The Darker Side of Things
By: Chibi-Kyo-Chan
a Pokemon fanfic by Chibi Kyo Chan © 2010
Rating: M - language, violence, drug abuse, and sexual situations
Summary: Dark Fic. Set in the Sinnoh Region. Team Galactic Has a new leader, Who will stop at nothing to achieve their ends no matter how wrong or morally corrupt. Giovanni discreetly teams up with Team Galactic and uses his own Team Rocket as test subjects for untested and highly dangerous drugs. With a world conquest plan being put into action by two of the world's most feared criminal gangs. It's up to Ash with old and new friends to stop them. But with the world being plunged into utter chaos, there is little hope.
Disclaimer: This particular fic is based mostly on the games with a reference to the show thrown in for kicks. I do NOT own any thing even remotely affiliated to Pokemon (except for the idea of this fic.) Pokemon and all it's rights belong to Satoshi Tajiri
WARNING: Nobody under the age of 18 should read this fic. While the beginning chapters do seem pretty mild...it is a lie as the story progresses. People who are easily offended has been warned.
NOTE: In this chapter You will be introduced to the dreaded original characters...and while I literally put them in here for my amusement. I wearily share them with you. They are my creations and therefore my porperty and I hope they grow on you as they have on me. Don't worry they are in no way related to mary sue or gary stu they are pretty normal being pulled into an abnormal situation and dealing with it as any normal person would. No special powers, No almighty best in anything.
Chapter Two: And so the story begins...
It was a glorious day that pretty Friday Morning. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and Jubilife City was bustling with life as People and Pokemon alike walked around the crowded streets, enjoying the nice weather and for those who can say they have the day off from their busy schedule - shopping. Everything was beautiful and peaceful it was one of those elusive picture perfect days.
Well... perfect for everyone except for one poor trainer.
"Son of a bitch!" she shouted, completely apalled as she was holding the offending item at arms length eying it with utter contempt.
"Excuse me miss but I'm going to ask you to refrain from that kind of language while you're here in my establishment if you don't I'll be forced to kick you out of the store."
She turned around to face the store clerk that spoke, narrowing her bright blue eyes in anger. " You expect me to hold my tongue when you're charging a 140 dollars for an antidote! That is outrageous!"
The store clerk merely gave her a look "If you don't like it you are more than welcomed to leave at anytime."
Letting her anger get the best of her she slammed the antidote down on the shelf . "Fuck You." She stated before making her way out the store.
"Stupid slum trash." She heard the clerk mutter as she slammed the door to the Poke Mart behind her.
"How does he know I'm from the slums anyway?" she asked no one in particular, a Pikachu stopped to stare but their trainer quickly came by and shooed it along.
What was it about her that made people think she lived on the bad side of town? Did she have 'Slum Girl' tattooed across her forehead.? She lived here for almost two weeks and people already look at her like they know what she's like. Sure she may have lost her temper back there...but really who are they to judge?
"Aw who needs them? I need to go grocery shopping anyway." She muttered running pale slender fingers through her midnight tresses. As she made her way down the street to cross that imaginary line that divides the city into the "Respectable" and "The Slums" she headed toward the convenient store located a block down from her and her best friend's apartment.
"Morning Aya!" chirped the sales clerk as Aya grabbed a shopping basket from by the door.
"Morning Tess. Great day huh?" She muttered sarcastically as she walked by waving her hand half heatredly in the clerks direction.
"It sure is!" Tess replied completely missing the sarcasm.
Aya merely rolled her eyes as she continued to shop. Throwing anything she could find that was on sale into the basket. (which included Spam, day old bread, microwavable dinners and poffin ingredients.) she wasted no time going through the checkout counter wishing to get out of there as soon as possible if only to escape Tess and her overly cheerful attitude.
Normally Tess was pretty pleasant to be around, however today Aya just didn't believe she had the strength to be around something that ...chirpy- for lack of a better word.
"Have a nice day!"
"You too Tess." Aya muttered. Non to enthusiastically as she left the store. Feeling an odd sense of Deja-vu. Except this time instead of feeling angry she only felt defeated.
'it's what I get for running away from home. It's like divine punishment or something.' She thought bitterly
"Uhnnn."
Aya Stopped in her tracks at the mouth of a dark alley way. "What the?"
"Uhhnnn Mmpf."
"W-Wh-Who's there?" She stuttered as she clutched her grocery bag with one hand while she wildly felt around and grasped a poke ball from her belt with the other.
"Uuuuuuhhhnnnnn"
"Charizard Go!" She shouted throwing her poke ball. In a blinding flash of light Charizard let out a ferocious growl as it turned to face it's trainer with startling black eyes.
"Mmmpff Nnnnnnnnnn"
Squaring her shoulders with sheer determination she placed her hand on her Charizard signaling for them to move forward to investigate.
"Uuuuurrrruruuhhhhhnnnn."
"Okay Charizard lets see what's up."
with slow steady steps they made their way down the ominous looking alley way, Aya's hand never once leaving Charizard proving to the Fiery Pokemon how frightened his trainer truly was. Being protective by nature, Chaizard made sure his trainer was far back enough out of harms way just in case.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. Once the source of the sound was identified as a moaning, bleeding heap laying unmoving on the harsh, unforgiving ground.
Completely forgetting her previous fear she ran to the injured stranger. Brushing the blond locks away from the injured face.
She Gasped.
Was that . . .Volkner?
All he could remember after getting captured by Team Galactic was getting hit in the back of the head and then darkness. When he awoke all he could feel was blind numbing pain that started from the back of his head and somehow worked it's ways down to his toes. He felt like he was going to die and in the moment he wished he would die. At least then the pain would finally stop.
"Oh my God!"
The sound of a voice created a horrible ringing in his ears that made him wince and moan in pain.
'What the hell? Can't I just die already?' He thought through the pain-filled haze in his mind.
He registered the feeling of cool finger tips then he was greeted by breathtaking, startling blue eyes.
Then it was nothing but darkness . . . again.
A/N: A little boring I know. But now the story has officially started. Got questions or suggestions? Feel free to leave them in a review. Until next Chapter.
R+R flames are welcomed. ;3