Chapter 19: Gill and Dementor
Later that night, Rose ammerged from her room. She had been crying because she offended Monkey Fist, but she really didn't mean to when the comment was toward Gill. Her make-up was ruined and her face was tear-stained. She managed to re-fix her make-up and pull on the same spaghetti strap top in dark purple, then with a pair of dark purple flares and black 2-inch sandals. Her hair was left down except for some held in pigtails.
Rose left her room and walked through the rest of the suite. She just passed by the computer and saw an email flashing on the screen.
"What the...? Who sent this?"
SecretMaster87,
Come downstairs after 8 P.M., and bring your swimsuit!
Anonymous
End Email
"Oh, I see." Rose nodded. "Since I didn't get that much time to swim, all thanks to Gill really."
Rose grabbed her key-card and her favorite beach towel, leaving the room and walking down the hall toward the elevator leading to the first floor of the hotel.
Outside in the courtyard swimming area, there was no one there except for Señor Senior Junior.
"Hi Junior, where is everyone?" Rose sat down on another chair and dropped her towel.
The man with the Caesar haircut lowered his sunglasses and smiled at the young adolescent girl. "Convention meeting, they won't be done until 8:30 P.M. You seemed very upset earlier, what happened?"
"Didn't you see Gill almost attack me?" Rose asked, still upset. "He's mutant-fish and my comment kinda offended Monkey Fist."
"Yes, I know." Junior agreed. "I was knocked out of the pool, and you laughed."
"Oh, I didn't mean to. Monkey Fist jump-kicked Gill into the pool and I guess no one knew that you were in there." Rose giggled slightly.
Junior grinned, he had to admit that he couldn't possibly stay mad at such a cute girl. "All right then. So would you like to join me in the hot tub? There is plenty of time to relax and enjoy this nice privacy that we have."
Rose blushed, knowing that the guy was suspecting something. "I would, but I'm looking for someone that sent me an email. They told me to meet them down here and said for me to bring my swimsuit."
Junior frowned in disappointment. "Oh, okay. Maybe we can do something later, tomorrow?"
"Yeah, sure Junior." Rose waved and walked off with her towel in hand, then muttering to herself. "In your dreams."
Not even looking where she was going, Rose knocked into someone and fell to the ground.
"Hey, watch who you're walking into!" the mysterious person yelled.
Rose got up and brushed the dirt off her outfit. "Why don't y-you..." She gawked in shock of whom she was yelling back to.
It was a guy, he had to have been around her age. He was two inches taller than her; and wore black sandals, black baggy jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt. He had messy dark black-brown hair, black rimmed brown eyes and whitish-green pale skin. He looked as if he could be related to Shego, even though he's someone new.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" Rose asked, taking a closer look at the handsome guy.
"I wouldn't think so," the guy smirked. "Unless I recognize a cutie like you."
Rose blushed. "Oh thanks, so what's your name? I'm Rosalind Machavelli."
"Gregory Moss, a secret villain that Kim Possible doesn't know about."
"Wow, you must be that good to keep yourself secret." Rose said, amazed. "I come from the Pokemon World, not much if you know of it."
"Heard bits and pieces from the other villains." Gregory replied, he turned slightly and saw Señor Senior Junior watching suspiciously. "You wanna talk elsewhere, maybe under the gazebo?"
"Sure, I'd really like to just relax and talk." Rose nodded, smiling somewhat. "I've been cooped up in my room all day, the morning was really awful with this mutant-villain that scared me."
So for an hour at least, Rose talked to this Gregory-villain under the gazebo. He was really nice, and he paid full attention when she talked; his eyes never left her own for a second.
"What about you?" Rose asked, which got Gregory snapped back to reality. "Was your childhood that rough it turned you evil?"
"To tell you the truth, I'm not mean all the time. Only when I try to get revenge on this one guy I met in summer camp a few years ago." Gregory took a breath, closed his eyes and thought back to the memory. "You may know him, Ron Stoppable. He had swimming for activity and I had arts & craft. I really don't like arts & craft, but I love swimming. So we traded activities, but I didn't know there was this toxicated muk that contaminated the lake and..."
"So what happened?" Rose asked, completely interested.
Gregory frowned, he really didn't want to say or he'd reveal his true identity... Gill, the mutated fish monster. "I can't, you'll hate me and won't talk to me ever again."
"What does that have to do with it?" Rose was confused. "I just met you an hour ago."
"Not just an hour ago," Gregory corrected. "Do you remember what happened this morning?"
"Yes, I told you about that." Rose said. "Why?"
"That fish-mutant... it was me. I wasn't thinking very clearly, and I have a different mind from just my normal human one." Gregory explained quickly, he took her hand in his and looked into her pretty blue eyes. "Rose, I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."
"You're not Gregory Moss? Just that fish-mutant? You almost attacked me!" Rose backed away, scared that she was talking to the villain from this morning. "I don't know if I should forgive you!"
"Rosalind, please. Okay listen, my real (full) name is Gill Gregory Moss. I know I did almost attack you, but I didn't mean to. I really am sorry."
"You better not be saying that so I'd feel bad AND you just want to go out with me!" Rose warned, taking a Pokeball off her belt. "I have protection and I'm not afraid to use it!"
"Honestly, I really am sorry. I just don't have anyone to talk to and..."
"You thought scaring an innocent girl and chasing her until she'd went out with you would work?" Rose exclaimed.
"No, it didn't work." Gill replied, upset. "But really, I'm sorry and I do want to make it up to you."
"All right, we can be friends. That'll make it even." Rose held out her hand.
