The Hidden Powers Within
or
Team Rocket Johto
by Talisha Hibdon
and Tiffany Garcia
Author note: This is an ongoing fic me and my friend FallenAngelZoey
had started a while ago and it's being written slowly but surely. This is an
Alternate Universe fanfiction. You have been warned. It takes place in
the space of time between the fight with Ash and Gary (which Gary won! ^_^)
and when Ash-tachi goes to Johto. The characters are not mine but are Nintendo's
and Gamefreak or whatever moron thought Satoshi would be a good hero for the
story ¬.¬. Don't sue. All you'll get from us are arcade tokens. As you can tell, me and my friend are huge Team Rocket fans (James
is a babe!) so all Ash lovers may wanna rethink reading this. Only Melin and
some other original characters that'll show up later belong to us, the authors.
Please feel free to review!
P.S. Bronx is a pokemon based on the blue gargoyle beast in the show Gargoyles.
Yes yes, it's a big rip off. Don't sue us, oh masterful Gargoyles creator!
Record 01:
Stranger
"Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off again!" the trio shouted as they flew
through the air. The red haired women turned her head to look at her team mates
as the sailed to who-knows-where. The blue haired male flying beside her had
tears in the corners of his tightly shut eyes, bracing himself for the pain
they would all soon endure once they'd land on the ground. The Meowth was gripping
onto his leg with his claws and fangs, his hair standing on end.
"I HATE DIS PART OF THE JOB!" Meowth yipped as they saw the ground starting
to come closer.
"THIS WASN'T IN MY ROCKET CONTRACT!" James howled, not daring to peek.
"MY HAIR IS GOING TO GET MESSED UP AGAIN!" Jessie joined in with a wail, only
seconds before they all hit the dirt road with a crash. It took a while for
Jessie to come back to her senses, but when she did, she saw that she had landed
on top of James and noticed Meowth's tail twitching underneath him. They had
broken most of her fall. "James? Are you ok?"
James groaned and sat up slowly, causing Jessie to slid off his chest and allowing
Meowth to breath again. "I'm getting really sick of this..."
"Those lousey little poke-brats! What I wouldn't give to.." Jessie grinded her
teeth and clenching her fists, imagining her Arbok squeezing the stuffings out
of them. This is, if the pokemon could ever get enough strength and skill to
get them all in her coils in the first place.
"It seems as if their one perpose in life is to annoy us and disrupt OUR missions,"
James nodded grimly, brushing himself off.
"Sent from hell, most likely," Jessie added, getting up with his help.
"We've got to figure out a way to defeat those miserable ten year old pests
and capture their Pikachu once and for all," James stated the obvious.
"Of course we do!" Jessie snapped at him, making him flinch. "I want to get
this stupid mission over with!"
"Why does the Boss want that Pikachu anyway? He's got hundreds of other more
powerful pokemon. What differance will one little Pikachu make?"
"This job just stinks is all," Jessie spat.
"Maybe we should find a new line of work," James folded his arms in a fed up
gesture.
"MY CHARM IS GOOOOONE!!" The sudden inhuman shreik of a panicked Meowth made
the pair jump into each other's arms in fright. The pokemon leapt all over the
place, looking here and there for the gold charm that had dissapeared from his
now bare forhead. He turned to the humans, glared, and slashed them across the
face. "Stop feeling each other up and help me look for my charm!"
The two blushed, ignoring the new claw marks on their faces, and moved away
from each other quickly, Jessie looking embarrassed and pissed and James rubbing
his head bashfully. "It's going to be another long night," Jessie muttered as
the sun began to set.
Elsewhere...
A stanger walked into town that evening, covering in a white cloak and hood.
The stranger's face was shodawed by the hood so no one could tell who it was.
Everyone stared as the person passed by, especially a certain police officer
with aqua hair. After studying her for a while, she decided she'd better investigate.
"Freeze!" Officer Jenny pulled up beside the white clothed stanger abruptly.
The person stopped but did not turn to her. "Who are you and what are you doing
in this town?"
At last the stanger turned to her, face still shadowed. "Tell me.." a young,
female voice uttered from the hood as she held up a wanted add in her hand,
"have you seen these young people lately?"
Officer Jenny blinked at the woman, then stared hard at the pictures under the
words "WANTED" in big print. A red haired woman and a blue haired man. "Hey,
aren't those that criminal gang, Team Rocket?"
"Of course they are," the women answered simply. "Have you seen them?"
