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Alright guys, this is NOT chapter 3. I already started on that one yesterday but couldn't access my computer at all today. So I just decided to do a different version from Chapter 2, one from Strela's POV. There was already a part in the 2nd chapter that was from her POV but I decided to elaborate on that, so I'll just remove it from there and put it in this version.

Oh and review please! There are plenty of people reading but none are actually reviewing.

Chapter 2b

(Strela's POV)

One month before the events of Chapter 1, somewhere in Viridian city...

I found myself being stuck once again. Stuck in a vast world of… nothingness, really. "This… This has happened before." I thought to myself, before being startled by what sounded like liquid dropping down on the ground. It didn't take me long to realize that the liquid was in fact dropping onto my head, as it started running down by it. It was a red and sticky. Really disgusting actually. I wanted to move away but couldn't as it felt like I was being held in place by some unknown force. There was a pool of the liquid starting to form below me as it kept dropping on my head. It was driving me completely crazy as my head was starting to hurt from the constant dripping. The liquid just kept coming and I couldn't get away from it as I was still immobilized. I was starting to panic and wanted to scream but found myself unable to.

Fortunately, I woke up after this. I let out a quiet yelp as I looked around the room still panicking at what had happened just before. Then let out a loud sigh as I realized it had just been another damn nightmare.

"For the love of Arceus." I muttered, still breathing heavily. "These dreams are really getting annoying."

I looked around the room once more and saw that Nick was nowhere to be seen, which probably meant that he had already gone downstairs and started working again. Skunker, on the other hand, was still fast asleep and snoring loudly. "Lazy bastard." I thought to myself. Skunker always slept fast and for long periods of time. In fact, in the month that he had been living with us, he was always the last one to wake up. And if he were to wake up early for once, he would always stay on his quilt as he was too lazy to get up.

I decided to get up and headed for the kitchen to see what Nick was up to. I didn't have to wait too long for the answer to that question as I heard him taking a shower as I passed by the bathroom.

"Whoa, he must have woken up pretty late today." I thought to myself. It was unusual for him to get up this late, but I suspected that all the work he had been doing the last few weeks may have taken their toll at last.

I entered the kitchen and went to sit onto the beanbag that Nick had put there for me. I loved beanbags, they were so comfy and fun to sit on. This is why I asked Nick to get one for ourselves, as the one I used to sit on belonged to a friend of Nick's and was still over at the old apartment we used to share with him. I sat there enjoying the comfort for another 10 minutes or so before Nick stepped into the kitchen. I glanced over to him and gave him a nod to greet him.

"Mornin', Strela." he said with a smile as he nodded back at me.

I used telepathy to answer as I couldn't speak humespeak and asked him if he had had a goodnight's sleep.

"Slept like a rock. You?"

"I've had better nights, had some bad dreams." I said while thinking back at that nightmare I had had.

"Again? That's been happening a lot since we moved here." He said with a concerned look.

"Yes, it's getting a tad bit annoying actually, having these frightening dreams almost every night. Hard to get properly rested this way." I said while giving out a sigh. It was the truth; it was really hard to get some decent resting done while being constantly awoken by these nightmares.

"It might help if you told me what those dreams are about, you know." He said, trying to press onto the subject.

"Nah, dreams are unimportant anyways, it's probably just the change of environments that's causing them." I retorted with a shrug. I really didn't feel like elaborating onto my nightmares so I decided to start talking about something else. "Now where the heck is that Skuntank? He's still sleeping?"

He seemingly decided to drop the subject and started walking over to the fridge. "Guess so, you know how much he values his rest. We can already get ourselves some breakfast though." he said, while taking out some food.

I smiled at this, glad that he decided to stop trying to get any more answers out of me. "Good idea, I'm starving."

Whilst eating breakfast, we were joined by a certain Skuntank who finally decided to get up. (Presumably because he had smelled the food that had been taken out of the fridge. Food is one of the few things for which Skunker will get up from his quilt.)

"Morning, gorgeous." He said with a smirk on his muzzle.

