"Something is not right…" Jessie muttered.
"Aw, come on, Jess. It was your idea to call," James replied, adjusting the volume of the translator. It was pretty cool talking to a pokèmon who talked back in a human voice.
"I know but…" Jessie couldn't explain the uneasiness in her stomach; something just didn't seem right. They got closer to the Labs.
James donned some sunglasses and put on a large blazer. He opened it a bit and Jessie fit snug by his stomach. They rounded the corner and James slid Rebecca's ID card into the slot. The light turned green and James slipped in. He soon found Natasha's lab room and knocked. 'Natasha' let him in. James sank into a chair.
"God…you have no idea how tense I was," he panted. Jessie poked out her head out of the top of the blazer and panted for air as well.
"You have no idea how more tense it is going to get, dear James," Sarah said in her own voice and pulled off her mask.
"What the-?!" James started to question. But he had no time to react. Several Dan' in members leapt from their secret hiding places. Several were needed to restrain James though it took a while since they had to dodge the loose cuff on his wrist.
"Run, Jessie!" James heard himself yell. He could hardly believe it himself: Him? Being unselfish in a life-threatening situation?
Jessie slipped out of the blazer and tried to make a run for the still unclosed door but another Dan' in member scooped her up and no matter how much she squirmed, his vice-like grip refused to let go.
He took out an electric wand -the type they used to subdue prisoners- and hit her with it. Jessie screamed and fell limp. Seeing this set off a mixture of fear and fury in James. Jessie wasn't a helpless person…she couldn't be. Yet there she was, left to the mercy of ruthless gang members.
"Leave her alone!" James howled, trying to break free of the tight hold of his arms. Sarah smirked and gently ran a silky hand across his cheek, sending cold chills down his spine.
"I am afraid, I can't," She turned to the Dan' in. "Lock him away. We'll deal with him later."
"Jessie! Jessie!" he cried as he was dragged away.
"No use, James. She can't hear you. Jezebelle will be very pleased," Katherine smiled.
"So she's behind all this!" James screamed. "Jessie!"
"Perhaps she is, perhaps not," Sarah answered to the first part of his outburst. "Now with Jessie out of the way, you two can live happily ever after."
"Never! I'd rather die before I set foot into the chapel!" James screamed. "Jessie! Jessie!" he back turned to the auburn-haired woman, glaring at her. "Why are you doing this to us?!"
But Sarah wouldn't say anything more. She just stood and smirked as she watched the helpless lad get dragged off. She then looked at the unconscious Jessie. Finally the real testing can begin…
James soon found himself thrown in the solitary confinement unit and he shook at the barred window in the door, yelling all the while.
An hour passed…two…then days dragged by. James slumped against door and his fist made a final weak 'thud' on the door. Twice he had betrayed Jessie…twice. Will he even get a chance to see her again?
Against his will, the human image of Jessie appeared in his mind. But instead of being strong and proud like always, he saw her as a broken woman with tears of sorrow gleaming in her eyes. Her clothes were ripped to shreds. It was unbearable to think of her that way.
"Jessie…." It came out barely a whisper.
He sobbed into his dirty hands in despair.
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*END PART ONE*
~* To all readers: my idea is
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~SV
Preview of 'Crimson Red':
"Voices…they
are coming from somewhere…but what are they saying? I know they are talking
about me. But I am already awake. Where
am I?" Jessie wondered. She missed the
company of James and Meowth. It had
been a while since she was totally alone and she didn't welcome its return.
Jessie turned around to see a glimmering in the darkness. Was it a star? Was she dead after all?