Um… not much to say really. It's not a major romance, it's mostly about war, with a bit of romance on the side. So, um, yeah, read on!
Ages ~
Ash ~ 15
Misty ~ 16
Brock ~ 18
Gary ~ 16
Ritchie ~ 17
Josiah ~ 16
Rosie ~ 6
War and death~ Part one; War ~
'War is delightful to those who have had no experience of it.'
~ Desiderius Erasmus
May 21, 2010
The sky was blue, white, puffy clouds were in the sky, the pidgey's were chirping a loud joyful tune. No one would think that something dreadful was taking place that very day in the Kanto pokemon league. The very decisions were being made that would decide the killing of many or the doom of others. Either choice they made had more then likely one drastic end – Death and war.
"We have to attack now!" Bruno slammed his large fist on the table, emphasizing his point.
Lorelei shook her head in disagreement. "No. There still may be a chance for peace! Think of war! If we launch the attack we could kill many innocent lives!"
Bruno shot a glare in her direction. "And what they did to the Celadon Department Store wasn't killing innocent lives?"
Agatha sighed. "She didn't say that, Bruno. She's saying we have to consider civilians lives, even the Johto lives."
Bruno snorted and sat back in his seat. "Ha. So we're just going to sit back and let them attack us?"
Lance finally decided to speak. "People, people!" He looked at the group around the table. Bruno, a full-hearted war man, was glaring daggers through Lorelei who was all for peace, was also glaring at Bruno. Agatha sat across from a smirking Koga, who was also for war. Lance stood at the front of the table and shook his head. "We need to consider both factors. On one hand, if we attack the Johto's, they have just as strong pokemon as we do and will use them, even the new pokemon and they will attack us back, and there is small – I mean small – chance that they will give up all their legendary pokemon and new pokemon." Lance paused and scanned the scowling and smirking faces and allowing that side to sink in before continuing again. "On the other hand, if we don't attack, that doesn't stop them from attacking us first. They could easily attack us and knock us harder than before." He looked around the room once more and took a deep breath. "We must decide carefully! This is not just an everyday decision! Everyone in Kanto is counting on us to make the right decision! We must not let them down." He closed his eyes for a brief moment. "I believe I have made my decision." He opened his eyes and stared straight through Lorelei. "We have given them enough chances to hand over the legendary pokemon freely. They have enough powerful pokemon to wipe us out if we don't fight. We must strike first, we must think of our people."
Lorelei sighed in defeat and slumped back her chair while Bruno smiled triumphantly. Lance nodded to his colleagues and turned to take his leave. He stopped for a moment and turned on his heel to look at them in the eye. "Prepare everyone. We attack within four days."
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"DENSE!"
"SCAWNY!"
"IGNORAMUS!"
"RUNT!"
Misty cringed inside and out. Ash smirked. He knew that would get her. Misty wrinkled her nose in disgust. She glared at Ash through cold eyes. She took a deep breath and did her best to keep her temper in check. She turned on her heel and marched towards the front door. She swung it open and fumed out slamming the door behind so hard that Ash could've sworn the whole house was going to fall apart on them any second.
Ash jumped up, his fist thrusting in the air victoriously. "I beat Misty!"
Pikachu didn't cheer with Ash. He was talking with Togepi trying his best to explain to Togepi what exactly was happening. Brock just snorted and continued to flip channels on the TV in the rented cabin. Ash cocked his head and repeated his words, "Didn't you hear? I finally beat Misty in her own game!"
Brock turned his head toward Ash. "Yea? You also hurt her feelings Ash. Way to go. I'm soooo proud of you." He said dryly.
Ash frowned and plopped himself on the couch beside Brock. "It's not like she never does it."
"Girls happen to be more sensitive Ash. You just have to deal with it and let them win."
Ash sighed and shook his head. "I'll NEVER understand girls."
Brock smiled and turned to Ash. "No guy with their right mind ever will. You just learn to love 'em."
Ash shrugged and turned back to the TV. The usual Yu-Gi-Oh was interrupted by and old man with a piece of paper in his hand. "We interrupt this program for an important announcement! It has been announced that we have officially declared war on Johto! There will be an attack within four days, which also means that there may be an attack here in Kanto any time, so please! Be extra careful and be prepared for plant attacks, fire attacks, and any other kinds. We have been informed that the enemy has managed to capture Suicune, Lugia, Raikou, and Celebi, along with some other unknown pokemon. Again I repeat – we are at a level red! Be careful! Also –"
Ash's eyes shot over to Brock's, his chocolate eyes glistened with fear and concern. "Misty…mom…"
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"Hey! Professor! Come look at this!"
"Tracey," Came a tired voice from the other room. "I don't have time for this! The pokemon need attention and I'm running behind schedule!"
"Just come here! You HAVE to see this!"
Professor sighed and put down the poke'ball he held in his hand on the table. He pushed himself away from the desk and stood up. He slowly walked into the living room where Tracey's face was glued to the TV. "Now, what is so important –"
"Look."
Professor Oak stepped over to the TV and listened carefully, subconsciously letting himself fall on the couch engrossed in the TV announcement.
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A young, redheaded boy stared hard at the large screen in front of him, his once innocent, blue eyes shown with pure hatred. "It's about time." He mumbled.
"Pika!"
He turned to his pokemon standing beside him, just as angry as he was. "We'll get them back, right?"
"PIKA!"
"Yo, Ritchie!" A brown head popped in the doorway of Ritchie's room. "Officer Maki wants to speak with us about our orders."
