. s u n l i g h t .
Disclaimer: I *obviously* don't own Pokemon. Also, the "______ Mistress/Master" part might sound like
Pokemon MASTER, but I wasn't sure how else to put it.
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The frozen tundra held no signs of life at this time of the night. Snow gently floated down from the sky,
landing around and on the woman with dark hair. She was wrapped in a thin but warm green cloak, sitting up
on a cold, hard boulder and gazing at the stars. She let out a small, sad sigh. She should not be here. She
should not have agreed to come here in the first place. She felt the hair on the back of her neck rise and
immediately focused on her surroundings. She was not alone. With one quick move, unsheathed her two
daggers, its long curved blades glinting in the light of the moon.
"You have some skill with the dagger... Something I would never have expected from a Kanto League Grass
Mistress - mainly you, Erika. But I don't suppose you want to murder me? I mean, you seemed rather happy
at my arrival, earlier this evening," a cool, feminine voice said quietly from behind the dark haired lady. "Unless,
of course, you are schitzophrenic. Which is another thing I wouldn't have expected from you."
"Oh, be quiet, Sabrina," Erika retorted, as she sheathed both daggers and stood up, hopping off the boulder.
The Psychic Mistress always had a way of popping in on her, and she sometimes was annoyed by it. She ran
a hand through her hair, her green eyes flashing dangerously as she rested her gaze on Sabrina. She then
added darkly, "There are many things you don't know about me."
"I am sure," Sabrina replied coolly, brushing off Erika's retort. Then, curiosity getting the better of her,
Sabrina turned to Erika and asked, "Why didn't you tell anyone that the dagger was your weapon? You told
us your Pokemon were sufficient to keep you ... alive. Even though we wanted to send some people over to
help you."
"That was two years ago, Sabrina," Erika replied, sighing exasperatedly. She wondered why Sabrina was so
curious all of a sudden. She reached a hand to her neck and closed it on a small object. A bottle necklace.
The cool feeling of the glass calmed her, and the green sand and tiny white and brown shells inside the tiny
bottle matched her usually green outfit. "Besides, it was none of anyone's business about what weapon I
had. Or didn't have. And I have to say it's stupid that we continued the gym challenges... So many gym
leaders were hurt from that."
"So, you're telling me that you survived those two ... terrible years without a weapon?" Sabrina asked, her
brown eyes now filled with worry. Those past two years were hell for the Kanto League Masters and
Mistresses. Even she herself had a weapon, which was a wooden rod. Not a staff - a rod. She didn't bother
to reply to Erika's other comment. They had discussed that before, and Sabrina had agreed. Now Erika was
telling her about her weapon, which she never spoke of before.
"I never said I was weaponless. I always had these daggers with me. The very same ones. I was trained to
handle a dagger ever since young," Erika thought about what she said for a moment before correcting herself,
"Excuse me, I meant I learned to handle a dagger ever since young. So if you watch me, my style may be
strange compared to ... other dagger experts." She paused for a minute before going on, "Anyway, why did
you seek me out?"
"Everyone was worried about you," Sabrina replied seriously. "And you should be, too. You don't seem very
concerned, you know... Even though you are fully aware of the possibilities of your life being taken this
second."
---
Ash, Misty, and Duplica laid back on the couch, wondering when Sabrina would return with news. Hopefully it
would be good news, since Sabrina rarely seemed to have ever brought good news. There was an eerie,
awkward silence that enveloped the room, and Duplica cleared her throat before flicking on the television in
front of them. Just for noise. Misty raised a slender eyebrow at Duplica, who shrugged her shoulders in reply.
"I hope Erika's all right," Ash commented as he glanced at the window. He put an arm around Misty, who then
lay her head on his shoulder, sighing in worry. The two of them had been a couple for a long time now. Ash
was currently eighteen; Misty twenty.
"Well, seeing how she survived *those* two years without a weapon, a few hours out *there* couldn't kill
her," Duplica pointed out. But then a thought struck her and she spoke again, "I take that back... She had
her Pokemon back then." She paused slightly to look outside. It was dark - as always during the winter
months. "I doubt they will be able to protect Erika for very long in this dark without using their special
attacks. Especially since their special attacks help them a-"
The door slammed open, interrupting Duplica in mid-sentence. There, in the dark black of the night, Ash,
Misty, and Duplica could see two human figures, but only two green eyes. As the two figures stepped up
into the light, Ash, Misty and Duplica smiled in relief. Erika and Sabrina were back.
