So I tried my hardest to fix this chapter, even going so far as to delete the previous test and paste the original and making the necessary edits. My apologies for a crappy format.

“Father, what is the meaning of this? Yeah, he’s a dick, but isn’t this illegal?”

“Hey, cutie. You do know that any time there has ever been a ‘team’ in the past, they tried to do bad things? You know, Magma, Plasma, and Cypher, just to name a few. Teams, regardless of what they stood for, did things their own way. Having three teams can be a bit disorderly.”

“The young man is right. We may not be so petty like Team Rocket, or extreme like Team Galactic, but we have our goals. Candela, my child, I brought you here to”

“To join in the family business. Whack me and your daddy is proud. Pussy out and you are labeled a disgrace.”

“What? Huh? What is going on?!”

“You need to hold your tongue, mongrel!”

Shit, even I can tell you aren’t the big boss, old man. This must just be some branch. This guy must be an Admin or even lower. I guess the best bet I have is to stall the family feud long enough until my comrades arrive and then I can get out of here.

But seeing Candela like this really pisses me off.

“Look, your pops over there wants to instill upon you the necessity to understand consequences. He’s going to say some Tauros shit about me making poor decisions and now I must pay for them. But now you have a choice. There’s actually quite a few.

One, disobey and leave.

Two, disobey and stay and watch daddy do it himself.

Three, obey and have nightmares for quite a while.

Four, obey and sleep soundly tonight.

Five, torture me and show off your twisted self.

Six, free me.

Seven, betray me.

Eight”

“I get it, I get it…why do you not care?”

“Oh, I care. I just don’t give a shit about what you do. You aren’t technically at fault.”

“That’s right, darling. He’s the one at”

“Shut the fuck up, moron. I wasn’t talking to you. If I get a chance, I will shoot you no questions asked. Anyways, you are just a spoiled, prissy, rich girl who never experienced hardship. You sit on your, I don’t know, Arcanine leather couch, I don’t know what the fuck rich people do.”

“…”

“Honey, don’t listen to him. Here, take this. If you don’t like what he says, just get rid of him.”

A gun? I thought those were collected by the Rangers? I guess this is indeed a bad guy. But I can’t say much. Let’s see, what would be more satisfying? A curb stomp, or a bullet through his head? Maybe I just rip his jaw apart and watch him bleed for a while.

Where was I? Oh right.

“Look, you now have the ability to shut me up! Are you going to kill me quickly, or will you shoot an artery and let me bleed out slowly? Decisions, decisions. You hold the life of a person in your hands.”

“Quit it…”

“Shut me up, come on. If you want me to, make me.”

“Quit it.”

“I don’t listen to whiny children who can’t even make a decision for themselves and only rely on others.”

“Quit. It.”

There she goes. She is calming down and getting angry.

“Why? Aren’t I going to die anyway? Hell, you are about to kill a hardcore fan.”

“Shut up!”

“You know, I still love y”

“SHUT UP!”

“You are even beautiful when you’re angry.”

She is back to shaking, as she begins to fall to the ground in despair. Her gun lowers to the floor as well.

*Beep*

“What was that?”

“What was what?”

“…”

*Beep*

Hehehe, looks like daddy is getting antsy. Let's show him the badge.

“What is that?! A red R?! Dammit!”

*Beep*

“Candela, give me the”

*Beep*

“Give me the gun!”

*Beep*

“Now!”

*Beep*

*Beep*

*Beep*

*Beep*

*Beep*

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

BANG!

Oh look, my buddies. Nice. Here comes one now.

Woohoo, I am free! Now then.

“Excuse me, beautiful. I need this.”

Taking the gun out of her hands, I face the cowering father. Candela is startled, but she doesn’t seem to move after that. She just looks at me as I walk over to her dad.

“I like to stay true to my words. Tell me, how do bullets taste?”

The gun barks as the trigger is pulled, a small flash escapes the barrel and a fountain of red spurts everywhere as Candela’s dad dies.

"Oops, guess I lied about the no questions asked. Shit, I wasn't thinking."

I was already wearing my black outfit, so when one of my buddies handed me a hat, I put it on, completing the uniform. Unfortunately, I look almost the exact same as everyone else since the hat covers our head almost entirely.

I decide to leave a parting sentence to Candela, who is crying herself into oblivion.

“Hey, Candela.”

Wait a little to grab her attention. I want her to here this. Good, she’s looking.

“I don’t think I lied at all tonight. I am sorry for hurting you, but there are some things that a guy like me should do. I hope we meet again with less bloodshed.”

I then leave, trashing the place as I go. I shoot the dorkwads and the kidnappers but decide to leave Bernie, or Bernard, alive. Candela already lost one family, she doesn’t need to lose more.

Aaah, I feel refreshed. I got my Pokémon back and my wallet. I need to buy these guys a drink.

Apparently, there was data that pertained to forcibly raising a Pokémon’s CP through drugs.

Shit, battling my ass. This is steroid abuse. No wonder Team Valor was focused on combat.

What about Team Mystic and Instinct? Evolution and egg hatching. Hmmm…this goes deep. I might have to infiltrate other bases as well. But for now, I need to get my injuries checked out. Luckily the kidnapper trio didn’t beat me too badly. I was still sore, though.

The guy who freed me and handed me my hat was a swell guy who went by Jared. He was a little weak when it came to understanding type disadvantages, but I helped him out. Until it got to the Fairy type. Nope, not even I could memorize the strengths and weaknesses of fairy Pokémon easily.

The five of us left for the bar at the Headquarters. Yes, there is a bar. More importantly, there is a cafeteria. But we were just after alcohol. We tried our hands at the little slot machines on the counter and laughed.

These guys must be elites if they don’t even bat an eye at me just shooting and killing over 7 people. Granted, it was pretty easy when no one expected it. No one expects Team Rocket. But seriously, I had to kill a few extra people, since I had to protect my battle brothers.

I may a little too ready for this. Aren’t I supposed to feel guilty? Maybe not? But I don’t. If I didn’t kill them, they might have killed me. And why would I just allow them to kill me? That’s not going to change anything.

I gave my speech to the guys around me and they began to clap. It was then that I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see a strange old man I thought was the janitor. I notice the other guys’ expressions are filled with awe. Who is this guy?

“Follow me. I think we may have further use for you, Newbie.”