OMG! I'm writing again! O.o

This is seriously weird…I've had writer's block for 3 months, and have failed to come up with any ideas. It's scary.

Don't worry, I haven't vanished. I've been RPing with some friends a lot, and haven't had my usual bursts of inspiration. The Forums has become a 3rd home. ;) The news for my other fics is that they are going to seed. They aren't going too well, and I've failed to boost them into greater heights. I'm going to erase and start a-new.

To old reviewers: I hope to see you soon. I like your support; you've made me feel all fuzzy inside… :blushes furiously: And to you people just sitting there: REVIEW! Don't be lazy:Points finger at person behind the computer screen:

Now, down to business.

Title of the Story: Ice, Fire and Electricity

Summary:

Three children. One Prophecy. ((God, I love writing these fics. XD)) Follow them on a journey of discovery, as they find something inside themselves they didn't have before…Tyson is you're average redhead, Jess the 'Temper, and Trisana the ice-hearted. Together, they find things happen…

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, but I'd love to. The honor belongs to Nintendo. I do own most of the characters though.

Note: Italics are First-person, Underlining is Poke-speech. Normal is third person.

Prologue: The Fire Within

I gazed hopelessly around my captivity, my red eyes sadly observing my state. I am beast. My name that human's call me by is Moltres.

I was captured during my flight home, to the mountain that Pokemon Enslavers call 'Victory Road'. I just call it home.

Only two other trainers saw me before a young male Rocket, who caught me using a special net, captured me easily. I could not free myself, for my attacks had no effect. He threw a Master Ball, and I knew no more. The young rogue Grunt's name was Giovanni.

I awoke, two months later, to a battlefield. The Rocket had decided to show me off. I screeched, and the Pokemon in front of me cowered. All I could think about was my rage at being captured, so I did his bidding. I scorched the defenseless Pokemon with my flames. It fainted quickly.

I started to see more of the outside world, the Rocket even plotting me against his own kind. Then, I started to rebel. I felt the invisible chain connecting me to him start to rust, and I had more of my will. Once, I even sent an ember at him. I was punished severely.

I soon lost my mind again, for the chains had been replaced. The Rocket, my Master as I started referring him to, had gained a Gym from the old boss, who I heard was named Maximus. He now carried a badge, which made every Pokemon obey him without question. I was nowhis pride, his joy, and his friend. He started caring for me as he would a child, and in return, I did his bidding.

It was the biggest mistake of my life.

Suddenly, he let me out two times in a row. I was doleful, I adored my Master now. He climbed aboard my back, and flew up to the top of Silph. Co, and he forced his Master down onto bended knees. He took over the company of Team Rocket.

With the company open to him, he had more choice in Pokemon. I was chained, and sent to live in the basement, until my Master decided what to do with me. I knew he would never release me, for I was the weapon everyone feared. I was joined with other Pokemon, Pokemon that were the budding experiments of him. They communicated with me in Pokespeech, and I told them never to trust Giovanni, for I had, and look where it got me. The Experiments were human, their humanoid characteristics smothered under Pokemon features. One was part Raichu. The other, part Lugia. They broke free, and promised to save me. They never returned.

I lived alone for many years, until Giovanni started to experiment again. Not many of them lived. I started living in the room of the dead.

Then, the lab was cleaned out again. I was a horrid sight, my feathers were grimy and sooty, my flames almost dead. My eyes held the suffering that Giovanni had put me through, so Giovanni never wanted to see me again. He avoided me, and with my now horrid voice, I could torture him in his high and mighty chamber.

There was a new creation, living there in my quarters. He was tart, and introduced himself to be 'Mewtwo'. I tried to convince him that my Master wasn't to be trusted, but he brushed me aside with a comment of 'He said I was his equal'. I was angered, and never spoke to him again. He too vanished. I heard my greedy, selfish Master had angered him. He was never seen again.

I was then taken into my Master's lab with another bird. I, along with my uptightcompanionscreeched at him, and he laughed at me. I shot some of my flame at him. He retreated, his eyes fearful for a moment. Then they were calm again. I shrieked again, and he retaliated by tranquilizing me and the other.

Here I am. I am unsure about what has happened to me, but I am sure it is not good.


So, whaddya think? The real story starts next chapter. Adios until next time!

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