DISCLAIMER: Neither of these authors own Pokemon.
A/N: HERE IT IS!!! The prologue to our exciting new story! It carries on from Through Dilemma Comes Devestation, (which carried on from Misty's Dilemma, hehehe!) and it's sure to be good!
All was quiet at 23 Pennyville Road, Pallet Town. The house was usually alive with the sound of children playing various games, or Pokemon running around the front yard. But today it was frightenly quiet.
Well, that was from the outside. Inside, things were different. The kitchen was bustling as a brother and sister frantically ran about, pulling various objects from the cupboards.
"Come on, Cory! Can't you spread butter?" 5-year old Rose Ketchum asked her 3-year old brother.
"I can too!" Cory defended himself heatedly, slowly spreading butter onto every inch of a piece of toast. He had a lot more paitence than his older sister, and was willing to take longer to make it *really* special.
Rose sighed, hands on hips, tapping her foot impaitently. She had finished her tasks of preparing cereal and pouring orange juice. Cory wasn't even halfway finished.
"Mommy and Daddy will wake up soon, and then there'll be no surprise!" Rose said worridly. She glanced at the clock, but she couldn't really read it. She had just started school and considered herself to be extremely intelligent.
Rose was the ultimate big sister. She loved to be in charge, to let Cory know that she was bigger and therefore better. However, the siblings shared an unbreakable bond, no matter how superior Rose made herself to be. And they both had many traits from their parents.
Cory had his mother's hair though, naturally, it was kept short. He had his father's stubborness and love for Pokemon, and his mother's gentle nature with other people.
Rose was, physically, every bit her father. The dark eyes and hair were identical on the both of them. She also showed the same determination her father had had when he was a Pokemon trainer, and the same fiery temper her mother had obtained as a child. But she could also be gentle, and kind, and she especially guarded Cory, even through her bossiness.
"Okay Rosalla, I'm done!" Cory proclaimed proudly. "Rosalla" was Cory's special nickname for Rose, it had stuck ever since he had learned how to talk.
"Righty-o, let's go! This is so exciting!" Rose squealed, carefully lifting the breakfast tray.
"Sssshhh!" Cory hissed loudly, putting a finger to his lips. Rose obeyed, and followed him down the hall. It was a rare sight - for once, Rose was taking orders from her younger brother.
Cory slowly opened the door to his parent's room and sighed with relief to see them still asleep.
Ash had his arm draped around Misty's waist and was slightly snoring. Misty wasn't making a sound as she contently slept to Ash.
Rose and Cory grinned and walked over to the bed. They then quietly counted to three, and yelled "SURPRISE!"
Ash jumped up in shock, now fully awake as his children giggled beside him. Misty sleepily sat up and yawned, looking at the kids with a raised eyebrow.
"What's all this?" she asked, surveying the tray Rose proudly held before them.
"Your anniversary breakfast!" Cory exclaimed.
"How did you know?" Ash inquired.
"I read it on the calender, so I asked my teacher what anniversary meant, and she told me it was like a birthday for your wedding!" Rose said proudly.
Ash and Misty smiled at their children. Rose set the tray down on a bedside table, and then her parents scooped her and Cory on to their bed. The two children squealed in delight at being on the grown up's bed, and Ash and Misty hugged them tight. It was their seventh wedding anniversary that very day. Seven years since the disaster at the Cerulean Gym, five years since the Team Rocket fiasco. And now here they were, considering themselves the happiest family in the world, not to mention the luckiest.
After a lot of tickles and hugs, Misty quietly reminded them that their Saturday morning cartoons would be on, and in a flash the kids had disappeared into the lounge.
Ash held Misty close as she laid her head on his shoulder, savouring their time alone. The kids took up a lot of their time, and it wasn't unusual for them to have a maximum of five minutes to themselves.
"Seven years today. It's unbelievable" Misty said in amazement.
Ash kissed the top of her head. "I know. In another seven years Cory will be ten, Rose will be twelve..."
"Twelve, geez, I can only shudder at what she's going to be like as a teenager" Misty sighed.
Ash laughed and moved his kisses down to her neck, and eventually to her lips. They both got lost in the moment, put on the world only to be with each other...when the phone rang.
