NOTE: If you are just now starting this story, then you should be aware that it is very old and does not reflect my writing now. Feel free to browse my newer stories to see how things have changed but please do not judge my writing based off of this. Thank you!

The sequel is here! I was going to wait longer but this plot was so well worked out in my head, I felt I had to type it up. It's starts up a bit slow but it gets better.

A note to those who did not read the prequel: Heart's Disadvatage is not required to read this story, however there are some hints in Heart's Disadvantage. So you will most likely enjoy this but you may not get certain things until a little later than others. Everything shall be explained as clearly as I can anyway. Here are a few things that you may want to know. You do not have to read it all now, but it is here for a reference:

Skye(my OC) was a Team Rocket grunt as was Ash. He was a test subject for a short time and as a result of this he has extra sensitive hearing (most of the time), and from about his elbows down, his skin is very delicate. Skye was in love with a girl named Sarah, who was a test subject as well. Sarah was put through a cloning test and died in the process. The result of the test was a young girl named Taylor. For most of the time she was in the prequel, she did not have a name. Taylor is blind and for some reason has brown hair, unlike Sarah who had strawberry blond hair.

Alexi is a character based off of me. Alexi was a test subject through the entire prequel. She ran away from Team Rocket once and was brought back and punished severly, only to run away again. She was friends with Ash before most of the other characters because of where they were situated in Team Rocket.

Michael is based off of my "little" brother. He was nine or ten in the prequal. Michael had (and has) a ditto and was a very mischevious and happy. He is also best friends with Taylor since they are about the same age.

Keagan was a teen traveling with May, Misty, and Drew. Keagan is curious, dense, happy, and serious. Which is about the only way I can think to explain him. He and Alexi become as close as you can get to boyfriend and girlfriend in Heart's Disadvantage.

Brock was a grunt and also one of the only cooks that Giovonni trusted.

Gary was a grunt and a caretaker. That includes takinga care of people that were brought to the base. Gary was in charge of Misty for a short time.

There is not much on Ani in the prequel. Ani (Aw-nee) has dark blond hair and brown eyes, and is a strongwilled, stubborn, and beautiful girl. It is only fitting that she becomes Gary's girlfriend.

Misty, Drew, May, and Keagan were traveling together in the beginning of the book. Ash and Misty bumped heads, became curious about one another, and then Ash began traveling with them. He was soon followed by Alexi and then Skye (after he supposedly helped May when she got hurt). At one point they go to a Team Rocket base. That is where Alexi gets Michael and then he ends up getting Taylor. It is not long after that Skye descovers who the girl is.

Sorry about the long note. I will not give everything away in case you want to read it. But suffice it to say that Alexi, Ash, Michael, Taylor, and Skye are now trying to live as normal lives as possible.

Before I go on...

disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the music that is sure to be included in this story later. I do however own this plot and the OC's Skye, Alexi, Michael, Sarah, Taylor, Keagan, and Ani.\

Her body was covered in a hot sweat and her sheets twisted beneath her and between her legs as her mind tried to escape from a situation she didn't know, didn't exist

For those of you who haven't read the prequel to this story, I feel that I owe you an explanation.

Her body was covered in a hot sweat and sheets twisted beneath her and between her legs as her mind tried to escape from a situation she didn't know, didn't exist.

"Where is it?"

"I-I'm sorry sir. I'm looking."

"Well look faster." The erythematic beeping showed that some sort of machinery was in the hands of the person who was, "looking". "If it doesn't come back… I'm holding you personally responsible."

"Yes sir."

Her breaths were uneven and desperate as her small legs ran as quickly as possible. A noise came from behind her. The sound was quiet but her heart was pounding and managed to exaggerate the sound. She felt her feet slip into a hole in the ground and caught a glimpse of her bare feet and jean covered legs, parts of a body that did not belong to her.

Suddenly her view changed. She was lying on her back and staring out of the crevice. A man stood near the ditch but did not look down, for some reason not noticing her. He was in dark attire and it was impossible to see his face, but against his side, on his back, and in his arms were different weapons, some obvious and some not so obvious.

She closed her eyes tightly and felt her stomach constrict as she wondered how she was going to get out of the situation. But when she opened her eyes the man had fallen face down into the crevice at her feet, a dark substance seeping through the thick material on his back. Her mouth opened…

…and she screamed.

A barely grown woman, with long fiery orange hair, opened her eyes and jumped from her bed hearing her daughter scream in the room next to hers. Her husband followed and both were in her room as quickly as possible

"What's the matter?" The woman fell next to her bed and pulled her daughter's fighting torso to her. "Makaila, honey? C'mon Makaila, wake up. It's a nightmare, you're ok. Makaila?"

