Dragon Eyes
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON T.T poor me..
A/N: Hey guys thanks for da reviews, I haven't gotten a flame yet but I have gotten a flame eating Green and yellow polka dotted flamingo! *huggles and snuggles her little friend.* Welp here is chapter two of my Story dragon eyes! I appreciate the reviews greatly and I hope to see your stories when im surfing FFN dudes and dudetts.
A woman ran through the forest, her feet seeming to only gently brush against the soft ground below her, tears streamed from her eyes, falling upon the ground leaving a trail of sorrow. A small creature chased after her not far behind, its yellow fur shining in the mornings light, though, it to, had tears falling from its auburn eyes. From above the two a figure also ran, its footsteps as light as the girls, leaping from branch to branch, its movements silent and undetected, light a gentle breeze through the trees, only it was in front of the two. The woman had finally stopped, her muscled yelling for her to stop though her mind urged her to continue running. But to where? Why? She didn't know and wasn't about to ask. She bent over, her hands upon her knees, while her chest rose and fell with deep breaths. The small yellow rodent, a Pikachu, finally caught up to her, standing at her side, panting as well. The figure continued on, unaware he was not alone in the forest.
"Pikachu.... Pallet is gone.... His home.... Your home.... All... Ashes..." she said between breaths, trailing of slowly, her watery eyes looking down to the Pokemon. Pikachu only looked back up at her, ears lowered, eyes damp. She slowly shook her head, her silky red hair falling over her gentle face before she regained her posture, bringing an arm to her face and wiping away her tears with one swipe. She took the backpack from her back, opening it and taking out an old cap. It was opened two holes from its limit and looked as good as new. It was red all around and white in the front, a green marking stitched against the white. She looked at it and tipped it over, looking inside to see, in sloppy cursive, 'Ash Ketchum'. She smiled lightly, planting it firmly upon her own head and pulling her hair out of the hole behind it, letting it look as if she wore a loose ponytail. The Pikachu only looked at her, tilting its head to the side with a slight smile, not knowing exactly what to do with her, one minute crying, the next trying on his old masters stuff. She looked back down to the Pikachu and clenched her fist like ash used to, giving him her mischievous smile. "Lets go get that guy and show him not to mess with us!" she said, turning and throwing her backpack back on her back, hearing some of her things clink together within it. She motioned for the Pikachu to run with her before she heard a scream.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Further in the Forest~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A young girl dropped to her knees and doubled over, blood rushing from a hole in her chest, a man towered over her, hidden in his cloaks shadows. He smirked, turning to take up her pokeballs before lifting his head, his ears perking once more. he was not alone. Looking down the path he backed into the shadows of a nearby tree, his back against the rough bark while he waits. He turned his gaze upward, a smirk crossing his face. He was always one for the element of surprise. He, then, heard the brush of footsteps down the path. Turning he leapt into the tree behind him, turning on the branch and facing the direction that the footsteps were coming, his cloak slowly resting against his back and hanging from the tree branch above.
The woman ran down the road, holding the cap on her head as she ran so it would not fall from her fiery hair. She suddenly halted to a stop, throwing her hands to her lips in a gasp. The sight before her made her wont to vomit. It wasn't every day she saw a human girl doubled over with a hole in her chest. She woman mane a disgusted 'ugh...' sound as she took a few cautious steps back, slowly shaking her head from side to side before turning from the sight, watching Pikachu run past her, looking at the body before showing the same reaction.
The man watched from his perch in the tree, cocking his head to the side while he looked the woman over. He, somehow, admired the silk like features of her curves and the fire she let down against her slender back. He tilted himself a bit further, looking down to the rodent that was almost directly below him, looking it over as well. The sensation from that house in Pallet came back, the prodding of his brain to spark a memory. Nothing really came to him before he had a chance to push it away and bring himself back to reality, a death was a death, he told himself slowly before standing without a sound.
The Pikachu perked its ears and narrowed its eyes, sparks emitting from its cheeks as it slowly began to growl defensively. The woman turned to look at the Pikachu, parting two of her fingers from her hands to see him and not the bloodstained body at his side. She noticed it was looking up and fallowed its gaze to a solid, shadowed, figure in the treetops and froze. She cupped her hand over her mouth in, another, silent gasp, her fear rooting her to the ground.
