Captive of Magma
By Lucky-Racer
Rating: PG
Full Summary: Team Magma is the only job I've ever known. I was reduced to stealing other's Poke'mon, but most of the time failing miserably… I need to get away from this organization. But what then, even if I do manage to escape Team Magma's clutches?
Prologue
I had gotten the memo that morning. From Harlin.It was a summoning… to the his office. That wasn't a good thing.
"I see you have failed me again," a voice ranted angrily later that day, it was coming from the head honcho of Team Magma. He was sitting on his persain-skin chair, tracing the two horizontal white stripes on his pants. Back and forth, back and forth… it was a habit of his that was irritatingly annoying.
"I am sorry, sir," I sighed, snapped back to the present by his cold glare. This conversation had become a routine now, but that wasn't a good thing.
"I expected better from you!" The man raged on. "I think..." his voice got more dangerous, "I think if you don't finish this next task, you're put on probation!" His eyes met my hazel ones, he obviously enjoyed tormenting me.
My eyes widened in horror. This was the only home, job, or life I had, my life with team Magma.
"Yes sir, whatever you say, sir." I replied blandly.
"I want you to catch or steal or whatever you have to do to get me three Poke'mon, and deliver them to headquarters. You have two weeks, which should be more than enough time. Am I understood?" The boss asked clearly, as if talking to a four-year-old.
"Of course, sir," I repeated dully, playing with a lock of my almond hair out of nerves.
"Good, now get out of my sight!"
That was about, what, a week ago? Of course I was pissed at my boss, to think he took pleasure in putting me on probation! Well, not yet, of course. But I don't want to loose my job. I really don't want to be forced to give up my only Poke'mon, an Espeon, a white, cat-like Poke'mon with Psychic powers. I even gave it a name, Sugar. I've grown quite attached to Sugar, of course. It would be horrid to lose her.
All this jabbering about Sugar and none about myself! Well, my name is Sasha, and, as you've hopefully figured out already, I work for Team Magma. You see... I would quit, but I don't really have anywhere else to go, that's why I accepted the task of fetching three Poke'mon for his highness.
I was walking along the dirt path towards Silver Town when I noticed a boy and his friends a ways ahead of me. A Pikachu was on his shoulder and the girl on his left was carrying a Togepi. The Pikachu looked like it was very healthy, and I'm sure the boss had some Thunder Stones so it could evolve into a Raichu. And, I guess the Togepi would have to do... for now, anyway.
I moved into the forest where the undergrowth and trees could conceal me entirely. Moving faster, I caught up with the threesome, moving so I was about three feet to the right and behind.
The boy, Ash, as I found out later, was talking loudly and excitedly about some Silver Conference, a Poke'mon league that you had to enter by having eight badges. You got a badge by beating a gym leader in a Poke'mon battle. His Pikachu chimed in with an occasional "Pika, pika!"
I rolled my eyes at the boy. So young, carefree, and innocent. Well... I was about his age, so maybe not so young. I had a feeling of regret for what I was going to do eventually.
I called Sugar out of her Poke'ball, and she let out an excited mew and broke some twigs on the ground.
The girl to walking next to Ash stopped for a moment, "Ash, Brock! What was that?" A horrified expression played on her face, "I hope it wasn't... a BUG Poke'mon!"
"Now, Misty, don't go blaming everything on Bug Poke'mon, they really are quite nice once you get used to them," The guy named Brock said reassuringly. "Just don't do anything... drastic."
Ash laughed for a moment at this, Misty had obviously gone berserk the last time the trio had met some bug types. From my hideout, I smirked. Wah, wah, afraid of bugs, are we? I thought in mock concern.
The three settled down for the night, rolling out some sleeping bags. I started to plan how I would make my capture, but only succeeded in losing my train of thought several times. Sighing, and slightly peeved, I compromised that I might make better plans in the morning, after some sleep.
The next morning, I awoke around dawn, refreshed and bright. I ate some food from out of my pack, and woke Sugar, feeding her too. I smiled, seeing that Ash and his friends, including his Pikachu, were still asleep. Pulling my Team Magma mask low over my face, I emerged from the undergrowth.
"Sugar, use Confusion!" I ordered quietly. Sugar's eyes glowed a ghastly color and a thin gray fog surrounded Pikachu. It was thoroughly confused, and started to walk to us, half-asleep. "Yes!" I grinned, "Just a little further..."
I quickly grabbed Pikachu and stuffed him into an insulated bag, sealing it shut. "One down, two to go!" I whispered. I was just about to have Sugar use confusion on Misty's Togepi when a voice cut me off.
"Fancy seeing you here, Sasha!" The voice said loudly. It was almost as if it wanted Ash and his friends to wake up.
I turned to see who it was, then sighed. Ah, well. I guess I'm being put on probation.
Coming up next:
Who is that mysterious dude? You know, the one who just arrived?
Will Sasha be put on Probation?
What happens to Pikachu?
Author's Note: Ah, well, here it is; my first Poke'mon Fan fiction. I've wanted to write one for ages, and now I finally have! Tell me if you liked/didn't like the first person point of view :3 Oh, and do ya like Sasha?
I'll try to update as soon as possible!
Now go and push that Blue/Purple 'Go' button and tell me what you think :D