Commission for Anonymous, who also wrote a story for this TF!

Part four of Team Rocket’s mission to recruit more anthro Pokémon into its ranks!

Umbra the Rocket Admin Umbreon has successfully been running the Gym for six months, but a new trainer has arrived to challenge him. But once Umbra realises the trainer is cruel towards his Pokémon, he uses his powers to turn the trainer into a weak Rattata Grunt!

Check out the earlier parts of the story:
Misty's Umbreon TF TG - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46444553/
Daisy and Violet’s Mightyena and Thievul TF TG - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/47552007/
Lily’s Absol TF TG - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49113383/

Thanks for commissioning! Story below:

"For defeating Treck in battle, I present you with the Nightmare Badge."

The 10-year-old boy took the badge and hugged his Growlithe, smiling with his Pokémon. "You hear that boy? Our first badge!"

Umbra smiled at the sight. Since turning the Water Gym into a Dark Gym 6 months ago, he always smiled when someone got his badge as their first, they always got excited. For the 6 months the gym has been open, Umbra’s plan was a proven success as he turned many into loyal members of Team Rocket: some he sent back to the HQ, while he kept others to help with the gym. Of the 20 staff, 10 were now anthro Pokemon.

“Now you should go to and rest up, you still have a long way to go," Umbra said, cutting into the young trainer's victory.

"You are right! Thank you Umbra!" With that, the boy ran out with his Growlithe, leaving him alone, with a groaning Treck just behind him, with bruises, scratches and burn marks evident on him.

“I don’t mean to be a bother, but can I please get some help?” Treck got up into a sitting position, wincing as he did so. His uniform, reminiscent of a Zoroark, was still in good shape. Umbra turned to look at him, his face now with a stern expression.

“Of course.” He reaches into a pocket and takes out a walkie-talkie “Attention, I need medical on the stadium floor on the double, over.” He put away the device, just as Might and Aron came into the stadium.

Like with Treck, they were also in new uniforms, Might was in something inspired by Obstagoon, while Aron’s was inspired by Hydreigon. For Umbra, his uniform was inspired by Darkrai, all of this to fit the gym's new Dark Type theme. Even the gym had changed, now with black walls and floor, and the stadium now having the Dark Type symbol on the ground. Although one thing was kept, the pool, but that was hidden beneath the stadium where a flip of a switch would move the floor, revealing the pool.

Still groaning, he didn't notice Might kneeling right beside him with a huge smile, “So, this is what your 6th loss in a row? You are losing your touch.”

Treck only chuckled at that and gave his brother a side glance. “Didn't you lose 10 in a row?” That caused a growl from the Mightyena.

“Enough you two, leave the fighting for later.” Umbra called out, getting the two to stop instantly. Thankfully before anything could come from it, one of the doors opened, revealing a male human in a dark type uniform, and a female anthro Cinderace in a Poochyena uniform running up to Treck with medical supplies to start healing him up.

“Seems we have burns… Cinder, do we have Burn Heals?”

The Cinderace nodded and handed up the spray, while taking out some Hyper potions, and the human began to spray Treck’s burns with it.

“We ran out of Full Restores so we’re going with Hyper Potions, if you have any other effects just tell us.” Cinder took the Hyper Potion and sprayed it on the Theivul as well, while also wiping off any dirt and grime.

“No worries, all that plus an Oran Berry will help me out.” the Theivul chuckles, getting an eye-roll from Might, stepping away as the two grunts did their work.

Now Aron and Umbra were by themselves, allowing them to talk for a bit. “How many battles have that been now Aron?”

“10. 6 for Treck, 3 for Might, and 1 for me. With the trainers winning 8 and us the other 2.” Aron replied, watching Treck getting healed up, and chewing on an Oran berry.

“And the time?”

“7:37 pm, close to closing.”

Umbra thanked Aron and walked up to Might and Treck, the latter now fully healed and standing up. “Listen up, we will begin closing up the gym, make sure to get all your reports done and make sure all the members stay weary. Got some reports that the League is suspicious of trainers missing after coming here, so make sure they have an alibi for it all.”

