Rescuing Ash
Chapter 6
By Hanakin (formerly Speed Demon)
A/N: FINALLY!!! I know this chapter took like, 3 MONTHS to finish, but I kind lost interest for a while, and then I came back, and was like, 'I SO have to finish this!!' Anyways, here's Chapter 6.......................................................
When Misty returned to her room, she found a memo containing her teammates and assignment. It read:
Team Members:
Melanie Foxx (that's Misty)
Wesley Crush
Rebekah Rios
James Dalton
Assignment: Celestial City, Alpha Shift
Seek out potential test subjects for Team Rockets newest experiment. Look especially for outcasts, rebels, runaways, and people who will not be noticed if they disappear. Capture them in any way necessary. Return to HQ within a month. Signed, Ricardo Chimas, second-in-command
Misty wadded up the paper and stuck it in her pocket. She had hoped that Nate would be on her team, but at least James was, rather than nobody.
She sat down at her desk and pulled her diary from the tiny knapsack she had brought with her. She opened to the current page and began to write.
Dear Diary,
Things are getting worse by the minute. Ash has not only lost his memory, but now, he believes that Giovanni is his father, and he's absolutely faithful to Team Rocket! I miss him, the old him, so much. I miss his smile, and his enthusiasm, and even how annoying he used to be.
I hate just sitting here crying and feeling sorry for myself, though. I mean, I want to DO something about this, right now, instead of waiting around doing nothing. Uh-oh, I'd better go, someone's at the door.
Misty
Misty snapped her diary shut just as Nate walked through the door. He flashed his trademark lopsided smile. "Hey," he said.
"Hi." Misty handed Nate the somewhat crumpled note that stated her teammates and assignment. "What does 'Alpha Shift' mean?" She asked.
Nate looked over the paper and said, "Alpha Shift goes out first. You leave tomorrow morning. I got Beta Shift, which means my team leaves in one month."
Misty frowned. She didn't want to leave tomorrow, especially with Ash's current situation. "Is there any way I can get out of going tomorrow?"
"I'm afraid not." Nate said. He smiled sympathetically and said softly, "Don't worry, Misty. We'll get Ash out of here soon."
"I hope so"
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Ash held the finished sketch up to examine it. The girl he had drawn seemed so real that he felt as if he could reach out and touch her. She was smiling, but her eyes seemed sad, somehow.
Ash sighed. Other memories had started to come back, but they were fuzzy, and faded in and out like the tide. He could hold on to bits and pieces, like traveling through the woods with the girl and another boy, a small, furry yellow rat, and a young, brown-haired smiling woman that he somehow knew just had to be his mother. Everytime he tried to grasp onto one, though, it seemed to sink out of sight, and he couldn't hold onto it again.
Ash rose from his seat at the desk and strode toward the forcefield/door, where two Rocket Guards stood stiff and tall. He pressed his hands against the forcefield, and could feel the humming strength beneath his hands. He stared out the forcefield and into the empty hallway, his view partially impaired by the wavering forcefield, which made everything outside seem as if he were looking at it while standing on steaming hot pavement on a summer day. One of the guards turned to glance at him, then quickly turned again to face the opposite wall.
Ash attempted to strike up a conversation, partly to gain information, and partly just because he was bored. "Hi guys, what's up?"
The guards appeared to be ignoring him, and after several minutes Ash was about to walk away, when he heard one say, "Hey kid, what do you want?"
Ash smiled inwardly, glad to finally have someone to talk to, even if he had no clue who he was. "Am I allowed to visit my father or his faithful servants?"
The guard started to laugh, then covered it up with a cough. "I dunno."
"Could you ask please?" He continued in a oddly dramatic voice, "I would just love to see some of father's subjects hard at work."
The guard stepped away from the door and into the hallway, muttered something about Ash and loyal servants. and unclipped his comm from his belt. He spoke in a low voice, and after a few minutes of conversing back and forth with his superior, snapped it shut and headed back over to his spot next to the door.
"Yeah, you can go see 'the loyal subjects', as long as me and Frank come with ya." He shut off the forcefield, and suddenly the wavering image in front of Ash melted into a crystal clear one. The guards shuffled down the hall, Ash in tow.
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Pikachu sat in her cage, dejected and alone. Over the last few days, she had been poked, prodded, had blood drawn, had her electricity levels measured, and had countless other tests run on both her and her companions. She couldn't forget the haunting scream that had echoed through the halls mere days before.
She was positive that it had been Ash's agonized voice that had pierced the silence, and she just had to figure out a way to get to him, to make sure that he was okay.
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Misty sat alone in her room, thinking desperately for another way. It was well past 3:00, and she'd skipped both breakfast and lunch.
She absentmindedly opened the drawers to her desk, caught in a deep struggle within her mind, She pulled the last drawer open, and a shining glint caught her eye. Inside was a small pistol, dark, liquid black with an engraved red 'R' on the handgrip. Suddenly, Misty knew exactly what to do.
TO BE CONTINUED...
