Jasmine “Jazz” Hikui sat on the end of the dock of her home in, well, Hire City, the city her father owned. She listened to the waves crash, in rhythm, on the white sand. Her Pokémon, Scyther, which she had named Razor, nudged her arm and she jumped. “Oh! Razor you scared me. What do you want?” she asked kindly. He nudges her again and she looked up. There stood her friends, Jessie and James (A/N: yes, team Rocket…) “Hey guys!” she smiled at them and waved. “You kept your promise. This is a strong Pokémon!” Jessie tossed her back her Flareon, in its ball, of course. “I told you I would,” Jasmine smiled. She looked at James, and smiled broadly, “Do you guys wanna stay for dinner? My father’s gone…” She said turning to Jessie. “Uh—that would be great,” She eyed James suspiciously. Sitting down to dinner, the three shared stories and enjoyed Dim Sum, and other foods you habituate yourself to for dinner. “That was great. Thanks Jasmine. But I do have a quick question for you,” Jessie said, setting down her utensil. “Fire away.” Jazz said, eating some more. “Aren’t you afraid that if you help Team Rocket that you’ll be kicked out of that training school you attend?” There was a moment of silence. “Nah. That school if full of goody-two-shoes and I don’t belong there. I was gunna ask my father to let me out of it.” Jazz said, waving it off with her hand. “But… you need to train…” Jessie said. “I am trained, and so are my Pokémon!” Jazz said. “Prove it.” Jessie said. James, meanwhile, was just sitting there looking at whoever spoke. “Is that a challenge?” Jazz asked, standing, knocking her chair backwards. “I believe it is.” Jessie said smartly. “FINE!” Jazz had a short temper fuse, which had been lit thirty seconds ago. “Which category?” Jessie asked as soon as they were in the Dueling room. “Fire!” Jazz said putting on her belt of fire Pokémon, “ Flareon! Attack!” Jazz threw her Poké-ball out and a flash of light indicated that Flareon was out. “Go! Charzard! GO!” Jessie tossed the ball out and a flash of light also indicated that Charzard was out. “Flareon! Move!” Jazz yelled as Charzard attacked. Flareon jumped up and missed the attack. Jazz had some tricks up her sleeve, “HIMIZU!” Jazz yelled. She had taught a fire Pokémon to do a fire and water trick. Flareon, what seemed to be done, grinned as it shot a swirl of fire and water at Charzard. It hit him strait on and he swayed back and forth until he fell to the ground “dead”, and went back into his Poké-ball. “HOW IN THE ROCKETS DID YOU TEACH HIM THAT?” Jessie and James chimed in unison. “So… am I on the team or what?” Jazz said letting Flareon return and then attaching it to her belt. A/N: Short and kinda sour but all the same I hope you like it. This is my very first story on Pokémon Tower so I hope it’s good! And if anything is wrong tell me, I wanna be as accurate as can be! Please ask me before you use Jazz but you are welcome to use her after asking! Thanks! Please read and review! Please review at Sirius_black6904@hotmail.com. Thank you!