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Maybe it was too soon to get involved with this sort of shit again, after the Great War. The organization – her organization – was still healing from the massive disruption in the command chain, she couldn't help but think to herself. So many Executives had been lost besides the wounded mother. Many grunts, many higher-class Rockets... There had been a lot of promotions in the months since. And that's not to mention the stress it put on the other teams, and on her other friends. She herself still wasn't sure whether she had gained all the weight back from the weeks in jail.

She had always known that Lance was the enemy of Team Rocket in particular. But when he snapped, everyone felt the effects. He became a genocidal maniac, after he dropped his facade. Bent first on taking down what he perceived as corruption, and then, she remembered hearing from the murmurs of her friends, aiming to capture Arceus, and use its power to wipe out all humanity except for himself. Just him and the Pokemon. The Pokemon that didn't even like him. In the end, 'twas his own Dragonite that dealt the final blow. The boss chuckled darkly, hadn't that been a show. Bit his head right off.