Me: Hello peoples!
Blue: Whoo-hoo! *Pops confetti*
Emerald: Party! *Smacks self*
Me: Umm, okay then. Well, you may be wondering why we're having a party. Well its because this is MY SECOND FAN-FICTION! Whoo-hoo!
Blue: Yeah, and in this one we see SpecialShipping! I brought my camera! *Holds camera*
Me: Blue! Don't give it away!
Emerald: *Runs past on sugar rash* PARTY!
Me: Hmm… Maybe I shouldn't have given Emerald all that candy…
Blue: ThePokemonPress does not own Pokemon! Lets celebrate!
Me: Yeah!
Emerald: *Runs around like a crazy person* Yeah! Whoo-hoo! PARTY TIME!
Both: *Sweat-drop* Enjoy! Here's the story!
((Place: Kanto's Viridian City.))
The blonde didn't stand a chance. She never saw the dark men watching her that day or for the last week. They always made sure to keep out of sight. They followed her wherever she went, taking tabs on her habits and ways.
The day it happened was a normal Spring day. The flowers were blooming; the breeze was gentle; it was warm out with just a few scattered white clouds in the sky. All in all, the day was just perfect. Sadly though, that day was going to be ruined for one young girl.
She went about her normal habits. Going into town to get supplies since she was running low. After gathering the supplies needed she headed back home. Her house wasn't very big. Just a cottage nestled in the Viridian Forest. The girl smiled as she passed by a herd of wild Rattata. They chattered happily, scuffling in the soft grass under the shade of the large trees.
She left the door open so her own Pokèmon could go in and out as they pleased. She didn't bother to keep them in their PokèBalls when they were home, it was easier this way.
She was smiling that day. She liked to smile. Too bad it would be her last…
She packed a small bag with her sketchbook and drawing utensils. In another was a small lunch for later if she got hungry.
"Okay ChuChu! I'm all set! You ready?" the blonde called over to the Pikachu that was bounding down the steps of her Trainer's house.
"Pika! Pikachu!" the little Pokèmon chirped happily. The girl smiled as the Pikachu climbed her shoulder, ready to go. "Alright then!" she laughed, the sound was like music to the Pokèmon's ears.
((Ten Minutes Later By The River))
The girl stretched out on the riverbank, the sand warming her body. ChuChu wandered nearby, exploring her surroundings.
Snap!
The sharp-eared Pikachu heard the snap of a twig, and the gruff curse that followed. Curious, she turned to see if her Trainer had heard. However, the girl was fast asleep, the combination of the warm sand and gentle warming sunlight lulling her into a dreamful bliss.
With a fond huff, the female Pokèmon turned to search for the source of the sound she had heard. Not at all worried… Not suspecting… Not knowing what was going to come…
So you can understand the Pikachu's shock when a Vigoroth suddenly leaped out and pinned her to the ground.
"Chaa!" ChuChu cried out, snapping the sleeping Trainer to wakefulness. "ChuChu?" she called out. The girl rubbed the sleep from her eyes, which then widened when she saw the Wild Monkey Pokèmon attacking.
"No! ChuChu!" she cried, leaping to her feet and rushing over. That wasn't as smart as one may seem to think, but the girl was too afraid for her friends safety to worry for her own.
The Vigoroth tossed the Pikachu aside as soon as it saw the blonde. Lunging, it swiped its claws at her, tearing her tunic and ripping the flesh beneath. Letting out a terrified scream, the girl fell back, her left hand trying to cover the flesh wound in her side.
"Vigoro! Vigoroth!" the Pokèmon laughed.
"Pika-chuu!" a lightning bolt zapped the Wild Monkey, but it lacked the strength to do much damage to the normal type.
"That was pathetic! Vigoroth! Use Giga Impact!" a gruff male voice ordered from the dense bushes.
The Pokèmon complied, leaping into the air and crashing down on ChuChu, who had done her best to defend her Trainer.
"No!" the girl shouted as the Vigoroth crushed the much smaller Pokèmon. The normal type turned and left the fainted mouse and strutted over to the girl, glaring down at her as she flinched away.
"Not so tough. Don't know why they bothered asking us to get you. Your nothing but a weakling!" the voice laughed evilly, sending a chill of fear down the girl's spine.
"Shut up Norm!" another voice snapped. The girl stared in horror as two men walked out of the forest toward her. They both had black hair, but one had brown eyes and the other blue. What scared her more then anything was the black uniforms they wore. She was all too familiar with the red logo on the left breast…
"Hello there little one! Are you ready?" the blue eyed man asked, his eyes twinkling with a dark light.
"R-ready? Ready f-for w-what?" she asked. The one with brown eyes lifted a gun and pointed it at her, making her heart race with sheer terror. He grinned, seeing her terror filled eyes.
"You'll know soon enough…" the gun popped and a feathered dart pierced her leg.
The girl's vision began to swim and her head felt light, both from the dart and loss of blood that was still flowing from her wound.
Darkness crowded her eyesight and the sunshine that had once felt so good seemed to be teasing her. Offering no warmth, but promising that it was there…
Her eyes closed, and the last thing she heard was the blue eyed man saying:
"Hello Recon? We have her. The girl is finally ours."
Then there was nothing…
((Three Months Later- Place: Somewhere in Kanto- Time: 11:57pm))
Scientists ran left and right as the Lab caught fire and began to burn to the ground. Thundering booms bounced off the walls and echoed in the building. The terrified-yet-rage filled cry of a Pokèmon echoed in the night.
A small shape ran by, sending balls of energy at the cruel men that had experimented on her.
"Run! Subject Y has escaped!" a scientist yelled as a orb of energy barely missed him.
"No! You must recapture it! Subject Y is our top experiment! Project Ultimate is nothing without it!" a tall dark man yelled back at the said subject ran passed him, just out of reach.
The fire grew higher as more machines exploded, courtesy of the swift Pokèmon. Soon the whole building was aflame. The scientists and other members of the gang that had been experimenting quickly escaped.
But so did Subject Y.
The Pokèmon was spotted heading South and the call was put out in the wake of a blazing fire and dark night with a bright full yellow moon.
"All units in Kanto! Find Subject Y! It is top priority! Everything else is to be aside! I repeat! All Kanto units find Subject Y! Find that fucking experiment!"
((Meanwhile))
The poor Pokèmon had escaped her captors, but not without injury.
Her skin was badly burned, and many flesh wounds covered her tiny body. Her flight wavered as her sight began to dim, and the injury she took to her side didn't aid in her escape at all in the least.
She crashed into a tree, letting out a small cry of pain and fear. Curling there, in the tree's protection, she cried, her small red body shaking with terror and pain. Her eyes were unnatural for her kind…
Her amber eyes that had seen the terrors of the Lab.
Me: Emerald! *Chases boy* Come back!
Emerald: No! You can't have my candy! *Runs at unnatural speed due to sugar rush*
Blue: Anyway, can any of you guess who the girl is? The strange men? How about the Pokèmon?
Me: If you guess right I'll give you a virtual cookie!
Emerald: Cookie! I want one!
Both: No!
Emerald: Aww! *Pouts*
Blue: I don't think we should have spiked Rald's punch…
Me: Correction: YOU spiked his punch.
Blue: It was your idea!
Me: Review peoples! Thanks! *Peace sign"
Green: *Somewhere else* Its not a peace sign… (See A New Legend)