James sighed as he walked down the dirt road that led to the town, Jessie had made him go there to run some errands. It seemed like he was the only one capable of running errands out of the three of them, the other two would make up excuses about why they couldn't go which would leave him with the dirty work. I've got to think of a good excuse for the next time this comes up. So, this gave James something to do while he was walking down the long boring path, and for a while he forgot his troubles.
One of his troubles being the hot blazing sun above him that burned his skin and chapped his lips. Then there was the fact that he was parched, he needed some water to refresh his dry, cracked throat. But, there was no water around just a dry dusty road and a forest of tall evergreens to his left. Nothing to see, nothing to drink, which led to his boredom. There was nothing to do except walk and that got boring. So, usually when this happened, he thought of stuff to keep him busy and that worked.
James by now however, had run out of ideas for excuses and had ran out of ideas completely. Well, maybe not completely, he had thought that the reason for lack of ideas was because of the sun's rays and because he was thirstier then he had ever remembered being in his life. Things just weren't going well at all. Luckily for James however, the town was just over the next hill and all he had to do was make it there.
Suddenly, James felt faint and dizzy; he walked over to a tree and leaned on it. Everything seemed to be spinning and James was about to sit down when he blacked out.
Slowly, James awoke he sat up and saw that he must have fainted from dehydration. At least, that's the best thing he could come up with. His head hurt terribly, so James lifted his hand to his head and discovered a bump on the back of it.
"Ow." James mumbled aloud trying to get up on his feet.
He looked up at the sky and much to his dismay saw many dark clouds beginning to form. Shit, he thought to himself. Slowly, he began to trudge back to the path, but something stopped him it was a sound. The sound of running water, that meant that there must be a stream near by and that's all it took, that one little sound made James forget the potential of a storm, and made him run to wherever the sound was coming from.
Soon, he came upon a small stream of fresh water and he dunked his head in it. James sucked up water as much as he could possible get in, then slowly sat up and rubbed his face. He lay on his back and closed his eyes. When he opened them he saw the dark clouds again, and a sudden thought rushed through his head. A storm's coming and I'm out here in the middle of no where.
" Damn it," he muttered aloud.
James quickly stood up and decided to begin walking maybe he could find a cave or some kind of shelter, he knew he wouldn't make it to the town before the storm hit though. Slowly, rain began to fall down on him and splashed on the ground next to him. The rain was cold, very cold rain and then the wind started up blowing the drops into his eyes, making it nearly impossible to see.
James didn't know what to do, and he began to panic. His strength was pulled out of him as he felt like he had been walking, or trying to walk for hours and it seemed to him like he was getting no where. Then the rain turned to hail and hit him hard. He didn't want to go on, he just hoped he would shrivel up and die so the pain would go away.
Luckily however, that didn't happen. Before him he saw a light, he didn't know what it was, but he didn't care he needed to get out of this storm. The light gave him hope to continue. So, James trudged off as fast as he could to the light ahead of him, and soon discovered that it was a cabin, the light shining through it's windows. The cabin was not very big, and the wind swirled around it as if it were trying to knock the little cabin down.
James walked up to the cold wooden door and knocked as hard as he could. He waited for someone to open the door, but no one came and James decided that it was in his best interest to try and open the door anyway. So James reached down to the small knob, that could barely be seen through the rain and turned it. Much to his surprise the door wasn't locked and opened slowly with a creak.
The cabin was just as small in the inside as it was from the outside. From the looks of it there was only one room, which served as a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom. There was a fireplace that had no fire in it and a candle on a table near the window. A small couch was seated across from the fireplace, and there was a soft multicolored rug on the floor next to the couch.
After scanning the room, it seemed to James that there was no one else there. He shut the door behind him and sighed with relief when the wind dissappeared. He felt a little strange being in that unknown cabin that obviously belonged to someone else, but when they came back he'd explain to them his situation and hopefully they'd be merciful.
Cautiously, James made his way to the couch and flopped down. Soon, he found his eyes closing and he was lost in a deep slumber.
After a half an hour of sleep, James was rudely awakened by the sound of a cry. Quickly he sat up straight on the couch and looked around to see what was making the noise. His eyes then fell on a cradle; it lay right next to the bed he had seen earlier. A baby, he thought and his mind was full of afraid thoughts. He didn't know how to treat a baby. I mean what should I do? What should I say? He thought the fear rushing through him.
However, before he knew it he was walking over to the cradle, and soon discovered the little cute bundle in it. The baby seeing James, slowly stopped it's crying and looked at him with curious eyes. James looked down on the baby and smiled. Slowly, James put his finger down to the baby and gently moved it across the baby's cheek. The baby cooed and giggled drool falling out of its mouth.
