What matters?, Chapter 1
By Arina Ketchum
Author notes: Based on a character created by my friend Electra. You don't really need to read her fanfics in order to enjoy this story, but you do get a different perspective when you do read them. :) This is my interpretation of Ele's fanfics, with no nudging from her at all. This is completely my doing. :) Many thanks to Electra for allowing the use of her wonderful character.
This fanfic is rated 'R' for language and certain topics broached. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
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I won't make this a secret, and I won't lie. I'm the daughter of Giovanni. Yes, *the* Giovanni, the guy who's head of Team Rocket. My mother was beautiful, as I came to learn later on, but she didn't want the responsibilty of raising me, so she dumped me on my father and left. My father, not having the slightest clue on how to raise me, since he hadn't had much of a childhood himself or much of a mother or father, as I found out, dumped me, too.
Exactly how childish can two adults be? If they didn't want me in the first place, all they had to do was use some simple protection.
I was placed in foster care for a few months, then adopted by my aunt, one of the Jenny's who worked as a ranger in the Safari Zone, and my uncle. Both of them were very, very kind to me, and since they were the only parents I'd known since I was born, I called they "Mom" and "Dad", respectively.
Then tragedy struck when I was thirteen. It was the day we feared would come - only it came at night. Jenny was out on patrol about eleven o'clock, while my uncle and I were asleep in our circus-size tent. Poachers had been spotted the day before in the area of the Nidoran clusters and Jenny was on the lookout for any suspicious activity. She was just about to head home, when she spied an unauthorized vehicle in hot pursuit of a parent and child Nidoran herd. She went after them. The men forgot the herd, and started shooting at Jenny's vehicle. Jenny did a complete turn-around, knowing she'd be useless to the Safari Pokemon if she was shot, and hoping they'd chase after her instead of the Nidoran.
Jenny got her wish. She was screaming for backup on the two way radio, which awoke us at home. My uncle jostled me awake and shoved me into the back of the tent, where the darkeness wasn't touched by moonlight. He ran out, as we both heard Jenny's Jeep come screeching by, then followed by another. I heard the sound of guns being going off...I heard my uncle yelling as there was a crash, like a car smashing into a tree.
"Momma!" I screamed. I dared not move, however. If there was one thing my parents had taught me, was that I was to stay where I was put in volatile situations. I heard a few more rounds go off, my uncle pleading with them, whoever they were, outside of the tent, saying he had a daughter...
I heard one more round, and I knew it was over. Tears streamed down my face and I tried to suck in my breath and hold it as I heard the men dismount their Jeep, and start into the tent.
"Oh God, please don't find me." I begged silently. "Oh God, just make them go away..."
They say God listens to everyone's prayers...he must have gone deaf that night, because I was found out. They grabbed me roughly by the arm, and dragged me out of the tent, screaming and crying the entire way. I saw my dead uncle's body on the ground, and I tried to rip from their grasp, and run to him. They threw me, yes, *threw me* into their Jeep, and drove off at no less than 100 miles an hour.
I must have blacked out then, because when I opened my eyes next, it was morning, and I was laying on the back seat of the Jeep. At first I had no recollection of where I was, or how I had come to be there...until I looked up at the front seat. One of my kidnappers was staring down at me with an evil grin.
"She's right awful purty. We gonna be havin' ourselves a good time tonight, boys!" he drawled with a phony accent. He pushed his short green hair back with one hand. "Ain't I right, Cutey?"
"I think I'm going to be sick." I whispered, and then promptly vomited on the floor of the vehicle.
The males up front - three of them, all looked back at me, cursing a blue streak.
"Little wench's gonna pay for this!" the driver roared. "That's new carpeting I put in!"
"Too bad we didn't take her momma too. She would have been good..."
"You want to mess with a woman of the law, go right ahead. Giovanni would slice off your arms personally if you'd done something stupid as that. Anyway, she's as dead as a doornail now, ain't that so, Sugar?" the second one looked back at me, grinning a toothy grin.
