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As you may know by now, I run Rocket100, a prompt community on LJ for the Evil Teams of Pokémon. So I have a list of 100 prompts for people to write fics on. I decided to get in on the action myself and do a few. They're not in any order, so I started with this one, #11.
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Finally, after what seemed like hours, he reached the edge of the water. Almost every part of his body was in pain, but at least those he could keep track of. His arm had already gone numb, and remembering his field first aid courses wasn't helping his mind any.
His attempt was to climb in the water as one would a soothing bath, but he lost his balance and fell in most ungracefully. Screw it, he thought, at least there's no one here.
Floating along the surface, he could feel the water taking effect, the tingling up and down his body revitalizing him. He closed his eyes and let himself be healed, thankful that the water had decided to be generous to the one who had endangered it.
He had his plan. It had been inspired by the rush of power capturing Celebi had given him, but thinking it over, Giovanni was not the right leader for the Team. No, the Rockets needed a new leader; someone strong, charismatic, someone that could get things done.
Someone like him.
In the meantime, the water would heal him, and he could alert the Team of the lake's location. That should patch up any reputation problems that redheaded woman would give him, because really, who would the Team believe?
His unmasked face to the sky, Vicious smirked.
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Finally, after what seemed like hours, he reached the edge of the water. Almost every part of his body was in pain, but at least those he could keep track of. His arm had already gone numb, and remembering his field first aid courses wasn't helping his mind any.
His attempt was to climb in the water as one would a soothing bath, but he lost his balance and fell in most ungracefully. Screw it, he thought, at least there's no one here.
Floating along the surface, he could feel the water taking effect, the tingling up and down his body revitalizing him. He closed his eyes and let himself be healed, thankful that the water had decided to be generous to the one who had endangered it.
He had his plan. It had been inspired by the rush of power capturing Celebi had given him, but thinking it over, Giovanni was not the right leader for the Team. No, the Rockets needed a new leader; someone strong, charismatic, someone that could get things done.
Someone like him.
In the meantime, the water would heal him, and he could alert the Team of the lake's location. That should patch up any reputation problems that redheaded woman would give him, because really, who would the Team believe?
His unmasked face to the sky, Vicious smirked.