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Claimer: I have the copyright to all
characters that I thought up. Not on paper yet, but… I have it anyway.
Category: General
Rating: PG-13
AN: Another week went by… I need to step on it with chapter
eight, or I might not keep this up. Anyway, here’s the next chapter, I hope you
enjoyed the flashbacks. Over half the chapter was in italics…
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Fight For Freedom.
By: WeirdDutchGuy, email: swampthing1132[at]hotmail[dot]com
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Chapter Five: Evil Plans and Conspiracies.
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**The Flashback Continues…**
“Where did you take her?” Ash asked. He was very angry, how dare this
creep touch his mother. Kane was going to pay.
“Oh, she’s safe… for now.” Kane answered in a threatening voice. That
was it, he was going down! “Pikachu, Thunder him!”
Ash yelled. The other Rockets were about to move in, but Kane stopped them and
released a Dugtrio who took the electric attack
without flinching.
“I studied you well, mister Ketchum. There’s nothing you can do to
surprise me. As for you, stay out of it! He’s mine!” The grunts backed away to
give the fighters room. Ash was puzzled; it wasn’t like Team Rocket to fight
fair. This guy must be pretty sure of himself.
“Well, as it seems you won’t make the first move I will. Dugtrio, Magnitude!” Kane yelled and his Pokémon started
emitting shockwaves. Magnitude can be stronger as Earthquake, but this one was
pretty weak and Pikachu withstood it.
“It seems luck isn’t with you, Kane! Pikachu,
Quick Attack!” Immediately the mouse dashed off at his target. But before he
reached it, the Dugtrio dug into the ground and Pikachu halted. Ash cursed under his breath and frantically
searched for any sign of Dugtrio.
“Heheh, we have you now! Dugtrio,
surface and hit him hard!” Kane ordered his Pokémon with a confident smirk. Dugtrio did just that and Pikachu
was send airborne by the force of the attack. Pikachu
recovered and landed on all fours, though he was panting and bruised. Ash was
about to switch him when suddenly one of the grunts cried out in pain and
collapsed on the ground. Two figures stood on the road, their appearance masked
by shadow as the sun hadn’t fully emerged yet. In front of them stood a Charizard and a Venusaur, the
last one still retracting a vine.
“Not now!” Kane
thought. “What are you waiting for, get them!” He yelled at the remaining
Rockets, whose Pokémon immediately charged the two
mysterious figures. The Charizard responded by
flaming half with a huge Flamethrower and the Venusaur
released a great number of vines to swat away the others. Kane watched with an
angry expression and turned to glare at Ash.
“It appears we’ll have to put this little match of ours on hold, mister
Ketchum.” He said as he recalled Dugtrio. “I’ll be
ready for a rematch anytime you want. Just let me know.” And after that he and
the other Rockets ran off before more could be said.
**End Flashback… finally.**
It turned out those two were the other trainers who
left on their journey on the same day as Ash and
“How’s the food?” He asked as he watched in amazement
as Ash stuffed half a sandwich in his mouth.
“Weally
nice!”
Ash managed to bring out while gulping down the sandwich. “I really needed
something to eat. How about you buddy?” He said while looking down at the floor
where Pikachu was eating his share.
“Pika!” Came
the happy reply. “So… who are you?” Frank hesitantly asked. “Oh yeah, we haven’t
been introduced… Frank it was, right? My name’s Ash, and that’s my pal Pikachu.” Ash answered.
“THE Ash?! The League
champion?!” Frank exclaimed in shock. “That can’t be! Everyone up there
was killed!”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t up there. I was in the Hoenn region attending a meeting.” Ash clarified as he
grasped another food item. Just then two people entered the mess hall still
singing some random song. One dressed in simple blue jeans and black shirt,
whose brown hair stood out in pretty much every direction. The other was
dressed in black jeans, black shirt and a sleeveless camo
jacket. On his head a camo cap hid most of his brown
hair. As John and Chris approached the table where Ash and Frank sat one could
clearly see the enormous grins on their faces.
“Yo people!” John started.
“Where are your smiles?” “Yeah, didn’t you know it’s time for celebrations?”
Chris added. Ash just looked on in confusing, but Frank was genuinely worried.
He’d never seen them act like this since he got here. John could most certainly
have a happy mood, but Chris rarely laughed at all. He then saw his laptop in
John’s arms and remembering what he’d seen earlier in the office something on
it must’ve caused this. He was about to ask when another person stumbled into
the room.
Wearing green baggy pants, a green jacket, a green cap
and fingerless green cloves Ash recognized him immediately. “Ritchie!”