The girl finally opened her eyes and latched onto her. "Mommy." She cried through tears.

"It's ok. It's ok." She answered quickly. "It was just a nightmare. It's ok Makaila."

From the doorway a man with dark hair let out an anxious breath of relief and dropped into a chair. "She's ok." He whispered to himself.

The next morning Ash and Misty were sitting in the living room as their daughter slept. Misty had her head set her hand, while Ash was going through the fridge.

"Ash?"

"Yeah?" Ash asked pulling out some milk.

"Makaila…"

Ash paused and sat the milk on the counter, before walking over and sitting beside her.

"Ash… ever since the accident…."

Ash pulled her to him firmly. "It's ok. They're just nightmares, Mist. As far as I know, it's normal to have nightmares after having something like that happen to you."

"I know…" she started, but her voice was breaking up. "…but Makaila… my…"

"I know." And for a few minutes he just held her. No parent wanted to see their children get hurt. The fact that she had nightmares almost every night didn't help.

"Mommy?"

Misty pulled away from Ash and quickly wiped her eyes on her sleeve before she turned around to see her seven year old at the foot of the stairs. "Can I have some cereal?"

"Of course. I'll go get some." Misty stood and made her way to the kitchen while Ash looked at Makaila.

"Morning. How are you feeling?"

"Good." She said softly. She walked over to him and sat directly in his lap. "Did I make mommy cry?"

Ash's eyes widened. "Oh… No. She's just tired."

"Cause I woke her up?"

Ash smiled lightly. "Don't worry about it. She's fine."

"Makaila?"

She looked up and walked to the counter, pulling up a stool as she did so. "Thanks mom."

"You're welcome sweetie. Ash, get out of that!"

"I was just…"

"I know what you were doing. If you're so desperate for sugar, come have some cereal with Makaila."

Ash sighed and shut the cabinet before walking around the counter and sitting on a stool beside his daughter.

"Makaila, your father and I are going out later, so Taylor's coming over and Michael's gonna help."

Makaila gave a small squeal. "Michael's back already?"

"He's just taking a break since Taylor's birthday's coming up."

"Oh." Makaila started in a knowing yet teasing manner. "Taylor."

Ash shook his head and swallowed before asking Misty, "How does she figure out this stuff? She's almost as smart as you were."

"You didn't know me at her age." Misty looked around the kitchen then sighed dramatically and grabbed a bowl before filling it with cereal as well.

"Yeah, but I bet you were smart. You always knew things I didn't."

"Well… I'm not so sure that that was your fault."

"What do you mean?" Makaila asked.

Ash and Misty shared a meaningful glance as if considering saying something, but right then, whether unfortunately or fortunately, the doorbell rang and Makaila hopped from the stool and ran to the door proclaiming, "I wanna get it!"

Misty sighed and leaned on the counter towards Ash. "Ash, we have to tell her."

"Why?" he asked surprising her. "What good will it do? When would we tell her?"

Misty let out a deep breath and put her hand on top of his. "I understand how you must feel. But eventually she's going to find out. Almost everyone she comes in contact with besides her knows, Ash."

Ash pulled in a shaky breath.

"Wasn't it you who said that you didn't want to keep any more secrets?"

"That was before I knew how hard having a child would be…. That was before it occurred to me that I could have a child."

"Ash… you were sixteen."

"Like you said, that wasn't my fault."

"Well, I suppose you're right."

"I'll tell her."

"Really Ash?" she asked hopefully.

He nodded shakily then muttered. "Misty, she's just a child. Shouldn't we wait until she's older? What if she were to… tell someone."

"Maybe… Maybe you're right. But Ash, please tell her eventually."

"I will. I promise."

"Mommy! Drake's here! Can I go play! Please?" Misty and Ash both turned to see Makaila jumping up and down excitedly.

"Sure."

"Yes!"

"But be back soon, because Taylor's coming over!" Misty yelled as Makaila ran out.

"Okay mommy!"

"You're right. She'll be fine." Misty said with a smile.

"Do you realize how many times you've told me I'm right today?" Ash asked.

Misty rolled her eyes. "Ash, we're not kids anymore."

"Aw c'mon. We can still be kids." He said with a smile as he made his way round the counter.

"Hmm." Misty turned around and reached up to grab something out of the cupboard, only to have Ash come up behind her and wrap his arms around her waist.

"C'mon Mist."

"Oh, you're gonna go all "Mist" on me are ya?" she whispered with a smile.