I rolled my eyes at hearing this. He would always call my gorgeous, mostly to piss me off but also because he was a complete dick who called everyone by nicknames. (Gorgeous for me, Slave for Nick and, if I recall correctly, postie for the postman.) I scowled at him and spoke up. "First of all, yes I am gorgeous. Heck, anything looks better compared to you. Secondly, is this some kind of a competition where you get out of bed as late as you can? Seriously, you seem to sleep longer and deeper for every day that passes by."

He kept that smirk up, even while talking. "You know it!" he exclaimed, before the smirk became even wider. "Oh and by the way, you're even cuter when you get angry."

"I hate you, Skunker" I said with a sigh.

"Well, I still like you, gorgeous." He said before turning his back on me and started eating.

I simply glared at him after that till I heard Nick let out a chuckle, I turned to look at him and used telepathy to see what he thought that was so funny.

"Typical for Skunker to just not give a shit about anything and mind his own business." He thought loud enough for me to pick it up.

"Maybe you shouldn't have accepted him in, boss." I said, using telepathy once more.

Nick scowled at this, he didn't like it when I read his mind. That plus the fact I called him boss. I had been calling him boss since the early days, when we were both kits. He didn't really like it, as he thought that it sounded like he was my master or something. So I just kept calling him that way. Partially to mock him, but also because of force of habit.

"Not my fault you think out loud." I said with a wide grin.

He simply rolled his eyes at this and left the kitchen, heading for his work desk.

I finished my meal and looked over to the desk where Nick was busy working on…. Whatever it was he was working on, something with evolutions if I recalled correctly, a.k.a. something very very boring. I looked around for something interesting I could do but could only spot that lazy Skuntank, still eating like his life depended on it. I let out a sigh and headed for one of the kitchen windows and looked outside, seeing the skyline of Viridian City. It wasn't as big as Hiun City, where we used to live in the center of the metropolis, while right now we lived in a sub-urban part of the smaller Viridian City. Viridian forest wasn't that far away from here either, which was nice as I liked forests and the many life forms that inhabited them.

I did prefer living here as the place was bigger than the apartment we shared with a fellow student of Nick's school. "And now I don't need to put up with that obnoxious Pikachu Nick's friend owned. That rude, arrogant, smug little twit that kept bugging me all the time." I thought to myself before hearing a loud burp from behind me, indicating that Skunker had finished his meal. "Good to see it got a worthy replacement though." I thought to myself again, scowling.

Three days later.

Nick walked around really cheerfully that day, which probably meant that he had completed his little project with success. He walked over at me and took out my Pokéball, clicking the button and letting me get sucked into the ball. I don't know how much time I spend inside the ball as I couldn't be bothered to keep track of time, but all of the sudden I found myself to be pulled out of the ball and back into the outside world.

I looked around to see where I was and found myself to be in a room filled with cages, all of which contained Pokémon. I then glanced behind me and shook my head at the sight of Nick.

"What did you get yourself into this time, boss?" I asked him, using telepathy.

I heard the sound of footsteps behind me and saw two humans, a man and a woman, dressed in black approaching us, who had a surprised look on their faces upon seeing us.

"A whole lot of Miltank dung." Nick answered with a smirk.

"That's Nick for ya, always trying to meet every bad situation with a wry smirk, some wit, and liberal use of profanity." I thought to myself.

"Hello there!" he then said with a cheerful voice as he turned to the two humans.

"What are you doing here intruder? Explain yourself before I beat the living crap out of you!" one of them exclaimed whilst glaring at Nick.

"How rude! I should teach them some manners." I thought to myself, then using telepathy to speak to the two jerks. "Greetings. The name is Strela. And I've been sent here to fuck some shit up." I said with a smirk.

They winced at my telepathic threat and reached for their own Pokéballs, sending the Pokémon out inside them. Three of them, two purple rat things and one purple bat thing, materialized in front of me.

"Golbat, use Poison Sting!" the woman yelled out. After which the bat thing, which I now knew was called a Golbat, moved in and shot out a load purple needles from its huge mouth.

