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borrowed them for the use of this story so don't sue!!!
Eyes Like Yours
Chapter 1
Pretend for a moment that the Pokémon world as we know it was different. What Ash had never met Misty? What if Misty was a lot older and an evil overlord, capturing innocent people to be her slaves? What if Ash were older and hadn't been born in Pallet town but somewhere more like Egypt? What if he only had his Pikachu? What if the story went like this.
Misty sat on her throne eating grapes. Her Pikachu was sitting on its pillow watching a mosquito come ever closer. Her Pikachu was special; it had evolved slightly using the water stone and now possessed water and ice powers as well as electric. Its blue fur crackled as its green eyes followed the mosquito. The unlucky bug landed on Misty's leg.
The Pikachu's attack was almost too quick to follow. A bolt of blue lightning fired from its green cheeks at the mosquito and a second later the bug was on the ground smoking, Misty however was unharmed.
"Amos!" Misty called quite suddenly. A man ran into the chamber. He was wearing normal slave attire; a robe and sandals but because of his rank his were blue.
"Y-yes mistress?" He was shaking quite visibly.
"I am bored send Misque to me." Misty watched the poor man as he bowed and left.
"Pika." Said her Pikachu.
"Shall we go out and see our kingdom?" Asked Misty.
The Pikachu nodded. The white tips of its ears twitched slightly as a girl walked into the chamber.
"You called." Said the girl who was shaking more than the man had been. Her robe was green.
"Fetch my outside clothes so that I may leave this place!" commanded Misty.
"As you wish." The girl ran off to get the clothes.
Misty stood up and stretched, her orange hair fell past her shoulders down her back.
The girl returned carrying some clothes. Misty let her put them on. A dark blue cape, a type of ice blue tank top then a top made from metal to protect her body from those who would wish to kill her and brown hot pants made up her suit. Misty pulled up her knee high boots and put out her arm. The blue Pikachu took its place on its master's arm. Although the Pikachu's body was always ice cold Misty didn't feel this, as she was a water master.
On their way out Misty had to pass through her massive hall. Every wall in her fortress was painted blue with engravings of any water Pokémon on them. The walls of the main hall were dark blue as her cape with Vaporeons on them. The two guards of her place opened the doors and allowed their master to walk though into the hot desert sun. On the way past the Pikachu cruelly selected one guard and zapped him with freezing electricity.
The streets of the desert town, Banrain, were busy. People and their Pokémon were trading and buying different spices, wines and knickknacks from the stalls that had been set up here and there. Misty walked through the crowd oblivious to the heat because of her Pikachu whose very body was supplying a cool feeling through her.
People on the street avoided Misty as soon as they saw her hair or cape. Misty bent down and, from a stall, picked up a small bottle of perfume. The owner of the stall knew better than to complain about her stealing. Any complaint against Misty and the complainer was frozen under the hot sun, literally.
Misty laughed, she owned this town, she owned these people. A faint whistling caught her Pikachu's attention. An arrow sped through the air aimed straight at Misty's heart. With shock of its cheeks the Pikachu had frozen the arrow. Misty quickly side stepped into an unlocked house. Luckily for her she had chosen a house that contained a mess of children. She walked over to a little girl.
"Hi there." She said softly. The little girl looked at her, she was only about five.
"It's hot in here isn't it?" Continued Misty, the girl nodded.
"Come on." Misty put her hand out; the girl took it. Misty's Pikachu grinned.
Misty lead the girl out into the street, everyone went silent.
"If anyone dare to attack me my Pikachu will help this little girl to cool down on the hot desert day!" Shouted Misty.
She pulled the girl along with her as she walked towards the palace. When they reached the palace doors she turned to the little girl.
"You helped me out today so I wanna repay you, tell me what ever you want an I'll give it to you." She smiled.
"I wanna be free." Whispered the girl.
"Free from what darling?"
"You." The girl said quietly.
"Me?" Misty asked with convincing mock surprise, "Does everyone feel this way?"
The girl nodded.
"I wish some had told me I would have let them go free."
