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Chapter 2: The Boss

Hades0918
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edited December 1 in Pokémon Square #1

I tap my card to the electric lock, groaning with disappointment when it beeps at me with denial. This place has some of the best security I have ever seen! This is the third time my fake IDs failed! I'm about to just break the lock, but then a voice talks to me.

"What are you doing, Cassian," the person asks with a suspicious tone.

I turn around, wide smile and arms open. "Jerry," I exclaim happily.

"My name is Elijah," he says.

I shrug. "Close enough. I'm just trying to get into that room there," I tell him.

What's-his-face raises an eyebrow. "You know that room is for authorized people only."

I raise my eyebrows, mimicking shock. "It is," I ask. "I did not know that!"

The guy nods. "Yeah, it is. Why would you want in there, anyways?"

"Is it wrong for a guy to be curious," I question, my casual smile a bit too wide.

The guy eyes me, considering if he believes me or not. He seems to choose he does, because he sighs and points behind him with his thumb.

"Come on," he says. "The boss wants to talk to you."

My eyes widen. Now I'm genuinely surprised. "Oh really?"

"Yeah," he confirms, nodding. "And we all know that she hates to wait, so let's get going."

"Of coarse," I agree, following him down the hall.

It takes everything in me not to show my excitement. I was sent here by the International Protection Agency of Galar (IPAG) to infiltrate and take down Team Control, an organization that appeared out of nowhere and immediately became one of the most dangerous crime groups to date. They haven't made a move outside of the Hoen region, but the things they've done has given them the title of world wide threat. One example of action that made them perceived as so dangerous is they sent a small group of people to a town, demanding that the people living there hands over their land to Team Control. The town refused. Simply put, the results weren't pretty. 27 injuries and 15 fatalities, half of them children. The town is now completely leveled, sources saying Team Control is working on a way to build on it. That's just one example.

I've been here 6 months already, trying to find something that could expose the big boss. The one calling the shots and ordering these cruel actions. I've found nothing. Very few people have ever met the boss, and the ones that have talk about nothing but the fact she is cold hearted and ruthless. Even the toughest of members are terrified of her. Now, though, she is requesting for me to meet her. I can finally expose her, giving IPAG someone to target, and finish my job. This is perfect!

Me and one guy arrive at a set of magnificent dark wood doors with shining gold knobs, much different than the usual electronic steel doors. The man knocks. "Excuse me, ma'am," he hollers.

"What," a voice responds from the other side, sounding harsh and annoyed.

"I have Cassian," he shouts. No response.

"Maybe you misunderstood her, mate," I say. He shakes his head.

"No, she said Cassian," he tells me, continuing to watch the door.

I begin to tell him he has to be wrong, but then the door clicks unlock. Slowly the door begins to open, and in the doorframe is the most stunning person I've ever seen. She has smooth light brown skin which seems to glow even without much light. She wears a black woman's business suit that fits her perfectly. Her dark brown hair is in a romantic tuck, which keeps the gentle features of her face visible. Her mascara really brings attention to her dazzling brown eyes. Her dark red lips curl into a small smirk when she sees me.

"Are you just going to stand there or will you come in," she asks after a bit. Her Paldean accent isn't strong but still noticeable and her tone is soft, much unlike the voice that spoke through the door earlier.

"Oh! Yes, right. Of coarse," I say with an awkward chuckle, walking into the room. I gasp as I walk in.

The room is huge! On the right, there are three bookshelves that touch the roof, all of which are filled with books. There are four bean bag chairs in the center of the shelves, an open book in one of them. To the left is a purple canopy bed, curtains closed. There's also a white vanity next to it, the make-up and other supplies nearly organized on it. The center of the room is the jaw dropper, though. Instead of having a wall, it is a giant window. Light pours into the room, giving no need for light bulbs. There's also a brown wooden desk in the center, its cushioned chair facing away from the window. How did I never find this?

The door clicks shut behind me, the sound of a lock turning following. I turn around and only the boss is there. "Where Jeremiah," I ask.

Her eyebrows furrow with confusion. "Who?"

"The guy that brought me here," I tell her.

"You mean Elijah," she questions. I nod.

"Yeah, that's it," I exclaim.

She laughs. "I don't know where you got the name Jeremiah from, but he won't be joining us."

She walks up to me slowly, her black kitten heels clicking on the marble floor. With each step she seems to gain this intimidating aura that seems to increase in strength the closer she gets. Every part of me wants to run, but I stay in place. I can't afford to mess this up!

She stops, not even an inch away from me, her brown eyes studying closely. "Tell me," she says voice low, "why'd you join Team Control?"

"Um…" It takes me a second to register what she asked. I don't know what exactly I thought was about to happen, but I wasn't anticipating a simple question.

Her eyes narrow as my response doesn't come. "Listen, I know every member here. I've watched them closely, learned their reasons, and seen them work to achieve them. However, you? You don't seem to have a motive or goal. You're just here. So I'm gonna ask again, and I want an answer this time." She grabs a PokéBall, a Shiny Ceruledge coming out. It glares at me, it's blades extended and ready. "Why'd you join Team Control?"

"Whoa! No need for aggression," I exclaim, raising my hands. "I just needed a second to think!"

"What's the answer," she demands.

I shrug and smile. "I just enjoy being bad," I tell her. She raises an eyebrow. "I thought about any deeper reason, but I just don't have one. Is it wrong for a guy to just want to be cruel?"

She continues to watch me, as if searching for a sign of deceit. After a bit, she smirks. "Nothing wrong with that at all!"

Ceeuledge's posture relaxes, its blades going back to neutral. A shaky sigh escapes me as relief washes over me. "Was that all, boss," I ask.

