Disclaimer: We still don't own 'em, and never will!
Note: This is Lyrael's. If those of you know, remember my fic "Run"? Well, it was a sort of...expansion to the first part of this chapter. Inspired by it. Okay. Just a little F.Y.I. there...^_^ R+R.
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It had been a week since Delia broke down in a fit of sobs. Her eyes were tear- stained from crying, and Mimie didn't make it any better, though he tried. It was almost midnight and she still wasn't asleep. Tomorrow she would go find Ash no matter what they said. She had to find her little boy. He might not have enough clean underwear...
Yet a part of her did not want to go. She knew that if she found Ash, Giovanni - her husband, for she hadn't exactly gotten divorced - would be with him. She didn't want to see him... not after last time.
She could remember the earlier times when she was with him. She had been blinded by her love for him. She hadn't noticed when his hobby of Pokemon- collecting grew into an obsession, and he was deep within Team Rocket before she even knew what had happened.
What followed was almost two weeks of cold-shoulder, and then she walked away. It had been midnight, and he was sleeping. She took her small amount of money and a small bag of clothes, not taking a car. Instead, she walked on and on.
A month after she left, she realized she was pregnant with Giovanni's children. A pit of dread rose inside her. If he found out, he would come for the children - Delia's twins.
She changed her last name and waited for him to find her, and the terror made her work with Pokemon at the in-town lab a little clumsy. She had the twins. One was a boy, the other a girl, but they looked almost exactly alike. Terror rose in her again, and she knew what she must do.
She couldn't afford two children, and some of Giovanni's psychic Pokemon might know about twins. This would confuse them for a while. She gave the girl to some friends she knew, and they named the girl Geneva Ketchum. They wanted the child to keep the last name, and, in the years that followed, Geneva never seemed to mind.
Right now, Geneva was in her second year of Pokemon Tech. She was first in her class. Delia rose from her thoughts, suddenly terrified. She had felt the pressure of another mind on hers.
Though she wasn't technically a psychic person, she could sense it when there was an intrusion. She should go right now.... Giovanni had probably figured it out, and he would come for Geneva.
Delia got up and got dressed, being very quiet. She needed to find Ash and get him out of there... Geneva could wait. She didn't know for certain that one of his kind had intruded upon her mind. Then a pang of horror rose in her... maybe Ash didn't have enough underwear, and the mother-child distress thing was beeping...
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Giovanni typed in the word "Ketchum." Amazingly, his search had ten hits. He clicked on the first one. It was an online newspaper article about a girl who went to Pokemon Tech and, apparently, played some boring water sport. Her name? Geneva Ketchum.
The picture was loading now. Ah, yes, it showed a girl who had a striking resemblance to Ash and Giovanni. She was holding a trophy over her head and surrounded by her friends - her teammates. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her bangs were dyed blood-red and framed her face, probably modeled after one of the actors in the Titan A. E. movie. She probably used a lot of hair spray or styling gel to keep it like that. Her one-piece bathing suit was black. It had the letters "P.T.R." on the front, standing for Pokemon Tech Rapidashes.
He smiled coldly and highlighted her picture. He right-clicked and copied it, then put it in a program. He wrote the words "Geneva Ketchum" below and printed the paper out. When the color printer had finished, he circled the girl. Then he called James in. "I need you to go to Pokemon Tech," he said, handing James the paper. "I want this girl. No slip-ups, do you hear me? You can fly a Pigeot down there. Be back as soon as you can!" "Yes, Boss," James replied. He bowed.
Giovanni seemed either not to care or didn't notice. "You may go now, James," Giovanni replied. James left.
Giovanni smiled coldly. Delia had been wise to hide her from him. Now her failure was complete. She would come to him once he had his children. He could take over the world. She would be his Queen.
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The next day, Ash and Misty were sitting in the cafeteria. Pikachu was sitting next to Ash, and they were sharing food trays. "You know, the food actually isn't that bad," Ash told Misty. He had loaded up his tray with fried chicken, fries, cookies, and any other thing a boy his age would want. Misty was eating a salad. Pikachu was holding a cookie. "Ash, have you ever stopped and thought about anything other than your stomach?" Misty asked, annoyed.