"Ash, answer it" Misty quietly ordered after the third ring.
"Aww, dammit" Ash muttered, pulling away from her and reaching for the phone. "Hello?" he answered in an almost surly tone.
"Ash? Did you just wake up?" It was Suzie, Brock's wife of four years.
Ash immediatly apologised. "Sorry Suzie, I didn't meant to be rude."
"Ohh, right, it's your anniversary, I forgot" Suzie teased mischeviously.
Ash grinned. "How are you two? We haven't seen you in a while" he noted.
"Yeah, well you've been busy with the kids, I can't blame you. Just thought I'd call you to tell you about...about me and Brock..." Suzie's voice went quiet and Ash's eyes went wide.
"Is something wrong?" he asked worriedly, casting a glance at Misty.
"No! Oh no, far from it! Brock's gone to get the groceries, he's such a gentleman..." Suzie sighed and Ash winced. Brock a gentleman? She must really love him! "Anyway, our big news is...well, I'm pregnant!" she squealed, obviously overjoyed.
"Suzie, that's terrific! Took ya long enough" Ash laughed.
Suzie giggled. "Thanks Ash. I was just about to call Jessie and James, I didn't realise how expensive it was to call Virdian during peak times."
"Go for it, I'll pass it on to Mist...we'll definatly catch up soon, okay? See ya later." Ash hung up the phone and eyed Misty carefully. "Don't look so worried, everything's fine" he reassured her. She breathed a sigh of relief and cuddled up next to him.
"So what's up?" she asked.
"Looks like Brocko's about to be a daddy" Ash announced with a grin. Misty gasped and squealed like Suzie had.
"Yay, it's taken them long enough...oh Ash, that's wonderful." This was how pregnancies were supposed to be announced, Misty thought. Not in a dingy basement with 5 dozen dead Team Rocket forces surrounding them on the ground. That's how Rose had been announced to the world.
Ash could sense what she was thinking and held her tighter. "Don't think about it, sweetie. Just don't. It was 5 years ago, we're safe and happy now."
Misty smiled. "We'd better tuck into this breakfast the kids made, before they come in and find we haven't touched it." Ash agreed, and lifted the tray up. The breakfast was simple, considering the kids couldn't make a huge fry-up or anything, but it was a beautiful gesture. There was even a flower and a newspaper.
Ash took the newspaper and sighed. "They've got another feature on Professor Oak" he said sadly. The great Pokemon professor had died a week earlier, and the shock and grief still hit Ash every time he heard about it. He had finally died of old age, a heart attack stealing his last breaths of life.
Misty squeezed his hand. "It was a beautiful funeral" she said quietly. Ash nodded. He turned to the page of the article and silently read over it while Misty crunched away on her toast.
She looked over at him, forever worried about the impending scars Giovanni had left on his life. He had grown a lot more quieter and subdued since the incidents, but Misty loved him all the same.
It was then she noticed that his face had gone considerably pale, and she felt her stomach swell with panic. "Ash, is something wrong?" she asked rhetorically. Of course something was wrong, he wouldn't be this pale if nothing was wrong.
"M-Mist, Jessie killed Gary five years ago, right?" he stammered.
Misty nodded. "Yeah, she fired some bullets into his back..."
"Well can you please explain to me why he was at the funeral and why we didn't see him there?" Ash said flatly. Misty went as pale as her husband and grabbed the paper out of his hands.
"No way, you gotta be kidding me..." she muttered. The article mentioned important people who had attended the funeral, and Gary Oak was near the top of the list. "But Jessie killed him! She wouldn't have lied to us like that!" she insisted.
Ash nodded. "I know. Well, I don't know. All I know is that Gary Oak is still alive, and he is probably as dangerous as he was five years ago. And I refuse Mist, I absolutly refuse, to let what happened five years ago relapse. Not to you, not to Brock, Suzie, Jessie or James, and not to the kids." He took her hands and eyed her seriously.
"If he, for some idiotic reason, strikes again, you and the kids are not staying here. He's just as powerful without Giovanni as he was with him."
A/N: Yay, prologue done! We are now underway with the triology! Isn't it exciting! lol, look out for more soon!
