Sorry it's been so long to those who have been reading this. The main reasons this took so long is because of length and procrastination on putting this chapter up. I hope you will forgive me for this.
Well, enjoy.
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Chapter 2
A pale skinned anchorwoman who appeared to be in her early twenties stood in front of the fire smoking rubble of the used to be tower of the Elite. Her long brown hair, which was obviously dyed due to the small amounts of green you could see, danced naturally behind her as the wind blew in her face. Her size double D breasts, which were obvious implants, made her shirt show her belly button and her long skirt was so see through, you could swear she wasn't wearing it at all. Her look definitely got anyone's attention to watch and it was all the perverted news team she worked for cared about. Her pink nail-polished right hand held a microphone firmly up to her ruby red lips. Her dark-blue eyes, which showed hidden anger from how much she hated her job, focused heavily on the camera in front of her as she waited for her cue. It soon came, and she started speaking in a feminine voice, though one could tell it was being amplified, that could attract any man.
"I'm coming to you live from the building of the Elite Masters, where earlier today it was blown up by some sort of mysterious explosion."
An occupant lied in a hospital bed as it looked at the news report on the TV that was hanging from one of the white walls. Like an ordinary patient, he was lying down on his back and was in an adjusted position that made him comfortable on the bed. However, this person was here because of a certain thing that happened, and it was not the one on the TV. The being remembered the incident very well.
Brown eyes focused heavily on the match at hand. For the entire battle, a single small yellow, brown-stripped, red-cheek mouse, known as a Pikachu, was dominating the match. It was the final battle, the one that would decide the champion of the tournament. The messy black hair individual looked at the worn out Flygon in front of him. There was only one pokemon left to defeat.
Everything that was happening this whole time seemed to be quite unexplainable. Every time Pikachu used an attack of the electricity element, the pokemon was knocked out. The very thing that made it unexplainable was that each pokemon the little mouse had defeated was of the earth element. Thus, it shouldn't have worked at all.
This little Pikachu took out every pokemon that the female with short blue hair, known as Maiden Sukiade, who seemed to have a strange resemblance to someone the man once met, had. The pale skinned female in a maid outfit had a reputation of losing every battle she had ever been in, which strangely sounded very familiar to the same person he reminded her of. She was only in this tournament because she had past the test everyone had to take just to get in with flying colors. Plus, she was only this far because all of her previous competitors in the tournament each had the same strange illness that made it impossible for them to compete. Thus making them be disqualified. She was furious that the open-fingered gloved hand male was making her look like the worst novice in the entire world. Fate had brought her this far, and she wasn't about to let a single pokemon stop her from winning.
"Flygon, attack that damn Ketchum kid now!" The furious Ms. Sukiade commanded. "Rip that bastard's heart out!"
No one knew how the Flygon was trained to obey such a command, but it did. The insect like dragon charged towards Mr. Ketchum, ready to kill the human. Pikachu tried to launch an attack, but was blown away by the powerful wind that came as it rushed overhead.
The giant red eyed being perched itself on top of the bar of the high green trainer's box Mr. Ketchum was on. The powerful green arm came down upon the man wearing a red hat, which had a green pokeball on it. Sharp white nails severed the fine fabric of the blue sweater he was wearing, slightly exposing the black shirt underneath.
The audience gasped in a mixture of shock and horror as the unthinkable happened in front of their eyes.
"Oh no! Ash!" An orange-red, shoulder length hair girl screamed out as the man in front of her green ocean eyes was attacked.
The powerful Flygon balled its fingers into a fist and punched Ash in the chest. Loud sounds of bones being broken from within echoed through the arena as the fist connected, drowning out the helpless trainer's cries of agony. The power of metal flowed through to the pursuer's tail, making it glow brighter than the sun above. On a single foot, it swung around and made the tail slam against the right arm of the male, making him skid across the hard metal and made his left shoulder hit against the steel bars. Ash wailed out as he was in great distress.
He was in an amount of pain he had never felt before. Ash got up as he held onto his left arm, which was hanging loosely as if it wasn't connected to the body. He clenched his teeth tightly and shut one eye as he tried his best to ignore the pain. The Flygon then threw the fist into the mid-section of the man, making him double over in pain. He coughed out blood from his punctured blood vessels within his chest.
The red head that screamed out his name had seen the one she loved in pain far too much already. Her green sea eyes burned with anger as she got out of her seat and removed a single pokeball that was connected around the waist of her yellow shorts that went half way to her knee and ran down the stairs.
"Misty, wait!" A dark skinned, spiked black hair man cried out to the red head.
Misty ignored his plea and continued running down the stairs, her loose short orange-red hair flapping wildly behind her in the natural wind that continuously hit her face. As soon as she reached the last step, she grabbed onto the handlebar with her free left hand and hoisted herself over it. Twenty feet high above the ground, she delicately released the pokeball from her hand and called out the pokemon's name.
"Gyarados, I choose you!" She shouted out.
A blue serpent dragon appeared on the field in front of her. Misty landed on her feet and then caught the pokeball in her hand. The crowd would've probably cheered if it were not for the death match going on. She extended her right arm forward, and, with her index finger pointing straight ahead towards the Flygon, she gave Gyarados a single command.
"Gyarados, use Hydro Pump!" She yelled.
The behemoth roared out and inhaled a deep breath before shooting out a powerful stream of water. The powerful water attack hit the Flygon, but not before it delivered one final punch into Ash's face, breaking his nose, making blood pour out freely. The Flygon was knocked out in one hit. It was obviously as weak in defense as the others that were knocked out by Pikachu were. Before he lost his vision, Ash was able to get a full view of the red trainer's box in front of him. Maiden Sukiade had vanished.
Misty rushed up to the top of the ladder on the trainer's box where Ash's body laid. His back was against the bars of the box. His eyes were shut, his mouth hung open, and his breathing was barely audible. Misty rushed up to his unconscious body and started shaking him gently.
"Ash wake up! Please wake up, Ash! Please! You can't leave me!" She pleaded to him.
As the memory faded away from him, Ash looked upon himself. His sweater and shirt had been removed, and even though he couldn't see it, his hat as well. His left arm was in a sling, while his nose that he could barely see in front of himself had a small white bandage that was big enough to cover it. His chest was also bandaged up, but rather in a tight cast. It hurt to breathe, despite the painkillers he was given, but he was used to the pain by now.
There was something else on his chest. Lying there, sleeping soundly, her left ear listening to the handsome man's beating heart, her arms slightly supporting her head, with a slight seeable smile on her face, was the beautiful woman that he loved. The same red head that had saved his life from that Flygon that nearly killed him. The friend he had known for ten years. The girl he knew as Misty, who he sometimes called Mist.
He was not in love with her because she saved him from that Flygon. No. There was a different reason. He remembered the very thing that made it possible. He remembered that special night very clearly.
Ash, Pikachu, Misty and the dark skinned, black spiked hair male were all around a campfire, playing a game of "Truth or Dare." The one with spike hair had just finished a dare of a rather embarrassing attempt to try to whistle while his mouth was full of crackers. Ash and Misty were holding onto their sides, while Pikachu was full of giggles and rolling around on the ground, laughing at the embarrassing scene their friend was in. Ash, Misty and Pikachu finally got their laughing under control.