James picked it up and saw that the baby was wearing a pink pajama suit.
" Well, I'm gonna assume that you're a girl, because I don't think whoever takes care of you would cross dress you this early in life." James said to her.
He looked at the bed, noticing a clean rag, slowly James wiped off the baby's face and put the rag back on the crib. James walked over to the couch and sat down with the baby on his lap. The storm was still going on outside and when a bolt of lightening hit the ground; the thunder from it scared the baby making her wail out in fright.
James wanted to comfort her and began to bounce her on his lap saying " Shhh, don't worry, we're safe in here." Over and over to her, but to no avail. So, he decided that he should get the baby asleep, maybe then she wouldn't have to be so afraid of the storm. But how? He asked himself.
When I couldn't go to sleep when I was a little boy I would.... Do nothing, because if I complained I'd be in trouble and Jessebelle would tell me I wasn't sleeping properly. That's not going to happen with this baby though. And James thought of something he could do.
An idea suddenly popped into his head and he began to rock the baby back and forth in his arms as he sang a song that he made up as he went, this is the song.
" If I rock you slowly, will you fall asleep?
If I hold you closely, will I feel your heart beat?
You may not be able to count the jumping sheep,
You may not be able to stand on your own two feet.
But, don't you worry and don't you cry,
I'll be with you by and by,
I'll be with you when you walk into the world,
I'll be with you by and by."
The song worked like a charm, and the babe slept in James' arms as he rocked her and sang to her.
The next morning when the person who owned the house hadn't came yet James began to worry. The baby needed some food, and as much as he searched he couldn't find any milk for her. Should he leave to town with the baby? But, what if the owner comes back and discovers its baby had been stolen? James was at a loss.
He flopped down on the couch; the babe was still asleep in its cradle. His gaze wandered around the room, and soon he noticed a picture on an end table next to him. The picture was of the baby, obviously when she was pretty young, being held tightly by a women with black hair, and a beautiful white smile. That must be the baby's mother, James thought to himself.
He heard whimpering coming from the cradle and James went over to pick up the baby. He rocked her and tried to comfort her, but it didn't work. He knew then what he had to do, the baby needed food or she might die. He didn't know how long the baby had been left alone in the cabin, so gathering up all his courage and wrapping the baby in a blanket he headed out the door. It was pretty cold outside and very wet. He took one step on the ground and felt his feat sinking into it like quick sand.
" Uck," he said aloud, the baby just giggled at the funny sound coming from his mouth.
James looked before him and saw many fallen trees that the storm must have destroyed. As he scanned the forest, a sudden bright color flashed his eye. It was the color of red as he went closer to it; he saw that the red was the color of a dress, the rest of it however was underneath a fallen tree. It finally dawned on James that a woman was probably underneath the tree too. He looked under it and saw a familiar face.
TO BE CONTINUED......
Just kidding :)
James then recognized the face to be that of the women from the picture in the cabin. Then that means, this babies mother is dead. James scoled himself when he almost smiled at this news. I mean the woman was dead, but this meant that he could take care of the small life he now held in his arms.
" I know you don't understand me, but your momma is dead, so I'm going to take care of you from now on." James told the baby who giggled as he placed his finger on her nose.
" I guess if we're going to be together, then you should at least have a name." James continued, " but what should I call you?" James thought for a while about different names, as he got up from his position on the ground and continued walking to find a way out of the forest and hopefully into the town. Suddenly the perfect name hit him like a stone.
" I know!" James said so suddenly that the baby opened her eyes wide in fear and curiosity. "Your name shall be Hope Elizabeth! Hope because the cabin I found you in gave me hope to carry on, and Elizabeth because that's my best friend Jessie's favorite name other than her own." Hope smiled and James smiled back.
Jessie, I hope she and Meowth are okay, they're probably wondering what happened to me, James thought. The journey out of the forest took longer than James had expected and now, he too was just as hungry as Hope. Now, if he could just figure out how to get to the town........
Seriously this time it's TO BE CONTINUED....
So, how did everyone like this story? I know it was probably pretty boring in the beginning. But the next parts are going to be much better. I'm planning on writing the next part soon, unless no one liked it, so please review! This took me a pretty long time to write, actually, it was more of the fact that I'm working on 4 pokemon fanfics at the same time. I just get caught up in my ideas is all... well, review please!!
Disclamer: I don't own the Team Rocket trio or anything else pokemon in this story. I do own the song and the character of Hope though.