The girl smiled, "will you let me free?"
"Of course, Pikachu let this girl be free of me."
Misty walked though the doors of the palace. She heard a "Pikachuu!" behind her.
She turned to the guards on duty.
"Pick that up and clean it away!" She pointed over her shoulder with out looking. Her Pikachu trotted along at her feet.
Although it was such a hot day as soon as the guard touched the girl's blue, skin his whole hand was covered in frostbite.
Misty walked into her chamber and took off her cape it dropped onto the floor.
"Misty!" Called Brock who was lying on her bed.
Brock. He didn't seem to understand that he had only been chosen to give her a bit of pleasure until something better came along; he was convinced that he had been chosen for a special reason. Misty shrugged her shoulders, might as well have some fun before she sorted out her problems.
"Pikachu do you fancy Pledge." She asked the blue rodent that was sat on its pillow. It nodded in the lazy fashion of someone who 'might as well', someone like her.
"Amos!" The man opened the door and rushed in.
"Fetch Pledge then leaves us, I will ring if I need you." Misty ordered. Amos bowed and left. A couple of minutes later the small Pikachu sized door next to the human one opened and in walked a yellow Pikachu.
"Pika!" Misty's Pikachu ordered.
Misty left them and walked into the joining room that was her bedroom.
Brock was lying naked on the bed. Misty undressed and got onto the bed. Brock started his work.
It is bliss, she thought, to have the world at your fingertips.
She smiled to herself; everyone would do as she said.
I am quite sure that this will turn into a dark Pokémon fic. I just have one thing to say Brock and Misty, eeewww!!!! But I had to get him in somewhere.
This fiction was inspired by a song on Shakira's Album, that I bought the other day, called Eyes Like Yours (Ojos Así). I loved the sound of this song. It kind of reminds me of The Mummy Returns (not the lyrics but the sound of the music). Anyway this is only chapter one so stay tuned to catch more. If you liked the start to this story REVIEW!!! I can't express this enough. I really want reviews for this story so be kind!!
Until next time
Stay Blissy
Blissychild
Eyes Like Yours
Chapter 1
Pretend for a moment that the Pokémon world as we know it was different. What Ash had never met Misty? What if Misty was a lot older and an evil overlord, capturing innocent people to be her slaves? What if Ash were older and hadn't been born in Pallet town but somewhere more like Egypt? What if he only had his Pikachu? What if the story went like this.
Misty sat on her throne eating grapes. Her Pikachu was sitting on its pillow watching a mosquito come ever closer. Her Pikachu was special; it had evolved slightly using the water stone and now possessed water and ice powers as well as electric. Its blue fur crackled as its green eyes followed the mosquito. The unlucky bug landed on Misty's leg.
The Pikachu's attack was almost too quick to follow. A bolt of blue lightning fired from its green cheeks at the mosquito and a second later the bug was on the ground smoking, Misty however was unharmed.
"Amos!" Misty called quite suddenly. A man ran into the chamber. He was wearing normal slave attire; a robe and sandals but because of his rank his were blue.
"Y-yes mistress?" He was shaking quite visibly.
"I am bored send Misque to me." Misty watched the poor man as he bowed and left.
"Pika." Said her Pikachu.
"Shall we go out and see our kingdom?" Asked Misty.
The Pikachu nodded. The white tips of its ears twitched slightly as a girl walked into the chamber.
"You called." Said the girl who was shaking more than the man had been. Her robe was green.
"Fetch my outside clothes so that I may leave this place!" commanded Misty.
"As you wish." The girl ran off to get the clothes.
Misty stood up and stretched, her orange hair fell past her shoulders down her back.
The girl returned carrying some clothes. Misty let her put them on. A dark blue cape, a type of ice blue tank top then a top made from metal to protect her body from those who would wish to kill her and brown hot pants made up her suit. Misty pulled up her knee high boots and put out her arm. The blue Pikachu took its place on its master's arm. Although the Pikachu's body was always ice cold Misty didn't feel this, as she was a water master.
