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-> Hugh insults with the most hurtful words ever: "You're boring. :/"

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. When Ava signed up for Team Rocket she fully expected to stay cozy inside offices, doing menial computer work that people saw as beneath them. That was the safe job, but that job wasn’t as much of a priority these days. With smaller numbers, everyone that remained in Team Rocket had to take on more tasks to make up for the lack of manpower. That included office grunts like herself.

Now Ava also served as a scout. She was sent out on the field to help coordinate and keep an eye out for danger and act as a line of communication for her fellow Rockets. It was totally out of her comfort zone and very stressful. Thankfully overtime she had grown used to it. So here she was, up on a rooftop keeping watch as a group down on the ground was facing off against a rival gang. Beside her, her Lucario and Houndoom stood watch as well to guard her back.

These scuffles were a lot more common these days. Ever since Team Rocket failed to bring back Giovanni in Johto it emboldened the local gangs into fighting back. They wanted to reclaim their old territories that Rocket took from them. Rocket used to keep them under control, but now in their weakened state it was a free for all. The outskirts of cities, like this usually quiet dock in a shady area of Vermilion, was highly contested.

The fight down below looked pretty even so far. Both sides were jockeying for position. It was a fight between human and pokemon alike. With the humans as main targets to keep them from sending out more pokemon, and the pokemon as defenders to keep their trainer safe.

A flash of red in Ava’s peripheral vision caught her attention. She pulled up her binoculars and spotted a young man with red hair heading in their direction. He wasn’t dressed like a gang member. Probably some punk trainer thinking he can swoop in and save the day by breaking up a fight. Ava pulled up a walkie-talkie to her mouth to send a message into the earpieces of the Rockets on the ground.

“I have eyes on a bogie flying in from the north. Red hair. No gang colors. Over.

Another scuffle between vermin, that would be how Silver would describe the current fight between gang members happening in his sights.  Harsh as a tundra, icy silver eyes sized up each gang member as he adjusted his gloves and called out four pokemon: Weavile, Crobat, Alakzam and Magnezone. He held a hunting knife that had wires around it. He had his mouth covered by his jacket, but all his pokemon nodded and began to act on their own, did he give them orders? It would appear so as his Crobat would fly off to roost on the side on a building of the northeast area near the fight. The Weavile would move toward the southwest, while the Magnezone and Alakzam took cover in an alleyway along with their trainer, a sudden flash of light occurring before they all-vanished?

At first, it would appear nothing happened, but that would soon change as an electromagnetic pulse mixed with alpha-waves would be washed around a one 0.5 mile radius from the alleyway they had all vanished in. Next would be one of the rival gang grunts screaming in terror as something appeared to be swallowing them into their own-shadow? Then a low pitch-supersonic wave would be heard, which while most managed to seem unaffected, same humans and pokemon in the mixed started to act irrationally confused.

"Croagunk use Faint Attack!" "Scrafty use Incinerate!" "Venonat use Sleep Power!" The rival gang called out attacks in a  confused panic as they tried and failed to reach their comrade in time. The last thing they see of him would be the fear in his eyes as he screamed for help.

Then came the screaming that seemed magnified to the point it have this distorted echo around the area they were fighting. The rival gang members and there pokemon all began swearing and asking what was going on, while the pokemon became so jumpy and anxious that they'd attack anything that move or made a sound that wasn't their ally at this point. Trash cans, random pieces of wood that tilted slightly and hit said garbage can, anything was getting with fire and poison type attacks.

The kidnapped gang grunt would then appear curled up tightly in the beetle position along the edge of the fighting grounds. A comrade of their's rushing over to see if they were alright, kneeling down to check out their body to see what happened to them.  Onlookers could see the curled up grunt jolt up and cling to the other one, appearing as if he was terrified and clinging to this comrade for protection and comfort- but in the next moment, they's hear the clung to comrade made a gurgling noise as his body spasmed about as if he got hit with a stun gun.

To the few pokemon that could had a good sense of smell, the scent of blood could now be smelt in the air from where those two rival grunts were.

This only marked the beginning.

Ava saw the trainer call out his pokemon, and she expected him to rush into the fight. What he did instead was entirely different. It all happened so fast, making her unable to warn her team mates.

She covered her eyes when there was the flash of light. Then she heard a buzz from her ear piece and the radio for a second before it was cut out into silence. An EMP wave to cut their communications. What was harder to identify was the buzzing inside her head that gave her a headache.

[Psychic waves.] A voice in her mind answered. The voice of her Lucario, Argos. [Hold on.]

The Lucario held up a paw to the side of her head. His own psychic training was just enough to help her. The pain of the headache lessened, not gone but enough for her to regain her focus and turn her attention back to what was going on below. She didn’t need her ear piece to hear the yells of pain, confusion, and panic.

Beside her, Basker growled when he caught the scent of blood on the battle field. Ava reached back to touch his horn, a signal to stay until she gave him a command.

The situation that was now before them brought to Ava’s mind reports she heard from other Rockets. That there was a vigilante going around attacking Rocket and rival gangs alike without mercy. The description of those attacks matched this one. That red headed trainer was him.

Her priority now was to protect her team mates and get them out. They were lucky that the red-headed vigilante attacked the other gang first. Ava was going to have to think and act fast if she was going to try to counter him. Two pokeballs were pulled from her belt.

“King, Roar. Thor, draw in that electricity.” She said her commands before unleashing them.

An indigo blue glow formed around her arms, temporarily imbuing them with strength enhancing Aura to allow her to throw those pokeballs far enough to get close to the battle field. Arcanine was out first with a deafening roar of a howl that pierced through the cacophony, forcing the pokemon around him back into their pokeballs. That would reduce the risk of a stray attack hitting him or one of the other Rockets. After him Electrike was on the field as a precaution. His Lightning Rod drew in the electrical currents causing his fur to spark as it charged him up with its energy. Ready to attack if their new enemy showed itself.

Moodboard request: Akamai & Brock.

For @fansirvice

The doorbell ring was an unexpected one as she did not have any packages coming in that day. When she opened the door to a delivery man with a fruit basket and a card, well this had to be from someone else.

She brought the basket in and set it down on the table in the front room while she opened the card. A curious Snivy that was out was quick to stick its nose in to see if there was something it would like to eat.

Ah, so it was from Silver! He brought up a good point. Despite reuniting they hadn’t really taken the time to really get know each other again. Even when Silver was home with her due to his injures she was focused mostly on taking care of him while he rested and healed. Afterwards they occasionally made phone calls, but overall life had gotten the best of them yet again.