Here's chapter two. I've had these ready and waiting for a while now. Hope you like it and don't think Neko's an OC.
Disclaimer: I no own any of this.
Crossing Paths: Second Edition
Chapter Two:
Culture Shock
Neko groaned as consciousness painfully came back. Obviously, it seemed that Mewtwo and Celebi didn't think much of comfort on the trip.
'They just had to land me in the middle of who knows where, didn't they?' She thought as she picked herself up off the hard cement. The fucshia haired girl shook her head to get rid of the last of her disorientation, and took her first look at her new surroundings.
The sun was bright and exposed almost every detail around her. Grey walls stood imposingly five feet away from her on her left and right. Garbage bins and trash were scattered next to the walls, and this little bit of info told her this was a well-populated city. But it seemed she was missing one thing.
"Fox!"
Her Pikachu responded to her call. "Pika!"
Neko grinned as Fox bounded into her open arms. "Fox! I'm glad you made it. I'm gonna need every friend I can get, I can feel it."
"Pika, pi." Fox agreed and climbed up onto his trainer's shoulder.
"Now, let's see if we can figure out where we are." She stood up and chose a direction, going at random. From the looks of her surroundings and the sound, she was in a city. She walked to the end of the alley she was in and took a right. She continued to walk, as she looked for a way out. It was like a maze, with turns leading off each way. But Neko didn't turn off onto one of these other alleys. She stayed on the path she picked first. She could hear a motor up ahead, so she knew if she kept going, she'd get to a road or street soon.
Voices came into hearing range, and they weren't kind ones. The Pokemon trainer hid behind a large trashcan and peeked at the two people that the voices belonged to. One had long, platinum blonde hair, lavender eyes, and tanned skin. He- Neko figured the first was a he from his body shape and posture- wore a lavender hoody T-shirt and black cargo pants, and many gold armbands.
If the first was odd, the second was just plain weird. He had snow white hair that stood up in spikes everywhere, and amber eyes. His T-shirt had a horizontal blue and white stripe pattern, and what looked to be a really tight pair of blue jeans. Both male teens looked as if they had done some nasty things in the past and had liked it.
Neko watched as the one with the snow-white hair spoke first, "So you're the one with a Millennium Item…" Mr. I-Like-Jewelry-More-Than-I-Should glanced at the almost albino with a searing glare. "Now be a good boy and give it to me." The almost albino again.
"Who are you?"
"I'm the person who's going to kill you if you get in the way of my plan!"
They glared at each other for another minute, a battle of the wills.
"So…tell me…what is it that you want?
"Your Millennium Item, of course. If you give it to me nice and quiet, I'll let you live…"
The platinum blonde smirked. "So you're collecting them? But why?"
"Power, of course. In a hidden temple in Egypt is the Tablet of the Pharaoh's Memories. When the seven Millennium Items are placed in the Tablet…the Door of Darkness will open. And the one who opened it will gain the evil power, which was sealed in the void long ago.
"So who are you?" The blonde asked again.
Amber eyes narrowed, "Bakura."
"I have…a proposition for you. I will give you the Millennium Rod, in exchange for defeating and killing the Pharaoh in my stead."
"What? Can't do it yourself?" Bakura taunted.
The blonde glared, "Do we have a deal?"
"Yes, yes, deal. I'll do your dirty work." Bakura rolled his eyes.
"Good, now what is your plan?"
"This…" Bakura pulled out a switchblade. He slit his arm.
The blood flowed freely, and Bakura laughed, not making a move to staunch it.
Neko had seen enough. She tried to back up, still crouched. It didn't work very well. She hadn't noticed the second trashcan right behind her. She bumped into it, and the can made a /very/ loud noise.
Both teens looked toward the sound. Neko didn't notice though, she was too busy trying not to be seen getting away. Next thing she knew, she was yanked back by her braid.
"Well, what do we have here? An eavesdropper? Tsk, tsk, little girls should know better than to listen in on their betters." Bakura teased, as he wrapped his hand around her braid.
"You, my better? Pluh-ease! Let me go! Ow!" Bakura pulled on her hair again.
Malik was curious. "Who are you?" He asked.
"No way am I telling you that! Now let me go!"
He shook his head. "You will tell me, one way or another." Malik concentrated on the power in his rod, and then on the girl.
In the landscape of her mind, Malik began to quickly take control. Out of the middle of nowhere, a huge cat came bounding up to him. It looked a bit like a lioness, but with a red jewel in the center of its forehead. It came straight up to Malik and hit him with one huge, sharp-clawed paw, which knocked him right out of Neko's mind.
"Ow!" He exclaimed, as he noticed three large scratch marks on his hand.
"What?" Bakura questioned, a bit confused.
"I can't control her."
"So," Bakura shrugged. "There are other ways we can use her." Both Bakura and Malik grinned, realizing the opportunities. Bakura released Neko's hair and punched her hard, right in the face.
"Gah! What was that for?" She yelled, holding her face.
"Simple, we need to use you, and we need you out like a light." Bakura sneered, and clenched his fist for another punch.
"I don't think so. Fox, Thundershock attack!" The Pokemon that had stayed unnoticed until now sprang from behind his trainer and unleashed a few hundred volts of electricity. He wanted his trainer to get away from these people, and not kill them.
Malik seemed shaken from the attack, but Bakura shook it off like it was nothing. "What are you, a rock type?! That should have stopped you in your tracks!"
"I'm not your average mortal," chuckled Bakura, as he came closer.
"Oh yeah? Well, we'll see about that! Fox, again!"
"No." Neko noticed an oddly designed dream catcher appear around Bakura's neck, saw it glow, and Fox was thrown against the far wall.
"Fox! Are you ok?" Neko asked, rushing to her KO'd Pokemon. 'Was that a psychic attack? No way, only the Gym leader Sabrina could use attacks like that!' "Who- who are you?" She stuttered, backing against the wall with Fox cradled in her arms.
Bakura let out a laugh, a bone-chilling laugh, which made Neko all the more afraid.
"Me? I am a thief and a stealer of souls. And you, my dear, are my prize."
Bakura gave another laugh that echoed against the walls and kept Neko in place with fear. A flash of light came from Bakura's odd necklace and darkness rushed up to meet her.
I'm following the manga, just to let you guys know, except for a few changes. The beginning quotes were direct from the book. As I lose accessability to the manga, I'll use the anime more and more, as that's what I can get my hands on. Review please!