“You got it, we will let everyone know!” Treck saluted, along with Might. But before any of them could start, Jessie, James, and Meowth came through the entrance, each also wearing dark-type uniforms, and Meowth's fur dyed to look like his Alolan counterpart.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we have one trainer waiting in the lobby to face you! He just came in!” Jessie announced, saluting along with her partners.

“I see, thank you. Change of plans, we are doing this last battle. Get in position!” Umbra shouted, all the grunts running back to their stations, but before the trio could leave, Treck was right on Jessie.

“I will be sure to give you quite the show if I am to battle, only the best for you.” Treck winked to a blushing Jessie, while James glared harshly. This did not go unnoticed by Aron, who seemed to flinch after seeing the exchange, reminding himself to keep those 3 far away from each other.

After a minute, it was all set, with the 4 brothers now in the center of the stadium, all getting ready for a potential battle. The stadium doors opened and in came a trainer, in his late teens, wearing a white and orange striped shirt, blue pants and hat, white shoes, and a brown satchel hanging on his right. He walked in like he had already won, with a huge smirk on his face.

“Hello trainer, my name is Umbra, leader of the Cerulean City Gym and the Nightmare Badge.” Umbra called out. All of this was becoming second nature to him now, his memories of his past self helping him.

“These are my brothers, Treck,” the aforementioned brother twirled his mustache “Might” punched his fist into his hand “and Aron” who just gave the trainer a steely look.

“Look, I don't care about your weak brothers! I’m only here for you!” the trainer called out, taking out a Pokeball, ready to battle.

“Weak? The nerve, if he faced us at full strength, it would be a different story!” Treck growled, along with Might, not believing the audacity of it.

“I will not take that tone from you, while you are in my gym, you treat my brothers like you would treat me - with respect!” Umbra glared at the trainer. He was used to rude trainers, but no one was allowed to insult his brothers. “Besides, you may need to face them, depending on how many badges you have.”

The trainer grinned, reaching into his satchel to take out his badge box, but also giving Treck a brief look at a medicine bottle in the bag… something about it looked familiar to the Theivul…

“No worries, I already know I face you!” He opened the box to show 7 badges were in it. “I need 6 or 7 to face you, don’t I?”

“You are correct, I am impressed. No one leaves my gym for last.”

He turned to the other three and gave a quick nod, getting the message and walking off. Treck stopped, and whispered to him. “Be careful, I think he is up to something…” before walking off once more.

Umbra gave an ear flick to let Treck know it was heard and waked to his end of the stadium, while the trainer stayed on his side.

“This is how it will work. Only 1 Pokemon for this fight, your strongest one - first to fall, is the loser.” Umbra explained getting into position to fight.

“Oh, I think I got this in the bag!” The trainer prepared his Pokeball, getting a smirk from Umbra.

“Good, just be warned...” Umbra snapped his fingers and the room went pitch black, the red lights came on to bathe the room in it, and all the doors were gone as well, leaving no escape for them. “Until one of us falls, the nightmare continues.”

The trainer chuckled and threw his Pokeball out. “Please, I had nonsense dreams scarier than this.” The Pokeball landed and out of it came…. an Eevee, much to Umbra’s confusion.

“Did you send out the wrong one?” Umbra asked staring, the Eevee seem to be looking back at his trainer, scared, while its body was constantly moving and twitching, and it seemed to be holding back whimpers of either fear or pain…

“Oh you’ll see! Eevee use Tackle!” With that command, the Eevee started running towards Umbra, who let down his guard.

“Look, this is a clear mistake, I will let you take back your Pokemo-oof!” Umbra started but was interrupted when he was hit straight in the stomach, almost falling over and holding it, coughing like mad. That was not the hardest hit he had ever taken, a Machamp still held that spot, but that was close. If the Eevee aimed higher, he would have had to deal with some broken ribs!

“Ha! Looks like I won! You can barely stand!” the trainer laughed, but that died when he got a sudden glare from the Umbreon anthro, eyes and rings glowing as he stood up tall. “H-How did you take that?”