On their way out Misty had to pass through her massive hall. Every wall in her fortress was painted blue with engravings of any water Pokémon on them. The walls of the main hall were dark blue as her cape with Vaporeons on them. The two guards of her place opened the doors and allowed their master to walk though into the hot desert sun. On the way past the Pikachu cruelly selected one guard and zapped him with freezing electricity.
The streets of the desert town, Banrain, were busy. People and their Pokémon were trading and buying different spices, wines and knickknacks from the stalls that had been set up here and there. Misty walked through the crowd oblivious to the heat because of her Pikachu whose very body was supplying a cool feeling through her.
People on the street avoided Misty as soon as they saw her hair or cape. Misty bent down and, from a stall, picked up a small bottle of perfume. The owner of the stall knew better than to complain about her stealing. Any complaint against Misty and the complainer was frozen under the hot sun, literally.
Misty laughed, she owned this town, she owned these people. A faint whistling caught her Pikachu's attention. An arrow sped through the air aimed straight at Misty's heart. With shock of its cheeks the Pikachu had frozen the arrow. Misty quickly side stepped into an unlocked house. Luckily for her she had chosen a house that contained a mess of children. She walked over to a little girl.
"Hi there." She said softly. The little girl looked at her, she was only about five.
"It's hot in here isn't it?" Continued Misty, the girl nodded.
"Come on." Misty put her hand out; the girl took it. Misty's Pikachu grinned.
Misty lead the girl out into the street, everyone went silent.
"If anyone dare to attack me my Pikachu will help this little girl to cool down on the hot desert day!" Shouted Misty.
She pulled the girl along with her as she walked towards the palace. When they reached the palace doors she turned to the little girl.
"You helped me out today so I wanna repay you, tell me what ever you want an I'll give it to you." She smiled.
"I wanna be free." Whispered the girl.
"Free from what darling?"
"You." The girl said quietly.
"Me?" Misty asked with convincing mock surprise, "Does everyone feel this way?"
The girl nodded.
"I wish some had told me I would have let them go free."
The girl smiled, "will you let me free?"
"Of course, Pikachu let this girl be free of me."
Misty walked though the doors of the palace. She heard a "Pikachuu!" behind her.
She turned to the guards on duty.
"Pick that up and clean it away!" She pointed over her shoulder with out looking. Her Pikachu trotted along at her feet.
Although it was such a hot day as soon as the guard touched the girl's blue, skin his whole hand was covered in frostbite.
Misty walked into her chamber and took off her cape it dropped onto the floor.
"Misty!" Called Brock who was lying on her bed.
Brock. He didn't seem to understand that he had only been chosen to give her a bit of pleasure until something better came along; he was convinced that he had been chosen for a special reason. Misty shrugged her shoulders, might as well have some fun before she sorted out her problems.
"Pikachu do you fancy Pledge." She asked the blue rodent that was sat on its pillow. It nodded in the lazy fashion of someone who 'might as well', someone like her.
"Amos!" The man opened the door and rushed in.
"Fetch Pledge then leaves us, I will ring if I need you." Misty ordered. Amos bowed and left. A couple of minutes later the small Pikachu sized door next to the human one opened and in walked a yellow Pikachu.
"Pika!" Misty's Pikachu ordered.
Misty left them and walked into the joining room that was her bedroom.
Brock was lying naked on the bed. Misty undressed and got onto the bed. Brock started his work.
It is bliss, she thought, to have the world at your fingertips.
She smiled to herself; everyone would do as she said.
I am quite sure that this will turn into a dark Pokémon fic. I just have one thing to say Brock and Misty, eeewww!!!! But I had to get him in somewhere.
This fiction was inspired by a song on Shakira's Album, that I bought the other day, called Eyes Like Yours (Ojos Así). I loved the sound of this song. It kind of reminds me of The Mummy Returns (not the lyrics but the sound of the music). Anyway this is only chapter one so stay tuned to catch more. If you liked the start to this story REVIEW!!! I can't express this enough. I really want reviews for this story so be kind!!
Until next time
Stay Blissy
Blissychild