The Sisterhood
By: Sako11
This was the shady side of Cerulean; you didn't come here by choice and if you did it was hoping you would leave vary soon. The people here weren't really the issue or at least the people who lived here, sure there were a few Team Rocket members here and there but not any more than you could find in the suburbs. No the reason this place was avoided was the Sisterhood. This was their territory and most people who came through didn't know what to do with them. The Sisterhood wasn't really an organization but a family, they didn't steal at all except maybe the building they "clamed" in the industrial side of town and they never hurt anyone… Unless they were hit first.
Misty Waterflower was the gym leader's youngest daughter but there was one huge difference between her and her older sisters. They were smart pretty and popular, she struggled to get B's and was known as the runt. Her mother who long since past away had always told her she would blossom to be the prettiest of them all but she had given up her faith in that. At thirteen she was just that tomboy who could never live up to the Waterflower standards and wasn't happy with that. She lived in the rich side of town in the gym which brought most of the cities travelers who came in search of a gym badge.
Days were different now and trainers had to be at least 21 to travel and train Pokemon actively. You could get your first Pokemon at 10 still but you had to pass tests and physicals in order to get one. You were lucky to get a Pokemon by 13 or 14 and even luckier to get you pick. Team Rocket was slowly but surely gaining power and new members with the promise of Pokemon without a test. Of course you had to be 11 to join Team Rocket.
Flame Addams was the leader of the Sisterhood and at 15 she wasn't exactly physically matched with her personality. She was a leader and a bossy tomboy at that, she did have tolerance for those who needed it and often opened her eyes past prejudges ideas and opinions. To the other orphaned she was known as the saint of the streets, she was not sexist but at this point of her life was closer to the teenaged girls who wondered almost aimlessly into her life. Most of the Sisterhood were runaways who had been mistreated at home or at school or just needed someone to listen for once in their lives. They dedicated themselves to making a home where they all could live and function without the social issues that came from normal child life.
Two faces have been found, two cultures have been named what will happen? When will they clash? Will things run smoothly or will they rip at the seams? What dose this orphaned saint have to do with the runt of Cerulean? Find out in Chapter one: Footsteps.