C. Cowboy: Well, here goes the first chapter!
Chapter 1: The Summoning
Indigo City
Giovanni set at his desk studying paper work when his secretary opened his door, "Sir, your son is here as ordered." Giovanni looked up and nodded for her to send him in. the secretary left and a moment later a young man walked in, he was wearing black jeans, biker type boots, a black tank top, and a black leather jacket with a large red R on the back. He was around 5'5" and had long black hair that came down to his shoulders tied back in a ponytail with a blue hair band. One would not believe this was the same young man who won the Indigo Tournament a year ago. "You called dad?" he said staring at his father with his cold, unemotional chocolate eyes. "Yes, Adrian, seems there is a rebel group at Cerulean City. I would like you to go with Amanda and Crystal and 'take care' of the problem. I want Cerulean City burnt off the map." Ash bit his lip, but spoke up anyway, "But Dad! There are people there that have nothing to do with it!" Giovanni stood up and glared down at his son, "Don't forget what's at stake here! I spared your friends a year ago, but if you question me again; I'll send every rocket I have after them!" Ash dropped his head and turned around to leave, "Yes, sir."
Ash walked back to his room, and looked at himself in the mirror. He then took the hair band out and looked at the name embroidered on it, Misty.
Ash walked out of the back. Brock was still out, and Pikachu showed no change. He looked at Gary and started a conversation when a brick flew through the window. Ash picked it up and saw something wrapped around it. He looked at it and all the color left his face. There was a note with directions to an old warehouse. But what scared him was the fact that what attached the note to the brick was Misty's hair band. "He has her." Ash then grabbed his belt and started out the door. "ASH WHERE ARE YOU GOING?? CALL OFFICER JENNY FIRST!!!" Ash just looked at him, "No time, one way or another this ends tonight." Ash then dashed out the door strait towards the warehouse.
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"I was right about one thing though," Ash said to himself, "My life did anyway."
Prof. Ivy, Misty and the others took Pikachu to the doctor
who specializes in electric type pokemon, but something went wrong. The doctor
Mitch tried transplanting new electric sacks into Pikachu four times, but every
time Pikachu's body rejected the transplant. The doctor gave the poor thing at
the most month of life left. Misty rarely left his side. Pikachu was a pitiful
sight: most of his fur had fallen out and he looked like he was nothing but
skin on bones. Six wires attached to each of his swiveled cheeks were the only
things keeping him alive.
Next thing Misty knew she was back in her chair by Pikachu's
bed. She looked up and saw Mrs. Ketchum smiling at her. Most of Mrs. Ketchum's
injuries had completely healed. All that was left were two scars, one on her cheek
and one on her forehead, and the fact she was now in a wheelchair. Despite that
she was in her usual high spirits. "Dreaming about Ash again?"
Misty walked out side and let the breeze flow through her
shoulder length hair. She smiled as she thought about how Pikachu said that Ash
liked it when her hair was down. Then a voice boomed in the back of her head, Misty…
Misty looked around, "W-w-who said that?" Misty, the time of destiny is
here!
C. Cowboy: What ya think? Who called Misty? (A*MON don't
spill it!) Anyway, go ahead and review and remember Flaming will only bring you
embarrassment. Until next time!
