This choice: Team rocket or team skull traniee clothes • Go Back...Chapter #3Team Rocket's New Recuit by: Baby Tai   Ash pulled out the attire in the bag, it was a Jr. outfit for Team Rocket.
"What is this doing here?" Ash asked himself, he heard rustling coming from the bushes behind him and turned to see a swarm of Beedrill approaching. "Pikachu! Thunderbolt!" Ash yelled in a panic, forgetting that he had been separated from his partner, he screamed and ducked as the beedrill quickly flew past him, their razor sharp wings grazing against him. He stayed on the ground for a few moments after the Beedrill had past, whimpering slightly. When he was certain they were gone he stood up, wobbly for some reason. He looked down at his clothes and noticed that the Beedrill had torn them to shreds, he groaned as he turned to his bag, which was also completely ruined. He glanced down at the Team Rocket uniform that was left untouched, he stared at it for a moment before shaking his head. "No...way...won't...wear...them..." Ash told himself, wheezing between each word, he was suddenly out of breath and finding it hard to move, he continued to look at the uniform and eventually just put it on.
"There you are!" Ash jumped as he heard someone approach, he turned to see a blue haired man wearing a Team Rocket uniform, the man walk up to Ash and smirked at him. "You sure gave me a fright, the Boss would be furious if he found out I lost you." Ash tried to protest but couldn't speak, what was happening to him, he took a step back in shock. "Don't worry, he scares me too," the grunt admitted, mistaking Ash's shock for fear. "Don't worry, you won't have to meet him until you become a fully fledged member." The man grabbed Ash by the arm and threw him on his back, unable to fight back. "You've worked hard today, I think you earned yourself a piggy back." Ash was dumbfounded, why couldn't he speak, or fight back? His eyes widdened when he realised, the Beedrill, one must have scrapped him with its stinger, he was poisoned. Ash noticed his conscious slipping, he had to do something, he couldn't be taken to Team Rocket Headquarters, try as he may he ended up falling asleep on the grunts back.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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