Disclamer: I don't own Pokemon or Soldier of Fortune (actually, I own SoF, 1 and 2, but as games), and this story will focus mainly on terrorist activities (like in these astounishing games). I know, it may sound cruel, but I tried to make this fanfic as "neutral" as I could. There will be a LOT of violence and gore in this fic. You've been warned!

Introduction

It was night. The air was black, and the only thing that was obscurring the stars above were the clouds that floated by. It was quiet, and sounds of Pokemon could be heard in the fields, forests and hills. But then the peaceful silence was disturbed. A noise filled the air. An army helicopter, grey-ish colored, flew through the night, en route to it's destination. On board were, besides the pilot and co-pilot, two persons and one Pokemon. Their nametags read: A. Ketchum, and M. Waterflower. The Pokemon was a Pikachu.

"Major Ketchum, Major Waterflower, ETA is ten minutes. Make sure you're ready.", the co-pilot said. "Roger.", both persons confirmed. "Almost showtime. Ready buddy?", Ash asked Pikachu. "Pika.", it replied. "You ready too?", Ash asked Misty. "Sure am. Let's give 'em Hell.", she replied. "Couldn't say it better.", Ash said, and checked his equipment. He loaded his .44 pistol, putted it in his holster and secured it, and attached it around his upper right leg. He took a M4 rifle, with an underbarrel M203 grenade launcher, loaded it, and putted it aside for the moment. He took out a few handgrenades, and attached them at his jacket. As his last weapon, he took out a commando knife, and attached that to his lower left leg. He adjusted his headset, took his spare ammunition and some C4, and stored it in his backpack. Then he waited for the moment to drop.

Misty readied her gear as well. She loaded her 9mm pistol, and holstered it. Taking her 5.56mm sniper rifle, she checked the scope, and loaded the weapon. Then she reached for her Raptor 5.56mm sub-machinegun and loaded it. She grabbed her handgrenades, and attached them to her jacket. She then took her knife, and attached it to her belt. After storing her ammunition in her pack, she adjusted her headset as well, and after a test with Ash to see if it worked, she too waited for the moment to drop. But both of them will never forget that dreadful day when they ended up like this.

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FLASHBACK, TEN YEARS EARLIER

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Ash, Misty, Brock and all their Pokemon arrived at Pallet Town. Ash had just won the Johto League, and achieved his goal of becoming a Master. After all the parties, he decided to return to Pallet Town. But happy times never last very long, and Ash was going to find that out, the hard way.

A few days later, he took a hike into the mountains with Misty. Brock had decided that now Ash's journey was over, to return to Pewter City. After hiking for a few days, Misty and Ash finally confess their feelings for eachother, and became (sort off) engaged at that very moment. When they decided to head back, a helicopter flew over them, with a red 'R' on it. Not paying much attention to it, the continued their way. Then they saw multiple pillars of black smoke. The ran to Pallet, but it was too late. The town was going up in flames. All of the houses were burning. Ash and Misty hurried to his house, and found Delia severely wounded outside. Mimie lay dead on the ground, a few feet away from her. Ash holded his mother, who was shot, and she explained that TR was behind all this. Only a few people survived, and the took shelter in Viridian City. She told him that she always would be proud of him, and of Misty too. Then her eyes closed for good. Ash cried for a long time. After he found the curage to stand up, he and Misty began to look for other survivors. Professor Oak was nowhere to be seen, and Gary and Tracy were also gone. Then they buried Ash's mother, and her Pokemon Mimie next to her. Swearing revenge, he and Misty joined up with the army one year later.

They learned that their friends, Gary, Tracey and Brock, had also joined up. Gary told Ash that Professor Oak had been killed in a firefight with TR soldiers, while he tried to help a few people. They also learned that TR had became the greatest terrorist organisation in the world. Ash and Misty decided to join up with an anti-terrorist organisation, while the rest of their friends joined the regular army. For the next seven years, they were trained in all kinds of combat, weaponry and tactics. Pikachu was also trained for that time, and became the first Pokemon in their organisation that could be sent on missions. Both of them became the youngest majors ever, and were the best team in the world. In the past two years, the three of them, including Pikachu, had been in the most dangerous missions around the world. And this is one of those.

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END FLASHBACK

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"Approaching dropzone. Secure your ropes.", the co-pilot said. Ash and Misty stood up, and hooked up their ropes. Ash secured Pikachu on his chest. The helicopter hovered above a part of a forest, somewhere in Johto. "Goodluck.", the co-pilot said. Ash, Misty and Pikachu looked at him, and putted their thumbs up. Then Ash jumped out of the helicopter, followed by Misty. After releasing themselves from their ropes, the helicopter flew off. After the sound of the helicopter had vanished, Ash checked his watch. "11:23:54.", he said. Misty looked at her watch. "Check.", she replied. Ash took his M4, and released Pikachu, who was completly camouflaged, just as it's teammates. "There you go, buddy.", Ash said. "Well, the camp shouldn't be to far away.", Misty said, while she checked her compass. "Due north from our drop off, 2.5 miles.", she continued, and putted the compass away. "Let's go. We don't want to keep our friends waiting, do we?", Ash grinned. "Of course not.", Misty replied, while taking her Raptor. Then, without a sound, they left for their target, deep inside the forest.

"So, what are we waiting for? Shouldn't we check the place were we heared that helicopter?", a soldier said. He had a soldier uniform as clothing, and carried an AK-47. On his upper right chest stood a red 'R'. "Nah, that thing just flew by. Don't worry about it. And if someone is coming, we will be ready for them.", another soldier said. He was dressed the same way as veryone else in the camp. Except he didn't carry an AK-47, but a M-60. He also he a red 'R', just like everyone else in the camp. "Well, if you say so. By the way, when do we have patrol duty? I'm sick of it, you know. Jus walking around, nothing happens. It just makes me sick!", the first soldier said. "Well, get used to it. We are going now. The first patrol has just returned.", the other soldier said, and walked to his partner. "Let's go, pal. Just forget about your paranoid feelings, and I promise this patrol will soon be over.". Both of them walked outside the gate, and left for their patrol. But someone was watching them, from the bushes in the forest, through the scope of a sniper rifle.