<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Wha...what are you? Some kind of sick perv?! What am I doing here? Why did you kidnap me?!?" The tips of her fingers slightly dug into the bed covers, nervously tensing, searching for a weapon, but the room was virtually void of anything she could lift.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Do not flatter yourself young one.  If I had any intentions at all of being as you say a perv then I would be sitting in an arm chair in one of my new assistants rooms as she played her lovey dovey games with her wife to be.  Not visiting with you.  I only came here because they told me you had woken up and wanted to welcome you personally to your new home.  You will be participating in a very special underground tournaments sponsored and designed by me.  Where you will fight until you lose against other trainers.  If you loose your Pokemon will become forfeit and shall belong to me.  At which point you shall be turned over to an associate of mine for reconditioning.  Unless of course he doesn't deem you worth for such an honor.  In which case you shall be turned into nothing more than a lowly slave."