From: Insanellama <insanellama316@yahoo.com> Subject: [PW!] Delta rescues hitmonchan, or Team Rocket gets a new recruit Date: Saturday, August 21, 1999 9:27 AM Delta had just escaped from the old building, and from his rescuer. He then realised, that he would have to go back in to get Hitmonchan. This place had all the security of a back alley tho, so he wasn't worried. "Well, I always liked the direct approach," he thought to himself as he attached c-4 to the wall Gastly indicated. He walked about 30 yards before pressing a button on the remote detonator. As soon as the dust started to settle, he charged into the room. Hitmonchan had managed to pry the chains off the wall, and pulled Delta back outside. As they walked into the forest, Delta got a glimpse at the front of the building. ATR was stenceled across the door. "Well, well, well, I have a new enemy now." said Delta to no one in particular. Delta, Hitmonchan, and Gastly dissappeared into the forest. ----------on a hill----- A mid-ranking Team Rocket member saw what transpired. Unfortunately, the second the man went into the forest, it was like he was never there. ---------------------------- Delta decided it was time for a change. The guerilla thing was great. He loved it. However, if he got in a fix he couldn't get out of, he had no one to bail him out. It was time to fight this ATR thing. It was time for him to join Team Rocket. As usual, after making a major decision, Delta sat down. He took out a notebook, a black pen, and took a good solid look around himself. "Harder and harder beats the drum with songs and stories of things to come what is next lies yet unsaid the sand is not yet cast" Delta sighed audibly, stood up, and dusted himself off. He headed off toward the nearest installation he knew of bearing the TR logo. He bent down and pulled out his boot knife. He straightened up, and with a quick flick of his wrist, the knife went hurtling through the air. It buried it's point in one of the trees. Delta walked over, and in an almost casual motion, plucked the knife from the tree, and replaced it in his boot. He started off through the forest. He soon arrived at his objective. He stayed out just behind the tree-line to survey the area. As he looked around, he had to admit, security here was tight. Though the guards appeared to be a little lax, they were running a fairly tight ship. Delta decided to use the direct approach. He maneuvered to the front of the building, and then charged out of the trees at full speed. The guards brought up machineguns, but were a little slow. Delta grabbed one muzzle in each hand. "I'm just tryin to be friendly" he said to one of the men, "I want to join your organization. Did I pass the test?" The guard recognized Delta. This guard had earlier been the man upon the hill. What luck, he thought to himself. I don't even have to proposition this guy, he WANTS to join. He shot up his right fist towards the man's face. Without flinching, delta released the gun in his left hand, but quickly hooked it between his knee. His left hand came up to grab the fist. "Once again, Did I pass the test?" The man whose fist Delta was holding smiled, as his partner gave a swift jerk on the machine gun pinned between delta's left thigh and calf. Delta used that momentum to complete a backwards flip. As his feet hit the ground, he again caught hold of the muzzles of each machinegun. "Look, I'm only gonna ask this one more time. Did I pass the test?" The man from the hill could see delta's growing impatience, and decided he'd rather not play this out any farther. "Yea, you passed, step through there to recieve orders." Delta smiled as he walked past. The motion he had expected was coming. The two guards wipped around to cover delta. Delta was slightly quicker, and put 2 shots into the dust about an inch in front of their feet. "No." said Delta matter of factly as he continued walking. The secretary at the desk didn't look up. "My name is.." he was cut off by the secretary. "Now why on earth do I care what your name is you little blue access baby. Your number is 17681168. Here are your orders. Supply is through there, Jeff will give you what you get." Delta picked up the orders, and walked in the indicated direction. Jeff stopped him, eyed him, and handed him a uniform, and com-link. "Now get out of my sight 17681168." said Jeff. Delta took the equipment, and walked out of the building. He saluted the two guards as he walked by. Ever resiliant, and knowing that they would incur no punishment for it killing him anyway, the guards tried yet again. Delta saw the motion and let out what sounded like an owl call. Hitmonchan slammed into the two guards from the side. Delta waited till he, Hitmonchan, and Gastly were in the trees to open his orders. "17681168, we don't let green-horns like you go it alone. We are assigning a more experienced member to watch your back. You will meet him at Viridian City Pokecenter at 12:00 noon today. Proced immediately." Delta immediately destroyed the letter, and headed off to meet his partner.... He walked into the pokecenter, and took a seat. 11:57 was the time. Delta was a little early. TBC