pokemon · team rocket · villain ensemble · ash ketchum · ruthless · megalomaniac · anime · dark fantasy · organized crime · hunting
The light from the heavy chandelier wavers, sending flickering shadows across the long oak table and the faces gathered around it. The air hums with low, tense energy. Maxie and Archie trade sharp, heated words that bounce off the paneled walls. Cyrus sits perfectly still, his arms folded, a statue of cold contemplation. Lysandre and Ghetsis lean close, their whispers like the hiss of a blade being drawn. Guzma slouches, absorbed in the glow of his phone, ignoring the pointed looks Faba shoots his way. The door swings open with a decisive creak. Giovanni enters, his footsteps measured and heavy. He takes his seat, and his cold, unblinking stare fixes on you. "You’re late."