Ritchie said nothing. Sparky jumped on his friend's shoulder and Ritchie silently followed the boy into the war room.
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Misty had been walking for an hour before she finally ended up at a pokemon center. Smiling slightly she pushed open the door and walked in. Misty looked on in surprise. Not a single trainer was there! The Nurse Joy there was busy doing something behind her desk.
"Nurse joy?" Misty asked the local Nurse joy.
Nurse Joy's head shot up. "Oh my! Why aren't you in your home, young lady?" She asked sharply.
Misty reeled back. "I'm sorry, are you busy? I, I can come back later…"
Nurse Joy's face softened. "Oh, it's alright. I'm sorry. You must not have heard."
Misty cocked her head in confusion. "Heard what?"
"We are officially at war. We will be attacking Johto any time in four days! And Johto may attack us before then. Some people are home or someplace were they can set up a place in case of an attack. Most trainers are signing up for the league to fight."
Misty's head spun. She had no idea! Her sisters, what about them? And Ash! She had to get back to him fast!
She turned and ran out the door as fast as possible. "Thank-you Nurse joy!"
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A young man walked up to the table with a high air around him. The woman sitting at the table looked up at him dully and asked in a monotone. "Name."
"Gary Oak."
"Status"
"Uh… pokemon trainer?"
"Do you train or specialize in a special type of pokemon?"
"Uh… no."
"Age."
"16."
"Go to the room on your left."
"Uh… thanks…" Gary picked up his bag and moved to the room on the left. Inside a man was standing on a makeshift platform speaking to the group of men and women in the room.
"…This is war people! You are here because you want to fight for Kanto, for your country!" He paused, letting the loud cheers die down. "Now, we don't have enough time to train all of you and by signing up in this army, I want you all to realize that some, maybe even most, of you will not survive. Not only is this a pokemon war, but a man-to-man war as well. Make sure your pokemon are willing to fight." He eyed every person in the room letting his words sink in to the more naïve people in the room. "This will not be a pretty war. There will be many deaths, blood, and many other things you couldn't have dreamed of seeing. If you don't have a stomach for it, I suggest you leave." A few people got up and left, but most stayed. The man in front continued to speak, "Remember who we are fighting for. We are fighting for your friends, family, and every person in this great country!" The man's tired, but strong eyes shown nothing but experience and strength as he spoke. "We WILL win this war, FOR KANTO!"
A loud deafening roar filled the room, everyone cheering, save an old man who sat in the back clucking to himself. "They cheer now, but just wait a few days, they will not be so eager for this war."
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"But mom!" A teenage boy whined. "I want to help fight!"
An older woman, in her early thirties, shook her head. "No, Josiah. I will not let you! You're too young!"
"I'm sixteen!" He argued, his piercing green eyes narrowed in defiance. "I thought you encourage us to be loyal to Kanto."
The mother sighed. "I do, this has nothing to do with being loyal, it has everything to do with you being too young!"
"I'm old enough!" He argued back.
"No more!"
"But –"
"I don't want to hear it! Go up to your room!"
Josiah narrowed his eyes and stomped up the stairs and into his room. He threw himself on the bed and held his poke'ball in his hand and whispered to it. "I know we could do it Houndoom! We could help!" He looked out longingly out the window, his eyes set in determination. "We WILL help!"
"Josiah?" A small voice made Josiah look back to the little girl that was in his doorway.
"Hey, kiddo, what'd you want?"
The girl grinned and skipped over to Josiah's bed and sat on it. "What where you and mommy talking about?"
Josiah hesitated. She was only six, should he tell her? "Don't worry about it, Rosie."
Rosie played with a stray strand of her black hair nervously. "What's war?"
"Why?"
"Cuz my fwend said we was goin' to war."
"Well… it's hard to explain. War isn't a good thing. It's when two people or countries don't get along and they try and kick the others butt."
"ooooh." She looked at him with her big, innocent black eyes. "You mean wike when you were mad at Kevin and you said, 'this means war'?"
"Um… kind of… except this is more serious."
Rosie cocked her head in confusion. "Why don't they just do what mommy says and talk it out?"
"Because sometimes talking doesn't always work."
"Oooooh, so the next time I get mad at my fwend, I can tell mommy that! Thanks, Josiah!" Rosie happily jumped off the bed and skipped out of the room.
"Um… that didn't go too well…"
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It was dark in the office room. One man sat in his chair in deep thought petting the pokemon that was sitting beside him. The silence and darkness was soon broken by the door opening and letting some light in. A blonde woman popped her head in the room. "Sir, may I speak with you?"
The man nodded his head in approval. She sighed with relief and stepped in the room, closing the door behind her. "Sir, I assume you have heard the news."
He nodded.
"Yes, well, Lance has sent you a letter." She pulled a paper out of her coat pocket and handed it across the able to the man's awaiting hand. As he read it, the girl ventured an opinion. "Sir, I think we should help him. This IS our home after all, and if pokemon should find out base…"
"I'm well aware of that, Amanda." The man interrupted. He handed the letter back to her. "Call back all Rockets in the Johto region and inform Lance that I will meet him as soon as possible."
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This isn't all necessarily my opinion of war or anything. I got this idea from when my mom was talking to me about all the stuff downstairs incase of a biological attack. So I just got this idea to write it. It kind of is my idea of war and hopefully it doesn't offend anyone. War isn't pretty, but sometimes is needed.
So… tell me what you think of it.
~Smile Jesus loves you!