“Believe me, it hurt a lot, but I am nothing but resilient.’ Umbra once again got into position, ignoring the pain. A hit like that would be considered impossible for an Eevee, and judging by how the Eevee was looking, it hurt it a lot, looking ready to fall back… but it was still twitching and moving. Now that it was closer, Umbra could see the muscles in it were constantly flexing and unflexing like its entire body was cramping up.

“I need to figure out what is going on…” Umbra thought to himself, as the trainer gritted his teeth.

“Fine! I just need to hit you again! Use another Tackle!”

The battle continued, but Umbra stayed defensive to not get hit and see what was going on, dodging hit after hit, getting better looks at the Eevee, but still not knowing what was wrong.

“Use Quick attack! Now!” the trainer yelled, but the Eevee gave a small growl, and instead used Swift. “No! Not that move, you dumb mutt!”

Umbra eyes widened “No! I can’t dodge that!” He crossed his arms in front of his body, ready for the hits, but when they connected, he felt nothing! No pain, not even a small sting! It was like someone puffed air at him… and that was when it clicked! He lowered his arms to glare at the trainer. “Treck! Get his bag now!”

“What? What are you doing, we’re in the middle of a-hey!” The trainer tried to reach as Treck came from nowhere and grabbed it.

“Sorry, Boss's orders.” he smirked and tossed it to Umbra, catching it and rummaging through the bag.

“You stay out of my stuff! Eevee, attack him!” The Eevee, stood in place, conflicted on if to follow that order. “Are you deaf?! I told you to attack him!”

“You talk to your Pokémon like that again, I will personally take your trainer license and burn it myself!” Umbra shouted, eyes and tail glowing menacingly, but softened when looking down at the Eevee. “It is alright, you can rest now.”

Eevee looked up at the strange Umbreon and gave a small yip as if to say “thank you” before collapsing on the ground in exhaustion, but his face pained and body looking very stiff.

After some digging, he found a medicine bottle, took one look at the label, and bared his teeth. “Nova Pills…. You gave your Pokémon…. Nova Pills!?” He snapped his head to the trainer, teeth bare, hackles raised, and eyes and rings glowing so much, that it cut through the red light.

The trainer, for the first time, backed away, afraid of what the gym leader would do. “Y-yeah, s-so what? It is not that bad-”

“This stuff has been banned for Pokémon use for years! Do you have any idea what this stuff does!?”

“I-it makes your Pokémon stronger?” the Trainer was backing up more, getting more terrified.

“It forces the muscles to bulk up to levels not natural to a Pokémon! Not only does it leave the poor thing in pain, it could cause the muscles to tear apart, or worse…. Make the heart stop!” Umbra crushed the bottle, letting the pills hit the ground, and stepping on one “Now…. How many did you give to your Eevee?”

“...... 8... I gave my Eevee 8! I needed him to be strong, he was not getting strong fast enough so I rushed it! You expect me to have the time to level up my Eevee? He is only level 7 for Arceus sake!” The trainer shouted back but quickly regretted it when Umbra quickly came over and grabbed his shirt.

“Is that how you view them? As things to get what you want!? The fact that Eevee is still alive is a miracle despite you going 4 times over the normal dose! You are no trainer, you are something much lower! You are a Rattata, that just takes for itself!” He stops and lets his hand glow yellow, the same happening over the trainer's body. “And that is what you will be… a lowly Rattata Grunt for Team Rocket! I never thought I would make someone such a low rank… Transform.”

“W-Wait, you’re with Team Rocket?!” the trainer shouted, being thrown away, not noticing the light purple fur growing on him, nor the fact his upper two front teeth were getting longer! “Then what right does that give you to criticize me!?”

“What right? How about the fact that we don’t do that to our Pokémon!” Umbra growled, “And as a Grunt, you should not speak like that to your superior!”

“Yes sir!” The trainer saluted, much to his confusion, hearing his pants rip, looking behind he saw a purple tail grow from behind, and that he could see more of his nose in view, reaching for it suddenly! He felt the buck teeth, and began shaking. “I-I am turning into a Rattata?!”

