Hey people, I finally got the first chapter of Kidnapped up, I probably would have had this up sooner, but I couldn't write for a couple of days cause I accidently left my flash drive over at my dads so I didn't have anything to go on. Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.

Chapter 1: Kidnapped

Beep…Beep…Beep…

My eyes fluttered opened as my alarm continued to beep annoyingly. I thought about the dream I just had, my stomach started to flutter, my heart started racing and a blush crept across my cheeks.

I had dreamt of him again. I don't understand why I felt this way, I didn't even know him, I didn't even know if he was real. It was just a dream, just a figment of my imagination, yet, why did my heart race whenever I think of him.

It was a kind, green haired young man, maybe only one or two years older than me. His hair was a soft, tea green tied up in a ponytail, and his eyes were a warm, beautiful blue-grey.

I heard a nock on my door and it slowly opened to reveal my mom. She was smiling like always as she looked at me in my semi-dark room.

"Just wanted to make sure you were up." She grinned.

"Yea, I'm up." I smiled back at her.

She nodded her head and stepped back out, closing the door behind her. I proceeded to get dressed, choosing a slate grey, long sleeved T-shirt and black pants to go with it.

I wasn't sure why I liked the colors grey and black so much, I had always been this way since I was a little kid. I rarely ever wore any other colors though I had a few outfits in my closet that actually weren't grey or black.

Since I never really wore bright colors very often, at school people tagged me as being gothic or depressed. It didn't bother me in the slightest, I couldn't help that I liked these colors so much, I just did.

I finished up by putting on a pair of socks, a black pair of converse, and putting my overly long waist-length black and red hair in a ponytail.

Another thing I didn't understand was my hair color. It was mostly jet-black, but it had semi-bright red patches in it, and all of it was natural, I've never had my hair dyed or anything. Thing is, I've never seen anybody's hair look like this except for my mom except hers was red with black tips which was natural as well.

I knew that people had highlights or whatever in their hair, but those were natural, patches didn't seem natural at all and it had been that way since I was little.

The only thing natural appeared to be my eyes. They were a bright, light blue, you didn't see them much but people still had them.

I decided not to dwell on it and went into the kitchen when I smelled my mom cooking. She had made me my favorite breakfast: pancakes, bacon and eggs.

I thanked my mom and quickly ate my breakfast, seeing that I was running slightly late today. I finished getting everything else ready since the bus would be here soon.

As I was about to head out the door, my mom came up to me and gave me a hug, and said "Have fun at school today, love you."

I chuckled. "You bet, love you too." I smiled at her and went out the door with my bag in hand and got on the bus as it stopped outside my house.

The school day dragged on, I didn't think it would ever end. I was loaded with homework today and I hoped that I would be able to finish it by morning. I was just glad that it was finally over and I could go home.

Compared to school, the bus ride home seemed unbelievably fast today, and I'm one of the last ones off.

I walked up the porch and took out my key, ready to unlock the door since my mom usually locks it. Before I put my key in though, I tried the door anyway like I do everyday just on an off chance my mom left it unlocked today.

The doorknob easily turned and I swung it inward. I found that strange, every other time I tried it, it was locked, and she never left it unlocked, ever.

I walked in and heard some kind of commotion coming from the living room. I looked outside back at the driveway; there weren't any cars outside besides my mom and dads so I didn't think we had company unless it was one of the neighbors, either that or mom and dad was watching a movie.

I decided to go see what was going on in the living room and made my way over to it.

I gasped; I wasn't even prepared for what I saw. My dad was slumped in a chair with dark red blood covering his torso and my mom…she was tied in another chair and a green haired man with a pistol in his hand that was pointed straight at her.

My mom's head turned toward me, her eyes wide. "Annabelle…" she whispered just as the man pulled the trigger and my mom went limp as the bullet penetrated her skull and sent blood flying in different directions, a few drops falling on my face.

I screamed and as the green haired man came toward me, my flight instinct took over and I ran for the door. My backpack had started to weigh me down but I never thought to drop it.

I made it out the door and started to run for the forest, thinking that I could lose him in the maze of trees and plant life.

I was exhausted, but I knew that I had to keep on running and eventually; I made it to a familiar place. It was a meadow covered in vibrant wildflowers and lush emerald green grass. My parents told me that that was where they had met, where it all began for them.

I ran to the middle of the meadow but I didn't get any farther than that. Out of thin air, three figures shrouded in black clothing surrounded me and before I knew what was happening, I was grabbed roughly and something was put under my nose and then I blacked out.

I knew they were going to kill me, I just knew it. This place was my parents beginning, but it was also my ending…

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