---
Disclaimer: I *obviously* don't own Pokemon. Also, the "______ Mistress/Master" part might sound like
Pokemon MASTER, but I wasn't sure how else to put it.
---
The frozen tundra held no signs of life at this time of the night. Snow gently floated down from the sky,
landing around and on the woman with dark hair. She was wrapped in a thin but warm green cloak, sitting up
on a cold, hard boulder and gazing at the stars. She let out a small, sad sigh. She should not be here. She
should not have agreed to come here in the first place. She felt the hair on the back of her neck rise and
immediately focused on her surroundings. She was not alone. With one quick move, unsheathed her two
daggers, its long curved blades glinting in the light of the moon.
"You have some skill with the dagger... Something I would never have expected from a Kanto League Grass
Mistress - mainly you, Erika. But I don't suppose you want to murder me? I mean, you seemed rather happy
at my arrival, earlier this evening," a cool, feminine voice said quietly from behind the dark haired lady. "Unless,
of course, you are schitzophrenic. Which is another thing I wouldn't have expected from you."
"Oh, be quiet, Sabrina," Erika retorted, as she sheathed both daggers and stood up, hopping off the boulder.
The Psychic Mistress always had a way of popping in on her, and she sometimes was annoyed by it. She ran
a hand through her hair, her green eyes flashing dangerously as she rested her gaze on Sabrina. She then
added darkly, "There are many things you don't know about me."
"I am sure," Sabrina replied coolly, brushing off Erika's retort. Then, curiosity getting the better of her,
Sabrina turned to Erika and asked, "Why didn't you tell anyone that the dagger was your weapon? You told
us your Pokemon were sufficient to keep you ... alive. Even though we wanted to send some people over to
help you."
"That was two years ago, Sabrina," Erika replied, sighing exasperatedly. She wondered why Sabrina was so
curious all of a sudden. She reached a hand to her neck and closed it on a small object. A bottle necklace.
The cool feeling of the glass calmed her, and the green sand and tiny white and brown shells inside the tiny
bottle matched her usually green outfit. "Besides, it was none of anyone's business about what weapon I
had. Or didn't have. And I have to say it's stupid that we continued the gym challenges... So many gym
leaders were hurt from that."
"So, you're telling me that you survived those two ... terrible years without a weapon?" Sabrina asked, her
brown eyes now filled with worry. Those past two years were hell for the Kanto League Masters and
Mistresses. Even she herself had a weapon, which was a wooden rod. Not a staff - a rod. She didn't bother
to reply to Erika's other comment. They had discussed that before, and Sabrina had agreed. Now Erika was
telling her about her weapon, which she never spoke of before.
"I never said I was weaponless. I always had these daggers with me. The very same ones. I was trained to
handle a dagger ever since young," Erika thought about what she said for a moment before correcting herself,
"Excuse me, I meant I learned to handle a dagger ever since young. So if you watch me, my style may be
strange compared to ... other dagger experts." She paused for a minute before going on, "Anyway, why did
you seek me out?"
"Everyone was worried about you," Sabrina replied seriously. "And you should be, too. You don't seem very
concerned, you know... Even though you are fully aware of the possibilities of your life being taken this
second."
---
Ash, Misty, and Duplica laid back on the couch, wondering when Sabrina would return with news. Hopefully it
would be good news, since Sabrina rarely seemed to have ever brought good news. There was an eerie,
awkward silence that enveloped the room, and Duplica cleared her throat before flicking on the television in
front of them. Just for noise. Misty raised a slender eyebrow at Duplica, who shrugged her shoulders in reply.
"I hope Erika's all right," Ash commented as he glanced at the window. He put an arm around Misty, who then
lay her head on his shoulder, sighing in worry. The two of them had been a couple for a long time now. Ash
was currently eighteen; Misty twenty.
"Well, seeing how she survived *those* two years without a weapon, a few hours out *there* couldn't kill
her," Duplica pointed out. But then a thought struck her and she spoke again, "I take that back... She had
her Pokemon back then." She paused slightly to look outside. It was dark - as always during the winter
months. "I doubt they will be able to protect Erika for very long in this dark without using their special
attacks. Especially since their special attacks help them a-"
The door slammed open, interrupting Duplica in mid-sentence. There, in the dark black of the night, Ash,
Misty, and Duplica could see two human figures, but only two green eyes. As the two figures stepped up
into the light, Ash, Misty and Duplica smiled in relief. Erika and Sabrina were back.
---
