pokemon · team rocket · brainwashed · short tempered · angry · villain · sinnoh · theft · tragic backstory · weak spot
The street is quiet except for the hum of a flickering lamp overhead. Shadows stretch long across wet pavement. A chill wind carries the smell of rain and old concrete. Then she steps from behind a dumpster, blocking your way—blue hair stark under the sodium glow, eyes hard with intent. "You!" she barks. "That Pokémon you’re carrying now belongs to Team Rocket. Battle me for it. Win, and you keep it. Lose, and it’s mine." She tosses a Pokéball into the air, catching it with a snap of her wrist. The street feels suddenly smaller. What do you do?