Kasumi's Tale
By Sora
Chapter 3- Changes
Disclaimer: [Insert Disclaimer; I'm too lazy to type it out]
Authors Note: Nickels is a great restaurant. They DO make the best milkshakes in the world, next to me. ^_^ I had to add that in. Also, I KNOW they don't have dollars in Japan, but it works better this way, ok? And loonies are what we call dollars here in Canada.
I was seven now, two whole years older. My lisp was gone and I'm a lot smarter now. We'd gotten over our parent's death and rebuilt the gym. And my sisters, having just turned sixteen, were given custody of me and the gym. We got on with our life.
Well, almost. Every now and then I'd still have that nightmare about being trapped in the fire. Daisy would always come in and stay with me until I went back to sleep. Sometimes she sang too, but not as much as she used to.
We still have fun together. Every year we'd go to the Official Pokémon League Competitions. But we were so busy running the gym now. The fire had made us all closer, though. Or so I thought.
I don't have to be a receptionist anymore, but I'm still too young to battle. I got to help raise the Pokémon and sometimes I was allowed to do the announcing during battles.
But my sisters weren't as good at my parents, so we didn't have much money anymore. That's when my sisters started performing their water ballets. Of course they wouldn't let me. I'm too little.
One day my sisters got a phone call from Tommy. He said Team Rocket had attacked Pallet Town and needed their help. My sisters had joined the resistance in order to avenge our parents.
"We'll come back as soon as we can," Lily said. "If any trainers come to battle, just tell them to come back tomorrow." "And don't let anyone in to see the gym," said Daisy, winking at me. And then they left.
So I was all alone. All alone in our big house. I watched TV but nothing was on. I went to play with Seel, but Seel wasn't in the mood to play.
I missed my parents. I missed my old life. I sat down on the stairs and cried. The doorbell rang, startling me. I wiped the tears from my eyes and answered the door.
A tall girl, with long, shiny black hair and violet eyes stood there. "Hi," she said. "Is this the Cerulean City gym?" I nodded. I was about to tell her my sisters weren't home, but something stopped me. "Do you want to battle?"
I wanted to battle. I'd been practicing with Seel. I'd beat this trainer, and show my sisters, then maybe they'd let me battle.
I led the trainer to the arena. "Three Pokémon each," I said nervously. "No time limit." The trainer smirked at me. "Aren't you kinda young to be a Pokémon trainer?" I answered by throwing a Pokéball.
"Go Seel!" "Alright then," the trainer said. "Go Butterfree!" I laughed. "That's all you got?" This was going to be easy. "You'll see," remarked the trainer.
"Seel," I commanded. "Use your bubblebeam attack!" Seal looked at me confused. We'd never battled together before. "Please Seel," I whispered. "Seel! Seel!" It clapped a stream of soapy bubbles out of it's mouth.
Buttrefree was down in a second. "Good job, Seal." "Don't under estimate your opponent," growled the trainer. "Huh?" She threw her Pokéball. "Go Dragonair!"
I gasped as the mythical Pokémon appeared before us. This Pokémon was said to only be in fairy tales. Now I know it really exists.
What type is good against dragon? I couldn't think of any. They have to have some weakness. It isn't water, I soon discovered.
"Seel, use your ice beam attack!" "Dragonair! Dragon Rage!" The trainer ordered the most lethal of dragon attacks. Seel shot out ice and froze Dragonair.
"Yes!" I cried. Seconds later the ice cracked and Dragonair burst free. "No!" It fired the fatal dragon rage attack at my poor Seel. Soon Seal was enveloped in flames and fainted. "Seel!" I yelled running towards it. Sadly, I held out Seel's Pokéball. "Seel, return!"
I took out another Pokéball. "Go Seaking!" "Sea!" "Seaking, poison-sting attack!" Seaking rushed at Dragonair and poked it's horn into it.
Dragonair limped forward, then collapsed. "Dragonair, return!" ordered the trainer. "You might have been able to defeat my Dragonair, but try this."