The man froze as well. How could he have been spotted? He looked to the cursed rodent, something inside telling him to let it live and another telling him to roast its ass. He didn't know which one to listen to so he decided to confront them to get some answers in his own way. He leapt from the tree, landing upon the ground with a light thump, his cloak slowly resting about his figure again while he stood. He seemed to be inches taller than the girl but by the with of his shoulders much stronger. She only blinked, her hands still cupped over her mouth as if she was trying to keep herself from saying something she would regret saying. Though what could she say that she would regret? They only stood there, staring at each other, a Pikachu between the two. The woman and the Pikachu wouldn't move so the shadow decided he would do the moving for them.
A breezed past through them, ruffling the figures cloak and the girls hair of fire. Without warning the shadow seemed to disappear. The girl yelped, not preferring looks like Swiss cheese she tried to turn to run but before she could put her first step on the ground she was grabbed from behind. She screamed and kicked, being lifted into the air. Her back was arched while she kicked, two powerfull arms wrapping from under her arms and up to her shoulders on either side of her neck. He tightened his grip, causing her to yelp again and stop kicking. HE set her feet to the ground, holding her still as he rested his chin on her shoulder, speaking lowly in her hear.
"Name bitch..." he hissed, looking at her from his cloaks shadow, his eyes slightly slit, ready to kill if she were to make a uneducated move. She only tried to move her head to look at him, only to have his grip tightened to make her look forward. She took in a few deep breaths before answering.
"Misty..." she said, looking up, continuing to breath hard, expecting him to slit her through, break her neck, anything but what he had done. He sniffed her hair, she could feel her hair lightly lift with his intake of her smell. She perked a brow, suddenly feeling unconvertible. "You killed that girl there didn't you!" she suddenly burst out, wanting to distract him, feeling she liked her virginity just fine without having it be stolen. He only raised his head slightly, tightening his grip once again as he looked over the cap on her head. In one fluid movement he grabbed the cap and threw her to the floor. She fell face first, laying there a second before flipping over and scooting back quickly against a tree, looking up at him, her body shaking. The then stopped everything, her train of thought paused to read 'It's got me hat!'. She then stood, clenching her hands into fists and yelling at him "Give me back my hat!" He only glanced over to her a little and looked back at the hat, flipping it over and looking inside its rim.
"Ash Ketchum?" he read aloud in a questioning voice that still seemed to boom. She took another step back, not wanting to anger him yet still felt like pelting him with rocks.
"Yeah, Ash Ketchum..." She said hotly, crossing her arms over her chest before a thought struck her and she yelled out "You killed him didn't you!" her arms uncrossing and her eyes wide. He only looked at her again, a brow perked in question and he shrugged.
"I don't know...I don't keep track...I could of but ..." he said carelessly, shrugging again and lowering his hood to get a better look. Misty was frozen once again, looking at his hansom features, something in her head clicking as a rush of heat rushed to her cheeks. He placed the hat on his head, tipping it up with a flick of his fingers, trying it out for size. She blinked again, walking up to him and standing in front of him. He didn't seem to notice she was there let alone care as he lifted the can and placed it on his head backward. She suddenly snatched the cap from his head as he yelled at her "Hey what you think your doing!". She took it and planted it against his raven hair once more the right way. She took a hand and brushed his hair back behind his ears, it was wild and seemingly tangled from travel and she also had to deal with him smacking her hands away now and then saying "Stop that you crazy?!" She then tool a few more steps back, standing beside Pikachu who suddenly stopped the electricity, having been watching everything. They both looked at him and he returned the look puzzled as ever. He looked exactly like Ash.
"What is your name?" she demanded, every thread of fear leaking from her seeing a ghost of the boy she had treasured in her childhood dreams. He only shrugged, turning, and beginning to walk down the road. She glared at his back. How could he just walk away with her hat. She ran up to him and grabbed his shoulder, demanding once more "What is your name!" He turned his head to her, a hand reaching for hers and in a blink of an eye he took her hand in his and yanked on it. She screamed and was flipped over his shoulder to her back, taking in a gasp of air to make up for that she had lost and feeling him climb on top of her. HE held her wrists down and put a knee against her chest to restrain her. She screamed and kicked to no use. He only looked down at her with his cold eyes.
