Author Notes/Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, or Copycat girl or any of the Team Rocket members or Team Rocket in general. However I do own the plot (methinks). Mmkay? Oh yeah, beware of guns, foul language, and bloodshed. This gets pretty dark. :3

The Adventures of Copycat

By: LilyChan

Chapter One:

Waking Up to be Kidnapped and Blood Shed

The little girl with the red locks in two French braided pigtails woke up in her room. The room had a PC in the corner that had all her secrets. Next to it was a desk along with a blue tall bookshelf which was filled with Pokemon books and magazines. Her wooden and perfectly carved dresser was next to the tall blue bookshelf. There were two pictures on the wall next to the dresser. One of them was a pretty picture of a Pokemon which looked like it was feeling good. The other one was the same, but it was much bigger in length. There was a Jigglypuff doll sitting right underneath the bigger picture. You could tell it was a doll because of its lifeless eyes and inactivity to be animated. The floor was of tiles of golden yellow and wood. The Jigglypuff doll was next to the stair case that led downstairs. There was a mat for when someone came up the stairs, they would place their feet on it. There were a couple of plants that was near the other corner of the room. In the middle of the room, however, the little girl kept a big orange like colored carpet. On it was a big screen TV with a SNES hooked up. Near the SNES, there was another Pokemon doll. This one was of a Pikachu. It was staring towards the little girl's bed of which she woke up on. She was wearing a red nightgown that matched her hair. It went to her knees.

"Doduo!" her bird Pokemon cried as she saw her trainer wake up. The little girl smiled, and opened her mouth, only to do the same. "Doduo!" she repeated.

"Caroline!" she heard her mother cry.

"Caroline!" she repeated. It wasn't her fault that she mimics other people and creatures. It's just what she likes to do.

"Stop mimicking me and come down here for breakfast!" her mother yelled angrily. "Stop mimicking me and come down here for breakfast!" the girl repeated.

"Young lady, I am not in the mood! Come down here, NOW!" she yelled, even louder. The little girl figured not to toy with her. Instead of ending up getting her butt grounded again, she tossed the covers off, put on her matching house shoes, and started to slowly walk down the stairs.

Her house was quite small. There was an orange refrigerator with the sink and stove by it. On the stove were there skillets. One was the sizzling bacon and the other was the deliciously smelling eggs that were scrambled. The other skillet had eggs that weren't scrambled, but they were that were sunny side up – just like how her father likes them. Next to it was where her mother kept the fine china whenever her mother or father brought in important guests as well as the cabinet for keeping the other and regular dishes they use everyday. Next to the chest, there was a small trashcan. The little girl would often wonder how it manages to keep all the trash in there, yet still have room. There was a window and a gap between the trashcan and the TV set. Next to the TV set was the same plant she had in her own room. There was also a mat leading to the upstairs. There were two other plants just like the one she has on opposite corners. In the middle of the room was another orange carpet. The tiles were the same as her room, golden yellow and wooden. On the carpet was the dining table. It was quite large for the small family she has, but she doesn't complain. At least her parents' friends and important guests have a place to sit, converse and eat. There were four blue chairs that were out. Caroline knew they had treated their Chansey like a human so, again, she didn't complain much. Some company is better then none. The wooden table had a tablecloth, but it looked like it was too small to be on there. However, her mother didn't care. She loved how it looked.

Her mother was short and very traditional looking, what Caroline loathes to be. She had on her white apron with her red simple dress that she wears everyday. Her mother wasn't fat or anything. She was very slender and had her hair up in a bun, in order to keep her long brownish-black locks out of the way. Her father on the other hand, was also very plain and average. He was fat, and stout with a large bald spot. His hair (or what was left) was on both sides of his head and he was wearing his lounge clothes; a white stretched tank top and shorts. Caroline thanks her lucky stars that he doesn't wear anything that shows his stomach. She has a reputation to keep! The Pokemon, Chansey, was helping her mother making breakfast. "Chansey!" the Chansey said happily as she set the table. The father was very eager for his wife and Chansey's cooking. He rubbed his hands in delight as Chansey placed his breakfast plate on the table, "Yum! Bacon and eggs!" he said happily.

Caroline had a grumpy look on her face, but as soon as her father said what he did, she rubbed her hands the same way and said, "Yum! I love bacon and eggs!" just as eager. However she went back to her grumpy state as she took her seat across from her father. She placed her elbow in order to put her hand on her face to keep it up and off the table. "Caroline, you know it's rude to put your elbows on the table!"

"Caroline, you know it's rude to put your elbows on the table!" she repeated. Her mother gave her a look that said that she wasn't too pleased. Caroline did what she was told and placed her forehead on the table. "Ugh…what's for breakfast, Mom?" she asked in her grumpy state. Her mom pointed to her father's plate as he was eating of what was left of it. "We're having bacon and eggs. Would you like some?" "We're having bacon and eggs. Would you like some?" as the girl nodded.

