"Therefore—our final objective is simple."
Lance's voice echoed through the room, firm and resolute.
"We eliminate Team Rocket."
His gaze swept across everyone present.
"This organization has plagued Kanto for decades. They steal Pokémon, conduct inhumane experiments… even involving humans."
A brief pause.
"I've personally seen their labs. Mutated Pokémon. Abominations."
His fist tightened.
"This ends now."
"Destroy Team Rocket!"
The Elite Four echoed in unison.
Aiden Flint didn't laugh—
But inwardly, he couldn't help it.
Half of you are literally working with them…
Still—
He didn't interrupt.
Because despite everything—
The goal itself wasn't wrong.
Team Rocket's existence had to end.
Even Aiden had no tolerance for their experiments.
Twisted hybrids.
Broken lives.
That crossed a line.
Soon, the operation plan was finalized.
"Three days from now," Lance continued, "we launch a simultaneous strike."
"Each of us will lead a team and attack major bases across Kanto."
He glanced toward Aiden and Volkner.
"You two will handle Cerulean City and Pewter City."
Aiden nodded.
No objections.
The meeting ended.
Everyone dispersed.
But not long after—
Aiden sought out Lance and Lorelei privately.
"Let me ask you something."
His tone was calm.
"Do you already know there are spies inside the League?"
Lance and Lorelei exchanged a glance.
Then—
They smiled.
"Of course we do," Lance said quietly.
"We just couldn't say it earlier."
Lorelei adjusted her glasses.
"If we exposed it too soon, information would leak."
"So we played along."
Aiden raised an eyebrow slightly.
Interesting.
So they weren't completely blind.
Lance continued.
"Every time we moved against Team Rocket in the past—they escaped."
"That's not coincidence."
"That's internal betrayal."
He exhaled slowly.
"My current suspects…"
His voice lowered.
"Bruno. Sabrina. Koga. Karen."
Aiden blinked once.
Then almost laughed.
You're close… but not quite there.
"But if you suspect them," Aiden asked, "why keep them in position?"
Lance's expression turned complicated.
"Because this is Kanto."
He gestured faintly.
"The League here isn't like Hoenn or Sinnoh."
"Those regions—Champions hold real authority."
"But Kanto…"
His voice hardened.
"It's old. Corrupt. Complicated."
Lorelei added quietly,
"The League headquarters originated here. Power runs deep. Influence runs deeper."
"Team Rocket has been embedded for over sixty years."
Aiden fell silent.
He understood now.
This wasn't just infiltration.
It was a system problem.
Lance looked directly at him.
"So this operation isn't just about destroying Team Rocket."
"It's about exposing everyone behind them."
"And for that…"
His gaze sharpened.
"We need you."
Aiden nodded once.
"Understood."
Then—
A faint purple glow flickered in his eyes.
"I'll leave a psychic mark on both of you."
"If anything goes wrong… I'll know immediately."
"And I can arrive instantly."
—
Lance and Lorelei's eyes lit up.
That—
Was exactly what they needed.
And just like that—
The countdown began.
Night fell.
Silence blanketed the League headquarters.
But not everyone slept peacefully.
Sabrina stood alone in the darkness.
Her mind restless.
Unsettled.
Because earlier—
Aiden had seen through her.
She couldn't prove it.
But she felt it.
If he knows…
Then I can't let him live.
Her eyes turned cold.
The next second—
She vanished.
Inside Aiden's room—
A shadow flickered.
Sabrina appeared silently.
Beside her—
A powerful Alakazam materialized.
No hesitation.
"Psychic."
A crushing force erupted instantly.
The bed—
Shattered.
Exploded into fragments.
For a moment—
Silence.
Sabrina's expression remained cold.
"Mission… complete."
She turned to leave.
But—
Stopped.
Her pupils shrank.
Because—
She couldn't move.
The space itself—
Was locked.
No teleportation.
No escape.
Then—
A calm voice echoed behind her.
"Sabrina… attacking me at night?"
Aiden's figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
A faint smile on his lips.
"Don't you think that's a little… intimate for our relationship?"
In that instant—
Sabrina's heart dropped.
Because she realized—
From the very beginning—
She had walked straight into a trap.
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