Howdy people of the Fanfiction world! I'm Steve, and this is my first story. Short and sweet, please read and tell me what you think of it: Comments, suggestions, rants... Heck, I'll even take flames... actually... maybe not. Oh well. Please read and enjoy. I intend to finish this, and if I don't update for like a month, I've either lost my computer, died, or just plain lost interest. So if that happens, I encourage you to PM me and tell me that you love this story and want it to continue(once per person please!). Well, that's about it, so enjoy!

P.S. The title is pronounced Koh-Toh-En-Oh!

AGES:

Misty-16(ish)

Ash-16(ish)

Pikachu- o_0 (do they even have ages?)

Types of speech:

""-normal

"()"pokemon (roughly translated)

Disclaimer---I don't own Pokemon, but I own Kotoenoh!!!(Along with random OC's that show up)

It was a lovely day in cerulean city as Misty Waterflower strolled down the main street, on her way home from shopping. "My gosh, they had such a huge sale at L.S. Aryeados! I've replaced my whole closet twice! Oh well. I'll just have to get Ash to use his seemingly endless Gym funds to remodel my room again. Won't he be delighted!" She smiled at the image of her friend's face when she put on the 'puppy eyes' to get him to fork over the money required to hire a builder. She chuckled and almost tripped over a hobo sitting in the middle of the sidewalk. "Excuse me! I'm so sorry! Here! Here's a 10."

"T-thank ya kindly ma'am," The hobo drunkenly said, "You're the frist person to shoow any sort of pity towards the likes of me. B-bless y-you!" He was crying as he spoke the last words.

"Oh, you're welcome. Bye now!" Misty said as she walked away.

"Wait ma'am! Just a little friendly advice! Watch your back… There's rumors… that there's a hit out on you. I'd go r-right home!"

"T-thank you? Um… I'll get right on that! Bye!" Misty walked away very quickly. "I'm half a mile away from home and it's getting dark… great! That hobo took too much time! I've got to hurry… Go! Togetic!" Misty threw out Togetic, saying to him, "Togetic, we're out, it's getting dark, and a hobo just told me that a hit's out on me! Just so you know, you're the only pokemon I brought. No pressure or anything."

"(What the Finneon! Thanks! That makes me feel good!)" Togetic said sarcastically.

"Ok, fine, Mr. Snippy. Return!" Togetic vanished in a burst of red light. Misty continued down the side walk with a peculiar feeling nagging at her consciousness. She glanced over her shoulder to see, to her horror, three men in trench coats following her. She sped up, walking even quicker than before. She came upon a crossroads looking to lose her pursuers, but to her greater horror she saw three more people dressed similarly to the first three come from every direction except straight ahead. She continued on, faster and faster, until she saw another coming from her left and straight. The only escape was to her right, an alley. She went in, followed by these strange people. She found to the greatest horror she had experienced yet that the alley was a dead end. She turned around and, dropping her bags, faced the gang, now consisting of eight suspicious looking people in trench coats. "Why did you follow me?! What do you want from me?!" She screamed hysterically.

The mobster in the front answered her with the bone-chilling answer she had prayed wouldn't come. "Why, your life of course."

Ooooh! Cliffhanger! Sorry, that's just to keep you coming back for more. Second chapter already underway and hopefully up soon. Thanks!

P.S. I need a beta reader. I aspire to have my spelling and grammar in tip-top condition, but mistakes slip through. So please, politely point out any errors, and if you're up to it, apply to be my beta reader! (If that's how it works)