Well, this is my story, first one I ever wrote, and am still writing. I hope you enjoy it, there is actually quite a bit more, i have about ten chapters so far, but i'm going to be uploading them slowly. You can review if you like, but i've rewritten the first four chapters once already, and edited them enough that i have them memorised. So, by all means tell me if something is spelt incorrectly, or if the grammar is iffy, but the first four chapters are off limits to anything but spelling and grammar. Please do not flame this story. It makes you look immature, and makes me wonder why you're so enthused at the idea of destroying it. If you need to release anger in some way, write down everything that's making you mad, print it, then set it on fire. That is all. Thank you for reading, and please make an effort to enjoy.

I do not own Pokémon.

Pokéballs, Charizard, Ash, and all other Pokémon characters and items are copyright of Nintendo, Game Freak and Creatures Inc.

Rose and Fang is rated T for:

Violence, disturbing images, gore, mild cussing, and large amounts of family issues involving abuse and misunderstandings.

WARNING:

The author of this story has a mild case of insanity, morbidness, and the abuse of male characters for reasons she doesn't understand. She should probably be seeing a shrink, but she has never felt comfortable speaking to them.

Rose and Fang

A burning blitz,

Something is moving in the darkness,

An inferno,

The sounds around me, voices?

I cannot hear them,

I am weak,

They stole me,

Took me from my home,

And now I am dying.

There is only darkness now,

My breath is weak,

I cannot feel anymore,

There is just me,

I am floating,

Breath no longer comes,

I am darkness,

Yet there is fire,

A light?

I will move towards it,

There is nothing else to do.

I awake,

But I am not where I fell,

I am healed,

The other ones they took are around me,

But not all of them,

Are we dead?

No? Yes?

But we are together,

We are darkness,

We are fire,

I am Riz-ar-Rard,

I am Rose-and-Fang!

I am charizard,

And team rocket will pay,

For what they have done to my family,

I am fire,

I am darkness,

I will destroy them,

And none will stop me!

I am strong,

And this is my FIGHT!

I am human,

I am charizard,

I am morph,

And I will destroy them!

I awake,

And I shall destroy.

Chapter one

Begin

Rose awoke to the sound of voices, human. By the sound of them, Rockets. She kept her eyes shut and kept her breathing slow, she thought if she didn't move they wouldn't notice her, she was wrong.

"Hey! I've got a live one!" she heard someone above her say. "Great!" a voice sounded distant. "Let's get out of here, I'm starting to get creeped out with all of these dead bodies laying around."

"Damn, I forgot about my tail, stupid rockets." She thought to herself. Rose stayed still as the rockets dragged her to a truck; to move now would be a fatal mistake, she couldn't tell for sure, but she was pretty sure that they had guns, and she didn't want to chance getting shot, she was strong but not bullet proof. Rose was thrown into a cage; she winced as her back slammed against the bars and the door slammed shut. Then she heard a rumbling sound. "I'm in a truck." She thought to herself. She hadn't ever been in one before, but it was easy enough to come to that conclusion. She'd seen plenty.

Rose opened her eyes, the truck was lit with fire from other Char morphs. There were four char morphs in total, herself, a female Charmander and two male Charmeleon morphs; everyone in the truck was a morph, like there were any normal Pokémon in the village they could've taken anyway.

Apart from the four Char morphs in the truck there were seven others, a male Flygon, who was sitting in the corner, was muttering something unintelligible. Two Dragonite morphs, a male and female, were sitting next to each other, unconscious. There was male Salamance, whose tail was making a quiet thumping sound as it ran back and fourth along the bars of his cage. A female Altaria, who had her head buried in her wing and seemed to be crying. A female scyther, who was entertaining herself by slowly maneuvering the scythes on her arms into different offensive positions. And a male aerodactyl, who, although the same breed of Pokémon, wasn't Roses father. Most of them were bruised and bleeding.

She examined her body for injuries, apart from a few bruises and an ache in her left wing there wasn't anything wrong. Then she took a look at her tail, the flame was small, but still burning hot. She breathed a tounge of fire on it; it felt better, but the tiny flame-thrower hadn't really helped much.

The little Charmander morph, whose cage was a few feet from Roses, easily slid through the bars. Her name was Melanie-Fire-Claw; Rose had usually kept an eye on her when her parents were assigned to guard duty. She walked over to Roses cage and slid through the bars then handed Rose a Sitrus berry. Rose smiled at her, she was trying to be brave, Rose knew that. She'd always wanted to be like the grown-ups, Rose doubted that she'd be so quick to complain about being "to little to do anything" again.

Melanie curled up next to her and fell asleep. Rose took a bite of the berry and soon felt much better; the last time she'd watched Melanie had been two months ago. Rose wondered about Melanies parents, she hoped they were alive.

