Disclaimer: I hide from the big, cruel world in my pathetic excuse for a
room, cowering from those scary lawyers wanting to sue me. The lawyers who
want to sue me for not putting a disclaimer on my work. Well, you can all
leave now, for I state the words those same intimidating people cringe at:
Pokemon is not mine, so go stuff your head in a toilet! Er, I mean, all
things in this fic not in the Pokemon games, movies, shows, comics,
etcetera, are mine. Period. All there is to it. The plot is mine. If your
story happens to have the same plot, then you must apologize profusely for
stealing mine.
Comments: Reviews would be nice. I like those. And you can offer me suggestions or flames or whatever to: inflate_kate4@hotmail.com .
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Exactly three and a half blocks from Aure and Haruki's hideout, Paige crouched in the shadows, clutching a cell phone. "We must find them," she whispered. "They are mandatory to our mission, Flavian! I don't care what means you must use to capture them, just capture them!" She spoke quietly, her bell-like voice holding an urgent tone. "And take care of the ones who will get in the way of completing out mission, too. I have no time to do so myself. The girl-" for some reason, she refused to call Aure by anything other than 'the girl'-"is a danger to all. If she falls into the wrong hands, who knows what will happen?" Paige looked nervously around, though one wouldn't be able to tell she was nervous as she wore dark glasses. "I have to go." She hung up, glanced around, and then took off running toward the hideout.
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Flavian also turned off his cell phone. "Take care of them?" he murmured, "Please!" From a long black overcoat, he pulled out a laptop. He flipped up the screen and several windows popped up, one being a map of the city with several blinking, moving dots of different colors on it. One requested a password to continue, and Flavian typed something in quickly without even bothering to look at the keyboard. Seven asterisks appeared, then, a moment later, the screen changed to a page full of complicated symbols. Two minutes later, Flavian pressed 'enter' with a flourish, and a barely audible 'ding' was heard. The security system was launched, and all but a handful of people, inside and out of their homes, were knocked out. Flavian smirked triumphantly. "Take that."
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Thirteen years ago exactly, a blue-haired baby was born in a small village in a secluded mountain range several thousand miles outside of Kanto. The mother and child fled the mountain range; the mother having decided a cave was no place to raise a child. They traveled swiftly, and soon arrived in a small town, and it was in this town that they had their first encounter with the gang Team Rocket. For some reason, the gang singled out the mother and child. They fled, but were easily found, and a struggle ensued. The mother was knocked to the ground and shot in the head. The baby was stolen and taken to the Team Rocket headquarters. She became a human experiment, and eventually, it came to the attention of the scientists experimenting on her that she must be named. Because of her uncanny liking of the wind, the baby, now one year old, was christened Aure.
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"Now stop lying, and maybe I'll tell you something useful." Aure heard Haruki say. Her face was frozen into a mask of hatred and shock, but wheels were turning quickly in her mind. She finally spat out, "Okay. My name's Aure, I'm about thirteen, I have no parents, and I am currently being chased by some – er, people." She glared at him, then asked, "Is that good enough?" Haruki barely nodded. The moonlight glanced off of his purple hair, making it seem almost silver.
"If you must know, I'm also being chased. If we move quickly, they might not find us," Haruki said calmly. He crossed his arms. Aure glanced uneasily at him, then returned her stare to the window. "What's with this 'we' and 'us' business?" she asked obnoxiously. "I don't want to team up with you, you know." Haruki nodded.
"I realize that, but we're both running from the same people, and I would be very surprised if they didn't know we are here." He let his long, black lashes fall, seeing only darkness for a few moments, knowing exactly what Aure would do. She rolled her eyes; just what he predicted.
"Yeah, okay, well whatever," Aure mumbled, "Let's go then." She walked silently over to the corner she'd been hiding in and picked up her ratty old backpack. The Pokeball that Haruki had thrown earlier had rolled into the corner, and Aure put it in her backpack. She slung the black bag over her shoulder, then stood, facing Haruki directly. He, too, was wearing a coat, and it, like hers, was black. They stared at each other for a few moments, until Haruki turned and opened the door. "Come on," he said simply. Aure walked uneasily out the door, which Haruki was holding open for her. He closed it silently, then motioned to Aure to follow him.
