@basilexs
It had been an old Team Rocket warehouse, but was completely abandoned now. Back in its heyday, this was a facility for smuggling Pokemon as well as working on experimental technology. However, anything of value had been long cleared out and stripped away. These days, the warehouse only served as a shelter for those who wanted to stay hidden; the homeless, the criminal, the juvenile, the lost. That was at least until something strange started happening there. Flickering lights, missing persons, voices. From the reports, it sounded like the warehouse was being used again, but by whom and for what purpose? And of all the people the Pokemon League could have sent to investigate, they had sent him.
The former leader of Team Rocket put a cigarette to his lips as he lazily scanned the warehouse for what must have been the thousandth time today. He had been here for hours, leaning against the railing of the catwalk, chain smoking the day away, waiting for anyone to come in. For anything to happen. Nothing so far.
“At least it’s a break from lab work,” he muttered to his shadow. When his shadow didn’t respond, Giovanni let out a smokey sigh. At this point he was just about ready to abandon the place and just let whatever illicit activities were going on thee to happen, but that’s when it started.
At first Giovanni thought he was seeing things. A flash of blue lightning? In here? Couldn’t be. But then it repeated again until it seemed that electricity was pouring into some formless mass in the center of the room below.
Blinking, Giovanni dropped the cigarette, stamping it out with his foot before moving around the catwalk to examine this pool of energy more closely. It was starting to take shape. Something ovular and what was he seeing inside of it? Then with a crackle, the arch stabilized and someone stepped through before it snapped closed behind them.
It took a moment for his eyes to readjust, but when they did, he was shocked by what he saw. Leaning forwards against the railing he talked down to the person who had just entered the room below. “Well, that’s new. So, who are you supposed to be? Petrel...? Is that you?”










