EPISODE 109: Revenge!*

Left alone in the darkness of her room, Jenny goes insane. Like a wolf who has rabies, the only way to describe her. Swiveling her room, she threw stuff, most are brittle and the maids outside could hear nothing but continuous shouts and things breaking. It is because of misinterpretation which made her the villain of mine who still has hopes of cracking the case of her family.

A picture of me was on her desk. It was the very first picture she had, and the "me" in that picture was when I was still in the orphanage. Like me, her sanity became insane and that sweet longing for revenge has succumb to every inch of her spirit.

"Because of you, I had to bury my sister, alone." she mumbled maliciously. She clenched her fists, on her left hand was a knife. An intense woman holding a knife? Seems like a potential for thoughts about criminality despite her being an officer to enter her mind.

"Because of you, the person whom I treat as a mother is nothing but a corpse." she added, tightening her grip on the knife.

"Because of you, many had died. Both the innocent and the guilty, you care not for what blood spills on the floor. I had said this many times, but this? This is far beyond than what I've expected. You've gone too far. As long as you roam the land, the people of this world will never be safe. I never wanted to do this, but now? Look what you've done to me!" slowly her subtle voice became a shout as she pierced the knife unto my picture without hesitation.

She took out knife from picture and stabbed it multiple times, ruining the quality of the image. After getting exhausting by imagining that she had stabbed me, she fell to the ground, tired, and sleepy. There, a plan, a scheme, comes to the mind. An idea that will change the course of her fate.

"What if I was never meant to be an officer? You might think of my decisions as an absurd thought, but... this is what you did to me. I can't do anything about it, I promised to avenge my sister. The final draw Luna, now I'm your arch-enemy." slowly she began to chuckle malevolently, ripping off the Pokemon International Police badge on the shoulders of her T-shirt.

She took her Rotom-Phone, erasing all data of me in her gallery, files, and other documents.

"Now... now... where are you?" then from her bag she took out the map of the whole world. All the eight regions of our country is visible in that map.

"You're done with Kanto... You're done with Johto... Hoenn, probably... There you are, Sinnoh." slowly, she drew a line with a red marker, as if she was playing connect the dots.

Now that step one of her evil scheme is complete, it was time for step two. She called Detective Looker once in for all, having the guts to do it after one year of declining his calls.

"Jenny? You finally called!" the first expression of the detective was anger. He scolded Jenny like a father scolding a daughter.

"I'm resigning." Jenny got to the point.

"..." Detective Looker was speechless. After thinking on how to respond, he said, "Are you alright? I thought you wanted to become a police officer?"

"I did. That was the past. I, myself, is busy dealing with a lot of things(Family and of course, little ol me). I'm sorry Detective Looker, I just can't focus on my career right now."

"I... I see. I'll get your paperwork done. It is sad to lose a profound agent of the Pokemon International Police."

"Perhaps when I'm done with my personal business, I'll return."

"Alright, I'll be waiting. Thank you for your service, Agent Jenny." there, Detective Looker made the decision to decline the call.

At his current location, he was greatly disappointed and he knew for a fact Jenny was dealing with something far worse, but he couldn't identify what it was. Then comes a knock on the doors of his office in which he gladly said, "You may enter."

She's name is Emma, and is known to be Detective Looker's great assistant. Emma has curly black hair, tied in pigtails. She has violet eyes and dark skin. She wears a ragged blue blouse with white collar, orange skirt, ragged black pants, and orange shoes.

With a pleasant smile on her face, she brought the detective's late night brew. An orphan, once a member of a street gang, now a worker and helper of a famous detective.

"Emma, you look sweaty, where have you been?" asked, the detective.

"I took a trip to Kalos for a moment to meet with someone." she answered.

"To meet with someone?"

"Don't worry detective, it's nothing special." covering her mouth with her hand, she chuckles softly and leaves the room, gently closing the detective's door.