"Okay Brock, your turn." Ash said.
"Okay! Ash, truth or dare?" The dark skinned male asked.
"Dare!" Ash answered, believing he could take anything his friends gave him.
Brock decided to get him back for the embarrassment he was put through. He thought up just the very thing. "Alright! I dare you to kiss Misty." He said.
Ash was extremely shocked and had a blush on his face. "What?" He asked, greatly surprised.
"And you have to do it on the lips." Brock said as he decided to spice up the dare.
Misty just sat there. She was greatly shocked. A blush was also present on her face. The moment she had been waiting for all her life was finally going to arrive. She closed her eyes and waited for the kiss. Ash moved towards her as Misty started to tremble. What would the kiss fell like? Would it be everything she ever dreamed it would be?
Ash's Pikachu just covered his tiny dark blue eyes with his small yellow paws. He was blushing of embarrassment with a non-tooth smile on his face. Even though he had teeth, they just weren't showing with his smile. Pikachu was far too embarrassed to see his master kiss someone who was considered his best friend.
The lips touched, and feeling something unknown within him, Ash deepened the kiss. Misty welcomed the kiss. It was greater than she ever dreamed of. To Misty, it was warmer than the fire near her, and more inviting than anything else she had welcomed into her life was. She returned the kiss. She loved the feel of it so much. She never wanted it to end. However, it soon did as their lips parted. It only lasted less than a minute, but felt like eternity to them.
Her lips craved for the taste of the kiss once more. She wanted that feeling of Ash touching her lips with his own back. She immediately grabbed Ash by his collar and pulled him closer to her.
"Misty, what are you-?" Ash was cut off as Misty kissed him on his lips.
Ash didn't even struggle against the kiss, but just returned it. The same feeling that she felt before had returned to her. It was much more than anything she dreamed it would be. The lips parted, and Misty was finally satisfied with it. Her heartbeat quickened. She loved it more than she thought she would.
Regaining her composure, Misty stared angrily at Brock. Then seemingly from thin air she pulled out a mallet that was three times the size of her. Where it came from was just as much of a mystery as how she could hold it.
"You are so dead, Brock!" Misty threatened.
"Damn it!" Brock cursed as he got up and literally ran for his life, knowing the look of death on Misty's face.
"Hey! You come back here!" She warned as she began her pursuit.
Misty chased him and finally caught up with him. She swung her giant hammer with all of her might. The head of the hammer came down right on his head, knocking him down to the ground. Brock was lucky that he was still in one piece. All the while, a single thought went through Ash's mind.
I think I'm in love with Misty. He thought to himself.
Ash smiled as he remembered that moment nearly two months ago. He had forgotten that he still needed to get Brock back for that. In all truth, it was actually what made him realize that he was in love with Misty. He had fallen for her a long time ago. The only thing was he was so dense back then that he didn't even know what love felt like. The kiss was just the very thing he needed to finally realize all they had been through, and how much he truly loved her.
Even after that though, Ash and Misty didn't confess their feelings to one another. They didn't have to, because they knew. They knew deep down in their hearts that they loved eachother. There really was no need to tell the other you were in love when you both just knew. Their romantic moments towards eachother were enough to show that.
He further scanned the perfectly shaped personage sleeping soundly on his broken chest. His eyes came to a stop on her right hand. On that particular hand, wrapped around a single finger, she was wearing a single diamond ring that was sparkling with the colors of the rainbow as the sunlight from the window shined through it. To be more exact, it was a wedding ring. Ash closed his eyes as he remembered the very day he proposed to her. Which was no more than a month ago.
Ash and Misty were sitting near a beautiful lake. It was a clear night. The many stars were out and the moon was full. Ash and Misty were looking up at the stars, playing a little game where they had to make constellations of their own. Misty found a very unique one.
"Hey Ash! Do you see that one?" Misty asked.
Ash took a good look at where she was pointing and saw the exact same constellation she saw.
"Hey! It's a Luvdisc!" He said as he saw the stars that made the heart shaped pokemon.
As Misty looked at the Luvdisc, she changed the subject.
"Hey Ash, if you ever find the girl you love, would you marry her someday?" Misty asked, trying her best to hide the obvious blush she had on her face.
Ash just saw this as a casual, yet unusual conversation and went along with it. "Well sure! Why wouldn't I?" He asked.
"Well how would you do it?"
"The traditional way."
Misty furrowed an eyebrow at him. "You would not!"
"I would too!"
"Would not!"
"Would too!"
"Would not!"
"Yes I would! I'd get down on one knee like this," Ash got down on one knee and held Misty's hand. "And ask her 'Will you marry me?'"
"Yes!" Ash was shocked by her response. He thought she was playing along, but before he could say anything, Misty spoke again. "And I mean it. I do want to marry you!"
Ash just smiled as he remembered that very scene. Not the way one would expect a proposal to go, but one that still ended up satisfying him nonetheless. Ash put his hand onto Misty's back and gently rubbed it in an affectionate matter.
Misty, you're a clever woman. Ash thought to himself.
He then leaned forward and lightly pecked Misty on her forehead. The feel of the kiss made Misty start to moan. She then fluttered her eyes open and leaned up from Ash's chest to look him in the eyes.
"Have a good sleep?" Ash asked.
Misty then put her left hand on his chin and moved her face closer to Ash's. She then brought her right fist into his face, causing Ash more pain then his broken bones.
"OW! What did you do that for?" Ash asked angrily.
Misty got right up to his face, eyes glaring pure hatred. "I was having a perfect dream and you woke me from it! That's what!" She answered harshly.
Now Ash felt sorry for what he did. "Oh, I'm sorry!" He apologized. "What was it about?" He asked curiously.
Misty's angry frown turned upside down into a cheerful smirk. "Why, you silly! Ever since that kiss you gave me I've been dreaming about you." She answered while lightly scratching his chin with her index finger.
"Oh, I see!" He said was a smile on his face.
Misty got up and started to leave the room. "Where you going, Misty?" Ash asked.
"Just nature calling. Nothing big." She answered him in an assured tone.
"Oh, okay." Ash said. As soon as Misty left he turned his attention back to the TV.
"… For channel thirteen news, this is Mikoko reporting." The same anchorwoman from earlier said.
"You really shouldn't have switched your job, Mikoko. I can see that it's just hurting you." Ash muttered to himself.
Meanwhile in a dark unknown place that only those of an evil crime organization roam, a man was sitting comfortably in his leather cushioned very expensive chair. His orange vest wasn't a popular color among leaders of crime organizations, but it made him quite identifiable to anyone he met. In front of him was a desk made of finely carved maple. Situated on the desk were several pens in a chrome perfectly cylinder pencil holder. Along with papers that were filed and ones waiting to be filed, and finally, at the very edge of the desk was a small golden plaque with the name "Giovanni Sakaki" carved out in big Times New Roman Text style letters. Even smaller in the same text form right below it were the words "Leader of Team Rocket and the Viridian City Gym."
In front of him sat three subjects in wooden chairs made of the same fine maple his desk was made of. The ones in front of him consisted of a woman with purplish red hair in a curved motion that met her bottom, a man with light blue hair that was cut to go barely past his ears, both of which had white uniforms with a blood red "R" on it. Finally, seated in the middle was a small white cat with some sort of coin on his forehead. Each one of them was shaking in fear as they looked into their boss' cold brown eyes. They had been failing at just trying to pull off one single mission for the past ten years. Their boss had called them in, and they knew why. He wasn't too happy with their performance on just one simple, all too easy mission.
