Hi, I just finished reading this story that took place when there were kings and queens in a Pokémon world, and since my other story has no more than 6 to 10 chapters left I thought it might be good to start another. Anyway this is still all original even if the time period was inspired by another's work. Also I'm changing some people, not drastically but I will understand if that's offensive and I'm sorry.
Once long ago there was a royal family in a land called Cerulean. There was a King, King Williams and his wife who had three daughters. Their names were Daisy, the eldest, Violet, the second and Lilly, the third. They all grew into beautiful young woman. Daisy was the most obvious beauty, she had luscious, and long blonde hair, soft fair skin and ocean blue eyes. Violet had blue-purple hair, the same fair skin and Sky blue eyes. Lilly was slightly lighter in skin than her two eldest sisters, she also had the Cerulean blue eyes the exact same as her father's and pink hair which she kept long like her sisters both did. In their youth they were thought to be silly girls only interested in finding a Prince Charming, however as each blossomed into womanhood they found suitable husbands and matured.
None was to take the thrown, the flow of things in Cerulean was that every other generation had a crowned Prince or Princess unless tragedy struck and both the King and Queen died. The girls were fortunate enough to have both their parents be healthy and young and so it was just a question as to which sister's child would become the next ruler. Each girl had two children. Daisy had A daughter and a son, they were both blonde, the daughter like her mother and grandmother, delicate and gentle, her son the eldest, much like a great warrior to be like his father and grandfather. Violet had a son who resembled his father in almost every way except his blue hair and his attitude was more carefree like his mother, her daughter also had the blue-purple hair, but was more of a replica of Violet than anything else. Lilly had two daughters. The eldest, had almost no resemblance to her much like Violet's son, however instead of the hair; it was the Cerulean blue eyes that showed her relation, with brown hair to accent her features. But Lilly had her younger daughter as well. The daughter was a look-a-like to Violet in everything but her hair which was a red-orange instead of her mother's pinker color, her attitude was much like her father, and even Lilly when she was younger, but Lilly still had faith that her three year old would grown into a beautiful young lady much like she had.
They had all been raised outside the palace, only going in to visit their grandparents or for special occasions. When the eldest (Violet's son) was 15 (A year before becoming of age) they called a family meeting and each of the sisters came with their husbands and children to hear which child would be chosen. The King made and announcement that he would chose on the youngest (Lilly's youngest daughter) sixteenth birthday when they were all of age, and until that time all the grandchildren were to live with them in the palace for lessons and to be watched ten years seeing as how she was only three years old at the time. The mothers agreed knowing that meant that they could see their children every day and that the best decision would be made when the time was right. The King surprised them all when he said they too were to live here and raise their children still, just under watch.
The kingdom was in awe of the situation. Never before had anything like this happened in Cerulean. The people, however, all trusted their great king and happily rejoiced of the news of thirteen more years of his ruling. The mothers did the same. Secretly they each wished for a certain child to rule and allowing for thirteen more years to observe and to decide what would happen. They moved in three weeks later wondering what life would have in store for them.
"Misty give it back!" T
he young girl laughed as she raced off with her cousin's wooden sword, Berry was much less amused as he chased her. "I'm gonna tell Grandfather about this!" Misty just laughed harder and raced around the tree. She was fast for a three year old girl and Berry was much less agile than she was too. She raced until she was back in the garden when she slowed down enough to hide as Berry trampled in.
"Berry what are you doing? Look at what a mess you've made to those flowers!" Violet scolded harshly coming after him.
"It's not my fault Misty took my sword again."
"No I didn't." Misty said from next to the gate that she had maneuvered behind.
"Then what's that in your hands?" Berry accused pointing to the sword Misty held in her right hand.
"Berry left it out so I was barrowing it until he got back. And then he got mad and chased me."
"Misty you should have asked."
"Yes aunt Violet."
"But Berry you need to learn to share, she's your cousin after all."
"More like a pest."
"Stop it Berry, your father and I raised you better than that. Now say you're sorry to Misty."
"Sorry." He muffled barley looking at her. She glared but held out the sword.
"I'm sorry too."
"Good, now go play nicely out of my garden." Misty walked out first and started right for the river Berry followed pushing her once he met up with her. Misty fell to the ground, surprised and angry.
"I don't care what Mother says, this is MY sward and you are not to touch it again got it!" It wasn't a question and he showed that by pushing her face into the dirt.
"Berry what are you doing?" This time it was Leaf, their oldest cousin, who came charging over clearly angry now too. He knelt next to Misty and made sure she was alright before continuing. "How could you do such a thing? You are ten years old you know better! And to a three year old girl no less!" Misty stood up glaring but Leaf pulled her back. "Don't Misty, don't be like him. Berry this is the exact reason why Grandfather will never let you be King." Leaf hoisted Misty on his back and carried her back to Daisy and Lilly who were talking on the patio. Daisy saw them first and started over Lilly at her heels.
"What on Earth happened?"