"But it's just a nickname."

"You're trying to butter me up or something." Misty shifted and turned around in his arms so she was leaning on the counter.

He gave her a half smile and whispered, "You're pretty."

"What I tell ya?" she muttered with a giggle.

Ash shook his head and leaned in a little. "I'm not trying to "butter you up". It's true."

Misty let a smile come over her face and waited for Ash's lips to meet hers. After only a moment she pulled away and made her way through his arms for the dishes on the counter. Ash groaned behind her and ran a hand through his hair.

"Hi Drake!"

"Hey." He greeted softly. Drake was the son of Drew and May Hayden. With green hair and blue/green eyes he was a little over a year younger than Makaila and quite soft spoken, but he and Makaila were the best of friends.

"I have to be back soon." Makaila informed as she shut the door behind her.

Drake looked down at her feet than back up at her. "How come you're not wearing any shoes?"

She shrugged. "They hurt my feet and this is much more comfortable."

"Won't you get in trouble?"

"Not if dad sees and not mom. Why are you wearing shoes?" she asked, stepping down from the patio and starting across the lawn.

"Dad says I have to wear shoes when I go outside and mom says that if I don't I'll get splinters."

"Oh…."

"Where are you going?" Drake asked, seeing as she was straying from her normal pattern.

She turned around with a smile. "Down to the river!"

Drake groaned. "We're not s'pose to go down there without grownups. Mom'll kill me."

"Oh!" Makaila pouted and folded her arms. "But it's not even deep! It only goes up to my knees. How can I get hurt?"

"It goes higher than that."

"Only 'cause you're short. Shorty!" she cried with a giggle and took off running.

"I am not! You're just older!" he called behind her as he raced to catch up.

Makaila ran as fast as she could with a surprisingly quick Drake right behind her. It came as a surprise to both of them, when out of the blue, the ground suddenly declined and they both fell headfirst, rolling over each other until they reached the bottom and became very nearly soaked.

Drake groaned when he looked around, seeing that they were at the river. "You did that on purpose."

Makaila giggled and pushed him off of her legs. "Yeah, but I didn't mean to trip. It turns out your clumsy too. Clumsy and short."

Drake growled under his breath and started standing, only to trip and fall back into the river. "Ow! Mom's gonna kill me! I got my clothes all wet."

"So what? Wait…." Makaila's eyes narrowed and she moved his feet to the side to see what he had tripped over. "Drake, look at this."

"Ugh." Drake stood and started wiping water off of his face, only to fall to his knees when Makaila pulled on his shirt. "What is this?"

Drake looked where she was looking at what appeared to be a very crinkled brown rock. "It's just an ugly rock." He answered in annoyance, attempting to stand again.

"No it's not." Once again Drake was brought to his knees beside her. She then removed her hands from his shirt and started digging through the mud around the "rock".

Drake squealed and jumped up. "Now I have mud on me too!"

"Quiet, you big baby. Help me with this."

"I can't! I'll get in trouble."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Pretty please?"

"No!"

"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

Drake groaned and kneeled down beside her again, where he started digging his hands around the object. The object got much wider before getting thinner around the bottom. They were sure they had it and started digging their hands under it to pull it up, only to find that there was some sort of material beneath it. Once they had dug around that enough they finally pulled it up to find an old brown bag with something inside of it, worn from being in the water so long but still together because of the strong material.

Drake glanced behind them before quickly turning back to the bag, his curiosity overcoming his sense to get home quickly.

Makaila turned the bag over a few times, trying to find out how to open it. After a few minutes she finally saw an opening and started pulling the fused gap apart. "Wow…."

"What is that?"

Makaila reached her hands in a pulled out a large clear ball, about the size of a soccer ball.

"It's so big." Drake muttered. "Can I hold it?" Makaila nodded and he plopped down in a correct sitting position, before holding it in his lap. "It's kinda pretty, huh?"

Makaila nodded. "I wanna hold it again."

Drake pulled it up with a little difficulty and transferred it to Makaila's lap.

"What do we do with it?"

"I can take it home."

"Will your mom like that?"

Makaila turned to him. "Drake, you can't tell anyone about this."

"Why not?"

"Don't you get it? We're actually having a real adventure!" Makaila jumped to her feet, staggering a bit under the weight of the large sphere.

"So you don't think we should tell anyone?"

"Of course not! We're adventurers! Aren't we?"

"Well… yeah…. But-ugh!"

"What's wrong?" Makaila asked leaning over him slightly.

"My shoes are all wet."

"That's why you shouldn't wear shoes when you go outside."

