Pokemon : An Unexpected Journey
Chapter no.316 Red Envelopes

[ Celadon City - Team Rocket Base ] 

Jessie felt a haze lifting from her mind, like a fog slowly dissipating, revealing the stark reality of her surroundings. She tried to recall how she got here, but her memories were fragmented, hazy, like a jigsaw puzzle with missing pieces. She looked around and saw that she was in a small, brightly lit room with no windows. The walls around her were cold and unyielding, like a prison cell.

Panic and fear slowly began to rise within her, like a beast slowly awakening from its slumber. She tried to call out for help, but her voice was trapped within her throat, like a bird trapped in a cage. She felt trapped, unable to move or escape. Her mind was like a maze, with dead ends and twists and turns, making it difficult to find her way out.

As she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she felt a strange sensation in her mind, like something was trying to push its way in. She resisted, trying to hold it at bay, but the pressure grew stronger and stronger until she could no longer hold out.

Suddenly, there was a snap, like a rubber band breaking, and she awoke with her mind clear. She found herself in a bathroom stall, feeling confused and disoriented. As she stood up, her feet gave way, and she held onto the stall door to steady herself before making her way out.

The sound of chuckles filled her ears, and she turned to see a few Team Rocket grunt girls glancing at her, their eyes filled with mockery and disdain. She felt a surge of anger and frustration, like a volcano erupting inside her. "Take a picture, it'll last longer!" she screamed out, causing the girls to scurry away like frightened rats.

Turning towards the mirror on the wall, she saw the words "Room" written on her forehead with lipstick. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized her precious makeup had been ruined. She tried to remember her last memory, but her mind was like a fog, making it difficult to recall anything.

"James and Meowth," she muttered under her breath, trying to connect the dots. "I was eating with them before I tried to pick up the fallen spoon before.... I found myself here." She blinked a few times, trying to clear her mind, before turning on the faucet. "James and Meowth should know how this happened... right?" she wondered, feeling a sense of dread settling in her stomach like a stone.

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[ Team Rocket Base - Mess Hall ]

" Hey, what's taking Jessie so long ? Did she fall in ?" James asked while eating his mashed potatoes.

" How'd I know ?" Meowth replied as glimpsed at a shimmer of light from James's lap.

" Hey, what's dat ?" 

James looked down at his lap and saw a red envelope with a 1960's limited edition red velvet shake cap bottle.

James immediately picked it up excited as Meowth could see the utter joy in his eyes.

James picked up the bottle cap and saw the words, " Read in private " etched onto it.

" What's wrong ?"

" It's ruined, this masterpiece has been ruined by the greatest scum in the world !" James screamed out as he looked at the bottle cap with a melancholic look.

" Open da envelope, maybe there's money inside from a secret lover." 

" Humph, whoever destroys the sacred body of the bottle caps, isn't someone I want to be with." 

James's statement caused Meowth to sweatdrop as he used his claw to open the envelope.

Meowth and James curiously looked inside as Meowth looked disappointed at the lack of cash but his disappointment turned into confusion as he saw the image of a woman that looked eerily like Jessie but she wore an extremely fancy dress. The image of "Jessie" was attached to the image of a Growlithe sitting under a tree.

Meowth glanced up to James who had a blank expression on his face as he suddenly stood up and hurriedly left.

" Hey, what's da matter ?!" Meowth exclaimed as he saw James disappear from the hall.

" Meowth, where's James ?" 

Meowth turned to see a furious Jessie with a red patch on her forehead looking at him.

( ~ Gulp ~ )

" He suddenly went in da direction of our rooms." Meowth replied causing Jessie to stop as she remembered the word," Room"

Getting a gut, feeling that something was wrong. Jessie hurriedly went towards her room leaving behind a confused Meowth.

Meowth looked at the remaining food and exclaimed," More for me!"

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 Jessie stumbled into her dark, silent room, her heart pounding in her chest. Her hand fumbled against the wall until it found the light switch. As she flicked it on, the room was flooded with an eerie, cold light.

And there, on her bed, was a bright red envelope.

She hesitated for a moment, unsure if she wanted to know what was inside. But her curiosity got the best of her and she picked up the envelope, feeling a sense of dread fill her stomach.

The last few minutes of her memory were missing, as if they had been ripped away from her. She tried to remember what had happened, but her mind was blank.

As she examined the envelope, she couldn't shake the feeling that it was somehow connected to her missing memories. But who had left it there? And why?

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As Green departed from Celadon City Gym and hastened towards the winding alleyway. Yet, her movements were abruptly hindered by a peculiar creature - a dark ultramarine-blue, bipedal Pokémon that resembled a poison dart frog with yellow eyes, which were encircled by black markings. Orange pouches, expandable in nature, adorned its cheeks, while a black marking encompassed its upper arms and chest. White bands snaked around its chest, and its three fingers and toes were predominantly black. However, its center digits were distinguished by a bright orange hue.

" Croagunk!" the Pokémon declared, barring Green's way.

Suddenly, a voice from behind interjected, shrill and commanding, "Hands in the Air!" Green whirled around to find Looker, brandishing a firearm in his hand.

With measured movements, Green complied, raising her hands high in the air. "This is the international police. You are under arrest. Turn around slowly, and hands where I can see them!" Looker bellowed, his gaze sharp and penetrating.

However, Green's attention was drawn back to Croagunk as the creature was launched towards Looker at great velocity.

( ~Crash~ )

( ~Thud~ )

In the aftermath, Looker ground his teeth, his eyes scanning the alleyway for any sign of Green, but to no avail. " Fuck!" he cursed, frustration evident in his tone.

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[ Omake Paragraph ]

It is said that in the age when the Indigo Plateau was merely another geographical feature, Moltres itself made its nest there. It is said that the Pokemon League's legendary founder captured Moltres itself in an epic struggle, built the Hall of Fame on the site of its former nest, used it to win many battles, and when he grew old and felt death approaching, ordered a secret cavern in Victory Road to be constructed as his strongest comrade's new home.

This, of course, is legend, although it may also be fact. What is certain is that, as soon as it enters the historical record, the Pokemon League carried the flame of Moltres as its eternal torch. Pokemon trainers of the highest echelons have often worshiped it, not as a sky god or a flame god, but a god of power and victory.

Unlike many other legendary Pokemon, the existence of Moltres is not in serious doubt, although most skeptics consider it merely a rare and extremely powerful pokemon but not a god, and a few believe it to be a Pidgeot whose wings had caught fire. This is because many powerful trainers have challenged it to test their own strength, each of them seeking to be acknowledged as the greatest ever. Most fail, some perish, and others are dragged out to the Center by trainers who stumble upon Moltres' lair, or ocassionally the next challenger to come. No one since the League Founder has captured it, only Red has defeated it in combat, and even he had to use all six pokemon to do so.

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