"I believe you know why I called you here." Giovanni said in a low toned voice that almost sounded like he was whispering.
"Uh, I think I have a pretty good feeling." The blue haired man said frightfully.
"It's because you have failed on one simple assignment for the past ten years. It's now too late. You have already failed your mission completely."
"Boss, what do you mean?" The purplish red head asked.
"What I mean, my dear Jessie, is that you have failed in trying to capture the Pikachu before it happened, and now it's too late. It has already happened."
"What's that mean?" The white cat asked.
A white panther with a small red jewel on its head came up to Giovanni and rubbed its head against the boss' leg. Giovanni just brought his hand down and scratched the panther behind the ears. The panther purred as its itchy head got scratched.
"Let me tell you a little story, it happened eleven years ago on this very day…" Giovanni began.
Situating to the same place eleven years ago, Giovanni was standing in front of a large circular tube. Inside it was a small yellow egg with a brown thunderbolt in the middle. Locked inside a cage, two Pikachu looked angrily at the egg in front of them. It was their own child they were glaring at. However, these two didn't love eachother at all. They were forced to mate by humans. Special experiments and surgeries were done to make the female Pikachu pregnant and produce that egg, which for their species was an unnatural thing. She cursed the man in front of her and vowed to literally slice his neck off for making her a mother to an abomination.
Giovanni held a recorder in his hand, which he brought up to his mouth and talked in to. "December 3, 3:45 PM. I am nearly complete with my experiment. The experiment I have been working on is to create a pokemon that is invincible. If my calculations are correct, when this egg hatches, the baby will be given powers so great, that no pokemon, not even the one that is strongest against it, which in this case is the earth element, will be able to resist the attack. It is quite an amazing achievement. To imagine, a pokemon with no weakness. Only a handful of pokemon can pull off such a feat normally. However, this case is different. If my calculations are correct, this pokemon of the electrical element will be able to defeat its earth elemental opponents with moves of its own element. However, my calculations show that it will take years for it to reach its full power. With the power that this pokemon will hold at my command, nothing will stop me!" He then turned off the recorder.
Giovanni continued to look at the egg inside the glass tube, waiting patiently for it to hatch. "Once this egg hatches, we can begin the next part of my plan." He said evilly to himself.
In a sudden reaction, the egg started to glow brighter than the sun. Giovanni looked at this and smiled evilly. "Yes! It is time!" He then turned to one of the male scientists in the room. "Get ready to activate Phase Two at my command!" He said. The male scientist put his hand on lever and readied himself to pull on it at his boss' command.
The glowing egg started to take shape of something new. It soon stopped glowing, and a new creature was in its place. The small yellow mouse in front looked like the two Pikachu in the cage, who were glaring at their new child, but was quite different. It was about half the size in height and the ears were more triangular and had a black outline. It was a Pichu, the baby form of the Pikachu family.
Giovanni looked at the new Pichu with a wicked smile. "Now!" He shouted to the scientist that was ready. The male scientist pulled the switch down.
Almost immediately after the switch was pulled, dangerous volts of electricity surrounded the little Pichu and started shocking it. The Pichu screamed in agony as it was electrocuted with power beyond its limits. Suddenly, without warning, the powerful volts flowed into the tiny Pichu. It tried to resist the new intake of the voltage, but the efforts were left in vain. As the electricity flowed through the tiny rodent, a new power started to flow through it.
In a sudden flash of bright light, the little Pichu started to glow brighter than the sun. Giovanni smiled evilly at this. His plan was working. As the Pichu glowed, it started to grow even bigger, and take a slightly different form. When it had stopped glowing, it was revealed that the little Pichu had evolved into a Pikachu.
Upon seeing the results, Giovanni took out his recorder. However, before he could speak, the new Pikachu started producing dangerous electricity from its cheeks. Lightning crackled from the small rodent as it filled the tube in a yellowish glow. The electricity built up higher and higher in power as it went beyond a level for any Pikachu as young as this one. The protective glass around the tube shattered and the dangerous lightning hit the multiple machines around the lab. Deadly explosions emitted from the machines as the electricity ripped through the metal, snapped the wires and hit the main power source of the machine.
Fire and smoke filled the area as the explosions emitted. As the smoke reached the roof, the fire sprinkles that covered the ceiling set off as they sprayed water onto the red hot embers to put them out. As the fire and smoke died down, Giovanni scanned the lab. Years of hard work to build lab had been quickly destroyed as if it were for naught. However, as he looked around the lab, he could find no trace of the Pikachu that had destroyed everything. Either it had escaped or it had perished.
Giovanni eyed the cage and what he saw disgusted him to no end. The two Pikachu he had done unnatural breeding experiments on were now dead. The explosion had made unnatural sharp pieces that had made wounds so severe and so big that you could see the insides of their bodies.
He continued to look around, and up near the top, he saw the entrance/exit of the ventilation shaft that was in the room opened. There was only one conclusion of why it was opened… the creature had escaped.
He held his recorder up to his mouth and spoke into it. "It seems my experiment was beyond my expectations. Not only did the electric power prove to be beyond the level of normal handling, but it seems that I have found a way to increase evolution, but also increase intelligence as well. These experiments though have created something unnatural, which has escaped into the outside world. If I don't retrieve this creature before it's too late, it may very well destroy this planet before I can rule it."
Back at the present time, the three occupants were surprised by what they had been told. The little Pikachu they had been chasing for ten long years was the very same one he had created to actually be far stronger than any normal Pikachu at its level of experience. According to what these three knew, where it was, according to experts who are too attached to mathematics and go against the fact that natural things have no level, level five, it was about as powerful as a level twenty was.
It seemed to go beyond what those same experts believed to be the limit of all pokemon strength. In all real truth, there was no limit to the level pokemon could go. Giovanni had completed the impossible. He had made a pokemon with the ability to achieve unlimited strength in their natural element. The only thing left he needed was for someone to train it, and the one kid they had been following for ten years, Ash Ketchum, was the guinea pig.
"So, now do you understand why I need it?" Giovanni asked.
"Uh, because you were the one who created it and you want it back, right?" The whimpering man asked.
"That is correct, James!" He stopped scratching his white panther and put his elbows onto his desk with his fingers joining together. "The only problem is that it has become far too attached to the boy. Making it follow our every command will be very difficult. However, it is possible, it's just going to take something that I've been working on to achieve."
He got out of his chair and headed to the door to his office. As he opened the door, he motioned Jessie, James and Meowth to follow him with a simple movement of his index finger. The three Rocket members immediately followed their boss.
They walked down the dimly lit by burning torches deserted corridor, save for a few Team Rocket members, their black shoes clacking loudly on the stone floor that echoed off the stone walls. As they passed the wooden doors, each guarded by a member of Team Rocket, Jessie, and James and Meowth shook violently with fear, curious as to where they were going. They were at the so far down in the membership of Team Rocket that one more mistake would be their last, and they knew what happened to those who went too far down. In short, they had great reason to fear, as they knew their boss was giving them a final assignment. One that they knew if they failed, their very life would come to an end.