If you want to read my other fanfiction stories A Long Way Back and it's sequal. Those two stories are much better than this one and is based on all of the characters of pokemon.
One of his troubles being the hot blazing sun above him that burned his skin and chapped his lips. Then there was the fact that he was parched, he needed some water to refresh his dry, cracked throat. But, there was no water around just a dry dusty road and a forest of tall evergreens to his left. Nothing to see, nothing to drink, which led to his boredom. There was nothing to do except walk and that got boring. So, usually when this happened, he thought of stuff to keep him busy and that worked.
James by now however, had run out of ideas for excuses and had ran out of ideas completely. Well, maybe not completely, he had thought that the reason for lack of ideas was because of the sun's rays and because he was thirstier then he had ever remembered being in his life. Things just weren't going well at all. Luckily for James however, the town was just over the next hill and all he had to do was make it there.
Suddenly, James felt faint and dizzy; he walked over to a tree and leaned on it. Everything seemed to be spinning and James was about to sit down when he blacked out.
Slowly, James awoke he sat up and saw that he must have fainted from dehydration. At least, that's the best thing he could come up with. His head hurt terribly, so James lifted his hand to his head and discovered a bump on the back of it.
"Ow." James mumbled aloud trying to get up on his feet.
He looked up at the sky and much to his dismay saw many dark clouds beginning to form. Shit, he thought to himself. Slowly, he began to trudge back to the path, but something stopped him it was a sound. The sound of running water, that meant that there must be a stream near by and that's all it took, that one little sound made James forget the potential of a storm, and made him run to wherever the sound was coming from.
Soon, he came upon a small stream of fresh water and he dunked his head in it. James sucked up water as much as he could possible get in, then slowly sat up and rubbed his face. He lay on his back and closed his eyes. When he opened them he saw the dark clouds again, and a sudden thought rushed through his head. A storm's coming and I'm out here in the middle of no where.
" Damn it," he muttered aloud.
James quickly stood up and decided to begin walking maybe he could find a cave or some kind of shelter, he knew he wouldn't make it to the town before the storm hit though. Slowly, rain began to fall down on him and splashed on the ground next to him. The rain was cold, very cold rain and then the wind started up blowing the drops into his eyes, making it nearly impossible to see.
James didn't know what to do, and he began to panic. His strength was pulled out of him as he felt like he had been walking, or trying to walk for hours and it seemed to him like he was getting no where. Then the rain turned to hail and hit him hard. He didn't want to go on, he just hoped he would shrivel up and die so the pain would go away.
Luckily however, that didn't happen. Before him he saw a light, he didn't know what it was, but he didn't care he needed to get out of this storm. The light gave him hope to continue. So, James trudged off as fast as he could to the light ahead of him, and soon discovered that it was a cabin, the light shining through it's windows. The cabin was not very big, and the wind swirled around it as if it were trying to knock the little cabin down.
James walked up to the cold wooden door and knocked as hard as he could. He waited for someone to open the door, but no one came and James decided that it was in his best interest to try and open the door anyway. So James reached down to the small knob, that could barely be seen through the rain and turned it. Much to his surprise the door wasn't locked and opened slowly with a creak.
The cabin was just as small in the inside as it was from the outside. From the looks of it there was only one room, which served as a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom. There was a fireplace that had no fire in it and a candle on a table near the window. A small couch was seated across from the fireplace, and there was a soft multicolored rug on the floor next to the couch.
After scanning the room, it seemed to James that there was no one else there. He shut the door behind him and sighed with relief when the wind dissappeared. He felt a little strange being in that unknown cabin that obviously belonged to someone else, but when they came back he'd explain to them his situation and hopefully they'd be merciful.
Cautiously, James made his way to the couch and flopped down. Soon, he found his eyes closing and he was lost in a deep slumber.
After a half an hour of sleep, James was rudely awakened by the sound of a cry. Quickly he sat up straight on the couch and looked around to see what was making the noise. His eyes then fell on a cradle; it lay right next to the bed he had seen earlier. A baby, he thought and his mind was full of afraid thoughts. He didn't know how to treat a baby. I mean what should I do? What should I say? He thought the fear rushing through him.
However, before he knew it he was walking over to the cradle, and soon discovered the little cute bundle in it. The baby seeing James, slowly stopped it's crying and looked at him with curious eyes. James looked down on the baby and smiled. Slowly, James put his finger down to the baby and gently moved it across the baby's cheek. The baby cooed and giggled drool falling out of its mouth.