"Ha, I'll send those right back!" I exclaimed, while preparing myself to use psychic. The needles were put to a halt as they lit up in a blue glow, before I sent them back to the bat thing, who tried to dodge them but was too slow and got hit pretty badly.

I heard Nick shout out a warning and saw how the two purple rats were both charging in on me. I managed to put up a barrier that both Pokémon slammed into, after which they looked dazed by the blow. I saw my chance and took it, using psychic once more. This time however, I aimed at the two rats and lifted them both into the air. They tried to struggle back but were knocked unconscious when I smashed them against one of the cages.

The bat thing proved to be more annoying then I thought as it was back into play, this time using its Air Cutter to attack. I easily dodged them by jumping up into the air, after which I put my hands together and started to focus my energy to them. A silver colored ball was starting to form and just before it reached it's maximum size I yelled "Eat this! Flash cannon!" I fired the beam at the bat and he was hit straight on, the force of the attack smashing it into the wall behind it this time knocking him out cold.

"That takes care of that." I heard Nick say.

I didn't turn around to look at him as I was too busy glaring at the two, now scared looking, humans. They returned their Pokémon and started making a run for it, something I couldn't allow. I used another Psychic to stop them from running and leaped forward smashing a double Dizzy punch simultaneously into the back of their heads, knocking both of them unconscious.

"Gotta love Dizzy punch." I said after turning back to Nick.

"Impressive, they couldn't get a single hit down." He praised me.

"Well, they were obviously not trained or raised well." I countered in all my humbleness.

"Contrary to your vast amount of battle experience from sitting at home all day every day." He teased with a grin.

"Ha ha. Aren't you the comedian." I said whilst rolling my eyes.

"I have my moments." he replied with a grin. "Now, let's get moving. These cages won't open up themselves."

We started searching for a way to open up the cages so we could release these poor bastards, when Nick spoke up again. "There must be a switch around here somewhere that will open those cages up, so keep your eyes open."

It didn't take me long to find the switch and pulled it after which a beep sounded and the cages opened up. "Found it!" I yelled as the Pokémon were getting out their cages.

"I can't believe the Rockets still haven't noticed my absence and escape."

"The Rocke-? " I tried to ask before being cut off by an alarm that went off and an obnoxiously loud voice started speaking through some speakers on one of the walls.

"Warning! Security breach detected! This is not a drill!" it exclaimed.

"Good job at jinxing us, boss." I said while frowning at him.

"Arceusdammit. Nothing is ever simple, is it?" Nick said with a weary sigh.

The Pokémon, enjoying their newly found freedom, were already running out of the room presumably trying to get out of this place, which seemed like a good idea. Nick went over to the table and picked up his coat and hat, before leaving the room with me following behind him.

"We need to find the exit, quickly."

"Let's get moving then." I chimed in. I still wasn't too sure of what exactly was going on, but we were in some deep trouble. That was for sure.

We made our way through the facility and saw how many of the newly freed Pokémon were attacking more of the same black clothed humans. The alarm was still going and there were some small fires going on which probably came from all the fighting.

"Keep moving, boss." I pressed, as I saw Nick waver at the sight of this.

"Right! That way!" He shouted while pointing at one of the many doors in this complex.

We were running through a hallway as a door from the left side was suddenly opened up and a man stepped out.

"Mr. Hale, how annoying." He said, with a cold and emotionless voice.

"Uh-oh, here comes trouble." I said, being a bit scared of the lack of emotion in the man's voice.

The man reached for two Pokéballs on his belt and sent out the Pokémon inside them. Two rabbit-like Pokémon who looked strikingly similar to each other materialized in front of us, both trying taking on intimidating battle positions. (I was totally not impressed by them by the way. I knew I could take them out with ease)

"Surrender and perhaps you shall be spared." The man said while glaring at us.

"I can take them boss, this wont be problem." I said while glancing over at Nick.

"Yeah, I'm more of the 'kick-your-ass-and-get-away-with-it' kinda guy anyway." He said with a chuckle.

"Very well Mr. Hale, You leave me no choice. Rhino, Rhina, take care of this nitwit."