They soon reached a door at the end of the dim hallway and came to a single door in front. On the door, in big bold blood red letters was a sign that said, "Restricted Area. Authorized Personal Only."
Giovanni put his hand up to a hand scanner next to the door and pressed firmly against it. The hand scanner read his hand and approved him. A small hole suddenly appeared in the wall. Jessie, James and Meowth were shocked what had appeared, but Giovanni wasn't. It was as if he was expecting this to happen. He then bent down so his eye was level with that of the new hole in the wall. The hole was an eye scanner. It carefully read his eye carefully and confirmed him. A small section of the wall opened and out of the wall appeared a small microphone. Giovanni cleared his throat and spoke into it.
"Giovanni." He said firmly.
Almost immediately after he spoke, several guns appeared out of the ceiling. Jessie, James and Meowth shook in great fear as the guns were pointed at them, ready to fire.
"And three guests." Giovanni said simply.
The three guns retreated back into the ceiling and Jessie, James and Meowth gave a sigh of relief.
The four of them walked in as the door opened, allowing them in. The room was completely dark, save for a small pillar of light in the distance. Inside the pillar was a small table that seemed to have some sort of case on it that was surrounded by a dome of glass. He then walked up to the table, and as he reached the front of it, several things appeared from within the table. Two switches, two levers, and three buttons. He flipped one of the switches. Then he pulled one of the levers, and finally he pushed one of the buttons. Upon putting in the combination, the glass dome opened and allowed Giovanni to take the case.
Giovanni picked up the case. It was small enough to fit in his hand comfortably. Also, it was made of fine hand crafted oak and had a lock on it that could only be opened by a one of a kind key. With how well protected it was, it must've been very valuable. Only a few burglars could successfully pull off a heist to take such an item from the head of Team Rocket. Giovanni turned to the three members who had been following him.
"Inside this case that I am holding is a very special one of a kind devise." Giovanni said. He handed the case to James. "It will enable you to capture any pokemon without a bit of difficulty. Even you three bumbling fools couldn't mess up with your assignment that you haven't completed in ten years." He then lowered his head and so that the dark shadows covered his eyes. "However, if you should by some incredibly small chance fail, the consequences will be dire." He warned them.
Jessie, James and Meowth saluted him. "We won't let you down, sir!" James said and they immediately left the room as fast as they could.
As soon as the three members closed the door behind them, Giovanni gave himself a wicked smile. "Even if you fail, I'll still have that Pikachu of yours, Ash Ketchum." He said to himself. He then took out a walkie-talkie and spoke into it almost immediately after he turned it on. "I have sent out my lowest ranked members. Follow them, and make sure the plan doesn't fail."
"Yes sir!" The voice from the device said.
Back at the hospital, Misty had just finished using the restroom. She knew something was wrong with her. What was happening to her wasn't normal at all. Her bladder had been going off more than normal. She knew an overactive bladder wasn't normal at any age. Since she was at a hospital, she might as well get an appointment and find out exactly what was going on.
She went up to the reception desk and, seeing no one there, rang the small bell on the desk. A woman soon came up to her that looked strangely familiar. That red hair with two side pigtails that went down to the back of her chest seemed to make her recognize a girl that made anger flow in her heart. The same blue eyes that made her hate the very person in front of her. The person she hated because of how she tried to steal Ash from her. The girl that was named Macey Moe.
Misty lunged forward and grabbed her by the collar of her white shirt. Macey gave a sudden gasp of surprise as she being grabbed by someone. She looked at the woman who was glaring at her right at her eyes. She immediately recognized her.
"Macey!" Misty said in the harshest tone her voice could produce.
Macey closed her eyes with an evil non-tooth, though she did have teeth, they just weren't showing, smile. "Well, well, well! Hello there, Misty! Long time no see!" She said in a fake friendly voice.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, with the fact that I've been working here for the past month, just doing my job!" She showed the obvious anger in her with the last part of her sentence.
"So you're not trying to take Ash?"
"Oh? My boyfriend's here? Well, I guess I'll go see him and remind him of that date he still owes me." She said, putting the emphasis on the word "still."
That remark only made Misty angrier, if that was even possible.
"You're not going on any date with him because I'm marrying him!" She said.
Macey scoffed at her. "Yeah right! Do you have any proof of that?"
Misty showed Macey the ring she was wearing on her right hand. "How's this ring I'm wearing for proof?"
Macey just held her evil non-tooth smile. "Well, that ring can only prove one of three things. One, you like jewelry. Two, you are already married to someone, or three, you actually are getting married. However, it doesn't prove you are getting married to my Ash."
"Well you can just ask him!"
"I will!" She then decided to chance the subject. "Now, I'm sure you didn't ring the bell to get me over here to kill me."
She dropped Macey, making her land on the black leather desk chair with a hard thump. "Just set me up with an appointment."
Macey then handed Misty a clipboard with a piece of paper and a pen on it. "Just fill out this form and I'll set you up." She instructed her.
Misty angrily took it from her, went to one of the nearby uncomfortable plastic chairs and sat down. She started filling out the form.
I hope that this really is nothing and it will go away soon.
Meanwhile, Giovanni was walking down one of the dark corridors. He soon came to a door that one of his Rocket members was guarding. The unknown man, who was wearing a black shirt with a blood red "R" on it and had a black hat that covered his face, saluted Giovanni as he entered the door.
As soon as the door was closed the man right next to it raised his cap to show to the empty hallway that he was Mr. Charles Tamaranze Kaichou Goodshow. He had secretly followed Giovanni to the hideout. He was very fast for a man of his age, and despite his decreasing health due to aging, he was stronger than most men thirty years younger.
"Now, time to find out what you're up to." He whispered to himself. He carefully opened the door, just wide enough for him to hear what was being said in that room.
Giovanni continued to walk through the room, his fine black leather polished shoes clapping loudly on the hard floor. He soon came to a chair that was on wheels and was completely black and was made of plastic. He put his arms onto the armrests that were present on the chair and pushed one of the three buttons on the left armrest. The many screens in front of him turned on, showing a person in front of each one.
All of the gym leaders of the world had been called forth for a meeting. This meeting was being held because of the incident of the members of the Elite. Now that all of the Elite members had been killed, they had to figure out who would be perfect to replace them. Giovanni had a feeling this would not go well.
"Well, I'm sure you all know why you're all here." Giovanni began.
"Yes, it's to figure out who is best to replace the Elite, and I say that I should be the one to take Lance's place since I am a trainer of the dragon element!" A woman with long blue hair that was tied in a back ponytail said.
"Yeah right, Clair!" A strong man with blond hair that was cut to make his head look like a perfect quadrilateral countered. "If that title of champion belongs to anyone it belongs to me and my pokemon of the electric element!"
"Like hell it does, Surge!" Clair countered back. "What kind of champion has only one pokemon?"
"One who can knock the living shit out of anyone, baby!"
Giovanni just shook his head, knowing this wasn't going well.
"If that title belongs to anyone it should belong to yours truly!" Said a man with messed up black hair.
"Oh sure, we would love someone who doesn't stick to one type be the leader of us all!" Said a woman with so much red hair that it covered her right eye in a sarcastic tone.
Giovanni slapped himself in the face. It was just sad to see the ones known as Drake Clo Yuuji and Flannery Asuna Moore acting so childish when they were considered rather mature.
