I'm not doing the disclaimer, because I've done it in every other chapter of this story. And by now I hope you get that I don't own Pokemon.
Author's Note: Recently I did a Inuyasha fan fic, and I updated this. So, now I'm moving on with this chapter.
Chapter 19: Tragic Memories
Misty walked through walked the quaters of her room, and sighed. She looked over at a picture that was by her bed. As she sits down, and young male walks into the room.
"Misty?" He starts out.
"Yeah? What is it Jamie?" She asked, not bothering to turn around.
"You're needed downstairs." He said calmly, and walked over to her, and on her bed. Next to her.
"Why?"
"I'm not sure. But your father would like to see you. I believe it was about today's mission." He said truthfully.
"Right, whatever. Get out." She said irritated.
"Alright." He got up and left her room. She sighed, "Why do I feel like I'm doing something dirty."
Just then someone came into her room. It was a mysterious figure. Then person did not show his face to her, for he wore a hooded cloak over him.
"That's probably because you are." He said to her in a deep concerned voice.
"Well, no shit." She was starting to get ofensive.
"Don't start acting like a bitch. That's what makes you loose your concentration on your/our goals." He said.
"Just cut the crap Brock!" She yelled, and ripped the cloak off of him.
And once she did that, it revealed a strong muscular man wearing black pants and a dark blue shirt, the person had black hair and brown eyes. This man, was called Brock.
"Why can't you just give up. I'm not going back, and neither are you. You must get Ash to meet with you. And then you'll give him that gas stuff." She said, getting up from her bed.
"But, you know you're not allowed to do things outside of the Team." He said.
"I don't care, I'm the best, next to my damned father." She didn't hesitate to say.
"Alright. I will tommrow. For now, you may want to see what your father wants." He said concerned.
"Okay." She said while getting up and walking out the door with her good friend; Brock by her side.
Soon, after Misty and Brock left her room, they were close to reaching her father's quarters. As, they walked down the hall. She looked into a room that had a young woman in it. She struggled to try and get free from the ropes, she looked like the girl that was with Ash and co.
The girl glanced over, and looked at Misty and Brock. She mumbled a few words. She manageded to get the thing that was around her mouth off. "You bitch, get back her."
Misty ignored what that woman said to her. In the distance she could hear her yelling. "You stole my pokemon! Give them back." Soon, her and Brock reached her father's quarters. She knocked on the door, and awaited permission to enter.
"You may come in." He said behind the closed door.
Misty entered the room, and Brock followed. Brock stood on the side of Misty.
"You may go now, Brock." The man said.
Brock bowed, and left the room. Closing the door behind him.
"Misty. Please have a seat." He said.
She glanced up and walked over to a chair. And then sat down. "What is it?"
"I can have you demoted for what you did today." He said with a tad bit of anger.
"Yes, you can. But you're not going to." She snickered.
"And why is that?" She questioned.
"Because, I'm the best that you've got. And you don't want to risk demoting your best, and not getting what you exactly want." She said with ease.
He growled, under his breath. "Well. That's true, and you're the perfect pawn. To you're ex's pokemon."
Misty was taking a sip of her water, that one of them had given her. And she started to choke on it, and the mentioning of her ex. She didn't want to hear about him.
"Oh, don't tell me. You forgot about once and only love; Ash Ketchum." He snickered.
"No, I haven't but he is now just a figure of my imagination. He is of no concern to me, my only concern is Team Aqua." She said as she stood up, and was about to take her leave.
"You leave when I tell you to." He said angred at what she was about to do.
"You're just my father. Not anyone important." She didn't care about what she just said to him, and she paid no attention to his warnings. For she knew, if he tried to do anything; she wouldn't work with him.
Misty exited the room. And walked down the hall, to her best friend's room. Soon, she arrived and knocked on the door. And soon, she answered, "Hello, Misty." She said.
"Hi, May. What's up?" She asked.as May motioned for her to come in.
"Nothing much. But yeah, Tracey is hot." She said smiling.
"Really now. It would be nice to see him again. But yeah, you and Brock know what to do right?" She asked, concerned.
"Yes, I do. Yo, Brock. Do, you know what to do tommrow?" She yelled to him.
"Yeah, yeah. I know. I understood the first time." He said, while coming from May's mini kitchen.
"Hey, Brock." She said to him.
"Hello, again." He replied.
"Okay, I've been having flashbacks from when I was younger; lately." She sighed and sat on May's couch.
"Really. Have they been interfearing with your work?" May asked.
"Yes. I'm getting fed up with this." She stood and started to pace around the room.
"Oh, hey. Misty. You know there's a Costume ball party this Saturday. You should go. I know I am, May you going?" Brock asked.
"Yeah, I'm going. But I having nothing to wear." May replied.
"I'm not sure. If I do go, who would I go with?" Misty asked.
"Well, we have to go find dates then." Brock said.
"I guess so." May and Misty said in unision.
Anywho, I'm cutting it short. Sorry all.
Chapter 20: Ball Room Party
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