The noise echoed in Musashi's ears as her Arbok tore back toward her in horror, running from the Thundershock chasing him. "Piiiiikaaaaacccchhuuuuu!" Wheezing, in equal fright, turned tail and ran toward Kojiro. As the two Pokemon hid behind their masters the thundershock hit the Rocket Gang head on. Nyase yowled and jumped out of the way, hanging in a tree as Musashi and Kojiro were struck by the tendrils of lightning. As the Thundershock stopped the two Rockets tumbled limply to the ground. Nyase, Arbok and Wheezing gathered around the two fallen members of their team. "Come on guys, let's make them pay for that!" Nyase snarled, turning to where Satoshi, Takeshi and Kagami stood with Pikachu. He turned around and looked at the two fallen Rockets when he didn't hear their familiar agreeing threats. Musashi and Kojiro both lay limp on the ground. "Guys." Nyase said. "Get up you numbskulls!" he yelled. Neither Musashi or Kojiro showed the tiniest sign of a reaction. "Guys?" Nyase asked nervously. Slowly Satoshi, Takeshi and Kagami came foreward. "Musashi-san? Kojiro-san?" Satoshi asked, waving his hand in their faces. Kagami knelt down beside Kojiro and shook his arm. "Hey you two wake up." she said angrily. "This isn't funny." "Guys!?!" Nyase screamed frantically. Arbok nosed Jesse in the neck, bumping her repeatedly. "Arbok!" he hissed. "Arbok arbok!" "What's he saying?" Satoshi asked Nyase. "He sates the obvious. They ain't wakin' up!" "Who's not waking up?" Behind the group Officer Jenny jumped off her motor bike and ran up. "What's going on?" she demanded "My Pikachu thundershocked them by accident." Satoshi said pointing to Musashi and Kojiro. "It's happened before. They've been just fine those times, but now they won't wake up." Jenny clutched each Kojiro and Musashi's wrists. "Uhoh." "What!?" Meowth screamed. "They're dead.................."

Musashi yawned stretching her arms over her head. What a great nap! She hadn't slept so well in ages. She blinked open her blue eyes. The ceiling directly above her was pure white...and fluffy. Like clouds almost. She sat up and licked her lips and looked around. Hey! Everything was white! Kojiro, dressed in a weird white robe, lay asleep on a long dias across from her. He looked peaceful and totally comfortable although the platform on which he slept had no visible padding. Musashi looked over her shoulder.....and screamed. Kojiro jumped up at the sound and shouted. "What? What is it?" "I have wings!" Musashi screamed."And you too!" "I do?" Kojiro asked, looking over his shoulder. "Aahhh!" he yelled, confronted with a face full of fluffy white feathers. "Where are we and what the hell is going on!" Musashi demanded. "No swearing up here!" Boomed a voice from every direction. Kojiro screamed and grabbed hold of Musashi, wings and all. "What was that!?!" he whined. "I'm the Chariman of the Council for the Conduct of Angels in Limbo." The voice replied "The what?" The two Rockets asked, sweatdropping. "You're dead and I'm in charge of wether you go to Heaven or Hell." said the voice. "Really? No kidding?" Kojiro asked. "Yes!" In a flash of light Musashi and Kojiro found themseves sitting in a pair of big chairs in front of a row of people with wings. They wore white robes and looked extremely important. In the center of the row stood an enormous podium behind which sat a young woman, frowning down on the two Rockets. Her long white hair and reading spectacles gave away immdiately how important she was. That and the name bar on the podium read Angelica - Chairman of CCAL. "We here in heaven have quite a file on you two." She said dumping a folder about ten inches thick onto the top of the podium. Her red painted fingernails dug into the paper with anger as she listed the Rocket gang's charges. "Musashi!" She tundered. "You are charged with Pokemon kidnaping, vainity, charging everything you buy to your Official Villians Mastercard, having 'Pokemon Kidnaper' listed as your occupation on your divers license and general meaness to the good guys, Nyase and Kojiro." "What's wrong with listing 'Pokemon Kidnaper' on my drivers license?" Musashi demanded. "It's my occupation isn't it?" "Kojiro!" Angelica continued, ignoring her. "You are charged with Pokemon kidnaping, whining, meaness to the good guys and Nyase, not having a drivers licence at all but still driving and making a total idiot out of yourself at every turn." "I can't help it if I whine." Kojiro moaned, pressing his index fingers together meekly. "It's involuntary." "Normally a record like this would land you directly on your butts in hell but by some miracle you are nice once in while and those few instances have proven to us that you are not totally bad." Angelica said. "Like what?" Musashi asked. "Lesse..." Angelica mused. "One whole episode of cheering for Pikachu, occasionally being nice to Nyase, the eleoquent quote by Kojiro 'we're bad not insensitive' and of course the St. Anne shipwreck incident." "Oh yeah. That stuff." Kojiro muttered. "And so the council has decreed that if you can be good guardian angels to these two people then you can go back to being alive." Angelica said, handing each of them a picture of the people they were to be guarding. "Satoshi!?!" Musashi screamed. "Kagami!?!" Kojiro exclaimed. "Why them!?!?!" They chorused. "Their usual guardian angels are sick of being electrocuted by Pikachu. Since you guys are used to it we figured you could handle the job." "Uuuuuuhhhhhhh!" Kojiro and Musashi both groaned and fell onto each other on the floor. "Musashi-san, do you promise not to hurt me for I what I'm about to say?" "Okay. What is is?" "I wish we WERE on our butts in hell."