"Here's a riddle," began a man that was bald, save for his short gray hair that went in a straight path around the back of his head. "Who will be the next champion? Me, Blain Katsura of the Cinnabar Island Gym!"
"Can it with the riddles, they're giving a goddamn headache!" Shouted a teenaged girl that had black hair while holding her head as if she was in pain, who seemed to have a strange resemblance to the late Elite member Koga Kyou.
"Who is the little girl who can't handle riddles?" Questioned Blaine as he started to turn the meeting into a game of his own that he was obviously enjoying. "The answer is, Janine Anzu Kyou, the daughter of Koga Kyou!"
"Yes! And because of that, I should be the one to take my father's place!"
As Giovanni watched the argument continue to heat up, he turned his head to one of the Gym Leaders of the Johto Region. The pale skinned woman with pink hair looked to be rather glum about something. Giovanni began to grow curious as to why she was sad. He wanted to know the reason, but with all of the shouting he knew he wouldn't be able to hear her. His rage continued to build up. He was about to shout at them when someone beat him to it.
"Will you all shut the hell up?" A man with blue hair shouted at them. Everyone immediately became quiet. "Look! This argument isn't getting us anywhere, and it's highly obvious that none of you will give in!"
"Ms. Akane, is there a problem?" Giovanni asked.
Everyone turned to the woman with pink hair, now noticing her sad look. Her eyes were red and puffy. It seemed that she had been crying about something for quite some time, though they didn't know what exactly.
"It's nothing." Ms. Akane answered.
The rest of the gym leaders were not sure that was true.
"Look, if anything's bothering you, you can tell us. We're your friends, Whitney." A man with short blond hair and a blue bandana tied around his forehead said.
"It's… it's rather personal, Morty." Whitney said as a small hardly visible blush began to appear on her face.
A woman with long black hair spotted the blush. "Okay, I think I know what's going on. Is it about one of the Elite members?" Whitney just nodded at her.
"It's about Lance, right?" A woman with long brown hair asked.
"Are you reading my mind with your psychic powers, Sabrina?" Whitney asked, knowing she was right.
Sabrina shook her head and smiled at her. "No, it was just a bit obvious." She answered truthfully.
Whitney sighed heavily in defeat and decided to tell them her little secret.
"Okay, I'll tell you all the truth." She began. "I have had a crush on Lance for a long time. It all started with a…" She paused for a second, trying to find the right word. "…With an incident in my hometown. As you all recall the Radio Tower was once taken over by rebel pokemon. Lance was such a great friend to me during that time, even when it was a little hard to continue. I must admit, he acted like a jerk sometimes." The word "jerk" got her a few laughs and she joined in the laughter for a bit and then continued. "But he saw me through the hard times and give me the courage I needed to help save my hometown. I wanted to start a relationship with Lance after the situation was taken care of, but I loved my job as a Gym Leader and didn't want to risk losing it, so I decided not to go through with it." She sighed deeply, having finally got so much off her chest. "Now I wish I would've done that before such a thing happened."
"Whitney, you know that such a relationship could've gotten you fired from your job, right?" The blue haired man who had stopped the argument from earlier asked.
"Yes Norman, I do know that, but that's what love is about. It's about taking risks that you know are necessary to be with that special someone. If it means losing your job, then you've got to take that risk. Otherwise, you regret it for the rest of your life. You regret not taking the relationship to where you hopped you would. You end up feeling guilty for what happened to the person, even though you know it's not your fault in any way, shape or form. That's the way I feel now. I feel that I could've done something, but I know there was nothing I could've done to prevent this. Even though he's gone physically, he'll always be with me in spirit and in my heart."
The heartfelt speech seemed to touch everyone present. That is, all except Giovanni. His mind seemed a bit lost for a minute. He remembered that incident at the Radio Tower and how it had cost him some of his best men. He didn't know exactly what had become of all the rebel pokemon. Though he believed them to be defeated somehow, based on the fact that Goldenrod, Whitney's hometown, was now peaceful again. Pushing his mind away from the moment, he decided to get back down to business.
"Anyways, if you are all done with morning over the past events," Giovanni began. "I think I have a way that will be completely fair in determining who should be the newest members of the Elite." All eyes were fixed on him, hoping there was an easy solution to the complex problem at hand. "Simply, a tournament will be thrown. A few days from now, all gym leaders, along with every trainer who has ever competed in a League Tournament will be present. The end of this massive tournament will choose the newest members of the Elite. Only sixteen shall make it to the end. Those sixteen will continue until one is decided, who shall be champion above them all. The rules shall apply to those of certain ones we all feel is fair in deciding what is best to make someone of true skill come on top. So, what do you think?" Giovanni finally asked, keeping secret what rules he would truly make in the end that would have the best possibility of giving him an advantage, yet be fair enough so it would not rouse suspicion.
"So, every single gym leader will be allowed to compete?" Norman asked.
"Yes, Mr. Maple. I believe that several of you have what it takes to become a member of the Elite. If agreed upon, this tournament will be the biggest one ever thrown in the history of the Pokemon League."
"That sounds like an excellent idea!" Said a man with wild light blue hair.
"Indeed, Brawly!" Agreed a man with maroon colored hair. "It would also show that the often dejected Orange League Gym Leaders aren't as weak as people often claim them to be."
"Yes, Danny! We can finally show those n00bs what we're truly made of!" Said a motherly looking woman with medium length brown hair.
"Very glad to see you all agree with it. As soon as my latest project is ready, we can begin." Giovanni said.
Everyone gave Giovanni a perplexed look. "Project?" A man asked with so much blue hair that it covered his right eye.
"Yes, Falkner Hayato. I was hoping all of you would agree, as I am working on a new project that will revolutionize pokemon battling for generations to come. As soon as the last field test is complete, my top technology development scientists and me will make all the necessary arrangements to make sure everyone gets one. However, for the time being, it will mark those who are competing in the tournament. You see one rule I plan to make is for one to battle whoever they like. However, all of the participants they face must be different. Once the match is decided, a point is given to the winner. Whoever wins a certain number of points, which varies depending on the number of participants, will be allowed as part of the top sixteen. As another rule, those who lose shall lose one point. If you have zero points and you lose you match, you are out of the tournament and must be sent back home empty handed. Also, if both participants agree upon it, certain various rules can be made. The only rules that are controlled by the battlers are those of amount. Simply, the amount of pokemon each player can use, how many can be out at the same time, and how many must be defeated to decide the winner. However, it must be fair. Both participants must agree to use up to the same number of pokemon that they agree upon. No exceptions can be made. Also, they can play for a special "winner takes all" battle. This is where more points can be given to the winner of the match. And in addition, whoever loses that match is out of the tournament, regardless of points. Also, another thing that can be controlled, if a certain number of players are around at the same time, where it can be split up fairly, then team battles can commence. For instance, lets say that twelve people are in the same area and want to have a team battle. They can split up fairly into teams of two, three, four or six. They battle against one another, and the winning team is the only one who wins a point for each member of the team. The rest lose a point as the fact that they lost. These are just a few of the many necessary rules I've made for this special tournament. Oh, by the way, our little project makes it and so that only pokemon who are inside a pokeball can be used. What it basically does is launches the pokeball right into the battlefield. The battles will be able to be done anywhere. On the streets, in a dark alley, on top of a building, wherever you feel it fit to have the battle that is where it will take place. So, what do you think?"
