Chapter 1 

~10 Years Later~

“Looks like Team Rocket’s blasting off agaaaaaaaaaain!” Meowth, Jessie, and I screamed. Once again, that pathetic 10-year-old and his equally pathetic Pikachu had blasted us off. Why don’t we just quit this stupid job, I moaned inwardly as I was hurled through the air. Because if you do, you’ll have to go back home and face Jessibelle, a voice answered.

I sighed. This wasn’t the first time I had considered going home. There was always a battle going on inside me, one voice telling me that going home was the best choice, the other saying I should stay. Personally, I don’t know. If I went back home, I would have to follow “The Rules of Society” and be a gentleman, always acting formal and so unlike myself. Either that or get paralyzed by Jessibelle’s stupid Oddish. On the other hand, I could stay with Jessie and Meowth, get blasted off everyday by a Pikachu, sleep outside, grovel to Jessie, and eat what is possibly the worst canned food on the planet.

Tough choice, isn’t it? That’s why I usually do whatever Jessie says. I already have enough to worry about without having to make more decisions, and Jessie likes being in control.

“Oomph!” I heard Jessie land on the ground beside me. “Oomph!” Now it was my turn to be winded. “Meeee-ouch!” And that would have to be Meowth.

Jessie pulled me to my feet. “James, this is no time to be lying around!”

“But Jessie, I fell on a rock,” I whined.

She slapped me. “We have to get going.” She marched off, and I followed, just like always. Meowth brung up the rear. “Hey, what’s that?” he pointed to a sign.

We walked up to it. It was a flyer for some missing kid, no big deal. But Jessie was gaping in awe. “James, the boy in this picture looks just like....you.”

 

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