Drake sighed at the hopelessness of her statement and stood up, starting to walk to the bank of the river.

"Where are you going?"

"Home. It's getting dark."

Makaila looked up and sure enough, he was right. They must have been digging for longer than she thought. "Don't tell anyone!" she called.

"Yeah, yeah." Drake mumbled, stepping over some loose branches. "What ever you say Makaila."

She watched him go, then turned around and started going through the water. She paused suddenly and straitened looking up the ridge and at the trees and bushes. She shrugged it off and continued looking through the water until she found the bag and slipped the sphere into it.

"Oh, hello Taylor."

"Hi. Is Makaila here?" A girl with long brown hair (with a light natural curl) and sightless cloudy blue eyes stepped through the door. A boy with sandy blond hair and dark blue eyes entered behind her, nodding to Ash in the process.

"Hi Michael. Welcome back." He turned back to Taylor. "She's still out. I was just about to go get her but…"

There was a knock at the door and Ash opened it to see his daughter, sagging under the weight of a bag. He blinked. "What's that Makaila?"

"Oh! Um… a rock. I found a big rock."

Ash raised an eyebrow. "A rock huh?"

She nodded anxiously. "Oh, please let me keep it daddy! It's really pretty! Please?"

Ash sighed, knowing he couldn't say no to that if he tried and nodded. "Take it up to your room, and then come back down." He motioned behind him. "Someone's here for you."

Makaila's face brightened. "Michael! Taylor!"

"Upstairs." Ash repeated. "Then you can come back down and play."

"Fine…." Makaila adjusted the bag and then started up the stairs quickly. Two minutes late she was back down and ran to Michael giving him a hug and then to Taylor.

Michael was fourteen now and Taylor was about his age as well. Taylor loved to baby sit Makaila but had a bit of trouble with it as she was blind, so Michael would come along when he could. And as Makaila had vaguely pointed out, there seemed to be something between the two.

"Taylor! Taylor! Come here! I wanna show you something!" Makaila exclaimed pulling on her arm.

Taylor laughed and let Makaila show her into the living room while Michael turned to Ash and Misty for any directions.

"Okay um…" Misty paused. "Food! Um… oh shoot."

Ash sighed and watched her run to the kitchen. Once she was out of earshot, Ash turned to Michael. "She insists that she's going to learn to cook so she doesn't buy much ready-to-cook stuff." He paused and looked back to the kitchen, then muttered, "It's torture."

Michael smiled and watched Misty come back. When she was to them she paused for a moment, then sighed and pulled a twenty dollar bill out of her pocket. "Just order a pizza. And Makaila's room is kind of a mess because we were going through some things. And um…" she glanced towards the living room. "Don't let her into the cookies because she and Ash know where they are and she'll eat the whole thing if she gets the chance. In bed by nine thirty…."

"That's it. Misty, he's done this before. She'll be fine." Ash said.

Misty shook her head. "You're right. I'm sorry. Let me grab a sweater."

She turned and ran up the stairs and Michael smiled. "She and Ash?"

Ash shrugged as Misty came back down the stairs pulling on a black sweater.

"Okay. We'll be back by ten-thirty. Sorry it's such a late night and thank you so much." Misty said as Ash pulled her through the door.

Michael shook his head once they were out the door, and then walked into the living room where Taylor and Makaila were.

They were both on the couch. Makaila apparently had some new hair accessories, very exciting for her, and Taylor was holding a clip and running her fingers over it. Makaila had just told her that the clips were yellow before Michael entered.

"Yellow…." Taylor muttered. "Color of most light…. Right?"

Makaila nodded not seeming to register that Taylor couldn't see it.

"Well, these are very nice Makaila. I'm happy for you."

"Thanks." She said with a smile. "I don't like clips a lot 'cause I never wear them. But at least they're not pink." She ended with a shudder. "Oh! Hi Michael!"

"Hey." He said kind of blankly. "He walked to the couch and sat down beside Taylor. "Guess what? You're mom said we could order a pizza."

"Yay!" Makaila jumped to the couch and seeming to enjoy the jumping began repeatedly jumping up and down. "None of mom's cooking, 'cause hers is yucky."

Taylor laughed at the statement as Makaila finally stopped jumping and ran to Michael, pulling on his sleeve. "I wanna play! I wanna play! You're the Rapidash. Ok?"

"Alright. Alright."

Taylor sat on the couch and listened to the scraping on the carpet as Makaila crawled onto Michael's back. Soon there was giggling and within a few minutes Makaila was on her back on the couch while Michael tickled her.

