All around was pitch black, but I could tell I was falling. I looked down, seeing light. I remember this from earlier...from when that dark figure caught me? I just kept falling in the darkness. I finally made it to the bottom, right back to Pokemon Tower. Where my first nightmares took place. 

I looked around again, but I was alone. No Feraligatr, no mom, no dad, no Giovanni, and no Silver. No one. Just me and all the tomestones. 

"H-Hello?" I was able to call out. I felt like I had some kind of control now. 

"Seems that you're starting to follow the right path." I jumped at the sudden voice. "Keep following that path and you and your friends will be able to stop Team Rocket." I turned to face the speaker, my parents. 

"We have no Pokemon though. They're all under Team Rocket's control!" I said, remembering Dragonite's last attack on the three of us. I remembered the sudden pain of hyper beam burning my skin and practically tearing me apart. I remembered the evil glare's the Pokemon gave us. The murderous glares our friends gave us...

"Just get to the basement and destroy the machine. As long as you do that, your Pokemon will listen to you again."

"You say that like its so simple..."

"There's a way, you and your friends just need to talk about it." 

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...make another plan? It'll fail just like the last one did."

"If you keep thinking like that, then yeah, it will fail."

I sighed. "How am I even speaking to you in the first place?" I paused and gasped. "I'm dying! I'm dying, aren't I?! I'm only 16, that's too early!"

My parents chuckled. "No, you're not. Although the injuries you received in that last attack are fatal...but don't worry, you're just unconscious."

I relaxed a bit. Only a bit though...like they said, that last attack caused some serious damage, so maybe I'll only be living for a short while? Or never wake up...? 

I shook those thoughts out of my head. I'm going to stay alive, I'm going to stop Team Rocket, I'm going to save my friends...

I sighed again. "All we need to do is get to the basement, and shut down the machine...that's all. We can do this..."

"This is only a bump in the road...bad things always happen to good people. Things will get better. You can win this..."

I nodded. "Only a bump in the road..." I repeated. I kept repeating it to myself quietly, trying to convince myself that everything will get better. 

"Umber...?" I heard a familiar voice call out. "Umber, wake up!"

"Umber, please! Wake up..."

I opened my eyes, only to meet golden ones. "Umber! You're awake!"

I groaned in pain. I could still feel the burning pain and I was sore all over. "Gold...? How long was I out?" 

"A few days...maybe a week or so." He said.

"Or two..." Silver mumbled. 

"You started turning a little so I thought it would be good to try and wake you up again..." Gold said. "What were you dreaming about?"

"Not much..." I lied. "I guess I was only struggling 'cause I was waking up..."

"If you say so...anyways, how are you feeling?"

"Like shit...I feel like I'm on fire or something." I tried sitting up, only to fall back. I realized that I was laying on Gold's lap, and normally I would push him away, but I was just in too much pain. I looked around a little more and saw we were locked up in a cell. The same cells that are in the hideout. So I guess we aren't at Saffron anymore. "What happened while I was out?"

"While all three of us were knocked out, they dragged us here and locked us up. Other than the admins coming every now and then to taunt us, not much has happened."

"You guys alright?" 

"We're fine...better than the condition you're in anyways. Unless if you include Silver's blindness."

"The fact that I can't see doesn't matter; I made it there in perfect condition, didn't I?" The redhead hissed.

"Fine then, you're in a worse condition than the both of us." Gold said to me, sticking his tongue out at Silver afterwards. I cracked a small grin knowing that Silver couldn't see it. 

"Let's just think of how to get out of here, and how to get our Pokemon back." Silver said, changing the topic. 

"What happened to the others?"

"They probably went in to help only for their Pokemon to get brainwashed...this time the admins made sure none of us had a way to contact anyone outside so they don't know we're here." He explained. 

"So we can't get out unless if the admins let us out or we somehow get their keys...but as if that would happen." I said.

"Or we magically gain super Poke-powers and we burn down the building." Gold grinned.

"Or that..." I mumbled. 

"Let's be serious before we rot away in here." Silver said. 

"Fine, do you know if the key's are just hanging around here somewhere?" I asked either one of them.

"If they were, we probably would have gotten them by now."

"Then we could somehow convince them to let one of us out?" 

"How would that happen? There's no way they would just 'let us out.'" The blind trainer said, putting air quotations around 'let us out'. 

"I may have an idea!" Gold called out. 

Silver sighed. "What's your idea?"

"One of us can act like we give up and wanna join Team Rocket! Then they can let one of us out, and go to where ever that machine is and take care of that, and then come and get us out." He explained. 

"Yeah, but if the machine is destroyed first, they'll know immediately and catch us, only to get thrown in here again."

"Then they can let us out first, then go and turn off the machine."

Silver put his knees to his chest, and placed his chin on his knees, closing his eyes. After a little while, he spoke up again. "Fine, but which one of us is going to do it?"

"Not Umber; she's got too many injuries." 

"So one of us two..." Silver still had his eyes closed, as if he was thinking. He seemed a little tense, and sighed to try to relax himself. "I'll go."

"What? But you hate Team Rocket, and I'm sure they know that. What makes you think you can join without them being suspicious?" 

"I don't know if you have forgotten, but I'm the son of Giovanni; the leader of Team Rocket. I have Rocket blood running through my veins...I can get in easliy."

"But Silver..." I stopped Gold before he could continue, and gave him a look that said 'let him do what's best for us...'

"Besides, they have my Pokemon under their control. Without my Pokemon, I'm as blind as a Zubat." 

"Fine...next time they come, convince them that you've given up." 

"I know, I know..."

Gold chuckled a little. "Never thought I'd hear you of all people saying that you're joining Team Rocket, fake or not." 

"Whatever...now hush up; we don't want anyone hearing us." 

"Alright..."

"Silver...um, I just wanna say take your time..." I said nervously. I know he's probably still pissed at me, and he could snap at me any moment if he wanted to. "If you want them to trust you, act like a true Rocket...don't come and get me and Gold for a few days or even weeks. Maybe even go get the other DexHolders and get them here so me and Gold can talk to them and explain everything to them..."

"Of course you would know how to blend in with the enemy..." He mumbled. 

I sighed. "I'm only trying to help..." 

"I don't need your help." He said coldly.

"Please Silver, listen to me!"

"No."

"Silver!" My voice sounded weak and cracked when I yelled, but oh well. "I know I've said this many times before, but I'm sorry. I am really...really sorry. There's probably nothing else I want more than for you to forgive me. Just to forgive me, and mean it. I can leave you alone forever afterwards if you want me to...but please...I don't think I'd be able to live with myself if you hated me forever. You know why?" I paused, wondering if I should continue. "...Because I look up to you...Believe it or not, I don't care, but I really do. You did what I couldn't do...No matter what happened to you, you stayed on the good side. I thought I was meant to be on Team Rocket because of one stupid little reason. If I never joined Team Rocket, you two wouldn't even be in this mess..."

Both Silver and Gold remained silent. But it wasn't awkward; it was just one of those moments when you let everything sink in. But I wasn't finished. I wanted to get one last thing off my chest, just in case if I never had another chance to say it, no matter how much I would regret it later...

"S-Silver...I know you said that you hate me, and I will probably regret saying this but..." I stopped again, thinking this over again. I'll probably wanna take it back as soon as I say it. I'm scared of his reaction. I'm nervous. I sighed, trying to relax myself. I'm gonna say it anyways. 

"...I love you."