“Yes, you are! The lowliest Pokémon for a lowly grunt! Guess that means you are even below them!” Umbra glare did not let up, fur bristling, the red lights making him look more than just menacing. The changing trainer saw not an Umbreon, but a Darkrai, enraged by his deeds, and now punishing him for them!

The trainer fell to the ground on his knees, body fully covered in purple and tan fur, hands and feet clawed and ears growing round, and irises turning red, his clothes starting to change as well. “Please! I’m sorry for everything! I-I will turn my life around! J-Just please don’t change me!”

“Your fate was sealed the moment you abused your Pokémon… You get no out from this.” Umbra growled in a low tone. The Rattata trainer shivered in fear as his clothes changed to the full Team Rocket Grunt uniform, black pants and shirt with the giant red R on it, grey gloves and boots, and even his hat shifted to a cap worn by the team. The trainer was no more, he was nothing more than a Rattata grunt.

“Now… get up and tell me your name!” Umbra ordered, getting the newly made grunt to quickly shoot up and salute.

“Rocket Grunt Rick!” Rick blinked “W-why am I doing this?”

“Normally your mind would have changed as well, but you still need to be punished. So, you are still you, but you will follow Team Rocket goals, and orders given to you from all above you, without question.” Umbra leaned in closer, red eyes staring deep into Rick’s. “Understood?”

“Yes sir…. F-For Team Rocket sir,” Rick answered, at attention, but fear still very evident.

“Good, turn the lights back to normal and open the doors!”

The gym red lights were then all turned off and replaced with the usual ones, while the walls moved to reveal he doors once more. Umbra turned to Treck, eyes still having that look of anger in them. “Treck, take Rick to Team Rocket HQ and begin his training. He will fit in well with that other grunt who loves to shill for products.”

“At once, but what about you?”

Umbra went over to the Eevee and carefully picked it up, feeling it shake, and how hard its normally soft body felt. “I am taking the Eevee to the Pokémon center, and hopefully find a new home for them. Lock up the gym while I’m gone.”

With a salute, Umbra walked towards the door, the anger finally dissipating from him as he looked down at the Eevee. “No worries, you are safe now, I will find you a better home.”

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Three months later, Umbra was walking down the halls of the Team Rocket HQ, back in his Admin uniform. He was called by Giovanni to come, and thus made sure to close the gym for the day - it sounded urgent.

‘What do you think this is about Ven?” Umbra asked the Eevee, wearing a black scarf with a red R on it, following right beside him, who gave a bark to indicate that even he did not know.

Ven was the same Eevee that was Umbra helped save, thanks to him being so kind to the Eevee. Umbra found that he visited every day to see the recovery, with Ven enjoying the company very much. It soon came to the point where they became so attached that Umbra adopted him. Not to battle though, Umbra noticed that every time Ven saw a battle he would tense up and whimper, sometimes even trying to escape the room - being under Rick for so long traumitized him. So Ven was more of a mascot for the Gym, and as Might jokes “Umbra’s adopted son”, which the Umbreon found he did not mind too much.

“Yeah, you’re right, we won’t know till we get there.” Umbra shrugged.

Umbra came to Giovanni office and walked in, not needing to knock as at this point, he had proven himself worthy. “Master Giovanni, you called?”

Giovanni looked up from his desk, and smiled seeing Umbra there, and the Eevee right beside Umbra’s leg, sitting nicely and waiting. He had to admit, Umbra could still teach Pokémon well.

“I did. It’s been 9 months since you became Admin, and you have shown your use to Team Rocket a thousand-fold.”

“Thank you, Master Giovanni. I do what I must to spread Team Rocket.” Umbra bowed a bit, feeling a huge sense of pride from Giovanni’s words.

“Well, you should be glad to know, that I still remember your request, and thus, I’ve sent out a team to capture Ash Ketchum to be our newest Admin. They should be back any day now.”

That news made Umbra heart soar. Finally, he would get the one thing he always worked towards - Ash Ketchum, as a fellow Admin. “Thank you, Master Giovanni! I am indebted to you!”

“No need, you have done enough. Now, I want you here until then, for when they come, you will be administering the change. You have in mind what type of Admin you want, correct?”

“Yes sir, I do, and I can promise you, she will not be a disappointment.”