Chapter 11 - Rude Awakenings

In a dark shrubb in a near consealed resturant in a tropical location near the city and surrounded by mountains and a country-side. There in the grass, hiding in the damp dew; sat a girl, no older than eleven; that spat on to her pale, blue cargo pants and on her dull looking white, torn, Mightyena print shirt; holding her pig-tail styled hair, in a shallow attempt to hide in the bushes from an evil that haunts her for stealing their bread in a pityful attempt to earn a method of finding food for the evening.

This girl was ordinary in almost every respect exept, her life had turned for the worst since she was kidnapped by Teen Rocket, after it was found that they had already stolen all of her Pokemon. She was shaking as a leaf in the breeze, as she replayed the horror in head of what they did to her as she had first tried to escape and just prayed and hoped that noone else would ever have to go through their Dome Racket ever again.

She had been very with-drawn from people and usually stays in the shadows, stealing what she wanted and making a break for it. What she didn't know is that they wanted to help the person that only steals bread and water and wanting to honestly know why she always acts so afraid. The damp was cousing some uncomfortability and she shifted slightly as she groped on the bread and the small bottle of water in her sweating palms and dirty nails. Her eyes skulked the horizon, searching near the sunrise, wondering if the victims of her silent theivery would be following her.

She unconciously scratched the bottom of her bare feet and quickly cleaned her hands and feet in the passing stream that was hidden behind a shrub of bushes located directly behind her, and started her breakfast. She pondered for a few seconds on where to find lunch. Then her thoughts violently shot back to what the Rockets did to her for the years that she was held captive in their Dome.

The Rocket Dome Racket is the Teen Rocket's entertainment and training base; it is known as the Racket because of the noise that they make every day as they 'entertain' the captives (suicides have been noted to happen because of the 'entertainment'). They kidnap trainers of varying experiance and shove them in to a battle against Teen Rocket members that want to train. The Dome is spherical and about as high as two Tyrannitar and as wide as three Snorlax. It is built as an arena, with its oval shape and surrounding seats. There are no markings on the ground to show who stands where. The groung is etched with scratches, scars and skid marks, showing the power and suffering that has gone through the ground and that has been met on this showground. There are two open areas, representing doorways. The lights high above that are powered by Lanturn and other lumination Pokemon, seem to glow beams of bright white energy at the ground below, leaving the spectators in darkness.

The breeze was picking up and she decided to go and 'visit' the only resturant in the desolate area. She scurried through the large and intimidating building, scratching and searching for food. Alas after what had felt as hours, she had located a large and heavy pot, that was filled to the brim with spagetti.

"Odd, they normally have empty pots..." she mumbled to herself as she grappled the deep pot and took it with her to the eating area. She found the neatest table with the cutlery already laid out for her and searved for herself and over indulged. Something had caught her eye that was twitching in the corner of the room.

She had already had a few mouth fulls and curiousity had long taken over and she instinctively approached. She stared down at an unconciuos boy that looked as though he was paling everytime she looked, almost dead. She couldn't see his chest moving and thought for the worst. She glanced down at his belt and saw four Poke balls lined neatly and saddened at the fact that his Pokemon are going to go on without a trainer, because of his current and now permanent state.

She reached down to the boy who was wearing a dazzling white shirt and black dress pants, but the feture that had caught her intrest was the cut digging in his face. It was clearly made from a sword or very sharp blade and without realising it, she traced the scar with her index finger, from just above his right eyebrow until next to his mouth. She was now sitting on her knees looking with an extremely childish glare plastered on her face, with both hands resting firmly on her cargo pants. She was slowly tilting her head side to side with her mind throwing blanks back to the unasked questions.

She pulled off his belt and removed the Poke balls from it,'I haven't felt one of these in my hands in years; it's just so nice.' She thought slowly growing a smile. "I wonder if he is dead?" She said aloud poking him gently on his hard, still chest.

Almost instantly returned her concern to the Poke balls in her lap. "Maybe I should take them for myself..."

x-x

In the carrage van that our well dressed, but rather shaken trainers arre being transported in, they finally begin to rise. Shane and Lauren were the first and they started by wiping the sleep from their eyes and greeting each other and the ties that bind them together.

The plastic bindings were tight and rubbery. much too tight to for them to reach their Poke balls or as they had just realised their now missing Poke balls.

