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Missy breathed in slowly as she regained consciousness. She was laying on her back. Her head was lax and tilted on a pillow, arms at her side. She didn't open her eyes and chose to remain limp.
With a tiny twitch of her finger, she felt the bed below her. Soft sheets and a firm mattress below her. She wondered if she had made it back to the tardis. She focused on the controls for a moment, but she couldn't grasp them.
Ninetails, can you hear me? she asked.
When no answer came, she reached out again, but the was no reply from the fox.
With that, her mind went rampant with a slurry of profanities.
After a bit, she calmed herself and thought over the problem.
She had been in pursuit of Celebi and when the master ball failed. Then the pokemon disappeared in a flash of blue and white light. Recalling what she had learned about the pokemon she knew it was not a fixed point in time.
The information the tardis provided was very clear. There were limited rules when it came to capturing pokemon. The only pokemon that weren't catch-able were those owned by a trainer.
Going back to Celebi the tardis informed her that Ilex Forest was a common place to spot the pokemon, ninetails had told her this as well. There was a good possibility that Team Rocket also had this information.
The whole issue with Team Rocket was the fact that they were there on the same day, at the same time she was. It was too much of a coincidence.
They couldn't have known she was after Celebi. Of course, it didn't matter what she was after they were looking for her. When they encountered there was already a bounty on her.
It was a hefty bounty. She was astonished that the team leader would be so upset about a loss that he would want her captured. Then again he knew she was a time traveler, perhaps he was after something else. Whatever it was she was fairly certain she was going to find out very soon.
She thought it over some more. How could they have been in the same place at the exact same time?
An image of men dressed in red suits came to mind. It was followed by Lysandre's. He had to be the person responsible for this. For whatever reason, he was trying to eliminate her through Team Rocket.
Recalling what she had seen when she arrived they were both at war with each other. Considering the state of the world they could have already been at war with each other for some time, but she didn't think that was the case.
Team Rocket clearly didn't have the technology to time travel.
Lysandre did, but if they were fighting one another Team Rocket wouldn't exist. Why would he go through all of this trouble to use another organization to do his bidding? The only viable reason she could think of was that he didn't want them to know they existed.
If that was true it meant there was a traitor in Team Rocket. Someone had led them to the right place and the right time. Now that she was finally captured and out of Lysandre's way she was no longer a threat.
It also made her a sitting duck. If he and his team attacked her location he could take out two birds with one stone. Feeling the pressure of her realization she decided it was time to get up.
Missy opened her eyes and took in her new surroundings. The room was well lit. She shut her eyes before she slowly adjusted to the light.
After a couple of minutes, she opened her eyes and took a look around. The cell was small and didn't consist of much. Four barren walls, a door, a toilet, a sink, and the bed she was resting on.
She checked her hair. It was somewhat of a mess. After some quick finger work, she placed it up once more.
She took a look around the room and noticed a scarlet book on the floor. Then noticed a small dome camera in the corner of the room. The camera was trained on her, she was the center of attention.
She decided to make the most of it and said, " You know where I'm from this could be considered a form of flirting. "
She wasn't surprised when no answer came, so she moved on to the other curiosity in the room. Missy picked up the book titled: Mythical Pokemon and Legendary Trainers, then sat back down.
A bookmark stuck out from the spine. She took a seat back on the bed and opened the book to the marked page. Inside was an illustration of her dressed in red robes with a scepter in her hand. Her shiny ninetails at her side.
Missy looked at the picture and muttered, " They almost got it right."
The Mistress
The Legend of the Mistress has been told throughout the ages. She was wildly regarded as the first pokemon trainer. A renowned warrior remembered for her efforts in The Pokemon War. According to the many tales told she fought every battle with her scepter and faithful companion, a shining ninetails.
The Mistress's story began on a mid-summer day, more than a thousand years ago. She arrived at a village under siege by a great dragon pokemon Hydreigon.
The townspeople had prayed for someone to end the dragon's blight. On that day, Arceus answered their prayers, he sent The Mistress to stop the dragon's plunder of their resources.
