Thanks again to my reviewers! I.C. 2014, Lizzette Escobar and my "sister" Almiaranger.

Considering Lizzette is my only AN reviewer, I responded to the other two. I'm going to use right here to respond to Liz. If you want to get right to the story just keep scrolling.

Well Liz, thanks so much for all the wonderful reviews and hitting 20 reviews for me! Your first review was by far the greatest thing ever. Well you mentioned the "constantly re-draws". You'll see part of that in here ;)

I laughed and cried when you said that you act out the story. I laughed because I've done that with other stories when my parents aren't around and I thought I was the only one who ever did that. I cried because it was my story that you were acting out and that it was that special to you.

Again, you will see everything you mentioned in that review here. In this chappie. Except Ash's mother and father. Most of the fandom believes Ash's father died when Ash was little and I'm going along with the theme that he ran off and never returned. His mother and Mr. Mime aren't as interesting characters to play with but I will somewhere along the lines, but not now.

Sabrina will be in the story. Just not right here. Maybe next chapter. If you've seen the Lovely Bones, think of the role Ruth plays in the story.

Terra hating Ash? Well, I explained that to another reviewer through a message but Terra was based off of me. And I hate Ash. But the character of Terra has strayed farther and farther from what I'm like and become her own person. So I'll reveal why later in the story.

Jessie and James no longer call Ash a "twerp" because I'm lazy and forgot xD. But then I went back and read it and found out once again, my lazy mistakes fit in perfectly.

Oh and about the ghost episodes, I've already seen them. Many times. Remember I didn't like Ash so the whole thing was a fun situation for me. But it gave me ideas. I first saw those episodes about four years ago in 5th grade. My old pic was a pic from the con I went to. I was a little too excited about being kissed to care about appearances. But I'm 13, going on 14. If you have a Devi page I'm on there much more often than I am on here. Now my pic is Amy Lee but that'll change…sometime…maybe…

I don't own Pokémon, and I probably wouldn't have to write fanfiction if I did.

And I don't own Dangerous and Moving by t.A.T.u. Quote in the beginning.

And I'm trying to stop this switching POV's thing. Its normal, omniscient 3rd person unless the character is specified.

Got some fourth wall crap in the beginning.

"You take it all away, but never give it back.

And this is what you say: 'their lives are yellow-black'"

Leaves and trees swayed as the wind blew through the forest. Animals scampered across the floor of the forest and kindly greeted one another. Twigs and leaves alike crunched under the feet of both the animals, and the two girls, Terra and Sylvia, walking down the forest path.

"Remind me again, why are we walking through a forest again for no real reason?" Sylvia asked her blonde friend.

Terra shrugged and blew a strand of hair out of her face. "Pure boredom, I guess. Walking always helps me clear writers' block."

"Since when do you write?"

"Since when do you care?"

"Touché"

Terra sighed and tied her black hoodie around her waist with the sleeves. She picked a single leaf off the ground and began to examine it, picking at it.

Sylvia suddenly reached out and grabbed Terra's left wrist, twisting the inside up for her to see. The maimed leaf fluttered out Terra's hand as brown eyes intensely examined her wrist.

There, in solid black ink, was a tattoo of the peace sign Terra always drew onto her hand. Only it was a real tattoo.

"You got a tattoo?" Sylvia nearly shrieked.

"Yeah…didn't I already show you?"

"No!"

"Well, I did. Decided to stop tracing a stupid peace sign on my wrist and put it on there permanently. Probably gonna regret it in a week though. Worth it, since I had Nick Perri tattoo it on for me-"

"I'm gonna put this bluntly," Sylvia interrupted, "but what the hell were you thinking?"

"I don't think I was, but that's nothing new"

"Youfound out that Ash saw your stupid peace sign tattoo. So instead of trying to wash it off when you could, you choose to go and get it tattooed permanently. Seriously Terra, what the hell?"

"I thought it was time I added a little spice to this game. Things were getting boring."

The dark brunette gave Terra a complete dear-in-the-headlights looks. "You killed a boy and left everyone he knew distressed. His best friend spends his days crying at his grave, and the girl that liked him saw his ghost. You even told me that you're planning on killing Misty now too. And you're telling me that things are getting boring?"

"Pretty much."

"You have absolutely no idea how screwed up in the head you are, do you."

"Nope."

"You're hopeless," sighed Sylvia as she dropped her friend's wrist.

