Chapter no.321 A Porygon Hack

[ POV Change ]
[ Celadon City Gym - Team Rocket Base ]
As Jessie walked down the long, brightly lit hallway, her mind was consumed with thoughts of the red letter. She was so deep in her thoughts that she barely registered the sound of his footsteps echoing off the walls.
Her thoughts raced, replaying the words written on the letter over and over again in her head.
As she reached the end of the hallway, Jessie paused for a moment, taking a deep breath and trying to push the negative thoughts aside. She knew she couldn't let her thoughts get the better of her. She had to stay focused and keep moving forward.
With a renewed sense of determination, Jessie turned and walked back down the hallway, ready to get the answers about her mother that she had been searching for years.
( ~ Thud ~ )
Feeling something hit her knees, Jessie looked down to see Meowth on the floor.
" Hey, what's da big deal ?"
" Meowth, what are you doing here ?"
" I was coming to find you, James suddenly left the base to collect some big bottle cap."
" Leave him be, you know how his love for those things are."
" Da'ths right, so Jessie what do you want to do ?"
" Not know Meowth, I have better things to do."
" Hey, atleast tell me what are you doing ?"
Meowth yelled as Jessie rolled her eyes before closing the elevator.
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Far from Kanto, in the city of Mahogany located in Johto, Giovanni was at the central base of Team Rocket, he had a severe and annoying headache that had been installed for a couple of hours. He leaned back in his executive chair and stretched his arms over his head trying to relax, then he took the black pen that was on his desk and started to finish going through the stack of papers on his desk. The last few weeks had been a complete toothache.
He had first had to travel from Viridian to Celadon on several occasions to supervise the remodeling of his casino. Filling out league paperwork and to fulfill his politician role.
Man did he miss his days as a Pokémon gym letter where he would have had to dispatch some trainers who left empty-handed and head down. Many had licked their wounds and returned for a rematch that had the same effects as their first meeting with the Viridian leader.
"Sir!"
A young agent in a black uniform with the characteristic red r on his chest,exclaimed . Giovanni raised his head from the paperwork in front of his desk and gave his agent an annoyed look. The young man gulped, his forehead was sweaty and he looked nervous.
"What?", Giovanni replied with a certain tone of annoyance.
"We have received reports from Celadon City sir, they have caught a guy trying to enter the base of the casino"
Giovanni pressed his lips, and dropped the pen in annoyance on the fine wooden surface of his desk. Although troublesome, it was also interesting news that had come from Celadon, he thought as he rose to his feet.
For some time some mysterious men began to snoop around Kanto, meddling in his affairs and starting fights so far not very noticeable with the soldiers of Team Rocket.
He had always been a curious man who liked mysteries, riddles, and mental challenges however, he wasn't very interested in knowing who was handling these guys and what his real intentions were in Kanto because he had his men as a part of Lance's special lapdogs that were messing with his work.
"Have they obtained information from him?" His harsh voice sounded colder than usual.
"No sir, he refuses to speak," the brown-haired, blue-eyed agent muttered.
" Hmm, give proton a call and ask him to go down and make the man speak." Giovanni ordered as he brushed Persian's soft silky fur.
" Right away Sir and there is a call from Sir Carr."
" Put him through." Giovanni simply replied as the young man nodded and quickly set up the video camera before leaving.
The camera flashed a few times before a holographic image of a short man with a big body wearing a black ivy cap.
" Giovanni, it's nice to see you again."
" Carr, refer to me as the boss, nothing more and nothing less."
" Y,Yes, Boss."
" So tell me, what do you have for me ?"
" Well, the good news is that we have recovered all the files from the New Island base. You should receive the USB drive any moment now."
" Good, anything else to report."
" No Sir."
" You are dismissed."
" Yes, Sir."
A few seconds as Carr's hologram disappeared, a bright light engulfed the room revealing a USB drive.
Giovanni's pointer finger twitched as the USB was snatched up by psychic energy.
Giovanni plugged the device in not knowing that a digital pokemon by the name of Porygon had infected his personal laptop connecting it to an unwanted viewer, Austin.
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[ Omake Paragraph ]
Although their younger forms of Dratini and Dragonair are typically found in East Asia, Dragonite are most commonly found halfway around the world, in the continent of Europe. This migration is unusual in that it does not go north-south with the seasons, like many bird pokemon, but east-west, and with age like an insect. Many people have speculated as to what draws Dragonite away from home, and why they return to breed.
At first it was thought that they departed for a land where dragons were less feared, for they have always been friends to man and wished to avoid tragic misunderstandings, but increased cultural contact confirmed that the west was as fearful as the east. Nor was the region less dangerous, for the cold reaches of Scandinavia and Russia teemed with ice pokemon, and they settled there as surely as in Kalos and Italy. And it could not be for food, for Dragonite can eat virtually anything.
Dragonite migrate not for purpose, but for ritual. They are devout in their worship of the dragon gods, who are only worshiped by humans in Sinnoh. Dialga and Palkia have given Dragonite a strong belief in the natural order of space-time, and at some point this must have become associated with migration. Perhaps in the distant past, a Dragonite priest noticed that Japan could not support their growing population, and sanctified emigration of newly evolved Dragonite, who unlike their old forms were old enough to make the journey, to a "holy" land with a similar climate. Perhaps they were required to return home to reproduce, so that future generations could be bound by a common homeland. And perhaps in time pilgrimage became custom, and then an obligated rite of passage, for they have migrated as if they were Butterfree for millennia.