The vision continues as he follows Camille. She rushes after her, trying to figure out which way she went. She rushes around town asking everyone if they'd seen Polly, until  an old man tells her she came by and she asked if he saw someone wearing those uniforms. He directs her to Avara cave, an old cave built into the cliff face near the sea. She takes off at top speed as soon as he points her in the right direction. One of her shoes comes off, but she doesn't even look back. "Please let me make it in time..."

Soon, she reaches the cliff by the sea. There's a narrow path downward, enough space to walk on, but a single slip would send you tumbling into the sharp rocks and the crashing waves. She takes a deep breath and begins to edge along the path quickly but carefully. The sounds of battling echo from down below, causing her stop briefly to listen. Some unfamiliar pokemon cries sound out from the alcove. You're not quite sure how the battle is going, but judging by the way Camille clutches her chest and shivers, it can't be going too well for Polly. She presses on, taking a few steps forward and leaning down until she can see into the cave. Polly's Milotic gets knocked back by a powerful blow, his body sparking a bit as Polly cries out, "Dimitri! No!" A man in a Team Rocket uniform laughs, his crobat flapping its wings over the defeated milotic. "Too easy! Is that all you've got, little girl?" She growls angrily and glares at him. Her face is bleeding from a large gash, and she seems to have a few bruises. "Sasha, you can do this!" She lets out her Clefable, which sparkles beautifully as it appears. Camille watches from a distance, still as a rock. It seems like she's completely frozen with fear at the sight, as the Crobat takes out the Clefable with a single superpower. "Pathetic! You better surrender now, little girl, before you get hurt!" Camille stares and shivers a bit, "Please... just do what he says..." Polly returns her Clefable and wipes the blood off her face. "No way! Not until you give that girl back her Sentret! Come on, Natascha!" Her Gardevoir flies out, its dress billowing as it puts itself between her trainer and the crobat. The crobat flies forward and bites into the gardevoir, draining her blood to heal itself, as her eyes glint, signaling an attack to come. The crobat continues to gnaw at her arm, and she appears to faint, but not before blasting it back with a psychic attack knocking it into his trainer. The gardevoir collapses soon after, causing the man in the uniform to laugh again. "You really thought you could stop me, you stupid little girl?" While he taunts her though, he is completely caught off guard by the future sight attack which lances through him and hits his crobat, knocking the bat right out while Polly charges and punches him in the face, bloodying his nose. "Why you stupid little bitch!" He gets up and kicks her in the side, knocking her to the ground. He stomps on her stomach while she's down. "I'm going to teach you a lesson about messing around with Team Rocket." He starts to pull out a knife, but pauses. "Actually... that'd be such a waste. It'd be a shame to have to make a scar on that nice body. So maybe if you let me use it for a little bit... I'll be willing to let this whole thing slide." Polly spits at his face. "Fuck you." He recoils and wipes it off with his hand. "Now that can be arranged..."