James picked it up and saw that the baby was wearing a pink pajama suit.
" Well, I'm gonna assume that you're a girl, because I don't think whoever takes care of you would cross dress you this early in life." James said to her.
He looked at the bed, noticing a clean rag, slowly James wiped off the baby's face and put the rag back on the crib. James walked over to the couch and sat down with the baby on his lap. The storm was still going on outside and when a bolt of lightening hit the ground; the thunder from it scared the baby making her wail out in fright.
James wanted to comfort her and began to bounce her on his lap saying " Shhh, don't worry, we're safe in here." Over and over to her, but to no avail. So, he decided that he should get the baby asleep, maybe then she wouldn't have to be so afraid of the storm. But how? He asked himself.
When I couldn't go to sleep when I was a little boy I would.... Do nothing, because if I complained I'd be in trouble and Jessebelle would tell me I wasn't sleeping properly. That's not going to happen with this baby though. And James thought of something he could do.
An idea suddenly popped into his head and he began to rock the baby back and forth in his arms as he sang a song that he made up as he went, this is the song.
" If I rock you slowly, will you fall asleep?
If I hold you closely, will I feel your heart beat?
You may not be able to count the jumping sheep,
You may not be able to stand on your own two feet.
But, don't you worry and don't you cry,
I'll be with you by and by,
I'll be with you when you walk into the world,
I'll be with you by and by."
The song worked like a charm, and the babe slept in James' arms as he rocked her and sang to her.
The next morning when the person who owned the house hadn't came yet James began to worry. The baby needed some food, and as much as he searched he couldn't find any milk for her. Should he leave to town with the baby? But, what if the owner comes back and discovers its baby had been stolen? James was at a loss.
He flopped down on the couch; the babe was still asleep in its cradle. His gaze wandered around the room, and soon he noticed a picture on an end table next to him. The picture was of the baby, obviously when she was pretty young, being held tightly by a women with black hair, and a beautiful white smile. That must be the baby's mother, James thought to himself.
He heard whimpering coming from the cradle and James went over to pick up the baby. He rocked her and tried to comfort her, but it didn't work. He knew then what he had to do, the baby needed food or she might die. He didn't know how long the baby had been left alone in the cabin, so gathering up all his courage and wrapping the baby in a blanket he headed out the door. It was pretty cold outside and very wet. He took one step on the ground and felt his feat sinking into it like quick sand.
" Uck," he said aloud, the baby just giggled at the funny sound coming from his mouth.
James looked before him and saw many fallen trees that the storm must have destroyed. As he scanned the forest, a sudden bright color flashed his eye. It was the color of red as he went closer to it; he saw that the red was the color of a dress, the rest of it however was underneath a fallen tree. It finally dawned on James that a woman was probably underneath the tree too. He looked under it and saw a familiar face.
TO BE CONTINUED......
Just kidding :)
James then recognized the face to be that of the women from the picture in the cabin. Then that means, this babies mother is dead. James scoled himself when he almost smiled at this news. I mean the woman was dead, but this meant that he could take care of the small life he now held in his arms.
" I know you don't understand me, but your momma is dead, so I'm going to take care of you from now on." James told the baby who giggled as he placed his finger on her nose.
" I guess if we're going to be together, then you should at least have a name." James continued, " but what should I call you?" James thought for a while about different names, as he got up from his position on the ground and continued walking to find a way out of the forest and hopefully into the town. Suddenly the perfect name hit him like a stone.
" I know!" James said so suddenly that the baby opened her eyes wide in fear and curiosity. "Your name shall be Hope Elizabeth! Hope because the cabin I found you in gave me hope to carry on, and Elizabeth because that's my best friend Jessie's favorite name other than her own." Hope smiled and James smiled back.
Jessie, I hope she and Meowth are okay, they're probably wondering what happened to me, James thought. The journey out of the forest took longer than James had expected and now, he too was just as hungry as Hope. Now, if he could just figure out how to get to the town........
Seriously this time it's TO BE CONTINUED....
So, how did everyone like this story? I know it was probably pretty boring in the beginning. But the next parts are going to be much better. I'm planning on writing the next part soon, unless no one liked it, so please review! This took me a pretty long time to write, actually, it was more of the fact that I'm working on 4 pokemon fanfics at the same time. I just get caught up in my ideas is all... well, review please!!
Disclamer: I don't own the Team Rocket trio or anything else pokemon in this story. I do own the song and the character of Hope though.
If you want to read my other fanfiction stories A Long Way Back and it's sequal. Those two stories are much better than this one and is based on all of the characters of pokemon.