I said nothing, too upset to do anything except lay there.
My entire family, the only one I'd ever known, was gone.
* * * *
"Giovanni", as I found out later, was the leader of Team Rocket, and the three males who had kidnapped me were his minions. The males tied me up, and delivered me to Giovanni personally, looking proud of themselves. Apparently, I was a trade off. They hadn't gotten any Pokemon, but I was just as good ...
Giovanni bid them leave, and I was set on a chair, still tied up. A Meowth was curled up asleep on Giovanni's desk chair. Giovanni paced around me slowly, a glass of brandy in his hand. He swirled his drink slowly, seemed to be in thought.
"What is your name." It wasn't a question.
I was so depressed - wanted so much for this nightmare to end, that I didn't answer, and just closed my eyes.
"Answer me. NOW."
"Electra."
He stopped, I didn't need to open my eyes to know that. Then he started walking very fast - toward me. He grabbed my chin and leaned down, looking me in the face. He was so close that I could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Open your eyes."
I opened them, anger now apparent in them. "You killed my parents." I said quietly, tears starting to once again fall. "You killed them, you *bastard*."
Giovanni once again stood up. "I haven't hurt anyone. Your parents got themselves killed."
"LIAR!" I screamed. "HOW COULD THEY HAVE?! THEY WERE TRYING TO PROTECT POKEMON FROM YOU!"
"SILENCE!" Giovanni roared, waking the Meowth up. I broke down and began to sob, hard. He walked over to his desk, and pushed a button on his call box. "Jessie, James, I have an errand for you to run."
James and Jessie, two Rockets in black outfits, rushed into the room immediately. "Yes boss?" James cried in a high voice.
"Take this girl down to cell block three. We'll interrogate her there later."
Jessie and James saluted and forced me to stand. Slowly, not caring whether I lived or died now, I walked with them, wishing, wanting, anything other than this hell to continue.
End Chapter 1
By Arina Ketchum
Author notes: Based on a character created by my friend Electra. You don't really need to read her fanfics in order to enjoy this story, but you do get a different perspective when you do read them. :) This is my interpretation of Ele's fanfics, with no nudging from her at all. This is completely my doing. :) Many thanks to Electra for allowing the use of her wonderful character.
This fanfic is rated 'R' for language and certain topics broached. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
* * * *
I won't make this a secret, and I won't lie. I'm the daughter of Giovanni. Yes, *the* Giovanni, the guy who's head of Team Rocket. My mother was beautiful, as I came to learn later on, but she didn't want the responsibilty of raising me, so she dumped me on my father and left. My father, not having the slightest clue on how to raise me, since he hadn't had much of a childhood himself or much of a mother or father, as I found out, dumped me, too.
Exactly how childish can two adults be? If they didn't want me in the first place, all they had to do was use some simple protection.
I was placed in foster care for a few months, then adopted by my aunt, one of the Jenny's who worked as a ranger in the Safari Zone, and my uncle. Both of them were very, very kind to me, and since they were the only parents I'd known since I was born, I called they "Mom" and "Dad", respectively.
Then tragedy struck when I was thirteen. It was the day we feared would come - only it came at night. Jenny was out on patrol about eleven o'clock, while my uncle and I were asleep in our circus-size tent. Poachers had been spotted the day before in the area of the Nidoran clusters and Jenny was on the lookout for any suspicious activity. She was just about to head home, when she spied an unauthorized vehicle in hot pursuit of a parent and child Nidoran herd. She went after them. The men forgot the herd, and started shooting at Jenny's vehicle. Jenny did a complete turn-around, knowing she'd be useless to the Safari Pokemon if she was shot, and hoping they'd chase after her instead of the Nidoran.
