Author's Note Hey everybody! This is my first multi-chapter fic so this is kinda new to me. I'll try to update quickly. This is kind of an experiment to see how I do with longer fics so here goes! Enjoy! And plz review cuz it helps:DD
Memory Blank
It was a bright, sunny morning, and Ash, Misty, and Brock were taking the day off. After training hard for a while, the whole gang needed a break, and today was a perfect day for it. Ash was polishing his badges, Brock was feeding the Pokémon, and Misty was playing with Togepi. Suddenly, Pikachu scampered up to Ash in a frenzy.
"What's up, Pikachu? Somethin' wrong?" Ash asked.
"Pika pika Pikachu!!" The little Pokémon began to frantically pantomime something to its trainer.
"Huh? What're you tryin' to tell me, Pikachu?" Ash was confused.
Meanwhile, a little way's off in the woods, Team Rocket was planning another "sneaky" plot to capture Pikachu.
"Now, James. Instead of using force this time, we're going to try something different." Jessie explained the plan. "You'll pretend you're a woman, of course, because you're strangely more convincing as a woman than I am."
James giggled. "Oh boy, I like this plan already! But, I think that Pikachu saw us already! Isn't that bad?"
"Shut up, Jimmy! Let 'er finish!" Meowth elbowed him.
"Thank you, Meowth! Like I was saying, James, you'll dress up as a woman, and Meowth and I will be in this Mewtwo costume. And then you'll have to use your ultra-feminine charm to coax the twerp to trade his Pikachu for your super-powerful Mewtwo! Then as soon as he hands over the Pikachu, we'll jump out of the costume with a memory blaster gun ready to blast away any memories it has of the twerp! Yes!!" Jessie squealed in delight.
"Hehe, nice one, Jess! This just might woik!" cackled Meowth.
Back at camp, Pikachu was still trying to explain that Team Rocket was nearby, only this time, everyone was in on the guessing game.
"Pikachu, slow down! We don't know what you're trying to tell us!" said Ash.
"Wait, Ash! I thought you could always understand what Pikachu was saying!" exclaimed Misty.
"Well, I usually can, but for some reason, I can't tell."
"Urgh, way to go, Ash! For all we know, Pikachu could be trying to warn us of some impending doom on the human race, and now the whole world's gonna die 'cause you couldn't understand what Pikachu's saying!"
"Yeah right, Misty! Just 'cause I'm a little slow with language today does not mean the world's gonna die! In face, I bet I could save the world with my language skills!" Ash assumed a heroic pose.
Two large question marks appeared over Misty and Brock's heads.
"No comment." Misty said.
"Alright, Pikachu, why don't you just act out what you want us to know." Brock advised.
Pikachu nodded and began pantomiming Team Rocket blasting off again.
"Umm…you wanna learn how to fly?" guessed Misty.
"A bird? An airplane?" Brock asked.
Pikachu shook its head and proceeded to draw the letter "R" in the dirt.
"Hmmm….something that starts with an "R" that's in the sky…..oh I know! A rainbow!!" Ash exclaimed.
Everyone else fell over anime-style.
Little did the gang know that Team Rocket had emerged from the forest behind them fully decked out in their disguises.
After everyone recovered from Ash's stupidity, Pikachu, seeing Team Rocket, began frantically pointing to them.
"There's a rainbow behind us?!" Ash ran his mouth again.
Pikachu smacked its forehead and sank into the ground.
Ash, Misty, and Brock quickly turned around to find…..a young woman and a Mewtwo?
Brock's eyes immediately turned to hearts.
"Why hello there, beautiful! What brings you here? Are you lost? 'Cause Brock's Lost and Found is now open for business!" Brock started to drool.
Misty sighed. "Here we go again, right Ash?...Ash?"
Misty sweatdropped. Ash was busy drooling over Mewtwo.
"Whoa, a Mewtwo! This is so awesome! Man, if I had a Mewtwo, I could kick some serious butt! Right, Mewtwo? Old buddy, old pal?"
Misty groaned and gagged slightly as Ash and Brock proceeded to envelop their surprised/grossed-out "lovers" in huge hugs.
"Okay, enough of this yuckfest!" Misty exclaimed as she dragged Ash and Brock away by their ears. "I'm really sorry for them! I'm Misty and these two fools are my friends Ash and Brock. Can we help you with something?"
"Why yes, miss. I believe you can." The "woman" said in a southern drawl. "Ya see, this Mewtwo here is just too powerful for my liking. I was hoping that perhaps you would like to trade. My Mewtwo for…..that Pikachu, perhaps?"
"My Pikachu, you mean?" It appeared that Ash had snapped out of his loopiness.
"Oh my, that is your Pikachu? Why, I just had no idea, child! Well, would you still be interested in tradin' it?" James batted his/her eyelashes.
