“Status.”
    “Still at 100% accuracy my lord.  All actions in this timeline match the desired timeline.”
    “Perrrfect.  According to the timeline, the probe should be ready for launch now.”

    “T-minus 5 minutes and counting,” a male computer voice announced.  “All personal, clear launch area at this time.”  The scientists left the launch pad and waited behind a glass wall inside the observation room.  The Doomsday Project had been Team Rocket’s best kept secret until Icy, with the help of Mewtwo, uncovered it.  Now, the completed Doomsday probe was ready to go into orbit.
    “Inform Giovanni that everything is going as planned.”  The scientist walked over to the phone.
    “Sir, everything is going as planned.  We will have liftoff in less than 3 minutes.”
    “Good.  Keep me updated.”  Giovanni signaled a guard to kick the little trainer who had come for an Earth Badge out.  The guard picked the kid up and threw him out the door.  “Now.  Give me a visual.”  A monitor showed the lab and the rocket preparing to blast off.
    “1 minute and counting,” the computer said.  The countdown continued as the scientist who made to call walked over to the main control room.  He took a barrel out of one of his pockets.
    “It’s time,” the dark figure muttered.  “He won’t delay the countdown.  I already know his fate.”
    Just before the scientist could arm his handheld bomb, a bullet from another agent’s gun struck his head.  He fell to the ground instantly, dropping the unarmed bomb.  “Take him away.”  They dragged the body into another room.
    “10... 9... 8... 7...”  The engines on the rocket began to fire.  “4... 3... 2... 1... Blast off!”  The rockets main boosters kicked in and the rocket took off.  It was so bright the scientists had to cover their eyes as the rocket carrying the probe traveled into space.
    “We have liftoff sir.  The rocket is away!”
    “Good.  Nothing can stop me now.”
    “Wrong Giovanni.  Nothing can stop US now.  So soon you forget our agreement.  We supplied the technology, you supplied the facilities.  We are in a mutual agreement and contract.”
    “If you think I would honor any stupid agreement with a pokémon like you, you must be out of your pea-sized brain.”  With that, Giovanni blasted the little pink pokémon.  She gave a small cry before she passed away.  “Dispose of it.  I have my own plans for that rocket.”
    Meanwhile, on a starship orbiting the PokéEarth, the dark figure’s chief adviser became worried.  “My lord, the continuum has dropped to 73%.  The timeline has been altered.  Something didn’t go right.”
    “Impossible!  I saw every event.  Nothing can change.  What caused it?”
    “Giovanni has killed our earth contact.”
    “That bastard.  He should know better to toil with me.  Take control of the Doomsday rocket.  I want it back!  NOW!”
    Back at TR HQ.  “Giovanni, urgent message from the mission control.  The rocket has been taken off course.  It’s heading back to the starship.”
    “No.  D*** that mew.  He won’t get away with this.”
(Scene switch to outer space)
    “Have the probe cloak and orbit the earth.  I will see to it that the timeline does not get any more damaged then it already has.”  The dark lord, Emperor Mewtine, sat down in his small black chair.  Meanwhile, thousands of Mews scrambled aboard the ship checking on gauges and monitors.  “Giovanni and the rest of this planet will learn the price of slavery.  Why Mewtwo would not help us is beyond me, but I will see that the goal is met.  Prepare the occupation phase.”
(Scene switch to Viridian Pokécenter)
    “This just in.  Team Rocket, headed up by Giovanni, has launched a rocket into outer space.  Reports are still sketchy on what the purpose of this rocket is for, but we have received leaks for some TR scientists that the rocket is part of some secret project code-named, Doomsday.  We will bring you more updates on this story as information comes available.  And look, here’s a look at today’s weather...”
    “Bahhh...  Why do they always talk about the weather after something important.”  Hocus was suddenly reminded of the previous day when he encountered the group of trainers and popped that same question.  He laughed on the inside.
    “Doomsday...  That’s familiar.  Oh my Goddish!  That’s what it was!  Oh crap.  Hocus, we are all in grave danger.  We need to warn Officer Jenny right away.”  Icy was about to leave his room when several armed guards opened the door.  “Wha..wha..what’s the meaning of all this?”
    “You are under arrest for withholding evidence Icy.  Please come with us quietly.”  They handcuffed the little pikachu and dragged him to a small makeshift police station, since the TR agent had blown up the original.
    “Did they apprehend Icy?”
    “Yes my lord.  He is in custody.  Timeline is steady.  What are our next moves?”
    “We wait.  I want Icy out of the picture before anything else occurs.”
    “Understood my lord.”  The probe orbited the earth while the starship remained steady above the planet.
    “Why am I under arrest?  I didn’t commit any crime.”
    “Sure you didn’t.  Hey, wait a minute.  Since when do pikachus talk?”
    “You idiot.  It’s Icy.  See the box.  Can you say, ‘translator’?”  The other officer smacked the first in the back of the head.  “Icy, what do you know about Doomsday?”
    “Nothing.  I don’t know anything.”
    “He’s lying!”
    “Who are you?”
    “Your worse nightmare.”  The small pinkish pokémon glowed and the officers found themselves floating in mid-air.  “Now get out of here.  He’s my prisoner now.”
    “Hey, you can’t do th.....”  The mew telekinetically choked the officer to death then grabbed Icy and took off.
    “You are one troublesome pikachu.  My lord doesn’t want you to stay around here much longer.  I will spare your life now if you go and forget everything you know about the project called Doomsday.  You won’t pay any attention to any newscasts you hear concerning Doomsday.”
    “Won’t pay any attention.  I know nothing of Doomsday.”  Icy’s words came out in a hypnotic tone.  Mew walked him back to the pokécenter.
    “Now, gather your things.  You are leaving at once.  If you are still here in two days, I will have to terminate you.  Now GO!”
    Icy scrambled back to his room and locked the door behind him.  Panting, he turned to Sara.  “We’ve got to get out of here.”  Sara looked at him with a peculiar expression.
    “Whoa.. whoa... slow down.  What’s the rush?”  Icy couldn’t speak, he just packed all his stuff, grabbed Sara’s paw and bolted out the door.  Unfortunately, he forgot to unlock the door and smashed right into it knocking him and Sara out cold.  He laid there on the floor for the rest of the evening.
    “The timeline has suffered more damage my lord.  Our agent didn’t kill Icy yet.  She let him live.  We are down to a 67% match.”
    “This is not good.  We need the keep what’s left of the timeline intact.”
    Meanwhile, back in Pallet Town.  “Loki, come here.”  The small purple blob slithered over to Prof. Oak.  “Now, transform into this one,” he said, pointing to a Staryu.
    “Ditto!”  Loki transformed but it had one more point than normal.
    “Aghhhh...  What’s wrong with you?  Why don’t you transform right?”  The doorbell rang.  “Yes, coming... coming...”  He opened the door and a small pink pokémon scampered in.  “Well... uh... come in...”
    “You are in danger.  I have little time.  You already know enough about the Doomsday project.  You must work with Icy and the others to stop it.”
    “Huh...  I know about Icy, but who are the others?  Wait, come back!”  The mew ran from the lab.  A bush near it transformed into another mew and tackled the one who warned Oak.
    “You trouble maker.  Do you have any idea what you’ve done?  The emperor is going to be so ticked off with you when he finds out.”  Suddenly, they were both gone.
    “Ok...  I think I put too much sugar in my tea today or something...  I knew I shouldn’t have woken up this morning.”  Oak went back to find Loki missing.  “Loki?  Loki come out!”  A picture of Prof. Oak with only one eye transformed into the purple gooey Ditto.  “There you are.  Now, let’s get back to training...”