"I don't think she'll ever break that habit." Her mother thought as she sighed. She turned to the cabinet to get a plate for her daughter when she heard a knock on the door. "Caroline, could you get that?" her mother asked as she started to put some eggs on the plate. "Caroline, could you get that?" as the little girl got up to the door. "Oh! Do you want scrambled or sunny side up, dear?" "Oh! Do you want scrambled or sunny side up, dear? I want scrambled, Mom." She said as she turned the knob to the door. She was starting to mutter to herself how oblivious her mother was to her likes and dislikes. However, since she is the infamous Copycat of Saffron City, this visitor is about to get an unpleasant one unless they brought her a Poke Doll. She smiled mischievously as she pulled the door back.

Behind the door was a Team Rocket member who obviously was a low level one. "Give me all your rare Pokemon!" he yelled at her. "Give me all your rare Pokemon!" she started to yell back like him. "Stop mimicking me!" "Stop mimicking me!" "You're asking for it, you stupid kid!" "You're asking for it, you stupid kid!" "Alright that's it! I'm going to kill you!" "Alright that's it! I'm going to kill you!" The Team Rocket member was obviously teed off and grabbed the girl by the arm. She screamed as her parents finally turned to her attention.

"Oh no!" her mother cried as she dropped the plate. Her father started to get up, but he ended up knocking the table over. "Let go of my little girl!" he said, in a threatening voice. "Let go of my little girl!" she repeated, except it was slightly off for she was terrified. "Shut up!" he said as he tugged her. "Shut up!" she repeated. The Team Rocket member brought out a gun and pointed it to her head. "If you repeat me one more time, I'll blow your damn brains out!" "If you repeat me one more time, I'll blow your damn brains out!"

The Team Rocket member was going to pull the trigger when he heard a woman's scream. "NO! Don't shoot her!" He looked up and he saw what he assumed to be the Mom, and she was crying. "Then tell your damn daughter not to fucking repeat me!" he yelled at her. She backed up a little, trying to hide the rare Chansey. "Caroline, dear, please don't mimic him…" she said somewhat calmly. Caroline was quivering with fear and astonishment.

The Chansey was scared but knew when to stay quiet. "Chansey…" she whispered with fear. "Now give me all your goddamn Pokemon."

"No. You can't have our Pokemon." She said still pretty calm. The Team Rocket member smiled. "Then I'll take your pretty little daughter." The mother didn't respond. "Mom, save me!" Caroline cried. The mother still didn't say anything and didn't move.

Caroline started to cry as her mother still didn't say anything. "This could be the chance! The chance to get that stupid mimicking habit of out her… Team Rocket will teach her…" her mother contemplated. Her father finally decided to charge after the Team Rocket member by trying to literally body slam him while he set his little girl free. But as he was running, Caroline would never forget, everything went quiet and slow when a gunshot was echoing in her brain and the household. "Dad…" her thoughts were in frenzy when she saw him fell. He was quivering and blood was forming a pool below him.

"Daddy…DADDY!" she yelled as she tried to get to his aid, but due to the Team Rocket member's strength she couldn't get to him.

Her mother didn't do anything. She just stood there and looked on the floor, still protecting the Chansey. The member laughed evilly, obviously proud of what he just did. "You, little girl, are coming with me. Since your mom doesn't care for you enough." He said as he licked the side of her head. Her mom was still staring… while her father was dying in the pool of blood. "Mother…don't just stand there! Help me!" she yelled as he started to exit the scene. Tears were pouring out of her eyes as the member dragged her.

She was yelling as the member kept trying to make her quiet by placing his hand over her mouth. Of course, she bit him in order to break free from his grip, but his fellow comrades had more strength. Before she realized it, she was already out of Saffron City and heading towards Team Rocket HQ somewhere in Viridian City, hidden. "Father…" she thought sadly as they knocked her out with a lead pipe.

"That outta keep you quiet. Stupid Girl." Said one of the Team Rocket members. The last picture she had in her mind was that of her family…smiling… seeing her after a long day of mimicking and irritating people in school and as one tear slightly went down her cheek…

Ending Notes: Yes, I realize this very similar to The Adventures of Kiki Rocket! But…I needed something to work on as I gather my thoughts together. ;; It's not my fault…and it's not my fault that this fic is dark. Blame my dreams. ;; Oh yeah, don't expect me to update fast unless I'm in a good writing mood. ..; I'm not consistent when I should be. Anyway, I hope you liked this dark chapter. Yes it's going to lighter eventually, but I need to work on my angst-ness before I start working on the lightness. Well, you'll find the lightness. XD;; I can't stand all dark fics. ;; Anyway, please review. :3 I'd so appreciate it.