"I know, and that's why you wuv me," said Terra as she hugged her friend.

"Get off of me, crazy. I think there're people up ahead," said Sylvia, pushing Terra slightly away from her.

Sure enough, just up ahead there was a large group of people. The forest thinned out, eventually ending and leading out to the wide open sand and crystal waves. Terra and Sylvia walked onto the beach, taking in the unusual sight they saw.

People were gathered on the beach, more specifically around a large cave in the cliff side. That same cave was the one where Terra murdered Ash those few years ago. However, now there were strips of black and yellow tape guarding the entrance.

"Caution tape? What's going on?" asked Sylvia to her friend.

"Beats me."

"Let's go ask Gary then."

"Sylvia?"

"Hmm?"

"Gary isn't here."

"He's right over there. Telling everyone else what to do," Sylvia pointed over at the cave entrance. Sure enough, the brunette seemed to be directing part of the people at the cave.

"How long did you know he was here?"

"Whole time"

"Why the hell didn't you say something?"

"I didn't know you were blind"

"Watch it." Terra stormed away from her friend and towards Gary. Before reaching him though, she composed herself and created a calm and innocent mask.

"Gary? Is that you?" she asked. Gary turned around and smiled when he saw Terra. However, the smile was small and tired. Terra could tell he'd been working here for quite some time.

"Hey Terra, Sylvia" Gary replied, acknowledging Terra and Sylvia who had just caught up to her blonde friend.

"What's going on? What are you doing here?" asked Terra, still wearing her innocent mask.

"I don't know if you girls know or not," said Gary, "but this is the site where Ash was murdered. We're conducting a full investigation."

"Gary, Ash died two years ago. Don't you think you should've investigated, well, two years ago?" asked Sylvia.

"We should've, but everyone there was so lazy and we didn't have the funding. The police system for Pallet Town is pathetic. It's a small town, and there's never any crime so when Ash got killed, nobody knew what to do and there wasn't enough money. But now we have some funding from the bigger cities and the case was never closed, so we decided to look closer to capture this killer."

"Why would big cities pay a small town money to investigate the murder of a kid? I mean seriously, they've got their own crime rates to deal with," said Terra.

"Ash's death was big news. He was a famous trainer after all, better than I'll ever be that's for sure," Gary said softly, his eyes saddening. "Everyone was upset, and gym leaders who knew him were willing to donate money to help find his killer and bring them to justice."

"Ohhh," Sylvia said.

"So, I decided to help head this investigation. I'm more motivated that most of the people here, but it's a lot of work. We just keep kicking up dirt."

"What exactly are you looking for?" asked Terra, curious for her own gain and protection.

"Evidence. Clues. Anything that we can find that's of some value."

"Mr. Oak! Mr. Oak! We found something!" shouted someone from inside the cave to Gary. Gary's head whipped around.

The brunette teenager nearly ran to the officer calling him over. Terra and Sylvia decided to follow close behind, acting curious for obvious reasons instead of protection.

There was a man on the floor of the cave in gloves, and he was holding a quarter in his hand.

"Here, we found this and looked to see if there were any fingerprints," the man handed Gary the coin after he put on some gloves.

"And?"

"Sir, Ash's fingerprints were on there. However, nobody else's was found."

"Dammit!" Gary cursed, tossing the quarter back to the man. "That doesn't help at all. We knew he was killed here. So what, he took out his pocket change before he got killed?"

"With due respect sir, but he could've been mugged and then killed. Gloves could've concealed the culprit's prints."

Gary sighed and ran a hand through his brown hair. "Yeah, I know. We know he was murdered and there was definitely a struggle. The autopsy two years ago proved that he died from blood loss, plus the killer tried to choke him. The bruises on his neck proved it. But still, we tried to track the clothing fibers left behind, and we just kicked up dirt. This case is going no where."

"Did you ever think of dropping it?" Sylvia peeped from the sidelines. Gary whirled on her, eyes ablaze.

"Did I ever think of dropping it?" his voice hysterical on the last few words. "This is the murder of Ash Ketchum. He was like a brother to me. I don't care if it takes two years or twenty-two years, I'm going to send his killer to their death!"

"So then the punishment's been decided already. The death penalty? They determine a verdict before they even have their culprit," Terra said coolly from her place next to Sylvia, arms crossed.

"No, but it's a first degree murder so it's either death penalty or life in prison."

"Well, whatever then."

