A lone figure stood in the rain. The sounds of each heavy rain drop blending together which silenced his steps as he walked down the empty street. Lightning illuminated the sky every few seconds, followed shortly after by a terrifying crash of thunder. Humans and Pokemon had both taken to shelter to wait the storm out, except for him. He walked, not even minding the rain.
He stopped upon reaching the window of a shop closed for the storm. His middle aged green eyes appearing cold and calculated as he gazed at his barely visible reflection. His once spiked black hair conformed to his head from the rain, the tips of each strand dripping water down his face, their trails added to the rest caused from the rain. His black suit appearing darker from the water soaked into the fabric. His emotionless face producing a slight smirk as he answered his ringing phone, his eyes never leaving his reflection.
"Yes?" He answered, confidant it was the call he had been waiting for.
"Cole sir," The voice on the other end began, the tone confidant despite the nervous edge in the voice. "We managed to acquire the support of the regions local gangs."
"Perfect," The man known as Cole replied as his smirk grew more defined. "We'll begin soon enough then." He began to take the phone from his ear until he heard the man continue.
"Yes?" He answered, his tone infused with anger as if in warning to the caller to not give him any bad news.
"Uh, they only joined us because I said we'd help them get the legendary Pokemon they wanted." The caller added nervously. Mainly out of worry of how Cole would take the news.
"I see, well I suppose it can't be helped," He replied, his tone surprisingly calm and clear of the anger it had last held. A calm that almost unnerved the man more then if he had still been angry about it. "Set me up a meeting with the two leaders. We need to establish a working relationship if we are to succeed, as well as smoothing over all the details."
"Yes sir," He replied. Cole having hung up the phone put it away as he moved away from the closed shop window, His mind moving faster then he could keep up with, thoughts passing before he even registered them. Each of them generally about his plans for the region and how to spend his time after accomplishing his goal.
"Look out Hoenn." He laughed. His open hand held up to the moon, barely visible through the storm clouds that consumed the sky, before balling his hand into a fist that enveloped the moon in his vision. He was jubilant, his plans for the region where he would begin his conquest were advancing perfectly and unopposed. "I'm going to take it all!"