Note: I don't own Pokémon. It belongs to their respective owners. All characters here belongs to the Pokemon and TV Tokyo. English It's not my mother language so I hope you understand the reason of some writing errors.
Chapter 1: An unlikely source of help
It was just another normal day in the magnificient world of Pokemon. Ash, Misty and Brock were, once again, wandering in the woods, following Brock's map in hope of trying to find the correct road to the next city.
Their eyes were so focused on the paper that they didn't noticed that the three formers criminals that we all know well, were ready to strike another sneak attack.
The yellow electric mouse was quickly grabbed by a mechanical high-tec hand and held captive in a electric-proof cage.
Jessie, James and Meowth released wicked and high-peetched laughs as the three trainers watched them dumbfounded.
"Give me back my Pikachu!" Ash, the black haired trainer, screamed in rage.
"You have to catch it!" James, the lavender haired criminal, spat making provocative faces.
"But he won't because we are out of here!" Jessie, the magenta haired leader of the trio, cruely said with a malicious grin.
"That's right!" Meowth, the scratch cat pokemon, said.
The big balloon shaped like a Meowth's head, started to fled through the skies. The trio couldn't believe in their eyes. They were finnally succeding in their mission and the boss would be so happy. Before they could even imagine their boss's reaction, they fell hard in the balloon's basket.
"What the hell was that?!" Meowth screamed, rubbing his sore head.
"Look over there!" James pointed with fear at the giant rock snake pokemon holding their balloon with his rock tail.
"Onix!!" James and Meowth screamed at the same time, holding each other in a fearhug.
Jessie, being the stubborn and short tempered of the team, quickly called her own snake pokemon to try to loose Onix's hold on the balloon.
"Arbok, use bite!" Jessie commanded.
Arbok's sharp teeths crunched in Onix's tail but instead of causing pain on Onix, the purple snake pokemon cried as the pain filled her frail teeths.
"That was a bad move!" Meowth commented.
"Be quiet you mangey alley cat!" Jessie pounded Meowth's head and he was knocked out cold.
"And you!" she moved to James "Do something useful for a change!" James couldn't argue with his partner. He couldn't deny that sometimes she scared him at the point that he would remain quiet.
Onix's patience ended and he pushed the big Meowth balloon to the ground. The rockets screamed as they hit the nearby trees.
"Pikachu!" Ash ran to his friend, who was still closed in the cage, and took him off it, holding him in his arms.
"I was so worried, pal!" Ash snuggled his electric rodent.
"Pika!" he squeaked happilly.
Jessie groaned and held her head in pain "You stupid twerps can't stand a change against us!"
James watched Jessie arguing and throwing insults at the kids, deciding to remain where he was. He already knew what was going to happen next.
"Pikachu use your thunderbolt!" Ash commanded.
Pikachu's cheeks filled with eletricity and soon the deadly lightning engulfed the rockets, who screamed in pain.
"We're blasting off again!" they screamed in unison, the familiar 'star' appearing in the sky with a 'ding'.
"Good job, pikachu!" Ash said patting the rodent's head.
Misty and Brock abandoned their stances and ran to their 10 years old friend "Are you ok, Ash?" Brock, the oldest of the group, asked.
"Sure! Pikachu is fine too!" Ash answered.
The three trainers continued their path, keeping the search for the road that lead them to their destination.
--R--
Jessie's eyes slowly and painfully opened, noticing that she was secured in the top of a tree by the scruff of her uniform.
"The nerve of those twerps!" she cursed "You'se two were a complete desgrace this time!" she spoke to her companions.
But no one answered or constested.
"James?...Meowth?...I can't believe we went separate ways!" she screamed, scaring the spearows and pidgeys around.
Then she felt movement inside her skirt's pocket and from it emerged the patient pokemon or as Jessie liked to call him, blue bob, Wobbufett.
"Wobbufett!" the pokemon saluted.
"And now you came to enrage me even more!" Jessie screamed and stired in frustation.
With Wobbufett's aditional weight and also Jessie's sudden movements, the branch holding Jessie broke and the girl fell from an altitude of at least five meters.
They usually landed and ended up with a few scratches and bruises but, unfortunnatelly, Jessie landed with her right foot in awkward angle, spraining her ankle painfully.
