Vampire Ranger: The Mysterious Play


Hey guys. This is just another Pokemon fic that I've started on a whim. I probably won't update it unless I've got ideas or lots of reviews...so... ;P

Well, this is going to be a darker story, so I might even change the rating later on for...gore? IDK.

Well, here's chapter one. Estimated to be under 10 chapters.


Scene 1


A small girl runs down the cobblestone path. The butterfly she was chasing causes her to trip and fall. Standing up, she sees blood starting to dot on her scraped wrist. She dusts her pink sundress off and pauses. A figure of a small boy lies limply face down in the dirt near the close by grove. She blinks at him and waits for him to get up. Faint swirls sizzle off his clothes.

"Steam?" she says in confusion. Walking closer, she sees small patches of fire on his clothes. Her eyes widen, and she runs over to him.

"Are you alright?!" she says in worry, then starts rolling him around to put out the fire. Luckily for the boy, she rolls him into the shadows of the grove, unknowing of how that one action saves his life. She shakes him after turning him over onto his back. She freezes at his looks.

Pale, spiky red hair, and...

The boy opens his eyes.

And they are blood red eyes.

She finds herself leaning closer; a few strands of her long brunette hair slide onto his face.

"Are you..." her concerning words are swept away as his eyes lock with hers. She is frozen to the spot, and he grips her wrist. Suddenly, with a jerk, he lets her go and looks to the right, as if he were hearing a silent voice. She looks in the same direction, then turns back, but he's gone. She stands, and looks down at her wrist where he'd grabbed her.

The wound is gone.


~^12 years later^~


"CAPTURE ON!" I shout, and let loose my capture disc. The Doduo doesn't see it coming and I capture it within seconds.

"Capture complete!" I jump in the air and do my pose.

"Alrighty, that's great Kate," my cousin says from behind me. "But we're gonna be late." I turn and stick my tongue out at him.

"Oh, quiet Kellyn," I say. "We'll get there in time, just cool your Ponytas." He rolls his eyes and uncrosses his arms.

"We need to get to the ranger union or Professor Hastings will give us the lecture of a lifetime."

I laugh heartily. "Sounds fun!" Kellyn facepalms and I chortle while chasing my Doduo around the clearing.

"Oh, and Kellyn?" I say, pausing for a second to get his attention.

"Hm?" he answers in complete boredom.

"I'm the one who stole your boxers." His eyes bug out.

"KAAAAAATE!"


We stand in the meeting room and I glance over at Professor Hastings. He nods at us.

"Kate, Kellyn," he says. "I've got missions for you both." I stand to attention; being a top ranger and all, I need to be on my toes. He clears his throat and looks at us.

"Kellyn, your mission is to do patrol around Almia. Strange occurrences have been springing up out of no where, and I want to keep a cap on this explosion of problems." Hastings turns to me and rolls his eyes.

"How many times is it now, Kate?" he says wearily. "I said stop dressing up like you're from the medieval Gothic era." I frown, and look down at my black uniform and feel the lace choker scratching the back of my neck.

"I've told you Kate. If you want people to recognize you as a ranger, you need to wear our red unicorn-" I burst into a fit a giggles as Hastings is interrupted by his voicemail, thus the reason he said "unicorn" instead of "uniform".

"Yes?" he answers. "What is is Chairperson Erma?" There is a long pause. "I see." Turning to both of us, he looks to Kellyn.

"Head out to Chicole village. From what I'm hearing, apparently, everyone there has gone insane." I blink at Hastings, and fidget in confusion with my lace skirt which I had previously sewn to my black Ranger shorts. Insane? How could that happen.

"Go down there and help out the rangers there by taking all the people to a psychiatric ward." Kellyn nods, and runs from the meeting room. I turn back to the Professor.

"And my assignment?" I inquire. He clears his throat, and leans on his cane.

"Your job is much different." I nod and raise my eyebrows boredly as I wait for him to continue.

"There have been some personal issues with the Almian founder's family." I nod, knowing who he is talking about: the descendants of this region's founders. The Almias. I grin.

"So what is my job? To go and protect this innocent family from evil in a disguise of a maid?" I joke.

