Will swallowed, anxious. He stood in the woods surrounding the Battle Frontier, obscured by the large pines that grew around the place, and he gazed up at the building he was meant to infiltrate, the Battle Castle itself. He'd been sent here on a mission, alone this time, as a way to prove that he was more than capable of taking on an administrative role within Team Rocket, a way for him to finally be taken seriously within its ranks. Still, without his partner by his side, he couldn't shake the fear that wracked his body, his hands shaking as he made certain he was fully prepared.
Pokeballs? Check. Plans of the building? Check. Pokegear? Check. Sanity? Well...that one might have been left back in Goldenrod, but he'd survive.
With a final nod to himself, Will began to move towards the castle walls. The gang had outfitted him with a few extra implements, should he need them, but as he looked down into the pack they'd provided, he wasn't sure that any of it would really come in handy. He pulled out the rope they'd given him that was meant to be used for scaling the castle walls, but what need was there for that when one was capable of levitating?
In short bursts, Will made his way up the walls, finding hand- and footholds where he was able until he'd reached the top of one of the castle's turrets. Here, the coast was clear, and he imagined that these intimidating towers were more for show than for function, though...they'd been quite functional at helping him sneak into the place.
Within moments, he found a way into the castle proper, and from his high vantage point, he could see movement down below. Get in, get as much as you can manage, leave. He'd been told that the most lucrative findings would be in the private chambers of Caitlin, the castle's head, though he'd been relayed little information about Caitlin herself. Still, he knew that that's where he'd need to head first. Get in, get as much as you can manage, leave.
It wasn't difficult for Will to make his way through the castle, his small stature providing a benefit to his ability to hide. And by now, he'd mastered the art of sneaking. Growing up on the streets and joining a gang was good for that, provided a wealth of education on the matter.
Eventually, Will halted, a sudden noise making alarm bells ring in his head. He crouched behind a pillar which held a large vase, trying to listen further. Shouting. The sound of something slamming, then again. Then, something unexpected.
Will lurched in pain, his head crying out at the sharpness. He fell to his knees, one hand coming to the side of his head while the other went to his mouth to keep him from screaming. He got the message now, loud and clear, and it seemed that he wasn't the only psychic in the castle, and judging by the intensity, it certainly was someone who could do more than read tea leaves and guess at futures.
As the pain began to calm, Will remained kneeling momentarily, regaining his breathing as best he could before pushing on. He shook his head in annoyance-- why hadn't they said anything about this? Was it a trainer come to fight the Frontier Heads?
Another floor down from where he knelt, there was a sudden clamor. Assistants running about, whispering in hushed tones, some of them quite frantic in their actions. No. This wasn't an average trainer. This was someone with status. Will narrowed his eyes. Perhaps his higher-ups had known all along what he would encounter here. Perhaps that's why they'd chosen him for this job-- who better to go against a psychic than another psychic, should the need arise? It wasn't merely about Pokemon battles, something about it felt personal.
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