Both Pokémon followed this rude order and started charging at me in a similar way the two purple rat things had done. I knew these two things were too powerful for me to stop with a barrier so instead I just jumped up to dodge them. They were faster than expected however as they reached me before I could jump up and slammed into me with full force, sending me flying backwards into the floor.

"Oh, it's on now." I said, starting to get pissed off.

"Looks like you could use a hand though." Nick said while reaching for the other Pokéball on his belt. "Skunker, stand-by for battle!" he yelled out while throwing it. Skunker came out of the ball and looked around him trying to figure out where the heck he was. I then saw the two Rabbit things charging in again, both heading towards the Skuntank.

"Oh no you don't!" I said as I used Psychic to lift the two bastards up and smashing them into a wall. It didn't seem like they were going to recover from that for a while.

"How do you like them apples?" I said with smirk.

All of the sudden I felt a sharp pain in my back and screamed out in pain. I turned around to look at the source and saw how Skunker was standing behind me with a grin on his muzzle.

"Sorry, gorgeous." He said with a snippy tone in his voice.

"What. The. Heck?" I yelled out, completely enraged by his attitude "You get shits and giggles from hitting your own friends or something?"

"Skunker! Watch it dammit!" I heard Nick shout out.

Skunker didn't pay attention to him, as he suddenly shot out and struck me with a shadow claw, causing me to yell out in agony.

He then started walking towards the other guy now, who had a wide grin on his face. "You see, Mr. Hale, Rocket Pokémon will never turn against their true master."

I had trouble trying to conscious and glared over at the Skuntank who still had that wide grin on his muzzle. "So that bastard is on their side? That backstabbing piece of Miltank dung betrayed us?" I thought, still enraged by the pain.

I started to concentrate all my power and started to use recover as I heard Nick run over to me. Suddenly, I was startled by the sound of a gunshot and saw the man wielding a gun which was pointed at Nick. I glanced over at him and saw how he was holding his hand on his stomach while he fell to his knees. I yelled out Nick's name as I saw him starting to cough up some blood as he fell into a pool of his own blood. I went over and carefully approached him as I saw the pool of blood he was lying in was increasing in size.

"Strela..." he said in a weak voice. I was struggling not to cry as I eyed the small wound in his stomach, blood pouring out of it.

"I'm sorry but I don't think I'll-" He started.

"Don't say that Nick! Just hang in there, please!" I yelled as I fought back more tears.

He wanted to say something more but instead started coughing up blood again, covering me slightly in it. The warm liquid made me wince as I sat up and looked myself over.

A red, sticky liquid…

I could hear the man behind us snickering. "You should've gone for option one, Hale. Doesn't matter anymore now that you're bleeding to death though." He mocked.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" I shouted while shaking my head violently.

Nick tried lifting his hand once again, but simply lacked the energy to do so. "Farewell Strela…" he finally said while slipping away, dropping his head gently back to the floor.

"No Arceusdammit! Don't leave me here Nick! Nick!" I shouted out before going silent again whilst looking at my deceased master.

"He's gone." I heard Skunker say while I was still looking at Nick's body in disbelief. "There's nothing you can do anymore, Strela"

"No…" I said quietly whilst turning around to face the Skuntank "No. There is something I can do. I'm going to fucking murder you. Right here, right now." I now yelled out while firing a Flash canon at the Skuntank. It nearly hit, but the Dark type was able to dodge the attack last second. He fired a Dark pulse at me, which I could have easily dodged in normal circumstances, but I was completely out of my element and it caused me to get hit hard by the attack. I was flung back into the wall and collapsed to the floor. The pain was back and the Recover wasn't helping me anymore. I just had endured too much damage, both physical and emotional, to keep on going. I was on the edge of passing out as I saw the man walk over to Nick's body and pick up my Pokéball, while Skunker was simply staring at me.

"Well at least we got something out of this mess." I heard the man say before pointing the Pokéball at me and sucking me in to it.

After this, everything just went dark.

There, another 3600 word chapter. Took me longer than I expected, but I'm glad I did this.

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