"Jesse, Meowth, and I have our first assignment as a team. We are going to the Celadon City Pokemon Center." "You mean you're leaving?" Ash asked. "When do you go?" "We're leaving tomorrow morning. We won't be back for a week," Misty said curtly, her eyes narrowed.
Ash and Pikachu were finishing up. "Well, bye Misty," Ash mumbled. "Good luck to you..." he said, turning to leave. "Where are you going?" Misty asked. "Oh, Father wants us. I hope I'll see you soon." "Goodbye, Ash," Misty whispered, turning her attention back to the salad.
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Geneva was packing her duffel bag and watching a Pokemon Match on T.V. She was very excited. Second year students went on a week-long trip in the forest to observe Pokemon in their natural habitats. It was a real camp, with cabins and everything! She had been looking forward to it since last year.
She looked back at the television. She really wished she could be a trainer, but her parents had refused when she asked. They though that the Pokemon trainers were so low-class that they had grounded her for two weeks. Still, she often imagined what it was like.
Geneva heard the door open softly behind her. Her roommate, Sarah, walked in. She looked at the T.V., and at Geneva's almost-full duffel bag. "So, you're getting ready for the trip? It should be fun," Sarah offered.
Geneva sighed. "I know. But I can't help but feel that there should be more to it than that..." She trailed off, then changed the conversation. Her feelings were a place that she didn't want to venture. "What do you suppose it's like... battling?" "I don't know. It's probably really fun, though," Sarah offered. "And that guy is totally hot, you know. You could meet a lot of hot guys in that sport." She giggled. "Yeah," Geneva said, her mind clearly not on the conversation. "I think his name is..."
A loud explosion cut her off. She started coughing as dust rose in the air. She heard another explosion, and now she could see a figure standing in the smoke... and was that a gas mask? She heard a voice shout something.... a word. Toxic green gasses spewed out of another shape, coming toward her. She breathed in without knowing it, and passed out. She fell on top of her duffel bag.
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Many miles away, Delia was driving her car. A thin wave of panic rose inside her, and she instantly used the brake. Her eyes were full of fear. "Geneva."
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Giovanni smiled coldly, Ash by his side. He put his arm on Ash's shoulder. "Your mother and sister will be with us shortly." "My sister?" he asked. "Yes. Your mother hid the truth from you all your life. She hid many things from you. She deceived you. She probably wants you to go 'home.'" Giovanni said curtly. "I am home," Ash replied automatically.
Giovanni smiled down at Ash, and Ash returned the dark and evil smile. "Yes, my son. This is your home. Say that if she asks you to come home with her... everything should be fine if you do that." "Yes, Father," Ash said darkly.
"Do you think Mother will join us?"
"Yes, she will join," Giovanni replied coldly. "We will rule the world, my son. There will always be a descendant of me at the head of this organization... and, if everything goes according to my desires, we will rule the world." "When do we take over?" Ash whispered eagerly. "Soon, my son. Soon."
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James emerged from the rubble that had been the girls' dorm room of Pokemon Tech. Now it was history.
He could hear the sirens of police and ambulance vehicles coming towards Pokemon Tech as he ran into the woods. He was carrying Geneva in his arms. Her duffel bag was slung over his shoulder.
He threw a pokeball, and out popped a Pigeot. Those birds might only be about five feet tall, but they are sure strong, he thought. They took off fast.
He hovered just above the tree line, the girl in his lap. She wouldn't awaken for a few hours. He could see the Team Rocket Officer Jenny pretending to look around for whoever blew up a third of the school. She was also having to deal with a few teachers and students. He noticed that the ambulances were going slower than the police motorcycle. This was perfect... and he was gone! Nobody could blame Team Rocket! This Jenny would just call it terrorism...
He gently nudged Pigeot's side. They were off at the speed of light, and arrived at the Team Rocket headquarters in less than a minute. The Pigeot stopped just before, and started to go on coast.
James looked down at the roof, which was covered with what looked like a landing platform, only it was for Pigeot. A rack of Pokeballs was in a big weatherproof cabinet.
James started to perform the landing cycle procedures, and in a minute he had landed. Two Team Rocket employees came up and took the Pigeot away, bringing it to recovery before it would go back on the rack. James walked behind them for a while, then turned. He was carrying the girl and her duffel. She was starting to moan, and it looked like she had a good recovery for the poisonous gasses. He hurried up. This had been the easiest mission he had ever done. Giovanni would be pleased....
