I spent countless hours writing this story, after my last failure Fanfic. So please read and enjoy. Don't forget to post something, anything is appreciated. Yes everything, even grammar mistakes.
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The following may not be suitable to all ages.
The following is suitable for 10 and up for mild language.
Prologue
"Years and years Team Galactic has been making fools of themselves in the Sinnoh region. Going for universal domination, something always dreamed of, but never accomplished. Today marks a new day for Team Galatic, this is because we stand before a new leader, a much more powerful leader. Attempted plots for legendaries proving fruitless, senseless attempts on rocket fuel that was never needed, all of this farce will be put to rest." read a Team Galactic grunt. "Can you believe this crap Derek? And what does...uhhhhh...farce mean?" asked the Grunt as he stared at the incomprehensible word in the memo scratching his beard.
Two grunts were standing in the rec room looking at the new memo on the board. The room was mostly full of virtual reality games and a pool table.
"New management always sucks." the grunt named Derek started throwing darts at a picture with the new boss's face on it.
"Sucks? I think we can have a better vocabulary than that." A menacing man had just entered the rec room, he had dark hair, his features were distinct, and he donned an impressive black designer-suit and loafers.. "I think the term 'sucks' could apply to the grunts I currently have employed. Also, farce would be a noun, it means joke, again much like my employment."
"Awww man, no disrespect Boss." Derek pleaded. "Isn't that right Josh?"
"Yeah Boss, no disrespect" Josh repeated as he started backing up.
"Well the fact that I feel disrespected is minor. Can you two grunts define the word draconian? asked the Boss with a smile on his face. The two looked dumbfounded.
"I'm sorry, where is my head? It was a rhetorical question." Looking at the two grunts still staring at him in fear and confusion, his anger started to rise. "You two must be kidding, if my mere vocabulary confuses you to this state, how do you handle missions! You two are annoying me beyond comprehension!.......However I do have a task even you two can manage" he stated, calming himself down.
"Anything boss!" The two yelled in unison, both saluting him.
"Can you guys handle a simple kidnapping?"
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Chapter 1
The Kidnapping
It had been raining for days in the Resort Area of Sinnoh. Where there were once was plentiful and beautiful flowers, layed petals and soil. The sky was gray, save for the occasional lightning that lit the sky. In the middle of the Resort Area sat the Grand Hotel. It got that name for achieving five stars for four years in a row. The building stood tall and proud with a burgandy coat. In the window you can see a young boy with his parents, the boy wore a pained expression as if he would rather be anywhere else then the place he was currently at. The young boy stood at about five feet, eight inches, he had a pokeball necklace, wore brown cargo pants and a white polo shirt, his boots were squeaky clean. He had an air of being well taken care of. His parents were sophisticated looking. His father had blonde hair and chestnut eyes that seemed twinkled whenever they layed upon the young boy sitting before him. He had obviously been the one who suggested that matching outfits were a good idea. The boy's mother had long dark hair, a thick sweater, a beautiful skirt; all her clothes were the latest in fashion.
"Come on sport, just a couple of more days," pleaded the father figure. "theres no way we can leave, your mother hasn't competed in her contest yet."
"But this hotel is a drag, theres nothing to do at this stinkin' hotel!" argued the young boy. "This place may have five stars officially, but I would give it zero, and on top of all that it's been raining for days!"
"Daniel William Jacobs! How dare you talk to your father like that! I have a mind to not let you go this year either!" his mother declared. It was obvious who the disciplinarian was in this household.
Outside the window were two young men. Both had white outfits and black boots. They had been eaves-dropping for quite awhile.
"This rain is going to give me a cold, tell me why you get to be in charge? whispered Josh furiously.
"I'm the brains because that's the way it is, end of discussion. You have to shut up, or my plan will be ruined" hissed Derek. He was soaked and hearing his partner complain wasn't helping at all.
"Did you hear something outside dear? asked Daniel's mother? A potted plant broke outside the window.
"You idiot! How hard was it to sit down and shut the bloody hell up? You broke the pot, you lummox! ranted Derek as Josh struggled to get up.
"Let me go see Dad" asked Daniel.
"Absolutely not, Richard go see whats out there, I can hear people shouting, someone could be hurt." Daniel's mom looked out of the window. "Oh goodness they're two Galactic members, nevermind Richard." she giggled. "Go ahead honey, it will be good practice for your journey."
"Okay!" Daniel rushed outside, it was still pouring, however Daniel had a smile on his face. There were two Team Galactic members arguing outside his window. "You two lovebirds finished? laughed Daniel. He reached for his necklace, pressed the button and released his dragonair. He had Dratini since he was ten, when his father gave it to him. His dratini was the last of his father's pokemon, and his father could never get it to evolve, and when Dratini evolved for Daniel, it was the token of respect that showed his parents he should be allowed to go. Dragonair had a shiny coat, always kept clean due to it's Shed Skin Ability.
"It's the kid! Go Tangrowth!" out came a bush with eyes, or what it seemed to be. "Tangrowth, sleep powder! As soon as Derek commanded it a thick powder circumvented the area, knocking out Dragonair, as well as Josh. However it may not have been the powder, but just laziness to an alarmingly high extent.
"No!! Dragonair wake up, wake up!" Daniel had been getting even more drowsy the more he tried to fight it. "Return Dragonair" it was his final attempt to atleast save Dragonair from harm.
"Idiot! Wake up! You almost cost us the damn mission! I am personally going to request a new partner when we get back to HQ! said Derek in his usual rant as he wheezed. "You're carrying this kid for the rest of the way. They were carrying Daniel in a sack while he was still sleeping. "Not like you did anything else whatsoever."
"Fine, fine, I'll carry the pipsqueak. Its not far to the Galactic Chopper. The fact that we get to use it must mean something about the kid." stated Josh as he took the sack from Derek. They were trudging in deep mud, as it was still pouring.
"You see the rocks on his mother? Wish we had time to get those too, but we should be payed enough for this job." Derek, now pleased that he had the dead weight off of him, had started a conversation about what he would do with his half of the money all the way to the helicopter.
The Grand Hotel
" I think that's enough Daniel, come back in!" shouted Daniel's mother out the window. ".....Richard, he's not out there!" tears had welled up in her eyes.
"Stop joking around you two, Minerva you should know better after my last surprise birthday." Richard started looking around for Daniel. "Minerva, you aren't kidding are you?" Richard's smile made a 180 degree turn as he called Officer Jenny.
The Team Galactic HQ
A young professional-looking man entered a dark room, where the only light came from the flames of a candle.
"Mr. Draco, I have a report that the Galactic Chopper crashed into the ocean" at this precise moment the candles went out simultaneously. "Ahhh, s-sir...." hesitated the young man as he stepped backwards.
"Silence!" commanded Draco. "Robert, do you know what the draconian means?"
"Sure, it means severe or cruel, usually to do with torture and punishments." retorted the young lieutanent very quickly. He passed with flying colors on the aptitude test, and that definition was the last question it.
"Very good Mr. Johnson." as Draco let out a maniacal laugh all you could hear was the screams of a young man for what seemed to be hours. "I never liked that smart-ass anyway" Draco let out laughs until tears of joy came to his eyes.