While Dian and Chinami discussed business in their hotel bed, another three-way meeting was taking place elsewhere.
Location: unknown;
Time: unknown;
Participants: unknown.
The three parties had chosen a temporary meeting place at random and settled on a chance time to talk.
A towering black curtain stretched across the sky, broken only by the faint shimmer of moonlight.
The dark Abandoned Iron Tower reflected the bitter chill of metal.
Three figures stood atop three steel bars, each barely two inches wide. Their feet seemed rooted in place, unmoving in the night wind.
All three wore black robes that hid them from head to toe in shifting shadows. They looked like ghosts,
ghosts there only to deliver a message!
Click!
Click!
Click!
Three round projectors on long metal legs appeared on the bars and cast three images into the air.
An antique desk of dark wood, a volcanic model symbolizing the earth, and a panoramic map of Hoenn behind the figure... Maxie pushed up his glasses and remained silent, eyes closed. The red uniform of Team Magma's leader and the Mega Evolution stone set into his glasses stood out vividly.
Deep beneath the sea, amid strange sights and wonders, Archie sat astride a Sharpedo with legs spread wide. Every hair of his thick beard seemed to bristle, and his presence was imposing.
The last was Giovanni, who looked more like a business magnate than the leader of an Underground Faction. An inscrutable sneer still touched his lips. His short black hair was immaculate, while his black suit and the rainbow-colored R on his left breast marked his position as Team Rocket's leader—and his fresh ambition!
With one hand, he stroked the Persian on his lap, which gazed up at him ingratiatingly. In the other, he held a purple Poké Ball marked