"Why are you so concerned?" Gary asked, questioningly.

"Hmm? I'm not concerned. I'm just curious, that's all. Am I not allowed to be curious, or would that make me suspicious?" Terra joked.

"No, no, it's fine," Gary laughed. But his laugh was tense. "Could Terra have something to do with this? She's so indifferent to this whole thing, and very calm speaking about it. She almost seems like she's acting. She's a genius, so she certainly could've thought of an untraceable crime. But still, would Terra really be that cold-hearted? That cruel? Why would she even have the motive to do it in the first place?

Come to think of it, why would anyone have that motive? Why would anyone want to kill Ash Ketchum? Other than Team Rocket of course, I can see their reasons. But that voice, Ash's voice, pointed out that it was a girl. It might've been just Jessie, but I don't think James or anyone else in Team Rocket was involved for that matter. It's just a feeling I have.

Ash was always so kind and friendly. Sure, he could get on a guy's nerves, but enough to be killed?

Terra just urks me the wrong way. Maybe I'm overthinking all of this. I have no proof that Ash's ghost spoke to me. He told me it was a girl with a peace sign tattoo. How many girls on the planet have peace signs tattooed onto them? Millions probably. There's no proof anyways. I could be going insane for all I know." Gary thought to himself.

"Well, we better get going. You look like you have work to do, and I have to meet up with someone later. So I'll see ya around then," said Terra to Gary.

"Yeah, we definitely need to make progress on this thing. Who are you meeting up with?"

"An old friend," smiled Terra. But Gary could tell that smile held more behind it than met the eye.

"Well, see ya later then," said Gary.

"Bye!" shouted Sylvia as she hurried out with Terra. As Terra waved, Gary caught sight of something new on her wrist.

A solid black peace sign tattooed on the inside of her left wrist.

Gary gulped, and somewhere, his instincts were screaming at him that he was staring face to face with Ash Ketchum's murderer.

Terra and Sylvia reached their new apartment in Pallet Town. Terra had bought it a while ago when she realized that the murder case was going to really be investigated and she needed to be close in order to stay on top of the case.

Sylvia collapsed on the couch and Terra went straight to the phone.

"So who's this friend you're meeting up with, hmm? Or was that just an excuse to get away from Mr. Detective," asked Sylvia.

"I just stretched the truth a little is all. I'm not really meeting up with them, but I'm going to call her tonight."

"Who?"

"Why, our dear old friend. We were like sisters! She probably returning from dinner right now, so I'll give her a call," Terra glanced at the clock.

"But it's only the middle of the day." Sylvia looked at the clock, then at Terra. Her face took on a puzzled expression and she looked back at the clock. Her eyebrows scrunched up as she did a mental calculation. A small "ohh" sound escaped her mouth and Terra grinned.

Terra dialed a number, and the phone began to ring.

Far away from Pallet Town, outside of bustling Pewter City, a sleek black town car drove through the mountains. The chauffer was a mysterious man in a suit, and in the back of the car only one woman sat. However, nothing but her figure could be seen in the over clouding darkness of the desolate mountains.

The car began to drive down a hidden path between two close sides of the mountain, and soon came to stop in front of an elegant house hugging the side of the mountain and facing down upon Pewter City. However, this house could not be seen from Pewter City because it was too far away and from the ground view, it was obscured by trees.

The chauffer exited the car and opened the door for the lady riding in the backseat. He bowed to her and soon re-entered the car and drove away.

The woman turned out to be not really a woman, but a girl. She looked as if she could only be seventeen at the oldest. She had chestnut curls the fell to her shoulders, and clear, pale skin. She had a broad build and a tall stature; she looked to be about 5'7".

Her eyes were hazel, but devoid of emotion. Overall she seemed rather bored.

The girl wore a beautiful strapless gown. It was a pomegranate color and flowed in the mountain winds. The waist was embellished with gold and ruby jewels. There was a slit up the front of the dress, and there was a bright orange layer of fabric underneath that was slit as well. The dress was astonishing, and the girl looked absolutely breathtaking. Any man would've stared at the sight.

She entered the house as if she owned the place. Turns out, she did.

The girl kicked off her golden heels at the door and sighed as she walked inside. Even though she had a magnificent house, she didn't have a need for servants. She lived there alone.

As she collapsed on a leather couch in her living room, the phone began to ring. The brunette sighed and picked herself up off the couch and made her way, barefoot, over to the kitchen.