Camille watches this scene, too terrified to act. Once she's down on the ground, Camille starts to take a slow step backwards. She winces though, as her shoeless heel jabs into a sharp rock coming out of the ground, causing her to start bleeding through her sock. "... what are you doing." She says quietly, clenching her fists tight enough to cause her nails to dig into her palms. "What the fuck are you doing, Camille... you're better than this. You're... I..." she mutters as tears start falling down her face. The rocket grunt picks Polly up by the neck and slams her against the wall. "It's too bad you had to choose the hard way, girlie. For you, anyway. For me on the other hand..." "STOP." The grunt lets her go, causing her to slide down to the floor as he turns around to see Camille standing at the front of the cave, her legs trembling and eyes full of tears, but standing tall. "Another one? And look at her, she's crying like a baby and shivering! I almost feel bad doing this." She pulls a belt out of her handbag and whips it around herself, causing it to latch on securely as she takes what appears to be a net ball off of it. "I won't let you hurt anyone else!" she cries out. "Hah! Come on, Weavile. We don't need two of them. The other one's prettier, so let's just get rid of that weepy bookworm." He sends out a weavile, which flashes its sharp claws. "Ambroise!" she calls out, sending a fierce looking Scizor out to face it. "Freeze her with a blizz-" he's cut off by a loud clanging sound of Scizor's bullet punch meeting the Weavile, a steel gem in his other hand shattering as the blow knocks the Weavile into the opposite side of the cave where it crashes into a wall and collapses. "Damn it! That was a lucky hit... but let's see how you fare against fire! Go, Houndoom!" Another pokeball is tossed out from the grunt, the houndoom flaring up as it prepares to strike the scizor. "U-Turn!" Camille calls out the attack, and the Scizor flies forward to slice the houndoom's face, looping back into its pokeball while Camille throws out a dusk ball in one swift motion. "André!" A Tyranitar roars as it appears before the houndoom, a fierce sandstorm rising up and the grunt sounding a bit fearful as he calls out, "T-Thunder fang!" The houndoom leaps forward, sparking as it tries to bite the Tyranitar, but the tyranitar's thick hide is completely unscathed by the attack. "Now, André, substitute." The tyranitar creates a doll of rock to hide behind. "Damn it! Flamethrower! Do something!" the grunt yells at it desperately, but the flames hardly do a thing to the large rock, and the houndoom quickly collapses from the sand. "You little pest, I won't lose to you! Go, Raticate! Use Rock Smash!" The Raticate leaps forth and kicks the substitute to rubble, but the real Tyranitar appear right behind him from underground. "Focus Punch." Camille's Tyranitar roars and smashes down on the raticate, causing it to crumple at its feet while the panicked grunt backpedals. "The stolen pokemon are in the back! Don't hurt me, please!" André stomps along with Camille as she walks towards him. "My name is Camille Willow. Johto's Champion. When you see your boss again, you tell him exactly what happened here. And tell him it's going to keep happening until they give back every pokemon they've ever stolen. Including mine. André, get him out of my sight." The tyranitar roars and swings his massive tail around, knocking the grunt out of the cave and far off into the ocean with a splash.

Camille seems to come down off the adrenaline rush, kneeling down and breathing heavily. Polly drags herself over and asks, "Are you okay, Cammy?" Camille puts her arms around Pollyana suddenly, but she doesn't seem to mind in the slightest. "How can you ask me if I'm okay at at time like this? Look at you... you're bleeding. You almost..." she smiles and pats her back. "It's okay. I knew you'd come to help." Camille shakes her head. "I'm a coward. I'm the Johto League champion and I'm still afraid to face Team Rocket." Polly squeezes her tighter, "It's okay to be afraid of some things. Nobody's perfect. If I had my pokemon stolen by Team Rocket before, I'd probably be scared too. How old were you when it happened?" Camille rubs her eyes, "Eight years old. Team Rocket set my dad's lab on fire and stole my dratini... I've been too afraid to deal with them ever since." Polly smiles, "But you did it today, Cammy. I knew you could. You were acting all professional and proper while we were talking but I could tell that wasn't really you. You're just trying to figure out who you are, right? Well I can tell this much. You're a really kind person. And I'm sorry for hitting you." Camille closes her eyes and smiles, "I'm glad you did. I needed to wake up." Polly lets her go and smiles as her eyes go wide, "I just got a good idea! We should travel together! Traveling together with friends is a great way to learn more about yourself." Camille looks up and rubs her chin thoughtfully, "Well... someone's got to make sure you don't do something crazy like this again." "No promises on that one." Polly responds. Camille grins, "Either way, I accept. I'll travel with you." "And you'll be my friend too, right?" Camille looks a bit caught off guard by such a straightforward question, but she smiles warmly and says, "I'd love to be your friend, Polly." Polly lights up and tackles Camille with another hug, causing her to flail wildly, "Agh! Get off! Personal space you ditz!" Polly just laughs before letting go and walking deeper into the cave. "Come on, Cammy, let's go get those stolen pokemon and head back to town!" "You got it, Polly."