept inside. Everyone in the room jumped from their seats at the volume and rage in the yell. All the guards razed their machine guns toward me. I stopped yelling and sat for about a minute. Everyone calmed thinking it was a scream of frustration. The quiet was broken by the chink and crack of metal breaking. With a twist of my wrists the cuffs began to fall. Before they were even of my wrists I turned and elbowed the man holding my hair in the groin. He crumpled. Everything flowed in slow motion. I stood, at what felt like normal speed, and punched the announcer in the nose. He flew across the room, still in slow motion. I turned back to the pair of thugs that were holding me. The one I had elbowed hadn't even reached his knees yet, that's how slow time was flowing around me. With a quick spin kick he was sent flying into his partner. They both flew across the room to the opposite side. I stood and time returned to normal. The handcuffs clattered to the floor.
From the outside you would have seen this. One second, I'm kneeling on the floor, the next there is a yellow blur, the next has people flying through the air and me standing tall, fire dancing in my eyes. The crowd took a moment to register what had happened then started screaming and ran for the door. I acted quickly. None of these people deserved to live. I still had the collar on my neck, but I also still had the guns in their holsters. There were approximately thirty people in the room, not counting the fifteen or so henchmen. Each one of my pistols held twenty-five shots. More then enough to take them all out. I pulled out the M9's and began firing into the crowd. For every shot a person fell. Eventually the thugs realized what was happening and began firing back. I took five seconds to change my aim and eliminate them, then I was back to the crowd. In under minute the room was clear of humans except for two. The announcer had survived his flight and was sniveling against the wall, nose bleeding heavily. I walked to him and crouched by his side. Leaning in I whispered in his ear. He tried to wriggle away from me, but I took hold of his jaw.
"Now, your going to take this collar off of me. If you don't I will torture you, then your family, then your friends. You will live threw it all until you undo the collar, then I will kill you slowly and painfully for not cooperating. But, if you take this collar off right now, you will never see me again and I won't kill you..." my voice trailed off. His eyes looked at me with fear and he reached up and undid the collar. When it hit the ground with a clang I finished my sentence. "slowly. Your death will be quick." I sent a shock through his body. His eyes brightened with surprise for a moment, then went dull with death. I stood and walked over to the last living human in the room.
Giovanni had kept his seat through the entire display of power and dominance. He smirked when I walked over to him.
"I suppose your going to kill me now too. After all, it is the only thing your good at. But what will you do when I'm dead? Silph will never take you back, they had planned to sell you anyway. The police will search for you after this. You will never find rest. You will become a wandering soul, causing misfortune to anyone stupid enough to help you. Is that what you want? I propose an alternative. You will work for me. I will cover everything you did here and take the brunt of Silph's anger. They won't be mad with the money I will give them, and you will be doing what you were made for. Killing." He said all this nonchalantly, like he wasn't surrounded by the corpses of his fellow man. Now it was my turn to grin. He took this as an agreement. His mistake.
I walked over to him and released a small volt of electricity, paralyzing him with his sadistic grin plastered on his face.
"Now here is my idea. You are going to sit here nice and quiet until the police arrive. They will assume you did this, while I get away with every pokemon you have locked up in a cage here. Good bye, and nice meeting you." He would be paralyzed for a few hours. I shocked the locks off the cages in the immediate area and walked to the hall way filled with cages. The surprised pokemon crawled out of their cages and followed me, not knowing what else to do. One long blast of electricity fried the locks on the rest of the cages. These pokemon were also confused and joined the herd following me out of the gym.
Now walking through town with seven hundred pokemon following you is going to draw some attention. Many trainers tried to catch some of the pokemon, but I shot down that idea quick, literally. I was headed for the route between Viridian and Pallet Town. There was more then enough space to let loose all these pokemon. On the way I released the pokemon being held in the market place. The group following me slowly grew to about eight hundred, I didn't take a accurate tally.
When we reached Route 1, the pokemon gave a jump for joy. They all began to run-off in different directions. One genetically altered pikachu stayed near me for second and looked at me in confusion. I smiled and told it to go and be free. It smiled and disappeared in the tall grass. I turned back towards Viridian and began the long walk to my waiting plane. At that moment my comm device buzzed slightly, followed by the voice of the Council.
"How was your mission? Did everything go as planned?" It droned out. I responded with false playfulness.
"You tried to sell me you bastards, then I had to go and kill everyone in that room." I could now hear sirens in the distance.
"Well that is just too bad. Return to base for your next mission." I smiled.
"Oh, I already know what my mission is. I'll see you real soon." I took the comm device out of my ear and smashed it in a fist. I took out the spare and smashed it too, just to be safe.
When I reached the plane pilot questioned where the strike team was. I told him that they had a second mission to do here, but I was to return to base. He bought it and immediately took off. He had no idea he was flying his companies destruction home.Chapter End Notes:I honestly don't know what to say... review? Yeah, that will work. Review