-Squirtle Shell - Convicted*-
Izumi nodded at the team, telling them that he was "going in."
Izumi stuck to the shadows, being ocmpletely hidden from the multiple human guards. He took a quick look around the buildling and saw a couple of human guards standing under a huge construction crate.
"Bingo..." he smiled as he shot a WATER GUN at it. The crate fell down, but it turns out that the crate was actually hollow with no bottom, so it merely just trapped the humans.
"Hey, it's a kid's game!" Izumi joked as he crept towards the base.
He accidentally ran into a guard who ran away after he spotted him, but Izumi jumped on his back and knocked him out with a FOCUS PUNCH.
"Insert military clich'e here..." the voice remarked as Izumi walked further in.
Izumi walked into a hallway where he saw multiple locker rooms. While there were rooms for humans, males and females, there were also two more... for pokemon.
"What the hell?" Izumi said under his breath.
"I think you meant Arceus..." the voice reprimanded.
"Oh yeah... what the Arceus?"
"Well now you just sound stupid..."
Izumi walked into one of the locker room, seeing a bunch of lockers aligned against the wall. He heard a locker shut, echoing around the room, so he hid behind the closest pillar (that holds up the building foundation) and waited. Once he heard someone past, he immediantely put the pokemon in a chokehold.
"I got you!"
The pokemon was trained in defense, so the pokemon merely kicked Izumi in the... "groin-like area...," from behind and judo flipped him to the ground.
He was lying on the ground.
"No fair!" he said in a squeaky voice, "I call foul!"
He looked up to see the pokemon who hit him, and it was a Gardevoir clad in a black, leather suit.
"Foul?" she asked rhetorically, "Excuse me, but aren't you the one who barged into the FEMALE locker room?"
"He's a girl now..." the voice joked at Izumi's expense.
"Indeed," she answered.
"What the-? You can't hear me!?" the voice asked.
"Of course," the Gardevoir replied, "I am a psychic type. I can read minds... and shattered them too."
"Well don't bother," the voice remarked, "His mind's already mated up."
"Dude!" Izumi cried as his voice came back, "You helping me or what?"
"Right, right, sorry..." the voice apologized.
"Alright then..." Izumi answered as he turned to the Gardevoir, "I'm here for-!"
"I know what you're here for..." the Gardevoir interrupted, "I can read minds... remember?"
"..." Izumi hesistated, "Well... I wanna say it anyway. I'm here for Team Rocket costumes! You wanna fork them over or what!?"
"Alright..." the Gardevoir smiled as he pulled out a number of male uniforms.
"Wait," Izumi questioned, "Are you just HANDING these over!? Why?"
"Because..." the Gardevoir leaned forward closer to him, "I think you're kinda cute..."
Izumi blushed, and even more so when she plant a kiss on his cheek, but then she picked him up with PSYCHIC abilities and tossed him out the window. Izumi landed near his pals.
"So call me!?" Izumi said under his breath.
"Dude, we're so in there(*2)!" the voice exclaimed!
*Obvious parody to Splinter Cell: Convictions
*2 Reference to Greg from Everybody hates Chris
