Okay so after viewing the fan made trailer for Pokemon Apokelypse I just had ideas running through my mind about how awesome it would be and I had to write something after seeing that nobody had. It seemed kinda shocking to me after seeing something so epic, but I felt like it needed to be done. My other story I kinda flaked on, but this one I could definitely stick with. I love Pokemon and I'm excited to see just how this story will evolve (get it? Hahah!), and I am going to be including all the scenes and lines from the trailer so it's definitely going to be the original work.

All right so we will get the liability crap outta the way. I'm not affiliated with or own Pokemon or its trademarks, blah blah blah. Also Pokemon Apokelypse was not my idea, I'm merely expanding on the fantastic ideas presented in the fan trailer. Enjoy ^^

1) No one was prepared…

A dark figure stood outside an alley in the city of Celadon, Kantos city of rainbows in the past. Once upon a time it had been a bright city with promises of nothing but happiness and a sense of security that could only come from decades of quiet and safe contradictive city life. That was in the days before Pokemon training had been banned as an act of slavery, before battling was considered cruel and unusual punishment, and before Team Rocket had found its niche in the darkened and rotten underbelly that would one day become the center of their dealings. All was better in a day not so long ago when Pokemon Trainers were a loved and accepted norm.

"How'd we do tonight?" A sharp feminine voice rang out from down the street. The darkness of the night folded around her, obscuring her body and face with an air of mystery while the dim street lamps threw shining highlights through her red hair.

"Not bad. No matter who comes out on top, the house always wins." The man grinned, shoving a wad of bills into his pocket as he pulled his jacket together. Summer was ending as an early fall chill crept through the night, hot on the heels of all the late night Pokemon Pit gamblers as they headed home from another bountiful evening of violence.

The woman laughed, a cold unfeeling sound, with a hand on her skirted hip. "Wonderfully ironic isn't it? After all the years we spent trying to steal Pokemon and money from these worthless trainers and in the end it's us who they crawl to just so they can continue their ways of life."

"I'd say its poetic justice if you ask me. We spent so long on the bottom that karma is finally seeing things our way." Taking a long breath, as if sampling the air for a scent he found pleasing the man paused before continuing. "The boss is happy since training is never going to actually stop and we are more in his favor than ever now that we've got these Pitts running smoothly."

A glint appeared in the dark as light shone from the womans perfect teeth as she smirked. "Oh I do love the smell of victory in the evening."

A Meowth stepped forward with a roll of his eyes as he flexed his claws in annoyance. "Meowth! It looks like Team Rockets finally blasted off in a good way this time!"

The man and woman laughed in unison, both sharing the same thought. The man spoke before the woman could, "things can only be going our way after that damn Pikachu we hunted so long is finally working under our own pretenses!"

The woman then pitched in her own voice to end the thought. "It might as well be ours now! After all the money we make off of it… its doing more to advance Team Rocket with that kid than we could have ever done with it by ourselves!" Laughter rang into the night as the three shared a long gloat over how well things had been going.

Eventually the trio left to return to their hideout for the night and to catch some well earned sleep, before returning to their profitable profession the next night.