Finally, we see some of Team Rocket! Also, Krystee's going to have some trouble in her battle. Poor, poor Krystee. Anyways, if you see at the end, I did do another Character Profile corner. I'll further explain it later…and how you can get your character on it for the readers who I hope will continue reading O_o
Anyways, new characters and new motives? What does Team Rocket have in store for Krystee and why is one specifically aiming for her…!
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon
Krystee was undoubtedly lost in the blasted Route, though she had been traveling back and forth Viridian City and Pallet Town ever since she was five. It wasn't easy to get lost either. Although there was no paved road, the tress branched out far enough so that travelers and their Pokemon could easily pass by, though the ledges sometimes made it difficult. Plus, the wild Pokemon were ridiculously easy, even for starter Pokemon.
"E-Eh! I thought I passed that tree already!" Krystee groaned in frustration. She had already crumpled and thrown her map, which landed exactly by that tree, which she of course passed. Maps were useless if you couldn't use them, and that was exactly why Krystee was the worst person to travel with, except for Crys(lost and whiny).
"Bulba." Kiyoshi muttered. After wandering around, Krystee decided to let her Bulbasaur out. Not only did Kiyoshi protect Krystee, she also managed to steer Krystee away from becoming even more lost. Let's face it, although Kiyoshi new her way through the route, seeing her disgruntled trainer amused her more. Oh yes, she was sort of sadistic, but after her trainer forced her to fight that terrifying Charizard, it was well deserved.
"Ah, you're such a cute little Bulbasaur! Wish I could understand you though." Krystee smiled, whistling and skipping, nearly colliding with a tree before stopping, frozen. The Bulbasaur trotted up to her trainer, who looked startled.
"Bul?" The Bulbasaur tilted its head. Krystee started shaking, pointing a finger at something the Bulbasaur couldn't see.
"Oh my gosh! I think I see something!" Krystee yelped, jumping for joy. She rushed towards it, humming a merry tune. Kiyoshi shook her head. The Viridian Forest incident may have permanently scarred Krystee emotionally. As they got closer, the Bulbasaur glared at the building. It practically screamed 'suspicious' with the horns pointing out, armed people dressed in black, a huge red 'R' printed in the middle. The building itself was built in a dome-shape, almost as if it was preparing from an assault.
"Bulba! Bulbasaur!" Kiyoshi tugged on her trainers muddied white socks. Krystee bent down, looking at the Bulbasaur in confusion.
"Huh? What were you doing that for?" Krystee asked the Bulbasaur, who stuck its nose in another direction. Krystee seemed to get the general idea.
"Oh! You're trying to lead me out? Geez, if you figured it out sooner-" Krystee smiled, patting Bulbasaur's head before she froze once again, half-turning her head behind her. A pair of grunts, in the black uniform with their pokeballs ready were hiding behind the tree, eyeing the Bulbasaur as if it was a sum of cash.
"BULBA!" Kiyoshi shrieked, jumping in front of Krystee who turned around and stood up, her eyes blazing.
"Maybe I can finish my lesson without Julian knowing." Krystee murmured under her breath. The pair of grunts stepped into full view, smirking as they found out their supposed opponent was a mere age of 12, while they were adults.
"Well, well, well. Look at what we have here. A rat amongst our base." The grunt on the right said, a nasty smirk on his face, twirling the pokeball in his hand. His partner smirked along with him.
"I-I don't want to fight yet…" Krystee said shakily, cowering. Sure she wasn't the best of actors, but it was good enough to fool the two Rocket members. The one on the left smirked even wider.
"Oh, no need little girl! We'll let you go…" He paused, throwing his pokeball in the air to release a Rattata. It snarled menacingly, but it wasn't even as big as its opponent. His partner seemed to get the idea though, sending out his Zubat.
"If you give us your Bulbasaur. I'm sure the boss would like a rare Pokemon from us, since this base doesn't receive much attention." The man finished. The two Pokemon looked like a challenge, but there way no way she would be giving up her starter to some no-good, weak-looking scumbags.
"NEVER! Aki, pair up with Kiyoshi to teach these two jerks a lesson!" Krystee glared, throwing the Pikachu's Pokeball in the air, releasing the yellow mouse. It ruffled it fur before looking around. This was definitely not the Pokemon Center or Viridian Forest. Then it noticed its opponents. Oh, it was SO on! Electricity sparked from its cheeks as it stared down her opponents, who looked at the blood-thirsty Pikachu warily.