"Go, Electabuzz!" Uh oh, I'm in trouble now. Everyone knows electric is strong against water.
Seaking won't stand a chance against Electabuzz, but maybe Staryu can handle it. "Return!" I commanded the big fish. "Go, Staryu!"
"Hiya!" It called. The large starfish Pokémon was one of my favorites. "Electabuzz, thunder!" "Staryu, jump in the air sprayed and do water gun!" Staryu did as I said and using it's amazing agility dodged the thunder and sprayed water on Electabuzz. Electabuzz growled and let out another thunder.
I wasn't quick enough to issue another attack and this time the attack hit Staryu head on. Staryu collapsed in the water, gem blinking. I called Staryu back.
"You're very good," I told the trainer. "And you suck. What kind of gym leader are you?" I was mad, but I gave her the Cascade Badge anyway.
After she left, I cried some more. She's right. What kind of trainer am I? I'll never make it as a Pokémon trainer. But her Pokémon were so strong and rare. They should be illegal if no one can find them.
"Don't be a sore loser," I told myself. She was good, but if I try harder I can be even better. I just need more practice. I can't wait until I'm ten.
Just then the door swung open and my sisters came in with Tommy. "Hey, kid," he greeted me in his usual way. "What's up?" I shrugged. "Nothing much." I followed my sisters into their room and Tommy made himself comfy on our couch.
"So," I said to Lily. "Did you save Pallet?" A wave a sadness crossed her face. "Most of it. There were a few houses we just couldn't save."
"Oh, did you catch Team Rocket?" "No, Mist. They're very clever criminals." I hate Team Rocket. And it's obvious my sisters do to. It isn't fair they get away with something like this.
"Hey, does everyone want to go out for supper?" Violet asked. "There's this great little café downtown." It's been awhile since we'd all gone out anywhere. My sisters always know the best places to go.
We drove down Sparks Street in Violet's new red convertible and we all stood up and waved at people as we drove by.
"Hi!" I waved, almost toppling out of the car, but Lily caught me. When we got to Nickels, everybody waved to my sisters and congratulated them for saving Pallet. Or trying to at least.
We got a little table outside and it had a great view of the setting sun. It made me think of something, but I couldn't quite place it.
I ordered a chocolate milkshake (they make the best milkshakes), a hamburger, and fries. "Daisy, can I have a dollar and go get a sticker from the machine?" Daisy rolled her eyes at my sisters. "I swear, I'm going to go broke from this kid." She sighed. "Pretty please?" "Ah! I can't say no." She reached into the pocket of her jeans and produced a shiny loonie. "Here you go."
I ran inside the cloak approach our table.
I dropped my building to the sticker machine and placed my loonie in it and pushed the slot. A white card came out and inside was a shiny sticker. It said, "Brat." Violet calls me that sometimes and I don't like it, but on the sticker it almost looked like being a brat is a good thing.
I walked back to our table and our food was there. As I gobbled down my, I didn't notice the man in the black hamburger on my plate when his shadow fell across the table. "Good evening, ladies," he drawled.
Daisy jumped up and my sisters drew me closer. They'd got a lot more protective of me since our parents died.
The man laughed and pulled a camera from his jacket. "Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I'm a photographer from the Cerulean Citizen. We're doing an article on the Sensational Sisters.
Daisy flushed with embarrassment. "Well, we're not exactly sensat-" "Nonsense," interrupted the photographer. "Now everyone sit close together." I'm not a sensation sister. He probably wouldn't want me in the picture, so I started to move away. "No, no," he said. "Having the kid in the picture will make it perfect. The public will love it."
Daisy motioned for me to come sit on her lap. So I did. "Perfect!" The photographer exclaimed. "Smile!" We all grinned. And when he pressed the shutter, I was sure we looked like a perfect, happy family. But I had this horrible feeling inside that things were going to change very soon. I grinned anyway. So the Sensational Sisters were created.
To be continued……