The truck rumbled to a stop a couple of hours later, the bright light stunned them for a moment as the door opened. Rose blinked as she saw the huge stone building in front of them. Then they were paired up, and handcuffed together.

The two Charmeleon were paired, seeing as they wouldn't be separated. Rose knew them, the twins hadn't been separated once in their entire lives. The Dragonite were paired together, blinking their eyes tiredly as they managed to comprehend what was going on. The Altaria and Scyther were paired, and didn't seem pleased about it. The Scyther morph ran her blades across the side of the truck, making an ear-piercing screech; an obvious threat. The Charmander morph was torn from Rose and paired with the Salamance, he lifted her onto his back, where she clung tightly as he let loose a rumbling growl at the rockets. Rose was paired with the Flygon who had been muttering, he looked at her with a slightly confused look on his face, then shrugged and turned to look at something else.

They were all led into a facility then the pairs were thrown into cells after having the handcuffs removed. A voice came on an intercom "Hello, I trust that you are all comfortable with your accommodations? Fwahahaha!"

Rose looked at the speaker, with a lost expression on her face, she stretched her wings a little, and her brain slowly gripped the fact that she must have evolved. She blinked her eyes a few times, the cell was dark and completely empty except for the bunk bed and a curtain that blocked off part of the room.

"Well that was odd, they usually just tell the guards to whip us if we do anything they don't like. I guess that the rocket who runs the intercom finally lost it." The Flygon morph turned to Rose. "My name is With the Wind and among the Stars, please just call me Star, I hate it when people have to use an entire breath just to say someones name." Rose looked at him in confusion. "Okay, you can stop staring at me like I'm sewing my wings together."

Rose looked away, thinking that this guy was verging on total nutjob, then turned and looked back at him, "so you've been here before?"

Star laughed, "Yeah, it's easy to escape but it's hard to hide from the rockets, despite what morons they are. This is probably the…. Fourth time I've been here, yeah there's the day count over there, see?" He pointed, there were lines that had been roughly scratched onto the wall showing how many days he'd stayed each time, the longest was a month, that was his first visit. By the third visit he'd escaped within a week. "It's about the thirteenth time I've been captured though. The truck doesn't usually get very far with me."

"So is your goal to escape from this place in three days this time?" she asked sarcastically, his answer wasn't.

"Pretty much, I've actually started figuring out a plan already." He looked over at a spot on the wall and was silent for a minuet. "See those three stones over there, they're loose from the wall. Now see the large hole in the wall where there's a cement slab? That's how I escaped last time. Throwing the brick through the window first didn't help much though, it's a good thing I evolved after jumping through, or I might have bled to death." Said Star, twitching his tail back and forth. "This time I think hitting the guard on the head first is probably a good idea."

Rose spoke up after considering this for a minute. "I doubt that we're going anywhere tonight, too many guards, hitting one would just piss the others off. But I honestly don't want to escape, not today." She said calmly. "I'm going to destroy the rockets, all of them; they deserve to die, after they killed my family, destroyed my home." She growled "stupid assholes, they work on creating us for fifty years then decide to kill us off." Rose took a second to examine what she'd just said and realized that it sounded extremely violent compared to how she usually behaved.

Star decided to look into her eyes; when he'd lived in the dessert one of the wiser Pokémon gave him some advice. "If you ever want to know what someone is feeling just look into their eyes." Rose's eyes were on fire, even though her manner was calm. Star thought about the desert for a moment, but quickly suppressed all the painful memories.

"Well, it might be a little hard to take out a gang with over two thousand members by yourself, and that's just Johto. Do you think you could use some help?" There was nothing else he could do but help, not without turning suicidal at least, he wasn't altogether sure that he was completely sane anyway. What could one more life altering decision do? It was his fault that her family was killed anyway, he had accidentally led the rockets to her home on his last attempt to escape. He figured he owed her.

"Of course I could use help! Let's just hope that we can find enough." Her eyes turned thoughtful for a moment. Star nodded. Having a roommate was going to be much more interesting than sitting by yourself figuring out ways to break out of a gray moldy jail cell. He looked around the familiar room, and realized that, for once, it could actually resemble something close to clean.

Rose climbed to the top bunk and let her tail hang down, "Oh yeah, my name's Rose and Fang, just call me Rose." She yawned. Tomorrow was going to be the worst day in hell she'd ever have, or at least she thought. It seemed pretty likely from the bastards who'd destroyed her home. "Well, at least I can try to return the favor. If it's the last thing I do I'm going to shove this rocket hell back up their butts. Or die trying." she thought as she stretched out on the lumpy mattress and closed her eyes.