She and ninetails heroically fought the pokemon. Together they defeated the dragon with the greatest of ease. In her honor, the village was named after the beast she defeated, The Village of Dragons.
It is widely believed that Arceus called upon her once more during the Pokemon War. She was known as The Mistress Champion of Arceus. During The Great Pokemon War, The Mistress fought in a key battle, The Battle of Vale. Once more The Mistress and ninetails fought a legion of pokemon. Led by an ancient arcanine and zapdos rumored to desire the end of all humanity. The Mistress used her scepter and fought them with great vigor.
After the great battle, those who challenged her lost their opposition. It is said that she single handily ended the battle. Shortly after she retreated to the plateaus-
She flipped the pages to the cover title A publication of Lumiose Press 1947.
Missy fanned through the book's pages. She caught glimpses of depictions of different legends. In the back was a list of many authors and references. Despite all of her efforts, she failed to find the author of her story.
The door slowly began to slide open. Her eyes shot over to the sound. Missy glared at the two men that stood in the doorway. They were both wearing black uniforms with a red R emblazoned on them. She noticed one of them was holding a set of thick handcuffs, the other had a stun gun aimed at her.
" Our Boss wants a word with you," a guard demanded.
Missy glared at them for a moment. The pair said nothing in turn. They both stood and watched her ready to take action.
She considered hypnotizing them but decided against it. She was cautiously curious, what was he after? He had gone so far as to make this capture even fighting himself. She could respect that if anything else.
Besides she had other problems. The world was ending escape would not be quick. Judging by the look of things, it wouldn't be an easy one. She had been in this situation before and the escape plan alone would take more than ten days to complete. With things the way they were she was going to have to do something else.
She took a breath and casually set the book aside. " Alright, let's go."
They waited for her to stand up. They were hesitant to approach after she turned her back. She remained cooperative and allowed them to put her in the restraints.
The lock hummed before they set into place, they were electric. She cringed, that was going to be a challenge to pick.
She made every effort to hide her agitation. When they stepped out she began to take note of her surroundings.
They escorted her down a narrow passage there were a few other doors all on her right she listened as she carried on, but she could hear no other signs of life. They reached the end of the hall and approached an elevator.
They stopped one of the guards pressed the button. The doors open and they step in. Missy glanced over the floors. B-9 - R. The buttons for eight and nine need a key. She noted the current floor number was B-9. The guard pressed the B-3 button, they took a moderate trip up.
Missy glanced to her left there was a wall they turned left and started walking. The hallway was lined with oak doors, all of them were closed. They continued to walk at the end of the hall there was a set of closed rosewood doors. She suspected that's where they were going, and was proven right when they stopped short of them.
The guard opened the door for her and said," Go on."
Missy stepped into the office and was greeted by a large desk and vacant chair. She took in the room and noticed a flat-screen television mounted on the far wall, the black screen on a computer monitor accompanied by a keyboard. There was a plush seat ahead of her so she took a seat.
Then she closed her eyes and focused beyond the room. There wasn't a way out of this, the tardis was out of reach. She called out to ninetails again but had no luck.
She took a deep breath and started to go over her other problems. She knew time was running out and being captured was the least of her problems. The world was close to ending, her only hope for recharging the tardis managed to escape, and she could only see one way to save her lives.
The sound of the door opening broke her thoughts. A man dressed in a black suit entered. His persian was in perfect stride with him. Missy recognized him instantly from the battle. He glared at her as he took his seat. She remained calm and looked back.
" Still think I'm incapable?" he asked.
Missy gave a half-smile. " Is that what this is about?"
He coldly glared at her. " You never answered my question." He gently stroked the cat as he asked, " Who are you?"
" Evidently a legend," Missy paused to gauge his reaction. He was not amused, so she pressed on, " You know who I am, the names Missy. "
" Who do you work for?"
Her brow raised with the question. " I work for myself."
