Misty crossed her arms and let the water swallow her. She wasn’t sure how to feel. All her life, she’d adored water Pokémon, but without a ton of bulky breathing equipment, she couldn’t join them in their world. In an instant, all that had changed. Ironically, thanks to the man she probably hated more than … Continue reading
Ash was never one to think things through properly. He’d often found himself in situations that could have been easily avoided if he’d just taken the time to plan his actions instead of rushing into something in the heat of the moment. Unfortunately, now seemed to be yet another one of those times. When he’d … Continue reading
Fiora headed towards the elevator, Raven flapping close behind. As she waited for the transport to arrive, she paused in front of a mirror to smooth her electricity-frizzed hair and found herself frowning. Gawk… this uniform really isn’t practical for battling, she thought, tugging down the absurdly short skirt. Maybe it was time for a … Continue reading
Fiora had been tempted to stay when Misty almost coaxed Aquafeles into the pool. A protective instinct, maybe. The little Pokémon was still her charge. But Misty was a water Pokémon expert and a gym leader, and Fiora was fairly confident she wouldn’t hurt the little creature, no matter what her feelings of Team Rocket … Continue reading
Giovanni strode purposefully out of the elevator onto the medical floor and right up to the nurses’ station. “Status report,” he barked. Behind the counter the Team Rocket doctor–he never did bother to learn the guy’s name–nearly leapt out of his chair. Giovanni watched with growing impatience as the man fumbled for a clipboard and … Continue reading
“Pika-pi,” Pikachu whined as it walked along the hallway. Or… was “Raichu” more accurate? Meowth shrugged. He didn’t even know what he himself wanted to be called, so far be it for him to criticize the electric rodent. “Pika-pi!” Pikachu said, more demanding this time. “Yeah, yeah, you wanna see your friend, I know,” Meowth … Continue reading
Giovanni summoned Ash to his office a few days later. When the boy came, Giovanni noted he did not have the level of energy he had before. Oh, there was anger there, no doubt, but it was well-buried beneath a layer of hopelessness. The boy hated his situation and yet saw no way out of … Continue reading
Delia’s son was a fighter, Giovanni would give him that. His two friends, former gym leaders, of all people, just needed a few weapons waved in their faces and they fell into line easily. Ash seemed to either be oblivious to what a gun was, an idiot who didn’t care, or a psychic who knew … Continue reading
“This way,” Jessie said, motioning with her head, since her hands were a little bit full at the moment. James looked curiously down the hallway she had started towards and then back at the hallway he had been heading for himself. “Um, Jessie?” he asked. “I may be mistaken, but wasn’t the plan to bring … Continue reading
Ash knew of no greater pain than watching a Pokémon suffer. Watching his Pikachu suffer was the worst pain of all. Team Rocket knew this; he’d demonstrated it many times before. Only now he was unfortunate to have it used against him. Passing through the Kanto region on a brief visit, Ash had been fortunate … Continue reading