Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ The Prophecy ❯ Book 1 Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Cerulean City

The city was in ruins. Burnt out buildings were everywhere. The only building
left standing, if you could call it that, was The Pokmon Gym. The survivors
of the bombings were huddled in the bowels of the Gym, and the four protectors
of the survivors were gathered around a table making plans.

Misty, leaning on a table, stated, "We know that men who try to leave come back
minus a body." Misty was a tall woman with long red hair tied up in a ponytail. She
wore a gold shirt with a brown vest over it. She also wore blue jeans with hiking
boots underneath.

"Why do they send just the head back anyway?" asked Daisy, The oldest of the
sisters. She had mid-back-length blond hair and an all-brown outfit with
boots similar to Misty's. She was sitting at the table leaning back in a chair.

"IS THAT REALY IMPORTANT?!" screamed Misty, glaring at her older sister.

"No, but I have wondered. Anyway, we still have to get out of town. But with
Team Rocket beheading people who try to leave, we can't."

Lilly sighed "It doesn't look like we will be getting out. We can't go far or fast
with most of our people injured. And if we don't do both we are dead. Maybe
we should hold out here a little longer?" Lilly was the shortest but also second
oldest. Her hair was shoulder length and pink. She wore a pair of blue jeans with
a light blue long-sleeved shirt and low hiking boots.

Violet stood up and started pacing and thinking out loud. "Team Rocket seems
to be trying to destroy the world, but WHY?" She had blue hair that was just
short of Daisy's length. Her shirt was black and sleeveless, and her pants were
black and baggy. She wore boots that tied up to her knees.

Misty stood up straight and said, "They are killing everyone except members of
Team Rocket. They want only Rockets in the world. But they also don't seem to
send back the heads of the women who try to escape."

Daisy looked at each of her sisters in turn, "So we can assume that the women
are being held for some reason or another. We will have to be careful."

Misty threw her hands up and said, "We can't really do anything right now. We
will have to wait and consolidate our strength. Maybe we can hold out until
our wounded are healed."

Daisy stood up and decided, "Then we'll do what we have been doing: looking
for survivors and food for everyone. We will meet back here in 5 hours. Let's go!!"

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Flashback

Indigo Plateau

5 1/2 years earlier

The Indigo Plateau was beautiful at sunset. 14 1/2 year old Ash Ketchum was
trying to relax but the Phone ringing and the knocking on the door was disturbing
him. He looked at the Caller ID box on the table beside him, muttered something
about annoying reporters and picked up the phone, then hung it up again. He ignored
the banging on the door. His friends came in through the window.

"Those reporters are driving me crazy. I need to get away from them, but how?"
Ash contemplated. He was young-looking, with unruly black hair; he wore a red and
white Pokemon league hat, a red jacket, black shirt and blue jeans.

tap, tap, tap . . . tap, tap, tap . . .

Ash looked towards the window said quietly, "Who is it?"

The person at the window popped her head up and replied, "It's me Misty."

Ash opened the window to let her in, "I'm glad you could get past the reporters."

Misty climbed in through the window "It was hard but I managed it. Brock is
finally going back to Pewter City."

Ash sat back down "I'm glad he is going to visit his family. Someone should be
able to."

Misty sat down next to Ash "You shouldn't let the reporters rule your life. It
is not like you to let anyone rule your life."

Ash replied, "Misty, I tried to go home once. They nearly broke down the door
to get to me. At least here the doors are reinforced and no one who does not
have the right genes can get in through the window. The force field sees to that."

Misty countered, "But they still get to the door and the telephone. This is getting
out of hand. Can't the League do something about it?"

"No," sighed Ash, "they tried. The reporters just won't quit. And it is not just
reporters. It is lunatics and various weirdoes. I can't pick up the phone anymore
because of them. It is because I'm the youngest Master by far. They think that
they can ruin my Life. Well, I'm not going to let them ruin my life. I'm going to
disappear and not come back until they stop looking for me."

"Is that wise?" Asked Misty

"It is the only thing I can think of to do. I'm only taking Pikachu, Bulbasaur,
Squirtle and that Ponyta that I caught just before the last League Games."

"If you think that is the way to go you should do it. But I will miss you."

"I'll come back someday, but not for a while."

End Flash back

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Cerulean City

Misty sat on a rock under an overhang talking to herself, "Ash where are
you? I don't think that I can pull off the miracles that you have. I wish
you would come back. Oh." She said looking at the time, "I gotta go."

She jumped up and started heading back to the Gym using what cover there
was to hide her presence.