He picked up the remote to his television. Missy looked over as he turned it on. The image of her two hearts was displayed on the screen. Surprised by this revelation Missy discarded the emotion. Instead, she remained expressionless and looked back at him.
" The amount of tranquilizer you took should have killed you on the spot. One of my top scientists became curious when he listened to your heart rate. One hundred and fifty-two beats per minute. He was sure you were about to die," he said as he pressed play.
Missy watched her hearts beat for a moment as he continued, " So he checked and was intrigued by this discovery. He would love to learn more about you."
He turned off the television, he had ignited a fire inside of her. It showed when she fiercely looked back at him. He intently watched her, his glare was overpowering but she forced herself to remain firm.
He was cunning for a human, she found his lack of detail the most interesting. She needed to know where they were in his timeline.
She kept her cool as she pressed on, " Power and force, I can see you've learned something. How long has it been since our last encounter?"
He seemed taken aback by the question, it was a relief when he answered it, " Two years."
With his answer, she returned to the topic, " What are you after?"
He smirked back at her. " Let's start with your technology."
Frustrated she let out a sigh. Everyone always wants to know about her technology. " What about it?"
" It's impressive for someone who works alone," he implied.
He didn't believe her, she chose to answer carefully, " It certainly is, I stole most of it on my travels."
His eyes were filled with deep skepticism. " Stole it from who?"
Other Time Lords came to mind, but she couldn't name all of them. Let alone convince him that was the truth.
Missy rolled her eyes in disbelief. " Oh my gosh, you really don't get it. I'm a time traveler. Go to the right date and take that tech with you, next thing you know your millennia ahead of everyone else."
His eye's narrowed into a leer. " Still doesn't answer my question."
Missy exchanged the look, then said, " Other time travelers. "
He appeared bewildered by this piece of information. " So it's from the future. I looked over the device that was on your wrist. I've never seen any language like that before. What does it say?"
Missy smirked at this question. She pondered it over and recollected what she could from the back of the vortex manipulator.
" It says property of the Time Agency of the fifty-third century. Manufactured on Halafex of the Medusa Cascade," Missy explained.
She peered at him while she gauged his reaction, he was uncertain. He gently rolled his fingers over the cat's head.
He had intent in his eyes that came with a question, " Halafex, Medusa Cascade, where are these places?"
Missy could tell he was trying to read her and kept that in mind when she gave him an answer, " There light-years off, I've traveled a long way."
" You traveled the galaxy?" he asked.
" Yes and no, I traveled the universe. Not too long ago I could travel all of time and space, " Missy explained, he seemed bemused by the answer.
" That's the most ridiculous thing anyone has ever had the nerve-" he stopped himself and let out a laugh before he settled himself down. " Are you actually serious about that?"
" Of course, where I'm from we have the technology to do so." Missy thought about it for a moment. She might as well tell him, she had nothing to lose by telling the truth. " There is almost nothing that is beyond a Time Lord."
" Is that what you are. " He scoffed before he shook his head in disbelief. " A Time Lord in chains," he taunted as he looked into her eyes. " Where are you from?"
" It's not like you're believing this. Like I said my story is long, complicated, and unique," she replied.
He was quick to counter her with a demand, " You've got me interested, answer the question."
She leered at him and held back every emotion. " I'm from Gallifrey."
Missy watched him break out into laughter. When he regained his composure he said, " Now that's absurd. You actually believe these things."
He continued to laugh as Missy rolled her eyes. She glared back at him as she thought of a way to counter his arrogance.
" I know these things. Think about it a girl with two hearts, awesome technology, a time traveler, and someone who has extensive knowledge about the future. You wouldn't believe the things I've seen."
They both looked at each other. Missy could tell she's pissed him off or perhaps he took it as a direct challenge, she wasn't sure. This one was smart to be skeptical. He was being so heinous about this.
He was taunting her, like a child. Megalomaniac didn't actually know what he was going to do with her yet. It occurred to her that he was just asserting his authority.
His eyes grew curious. He appeared to be in a state of deep thought. " What does the future hold?"