"Never touch me again!" he hissed at her, the Pikachu jumping on his back, yet other than shocking him, shad on his shoulder. He looked over to the rodent, the rodent looked at him. He perked a brow, a corner of his lips raising in a nerves half smile. "What does he want..." he said, his eyes glancing down to the now silent Misty.
"I think he likes you, but how is beyond me..." she said hotly, turning her head to the side, her cheek resting upon the ground as he released the pressure on her wrists. He stood, standing over her and picked up the Pikachu from his shoulder, looking at it and tilting it to the side like it was a toy boat being inspected by a young boy. The pikachu's ears flopped to one side, its tail did the same. The man tilted its head to the side the same direction as he had the Pikachu tilted and slowly let a smirk cross his face. He set the Pikachu on his shoulder and began to walk away again, leaving misty behind. She stood with a jolt, chasing after the two and standing in front of them. She took out a pokedex and held it up to the mans face, letting the little flap open and hit the guys nose before it chimed, a picture in the screen.
" Name: Ash Ketchum Age: 11 Gender: Male Occupation :Pokemon Trainer Pokemon: Bulbasour, Charizard, Pikachu, Heracross, Squirtle, Tourose...." The pokedex recited before beginning to have the picture of the young boy fizzed out. It sparked, and the picture disappeared and the pokedex died out for the time. The man only raised his hand, taking the pokedex and stored it in his pocket, finding it to be another treasure the girl had to offer and walked past her. She stood there, looking at him completely dumbstruck and ran after him, catching up and walking at his side.
"If you aren't going to tell me your name then I will be forced to fallow you until you do.." she said, walking two steps for his every one. What happened next was something she didn't expect. The man leapt into the trees and disappeared. She stood there, looking up and raised a fist into the air, shaking it as she yelled "You wont get away that easy! I'll catch you!" And with that she started off, jetting down the path, a feeling of sudden energy flowing through her veins, she felt like her old self again. But how long will that last depends on her.
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON T.T poor me..
A/N: Hey guys thanks for da reviews, I haven't gotten a flame yet but I have gotten a flame eating Green and yellow polka dotted flamingo! *huggles and snuggles her little friend.* Welp here is chapter two of my Story dragon eyes! I appreciate the reviews greatly and I hope to see your stories when im surfing FFN dudes and dudetts.
A woman ran through the forest, her feet seeming to only gently brush against the soft ground below her, tears streamed from her eyes, falling upon the ground leaving a trail of sorrow. A small creature chased after her not far behind, its yellow fur shining in the mornings light, though, it to, had tears falling from its auburn eyes. From above the two a figure also ran, its footsteps as light as the girls, leaping from branch to branch, its movements silent and undetected, light a gentle breeze through the trees, only it was in front of the two. The woman had finally stopped, her muscled yelling for her to stop though her mind urged her to continue running. But to where? Why? She didn't know and wasn't about to ask. She bent over, her hands upon her knees, while her chest rose and fell with deep breaths. The small yellow rodent, a Pikachu, finally caught up to her, standing at her side, panting as well. The figure continued on, unaware he was not alone in the forest.
"Pikachu.... Pallet is gone.... His home.... Your home.... All... Ashes..." she said between breaths, trailing of slowly, her watery eyes looking down to the Pokemon. Pikachu only looked back up at her, ears lowered, eyes damp. She slowly shook her head, her silky red hair falling over her gentle face before she regained her posture, bringing an arm to her face and wiping away her tears with one swipe. She took the backpack from her back, opening it and taking out an old cap. It was opened two holes from its limit and looked as good as new. It was red all around and white in the front, a green marking stitched against the white. She looked at it and tipped it over, looking inside to see, in sloppy cursive, 'Ash Ketchum'. She smiled lightly, planting it firmly upon her own head and pulling her hair out of the hole behind it, letting it look as if she wore a loose ponytail. The Pikachu only looked at her, tilting its head to the side with a slight smile, not knowing exactly what to do with her, one minute crying, the next trying on his old masters stuff. She looked back down to the Pikachu and clenched her fist like ash used to, giving him her mischievous smile. "Lets go get that guy and show him not to mess with us!" she said, turning and throwing her backpack back on her back, hearing some of her things clink together within it. She motioned for the Pikachu to run with her before she heard a scream.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Further in the Forest~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A young girl dropped to her knees and doubled over, blood rushing from a hole in her chest, a man towered over her, hidden in his cloaks shadows. He smirked, turning to take up her pokeballs before lifting his head, his ears perking once more. he was not alone. Looking down the path he backed into the shadows of a nearby tree, his back against the rough bark while he waits. He turned his gaze upward, a smirk crossing his face. He was always one for the element of surprise. He, then, heard the brush of footsteps down the path. Turning he leapt into the tree behind him, turning on the branch and facing the direction that the footsteps were coming, his cloak slowly resting against his back and hanging from the tree branch above.
