THE MYSTERY OF BABA YEGA-CHAPTER 4
By Red Star
NOTE: I do not own Pokemon, and I thank Dragoness for allowing me to twist her idea around a bit.
Ash…
Huh…?
Ah, you are awake. Excellent.
Who are you…?
My, Miss. Misty was right, you are a cute one aren't you?
Misty! How do you know Misty?! What have you…
Done? Nothing, child. Calm yourself, Little One, you must save your strength for the struggle ahead.
Struggle?
Hush, my little one. I shall tell you now that the Prince and I will help you find your purpose.
Prince? Who…?
A man who has seen the centuries come and go, Little One. But now, rest, my child, there are already forces at work to save you as we speak.
"This meeting of the Council of State of the Russian Empire will come to order." The Emperor rapped a small gavel against the decorative stone on the table. When under the Chairmanship of the Emperor, the Council of Ministers was temporarily renamed the Council of State. Chairman of the Minister's Council Vladimir Putin sat by the Emperor's right hand as well as a computer console. The table they sat at had a holograph generator in the middle of a well that separated the four sides of the table from each other. "Now, gentlemen, today we're going to review the Grand Canal System's further construction as well as…"Dane trailed off his eyes fell upon an unfamiliar councilor who was looking a bit nervously about. He leaned over his papers and pointed at the man. "Who the heck are you?!" The man stood up, cleared his throat, and said, "Leonid Chestovsky, Your Imperial Majesty, Deputy Minister of Pokemon." The Emperor glared at the man, stood up, and folded his arms. "And where is Minister Polosev? She knew about this meeting and said nothing about being absent to me." "Yes, sire, she said she had a family emergency. She didn't know how long she would be." The Emperor gave an exasperated sigh and motioned for the Deputy Minister to sit down. "Very well, I'll allow it this once, but inform Minister Polosev that I expect that from now on, I expect her to be more responsible with her duties. She is no longer a little trainer in the Red League and she shouldn't disregard the Head of the Russian State like this. Understand?" "Yes, my Emperor." Dane sat down and pressed a button on his console. An image of the Earth appeared and the hologram concentrated onto the General area of the Russian Empire.
"Now, I have a confirmation from the Governor of…"
Primakov stared across the table's well toward the Deputy Minister. No, she couldn't have…
PALLET TOWN, INDIGO REGION
Lieutenant General Ivan Nikolov saluted Mrs. Ketchum as she rose from her garden to greet him. "General, I thought you had gone?" "The rest of the team has gone back to Russia to file it's report. The Emperor instructed me to stay here to finish up some minor details and aid your police if I can." Delia Ketchum nodded. Richie came along the road just then, with a wheelbarrow that had a rather large bag in it. On his shoulders rode both Ash's Pikachu and his own Sparky. When they got close, upon seeing General Nikolov, Pikachu's cheeks began to snap with electricity and he gave a low growl of warning. Nikolov looked at the Electric Pokemon for a moment before asking, "Is…Misty Waterflower around?" "Yes, in the living room." He smiled and gripped the tip of his visor in respect. "Thank you, Delia…your father's name?" "Steven," "Thank you, Delia Stepanovich,"
(Author's Note: As a gesture of respect, Russians will refer to each other by their first name and the name of their father. Example: Father-Sergei, Son-Vladimir=Vladimir Sergeyevitch. On with the story.)
"Now, Misty," said the General as he laid his laptop on the coffee table and looked up at her with a friendly smile, "Can you describe these missiles for me?" She thought hard and fumbled with a small glass of juice she held in her hands. "Uh, short. Fat, too. I didn't really notice anything else." He tapped it into the computer and bit his lip as information came up. "According to this, the missiles that you experienced are the H-12 series; built for the Ministry of Internal Affairs as anti-terrorist weapons." A few more questions brought more, but minor information as Nikolov had expected. "Now, Misty," said the General, ready to wrap it up, "Could you see a number on the helicopter? What was it?" "Oh, 56." Nikolov typed it in and frowned at the information. "Are you sure?" "Yes," she answered. Nikolov was silent for a moment. He stood up. "I have to speak with the Emperor about this,"
Ivan gave a smart salute as the Emperor's face appeared on the vid-screen. "I assume this is important, Ivan?" "Your Imperial Majesty, I have conclusive proof that your loyal Navy was not involved in the abduction of Ash Ketchum." Dane sat back and said, "I'm listening," "Sire, the helicopter the girl saw was a disarmed vehicle. It was surplused about two years ago and sold to the Golev Sea Institute near Vladivostok." Dane I leaned toward the screen. "You mean that Professor Dmitri Golev kidnapped Ash?" Nikolov shrugged. "I am not sure of that, my Emperor, the Professor has never been involved in criminal activities before." "I know, I've awarded the man three Meritous Science Medals myself. Could he have funding problems?" The General shook his head. "There has been no ransom demand, sire. I recommend that we use our ORSAT spy satellites to locate the Professor. This is the time of year that Lapras begin migrating to the North and he always follows them to do research."
The Emperor looked down at his papers and reached for one in particular. He looked at it for a moment. "Fine, I believe that ORSAT 16 is over the area right now. I'll instruct Minister Primakov to deliver some photos to the police on Indigo immediately. Anything else?" "No, my…" Ivan stopped as he suddenly felt something. An eerie feeling of familiarity. It was far…no, not too far. And getting closer. He smiled. "Actually, sire, something interesting is about to occur…"
"Excuse me, Mrs. Ketchum?" Delia turned to see a beautiful young woman with greenish hair standing in front of her fence. She was dressed in a red military like tunic with long black pants and boots. She had a friendly smile. "Yes, who are you?" "I'm Sabrina, Gym Leader of Saffron City," Delia's eyes opened wide. "You're Sabrina?! The girl that tried to turn my Ash into a doll?" Sabrina blushed a little. "Yes, well, that's behind me now." "Oh, good," said Delia as she approached the Gym Leader. "What are you here for?" "I heard about your son, and was wondering if I could help." Mrs. Ketchum blinked. "Wha…I'm flattered, Miss. Sabrina. Thank you," Sabrina nodded and smiled. "I just want to help, like Ash helped me once…" She trailed off as she saw someone behind Delia. Mrs. Ketchum turned to see Lieutenant General Nikolov behind her. "Ivan…"
Sabrina murmured hardly. "Sabrina…" said the General. "Do you two know each other?" said a somewhat confused Delia Ketchum. "She was in Moscow once, Mrs. Ketchum," said Ivan as he continued to look at Sabrina in bemusement. "By the way, Miss. Sabrina, where is your…shall we say…Mini-You?" Her eyes narrowed. "Ash freed me of it," "My, the boy certainly does get around, doesn't he?" chuckled the General. "Sabrina, what's going on? How do you know each other?" said an exasperated Delia.
Sabrina glared at Ivan dangerously.
"Mrs. Ketchum, Ivan Nikolov is the Commander of Russia's Psychic Corps,"