A/N: HERE IT IS!!! The prologue to our exciting new story! It carries on from Through Dilemma Comes Devestation, (which carried on from Misty's Dilemma, hehehe!) and it's sure to be good!
All was quiet at 23 Pennyville Road, Pallet Town. The house was usually alive with the sound of children playing various games, or Pokemon running around the front yard. But today it was frightenly quiet.
Well, that was from the outside. Inside, things were different. The kitchen was bustling as a brother and sister frantically ran about, pulling various objects from the cupboards.
"Come on, Cory! Can't you spread butter?" 5-year old Rose Ketchum asked her 3-year old brother.
"I can too!" Cory defended himself heatedly, slowly spreading butter onto every inch of a piece of toast. He had a lot more paitence than his older sister, and was willing to take longer to make it *really* special.
Rose sighed, hands on hips, tapping her foot impaitently. She had finished her tasks of preparing cereal and pouring orange juice. Cory wasn't even halfway finished.
"Mommy and Daddy will wake up soon, and then there'll be no surprise!" Rose said worridly. She glanced at the clock, but she couldn't really read it. She had just started school and considered herself to be extremely intelligent.
Rose was the ultimate big sister. She loved to be in charge, to let Cory know that she was bigger and therefore better. However, the siblings shared an unbreakable bond, no matter how superior Rose made herself to be. And they both had many traits from their parents.
Cory had his mother's hair though, naturally, it was kept short. He had his father's stubborness and love for Pokemon, and his mother's gentle nature with other people.
Rose was, physically, every bit her father. The dark eyes and hair were identical on the both of them. She also showed the same determination her father had had when he was a Pokemon trainer, and the same fiery temper her mother had obtained as a child. But she could also be gentle, and kind, and she especially guarded Cory, even through her bossiness.
"Okay Rosalla, I'm done!" Cory proclaimed proudly. "Rosalla" was Cory's special nickname for Rose, it had stuck ever since he had learned how to talk.
"Righty-o, let's go! This is so exciting!" Rose squealed, carefully lifting the breakfast tray.
"Sssshhh!" Cory hissed loudly, putting a finger to his lips. Rose obeyed, and followed him down the hall. It was a rare sight - for once, Rose was taking orders from her younger brother.
Cory slowly opened the door to his parent's room and sighed with relief to see them still asleep.
Ash had his arm draped around Misty's waist and was slightly snoring. Misty wasn't making a sound as she contently slept to Ash.
Rose and Cory grinned and walked over to the bed. They then quietly counted to three, and yelled "SURPRISE!"
Ash jumped up in shock, now fully awake as his children giggled beside him. Misty sleepily sat up and yawned, looking at the kids with a raised eyebrow.
"What's all this?" she asked, surveying the tray Rose proudly held before them.
"Your anniversary breakfast!" Cory exclaimed.
"How did you know?" Ash inquired.
"I read it on the calender, so I asked my teacher what anniversary meant, and she told me it was like a birthday for your wedding!" Rose said proudly.
Ash and Misty smiled at their children. Rose set the tray down on a bedside table, and then her parents scooped her and Cory on to their bed. The two children squealed in delight at being on the grown up's bed, and Ash and Misty hugged them tight. It was their seventh wedding anniversary that very day. Seven years since the disaster at the Cerulean Gym, five years since the Team Rocket fiasco. And now here they were, considering themselves the happiest family in the world, not to mention the luckiest.
After a lot of tickles and hugs, Misty quietly reminded them that their Saturday morning cartoons would be on, and in a flash the kids had disappeared into the lounge.
Ash held Misty close as she laid her head on his shoulder, savouring their time alone. The kids took up a lot of their time, and it wasn't unusual for them to have a maximum of five minutes to themselves.
"Seven years today. It's unbelievable" Misty said in amazement.
Ash kissed the top of her head. "I know. In another seven years Cory will be ten, Rose will be twelve..."
"Twelve, geez, I can only shudder at what she's going to be like as a teenager" Misty sighed.
Ash laughed and moved his kisses down to her neck, and eventually to her lips. They both got lost in the moment, put on the world only to be with each other...when the phone rang.