"U-Uhm…Zubat, Leech Life on that Bulbasaur!" The Zubat flew forward, its fangs glowing as it dove in for the kill.
"Rattata, Tackle on the Pikachu!" The Rattata rushed forward, preparing a tackle. Krystee smiled, the excitement of the battle about to kick in.
"Alright, time to get our game on. Kiyoshi, Vine Whip on the Rattata and throw it against the Zubat. Aki, Thundershock when they're together!" Krystee ordered. Just as instructed, thin green vines wrapped itself around the Rattata, who squeaked and shrieked when it flew in the air, crashing against the flailing Zubat. Aki took the opportunity, grinning all the way as she electrocuted the two Pokemon, knocking them out. Krystee sweat dropped at how easy the battle was. Kiyoshi smiled happily while Aki continued to grin, itching for more. The grunts looked up fearfully at Krystee, who sighed and shook her head.
"Look…" Krystee tried, though the men just screamed, recalled their Pokemon, and promptly fled. Krystee was left behind with her Pokemon, who all looked at their trail with a twitching eye.
"My, how sweet. Letting your enemy go." A voice snapped Krystee out of her sulking, turning only to fall to her knees, two Golbats suspending her two Pokemon in the air and an Arbok keeping her at bay. Kiyoshi struggled a little before keeping quiet and still. Aki, however, did not stop twisting and spinning, trying to land a hit on the snickering Golbat.
"W-Who are you!" Krystee spat, glaring daggers at the woman before her. The woman was tall and skinny, with stringy brown hair tied into a bun. Her striking gold eyes glared daggers at Krystee and she licked her cherry red lips, which stood out from her sickly pale skin. The woman wore a uniform quite different then the others. It consisted of a black dress reaching her ankles, a pair of black boots underneath revealed by two slits on both sides of the dress, stopping at mid-thigh. A black jacket covered the top, just ending below her breast, a red 'R' showing a little. The woman smirked at the brunette's discomfort.
"Arbok, tighter." The woman ordered her Pokemon. The purple snake hissed before wrapping itself tighter around the gasping brunette, who had trouble drawing oxygen. Kiyoshi screeched in anger before biting and snapping at the Golbat, who stared at the usually timid Bulbasaur in awe. Aki even stopped moving for a moment to stare at the Bulbasaur in shock before she tried shocking the Golbat, who wasn't even fazed.
"A-ACK!" Krystee grunted, flailing as she tried to escape the Arbok's clutches. The woman smiled at the young trainer's pain.
"My, my. Arbok seems to be enjoying this as much as I do. Pity that we have to dispose of you, you would have been a tough member." The woman sighed, shaking her head and crossing her arms, acting as if she was a mother scolding her child. Krystee opened one shut eye to get a good look at the Team Rocket member.
"W-Who are you!" Krystee demanded, trying to stand, only to be shoved roughly towards the ground. The woman frowned at Krystee's reaction, sending shivers down Krystee's spine with the cold stare the woman was giving her.
"I am a head admin. Respect that, you brat!" The woman growled, bending over to slap Krystee across the cheek. Krystee gritted as the stinging sensation reminded her that she was in an unfavorable position. Her Pokemon only thrashed more, only to be roughly shut up by the Golbats. They immediately quieted down, much to Krystee's relief, though they let out quiet growl and some resistance. The admin made her way towards the base, her Pokemon and their captives following her. If only Krystee could reach her phone…The sudden stop sent her crashing against the wall, Aki and Kiyoshi in a cage just above her.
"W-What!" Krystee screamed as she tried to get through the jail door. She was in an iron cell, closed by a door made of bars. She saw the satisfied look on the Rocket admin's face, and dangerously glowered. The Arbok took her backpack, containing her stuff so she could not contact anybody.
"Stay quiet and we might just yet not…put you through procedure." The Rocket admin gave her an evil grin. Krystee gulped, knowing the way the woman hinted at it that the procedure wasn't necessarily pleasant or legal. So, as a result, Krystee sat there, shaking in as fury washed over her.
"What's your name?" Krystee asked, preparing herself for any physical abuse. The woman stared coldly, before walking away, leaving Krystee with parting words that engraved itself in her head and left her paralyzed.