"If I had," said the police women, frowning, "don't you think I would have arrested
them by now?" For some reason, even though she had seen a Team Rocket group
battling some kids earlier that day, she still couldn't seem to put two and
two together.
The stranger let her hand fall and she put the poster back in her cloak. "I
see. Then I won't trouble you further. Good day," she bowed before turning and
walking off again out of town.
"What.. was that?" Officer Jenny rubbed her head in bewilderment.
A few moments later, the stranger was standing on the edge of a cliff, looking
out at the sea. She could barely make out the small New Island in the light
of the setting sun.
"This is a mission I refuse to abandon," the women said to no one in particular.
"I'll find you yet, just you wait and see.. James.."
James sneezed.
"Don't tell me you're getting a cold," Jessie groaned in annoyance as she unrolled
her sleeping bag next to his.
"No I don't think so," James frowned in thought before showing off a silly grin.
"Heh! Maybe someone is talking about me somewhere."
"Are you kiddin'?" Meowth yawned, curling up into a ball at their feet. "Who
would be talking about a loser like you?"
James winced and stuck out his tongue at the pokemon before snuggling down into
his sleeping bag, putting his back to his team mates to watch the campfire.
"It could happen you know," he sniffled.
"Just go to sleep, James," Jessie ordered lazily beside him. "Tomorrow is going
to be whole new day of Rocket stressdom."
Ash, Misty, Brock, and Pikachu make their way through the forest the next morning,
Brock pointing out a few Exegutor among the trees to Misty while Ash cracks
his neck from side to side.
"Aw man, it's still sore from where those jerks hit me yesterday," he grumbled
to everyone and himself.
"Pika ka," Pikachu commented.
"Oh stop complaining, Ash," Misty snapped, hugging her giggling Togepi. "You
should know by now what to expect from Team Rocket. It's you're own fault for
letting your gaurd down."
"Put a sock in it, Misty!" Ash said sourly. Suddenly everyone heard a women's
cry of surprise from deep within the trees. They all looked at each other in
confusion as the sounds of a battle started from the same direction.
"Come on!" Ash said, leading the group towards the ruckus. They soon stumbled
out into a clearing and saw something they didn't expect. There was a white
cloaked women whose face they couldn't see standing tense behind a bluish stone
dog pokemon, growling defensively at their attackers. The two men facing off
with them wear actually clothed in black Team Rocket uniforms, and before them
was two of their own pokemon, a Raichu and a Scyther.
"Hey, what are you doing to that beautiful young lady," Brock called out, only
blushing a little in the presence of a women. The two Team Rocket members glanced
back at them for only an instant.
"Scyther, deal with them," the tallest one said. The Scyther turned about to
face them, the light glinting of his razor sharp arm scyths.
"Scy!" it hissed. Ash already had a pokeball out and threw it towards the enemy.
"I choose you, Squirtle!" Ash called. Out poped the pokemon, frowning at it's
opponant. "Squirtle, bubble beam now!"
"Squirtle!" It sucked in a large breath of air before blowing out a stream of
bubbles that exploded around the Scyther on contact. It fell swirly eyed to
the ground. The taller rocket member growled and recalled it.
"Raichu! Electric shock!" the shorter Rocket member ordered.
"Rai CHU!" the rodent pokemon sent an electric shock at the stone dog pokemon.
It hit it but had no effect.
"Silly," the white cloaked female shook her head. "Electricy has no effect on
a stone surface. Now.." she held out a hand whose skin was almost as white as
her clothes. "Bronx, Magma Hurl."
"Bronx!" the bluish pokemon opened it's mouth wide and a wave of burning hot
molten lava rushed at the Raichu.
"Raiii!" Raichu ran desperately up a tree to escape the dangerous heat of the
attack. The lava however reached the tree's roots and burned it completely away.
The two Rocket members looked at each other, then proceded to run away from
the attack, leaving the Raichu for dead.
"Abandoning your pokemon! Cowards," the strange female pulled out a strange
looking pokeball with white and violet coloring instead of white and red. The
pokemon screamed in terror as it started to fall, but it never landed. Just
as it was about to meet it's fiery doom, she threw the ball at it and captured
it.
"Wow, that was some battle," Misty gasped, Togepi peeped timidly from her arms.
"What kind of pokemon is that.." Ash mumbled, staring at Bronx as he pulled
out his pokedex and looked it up.
"Bronx, an extinct stone dog pokemon of the fire type. Little is known about
this creature but some have therized that it is the ancestor of the Growlithes
and Arcanines."
