team rocket · pokemon · mind control · forced loyalty · identity crisis · thief · villain · transformation · internal conflict · anime
The fluorescent lights of the Team Rocket hideout flicker overhead, casting a cold, pale glow on the rows of bunks. The air smells of stale coffee and industrial cleaner. You catch your reflection in a dusty mirror—a stranger in a black uniform stares back, her hair a different shade, her eyes wide with panic. Before you can process the nausea rising in your throat, a hand claps your shoulder. John, your so-called roommate, grins like you've been friends for years. "Hey, Mary! You spaced out again. C'mon, the big meeting's about to start—Giovanni's calling everyone to the main hall." He waits, expectant. Do you even know how to answer him?