All of the Gym Leaders fell silent as they thought carefully about the new rules. None of them had a single pokemon that hated being confined, so none of them thought of the "only pokemon that are inside a pokeball can be used" rule. They all soon came to a conclusion.
"Well, despite the little problem, I think it would be an excellent idea." Morty answered.
"Yeah, you got that right!" Said a bald man that seemed to be a little flabby and was only wearing a pair of shorts, which was highly inappropriate for such a meeting. Everyone else wished he would at least wear a shirt. "It would be nice to finally have an official battle that's not in a required field of some sort."
"Agreed, Chuck!" Clair said. "If this works out, those of us who don't become one of the new members of the Elite will be able to have our official matches once we meet the trainer who wants to challenge us."
Norman was a bit suspicious though. He remembered his daughter telling stories about Team Rocket and how Giovanni was the leader of them all. However, there was no evidence that pointed him to being the leader of Team Rocket, so he was basically a free man considering everything. Something just didn't feel right to Norman. He knew he was up to something.
"You sure all the rules will be completely fair?" Norman asked.
"Yes, they will be." Giovanni answered. "I know we've had our differences, Norman. However, I would like to put that behind us. I have only the need of discovering who truly deserves to be known as the newest members of the Elite." He lied. "That is the only purpose I have of starting this tournament."
"Then it's agreed. We shall use your latest project in the new tournament." Clair said.
"Good! In one week from now, the tournament will take place. I suggest you all sign up or you won't be able to compete." Everyone nodded in response. He then turned to a woman with long blond hair who seemed to have a bit of resemblance to someone he knew. "Oh, and, Daisy Waterflower is it?" The woman nodded. "Why is the real Gym Leader, Misty Waterflower, not here for the meeting?"
"Oh, Misty said she had an emergency doctor's appointment and couldn't make it. So she asked me to take her place. She also told me to tell everyone that she's planning on quitting the duty of being a Gym Leader to pursue her real dreams, and she wants me to take her place when the time comes." She answered, being truthful with every word.
"Well, Daisy, I'm sure you'll make a fine replacement… when the time comes." He then turned his attention to everyone else in the meeting. "Well, that's all we have to discuss it seems."
"Agreed!" Said a man with black hair that had a bit of white right at the front. "Meeting adjourned?"
"Yes, Juan Adan, meeting adjourned."
Before all the screens went off Clair turned to Whitney.
"Oh, by the way, Whitney." Clair began.
"Yeah?" Whitney asked.
"Did you know that Lance was planning on marrying Karen?"
"Really?" She said in a tone that displayed heartbreak and jealousy together. "Well when I get up to heaven, I'll make sure to give him such a good verbal tongue lashing, that it will destroy his soul!"
Clair laughed just thinking about how doomed Lance's soul was now.
All of the monitors went out and Giovanni leaned back in his chair. A figure walked up behind him; one he knew was there all along. The figure was just cleverly hidden.
"I'd say that meeting went pretty much as planned." Giovanni said to the figure.
"Yes, my loyal heir. It did go very smoothly. They didn't expect a thing." The figure said. "How are the Shadow Pokemon plans going?"
"Very well. Those records we stole that contain everything about Team Cipher enabled us to capture the strongest pokemon without disturbing the balance of nature. So no one expects what we've really done."
"Remember, not a single mistake can go wrong with this plan. If even one mistake is made, we're all doomed."
Giovanni turned his chair to the figure and lowered his head to it as if he were bowing. "I understand, Agatha."
"Oh, and what of the Pikachu problem?" Agatha asked.
"The capture of my creation will soon happen. Who would've guessed what I created would've become my greatest enemy?"
"Remember, we need it in order for our plan to succeed. The boy who holds him must be eliminated." She then grew an evil smile across her face. "And what better way than to have the friend he has trusted for the past ten years destroy him?" She then let out an evil chuckle.
Near the door, Charles Goodshow had heard the whole conversation. Ash was tied into all of this, basically because the last tournament was set up to make him the champion. By Giovanni becoming the best, no one would be able to touch him. The police, the military, the governmental forces, all of them would be on his side. There would be no way to stop him if his plan succeeded. However, his plan relied on Ash losing. And Giovanni knew, in order to do that, he had to do the unfair thing in any pokemon battle. Charles just had one thing on his mind now.
"I've got to warn Ash." He whispered to himself. He then started to make his way out of the place. Disguised as a Team Rocket Member, he knew that wouldn't be too difficult a task to complete.
Meanwhile, Misty was waiting patiently in the doctor's room. She was sitting on a small bed just big enough for her to lay her whole body down on. It was made of light brown leather and supported by very wide metal legs that formed a perfect square around it. As she looked around her eyes viewed the white walls with the many different types of medical equipment around it. It was a pretty ordinary room for any regular check-up you would have through out your life.
As Misty tried to keep herself interested in the stuff around the room, she thought about the reason she was here. For nearly two weeks now she had been using the restroom a lot. Her bladder just seemed to be beyond her control. Sure, if it was happening for a day or two, all you had to do was just cut down on the liquids. However, this was different. Two weeks it had been happening and nothing that was known to help just seemed to not help at all. The most unusual thing was that she was too young to have the condition of Overactive Bladder, so there was no way it could be that at all. Her thoughts were distracted when she heard the door click and swing open.
When the person came in, its face wasn't visible. Misty could tell the doctor in front of her was female. Her long black hair was covering her face so she wasn't too sure who it was. The female doctor turned to her and something in the back of Misty's head clicked. The face that was now looking at her was highly recognizable. A face that made her feel hatred for this face she recognized as one who was a threat to her relationship with Ash. Misty also hated her based on the fact that she made her look like a novice. Defeating her water elemental pokemon with one of the earth element. She was just a bit too smart for her own good and Misty was glad that Ash made her shut up about everything. Seeing that pokemon battling wasn't all strategy and clever thinking. It was about being one with your pokemon. Encouraging them to never give up, even when it seemed impossible to win. It wasn't about type, or how well trained the pokemon was, but about the bond inside them that made both Ash and Pikachu such a strong team. The one from the Pokemon School she hoped she wouldn't see ever in her life again. The one she knew as Giselle Seiyou.
Giselle looked up at her and gave her a welcoming smile. "Well, Misty Waterflower, long time no see." She said, being a little happy to see a friend of someone who had taught her something.
"Hello Giselle!" Misty said harshly, remembering how much of a threat she was to her current relationship based on the fact that Ash did seem to be attracted to Giselle and completely ignored her.
Giselle just giggled at Misty's tone of greeting her. "Misty, you can stop seeing me as a threat. I knew that you seemed a bit jealous when Ash found me attractive and not you. It obviously hit me that you had a crush on him back then and wanted him all to yourself. Besides, I have no interest in your boyfriend. I had no desire for him all along. Also, I'm already married and I don't plan on betraying my husband."
Misty's anger suddenly flew away and she gave a surprised and confused look. "You're already married?" She asked.
"Yes, to Joe. Remember? That kid you creamed at my school in a pokemon battle?" Giselle asked her, trying to jog her memory.