Haruki, to Aure's surprise, took off running so swiftly that it took a moment for the younger girl to realize he was gone. She blinked, and then sprinted after him, hastily adjusting her pack to rest more comfortably against her back. Haruki didn't seem to have a particular destination in mind; he was merely moving in a northwesterly direction. Aure increased her pace slightly; not wanting to shout (which is a bad thing to do when one is being chased), she was forced to be just even with him. Aure gained a sudden burst of speed, which cost her dearly as it brought upon breathlessness sooner than she would have preferred, and managed to get just beside Haruki. The boy stared down at her, his coat flapping behind him, in an almost cold way. Aure hesitated slightly. Her heart was racing from anxiety and fear, and she felt the sudden urge to stop and sit and wrap her arms around her legs and just drown herself in an ocean of tears. Haruki saw the fear in her eyes and he, too, had an urge to stop, but he wanted to hold the girl and rock her to sleep, to comfort her, and make everything better, but he didn't, though his gaze softened a very little bit. At the same instant this thought went through his head, he chided himself for thinking such a thing: he saw it as betrayal to himself, somehow.
Aure opened her mouth. It took great effort; too much, she thought, but managed somehow to get words to come out: "Where are we going?" she whispered, her voice trembling. Haruki's stare hardened once more. "Out of this town," he murmured, and then turned his eyes ahead once more.
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It was only when Aure's lids were drooping with fatigue, and her legs were so weary she stumbled every few steps, that Haruki slowed to a walk. Their pace had been reduced to a leisurely canter earlier, though there was nothing really leisurely about running from people who wanted to put Haruki and Aure in a lab that smelled of chemicals and run tests over them their whole lives. Aure would have collapsed right then and there, had it not been for Haruki gripping her wrist tightly. He really hated making much contact with people, even though earlier he had wanted to hold and caress Aure's aching body…come to think of it, that sounded very nice to Haruki. Holding her in his arms, stroking her silky, shining hair, whispering comforting words in her ear, feeling her soft skin against his…all that sounded like pure bliss. But then, of course, his daydream ended and he nearly slapped himself for thinking that. 'With her?!' he thought, 'That's like fraternizing with the enemy!' What he wanted was peace, he realized suddenly, and if it took that to make peace…if it took that to be a hero, which he wanted most…. He shuddered; dropped Aure's wrist so that she fell. It had been his firm hold on her that had kept her from doing so sooner, but with nothing to keep her conscious, she could no longer support herself. Aure fell asleep.
And a few mere feet away, both Aure and Haruki made invisible by large, leafy bushes whose cool leaves draped against what skin was left uncovered, Haruki, too, let sleep take him.
Comments: Reviews would be nice. I like those. And you can offer me suggestions or flames or whatever to: inflate_kate4@hotmail.com .
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Exactly three and a half blocks from Aure and Haruki's hideout, Paige crouched in the shadows, clutching a cell phone. "We must find them," she whispered. "They are mandatory to our mission, Flavian! I don't care what means you must use to capture them, just capture them!" She spoke quietly, her bell-like voice holding an urgent tone. "And take care of the ones who will get in the way of completing out mission, too. I have no time to do so myself. The girl-" for some reason, she refused to call Aure by anything other than 'the girl'-"is a danger to all. If she falls into the wrong hands, who knows what will happen?" Paige looked nervously around, though one wouldn't be able to tell she was nervous as she wore dark glasses. "I have to go." She hung up, glanced around, and then took off running toward the hideout.
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Flavian also turned off his cell phone. "Take care of them?" he murmured, "Please!" From a long black overcoat, he pulled out a laptop. He flipped up the screen and several windows popped up, one being a map of the city with several blinking, moving dots of different colors on it. One requested a password to continue, and Flavian typed something in quickly without even bothering to look at the keyboard. Seven asterisks appeared, then, a moment later, the screen changed to a page full of complicated symbols. Two minutes later, Flavian pressed 'enter' with a flourish, and a barely audible 'ding' was heard. The security system was launched, and all but a handful of people, inside and out of their homes, were knocked out. Flavian smirked triumphantly. "Take that."
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Thirteen years ago exactly, a blue-haired baby was born in a small village in a secluded mountain range several thousand miles outside of Kanto. The mother and child fled the mountain range; the mother having decided a cave was no place to raise a child. They traveled swiftly, and soon arrived in a small town, and it was in this town that they had their first encounter with the gang Team Rocket. For some reason, the gang singled out the mother and child. They fled, but were easily found, and a struggle ensued. The mother was knocked to the ground and shot in the head. The baby was stolen and taken to the Team Rocket headquarters. She became a human experiment, and eventually, it came to the attention of the scientists experimenting on her that she must be named. Because of her uncanny liking of the wind, the baby, now one year old, was christened Aure.