Jessie layed still in pain but quickly recomposed herself and stood up slowly, holding the tree's log for support.
"Look what you did to me, Wobbufett!" she accused in pain "If you had remained in your pokeball, none of this would have happened."
Before Wobbufett could apologise, his trainer withdrawed him back to his pokeball.
"I can't believe I'm saying this but now that I need those mumbling idiots, they're not here!" Jessie cursed again "I just wished James could help me now" she thought to herself.
Despite her temper and the attitude she had with her partners, Jessie secretly held a crush for James. She wanted so badly to tell him how much she loved him and how much important he was to her but she knew she couldn't do it.
First, she was afraid. Afraid of rejection because she knew that James deserved someone caring not someone who was constantly hitting and yelling at him, like Jessie. And second, she was too proud of herself to tell a man that she loved him. She wanted to hear these words coming from his mouth first.
She had some other obstacles but these two were enough to trouble her mind and to dismiss the idea of confession.
"I'm going to find those twerps and they are going to pay!" she limped and ignored the pain, not knowing where she was going.
--R--
"It's no use, James! She's not here!" Meowth advised for at least the fifth time since they noticed Jessie's absence.
"She has to be somewhere! What if she is hurt or lost? We can't give up on her!" James stuttered.
"Look Jim! Why do you care so much? She's constantly flaming us with our failures! And we are talking about Jessie, we don't really need to be worried about her." Meowth spoke with a serious tone.
"How can you say that?! You have to understand that Jessie is insecure with people around her, even us! The world never did something in her favor!" James answered, Meowth understanding perfectly that James was refering to Jessie's past.
He immediatelly regretted his words "Guess you're right!" Meowth said "Let's keep looking for her."
James smiled at Meowth and the two headed back to their search for their female partner.
"Hold on Jess! Wherever you are, I'll be there for you!" James though.
--R--
"I can't believe, we're still lost!" Misty spoke with annoyance evident in her voice.
"I'm certain that we are following the right path this time!" Brock confirmed, his fingers trailing the road on the map.
"Can't we just stop to eat something?" Ash asked, his belly emitting grumbling noises.
"Just wait a few more minutes!" Misty pratically screamed, Togepi thrilling with happiness.
"Fine..." Ash was too hungry to argue with Misty, and she was right. They needed to keep going in order to reach their final destination.
They walked several minutes in silence, before some shaking bushes nearby caught their attention.
"What was that?" Misty asked.
"Maybe it's a rare type of pokemon!" Ash's hunger dissipated and was replaced by excitement "And I'm going to catch it!"
"Wait, Ash!" Misty and Brock screamed as Ash took a pokeball for his belt and threw it at the bushes, a moan of pain coming from it.
"Was that..." Brock stuttered.
"...a voice?" Ash finished, Pikachu's cheeks sparkling at his side.
From the bushes, a battered form of Jessie appeared full of twigs, mud and leaves. The girl was a complete mess. Brock scanned her and noticed her sprained and swollen ankle.
"There you are, you pesky twerps!" Jessie said between breaths "I'm back with revenge!"
Ash, Misty and Brock prepared for battle, each one taking a pokeball, ready to fight the enemy.
"All right! Come on-- uhh?!" Ash stopped mid sentence as Jessie fell out cold on the ground, her hair twisted in a odd angle.
"What?!" Misty exclaimed and ran to her side. Brock and Ash followed behind.
"She's unconcious!" Brock said, sitting with one knee on the ground near Jessie "But she's breathing."
Ash and Misty sighed in relief. Even though, she was their enemy, they couldn't imagine her dying after what they had done minutes earlier.
"What should we do? Why she passed out?" Ash asked.
"I guess it was from exaustion or maybe pain. I noticed her ankle and I think it doesn't look very good" Brock replied "The only and right thing we can do is to take her to somewhere safe and wait till she wakes up."
Ash didn't like the idea of having Jessie around but if she needed help, he coudn't refuse it to her.
"What about James and Meowth? Where are they?" Misty commented.
"Maybe they splitted up when they blasted off!" Ash presumed.
"Jessie is the only one who can give us the answers. We have to take care of her first!" Brock said and picked her piggyback ride.
"Right!" Ash and Misty said, following Brock in hope to find a place where they could provide help to the female member of the TRio.
TO BE CONTINUED...