Misty then gave her a smile and nodded at her. She remembered the kid known as Joe Jun. He was a boy at the same school as Giselle. Misty had indeed made him look like a novice. Defeating his pokemon of the forest element with just one water element attack that was considered to be quite weak based on its power. Misty just started to find it funny that Giselle chose the little schoolboy Joe over so many others she could've gone for. Even more, Misty found the fact of what she was thinking earlier of how Giselle was a threat to her relationship with Ash so funny that she started to laugh hysterically.
"Well, now that we have that little misunderstanding out of the way, let's get down to the reason why you are here." Giselle said as she sat down across from Misty, holding a clipboard with a piece of paper that read "Misty Kasumi Williams Waterflower" right at the top, registering that as Misty's full name.
"So, how long have you been having this problem of the bladder?" Giselle asked.
"Um, about two weeks now." Misty answered.
"Okay." Giselle said as she wrote down Misty's answer to the question. "Have you been drinking a lot of fluids lately for any reason?"
"Uh, no. Not really."
Giselle continued to ask her questions. Each one narrowed down the possible reasons of why Misty had been using the restroom so much. After asking a series of questions, she then gave Misty a serious look, which made her feel a little uneasy.
"Now Misty, the last question is a very personal one, but you must answer it truthfully in order for me to figure out what is wrong with you, okay?" Misty nodded.
"Now, for the final question, have you ever had intercourse?"
Misty thought for a second. "Well, no. Not that I can remember at least."
Giselle then furrowed her brow in a way that said she didn't believe her. "Was there a time that you were drunk and couldn't remember the whole night?"
"Well, there was a time me, Ash, Brock and several others had a little party to celebrate Ash's achievement into the finals, it being his first time and all, and me and Ash did get very drunk. Also, I do remember sleeping in the same bed with him, but the rest of the night is a blank."
Giselle then pretty much guessed at what happened. "Well, that's all the questions I'm allowed to ask you, everything else would be illegal and would cost me my job." She then looked Misty in the eye with a very serious look. "Now, I have a basic idea of what is wrong with you, but in order for me to confirm my suspicions, I'm going to need a few samples from you, understand?"
Misty nodded. Even though Misty felt a bit uneasy with this, she knew that Giselle was just doing her job. Misty soon gave her all the samples she needed and, after giving Giselle the phone number of where she could reach her, left the room. She was still unsure about what was wrong with her, she just hoped it wasn't what she feared.
Meanwhile, Giovanni received a phone call on is cell phone. He answered it. "Yes?"
"Sir, I'm in position, should I begin?" The male voice on the opposite end asked.
"Yes! It is time to see if all of the hard work and expensive funding was worth it all."
He then hung up and smiled evilly. "It is time to make you truly suffer for everything you have done to me, Ash! And what better way to start your suffering, then to make your friend suffer?" He then chuckled and laughed evilly.
Meanwhile, back at the hospital, Misty arrived to Ash's room to pay him another visit. However, when she opened the door, she was shocked in complete horror at what she saw. A half-naked woman, the bottom half being the naked part, was on top of Ash and kissing him hard on the lips. Misty knew exactly what the woman was doing. Recognizing the red pigtails in the back of the head, Misty knew exactly who it was that was intentionally raping Ash. In fact, Misty could tell that Ash wasn't enjoying it, based on the fact that he was trying to force her off him. Misty grabbed her and pulled her off Ash, stopping the process.
"Macey!" She yelled harshly, pinning her to the wall with her hand.
Macey gave her an evil smirk. "Well, looks like the coach doesn't want us to have some fun!" She said in a tone that was a bit sarcastic.
"I know what your plan is, Macey! I can't believe you would stoop that low just to have my Ash!"
"He's not yours!"
Misty then grasped Macey's neck with her free hand and started squeezing it, choking her. "If you dare lay another finger on my Ash… let's just say I won't be responsible for my actions, you bitch!" Misty then released Macey, making her fall to the ground and allowing her to breathe. "Now put your clothes on and get out of here before I call your boss on you for sexual harassment!"
As soon as Macey recovered her breathing, she immediately put her pants back on and, with a harsh glare at Misty, left the room in complete silence. Misty took a silent breath of relief as soon as the door closed. She then turned to Ash, ran up to him and hugged him tightly. Ash winced a bit as Misty's hug hurt his chest, but he returned it nonetheless.
"Oh, Ash! Are you okay?" Misty asked him.
"Other than you hurting me, I'm fine Misty." Ash said.
"Oh, Ash! The only reason I'm doing this is because I…" She was interrupted by a loud crashing noise of some kind.
She turned her head in the direction of the noise to discover that someone had broken into the room by breaking right through the window. As soon as Misty looked at the woman who had broken through the window, she glared evilly at her. The same green maid outfit, the brown eyes, and the blue hair. The one that they knew was named Maiden Sukiade.
"Hello there, Ashy-boy!" She taunted.
"You! You're the one who put Ash here!" Misty said as she stood in front of Ash, defending him.
"Yes, but my real intention was to kill him."
"What for? What did he do to you, bitch?"
"Maybe this will refresh your memory…" Her voice suddenly changed to a male one. "Good thing I did, that toughened it up! Besides, what's wrong with toughing up a weak pokemon?" Her voice then returned to normal. "Or how about…" Her voice then changed back to the male one. "I wasn't going to come back for it, but now that I've seen what it can do, I'm glad I ran into you guys." The normal voice again. "How about…" The male one took over. "The best thing is I didn't have to raise it me-self!"
It then dawned on Misty. There was only one person she had met in her entire life that said those kinds of things about his own fire elemental pokemon. "Damien!" She said in a very harsh tone.
She then pulled off her outfit, and revealed herself to actually be a man. He still had the same blue hair and dark brown eyes that she remembered. Same clothes as the last time they saw him. However, there was something different. There was a device strapped around his right wrist. It was completely round and about the same circumference as his head. Etched on the edge of the device were six smaller circles, each the size of an expanded pokeball. In fact, fitted right in each circle was a single pokeball. The bigger part of it was white, while the other smaller circles were blue. Also, right in the middle of it, there was a small round red button. What it was for, Misty wasn't sure.
"Damien Daisuke, if you don't mind. Now stand aside little girl, I have some unfinished business to take care of!" The now revealed male said.
Misty didn't even budge an inch. "If you want Ash, you'll have to go through me!" She said in a very threatening tone.
"Very well! I'll take you on, missy!" He then pushed the red button on his strange wrist device and it suddenly lit up. "However, I doubt you'll win against my newest pokemon."
Misty then removed a pokeball from her waist and readied herself. "That's where you're wrong! I'll defeat you, then you get out of here and stay away from my Ash for the rest of your ungrateful life!"
"Deal!" Damien then smiled evilly at her. "However, let's make this battle interesting. We'll both use six pokemon each and have them all battle at the same time. Whoever has all of his or her pokemon left standing wins the battle. Do you agree?"
"I agree! Now let's battle!"
They both stared eachother down. Damien was staring malevolently at her, while Misty was giving him a glare of pure hatred. Each was also giving a look that was telling the other to bring out their pokemon first. After a moment of the silent staring, Damien gave in, closing his eyes and lowering his head.
"Look red, it hardly matters who goes first, since the fact is that we'll be bringing out all our pokemon. So, I propose you bring yours out first." He said.