"So we gotta wear these robe things all the time?" Musashi complained, as she and Kojiro stood in the cloud nine landing hangar with the other guardian angels, waiting to head down on their first flight to earth. "That's what Angelica said." Kojiro sighed. "I don't know about you but actually I find these rather comfortable." "The wings bug me." Musashi said. "They're elegant once in a while but for all the time they kinda annoy you." "Squeeze your shoulder blades together." Said a young girl angel. "They retract, see?" She pushed her shoudler blades together on her back. The wings that had once perched there disappeared into her shoudlers. Musashi pushed her arms back. Her own wings shrunk into her shoulders. "Oi! Kakkoi!" she grinned. "Arigatou." "Do itashimashite." the younger replied. "Angel #29!" called out a voice. "Sayonara." the girl said, waving to Musashi and Kojiro as she ran up and dove over the edge of the clouds. "See you on earth!" "What are our numbers?" Musashi asked. "Um. I'm thirty one and you're thirty two." Kojiro read from a small card Angelica had given him. "How come I'm tirty two? I hate the number thirty two." Musashi complained. "Angel #30!" "We're next." Kojiro said nervously. "Musashi-san I'm scared. I've never flown before." "You've been in an airplane Kojiro-san." "Musashi-san you know what I mean!" "Okay so we've never exactly jumped off a cloud before, but really, how high can it be?" "About twenty million feet." an older angel said behind Kojiro. "TWENTY MILLION!!!" Kojiro screamed. "Angel #31!" Kojiro immediately grabbed a hold of Musashi and screamed "I don't wanna go! I'll die! Musashi-san don't let me die!" "Kojiro-san you're hurting me!" Musashi choked. "Leggo!" "Musashi-san what a stupid time to talk about waffles." Kojiro said. "This is not an Eggo commercial! Let ME go you nitwit!" "But they'll make me jump!" Kojiro wailed. "You have wings you idiot!" Musashi screamed. "You'll fly! And even if you don't you're already an angel! It's not like you can die more than once, now GET OFF ME!" "That's a good point." Kojiro mumbled. "I AM already dead." "That's it." Musashi stated angrily, extending her wings and knocking him off her back. "I'm switching numbers with you." Stalking to the edge of the cloud she pinched her nose shut and jumped. "Musashi!" Kojiro cried, scrambling to the edge of cloud and looking down after her. "You can take the chair lift if you want." Said an angel with a clipboard. "Chair lift?" Kojiro asked. "Over there." the angel pointed to a wooden seat hanging from a long cable. Just sit down over there and I'll turn the crank and you can ride down to earth." "Really? Thanks!" Kojiro bolted over to the seat and sat down. The clipboard angel pushed a lever and he rode comfortably for about twenty feet, before the seat dropped out of the chair and he fell through the clouds. "That was a trick wasn't it?" he screamed back at the clipboard angel. A few yards down a familliar hand caught him. "Flap stupid." Musashi ordered as she hovered above him, wings moving furiously fast to support his extra weight. After a few minutes of practice flapping Kojiro got the hang of it and Musashi let him go. "This isn't so bad." he said quietly. "Kojiro-san, trust me. It's lots more fun when you jump off the cloud." Musashi said. "So what do we do when we get to earth?" Kojiro asked. "I think we look for Kagami and Satoshi."