Missy scoffed before her rebuttal, " What do I look like a fortune-teller?"Her eyes narrowed into his, then she continued, " That's a broad question with many answers."
He returned the look. " For this world?"
" For this world, not much. About ten days from now it ends," she replied.
He seemed somewhat amused by this. He rolled his hand as he gestured for her to go on.
" I came here about two weeks ago. That's time travel for ya. When I arrived on this world it was being destroyed by the ultimate weapon. Your organization verse another, still not sure who they are. Their leader just happens to be another time traveler," Missy explained.
He seemed to be disenchanted by the news and challenged it, " Prove it to me."
This was a bit of shock to her, so she made due, " Okay, let's start with that book. Do you remember where it came from?"
He seemed surprised by the question. The look he gave her let Missy know he had a fairly good memory of it. He looked into Missy's eyes and laughed again before he regained his composure.
" What about the book? It's not that relevant. Prove it to me, prove that the world is ending. I bet you can't because you're just dodging my invested interest," he challenged once more, but he had revealed his disdain.
Missy grasped his emotion and took the opportunity to get into his head. She conjured a mental recreation of the events she saw on the day of her arrival.
It took a moment for him to grasp what he was looking at. When he closed his eyes their minds joined.
" What in the world is this?!" he shouted as a red helicopter flew overhead.
Missy couldn't help herself, her smile brimmed as she started to explain things, " Welcome to the end of the world."
The pair looked ahead at a large pillar of light emitting from the ground hundreds of miles away. Missy glanced over at him as he gazed at the scene.
" This is Goldenrod City. I found it like this when I arrived. This happens about ten days from now," Missy explained as a red and black helicopter began to fire laser weapons at each other.
He was amazed and terrified by the destruction. " Do you know how this happened?"
Missy shrugged with the question. " Haven't quite put it all together yet. I know that time traveler Lysandre is behind it. He told me before he tried to kill me."
A blue wave of light pulsed through the sky. A powerful wind blew past them. Slowly, the world around them began to dissipate.
With things coming to a heel, Missy continued, " That's where the book comes in it's too detailed and very misleading. Time travelers use books to combat each other. I'm sure Lysandre is using you as a tool to take me out. Your people know way too much. You couldn't possibly have known I was a time traveler before my capture. How did you get that information?"
He glared back at her. " Got it in a report. If you had read that book you would have seen the clues in your history."
Missy shook her head in disappointment. " Sorry, I don't need a book to tell me that, " she paused as she looked into his eyes. " I suspect there is a traitor in your organization. This whole thing worked out too well for you. Our connection is going to end soon. Do you have a gun on you?"
The look in his eyes told her he was puzzled. " I've got one on my desk."
Missy looked at him with great confidence. " Fantastic, when we exit you up for a little murder role play?"
Puzzled, he raised a brow. " Your way too valuable for me to kill."
" Oh my gosh! Role-playing is acting instead of doing. You've missed the point." Missy stepped in front of him blocking his view. " We're running out of time. I'm willing to bet a few minutes after I've been killed things are going to get crazy."
" Why?" he asked.
" The minute I'm out of the way, you become Lysandre's next big target. Think about it, is there anyone else that could be considered a threat? " she asked. " I don't know who he's working with. As of this moment, he's re-writing history and we're both targets. This is your response in the future. Do you really think he's going to allow this to happen? It's not too late, together we can re-write history."
The scenery was turning white as objects began to disintegrate. The connection ended in a white void. Not too long after they awoke in his office. He stared back at Missy, his eyes said it all. He was uncertain about everything she had just said.
" In all of my years," he growled. " No one has anyone ever had the nerve to tell me such absurd things."
Persian was startled, the cat backed off confused and terrified. Missy's gaze widened as she stared at him. She was unable to read his intentions. Fear ripped through her hearts as he glowered at her. He had a look of fury and anger she hadn't seen in a human in a very long time. As she took in her reality she leaned back and did the only thing she could watch.