The Story of Silver Ketchum
Chapter 5- The Underground
Daenae Malcom. The name would mean nothing to most people. But ask the right people about the "Malcom" part, and you just might get a reaction. But, of course, now you're asking "Who is this person?"
Daenae swiveled in her chair, turning to face the monitor that had slid down from the ceiling behind her. She pushed a button, and a video from one of her surveillance cameras came into view. A video she was very interested in.
In case you're wondering what this video showed, it was a recording of the battle between Silver and Amanda which you've hopefully read about. Daenae had been watching Silver for almost all the time she had been a Pokémon trainer. She sat stonily through the recording, recalling bitterly her days of Pokémon training. As Silver and Mew rejoiced after their victory, Daenae remembered how much like Silver she had been, lucky, full of talent, with loving Pokémon and many friends.
Daenae regretted most of her past life. As a young girl, her unusually deep, masculine voice had caused her to receive much teasing and become quiet and withdrawn. But when she began to become one of the most powerful young Pokémon trainers in the world, no one laughed at her any more. It was said that she could beat any and all trainers. Daenae could, and did so regularly. This gave her much respect, but also gained her a lot of unseen, jealous enemies. Once she reached the Pokémon League Tournament, her rivals had devised a horrible plan to cause her complete humiliation. As she reached the final battle with the leader of the League, her Pokémon were switched with ones that were trained to disobey her. As she called her first Pokémon into battle, a Rhydon, it turned on her and used its most devastating attacks on her, something her enemies had never planned on happening. She was rushed to a hospital, and was released months later with no major damage except to her vocal cords, leaving her already comic voice raspy- permanently. Daenae had fled into hiding, eventually regaining control over the sad remainders of Team Rocket and hardening them into an unbeatable band of evil Pokémon trainers. But she never allowed any of them to know her first name, or to see her face. She was only known as "Malcom" now.
When the video switched off, Daenae pushed a button on the control panel next to her. "Send in Lieutenant Saunders," she ordered into the intercom.
Mere seconds later, a short man with thinning hair tiptoed nervously into the dark room. "Y-y-you c-called, m-m-master?" he stuttered with fear.
"Yes, Saunders. I have an important mission for you. It's so easy, even an idiot like you should be able to pull it off." Daenae pushed another button, and a freeze-frame shot of Silver popped onto the screen. "This girl could be our ticket to world domination. She has immense talent, and her Pokémon are strong."
"S-so I'm supposed t-to steal h-her P-p-pokémon?" Saunders suggested, hopefully.
"Fool! Hasn't the demise of Team Rocket taught you anything? It doesn't work to steal the Pokémon from their trainers and try to battle with them! They won't obey you!"
"S-so what's m-my m-mission, m-m-master?"
"FIND HER." Daenae hissed. "Find her and bring her to me."
To Be Continued
(Now didn't I do a good job of explaining?)