"Fine by me!" She then took out six pokeballs and threw them into the air. "Everyone, come on out!" She announced.
As the pokeballs launched streams of bright unnatural light from them six pokemon appeared on the field, each a pokemon of the water element. From left to right there was a small pink heart-shaped pokemon, a white seal with a horn on top of its head. Following to the middle was a purple ten pointed star shaped pokemon with a red ruby in the middle and a large blue duck with flipper like hands and feet, plus a crested head and a small red jewel on the forehead. Finally, at the far right were a coral like pokemon that was half pink and half white and a green frog pokemon with a yellow belly and a green swirl pattern that was clapping without a care in the world.
In a simple understanding, from left to right were a Luvdisc, a Dewgong, a Starmie, a Golduck, a Corsola and a Politoed. Misty sighed and put her hand on her forehead as she looked at her Politoed on the far right. Even after nearly seven years, it hadn't changed.
Damien then extended his right arm forward and from the strange device launched out six pokeballs. Bright unnatural white lights emerged as the pokeballs burst open. Six new pokemon appeared, each of a different element. From left to right, a small blue dog of the water element that had a fin-like crest around its neck and a fish like tail. Next to it was a yellow dog of the electric element with a spike like crest around the neck and the back part of the fur was fashioned naturally in dangerous spikes. Right in the middle was a reddish-orange dog of the fire element that had its fur puffed up naturally around the neck and tail. To the right of that was a purple cat-like dog of the light element that had a red ruby on its forehead and a forked tail. Down at the far right was a black dog of the shadow element with yellow rings around the ears, tail, on the legs and right on the forehead. Finally, on the very far right was a brown dog of the natural element of pure physical strength.
In the simplest terms, from left to right, a Vaporeon, a Jolteon, a Flareon, an Espeon, an Umbreon and an Eevee appeared in front of Misty. However, something seemed strange about the entire pokemon family of Eevee right in front of her. They seemed to be giving off some sort of unnatural energy that Misty couldn't describe. Whatever it was it sent a slight chill down her spine and made her quiver slightly in fear.
Damien smirked evilly at her. "I can destroy you with just one attack! Watch this!" He said.
The strange device suddenly started to glow with a familiar purplish aura. The dark aura expanded and engulfed the entire team of the Eevee family. Each of them suddenly started to glow unnaturally white as if they were about to evolve. Suddenly, the glowing figures merged together and once the light faded, a new figure appeared in front of Misty. What was standing in front of her was standing upright and had the outline of a human. However, each body part was that of one of the members of the Eevee family. Espeon and Umbreon stood on their front legs, making their heads seem like the feet of the creature. Providing as the midsection was Jolteon, with its head in an unnatural position right on where the chest would be of the new creature. The arms resembled that of Flareon and Vaporeon, each as if they were the fists of the being. Finally, the head was basically nothing more than the head of Eevee itself.
"What have you done to them?" She asked in sorrowful fear.
"I have made them into the
most powerful thing the world has ever known. Prepare to fall at the hands of Exoeon!" Damien said. He then extended his left arm and pointed at Misty's team with an open hand. "Now, Exoeon, obliterate her team of pathetic wimps!"
The powerful elements of light, shadow, fire, water, electricity and darkness flowed through the creature and arrived at the hands. A powerful glow of yellowish-orange in the shape of an orb appeared in front of the chest. It grew to the size its chest was. Then, taking the ball in its left hand it launched the ball, which headed straight for Misty. As Misty saw what the target really was, she gasped in great horror. Misty was paralyzed with fear, and unable to move.
Suddenly, just when the orb was about to hit, Golduck took a daring leap and got in the way of the attack, taking the full force of it.
"Golduck! No!" Misty cried as she suddenly saw her pokemon leap in front of the attack.
The attack quickly disintegrated Golduck into a pile of ash so fast, that the blue duck didn't have time to scream out his pain. The only part that remained intact was the red ruby that once rested on the forehead.
"No! Golduck!" Misty sobbed. Painful tears of sorrow streamed down her face as she held black ashes that her pokemon was reduced to in her closed hands that easily slipped out naturally and fell back down to the floor. There were no words to describe the pain Misty was feeling. Even though he was mostly at its Psyduck stage, a yellow duck pokemon, and was rather dumb, Misty felt a love beyond measure for him. She always did fall for the dumb type in her life and even though it just evolved yesterday during a normal Team Rocket attack to save everyone, she loved it all the same. There was a simple understanding reason for this… out of all the pokemon she had her Golduck was her favorite, even though she never showed it.
Damien was unfazed by the emotional death scene in front of him. He didn't care that he had just killed a pokemon right in front of everyone. It was as if, to him at least, pokemon were nothing but worthless slaves to him. Damien was about to attack again when someone barging through the door caught his attention.
"What's going on here?" Giselle asked as she burst into the room. She suddenly started to tremble with fear as soon as she saw Exoeon. "What the hell is that thing?" She asked.
"It's my latest member of my team, and it's going to destroy all your pokemon!" Damien answered.
"Oh yeah? Go Golem!" Giselle shouted. Out of a red pokeball appeared a perfectly round gray giant boulder like pokemon of the earth element that had brown arms, legs and head. "Now, get as close to it as you can and use Explosion!"
Quickly withdrawing its arms, legs and head, becoming a perfect ball, Golem rolled right towards Exoeon. Exoeon started charging up another Obliterate attack. Suddenly, Golem stopped right in front of it and, just before Exoeon fired, glowed an unnatural white and exploded making dust fly everywhere. Once the dust settled, it was now seen that Golem was knocked out due to its own attack, but had managed to disassemble Exoeon back into its original form of the Eevee family and knocked each of them out as well.
Damien was shocked. A simple Explosion attack at a close proximity had defeated his so-called unstoppable pokemon. He glared angrily at them.
"Everyone return!" He announced as he pushed the red button, which made them return to their pokeballs. "I'll be back to settle this, Ash!" He said. He then left the room by the same window he had entered and disappeared into the dark night.
Damien soon came to a halt and panted heavily. He then heard his cell phone ring, which he answered. "Yes?" He asked.
"According to my field team, you have been defeated. What happened there?" Giovanni asked.
"I don't know, somehow a trainer was able to beat me with just an Explosion attack."
"Hmm, it seems that some attacks can break through the special barrier of the Shadow Pokemon, regardless of elemental type. This was something I hadn't expected. Anyways, did the new Battle Wrist I gave you work?"
"Yes sir! It launched out the pokemon and it was able to combine them."
"Excellent! Report back to headquarters! It is time to take the next phase of our plan into action!"
Giovanni then hung up the phone and leaned back in his desk chair. "With how well my plans have been going today, I don't see how this day can get any better." As soon as he finished saying that, the phone on his desk rang. He answered it. "Yes?"
"Sir, we've completed the Shadow Pokemon process on the second dragon, which was just captured moments ago." A man on the other line said.
"Perfect! Report back to my office and give me the new pokemon." He then hung up the phone. "What a day this has been. Sometimes, it just pays to be evil."
Back at the hospital, Misty was crying over the loss of her Golduck. Ash leaned forward and gave her a comforting hug, which Misty accepted. Misty had lost the pokemon she cared about most. How could this day get any worse for her?
---End Chapter 2---
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