Taylor jumped as she felt a vibration in her jacket pocket and pulled a cell phone out. Michael stopped tickling Makaila and sat on the couch while she climbed into his arms and they listened to the phone call.

"Hello…? What…? Oh! Yeah, I'm here…. But I just…. Sorry. I'll call next time…. We um… We took a longer route than normal. You know, to enjoy the scenery…? Yes! But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy it! I'm sorry… I didn't mean it like that…. Yeah, about ten-thirty. Thanks. Love you too." She folded the cell phone and slipped it back into her pocket. "Sorry, that was Skye."

Michael sighed. "That guy worries more about you than anyone I've ever seen. And why do you guys say that you love each other?"

"What, are you jealous?" she asked in a bit of a teasing manner, drawing a giggle out of Makaila.

"No! I just… it's kind of weird. I mean you guys could be a couple if you really wanted too. He's not that much older than you."

"It took me years to get him to tell me he loves me. We do love each other a lot, just not like that. Besides, he's still stuck on Sarah. He's more like an uncle than anything to me. He's just enough older than me to get a job and take care of me." There was silence and her brows furrowed in confusion. "What is it?"

"Nothing!"

"He's blushing!" Makaila cried with a giggle.

"I am not!"

"You are too!" She suddenly squealed as Michael began tickling her again and the topic was soon forgotten. Once Michael stopped tickling her, Makaila jumped to her feet. "Oh yeah! There's something else I wanna show you too."

"Hey guys."

"Hi Ash."

Ash and Misty had reached their destination which just happened to be a small restaurant near the edge of Cerulean City. Drew and May had gone out and invited Ash and Misty to do the same.

"Where's Drake?" Misty asked as she sat down.

May smiled. "Well, I asked Alexi if she would watch him for a bit. He was completely soaked when he home from playing. I'll have to buy him some new shoes."

There was a moment of silence as Ash and Misty both sat down. "How is she?" Ash asked quietly.

May looked at him in confusion. "How is she? Oh! Alexi! Fine I guess. I mean, she was fine when I called."

"She's better. " Drew finished for her.

Ash nodded and looked around the restaurant. It was a small building with red walls and dark wood tables, chairs, chandeliers, etc.

May's hair had grown to just past her shoulders and was curled for the night. She was also wearing a modest and somewhat casual blue dress.

Drew looked more or less the same he had as a teenager, with the same hair and the same attitude. He had a dress shirt and dark jeans on at the moment.

Misty found this a little funny as she and Ash were much more casual. She was wearing jeans and a thin black sweater while Ash was wearing jeans as well and black shirt, but had had the sense to remove his cap while they were still outside.

"Better just hope she doesn't fall asleep while she's there." Drew said as he leaned back in his chair, bringing them back to the previous topic.

May elbowed him in the side and shook her head. "Andrew, stop it. It's not her fault."

"Drew…. I know it's not. That's not what I meant. I just think that we should be careful."

Misty turned to Ash and looked at him with a question on her face. Ash just shrugged and turned back to May and Drew.

"So what are you getting?" May asked cheerfully.

"I've never been here before." Misty admitted with a laugh. "What's good?"

"Well there's…"

Makaila led Taylor and Michael up the stairs and to her room where she sat on her bed and picked up the brown sack from earlier. "Come sit down." She said happily.

Taylor sat on the bed beside her while Michael stared down from above, gasping when Makaila removed the covering.

"What is it?" he asked, sitting beside her. "It's like some giant globe."

She shrugged happily. "I don't know."

"Can I see it?" Taylor asked.

Makaila set it in her lap and let Taylor feel it. This didn't take long considering it was just one big ball.

"It's huge." She whispered. Then she paused and placed her hands on it again and tilted her head to the side as if she were trying to feel something inside of it.

"Where did you get it?" Michael asked.

Makaila shrugged uncomfortably. "Can I have it back now?"

"What? Oh… sure."

Michael turned to the alarm clock and straitened. "Well… it's past your bed time. Better get into bed before your parents get home."

She sighed dramatically then swung her head to the side. "Alright fine."

After Michael and Taylor left the room thinking that she was asleep, she rolled over and opened her eyes. The window gave a perfect view of the stairs and you could just barely see the neighbor's roof.

She could just barely see the dark outline of a silhouette on that roof as she slipped into sleep.

Finally! First chapter up! I was little bit nervous about writing wo many adult because... I'm not one. But I think I did pretty good. And I'm having fun! Unfortunately I must leave you all now. I'm being pushed off of the computer. But I hope you all enjoyed.

And please review! Constructive critism accepted (though you don't have to use it).

Hope you all are enjoying,

PG17