A/N: Gasp! What will Misty do? Why is Ash acting (very) strangely? Find out next time, right here. Until then, this is Hanakin, signing off
Chapter 6
By Hanakin (formerly Speed Demon)
A/N: FINALLY!!! I know this chapter took like, 3 MONTHS to finish, but I kind lost interest for a while, and then I came back, and was like, 'I SO have to finish this!!' Anyways, here's Chapter 6.......................................................
When Misty returned to her room, she found a memo containing her teammates and assignment. It read:
Team Members:
Melanie Foxx (that's Misty)
Wesley Crush
Rebekah Rios
James Dalton
Assignment: Celestial City, Alpha Shift
Seek out potential test subjects for Team Rockets newest experiment. Look especially for outcasts, rebels, runaways, and people who will not be noticed if they disappear. Capture them in any way necessary. Return to HQ within a month. Signed, Ricardo Chimas, second-in-command
Misty wadded up the paper and stuck it in her pocket. She had hoped that Nate would be on her team, but at least James was, rather than nobody.
She sat down at her desk and pulled her diary from the tiny knapsack she had brought with her. She opened to the current page and began to write.
Dear Diary,
Things are getting worse by the minute. Ash has not only lost his memory, but now, he believes that Giovanni is his father, and he's absolutely faithful to Team Rocket! I miss him, the old him, so much. I miss his smile, and his enthusiasm, and even how annoying he used to be.
I hate just sitting here crying and feeling sorry for myself, though. I mean, I want to DO something about this, right now, instead of waiting around doing nothing. Uh-oh, I'd better go, someone's at the door.
Misty
Misty snapped her diary shut just as Nate walked through the door. He flashed his trademark lopsided smile. "Hey," he said.
"Hi." Misty handed Nate the somewhat crumpled note that stated her teammates and assignment. "What does 'Alpha Shift' mean?" She asked.
Nate looked over the paper and said, "Alpha Shift goes out first. You leave tomorrow morning. I got Beta Shift, which means my team leaves in one month."
Misty frowned. She didn't want to leave tomorrow, especially with Ash's current situation. "Is there any way I can get out of going tomorrow?"
"I'm afraid not." Nate said. He smiled sympathetically and said softly, "Don't worry, Misty. We'll get Ash out of here soon."
"I hope so"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ash held the finished sketch up to examine it. The girl he had drawn seemed so real that he felt as if he could reach out and touch her. She was smiling, but her eyes seemed sad, somehow.
Ash sighed. Other memories had started to come back, but they were fuzzy, and faded in and out like the tide. He could hold on to bits and pieces, like traveling through the woods with the girl and another boy, a small, furry yellow rat, and a young, brown-haired smiling woman that he somehow knew just had to be his mother. Everytime he tried to grasp onto one, though, it seemed to sink out of sight, and he couldn't hold onto it again.
Ash rose from his seat at the desk and strode toward the forcefield/door, where two Rocket Guards stood stiff and tall. He pressed his hands against the forcefield, and could feel the humming strength beneath his hands. He stared out the forcefield and into the empty hallway, his view partially impaired by the wavering forcefield, which made everything outside seem as if he were looking at it while standing on steaming hot pavement on a summer day. One of the guards turned to glance at him, then quickly turned again to face the opposite wall.
Ash attempted to strike up a conversation, partly to gain information, and partly just because he was bored. "Hi guys, what's up?"
The guards appeared to be ignoring him, and after several minutes Ash was about to walk away, when he heard one say, "Hey kid, what do you want?"
Ash smiled inwardly, glad to finally have someone to talk to, even if he had no clue who he was. "Am I allowed to visit my father or his faithful servants?"
The guard started to laugh, then covered it up with a cough. "I dunno."
"Could you ask please?" He continued in a oddly dramatic voice, "I would just love to see some of father's subjects hard at work."
The guard stepped away from the door and into the hallway, muttered something about Ash and loyal servants. and unclipped his comm from his belt. He spoke in a low voice, and after a few minutes of conversing back and forth with his superior, snapped it shut and headed back over to his spot next to the door.
"Yeah, you can go see 'the loyal subjects', as long as me and Frank come with ya." He shut off the forcefield, and suddenly the wavering image in front of Ash melted into a crystal clear one. The guards shuffled down the hall, Ash in tow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pikachu sat in her cage, dejected and alone. Over the last few days, she had been poked, prodded, had blood drawn, had her electricity levels measured, and had countless other tests run on both her and her companions. She couldn't forget the haunting scream that had echoed through the halls mere days before.
She was positive that it had been Ash's agonized voice that had pierced the silence, and she just had to figure out a way to get to him, to make sure that he was okay.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Misty sat alone in her room, thinking desperately for another way. It was well past 3:00, and she'd skipped both breakfast and lunch.
She absentmindedly opened the drawers to her desk, caught in a deep struggle within her mind, She pulled the last drawer open, and a shining glint caught her eye. Inside was a small pistol, dark, liquid black with an engraved red 'R' on the handgrip. Suddenly, Misty knew exactly what to do.
TO BE CONTINUED...
A/N: Gasp! What will Misty do? Why is Ash acting (very) strangely? Find out next time, right here. Until then, this is Hanakin, signing off