Jenny got her wish. She was screaming for backup on the two way radio, which awoke us at home. My uncle jostled me awake and shoved me into the back of the tent, where the darkeness wasn't touched by moonlight. He ran out, as we both heard Jenny's Jeep come screeching by, then followed by another. I heard the sound of guns being going off...I heard my uncle yelling as there was a crash, like a car smashing into a tree.
"Momma!" I screamed. I dared not move, however. If there was one thing my parents had taught me, was that I was to stay where I was put in volatile situations. I heard a few more rounds go off, my uncle pleading with them, whoever they were, outside of the tent, saying he had a daughter...
I heard one more round, and I knew it was over. Tears streamed down my face and I tried to suck in my breath and hold it as I heard the men dismount their Jeep, and start into the tent.
"Oh God, please don't find me." I begged silently. "Oh God, just make them go away..."
They say God listens to everyone's prayers...he must have gone deaf that night, because I was found out. They grabbed me roughly by the arm, and dragged me out of the tent, screaming and crying the entire way. I saw my dead uncle's body on the ground, and I tried to rip from their grasp, and run to him. They threw me, yes, *threw me* into their Jeep, and drove off at no less than 100 miles an hour.
I must have blacked out then, because when I opened my eyes next, it was morning, and I was laying on the back seat of the Jeep. At first I had no recollection of where I was, or how I had come to be there...until I looked up at the front seat. One of my kidnappers was staring down at me with an evil grin.
"She's right awful purty. We gonna be havin' ourselves a good time tonight, boys!" he drawled with a phony accent. He pushed his short green hair back with one hand. "Ain't I right, Cutey?"
"I think I'm going to be sick." I whispered, and then promptly vomited on the floor of the vehicle.
The males up front - three of them, all looked back at me, cursing a blue streak.
"Little wench's gonna pay for this!" the driver roared. "That's new carpeting I put in!"
"Too bad we didn't take her momma too. She would have been good..."
"You want to mess with a woman of the law, go right ahead. Giovanni would slice off your arms personally if you'd done something stupid as that. Anyway, she's as dead as a doornail now, ain't that so, Sugar?" the second one looked back at me, grinning a toothy grin.
I said nothing, too upset to do anything except lay there.
My entire family, the only one I'd ever known, was gone.
* * * *
"Giovanni", as I found out later, was the leader of Team Rocket, and the three males who had kidnapped me were his minions. The males tied me up, and delivered me to Giovanni personally, looking proud of themselves. Apparently, I was a trade off. They hadn't gotten any Pokemon, but I was just as good ...
Giovanni bid them leave, and I was set on a chair, still tied up. A Meowth was curled up asleep on Giovanni's desk chair. Giovanni paced around me slowly, a glass of brandy in his hand. He swirled his drink slowly, seemed to be in thought.
"What is your name." It wasn't a question.
I was so depressed - wanted so much for this nightmare to end, that I didn't answer, and just closed my eyes.
"Answer me. NOW."
"Electra."
He stopped, I didn't need to open my eyes to know that. Then he started walking very fast - toward me. He grabbed my chin and leaned down, looking me in the face. He was so close that I could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Open your eyes."
I opened them, anger now apparent in them. "You killed my parents." I said quietly, tears starting to once again fall. "You killed them, you *bastard*."
Giovanni once again stood up. "I haven't hurt anyone. Your parents got themselves killed."
"LIAR!" I screamed. "HOW COULD THEY HAVE?! THEY WERE TRYING TO PROTECT POKEMON FROM YOU!"
"SILENCE!" Giovanni roared, waking the Meowth up. I broke down and began to sob, hard. He walked over to his desk, and pushed a button on his call box. "Jessie, James, I have an errand for you to run."
James and Jessie, two Rockets in black outfits, rushed into the room immediately. "Yes boss?" James cried in a high voice.
"Take this girl down to cell block three. We'll interrogate her there later."
Jessie and James saluted and forced me to stand. Slowly, not caring whether I lived or died now, I walked with them, wishing, wanting, anything other than this hell to continue.
End Chapter 1