"Ash, answer it" Misty quietly ordered after the third ring.
"Aww, dammit" Ash muttered, pulling away from her and reaching for the phone. "Hello?" he answered in an almost surly tone.
"Ash? Did you just wake up?" It was Suzie, Brock's wife of four years.
Ash immediatly apologised. "Sorry Suzie, I didn't meant to be rude."
"Ohh, right, it's your anniversary, I forgot" Suzie teased mischeviously.
Ash grinned. "How are you two? We haven't seen you in a while" he noted.
"Yeah, well you've been busy with the kids, I can't blame you. Just thought I'd call you to tell you about...about me and Brock..." Suzie's voice went quiet and Ash's eyes went wide.
"Is something wrong?" he asked worriedly, casting a glance at Misty.
"No! Oh no, far from it! Brock's gone to get the groceries, he's such a gentleman..." Suzie sighed and Ash winced. Brock a gentleman? She must really love him! "Anyway, our big news is...well, I'm pregnant!" she squealed, obviously overjoyed.
"Suzie, that's terrific! Took ya long enough" Ash laughed.
Suzie giggled. "Thanks Ash. I was just about to call Jessie and James, I didn't realise how expensive it was to call Virdian during peak times."
"Go for it, I'll pass it on to Mist...we'll definatly catch up soon, okay? See ya later." Ash hung up the phone and eyed Misty carefully. "Don't look so worried, everything's fine" he reassured her. She breathed a sigh of relief and cuddled up next to him.
"So what's up?" she asked.
"Looks like Brocko's about to be a daddy" Ash announced with a grin. Misty gasped and squealed like Suzie had.
"Yay, it's taken them long enough...oh Ash, that's wonderful." This was how pregnancies were supposed to be announced, Misty thought. Not in a dingy basement with 5 dozen dead Team Rocket forces surrounding them on the ground. That's how Rose had been announced to the world.
Ash could sense what she was thinking and held her tighter. "Don't think about it, sweetie. Just don't. It was 5 years ago, we're safe and happy now."
Misty smiled. "We'd better tuck into this breakfast the kids made, before they come in and find we haven't touched it." Ash agreed, and lifted the tray up. The breakfast was simple, considering the kids couldn't make a huge fry-up or anything, but it was a beautiful gesture. There was even a flower and a newspaper.
Ash took the newspaper and sighed. "They've got another feature on Professor Oak" he said sadly. The great Pokemon professor had died a week earlier, and the shock and grief still hit Ash every time he heard about it. He had finally died of old age, a heart attack stealing his last breaths of life.
Misty squeezed his hand. "It was a beautiful funeral" she said quietly. Ash nodded. He turned to the page of the article and silently read over it while Misty crunched away on her toast.
She looked over at him, forever worried about the impending scars Giovanni had left on his life. He had grown a lot more quieter and subdued since the incidents, but Misty loved him all the same.
It was then she noticed that his face had gone considerably pale, and she felt her stomach swell with panic. "Ash, is something wrong?" she asked rhetorically. Of course something was wrong, he wouldn't be this pale if nothing was wrong.
"M-Mist, Jessie killed Gary five years ago, right?" he stammered.
Misty nodded. "Yeah, she fired some bullets into his back..."
"Well can you please explain to me why he was at the funeral and why we didn't see him there?" Ash said flatly. Misty went as pale as her husband and grabbed the paper out of his hands.
"No way, you gotta be kidding me..." she muttered. The article mentioned important people who had attended the funeral, and Gary Oak was near the top of the list. "But Jessie killed him! She wouldn't have lied to us like that!" she insisted.
Ash nodded. "I know. Well, I don't know. All I know is that Gary Oak is still alive, and he is probably as dangerous as he was five years ago. And I refuse Mist, I absolutly refuse, to let what happened five years ago relapse. Not to you, not to Brock, Suzie, Jessie or James, and not to the kids." He took her hands and eyed her seriously.
"If he, for some idiotic reason, strikes again, you and the kids are not staying here. He's just as powerful without Giovanni as he was with him."
A/N: Yay, prologue done! We are now underway with the triology! Isn't it exciting! lol, look out for more soon!