"I couldn't have put it better myself," Hastings replies with a smile. I freeze.

"What?" I say with a you've-got-to-be-kidding-me face. He shakes his head and I groan.

"YOU'VE GOT TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME!" I complain, voicing my thoughts. "That's a load of shi-" Hastings holds up his hand.

"I haven't even told you everything," he says. "Calm down." I cross my arms and glare at him with my beady little eyes. I can't help it, my eyes have always been small and scary towards children.

"Apparently, there have been strange and ghostly things happening in the Almia's manor," Hastings says. "Which is why I'm sending you in undercover. Because I don't want this poltergeist to be scared off." I nod.

"Sorta like Jackie's mission with Phantom," I say, placing my fist in my palm in realization.

"Precisely," Hastings replies. "Only the head butler will know who you are." He gives me a once over disdainfully.

"And please, Kate," he says. "Don't draw attention to yourself." I nod.

"Right!"

"You leave at noon. Please go down to your room to rest up and pack." I smile at him, and race from the meeting room. After jumping down an escalator, I almost run into Jackie.

"Hey Kate!" he says with a playful smile. I turn a bit pink. Last time I saw him, he flirted with me until Kellyn got wind of it and came crashing down on him. Kellyn does not like Jackie at all; thinks he is too flighty and idiotic. I nod at the blonde ranger, and hurry on. Entering my room in a rush, I slam the door shut, and walk over to my bed. After flopping onto it, crossing my arms behind my back, I look up at the blacklight as it shines down on my white bedsheets and makes them glow.

Too bright, I think to myself, and allow my small eyes to flutter closed.


BANG! BANG! I jump up, and trip on one of my bunny slippers.

"WAH!" I hit the ground with a crash.

"Get up!" a voice calls. "You're going to be late!" My eyes widen.

"I HAVEN'T EVEN PACKED YET!" I yelp, and grab some belongings before stuffing them into a satchel.

"COMING!" I cry as my beautifully painted door gets another swift kick.


I ride a Doduo all the way to the Chroma Highlands. I grimace.

"Who'd want to build a mansion in a place like this?" I mutter under my breath. And suddenly, right before my eyes, I see a gigantic mansion.

"Woah..." I mutter, and hop off the pokemon. "You're free to go." I watch as the Doduo runs off, then head towards the menacing gates of the manor. I shiver.

"And what kind of person would live in a 200 year old house?" I grumble, but walk towards the side entrance where Hastings told me to go before I left the Union. I'm suddenly jerked roughly through a passageway.

"Wah-?!" I almost yelp, but see an old man in a suit standing before me.

"Kate," he says. "Welcome to the Almia Manor. I am the butler, Valjean. We have been awaiting your arrival." I follow the oddly old style butler into the deeper corridors. After going down five flights of stairs underground, we begin our ascent up eight more until we're in the servants quarters. "This shall be your room," Valjean tells me, and I raise my eyebrows at the 18th century room, completed with a desk and quill pin.

"Very...uhh..." I stammer, but Mr. Butler isn't listening.

"Your uniforms are in the wardrobe, and your first job will to be mop the front entrance near the grand staircase."

"Yes sir, Mr. Butler," I reply, and he gives me a disdainful look. Ignoring it, I watch as he leaves, then go to look at my uniforms. They are old fashioned maid style, and the skirt falls down to my ankles. I grimace.

"This is gonna be a hot and sweltering job..." I mutter, and pull the uniform over my other clothes. I look down, and notice my boots are hidden beneath the poofy skirt and decide against wearing the high heels. I put in a lace headband, and open the door to see a bucket and mop on the floor. Picking up the mop by its wooden handle, I grab the metal bucket and sprint down the hall. Valjean comes out of no where and I almost spill the entire bucket of water on him.

"No running in the halls," he says. "And you will be helping serve dinner tonight." I nod at his annoying commands, and almost continue on when I remember something.

"Can you put a needle, thread, and black cloth in my room for me?" I ask. He raises his eyebrows in surprise, but nods. I turn to the left, and he clears his throat.

"The grand staircase is straight, not left," he tells me. I sigh, and walk the other way.

This is going to be a long mission.


~Fin Scene 1

~Misty