"Sorry, ma'am. I could never trade my Pikachu. Not even for Mewtwo! Pikachu and I are best buddies! Now if you were to just give me the Mewtwo instead….." Ash chuckled, rubbing his hands together.
"Oh for Pete's sake, this isn't working! Let's shake things up, Meowth!" Suddenly, the Mewtwo split open to reveal Jessie and Meowth!
"Prepare for trouble!" Jessie began the infamous motto.
"But Jessie! You weren't supposed to jump out until after I'd worked all my feminine charm! And I was just getting started!" James pouted as he ripped off his dress to reveal his Team Rocket uniform.
"Oh James, just shut up and say the motto with me!"
"We don't need to hear it, Team Rocket!!...Oh is that what you were getting at before, Pikachu?" Ash finally got it.
"Fine, you don't want to hear our motto? Then hear this!" Jessie aimed the memory blaster gun at Pikachu.
"Hand ova dat Pikachu or it gets blasted to da next millennium!" Meowth ordered.
"No way! Pikachu, get behind me!" Ash, thinking it was a real gun, moved in front of Pikachu to protect it.
"Ooh, guys, I have an even better idea! Can I do it?" James asked excitedly.
"I guess, but it better be good….." Jessie grumbled.
"Okay!" James suddenly took the gun from Jessie's hands and grabbed Misty, pointing the gun at her head.
"Misty! Get your hands off of her!" Ash cried, starting to run to her, but Brock held him back.
"Ash, be careful, he might shoot."
Ash nodded.
James chuckled menacingly. "Now, hand over that Pikachu or your little friend gets blasted to the next millennium!" He rammed the gun up against Misty's head, causing her to whimper slightly.
"Ooooo, James, I must commend you! This is a much better plan!" Jessie was surprised at her partner's ingenious.
"Bwahahaha! So what's it gonna be, twoipy? Your Pikachu or your girlfriend?" Meowth questioned.
Ash looked desperately at Brock, but, for once, Brock looked just as confused and scared.
"Ash! Don't worry about me! Take Pikachu and get out of here!" Misty struggled to be free of James's grasp, but he just gripped her tighter.
"No way, Misty! I won't leave you!" Ash called.
"Ugh, this is taking too long! Just shoot the girl and let's go!" Jessie complained.
"Fine by me!" James said, letting out an evil laugh once more.
Ash and Brock watched, horrified, as James seemed to pull the trigger in slow motion. Ash's frightened eyes met Misty's for a split second before a bright light surrounded the area. Ash closed his eyes against the light, but not before seeing Misty go limp and fall to the ground.
"No! Misty!" Ash's cry sounded strangled as he tried to hold back tears.
Just as suddenly as things seemed to slow down, everything sped up again.
The bright light cleared, and Ash could see Misty lying on the ground. He quickly ran to her side. Kneeling next to her, he shook her gently.
"Misty? Please, Mist, ya gotta wake up! Don't do this to me!" Tears rolled down Ash's face as he continued to shake his fallen friend.
Finally, Misty groaned slightly and clutched her head. A second later, she opened her eyes.
"Misty! You're okay! I was so worried!" Ash exclaimed, hugging her to him. Brock ran over to the two of them.
"Are you okay, Misty? Jeez, what kinda gun is that anyway?! It didn't even work!" Brock said.
"Oh, trust me…..it woiked poifectly, hehehe……." Meowth tapped his claws together. Just as soon as he said that, Misty spoke.
"Oh, my head! What happened?"
Ash pulled away far enough to look her in the eye.
"Well, Team Rocket just shot you with this weird gun that didn't even work, but thank God it didn't! 'Cause I don't know what I'd do without you, Misty!" He continued to hold her close, that is, until Misty pushed him away.
"Who the heck are you?! And how do you know me?"
Ash was taken aback.
"Mist, it's me, Ash. What're you talking about? You're not serious, are you? Maybe you got hit on the head harder than I thought!" He chuckled, reaching up to stroke her hair. Misty slapped his hand away and quickly stood up.
"No, don't touch me! I've never seen you before in my life!"
"Misty?" Ash said nervously.
It was Meowth who spoke next.
"The Misty you know is long gone! Dat dere gun is a memory blasta, and all her memories of you twoips are far away on top of a rainbow! She tinks she's one of us now, baby! Bwahaha!!"
TO BE CONTINUED……
A/N Well that's the first chapter! I actually didn't have this chapter planned out as much as others so I just kinda threw it together, plus I was in a strange mood when I wrote this at approximately 2 in the morning hehee…Anyway, hope ya liked it anyway! I promise it's gonna get a lot more serious and dramatic…and romantic AAML of course :D REVIEW!!!