"Berry wanted to be a tough guy." Daisy glared, patted her own son on the shoulder and went off to find Violent. One thing they had all agreed upon was that the parenting was to be left to the biological mothers. Lilly lifted Misty off of Leaf and took a look at her.
"I'm okay Mom, I would have gotten him back but Leaf stopped me, all Berry did was push me into the dirt." Lilly's face molded into a softened glared and looked her little daughter in the eye.
"And I'm very glad he did. Misty we don't hit people, no matter what they did, not unless you are a knight."
"But he pushed me in the dirt and I have to see Grandpa soon."
"So go get cleaned up in the river, father will just have to forgive your cloths, there's no time to do anything about that." Misty went to the river obediently washing her face as Lilly turned to Leaf. "Thank you for watching out for her, I feel bad for Amaryllis and Misty sometimes for not getting to have an older brother like Rose and Ivey do, it's nice to know that they have you to look out for them."
"No problem aunt Lilly."
"And Leaf?"
"Yes?"
"Do you have any idea what started this?"
"Berry left his wooden sword out and Misty wanted to play with it. He was playing with the Pokémon but he just didn't want her to have it, so he chased her, but he chased her into aunt Violet's garden so he was scolded to learn to share." Lilly shook her head.
"Oh what am I going to do with that girl?"
"Its okay aunt Lilly, I'm going to make Misty a sword of her own so that she and I can play." She smiled.
"You're too good to her Leaf." He smiled back and walked away, no doubt off to make the sword now so that Misty could play after her lesson. Lilly looked over to the water, Amaryllis, Ivey, and Rose were all playing with dolls by the bank. Sometimes she wished Misty would play quiet girl games like that, but she had a feeling she would always be a little…different.
Misty wiped her face and looked at her sister with her cousins. They looked like they were having fun, but she just didn't understand what was so fun about dumb dolls, they were nice, but every times she tried to play they just made fun of how old they looked. She narrowed her eyes brows at the thought, she much preferred swimming, or swordplay, or playing with the Pokémon. Not that she had any, after all she was just three. "Misty!" He mother called from the patio, "Your Grandfather's waiting for you!" She hurried out of the water and ran to the patio. Her mother helped her put on her shoes and fixed her hair so it was up in two ponyta's tails. "Hurry up now" Her mother warned and Misty raced off for her lessons. Amaryllis joined her mother.
"Momma what happened to Misty?"
"Berry pushed her in the dirt." Amaryllis's eyes narrowed into a scowl. Misty was her baby sister, she was supposed to protect her. "Why don't you ask her to play with you three?"
"I can't Momma, Ivey is always mean about Misty's dolls."
"I don't understand how both of Violet's children could have such mean streaks with such a kind mother."
"It's only to Misty. They… Momma Berry says the most awful things."
"You listen to me. Don't you dare take a word of what Berry says to heart."
"Momma he says that Misty should have never been born, that she is yours and Daddy's mistake and that's why you named her Misty, the mist for mistake." Lilly bent down so that she was eye level with her seven year old.
"Mary, you and Misty are the best parts of your father's and my life. She was a blessing after being told we could never have children again."
"Then why does he say such awful things?"
"I don't know but not a word of it is true, do you understand?"
"Yes Momma."
"Mary I know Ivey can be a little snotty, but try to include Misty sometimes? Leaf won't always be here to play with, he has the most lessons to attend to."
"Yes Momma."
"Go back and play sweet heart." She nodded and returned to the river under the tree with the other girls. Lilly had clearly let this go on for too long.
Lilly wandered around the gardens until she found Daisy and Violet arguing.
"Why do you always take her side?"
"Seriously Violet this is not about me and Lilly it's about Berry and Misty."
"And apparently Ivey and Misty." Lilly interjected a little more angrily than she meant to.
"Is Misty alright?"
"Yes Daisy she's fine."
"What do you mean 'and Ivey'? What did Ivey do?"
"She told Amaryllis that Misty was a mistake, Berry said that's why we named her Misty, the Mist for Mistake."
"They're children, children gossip."
"Violet how could they ever come up to say something like that unless they had heard it before?"
"What are you suggesting Lilly?" Violet had grown angry now, and Lilly so hurt that she couldn't speak.
"Violet you couldn't feel that way? Not about your own sister's daughter! Your Niece!"
"What you two are suggesting it vile!"
"Then Deny it Violet!" Daisy looked for any sorrow in her sister's face. Violet just looked away from them both.
"Misty is a Miracle! I love her and Amaryllis more than anything in this world! They're my daughters!"
"And Father seems to feel the same way. Rose and Leaf are too old, by the time Misty is of age they will have taken other responsibilities. Amaryllis isn't queen material. Ivey and Berry were the best choices before Misty was born. She was a mistake. You ruined everything Lilly, just like you always have!"
"How could you turn on your own sister to give your children a better chance at power? As if being awful to her will make Father love them more! They are all his grandchildren! How dare you!"
"She ruined us too Daisy! It was always you and me!"