"No need to be so formal," she tells me, finally taking some steps back. "Just call me by my name."

"Sure thing," I say with a thumbs up. "Just tell me what it is and I will."

She tilts her head. "You don't know who I am," she questions. I shake my head, and her eyes widen with surprise but she also smiles softly as if relieved that I don't know who she is. "My name is Hermosa Realeza."

"Beautiful name," I exclaim. She chuckles.

"Funny you say that. My name actually means beautiful," she tells me.

"Well it describes you perfectly," I say with a wink. She rolls her eyes with a scoff, turning away, but I see a small smirk on her face before she does. "So what about your last name? What does it mean?"

Her body seems to tense at the mention of her last name. "Royalty," she responds, her voice cold.

I nod. "Well you are as pretty as a princess," I say, trying to lighten the mood.

She laughs. "Don't do that," she says, but she doesn't say it with any bite. I'm about to ask if I'm still needed again, but there's a knock on the door.

"The other person I requested must finally be here," she states. "Mind getting it?"

She may have asked it, but I know that no isn't an option. "Of coarse, princess," I say with a small bow.

"You're not going to start calling me that," she tells me, but I just shrug as I go to the door.

As I open it, my eyes widen with recognition at the man standing in front of me. He's wearing a black suit, the color just as dark as his short black hair, which is combed back neatly. His bright blue eyes watch me with no emotion.

"You gonna move so I can get in," he asks, his voice bored.

"Sorry," Hermosa says. "He has a habit of standing in doorways."

I roll my eyes as I take a step to the side. I watch the man closely as he passes, searching for any sign he remembers me. If he does he hides it very well, not even sparing me a second glance.

"Welcome," the boss exclaims, greeting the guy in the suit with a smile. "Cassian, this is Obsidian."

I already knew that. Anyone that works with any government branch that goes undercover knows who he is! He's the Agent Obsidian! He's from Organization of National Protectors from Paldea (ONPP), but even in Galar everyone talks about him. He's the guy everyone wants to be like. Cool, logical, and always gets the job done. His most famous job was when he successfully snuck into and shut down a large part of Team Rocket, even getting Giovanni himself! I got the privilege of working with him three years back. It was brief but I learned so much.

I act like I didn't know this, though, smiling and offering my hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Obsidian!"

He eyes my hand then turns to Hermosa. "What is it you need, Ms. Realeza," he asks, his tone flat.

Hermosa's eyes flash with anger. "DON'T-" she stops, taking a breath. When she speaks again her voice is eerily calm. "Don't call me by my last name. I hate it."

Obsidian nods, looking completely unfazed by her outburst. I hope I look that calm because I feel kind of scared after hearing her snap. "Of coarse, ma'am," he says.

Hermosa shakes her head. "Please, no need to be so up tight. My first name is fine."

This is the first thing to get a reaction out of Obsidian, and it's just a quick raise of his eyebrows. "Okay, Hermosa," he says, the words sounding weird as he says them. "What do you need?"

The boss's eyes never leave Obsidian's as she leans against the desk. "Nothing much," she tells him. "Just you're reason for joining Team Control."

"I enjoy helping others do what they enjoy," he says almost immediately. I tilt my head and look at him.

"What kind of motive is that," I ask. "We're a villain organization. Not a bunch of goody-goody heroes."

Obsidian glares at me but doesn't speak, which is honestly much more intimidating. Hermosa is actually the one that responds. "Cassian, I don't think you understand the goals of Team Control," she says. "Our motivation is to take control of the world, that way we can allow people to do what they want," she explains.

"In order to liberate the world, one must use force and power," Obsidian states, continuing off of Hermosa's idea. Sounds like a bunch of rubbish to me.

"Wow," I mutter, pretending to be impressed. "That's kind of poetic."

Hermosa hums in agreement, nodding her head. "Yes it is. And I can't let anyone stop me from achieving the goal. That's the other reason I called the two of you here." She pushes off the desk, her demeanor suddenly serious. "There's a spy infiltrating Team Control. I don't know how many, but I've seen signs that say there are at least two."

Obsidian raises an eyebrow, showing the littlest amount of shock possible. I, on the other hand, show the most. "A spy," I ask, eyes wide. "How DARE they!"

"What an over reaction," Obsidian says, watching me closely. "Almost like you're trying to hard. Seems suspicious."

This causes me genuine shock. Why would he say that? He knows I'm a spy and pointing it out will increase my chance of getting caught! "Yeah? Well you barely showed a reaction at all! It's like you already knew."

"I bet that's why you called us here," Obsidian says, turning back to Hermosa. "We were the only two people you didn't know the motives of, making us the most likely to be spies."

I look over at Hermosa, who is watching is with a small smile. It takes everything in me to conceal my panic. If that's why we're here, she's probably going to search us! If she does that, she'll find all my fake IDs and I'll be caught. Surprisingly, Hermosa shakes her head.

"No, that's not it," she tells us. "In fact, it's quite the opposite. I've seen the two of you on the field. Y'all will do anything for the team. Y'all are hard working and loyal. I called y'all here because I wanted to learn more about y'all. Y'all are the only two people I know I can trust."

That almost makes me laugh. This is just to ironic! The two people that she can't trust are the only two she's putting complete faith in. This is perfect!

"Of coarse! You can count on me, princess," I say, giving her a smile and thumbs up. She glares at the name, but doesn't say anything.

"I won't let you down," Obsidian states.

Hermosa nods. "I know y'all won't. Keep an eye out for any suspicious activity and make sure to report back to me. The three of us need to stick together. Trust nobody else."

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