**Several
days earlier…**
A large man in a red suit sat in his leather chair as he
waited for someone to come in. He petted his favorite feline, a Persian, while
he stared at the door. After someone knocked the door slowly crept open and
Butch and Cassidy hesitantly came into the room. They knew why they were here,
after failing to catch the Lavender rebels they’d also confirmed a security
leak. Butch gulped as he stepped forward.
“You called for us?”
“Yes, indeed I did. Tell me, how has the search gone?
Any sign of those rebels?” The man spoke.
“As usual the search turned up nothing. They covered
their tracks way to well, not even our–“
“Silence! I did not call you here to
hear some pitiful excuses! These rebels are being a major thorn in my side and
I want them out of the picture, permanently! Do you understand?!” Butch and
Cassidy nodded. They knew the price of failure. “I want you two to hunt down
those rebels and get rid of them by all means. You can use whatever you find
necessary, but I won’t pour resources in a wild goose chase. When you’re sure
of their location call me, and I’ll send a detachment of Rockets to clear up
the place. Don’t goof up again, unless you want to end up as those other two
losers!” Giovanni roared. “I also understand there’s been a leak. Nothing too
serious I hope?”
Cassidy stepped forward this time and answered. “We
haven’t been able to trace all their actions, but we’re pretty sure they only
took a list of prisoners, nothing to worry about. It’s not like they’ll raid a
prison.”
“Hm… I see. Well, go out
there and do your job properly this time. I want to see results the next time
we meet.” Giovanni pondered Cassidy’s last words for a bit. Would they really
raid a prison? If they did, several threats might be set free. A prison was
meant to keep people in, not out. If they raided one it might be easier than
expected. He didn’t ponder too long though, as he had someone else coming. A
firm knock on the door pulled him away from his thoughts. Kane entered the room
and stood before his boss.
“I heard the Ketchum kid got away. It’s not every day
that I see you fail.” Giovanni said with a smirk. Kane merely grunted as he
thought back to that embarrassing event. “Not that I blame you of course, after
all, not all effort was wasted. You did manage to roll up the resistance
movement in Pallet town afterwards.”
“I only repaid the favor. They embarrassed me in front
of the men; I simply put them back into place. They fought well though. But why
did you call me?” Kane asked. Giovanni didn’t wait long to answer with a
question of his own.
“How is the chase going? Ketchum must be caught. He’s
too big of a threat to let him walk loose.”
“I understand. We followed the trail towards Cerulean,
but it took us several weeks to find out where he was hiding. After we chased
him out of town the trail went cold near the Rock Tunnel. As you know that
route is part of the Lavender Faction’s territory. Therefore I assume he is now
in the hands of the local resistance. Unless we figure out where they’re hiding
we can’t get to him.” Kane replied. Giovanni took in the information and seemed
to have a hard time believing it.
“All we know is that they pulled another stunt a few
days ago. They raided one of our supply depots and stole all the Pokémon kept
there. During the process they managed to hack our mainframe and stole several files.
Do you have any suggestions? You’re the tactician after all.” Kane smirked at
hearing this, a plan forming in his head.
“We could try to lure them out. I suggest posting
several agents in the Lavender area, but they will have to keep a low profile.
We don’t want the resistance to know they’re our agents of course. Hmm… Cinnabar is still in
“Oh and Kane, do come back in one piece. It would be a
shame to lose you.” After this he left. He closed the door behind him and
laughed to himself. “I have the
old fool right where I want him. He follows my every lead and it’s only a
matter of time before his whole organization does. Then I’ll have no more use
for him and dispose of him. Team Rocket will be mine, and the world will follow
soon.” As he
walked down the hallway laughing maniacally several grunts gave him odd looks.
**The
present…**
Ash and the others had found out Ritchie was the
messenger John had told Frank about. Ritchie was just about to tell them the
reason of his visit.
“
“We’ll help you, but I can’t spare that much myself.”
He turned to Ash. “If you want to go with your friend I won’t stop you. They
can use all the help they can get. In fact, I think I’ll come. John can run the
base on his own for a week or so.” John, at hearing
this, gave him thumbs up and grinned.
“No problem, bro! Just come back in one piece.”
“Then it’s settled,” Ash said. “We’ll go with Ritchie
and beat Team Rocket away from Cinnabar.”
“Yes, we leave tomorrow night. It’ll be easier to
avoid any stray Rockets in the dark. And we will have some time to prepare.”
Chris added.
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To Be Continued…
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AN: Hope you enjoyed, as usual.
The next chapter should go up in a week as always. I promise it’s worth the
wait.
WeirdDutchGuy