You can't change the past... Or can you?
After the failure of Team Rocket, Giovanni scrapes together what is left of the budget of the once glorious criminal group. He decides that, in order to fix the present, they first must fix the past. But how will he be able to do it while trying to re-construct the shattered remains of Team Rocket, and facing even more challenges than before they disbanded?
Have you ever truly felt failure? Felt the feeling of a thousand negative emotions ripping you limb from limb, while you're forced to live with the fact that you know you just couldn't get the job done the first time? I have felt failure. I have felt failure that would have made lesser and weaker men end their lives out of shame. But I am Giovanni. I am not a weak man, and I know that there is a way to fix this. I must go back in time and prevent the boy that disbanded Team Rocket from ever being born. To do this, I will have to harness the power of the Legendary Pokemon Palkia and Dialga. That, however, is only just the beginning.
As I stood in front of my ultimate adversary, a person that could have been no older than fourteen years of age, I realized that everything I had ever worked for had been for nothing. All of my years of hard work were gone. I could never rebuild Team Rocket, not to the state of power we once were in. For the first time in my life, I truly felt like a failure in mind and body. Outwitted by a young boy. I had been hoodwinked by a mere child, and never before or never since have I felt such ashamed of myself, if only for allowing myself to be so stupid.
"So," the boy named Ash said. "How does it feel to be defeated once and for all, Giovanni?" He smirked a bit under his cap while his redheaded female friend and gym-leader friend cheered in victory. They cheered not for the fact that they won, but for the fact that I lost. They knew that I was going to be forced to disband the group that I held so dearly to my heart, Team Rocket. We had so many wondrous goals in mind, so many goals that would never be manufactured and put to use.
They didn't truly understand what my defeat meant to them and their people. Their people now would surely be lead astray, as I am the only man capable of leading those heathens. But as time shows, those who do not understand history are doomed to repeat it, as countless civilizations have done.
Then I got to thinking, as any wise man would. Perhaps my answer lied in time itself. I had heard legends of legendary Pokemon in a far away region that controlled time and space, and I knew that they were my only hope. I would have to control these creatures, master them. They would have to bend to my will, obey my every command. I am not one to put my faith in petty legends and folk tales. However, I knew this was my last hope for my master plan to succeed. So I wait. I wait for my opportunity, my opportunity to travel to the Sinnoh region and capture these mythical beasts. I will not fail this time. All will hail Giovanni.