THE MYSTERY OF BABA YEGA-CHAPTER 1

By Red Star

NOTE: I do not own Pokemon and I would like everyone to give a round of applause for Dragoness for allowing me to twist around her idea a bit.

What is evil? Everyone knows that: It's vile, cruel behavior. But what everyone does not know is the meaning of Destiny. Most people believe that Destiny is what we are fated to do and there is nothing we can do to change it. I am inclined to disagree, and I am backed by the strange events which are written here.

Signed,

Dane I, Emperor of All the Russias

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Samurai and A.J. were tense as the Ka-29 flew from over the sea and into the lands of the Indigo region. Their mission, from Minister of Pokemon Anya Polosev herself, was to capture the Mew that the Minister had discovered. Upon doing so, she would decree them into the Russian Pokemon League. It was an excellent trade. A.J. fidgeted with the headband on his head, not being used to wearing any sort of headwear. The Minister had told them that the band was specially designed to shield against Psychic attacks from the Mew. He looked over at the pilot, who had a grim look of determination on his face.

NEAR PALLET TOWN

Ash Ketchum could still feel it. The Darkness. It was coming and he had failed to stop it. Ash…? asked Mewtwo, who was now floating by the shattered little body. Are you alright? He didn't answer. Instead he pushed himself up and concentrated. He began to glow with energy. Ash, no! "MMMMEEEEWWWW!!"

Mewtwo shook Ash awake. The former human looked as if he had been electrocuted, burned, and run over by a vehicle used for heavy combat. Ash, don't try it again. said the tall clone who now held Ash's limp body in his arms. You don't have enough power to kill yourself; you're not strong enough. Nediko had been watching in stunned silence, nodded. Please, Ash. You're not the Dark Mew. It couldn't be…

Shut up!! Ash seemed to scream in his mind. He wriggled out of Mewtwo's arms and dropped to the forest floor…on his head.

What do you know who I am?!? There's something coming out, Ash gripped his stomach. The pain. The daggers. All were there. And I'm going to…

"Ash!" came a familiar female voice. Ash turned to see Misty leading Brock, Billie, Pikachu, and Richie out of the forest into a clearing. Get away, Ash cried, scrambling away from Misty as she kneeled down beside him. "Ash? What is it? My God, what happened to you?" "And what's that?!" cried Brock, who pointed at the startled Mewtwo. You don't understand, you've got to get away, Ash pleaded. Misty looked crushed. "Ash, what are you talking about?" I don't want to hurt you…

The pilot grinned and turned around. "I've got him in my sights. Put those masks on!"

Samurai and A.J. slipped on their gas masks. The pilot turned his attention back to the controls. Minister Polosev had pulled a lot of strings to re-equip this chopper, and he would use it to it's full potential.

"Gas missiles armed. Target locked." The computer targeted a nice spot on the ground. The pilot gripped the trigger on his throttle. "Missiles…" He stopped when he saw a red-headed girl slowly make her way to the target. Cursing to himself, he reset the weapon controls to his Gatling gun.

"Ash…" said Misty. No… he said, putting his paws to his head. The Darkness was reaching for him. He then noticed the sound of six blades slicing through the air. No, Dad, not now… He looked up to see a gray helicopter hovering over the forest. It was a strange machine, with two propellers mounted with one on top of the other. Mewtwo looked up at it with amazed eyes. Suddenly, Ash saw it: A machine gun mounted under the right-hand door. Misty, Look out!! A hail of bullets tore up the ground in front of the girl. She let out a shriek and drew back.

The pilot smiled. He reset the controls.

"Gas missiles armed. Target locked. Commence fire in 5…4…3…2…1. Missiles away."

The missiles, filled with tear gas, flew out from beneath the right wing. They smashed against the ground, sending flames and gas into the air. Tears emerged out of Ash's eyes and he coughed violently. Mewtwo teleported himself away. Brock dropped to his knees and wheezed, "Can't…breathe…" before collapsing. Richie, holding his breath, dragged Brock into the clear. "Ash! Ash!" cried Misty. The helicopter landed in the clearing, it's doors slid open and two figures jumped out. A familiar, albeit muffled, voice rang out.

"Sandslash! Tackle attack!" Ash turned to see a shadow barrel toward him. The form smashed into him, sending him flying out of the cloud. He looked up through tearing eyes to see a tall boy with black-green hair. A.J.? A.J. pulled a syringe out of his shirt pocket. He kneeled down by the Mew. A.J.? What are you doing it's me: Ash!

But A.J. didn't hear him. Instead, he calmly inserted the needle into Ash's arm.

Ah, yes, the headbands did protect Samurai and A.J. from Psychic attack, but Polosev had another design for those devices.

They prevented Ash from speaking telepathically with the two boys.

Misty looked up in time to see a gas-masked boy recall a Pokemon and jog to the waiting helicopter. She saw him carrying something small and pink in his arms. "Ash!"

The boy hopped into the Ka-29 and took off. She ran to it. She probably couldn't have done anything, but she ran nonetheless. She got there in time to see a number on the turboshaft. 56. She also saw something on the tail. A flag with white, blue, and red from top to bottom. Emblazoned on top of these colors was a double-headed eagle with a triple crown.

The Russian Imperial Banner.