Her feet glided across the cool wood floors as she finally picked up the phone and leaned down on the granite countertops.

"Hello?"

"Well hey there Klover. It's been a while."

Her eyes widened instantly as she nearly jumped from her position lying across the counter.

"Terra?"

"Who else would know what time you got home from work. How've you been?"

Klover smiled as her friend talked over the phone. "It's been okay, I guess. Work's been increasing lately. I just got home from dinner with some corrupted head of some lazy department of some power-hungry company. Y'know, the usual."

"Haha, so how'd it work out?"

"How it always works out. Max drives me there, I spend a few hours at a nice place talking to an asshole, we eat dinner, he tries to seduce me into his bed, blah blah blah, and I always come home trying to get Max to explain to me why there's always blood on these nice dresses."

"Hahahahaha dude you're hilarious. I would've thought by now you knew how not to make a mess."

"I wore a sort-of red color tonight, so it worked out better, but still…" Klover trailed off and examined her fingertips, which were covered with specks of blood.

"Do you ever wear gloves?"

"I never leave any evidence. No one out there but you and Sylv really know my true name. Tonight it was Marilyn, last night I was Kristen, the night before was Lily…ugh. And every other month my hair is a different color. Now I even have lenses too! God, I'm never just me anymore."

"That's what you get for becoming a public assassin."

"Tell me about it," Klover sighed and walked into another room. This one had a darker theme to it, with red velvet curtains drawn over all the windows and a bookcase lining the inner wall. There were dark wood chests and a table in the room.

"So did you just call to talk or did you need something?" Klover asked her friend, walking over and pulling a book down from the wall.

"Hahaha, that's our Klover. So perceptive."

"So what's the order?" she asked, opening the book to reveal that it was hollowed out and filled with drugs. Klover reached down into the slit of her dress and pulled out a small circular pouch that she dropped into the hollow book. The pouch most likely contained drugs as well.

"There's no order yet, but I need you on standby. Be able to be ready at a moment's notice."

"How come? Who did you piss off now?" asked Klover with a joking mood. She put that drug book back and pulled another hollow one off the shelf. This one was completely empty. She reached down to the right side of her slit and pulled out a fully loaded, shiny, clean gun. She put it into the hollow book and put it back.

"I um…I killed a kid. Remember Ash Ketchum? The pokémon trainer from Pallet Town?"

"Oh yeah. The annoying one. What, did he get on your nerves so you shot him?" This time Klover reached to her other leg. On both legs there were belts that held the weapons in place. She carried drugs and two guns on a regular outing. She pulled out the left gun. It wasn't as shiny and actually had some dents in it from previous nights. She put it into the book and killed the gun like a mother kisses her baby before she put the book back.

"I cut him to death, thank you very much. Yeah, and his old friend is now a detective so they're trying to find me out. Plus his lover girl is as annoying and meddling as ever. If people start to find things out to fast or it becomes dangerous, things could get very messy. So I need someone outside of the picture to step in, eliminate the problem, and disappear. Sounds like a perfect job for you."

"It does. But if I do have to do anything, I'll have to charge you," said Klover, taking off her belts.

"Aw c'mon, doesn't a friend get it free?"

"Nope. I still have to get off my lazy ass and kill someone, so it's still work and I still better be getting paid even if it's not by the organization."

"It's fine. Apparently my parents were rich and left me a truckload of money, so I never worry about that."

"Then why did you even ask"

"I don't know. I'm cheap, but mainly because I knew it would annoy you."

"Bitch"

"Thank you! Now, as I was saying, do you think you could do that for me, Kk?"

Kk smiled a wicked grin and eyed her fake bookshelf that hid her weapons from view.

"Just call when you need me, and then consider it done."

"I always knew I could count on you."

The line went dead. Klover hung up the phone and smiled. The ball was rolling further and further down the hill. Kk the assassin was set to kill anyone that threatened Terra's freedom.

At this rate, Terra would win, and Ash would be forever left unjustified.

I can't believe I'm actually updating. I've been working on this since New Years Day. Seriously, 1/1/12 was the day I started and 5/17/12 was the day I finished. Man I'm slow.

So I introduced Kk! Love it? Hate it? REVIEW! Please! I love reviews (if you didn't already read that in the opening note)

So what's going to happen next? Even I don't know! xD I might. But I'm not telling you. That would spoil the story!

But please review! I will give you all virtual hugs since I cannot see you!