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Zev gazed upon Ultra Deep Sea, the alien landscape somehow familiar thanks to his previous foray into the realm. He surveyed the immediate area, knowing that several of his Team Rocket associates had also breached the rift in their collective effort to reach the Seal Stones. He could not see them from his vantage point, but he could hear them over the comms. Orders, status reports, and of course, the sounds of battle.[break][break]

After all, Team Rocket was not alone. Not in Dewford Town, not in Granite Cave, and certainly not in Ultra Deep Sea.[break][break]

Cold blue eyes surveyed the immediate area, looking for a way down from the plateau. Spying a safe place to land, Zev pushed off from this perch. The strange physics of the world beyond the rift allowed him to float down slowly until his feet touched the ground. His shiny Greninja followed.[break][break]

They had not traveled far before movement in the corner of Zev's eye caught his attention. He tensed, all senses on high alert. Whatever it was had moved too swiftly to be the kelp growing in that realm and was too small to be an Ultra Beast.[break][break]

"Scout ahead," Zev ordered his Greninja, who leaped to obey. The man followed at a distance, gun drawn. He kept his eyes peeled for anything that might be a hallucination caused by the Ultra Deep Sea.[break][break]

But what he and his Pokémon saw when they rounded a corner of spongy rock was not an apparition. In fact, it was none other than Caleb Harcourt.[break][break]

Zev lowered his gun. "Caleb," he said, his voice distorted by the modulator in his full-face mask. The mask, however, was the same one he'd worn at Littleroot Town. It was the same one he'd used back in Kanto in his early years. Caleb would know it intimately.

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