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Death is riding into town with armor
They've come to take all your rights
Hail to the king, hail to the one
Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun
Hail!
Hail!
Hail!
The King...
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Cyrus fixed his suit and stretched his arms, readying himself for the speech. The road was hard, but he managed to gather enough money to found Team Galactic. He found out some recruits were unsure about his leadership, thus wanting to ensure their loyalty through his speech. Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. Sighing, he fetched his notepad and flipped through his notes.

"Come in," he ordered bitterly. "I don't have all day."

He didn't even bother to glance up to see whom had entered in his chamber. Instead, he focused himself on what he would say. So let's see here... Okay, talk about restoring peace and stability... All that goody talk... Honor of Sinnoh... Suddenly, whomever entered cleared their throat. Cyrus looked up, only to be surprised to see Mars standing in front of him. He managed to wear a cool expression, although his grey eyes did little to hide his annoyance. Still, he couldn't help but wonder why she was so nervous.

"Cyrus," she said in a calm tone, "We've managed to locate all of the lake guardians. Currently, Saturn is in charge of their extraction to headquarters."

"Has Dr. Charon perfected the lab yet?" Cyrus asked, getting straight to the point.

She nervously scratched her red hair, giving the boss a cautionary look. "Well... He said he didn't want to start setting things up until the guardians are captured."

"That's excellent news," he stated bluntly, surprising Mars. "Now if you don't have anything better to do, then go away. I have a speech to do."

"Y-yes Cyrus," she said, her voice softening at his name as she stepped away. "Thank you for all that you've done."

The second she left and closed the doors, Cyrus laughed like a maniac. That idiot! To think that I actually took them under my wing out of kindness! Soon their use shall expire, and I will finally accomplish my dream! He laughed even harder, knowing that soon, he would be the king of Sinnoh.

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Cyrus cleared his throat as he stepped up on the podium, glancing at everyone present in the auditorium. He had to resist from grinning as he received everyone's undivided attention. Beside him, Dr. Charon, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn sat in purple chairs, observing their members.

"Fellow members of Team Galactic!" Cyrus exclaimed with pride. "Hear me! My name, as I appear to you today, is Cyrus. This world of ours is a crude one. In a word, it is incomplete. It has been, and always will be, a struggle to survive in this world. We humans and Pokémon are likewise incomplete. Because we are all so lacking, we fight, we maim... It is ugly.

"I hate the incompleteness. That we are all incomplete, I hate it with my entire body and being. The world should be complete. The world must change." He saw some members mutter, which displeased him a bit; still, he carried on. "Then, who will change it? Me, Cyrus. And Team Galactic. Yes, all of you. Together we pored over myths and exposed their secrets. Together we captured legendary Pokémon. And now, Team Galactic has obtained the energy to change the world! The power of dreams is within our grasp! Understand it, fellow members! My long-held dream world is on the verge of becoming reality.

"All those headed to Mt. Coronet, and those who remain here... Through our missions may differ, our hearts beat as one. Let there be glory for Team Galactic!"

He saw most cheer, but he felt deceived as there were a few in the bunch that failed to be manipulated by his words. He gave a glance at Jupiter, whom nodded as she stood up and walked away. Fine then, he thought bitterly. If those miserable brutes don't want to be conveyed by words, perhaps a different motivation could convince them. A minute later, Jupiter came back in with a handcuffed man with a bag over his head. Cyrus stepped on over to them, drawing out a gun. He took away the bag, revealing him a scruffy man with a sharp gaze.

"This is what happens to traitors if they dare defy me," Cyrus said with a snarl as the pointed the gun to the man's head. "Learn of my wrath!"

He pulled the trigger, causing silence to accompany as the man lifelessly collapsed on the floor, staining it red.

"Hail to the king!" Saturn yelled out in a harsh tone.

"Hail to the king!" the members of Team Galactic shouted back in proclamation.