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Rayn hummed as he eased the hovercar around another bend on Route 51, the road to Chartreuse City, going at speeds reaching approximately 150 miles per hour. The other passengers however, were not quite as thrilled.
"Slow down!!" Yelled Kit, her deep brown curls blown out of her face.
"Rayn, have you lost your mind!" Screamed Utika from the back. Jaise, Reece, and Elec stayed quietly in the back exchanging worried glances.
"Oh, come on guys, you've got nothing to worry about. This car's been through - whoa!" He exclaim. In a timely fashion the car had chosen to stall. "Hey, hey, nothing wrong. It's probably nothing Elec can't fix ... right, Elec?" He appended.
"Yeah, sure, whatever you say ... " replied Elec, the mechanical specialist of the group.
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Six hours and many a heated argument later, they reached the outskirts of Chartreuse.
"Okay, guys, remember, we've got no influence over Chartreuse - it's not owned by Team Rocket like Saffron is. However," Reece, the intelligence and local affairs person in the group, paused for emphasis, "the Pokemon Center, ironically, is not official, this particular center happens to be sympathetic to our cause. Got it? Get it? Good."
Rayn pulled into a parking lot and powered down the vehicle into an empty spot. "Alright, guys, here we are," announced Rayn, "I'll go pick up some food. Chinese sound good?"
Yes, was the general consensus.
Knowing Rayn's strange taste for scorchingly spicy foods, Jaise joined him to make sure he would buy something edible. As they drove out of the lot, Jaise started wondering about the mission.
"So, you got any clue why we're here?" quieried Jaise.
"Uh-uh, but it has to be serious."
"And you get that from..."
"Think about it for a second ... the Boss assembled this team just three weeks ago, and all of our missions so far have been local, hack this - steal that missions, the kinda missions a team of our caliber could handle sleeping."
"My, aren't we modest?"
"Shut up. I'm pretty sure this mission has to be the real purpose of forming our team."
"Maybe you're overthinking thinking it?"
"I dunno ... but I've just got this feeling." Replied Rayn with a sense of finality.
As they walked into the Chinese resturant Rayn felt something was wrong. And he was right. The moment they walked into the resturant, Rayn went into the slow motion thinking mode he went into right before a battle, ever since the capture of his first Pokemon eight years before.
Without this sixth sense, he would have never noticed the knife flying towards his back.
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"Ahhh ... " Sighed Kit, getting into the hot bath. It seemed to her that the last time that she had actually had a real, hot bath had been a lifetime before. Being a key player in a criminal syndicate had its downsides.
After what seemed to her a few minutes she heard someone banging on the bathroom door.
"Get out of there!" Yelled Elec, "It's been almost an hour!"
Oh man, She thought, sighing mentally, Oh well.
Five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom, hair dripping, and tied up in a towel, and the rest of her clothed in a bright blue pair of pants and a creamy yellow shirt.
"Why must you always be so garish?" Questioned Utika, a woman known for never wearing any color except for black. Kit decided to ignore the question. Elec suddenly ran into the room and straight to the bathroom. Utika and Kit exchanged glances and broke out laughing. It was at that moment that someone chose to knock on the door to their motel room.
"Must be Rayn and Elec," said Utika, heading out of the room to answer the door.
She opened the door to come face to face with the barrel of a gun.