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Next one's mine.
Note: This is Lyrael's. If those of you know, remember my fic "Run"? Well, it was a sort of...expansion to the first part of this chapter. Inspired by it. Okay. Just a little F.Y.I. there...^_^ R+R.
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It had been a week since Delia broke down in a fit of sobs. Her eyes were tear- stained from crying, and Mimie didn't make it any better, though he tried. It was almost midnight and she still wasn't asleep. Tomorrow she would go find Ash no matter what they said. She had to find her little boy. He might not have enough clean underwear...
Yet a part of her did not want to go. She knew that if she found Ash, Giovanni - her husband, for she hadn't exactly gotten divorced - would be with him. She didn't want to see him... not after last time.
She could remember the earlier times when she was with him. She had been blinded by her love for him. She hadn't noticed when his hobby of Pokemon- collecting grew into an obsession, and he was deep within Team Rocket before she even knew what had happened.
What followed was almost two weeks of cold-shoulder, and then she walked away. It had been midnight, and he was sleeping. She took her small amount of money and a small bag of clothes, not taking a car. Instead, she walked on and on.
A month after she left, she realized she was pregnant with Giovanni's children. A pit of dread rose inside her. If he found out, he would come for the children - Delia's twins.
She changed her last name and waited for him to find her, and the terror made her work with Pokemon at the in-town lab a little clumsy. She had the twins. One was a boy, the other a girl, but they looked almost exactly alike. Terror rose in her again, and she knew what she must do.
She couldn't afford two children, and some of Giovanni's psychic Pokemon might know about twins. This would confuse them for a while. She gave the girl to some friends she knew, and they named the girl Geneva Ketchum. They wanted the child to keep the last name, and, in the years that followed, Geneva never seemed to mind.
Right now, Geneva was in her second year of Pokemon Tech. She was first in her class. Delia rose from her thoughts, suddenly terrified. She had felt the pressure of another mind on hers.
Though she wasn't technically a psychic person, she could sense it when there was an intrusion. She should go right now.... Giovanni had probably figured it out, and he would come for Geneva.
Delia got up and got dressed, being very quiet. She needed to find Ash and get him out of there... Geneva could wait. She didn't know for certain that one of his kind had intruded upon her mind. Then a pang of horror rose in her... maybe Ash didn't have enough underwear, and the mother-child distress thing was beeping...
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Giovanni typed in the word "Ketchum." Amazingly, his search had ten hits. He clicked on the first one. It was an online newspaper article about a girl who went to Pokemon Tech and, apparently, played some boring water sport. Her name? Geneva Ketchum.
The picture was loading now. Ah, yes, it showed a girl who had a striking resemblance to Ash and Giovanni. She was holding a trophy over her head and surrounded by her friends - her teammates. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her bangs were dyed blood-red and framed her face, probably modeled after one of the actors in the Titan A. E. movie. She probably used a lot of hair spray or styling gel to keep it like that. Her one-piece bathing suit was black. It had the letters "P.T.R." on the front, standing for Pokemon Tech Rapidashes.
He smiled coldly and highlighted her picture. He right-clicked and copied it, then put it in a program. He wrote the words "Geneva Ketchum" below and printed the paper out. When the color printer had finished, he circled the girl. Then he called James in. "I need you to go to Pokemon Tech," he said, handing James the paper. "I want this girl. No slip-ups, do you hear me? You can fly a Pigeot down there. Be back as soon as you can!" "Yes, Boss," James replied. He bowed.
Giovanni seemed either not to care or didn't notice. "You may go now, James," Giovanni replied. James left.
Giovanni smiled coldly. Delia had been wise to hide her from him. Now her failure was complete. She would come to him once he had his children. He could take over the world. She would be his Queen.
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The next day, Ash and Misty were sitting in the cafeteria. Pikachu was sitting next to Ash, and they were sharing food trays. "You know, the food actually isn't that bad," Ash told Misty. He had loaded up his tray with fried chicken, fries, cookies, and any other thing a boy his age would want. Misty was eating a salad. Pikachu was holding a cookie. "Ash, have you ever stopped and thought about anything other than your stomach?" Misty asked, annoyed.
"Jesse, Meowth, and I have our first assignment as a team. We are going to the Celadon City Pokemon Center." "You mean you're leaving?" Ash asked. "When do you go?" "We're leaving tomorrow morning. We won't be back for a week," Misty said curtly, her eyes narrowed.
