Strike of Team Aero

“James, Bitch.” Giovanni called as he paced his room. “I have orders for you.”

“It’s Butch, sir.” The green-haired Rocket contested with a worn voice.

“Do I look like I care?” He growled. “You two will be leading a mission to capture Sage Aria for our cause.”

“How should we do it, boss?” The blue-haired Rocket inquired.

“By using your amazing skills in chain smoking and cross-dressing, of course…” The leader scoffed. “You shitheads! We’re going to kidnap her!”

“Sure boss…” Butch rolled, “We’ll just capture someone who can bend us to her will at a whim.”

“That’s why we’re going to take advantage of her weakness.” He growled. “We will make it so she can’t do a single thing, and then you can just pick her up and bring her here.” He tossed a loaded belt at both of them. “Bring out these Pokemon when you see her, and you’ll have her in the palm of your hand.”

“Yes, sir!” They called. “We’ll be back before lunch!”

At a nearby shop, Winona and Aria were sitting down to a cup of tea. “Are you really sure that you want to leave your team?” The wind trainer asked.

“Well, the other leaders were jerks and constantly fighting over stupid things…” The ex-leader sighed, stirring her drink. “It would be like being a ten and then being tossed into a room with Wallace, Steven, and Cynthia.”

“So, they’re still alive because…”

“Gio’s the only one with a gun.”

“That would solve half of that problem.”

“But anyways, I don’t get to go out when I’m in charge of three dozen people.” She sighed. “The war was all the exercise I got…”

“Aww… Poor Aria…” She cooed. “It must have been hard to not to have the option to sit in the back room all day.”

“Hey, I spent time training, too!”

“Excuse me, Miss Hasaki?” A blue-haired Rocket appeared. “Could I speak with you for a moment?”

“What is it?”

“Our boss wanted us to speak for a little bit… Somewhere private.”

“You’re not planning on raping me, are you?” She smirked.

“Allow me to mention…” He continued, “That if we were to do that, our teammates would cut our bits off and stuff them down our throats.”

“For the sake of morbid curiosity, let’s go.” She announced as she stood up, but not before whispering something into her companion’s ear. “Keep close just in case. Leave a few hundred yards.”

Aria sighed as the bunch of odd-colored trainers walked into an alleyway. “You know, James…” She turned. “You Rockets like to do business in alleys a lot, don’t you?”

“We simply have too many things to be done to have everything in nice rooms.” The green-haired Rocket laughed. “But all we have is an invitation to join us. Sabrina’s position is still open.”

“Let me think about it…” Aria paced. “You can tell your boss to go smoke a dick.”

“That’s disappointing…” Butch croaked. “Well, Giovanni was kind enough to supply a going-away gift for you.” He flicked open a ball as a Raticate appeared. It hissed as Aria pressed herself against the back wall. “And there’s more where that came from!” With another flick, five more appeared.

The blue-haired Rocket watched the reaction of the former leader. “Butch, that’s enough. Stand down.”

“Our orders were any means necessary.” He stated. “We get her on our side.”

“But look at her!” He contested. “This is way too much!”

Butch sighed and stole James’s belt. With six more to the party, Aria was without defense. That was until a bright pink light appeared and she was nowhere to be found. “The hell?”

Winona tracked in bearing a deep pair of eyes. “Okay, where the fuck is she?” She grilled. “And why the hell are you with a swarm of Raticate?”

“Exploit the opponent’s weakness…” Butch growled, “Isn’t that the first rule of training? It’s not our fault she’s weak, but we have no clue where she went.”

“Well, there isn’t much to be done, is there?” She sighed.

“Great!” James nodded, “So I’ll be leaving…”

“Not before I break every bone in your body.”

“Please?” He begged.

“No.”

The next thing James knew, he was laying in a bed in what was assumed to be a hospital with his entire body in a cast. With a groan, he looked to his side to see another thing to brighten his day- one of the three twerpettes in the next bed over. “What are you doing here?!” She gasped. “And what did you piss off to get like that?”

“Well…” He laughed. “I guess Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned…” Looking over to the cast he paused. “What happened to you?”

“Bike accident a little while ago.” She explained. “Ash asked me to meet him, since there were some people he wanted to introduce, and I got too excited.”

James sighed as he painfully laid back. “Well, I guess we’re going to be roommates for a while… Anything good on?”

“Team Aero apparently took over the local station, so they’re showing all of the events.”

“We have a special report!” The television announced. “The legendary Pokemon, Mew, has been seen over Celadon City! Here we have the new leader of Team Aero with an official announcement for this spectacular event.”

The dark-looking leader appeared in a new business suit and glared at the camera. “Mew is more than that pink kitten you’re seeing in the sky. Mew is the incarnation of a primal force, and is completely protected by nature. Because of this, it is an act of suicide for any trainer that is not rank eight or higher. That is, anyone who is not Earth, Rising, Rain, or Beacon level or higher should not even attempt to capture this Pokemon.” He paused to take a breath. “And I would like to remind every Sinnoh trainer that it is a sin to capture Mew. Not that that will ever stop anyone nowadays.”

At that time, a small series of trainers were given a special ball and a scroll from a spirit. Which was on average replied by a “What the fuck?”

Finally, the Aero Leader gave the last order. “For the sake of order, everyone who will be joining in, please meet infront of the water fountain by the Celadon Department Store.”

At the mentioned fountain, Ash sighed. “Why did you talk me into this again?”

“Because!” The red-headed gym leader pointed. “You’ve been training professionally for seven years, and you still don’t have a psychic type!”

