The Guardians of Kanto
Prologue
There was a dark storm brewing over the South of Kanto. It was not a night to 
be out, especially if you were flying an aircraft, but this storm would not 
stop the four V-22 Osprey Helicopters from reaching their destination. Not 
even the forks of lightning that came dangerously close or the heavy 
turbulence acting on the aircraft.
You may be thinking, why was this journey so important? The journey was so 
important because these were no ordinary helicopters, they belonged to the 
evil Team Rocket and they were carrying some of the most important people in 
the organization, the four Team Rocket directors.
The pilot in one of the helicopters was contacted on his radio.
“This is Sergeant Viper, who am I speaking to, over?”
“You are speaking to Agent Kelly, over.” The pilot replied.
“Okay Agent, my Squadron has secured the landing area can you get those 
choppers down quickly so we can get some camouflage covers on those choppers, 
over!”
“Roger that.”
Agent Kelly made a quick and clean descent towards the landing area which was 
a field sheltered by dense forest just north-west of the Safari Zone in 
Fuchsia City.
“Agent you need to get your chopper down quicker before people notice it, and 
get your squad down here NOW!” Viper yelled down the radio.
“Sir yes sir!” Kelly replied.
Kelly made a clumsy landing and pressed a button on his radio so he could 
talk to his squad.
“Right I know your only A.I.T.’s (Agents in Training) but you need to get 
those ‘copters down NOW!” Kelly shouted.
“Okay sir!”
“Right away sir!”
“Sir yes sir!”
Came the reply out of the radio speaker as the other three Helicopters landed 
even clumsier than Kelly did.
A man with a purple Mohawk and dressed like a Team Rocket Officer (Standard 
Team Rocket clothing with gold stripes on the shoulders and gloves to 
indicate rank) came running towards the group of Helicopters followed by a 
group of Team Rocket Grunts carrying green camouflage sheets.
The man with the purple Mohawk ordered the pilots to get the helicopter ramps 
down so the Directors could get out. The ramps went down and the directors 
came out. They were dressed in suits of dark colours; the man with the purple 
Mohawk marched over, saluted and introduced himself as Sergeant Viper.
Viper gave a signal to the Grunts carrying the camouflage sheets to cover the 
Helicopters and started to escort the Directors to a shed at the back of the 
field.
“You must be relieved to get off those Helicopters; it looked rough up in 
that storm.”
“Yes, it was” A snooty director in a brown suit said. “It didn’t help that we 
had those pilots either, the Osprey was shaking all over the place.”
“I will have them dealt with” Viper said. “Anyway, Giovanni is in that shed 
over there, he is expecting you but I must warn you he is in a pretty bad 
mood.”
“Thank you for the warning Sergeant and thank you for securing this landing 
area. I think you might be expecting a promotion to Lieutenant pretty soon.” 
Said a calm, young director in a navy blue suit.
Viper and the directors arrived at the entrance to the shed Giovanni was in. 
Sergeant Viper knocked on the wooden door three times.
“Enter” Came Giovanni’s voice from inside the shed.
“Sir, the directors have arrived” Viper said.
“Ah, send them in” Replied Giovanni.
Viper held the door to let them in before closing it and marching off to 
rejoin his Squadron.
“Are we all here?” Giovanni said.
The directors mumbled yes and nodded their heads.
“Then let’s get down to business” Giovanni said.
Everyone took a seat around a table which was full of maps, plans and pages 
of statistics...