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Chapter Two
The shadowy leader of Team Rocket watched the girl that had been in his care for five years play with his prized Pokémon. He had found her on Cinnabar Island, the exact place where his forgotten prized Pokémon was found. His red suit and green tie stuck out, almost like a sore thumb. His cold black eyes watched her; his coal black hair shining in the sun.
he said. The girl turned. Her beautiful, long teal hair flowed behind her, her eyes were so blue and beautiful, her green shirt and blue skirt almost made her look like an elf. She giggled, then ran towards him.
Dad! You're home! She said, hugging him. The leader of Team Rocket smiled.
Yes, I am, he said. He kneeled down to her level. I brought you something from work, today. He held out the red and white ball. She squealed with delight.
A Pokéball! She said, happily. For my birthday?
Yes. It's time you got your first Pokémon, he said. She jumped up and down, with uncontainable excitement. Then, we'll be leaving for White City, tonight. It's far in the mountains, away from everything, yet it's so vast. You'll love it.
Wow! This will be the best birthday ever! Alex said, eyes shining. Her adopted father smiled.
Mr. Giovanni! came a Team Rocket Grunt, running up the marble walkway. He whispered into Giovanni's ear.
Another one? Giovanni asked, almost enraged. Alex was peaked with curiosity. I'll be there in a minute.
the grunt said, running back from where he came.
Alex, I have to leave, really quick, Giovanni said. Don't worry, I'll be back in time for tonight.
Alex said, reluctantly. Giovanni ran after the grunt. Alex was left alone, again. She looked at her Pokéball. Pokéball, go! She said, throwing it. Out came an Abra. An Abra! She said, delighted.
it said, in a sleep-like state. Abra, Abra.
Don't worry, I'll take good care of you, so you can grow up to be a strong Kadabra! Alex said, happily.
Alex turned and faced the breeze. She seemed happy, but it still felt a part of her was still missing. Someone very dear and close to her; a part that has been lost or forgotten.
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This is unbelievable, Giovanni said, surveying the wreckage. The third time this week. Was it stationed-?
Near White City, the grunt said. Obviously, it's either a Pokémon or a group of trainers. Very strong. The machine had picked up a strong energy or power, before exploding.
Were any of our people injured?
A couple, but they'll be fine. They talk of a white Pokémon, with a purple tail and eyes. It's supposed to be a legend of the area.
Hm, that Pokémon could prove useful to me, Giovanni said, evilly smiling. My daughter and I are to go to White City, tonight. I'll communicate from there. Giovanni turned and walked away.
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In a cave, far in the mountains of White City, there the mighty Pokémon sat, watching a screen.
I'm letting them catch on to me, he thought. I'm being too careless. He'll come after me, again, if I don't be more careful. He stood, walking to the entrance of the cave. Night had already fallen over the city; the lights shone like a jewel hidden in the mountains. But I can't let Team Rocket come to this area. The people are too nice and caring here. Team Rocket will destroy this place, and turn it against all Pokémon. I can't let that happen. He grabbed a long coat and a hat, like a detective, then strolled through the forest. He went into town and into a nearby shop.
May I help you? said the elder man. He was cleaning the bar. He had snow white hair, and eyes like Brock's. He looked up to see the cloaked figure. Ah! I didn't think you would come tonight. Want something to drink, Mewtwo? I can get you some water.
No thanks. He sat down infront of the man. What's going on?
The Team Rocket leader is coming this weekend, He said, leaning on the counter. He's staying for two weeks. He announces that he's celebrating his daughter's ninth birthday. He's really surveying the land.
He has a daughter?
Word has it, he adopted her, after finding her. Other details are disclosed even to me.
Really. His purple eyes looked around the empty bar. Where is he staying?
Some fancy hotel up town, said the man. I don't know the name.
Thanks. Mewtwo stood, to leave.
Maybe we can have lunch together some time. I'll cook and bring it up the mountain.
Sounds good. Mewtwo stepped outside. A long limo passed by.
Wow! This is White City? Alex asked, excited. Giovanni nodded. She was at the window seat, Giovanni was in the seat in front of her. She suddenly spotted the cloaked figure. She could see his purple eyes, watching the limo. She felt like she knew that person. Those eyes seemed so familiar. Mewtwo felt it too. He saw the little girl, though the glass was tinted.
Ai? Mewtwo asked, as the limo went by.
That's strange, Alex thought, sitting back. I feel like I know this person, but where? I've never known anyone with purple eyes. And what was that voice in my head? That sounded familiar, too-
What's wrong, Alex? Giovanni asked, interrupting her thoughts. Alex shook the thought away.
she said, with a smile. My imagination is running away, again. She stared out of the window, as if nothing happened.
Why did I think of her? She's been gone for several years, now, he thought, bitterly. Why am I thinking of her? But, that girl... Mewtwo smiled to himself. I still miss her. I'll never get over her death. With that he turned towards the mountains, and walked back.
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RS: My chapter's are usually long *sweatdrop* So, you'll have to bear with me. Thanks for the review!