The woman ran down the road, holding the cap on her head as she ran so it would not fall from her fiery hair. She suddenly halted to a stop, throwing her hands to her lips in a gasp. The sight before her made her wont to vomit. It wasn't every day she saw a human girl doubled over with a hole in her chest. She woman mane a disgusted 'ugh...' sound as she took a few cautious steps back, slowly shaking her head from side to side before turning from the sight, watching Pikachu run past her, looking at the body before showing the same reaction.
The man watched from his perch in the tree, cocking his head to the side while he looked the woman over. He, somehow, admired the silk like features of her curves and the fire she let down against her slender back. He tilted himself a bit further, looking down to the rodent that was almost directly below him, looking it over as well. The sensation from that house in Pallet came back, the prodding of his brain to spark a memory. Nothing really came to him before he had a chance to push it away and bring himself back to reality, a death was a death, he told himself slowly before standing without a sound.
The Pikachu perked its ears and narrowed its eyes, sparks emitting from its cheeks as it slowly began to growl defensively. The woman turned to look at the Pikachu, parting two of her fingers from her hands to see him and not the bloodstained body at his side. She noticed it was looking up and fallowed its gaze to a solid, shadowed, figure in the treetops and froze. She cupped her hand over her mouth in, another, silent gasp, her fear rooting her to the ground.
The man froze as well. How could he have been spotted? He looked to the cursed rodent, something inside telling him to let it live and another telling him to roast its ass. He didn't know which one to listen to so he decided to confront them to get some answers in his own way. He leapt from the tree, landing upon the ground with a light thump, his cloak slowly resting about his figure again while he stood. He seemed to be inches taller than the girl but by the with of his shoulders much stronger. She only blinked, her hands still cupped over her mouth as if she was trying to keep herself from saying something she would regret saying. Though what could she say that she would regret? They only stood there, staring at each other, a Pikachu between the two. The woman and the Pikachu wouldn't move so the shadow decided he would do the moving for them.
A breezed past through them, ruffling the figures cloak and the girls hair of fire. Without warning the shadow seemed to disappear. The girl yelped, not preferring looks like Swiss cheese she tried to turn to run but before she could put her first step on the ground she was grabbed from behind. She screamed and kicked, being lifted into the air. Her back was arched while she kicked, two powerfull arms wrapping from under her arms and up to her shoulders on either side of her neck. He tightened his grip, causing her to yelp again and stop kicking. HE set her feet to the ground, holding her still as he rested his chin on her shoulder, speaking lowly in her hear.
"Name bitch..." he hissed, looking at her from his cloaks shadow, his eyes slightly slit, ready to kill if she were to make a uneducated move. She only tried to move her head to look at him, only to have his grip tightened to make her look forward. She took in a few deep breaths before answering.
"Misty..." she said, looking up, continuing to breath hard, expecting him to slit her through, break her neck, anything but what he had done. He sniffed her hair, she could feel her hair lightly lift with his intake of her smell. She perked a brow, suddenly feeling unconvertible. "You killed that girl there didn't you!" she suddenly burst out, wanting to distract him, feeling she liked her virginity just fine without having it be stolen. He only raised his head slightly, tightening his grip once again as he looked over the cap on her head. In one fluid movement he grabbed the cap and threw her to the floor. She fell face first, laying there a second before flipping over and scooting back quickly against a tree, looking up at him, her body shaking. The then stopped everything, her train of thought paused to read 'It's got me hat!'. She then stood, clenching her hands into fists and yelling at him "Give me back my hat!" He only glanced over to her a little and looked back at the hat, flipping it over and looking inside its rim.
