A.n.: If you've never seen or read about any of the characters in
this fic, I most likely made them up. Let's set a few ground rules:
"..." speaking
{...} thinking
... telepathy
~{~}~ Me talking
Got it? Good! Now on with the fic!
Prologue
Cassidy gave an evil, mirthless laugh as she and her partner
Butch closed in on their prey: A woman named Ann Morrison with
a belt of pokeballs and a small, sleeping girl in her hands.
"You've got nowhere to go now. Give us your pokemon and
you shall live," said Butch.
"Never, I would die rather than seeing you with my
pokemon!" replied the woman.
{Soon, we'll have a rare pokemon in our grasp. That Eevee
with its lavender eyes is our ticket to being the Boss's number
one team,} thought Cassidy. "Give us the pokemon, or face the
consequences."
"No." Ann backed away from them.
"Well, if you're planning to run, you can't escape. There is
nothing behind you but a sheer drop."
Ann looked behind herself. What Cassidy said was true,
there was a drop, but she noticed a small ledge about a few
hundred feet from where she should. She turned her gaze to her
two-year-old daughter. {I must save Anastasia,} she thought, {at
all costs.}
"We're waiting . . . " said Butch.
"Pidgeot, Fly us down to that ledge!" Ann said as she
released her pokemon.
"Not so fast! Go Haunter, use your Poison Gas attack!" cried
Butch.
Ann climbed on her Pidgeot's back just when Haunter
belched a purple gas in her direction.
"Pidgeot! Don't breathe the gas! We need you to get us
down to the ledge!" Ann cried as she inhaled the fumes. She
started coughing uncontrollably and covered her daughter's
mouth and nose.
"After them!" screeched Cassidy.
Pidgeot took off and flew down into the canyon leaving the two Team
Rocket members behind.
**************************************************
Days later, after Ann and Anastasia had not returned to
their home, a search party started. After hours of searching,
they recovered Ann's body and Anastasia, who was still alive,
thanks to her mother and Pidgeot. The team tried every
maneuver to recall the large bird pokemon, but it refused to
leave Anastasia's side. After lots of convincing, it finally
allowed the team to recall it and bring Ann and Anastasia to
Cherrygrove City, where their home was. As soon as they
entered the city, Ann's body was rushed to the hospital. There, a
doctor was waiting to find out the cause of death.
"Do you have any idea yet doctor?" asked Nurse Joy, who
was taking care of the pokemon.
"Yes, the cause of death was poison. The type is revealed
as from a pokemon. The only people who could have done this
was Team Rocket."
Nurse Joy gasped, "That's horrible!"
"Very tragic. Now, as for the child, she is unharmed."
"That's a relief."
Ann's will was read the next day. She had left Anastasia her
home and money, in which she would receive when she was
twenty, and her five pokemon for when she was sixteen.
Anastasia was to live with Nurse Joy in Cherrygrove City until
she was eighteen. Nobody knew what the future held in store for
Anastasia, the girl who survived the terror of Team Rocket...
~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~
So, you like? Remember to review! Sorry for the long wait, I had a
few uploading problems. Okay, a ground rule on reviewing:
-I do accept flames, but beware, you might get some in return! ^_^
Also, I would like to thank Dark Euphoria and Lavenderangel for
telling me that my story wasn't uploaded correctly. You two just saved my
whole Fanfiction career! Let's all clap for these two fine people! *Silence
broken by cricket chirps* Okay, maybe not, but thanks anyway! I would
also like to thank Yorun for reading my chapters before I decided posting
them on FF.net. And Yorun-san, only six more weeks before we can start
resuming your lessons! ;)
By the Lion's Mane,
Leo
this fic, I most likely made them up. Let's set a few ground rules:
"..." speaking
{...} thinking
... telepathy
~{~}~ Me talking
Got it? Good! Now on with the fic!
Prologue
Cassidy gave an evil, mirthless laugh as she and her partner
Butch closed in on their prey: A woman named Ann Morrison with
a belt of pokeballs and a small, sleeping girl in her hands.
"You've got nowhere to go now. Give us your pokemon and
you shall live," said Butch.
"Never, I would die rather than seeing you with my
pokemon!" replied the woman.
{Soon, we'll have a rare pokemon in our grasp. That Eevee
with its lavender eyes is our ticket to being the Boss's number
one team,} thought Cassidy. "Give us the pokemon, or face the
consequences."
"No." Ann backed away from them.
"Well, if you're planning to run, you can't escape. There is
nothing behind you but a sheer drop."
Ann looked behind herself. What Cassidy said was true,
there was a drop, but she noticed a small ledge about a few
hundred feet from where she should. She turned her gaze to her
two-year-old daughter. {I must save Anastasia,} she thought, {at
all costs.}
"We're waiting . . . " said Butch.
"Pidgeot, Fly us down to that ledge!" Ann said as she
released her pokemon.
"Not so fast! Go Haunter, use your Poison Gas attack!" cried
Butch.
Ann climbed on her Pidgeot's back just when Haunter
belched a purple gas in her direction.
"Pidgeot! Don't breathe the gas! We need you to get us
down to the ledge!" Ann cried as she inhaled the fumes. She
started coughing uncontrollably and covered her daughter's
mouth and nose.
"After them!" screeched Cassidy.
Pidgeot took off and flew down into the canyon leaving the two Team
Rocket members behind.
**************************************************
Days later, after Ann and Anastasia had not returned to
their home, a search party started. After hours of searching,
they recovered Ann's body and Anastasia, who was still alive,
thanks to her mother and Pidgeot. The team tried every
maneuver to recall the large bird pokemon, but it refused to
leave Anastasia's side. After lots of convincing, it finally
allowed the team to recall it and bring Ann and Anastasia to
Cherrygrove City, where their home was. As soon as they
entered the city, Ann's body was rushed to the hospital. There, a
doctor was waiting to find out the cause of death.
"Do you have any idea yet doctor?" asked Nurse Joy, who
was taking care of the pokemon.
"Yes, the cause of death was poison. The type is revealed
as from a pokemon. The only people who could have done this
was Team Rocket."
Nurse Joy gasped, "That's horrible!"
"Very tragic. Now, as for the child, she is unharmed."
"That's a relief."
Ann's will was read the next day. She had left Anastasia her
home and money, in which she would receive when she was
twenty, and her five pokemon for when she was sixteen.
Anastasia was to live with Nurse Joy in Cherrygrove City until
she was eighteen. Nobody knew what the future held in store for
Anastasia, the girl who survived the terror of Team Rocket...
~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~{~}~
So, you like? Remember to review! Sorry for the long wait, I had a
few uploading problems. Okay, a ground rule on reviewing:
-I do accept flames, but beware, you might get some in return! ^_^
Also, I would like to thank Dark Euphoria and Lavenderangel for
telling me that my story wasn't uploaded correctly. You two just saved my
whole Fanfiction career! Let's all clap for these two fine people! *Silence
broken by cricket chirps* Okay, maybe not, but thanks anyway! I would
also like to thank Yorun for reading my chapters before I decided posting
them on FF.net. And Yorun-san, only six more weeks before we can start
resuming your lessons! ;)
By the Lion's Mane,
Leo