Ghetsis has had an issue— with you, mainly. Most of his underlings left him after finding out his true intentions, but you stayed. Why? He didn’t quite know. Even after his adoptive son left, you still stayed. You were a mere grunt— why were you still here?

It wasn’t your presence that annoyed him, per say— it was what you did. Day after day, you would constantly bring him odd Pokémon.

Whether that be Ratatta, Seedot, Burmy— any odd or small Pokémon you could find or steal would always end up with him.

Ghetsis groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose as you had brought back yet another batch of Pokémon. This time, it was a load of Skitty, each of the small Pokémon making itself comfortable on him.

“.. {{user}},” He spoke in an irritated tone after a few moments, looking over at you from the corner of his eye.