"What happened? All I remember seeing is Don colapsing!" Shane nearly shouteed as she struggled to see through the blur obstructing his vision." Where are we or were are we going?" He struggled to say as he looked around using the best peripheral vision he would muster under the trying circumstances and the headbrace holding him down.

"We have all been kidnapped by Teen Rocket. We are in a delivery van that is probably diguised as a milk truck although noone has used them for years. They are most likely going to gas us again beforew we reach our final destination and they will use us in a way that they seem fit. May it be through battles of their own disgusting personal gain or desire." Lauren said blankly in a matter-of-fact tone nodding as she finished with a rather peeved glare on her face. Shane just sat (not like he can do much else in the transpotation tin) with his mouth gaping wide.

"How do you know all of this?" He asked with an exaperated expression.

"I've been kinapped a few times and have done some jobs from the undesirables." She said shrugging as the other woke.

Everyone seemed uneasy as they heard Shane's iteration of what had happened and what had been explained, gently keeping out about what Lauren had said about her murky past. After trial and error in the van of an attempt at escape they had all returned to their prone and uncomfortable position and sat in silence.

The stillness was shaken by a few coughs and slight shifting, but was broken by Marly who was tied up in the corner behind Josie," Is Don dead? He was poisoned wasn't he, and none of us could help him. He must still be in that place lying on the cold floor... Is he dead?" She inquired soft and near silently, and started to sob at the thought.

Even with those words, noone could offer anything that might help. They were bound down on metal seats; chained up by a pink plastic 'rope' that surrounded them and held their hands and knees together. They had rather in a delayed notion, started to notice that they weren't wearing the same clothes as last night, but rather Teen Rocket outfits; with pink and blue splattered on their own respective (and colourful [mind you]) ensemble.

But their biggest concern was where they were headed and why they were taken and not harmed. "Maybe they want to perform some serious and danderous experiments on us that will mutate us into Pokemorfs!" Will said said darkly. The others just gaped and wondered if it was realistic.

"Don't say that; you're scaring me!" Rose said with a sad face and struggled in vain to escape," If we get out of here I'm going to get you!" She threatened as Will pulled a face and stuck his tongue out.

"Goodnight Children!" a gruff, dark voice said through the speaker on the wall of their small, metal room as pink smoke was spewed across the silver chamber. The group became drowsy and drifted off into wonderland as the voice laughed through the shadows.

x-x

"Touch my Pokemon and you're dead!" Don thretened as he slowly rose with blood dripping from his jaw; he was probably cut by one of the table edges as he collapsed. He slowly sat up on the hardwood floor and wiped the fatigue from his eyes." They don't like it when strangers touch them, theif." He simply said as he noticed the blood and wiped it off his face.

"I'm no theif! I was just admiring them! I, I'm sorry." She said angrily as she handed a gloved hand towards him to help him up, but she quickly withdrew it when she saw blood dripping from beneath his nails. He looked at them and dropped down and slowly pulled himself back up.

He looked around the room to see something interesting, but only saw a dark-haired girl with pony-tails, an angry looking shirt that bore teeth, a plain thin figure and blue cargo pants with people with pitch-forks and torches in the backround just outside the window screaming kill the witch. Wait what! There were angry people outside the wooden doors, but a single boy entered who looked about Don's age (black tank top and dark blue shorts that covered a large array of well built muscles, dark eyes and black hair [not styled] and no shoes on his feet, just socks) with what was far from a happy face and a Hitmontop, Hitmonlee and Hitmonchan, next to him with flaming/ frozen appendages.

The Pokemon seemed to already know what to do and they stormed in and attacked the girl without warning or reprieve. Don acted quicklly after the first few strikes and stopped one of the Pokemon and faltered to the ground with a limp leg, leaving him wondering what kind of damage has he taken while he was out. His fingers were so knumbed out and stiff that he couldn't use or pull out a Pokeball so he had to defend the strange girl himself, but first he had to find out why they were attacking her.

"Who are you and why are you attacking this little girl?" Don angrivly asked as he knelt on one knee remembering that Teen Rocket had also stolen his sword.

"Why do you care you weak little man?" The rude, smug man said as he sized up Don and noticed that he was slightly taller. His dark eyes seemed to blanket the room and surround it with a cold energy. "What do you care about this theiving girl?"

The girl dropped her head and muttered," S#!t!"