"Ash Ketchum?" he read aloud in a questioning voice that still seemed to boom. She took another step back, not wanting to anger him yet still felt like pelting him with rocks.
"Yeah, Ash Ketchum..." She said hotly, crossing her arms over her chest before a thought struck her and she yelled out "You killed him didn't you!" her arms uncrossing and her eyes wide. He only looked at her again, a brow perked in question and he shrugged.
"I don't know...I don't keep track...I could of but ..." he said carelessly, shrugging again and lowering his hood to get a better look. Misty was frozen once again, looking at his hansom features, something in her head clicking as a rush of heat rushed to her cheeks. He placed the hat on his head, tipping it up with a flick of his fingers, trying it out for size. She blinked again, walking up to him and standing in front of him. He didn't seem to notice she was there let alone care as he lifted the can and placed it on his head backward. She suddenly snatched the cap from his head as he yelled at her "Hey what you think your doing!". She took it and planted it against his raven hair once more the right way. She took a hand and brushed his hair back behind his ears, it was wild and seemingly tangled from travel and she also had to deal with him smacking her hands away now and then saying "Stop that you crazy?!" She then tool a few more steps back, standing beside Pikachu who suddenly stopped the electricity, having been watching everything. They both looked at him and he returned the look puzzled as ever. He looked exactly like Ash.
"What is your name?" she demanded, every thread of fear leaking from her seeing a ghost of the boy she had treasured in her childhood dreams. He only shrugged, turning, and beginning to walk down the road. She glared at his back. How could he just walk away with her hat. She ran up to him and grabbed his shoulder, demanding once more "What is your name!" He turned his head to her, a hand reaching for hers and in a blink of an eye he took her hand in his and yanked on it. She screamed and was flipped over his shoulder to her back, taking in a gasp of air to make up for that she had lost and feeling him climb on top of her. HE held her wrists down and put a knee against her chest to restrain her. She screamed and kicked to no use. He only looked down at her with his cold eyes.
"Never touch me again!" he hissed at her, the Pikachu jumping on his back, yet other than shocking him, shad on his shoulder. He looked over to the rodent, the rodent looked at him. He perked a brow, a corner of his lips raising in a nerves half smile. "What does he want..." he said, his eyes glancing down to the now silent Misty.
"I think he likes you, but how is beyond me..." she said hotly, turning her head to the side, her cheek resting upon the ground as he released the pressure on her wrists. He stood, standing over her and picked up the Pikachu from his shoulder, looking at it and tilting it to the side like it was a toy boat being inspected by a young boy. The pikachu's ears flopped to one side, its tail did the same. The man tilted its head to the side the same direction as he had the Pikachu tilted and slowly let a smirk cross his face. He set the Pikachu on his shoulder and began to walk away again, leaving misty behind. She stood with a jolt, chasing after the two and standing in front of them. She took out a pokedex and held it up to the mans face, letting the little flap open and hit the guys nose before it chimed, a picture in the screen.
" Name: Ash Ketchum Age: 11 Gender: Male Occupation :Pokemon Trainer Pokemon: Bulbasour, Charizard, Pikachu, Heracross, Squirtle, Tourose...." The pokedex recited before beginning to have the picture of the young boy fizzed out. It sparked, and the picture disappeared and the pokedex died out for the time. The man only raised his hand, taking the pokedex and stored it in his pocket, finding it to be another treasure the girl had to offer and walked past her. She stood there, looking at him completely dumbstruck and ran after him, catching up and walking at his side.
"If you aren't going to tell me your name then I will be forced to fallow you until you do.." she said, walking two steps for his every one. What happened next was something she didn't expect. The man leapt into the trees and disappeared. She stood there, looking up and raised a fist into the air, shaking it as she yelled "You wont get away that easy! I'll catch you!" And with that she started off, jetting down the path, a feeling of sudden energy flowing through her veins, she felt like her old self again. But how long will that last depends on her.