>>47048903We throw her into mission after mission, and not all of them are staged. We show her how to fight outside the cozy sportsmanship of League regulation, brutally and efficiently. We send some mean killers her way, Arcanine trained to rip and tear, and give her no choice but to put them down, to learn a lesson about cruelty. We do similarly with rival gang members.
We give her peers who respect and compliment her, and again, not all of it staged. She's just genuinely THAT good. We send her to training camps to handle bigger and more important missions, sometimes for weeks at a time, and separate her from friends and family.
She learns about the frailty of the human body, about how to cripple and even kill if she needs to. She develops camaraderie with her Rocket buddies, and they drive each other to do more, and better.
We arrange meetings with the Boss, and he does his thing. His charisma is nothing to scoff at.
She's hyper-competent at what she does, she's got a new family now, and she's changed, both physically and mentally. We hand her off to Archer, Ariana, or hell, even Giovanni himself, and she begins to get groomed for the top-brass.
Maybe she hates me for it, maybe she understands, but years down the line she's my superior and we have a cup of coffee over it. We wear our Rocket uniform openly, and the red R insignia covers the back wall of the restaurant. It covers the back wall of any public place, actually, and it flies freely in the streets and even the police stations. Kanto is ours, and Johto's not far behind.
Who could possibly stand against the might of the beast that we've created?