Ash and Pikachu were finishing up. "Well, bye Misty," Ash mumbled. "Good luck to you..." he said, turning to leave. "Where are you going?" Misty asked. "Oh, Father wants us. I hope I'll see you soon." "Goodbye, Ash," Misty whispered, turning her attention back to the salad.
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Geneva was packing her duffel bag and watching a Pokemon Match on T.V. She was very excited. Second year students went on a week-long trip in the forest to observe Pokemon in their natural habitats. It was a real camp, with cabins and everything! She had been looking forward to it since last year.
She looked back at the television. She really wished she could be a trainer, but her parents had refused when she asked. They though that the Pokemon trainers were so low-class that they had grounded her for two weeks. Still, she often imagined what it was like.
Geneva heard the door open softly behind her. Her roommate, Sarah, walked in. She looked at the T.V., and at Geneva's almost-full duffel bag. "So, you're getting ready for the trip? It should be fun," Sarah offered.
Geneva sighed. "I know. But I can't help but feel that there should be more to it than that..." She trailed off, then changed the conversation. Her feelings were a place that she didn't want to venture. "What do you suppose it's like... battling?" "I don't know. It's probably really fun, though," Sarah offered. "And that guy is totally hot, you know. You could meet a lot of hot guys in that sport." She giggled. "Yeah," Geneva said, her mind clearly not on the conversation. "I think his name is..."
A loud explosion cut her off. She started coughing as dust rose in the air. She heard another explosion, and now she could see a figure standing in the smoke... and was that a gas mask? She heard a voice shout something.... a word. Toxic green gasses spewed out of another shape, coming toward her. She breathed in without knowing it, and passed out. She fell on top of her duffel bag.
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Many miles away, Delia was driving her car. A thin wave of panic rose inside her, and she instantly used the brake. Her eyes were full of fear. "Geneva."
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Giovanni smiled coldly, Ash by his side. He put his arm on Ash's shoulder. "Your mother and sister will be with us shortly." "My sister?" he asked. "Yes. Your mother hid the truth from you all your life. She hid many things from you. She deceived you. She probably wants you to go 'home.'" Giovanni said curtly. "I am home," Ash replied automatically.
Giovanni smiled down at Ash, and Ash returned the dark and evil smile. "Yes, my son. This is your home. Say that if she asks you to come home with her... everything should be fine if you do that." "Yes, Father," Ash said darkly.
"Do you think Mother will join us?"
"Yes, she will join," Giovanni replied coldly. "We will rule the world, my son. There will always be a descendant of me at the head of this organization... and, if everything goes according to my desires, we will rule the world." "When do we take over?" Ash whispered eagerly. "Soon, my son. Soon."
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James emerged from the rubble that had been the girls' dorm room of Pokemon Tech. Now it was history.
He could hear the sirens of police and ambulance vehicles coming towards Pokemon Tech as he ran into the woods. He was carrying Geneva in his arms. Her duffel bag was slung over his shoulder.
He threw a pokeball, and out popped a Pigeot. Those birds might only be about five feet tall, but they are sure strong, he thought. They took off fast.
He hovered just above the tree line, the girl in his lap. She wouldn't awaken for a few hours. He could see the Team Rocket Officer Jenny pretending to look around for whoever blew up a third of the school. She was also having to deal with a few teachers and students. He noticed that the ambulances were going slower than the police motorcycle. This was perfect... and he was gone! Nobody could blame Team Rocket! This Jenny would just call it terrorism...
He gently nudged Pigeot's side. They were off at the speed of light, and arrived at the Team Rocket headquarters in less than a minute. The Pigeot stopped just before, and started to go on coast.
James looked down at the roof, which was covered with what looked like a landing platform, only it was for Pigeot. A rack of Pokeballs was in a big weatherproof cabinet.
James started to perform the landing cycle procedures, and in a minute he had landed. Two Team Rocket employees came up and took the Pigeot away, bringing it to recovery before it would go back on the rack. James walked behind them for a while, then turned. He was carrying the girl and her duffel. She was starting to moan, and it looked like she had a good recovery for the poisonous gasses. He hurried up. This had been the easiest mission he had ever done. Giovanni would be pleased....
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Next one's mine.