Taking the right door in hopes and aspirations of finding the missing piece of the parts needed to resurrect his precious fossilized Cranidos, Matthew quickly walked over to it, trying to avoid arousing suspicion from the other rockets, following many a legends in the art of stealth with quick glances over his shoulder to check for incoming rocket members and keeping his ears aloft and open in ase he was to hear any voices which may lead to his capture. Finding it somewhat easy to cross the border without getting seen, Matthew thanked his lucky stars on the inquisition leading opportunity of getting aboard the boat.
Placing one hand on the push-door, Matthew applied minimal pressure in hope of leaning it ajar and checking out the surroundings. Poking his head around, Matthew breathed a sigh of relief as he found it to be uninhabited before ducking into the empty room. Tweaking his head as he looked around, Matthew found himself in the boats kitchen as he wondered around, looking for any items of interest to him. Seeing none; he began heading for the door to lead into another room. Suddenly confronted by noises, Matthew propped the door as he heard two grunts conversing about something. With his ears on fire from eavesdropping, Matthew set about finding any relevant information from the unsuspecting rocket members.
"Dear God this stuff is heavy," one rocket moaned as Matthew held in a s******, the thought of manual labour was funny when he didn’t have to do it, and as certain as he could be; the uncomforting of a rocket was music to his ears.
"Well be glad that we don't have to carry the part from the restoration machine” another one explained as Matthew stroked his chin. How big is this part? he wondered as he began thinking of how he would get it back to the scientists.
"Yeah, Hey where did they put that?"
As Matthew gulped as he was about to learn the location of the item he seeked, Matthew felt his foot slip on the lacquered floor. Swearing under his breath as he fell, Matthew foresaw the coming events with much pain. Falling at a footslip before the grunts, Matthew saw the door propped up before face-palming. Seeing the grunts stare at him for a few seconds, Matthew began to think of a cover story before the looks on their faces changed to one of knowledge as they realized he wasn’t one of them.
"Hey kid, who are you?" one of the Rockets asked as he stammered for an answer.
"And more importantly, what are we going to do with you?" the other rocket openly mocked.
"Oh, I know the perfect thing to do," said the rocket as Matthew feared the worst, but as the rockets unclipped a pokéball he saw a Raticate appear before him. Looking up, the second rocket also sent out a Raticate as Matthew’s face held a smile, the grin sickly stretching from side to side.
Prepare for trouble? You’ve got that right,
Make it double, I’m out for a fight,
I’m infiltrating Team Rocket to cause devastation,
Getting back to glory and hope for every nation,
I fight for the morals of truth and love,
You had better watch out because I’m a cut above,
Don’t try to battle me because you’ll surely lose the fight,
But try your best and prove you’re not shite.
He mocked the motto before producing two Pokéballs of his own, one a red discoloration with a flame decorated on the top while the other branded the usual red colour. As he stood firm and pointed towards the battle, he released the Pokéballs into the air with a flick of a wrist.
“Hellion, Lexi; take the stage!” he said, reciting his own good luck precautions. Looking at the rockets with daggers in his eyes, he pondered the battle. “You know what; I’m a pretty confident guy. What say we make this battle more interesting? If you win; I’ll willingly head to your boss with my Pokémon left behind. If I win; you tell me to location of that restoration machine? Or are you too scared?” he laughed, unable to comprehend his mission for grunts.
Clicking his fingers, he quickly moved to the battle. “Hellion, I want you to use a start by Tri Attacking the right Raticate. Follow it up with a Dragonbreath and finish with a Thunderpunch. Lexi, you have the left one. Start with a Skull Bash and follow with a Rage. Finish up this round with a cocky-confident Seismic Toss. Preferably try to German Suplex the rat into the sharpest looking object you can find.