"You don't remember me, Krissy?"
Crys stared at the clock long and hard, full of worry. Again, it was past the time Krystee had told her she would come back. Plus, she wasn't answering her phone, something that Krystee would usually never do. Crys could trust Krystee enough not to go to Viridian Forest without some with her. She bit her fingernails nervously, a nasty habit she had picked up when she was younger. Crys could only turn to the only other person she knew Krystee could have contacted with.
"Julian!" Crys called out, running forward to the younger boy, who turned towards her with an eyebrow raised.
"Yeah?" Julian asked, a little suspicious. Training was over and the tournament began tomorrow. Crys should have been asleep already, like most of the other competitors. The only thing that could keep Crys awake was…
"Have you seen Krystee?" Crys asked in a panicked tone, looking right and left, trying to see if the brunette was around the lounge. Of course, Julian thought. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Who knows. She always eventually comes back, doesn't she?" Julian replied in an indignant tone. That's what had happened before, right? Crys shook her head, staring at Julian with such a sad and worried way that he felt sympathetic for the thirteen year old.
"This is different, I know it is!" Crys practically screamed, leaning against the counter to support herself.
"Hey, maybe she's just training. I'm sure she'll be fine. Maybe your just anxious for the tournament?" Julian suggested. Crys let out two heavy breaths, trying to calm herself before nodding her head. Yeah, maybe Krystee was somewhere training. Or maybe she was camping out on Route 1? It didn't matter because they would see each other in the competition. Or atleast she hoped so…
"I-Yeah. Yeah, you're right." Crys accepted, laughing quietly to herself. Wasn't it ridiculous that she thought Krystee might have been in really deep trouble. Crys blinked, before taking another deep breath. She really, really hoped that that hadn't happened to Krystee. Slowly, she disappeared into her bedroom, forcing herself to sleep.
Okay, finished. Well, technically, not really…I still have to do character profiles right? So, this one might be predictable. After all, she's a main character!
So, you want your OC featured in the Character Profile? Well, then P.M. me and I'll send the guidelines, because it will be slightly different for each character. If you don't…then just pass over this section quietly….
Name: Crystle "Crys" Gallow (did I give her a last name already O_O)
Age: 13, turning 14 on the 25th of August
Gender: Female
Hometown: Pallet Town, on the upper/cleaner side
Occupation: Currently a trainer
Personality: Slightly, well, really ditzy and scatter-brained. Crys is one of those smart people, taught to be lady-like though she doesn't use it when it isn't necessary. She is quite clumsy and a pacifist, not liking her Pokemon hurt. Crys isn't very trusting, though she can warm up to people quite fast. Crys is often referred to as annoying by Julian, lovable by Krystee and 'a lady' by her family.
Appearance: Crys is light-skinned, with long, knee-length dark brown hair often in a ponytail, French braid, pigtails or in a bun. Crys has light green eyes and is getting slightly tan due to her adventure. She is fairly tall, about 5'3 and is a little chubby, about 111 lbs. because she is quite gluttonous, though she's losing some weight…
Clothing: Crys wear a white tank-top with black skinny jeans a blue, glow in the dark sneakers. She wears a white handbag and her Pokeballs are strung across her waist. Crys usually has expensive jewelry on, to signify that she's an upper-classmen, though she spends ours trying to find them if she lost it, which is quite often.
Pokemon:
1. Gerard(M): Squirtle
Nature: Haughty
Ability: Torrent
Moves: Tackle, Water Gun, Tail Whip, Withdraw
2. Collette(F): Caterpie
Nature: Calm
Ability: Shield Dust
Moves: Tackle, String Shot, (NEW!)Bug Bite
Okay, so most of you guys know that school started. Meaning less updates, but luckily, through some weird circumstances, I've written some chapters...Up to Chapter 10. All I need to do is edit and all, make it look better and easier to read I guess? I don't have a beta reader, so expect some mistakes...okay A LOT. This is all I'm going to tell you...a bipolar, gay Jigglypuff and a disfunctional Clefairy. Guess what roles they play? No really, please guess! Whoever guesses correctly gets a...CYBER COOKIE! And gets their OC feautured or a shout out :D
~(now known) CaramelldansenXLove or CaraXLove or just Dansen :)