Gill put in his hand and shook it, smiling. "Sounds good. So what is that device you're holding?"
"A Pokeball, pocket ball actually." Rose laughed, holding her Pokeball. "It holds a Pokemon of your choice. A Pokemon is a pocket monster, there are 16 types and have special powers in use for battles and training."
"You have a Pokemon in there?" Gill asked, pointing at the device.
"Yes, but Drakken told me not to bring it out and show off." Rose sighed, she placed the ball back onto her belt. "Anyway, how long have you been the fish mutant? I'm surprised you change back to human, Gill."
"This muck that contaminated the lake at Camp Wannaweep, it was enchanted. At day I'd be fish-mutant and by night human, or it can be the other way around."
"Kind of like this movie I watched a while back," Rose agreed. "About a princess who's suppose to be saved by a handsome prince, but really saved by an ogre. The Princess had a secret, she was cursed as a little girl; turned to ogre at night and returned to normal by day. And the princess is saved by the ogre from this guy that's suppose to be king, she was given true loves' first kiss and took form as an ogre to be with the other ogre."
"Some twisted fairytale that is," Gill laughed. "We should go inside, so the others don't worry."
"Yeah, if I can see my way through the pool area." Rose said, looking out at the pitch-black area.
"Come on, I'll lead you." Gill took her hand in his and they walked out of the courtyard swimming area and inside the hotel.
"Did you write me that email?" Rose asked, curious.
"Yeah, that was me." Gill grinned. "You came and I wasn't stood up, so maybe we can be more than friends?"
"Don't count your starfish, there are other fish in the sea." Rose smiled somewhat.
"No mermaids either?" Gill pouted in disappointment.
Rose laughed. "Mermaids are a myth, they exist in fairytales, like the Disney movie The Little Mermaid and sequel Return To The Sea."
They walked down the hallway and stopped in front of the 'Meeting Room' door.
"Watch this," Rose winked and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" said a voice from inside.
"Special delivery of a dozen lemon bars!" Rose replied, giggling as she heard the scrap of a chair pushed back and rushing of footsteps.
The door opened, Drakken appeared with an excited and happy smile on his face. "Lemon bars, where are they?"
Rose cracked up laughing. "There aren't any! I just said that so someone would open the door!"
Drakken growled, stepped out of the way for Rose and Gill to come in. "What have I told you about-"
"—Joking around because you take things so seriously?" Rose finished, smiling innocently.
"Oh no, not you too!" Drakken couldn't believe what he just heard.
"About the fact that I'm like Kim Possible? Finishing sentences, escaping traps, and always landing a villain in jail before an evil diabolical plan actually succeeds and dominates the world?"
"YES!" the whole room said in unison.
Rose had such a pointless expression on her face. "Okay, no offense, but you people suck. If you actually want to defeat Kim Possible, beat her at her own game. Put her up against someone just as equal at what she does best!"
"Someone equal to Kim Possible..." Drakken thought aloud. "Does this involve cloning?"
"Cloning? Oh my God, no technology!" Rose yelled. "That's why you always get defeated by Kimmi—OH MY GOD, thank you SO MUCH for getting me to say it now! Anyway, there's too much brain and less use of brawn."
"Yes, I agree." Said a short and stocky man in a read and black outfit and wearing a black mask. "But I mostly save my brawn to my henchmen."
"Henchmen?" Rose raised her eyebrow. "That's the lowest! I've never met a guy who's afraid of fighting... ACTUAL FIGHTING, not the use of someone else in battle."
"So vhat world do you come from that other people aren't used in battle?" asked the midget-masked man.
"The Pocket Monster World," Rose replied. "Pokemon, which is short for pocket monsters, are used in battles and competitions for leagues. There are 16 types and have very special powers."
"Interesting, and you say this from experience?"
"Twelve years exactly." Rose said proudly. "Three years training, four years of Mastery, and three years of college."
"Excellent, and you have experience of being a villain? Surely that is why you are here, Miss..."
"Rosalind Machavelli, I am somewhat of a villain because my father owns an evil organization, Team Rocket. So yeah, but I haven't been in reach and my father is probably wondering where Agent 26 (that's Rose) had disappeared to."
"Machavelli? In any relation to Giovanni Machavelli?"
"Okay, that's the fourth person outside the Pokemon World that knows my family." Rose was confused and freaked out. "Who are you that says this?"
"I am Professor Dementor." The midget-masked villain introduced. "Are you here with your father?"
"No, I am a prisoner." Rose sighed. "I was kidnapped three weeks ago by two villains. One of them is my mother's cousin, the other villain is engaged to my cousin. Do you need another clue?"
"If that would help." Dementor agreed. "A much needed clue would be useful."
"I know this Pans Dimensional Vortex Inducer was stolen..."
"Drakken?" Dementor half hollered in shock. "You kidnapped this girl AND..."
"Does the whole world-" Drakken began, agitated about his engagement.
"And the Pokemon World..." Rose added.
"That too, have to know anything of my business?" Drakken finished, then turning to his prisoner. "What have I told you about interrupting me when I'm talking?"
"Hey, it's not my fault." Rose defended herself. "Your idea coming into MY WORLD and KIDNAPPING ME for world domination THAT YOU NEVER GOT!"
"Now if you said that again, try using an indoor voice." Shego frowned slightly, rubbing her ear.
"Oops, sorry." Rose laughed, embarrassed. "My bad on that part."
The rest of the night goes well and yet closer that Rose gets along agreeably with the other villains.
§To Be Continued§