Don gave her a dark glare and turned back to the big guy," That is no reason to attack a girl! Why don't you just get officer Jenny and get her arrested for theft, because this is assault and I won't stand for this!"

"Ha ha! It doesn't look like you can stand at all." He joked sarcastically," Jenny won't arrest her because she doen't officially exist! She is just trouble and must be stopped for good and so will anyone that dares stand in my way of smearing this theif across the planet!" The man shouted as he took a fighting stance.

"Fine then, if its a fight you want then thats what you'll get! Ngha!" Don staggered up and raised his right arm in front of his face in defence and his left hand on his side, with his palms open (not like it's a choice) facing his foes.

"Need help?" a voice said in his head. Don looked around and shook his head, shrugging and brushing it off as a side effect of the poison. He seperated his legs to gain balance and looked at his opponants one at a time. Punching, kicking and balance, these were the main attack points in his enemies and he hoped to remember how to counter it, because it has been ages since he had fought a Pokemon.

They ran forward and took quick-weak shots that Don dodged easily and countered by slapping their faces and using his fingers to jab their guts; but with one quick flaming foot he was shot back and left with a burning chest and a flaming shirt meeting his now bleeding nose.

x-x

When the group had awoken they were met by a lady with a glowing smile and pink hair (nurse Joy), behind solid bars of steel in a confined room. with one extra body with them. He had flat back hair, blue shirt, green pants, black sneakers, he simply introduced himself as Got A Ticker. They had greeted as they all realised that they were all in the same boat.

"I'm sorry to say this to you just after meeting you, but you have a snitch in your midst and I will not explain what this place is until you get rid of the backstabber." Gat simply said hile pointing at 'Rose'." He name is Ivvanna and she is an insergence agent working for Team Rocket, she betrayed our group and stole our Pokemon! And I don't like Rocket scum!"

Everyone, shocked looked back at Rose/ Ivvanna to see what she had to say about these allegations, but she simply smiled and tried to talk her way out of it," I don't know what you are talking about little man and how dare you call me a scum Gat!" She said with a posh accent and quickly put her hand infront of her mouth as she realised that she had just said his name. "Oops!"

"Go away now! Gaurd!" Gat called as a guard came and bowed before Rose as she angrily started swearing as she walked out." And don't come back!"

"Wow; that was hectic! At least now we know how we were caught. What is this place?" Ty asked curiously as she scanned his surroundings," Is there a way out of here?"

Gat beemed," I'm glad you asked that because I have excellent escape plans. One that my friend used and one that I made. First you must know that this place is in Hoenn, or at least that is where they caught me. A friend said that this place is in Sinnoh because that is where they got him. But this other guy said it was Oblivia, but I'm not sure..." He trailed off, but was reminded by Josie that they still don't know what is happening. "Yes this is Teen Rockets Racket base."

"Why is it called Racket?"

"Well, they usually have band practice here." Gat shivered," And they're not too good at it." He took a moment to gather his thoughts then continued." This is one of their biggest training bases and I know, because I've been through quite a few. They kidnap people and put them in a battle with a random, stolen pokemon against some of their trainees or pro's in the battle scene. The gaurds work in tandem on shifts and I think I've figured out the perfect time to make an escape, but the problem is that someone needs to be batttling to escape out the back door and they must jump down the waterfall, while the other group must go in the opposite direction and make their way through the pipe-lines in the toilets or through the window in the bosses quarters and across a tiny guarded bridge and out the main door."

They all listened to what he said ad asked him to explain in detail on the routes and they made smaller groups to escape with, little did they know, there was more than one backstabber in their group.

x-x

"Do you want help, because Arceus knows, you need it. I wouldn't mind taking over for you." The odd voice said again to Don as he was stomped on yet again by the great force of the three evolved Pokemon, Leaving his blood laying everywhere around them. Don groggily nodded.

A/N So the chapter ended slightly off, but I got what I wanted out there. Sorry for the delay, but that will be sorted out soon. So who do you think the traitor is, a clue: It's not Maya (because that is too obvious). Who will make it out? Who won't make it and will Don die before the end of the battle? Find the answeres to this and more, next tine on RotD!

Ok I just need to know what you can use as a medium to compare you OC to. eg. Tyler - Byakuya (Bleach). It was supposed to be part of the plot, but much later on. I need a medium who serves as a stand in or concious (forgive my spelling).

Next Chapter: Chapter 12 Dante's Awakening!