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Deep under the Hoenn region...
Dr. Wily II was looking into a microscope, watching as the Stun Spore cells mutate, when his phone rang. He looked up, and dug out his phone from his labcoat pocket.
"Hello? Ah yes, you. They have arrived? And the young man? Good. I'll be there shortly."After hanging up, Dr. Wily II smirked as he approached a blank wall. Tapping into the wall, a keypad magically arrived, as did elevator doors. Entering...
"Computer. Rustboro University."
Joe and the Butler soon arrived at another pair of doors.
"The sponsor is waiting for you inside."
Joe raised an eyebrow and queried.
"Wasn't s/he supposed to meet Trak first?"
The Butler didn't answer, and instead, pushed Joe inside. Joe stumbled into the room with a thud. As he tried to get his bearings, the room looked like some sort of a principal's office, he noticed that there was someone seated at the only table in the room. When he focused, he gasped at the familiar batwing hair.
"It's been how long... 3 years? Yes... I believe so... Isn't that right... Joe.""Wily!? You're the sponsor!?"
"That I am... And boy was I surprised that you were with the cute Miss Trak... And her wonderful... ALAKAZAM..."Don't you dare lay your hands on Runaway!"
"Runaway? What a cute nickname. And don't worry. I'm past that. For now. As for you... I have a gift."Dr. Wily II pulled out a PokeBall, and placed it on the table.
"A little Pidgey told me that you were building a top percentile team, and this is a perfect addition to your team. I caught this while in the Kalos region... A Diggersby.""... Why the sudden suspicious generosity?"
"Oh nothing. Just a gift from a former Team Rocket member to another. And I want you to become stronger! What's wrong in all that?Joe could think of a thousand reasons, yet, he felt compelled to take the PokeBall... As if... In the background behind Dr. Wily II, a large shadowy figure stood, with bright flashing lights... And tentacles...
"Yes, take it and become stronger... Pity you won't remember any of this... I would love to see you and the Sakura twerps try and stop my plans for this region..."And Joe blacked out.
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When Joe awoke again, he was still in the room, but it was empty. Then again, he doesn't remember seeing anyone. Checking his PokeBalls, he said aloud.
"Raticate... Furret... Zigzagoon... Bibarel... Watchog... Diggersby. All here."
Trak raised an eyebrow, but she and Runaway entered the room and seated themselves, with the Alakazam--being the junk food fiend he was--eagerly partaking in anything sugary. Glancing over her shoulder at the door, Trak wondered aloud. "Wonder why they wanted to see Joe separately..."
Soon, the doors opened, and standing at the doorway was an old man, sporting a labcoat, and a strange hairstyle. That looked like Zubat wings.
"You... Ahem... You must be Miss Trak. My name... Is Dr. Wily II, a professor of Rustboro University... And your sponsor."