“Even Max has a Ralts now!” A brunette in red added.

“Misty, May…” He shook. “Why don’t you go capture it?”

May sighed. “They won’t let coordinators in…”

Misty smiled. “I’m sacrificing my chance for you… So when you get beaten half to death, I can take you back to the hospital!”

“This is going to be Pokemon Tech all over again, isn’t it?” He moaned.

“It’s not like you lost that time, anyways!”

In another spot, the purple-haired leader scanned the area with sapphire eyes. “Ah, Cynthia and Giovanni… Somehow I expected your arrival.”

“I have been after Mew since before you were born, young lady.” The Rocket leader laughed. “I won’t stop just because there’s a couple of brats trying to stop me.”
“Oh, have you visited your dogs yet?” She smiled darkly, “I think I put Bitch or whatever in intensive care after what he did to Aria.”

“Something happened to Aria?!” Cynthia gasped.

“She disappeared after this bastard commanded to go after her with Raticate!”

“Anyways…” The Rocket turned, “Isn’t it a sin for Sinnoh trainers to do this?”

The Sinnoh champion grinned as she pulled out a document. “Some spirit gave me this- a pardon from any sin I commit during my trip to Kanto.”

The water sparked as the Aero leader stepped out of the shadows of the fountain. “Welcome all. We will now start the capture contest. This is an important moment for the capture of an S class Pokemon. We will begin in three… two… one… START!”

“Let’s go, Ashy!” Misty rallied. “Since we’re working with a three-person team, we can get her all the faster!”

The trainer turned to see a pink spot in the sky. “Over the bike path! Let’s go!”

Ash had to look carefully as he chose his Pokemon to fight the target. A larger Pokemon like Snorlax or Sceptile might have trouble keeping up. With this in mind, he prepared Eevee as a secondary as he looked to his closest ally. “Pikachu, let’s be careful with this one. Swift.”

“Pika!” The mouse nodded as he took a nip from his fur. The mouse then charged the hairs and spat them as charged pulses that bounced off a pink barrier. “Pika?”

“That’s a tough kitten…” May glanced. “Not like the one we saw…”

Ash smirked. “Then we’ll have to get serious, won’t we?” He flicked his wrist as a

Pokeball appeared. “Eevee! Come on out!”

“Oh, it’s been a while since I’ve seen him…” Misty turned.

“You have an Eevee?” May blinked.

“A damn good Eevee, too.” He smirked. “Eevee! Shift to Umbreon!”

“Vee!” The pup called as his fur caramelized into a deep black.

“Now go in with a Feint Attack!” He called as the morphic Pokemon rushed ahead. However, the attack was suddenly stopped. “What’s going on, Umbreon?”

Out of nowhere, a large six-legged dragon emerged to stand before the team. A low and threatening growl filled the air as the Umbreon quickly returned to an Eevee form and rushed back to the bike.

“We’re retreating.” Ash announced. “We’re not messing with that.”

“Well…” Misty smiled. “At least we got to see it!”

Showing her ability as a strategist, the darker side of Winona took to the skies with Alteria to start the search. “There’s no way I can’t win…” She chuckled. “I’m the only one that can fly, so I have a distinct advantage with a levitating Pokemon.”

“It is nice to fly, isn’t it Winona?” Cynthia smiled as she came up on the back of a shark-like creature.

“How?”

“Aerodynamics.” She answered. “My Garchomp is more than capable of flight after you figure out how planes work.”

“Well then. I guess I do have some competition.” The wind trainer laughed, fixing her goggles. “Let’s begin. Dragon Dance.” She tightened her grip as the cotton dragon started doing amazing feats to gain speed. “There it is!” She announced. “Dragon Rush!” The cat was caught up in the wing of the attacker. The wind trainer looked over in search of the target… To see pink in her Pokemon’s wing. “Something tells me this isn’t the brightest Pokemon in the universe.” The creature looked up with unhappy eyes as a pink aura exploded and sent the dragon reeling. “Mayday!” She cried in response. “Alteria, we’ll have to land!”

Cynthia turned to make sure her competition was actually capable of correcting herself as she prepared for her attack. She produced a Pokeball that released a small alter that she began to rub like a wishing lamp. “Come on out Spiritomb…” She called. “We have work to do.”

A small flame appeared from the alter and warped until a purple cloud appeared above the trainer. As a pair of swirling green eyes blinked open, the ghost was ready to move.

“Spir!” It rallied in a strange voice.

“Great.” She smiled. “Use Dark Pulse.” The Pokemon’s form started to spin as a wave of dark energy. The wave’s amazing range made it so there was no escape, and the dark energies penetrated the psychic’s barrier. The creature cried out in pain as it started to fall. “Dive, Garchomp.” She commanded as the Spirit was returned. The trainer used her now-free hands to catch the target at an amazing speed. However, there was turbulence as the demonic dragon appeared again.

//Release Mew…// The creature seemed to say. //It is a sin for you to possess it.//

Cynthia smiled as she pulled out the document. “This is a note from The Church saying that I am forgiven for this sin, and as my patron god, Giratina, you have to abide with the agreement.”

//Yes, as with the agreement the founder of your church made with Lord Aruseus…//

“Then we’re on the same page.” She smiled as the fiend vanished. “Cherish ball, go!” She tapped the feline on the head with the crimson ball as it was engulfed. The ball shook as the trigger went off. “Alright!” She exclaimed, stealing Ash’s famous pose. “I captured Mew!”

In Celadon, the Aero leader sighed. “This is a bad way to start the weekend.”