"An extinct pokemon.." Ash breathed. He had seen pokemon that were supposed
to have been extinct before, but never before in captivity.
"Not quite extinct, as you can see," the lady said lightly as she knelt down
and patted Bronx on it's blue stone head, causing it to wag its tail. "Thanks
for helping me, by the way."
"Um, no prob," Ash rubbed behind his head, looking at her oddly. "Excuse me,
but who the heck are you?" Brock knocked Ash upside the head. "Owow!
"What kind of way is that to say hello to a nice young lady," he hissed before
stepping forward. "Excuse my young friend, he hasn't learned how to properly
act in front of such a fine young women whom I am sure is very beautiful under
that hood." He blushed. "I wish I could see you face so I could know I'm right.."
"Flirt," the girl smiled before lifting up her delicate white hands and pulling
off her cloak. Everyone gasped at the sight of her.
She was the whitest person they had ever seen. Her hair was pure white, tied
in four neat buns, two on each side of the top of her head. The rest of her
extremly long hair was tied back in a braid that came down to her feet, seemed
to swish along the grass like a tail. She wore a white choke colar with a star
around her neck and a short white skirt, a light violet tank top with transparant
long sleeves, and thigh high white stockings. Her skin was nearly as white as
her clothes and hair. In fact, the only that wasn't white on her was her stunning
dark violet eyes.
Their mouths dropped open. Though she looked strange and almost inhuman, she
had a exotic beauty about her. "Pikaa..." Pikachu breathed.
"You - you're like an angel.." Brock gasped, now completely red.
"Flirting will only get you so far, young man," the woman waved her hand at
him.
"But you DO look like one," Ash blurted out, causing Misty to glare. Ash instantly
blushed and started figiting. "I - I mean, y-you are just as white as one and
er-"
"Quit while you're ahead, young trainer," she winked, pulled out another white
and violet pokeball with a silver star where the beam came out and held it towards
her pokemon. "Bronx, return." And once it had done so, she put it and the matching
ball containing Raichu on a violet belt that hung loosly around her hips.
"Why were those Team Rocket members fighting you? Where they trying to steal
your pokemon?" Misty asked, trying to change the subject.
The white women frowned. "I had accidently interuppted them when they were trying
to catch an Eevee. I had only wanted to ask them a simple question. Seeing that
they were Team Rocket members, I thought they could perhapes help me. I thought
wrong."
"What would you want to ask a couple of TR members that you couldn't ask anyone
else," Ash asked, Pikachu echoing his question in pokemon.
"To know where a certain Team Rocket group might be," she said straight faced.
"Why would anyone want to find a TR gang?" Misty asked suspiciously.
"So I can find a certain person who's a member, a man named James Kojiro." They
all dropped on their faces simultaniously. "Something I said?"
"KAA!" Pikachu squeeled.
"You want to find James?!" Brock was the first to recover. "Cross dressing,
rose holding, motto spouting James of Team Rocket?" Then he gave her a suspicious
look. "He stole something from you, right?"
"No! Nothing like that..." The women blushed a little, bringing a strange shade
of pink to her pale cheeks. "And I didn't know he cross dressed..."
"Why would you want to find that jerk for? He and his friends are evil!" Ash
asked bewildered. All color faded from her features again as she stared down
at him with a blank expression that suddenly made him want to kick himself for
opening his big mouth again.
"That's my business I'm afriad," she said finally, putting her cloak about her
shoulders and pulling the hood over her head. "I thank you for helping me, but
I must really continue on my mission to find James and his team."
"Wait!" Misty called as she started to stride away quite quickly. "Tell us your
name first."
The white lady stopped and looked back, smiling slightly again. "Call me.. Melin."
"Uh - We'll let James know that you're looking for him!" Brock called after
her.
"I'd rather that you didn't.." her voice was heard whispering even after she
disapeared among the trees.
Ash, Brock, Misty, and Pikachu stared after her in silence for a while longer
before they started to settle down in a clearing for a small break. Brock broke
out with the food while Ash and Misty started to unleash some of their pokemon
so that they could have a little stretch and some food.
Back on the road, Melin could feel that one of her pokéballs was moving. "Hmm?
Did you want to say something?" she asked it as she took it out and let the
pokemon out. A Growlith padded towards her and barked at her feet.
"It's okay Growlie; we'll find James soon," Melin patted Growlie on the head.
"Now, be a good friend and get back in your pokéball," said as she recalled
it into the pokeball. "I have a suspicion that if I follow those four long enough
that I will find James sooner or later."
To be further
documented...