Fighting Arrows (Pokémon)

Chapter 1

Hello, I'm LapisLazulli2. If you haven't read the description (which I doubt), there is one thing you need to know, before reading.

This is a spin-off from False Hope (Pokémon). It isn't necessary to read False Hope first, but it's probably better. I also don't own Pokémon, like you all probably know.

Anyway, I hope you like the story, and have fun!

For the ones that need a pre-cap (if you need a longer pre-cap, Jessie's pieces were in Chapter 11 and 12 of False Hope):

I stepped into the man's large office. I didn't see his face only the back of a chair with a shadow in it. The room was filled with televisions that showed different places. One of them was a street. It was filmed out of a seat of a restaurant and I realized that someone was filming this on this right moment. The man should have spies everywhere. There was also a pokémon centre. There just came a woman in with a hurt Seel. And so were there dozens of screens showing a certain place.

"She's here."the woman said. I was getting annoyed. What did they want from me?

"Good."a low male voice said. And the chair slowly turned around. A man sat in the chair. He had brown hair and an orange tuxedo on. On top of him sat a young Meowth. "Can you say your name?"

"Jessie."I said, I tried to sound cool but failed. I could feel the fear coming closer to my mind. But I couldn't let the fear in. I needed to stay focused, now more than ever.

"And why are you here?"the "boss" asked.

"I want to learn how to stand up for myself."

Day: Tuesday (the 11th of September)

I tried to get a bit calmer by focusing on only one thing, in this case my breathing. The woman walked before me through long, dark hallways. What kind of place was this? What had I gotten myself into? An endless amount of questions coming up in my mind, but none that I could answer. At least, not yet.

What did I actually know about this place? This was one I did know the answer of. Nothing. I knew nothing. I had let my fear and weaknesses make decisions for me, even though I knew rash decisions could get you into trouble. And this place was the most likely place to prepare for trouble. Not only because of the atmosphere here, also because of how these people acted. Mysterious, graceful, defensive and prepared. I maybe wanted to become stronger, but at what cost? I shook my head. Too late to doubt my decision now. At least I would become stronger, that was all that mattered.

"Your room."the woman said, opening an iron door. The inside of the room was undoubtedly expensive, but with that also the most beautiful room I had ever seen. And surprisingly modern. I had never expected that one day, I'd be living in a room like this.

"Beautiful."I whispered.

"Need anything, say it."the woman replied. "Though I think this is all you need. There are computers for if you need to search anything. Traps that differ from room to room. You can find every last one of the traps explained in the manual. As soon as you read it, burn it, and remember everything of it. Weapons lie in a safe. Together with some other stuff you probably will need. And I also suggest you go change into a better uniform."

"A black uniform, like you?"I questioned. The woman stiffened.

"Of course not. My uniform says that I already am part of Team Rocket. You still need to earn that respect. That's your goal."

"My goal is to earn myself a black uniform anyone can make?"I asked monotone. I sighed. "Such a waste of time."

"This uniform isn't just black linen."the woman snapped. "Wear this uniform, then you're wearing a symbol. Every year people come to see if they're good enough to be part of this organization, and out of hundreds, only less than ten remain. This uniform is showing that they got through the hard training Team Rocket gives them, and with that they have our respect, and we have their undying loyalty." She looked a bit pissed, so I decided to just nod. The woman made a last growl, before she walked out of the room and slammed the door shut.