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"Now stop lying, and maybe I'll tell you something useful." Aure heard Haruki say. Her face was frozen into a mask of hatred and shock, but wheels were turning quickly in her mind. She finally spat out, "Okay. My name's Aure, I'm about thirteen, I have no parents, and I am currently being chased by some – er, people." She glared at him, then asked, "Is that good enough?" Haruki barely nodded. The moonlight glanced off of his purple hair, making it seem almost silver.
"If you must know, I'm also being chased. If we move quickly, they might not find us," Haruki said calmly. He crossed his arms. Aure glanced uneasily at him, then returned her stare to the window. "What's with this 'we' and 'us' business?" she asked obnoxiously. "I don't want to team up with you, you know." Haruki nodded.
"I realize that, but we're both running from the same people, and I would be very surprised if they didn't know we are here." He let his long, black lashes fall, seeing only darkness for a few moments, knowing exactly what Aure would do. She rolled her eyes; just what he predicted.
"Yeah, okay, well whatever," Aure mumbled, "Let's go then." She walked silently over to the corner she'd been hiding in and picked up her ratty old backpack. The Pokeball that Haruki had thrown earlier had rolled into the corner, and Aure put it in her backpack. She slung the black bag over her shoulder, then stood, facing Haruki directly. He, too, was wearing a coat, and it, like hers, was black. They stared at each other for a few moments, until Haruki turned and opened the door. "Come on," he said simply. Aure walked uneasily out the door, which Haruki was holding open for her. He closed it silently, then motioned to Aure to follow him.
Haruki, to Aure's surprise, took off running so swiftly that it took a moment for the younger girl to realize he was gone. She blinked, and then sprinted after him, hastily adjusting her pack to rest more comfortably against her back. Haruki didn't seem to have a particular destination in mind; he was merely moving in a northwesterly direction. Aure increased her pace slightly; not wanting to shout (which is a bad thing to do when one is being chased), she was forced to be just even with him. Aure gained a sudden burst of speed, which cost her dearly as it brought upon breathlessness sooner than she would have preferred, and managed to get just beside Haruki. The boy stared down at her, his coat flapping behind him, in an almost cold way. Aure hesitated slightly. Her heart was racing from anxiety and fear, and she felt the sudden urge to stop and sit and wrap her arms around her legs and just drown herself in an ocean of tears. Haruki saw the fear in her eyes and he, too, had an urge to stop, but he wanted to hold the girl and rock her to sleep, to comfort her, and make everything better, but he didn't, though his gaze softened a very little bit. At the same instant this thought went through his head, he chided himself for thinking such a thing: he saw it as betrayal to himself, somehow.
Aure opened her mouth. It took great effort; too much, she thought, but managed somehow to get words to come out: "Where are we going?" she whispered, her voice trembling. Haruki's stare hardened once more. "Out of this town," he murmured, and then turned his eyes ahead once more.
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It was only when Aure's lids were drooping with fatigue, and her legs were so weary she stumbled every few steps, that Haruki slowed to a walk. Their pace had been reduced to a leisurely canter earlier, though there was nothing really leisurely about running from people who wanted to put Haruki and Aure in a lab that smelled of chemicals and run tests over them their whole lives. Aure would have collapsed right then and there, had it not been for Haruki gripping her wrist tightly. He really hated making much contact with people, even though earlier he had wanted to hold and caress Aure's aching body…come to think of it, that sounded very nice to Haruki. Holding her in his arms, stroking her silky, shining hair, whispering comforting words in her ear, feeling her soft skin against his…all that sounded like pure bliss. But then, of course, his daydream ended and he nearly slapped himself for thinking that. 'With her?!' he thought, 'That's like fraternizing with the enemy!' What he wanted was peace, he realized suddenly, and if it took that to make peace…if it took that to be a hero, which he wanted most…. He shuddered; dropped Aure's wrist so that she fell. It had been his firm hold on her that had kept her from doing so sooner, but with nothing to keep her conscious, she could no longer support herself. Aure fell asleep.
And a few mere feet away, both Aure and Haruki made invisible by large, leafy bushes whose cool leaves draped against what skin was left uncovered, Haruki, too, let sleep take him.