"For three years it was you and me! You are both my sisters! How could you ever say-"
"She's always been your favorite!"
"I would never have chosen between my sisters before this moment! But you're right Violet. You made yourself right. I can never look at you the same again! You've become a monster! A power Hungry Monster! And you're turning you children into awful monsters too. Keep them away from our children. We don't want them near!" Daisy held Lilly close as she rushed them both away. Lilly stopped them and looked back at Violet. Violet was crying too, but angry tears unlike her sad ones. Daisy pulled Lilly away again and they went back to the river. "Leaf Rose Come inside now!" She yelled setting Lilly in a chair. She berried her face in her hands and cried as she sister stroked her back.
"Momma!" Amaryllis yelled grabbing her toys too and rushing over. "Momma? Momma what's wrong?"
"Amaryllis go inside with Rose and Leaf." She obeyed quietly, as Ivey tentatively approached.
"Aunt Daisy?" She looked scared; Daisy did everything she could to calm herself. She was only eight after all. "Is aunt Lilly alright?"
"No. No she's not."
"What's happened?"
"I can't tell you Ivey, you're too young. Go home to your mother; I'm sure she will tell you a version of the truth." Ivey looked confused and Berry had walked over now too. "Neither one of you is to play with Leaf or Rose, do you understand?"
"What'd we do to them?" Berry asked looking more hurt than anything else.
"It's what your mother is doing to you, more than anything you have done." Lilly looked up now tears streaking her face. She held her arms out to Ivey and Berry both of whom stepped into her hug cautiously unsure of what was happening.
"You need you know that we will always love the two of you, but what has happened is just awful."
"Do I need to stay away from Amaryllis too?"
"For now, yes, but I'm sure your mother will say for always."
"Why what's happened? Why won't you tell us?"
"It's what she's told you about Misty."
"Lilly don't!"
"Do you want Violet to tell them what she told us? Or me to?"
"It is not our place!"
"I'm their Aunt! It is my place! Violet is not raising them!" She turned back to both of them, "Listen carefully, Misty and Amaryllis are the two best things that happened to me because they are my children and I love them, your mother seems to think I had her to spite the two of you having a chance to be the crowned Prince or Princess. I love you both too and I would never have done that. It is not my decision. She is angry and jealous from the past. You two are loving children. Try to look past her hate and maybe your grandfather will choose you, but if you act as she does I can promise you it won't be so. He will be so heart-broken to know what has been thought. It is not you we are mad at, but Misty can never think what Violet thinks is true and until you are old enough to make your own opinions you mustn't play with them. I'm sorry." They nodded not sure they really understood. Violet called for them as well and they ran to her forgetting about their aunts instantly.
"Why try Lilly, Violet will just lie."
"She was never a liar."
"We also never thought this could be so. Come we must speak to father. Now before Violet does."
Twelve years later
A black figure raced down the streets of pallet panting loudly. They'd catch up to her any second. The streets all looked the same, but she knew the way. When she got there she knocked on the door quickly and looked around. 'Please' she thought squeezing her eyes shut. The door opened and a man had answered. He looked at her oddly. "Can I help you Miss?"
"Does Ash live here?" His face was even odder looking.
"Yes, who are you?" She took off her mask and looked at him pleadingly.
"An old friend." He looked at her closely, her long red-orange hair looked so familiar… and her eyes like a Cerulean Mist…
"Misty?"
"Ash?" She was just as surprised as he was. "Please they can't find me!"
"Who? What's going on?"
"I'll explain everything later, just please tell them you haven't seen me!" She ran and hid on the stars and Ash went to follow her when another knock came at the door. He opened it instead and saw Royal guards.
"Can I help you sirs?"
"Yes, have you seen the young Princess Misty?" He held up a picture of Misty smiling next to the river. Ash looked at the picture and then the guards; they looked weird so he shrugged.
"No, what would the Princess be doing in Pallet?"
"It doesn't matter, thank you for your time." He closed the door behind them and pivoted so he was facing the stairs and then ran up them until he was facing her. She looked at him thankfully but he was a little angry and wanted answers.
"So do you want to explain to me why you're back?"
"I didn't know where else to go."
"I thought we were never going to speak again Princess."
"Ash you said that not me, you've always been my best friend."
"Yeah that you lied to for seven odd years."
"You know I didn't mean to lie! I didn't know you didn't know Ash, and it's been two years, I guess I thought things would be different by now."
"You mean you thought I wouldn't care anymore?"
"Yes. I thought maybe some little part of you might have missed me as much as I missed you!" A few tears wheeled in her eyes and she whipped them away quickly. He fidgeted uncomfortably he hated it when girls cried and Misty had only cried in front of him two other times, and those had been bad days.
"Why are you here Mist?"
"They're going to crown me."
"I thought you wanted to be queen?"
"No Ash you don't understand if they crown me, Berry will kill me." Her crying became worse and Ash wrapped his arms around her. He didn't know what was going on but no matter how things had ended he could never let them kill Misty.