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    Prophecies of the Summoned

    Chapter One


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    A teenage girl smiled, her ocean blue eyes echoing her merriment as she continued telling her story to the two younger children before her. “And then Jigglypuff came out of nowhere and bounced up on its stage. It started singing just in time, and we all started to fall asleep. Tracey and I were asleep pretty quickly, but Ash and Pikachu managed to stay awake long enough to catch Snorlax.” The youngest, a boy less than 10 years of age, laughed.

    “That was pretty silly,” he commented, referring to an earlier moment in the story. “Just because Togepi was a baby doesn’t mean it didn’t know any attacks. Right Togetic?” The flying Pokémon floated down beside the boy’s head and nodded its spiked head.

    That is correct, Max. By that time, I believe that I could use Charm and Metronome, if nothing else. Having been around Clefairy a few times, it would have been difficult not to pick up some moves. Max’s eyes widened behind his glasses.

    “Wow! You’ve met Clefairy? Are they really from space?” As Togetic informed the Pokémon enthusiast of its past with the normal type Pokémon, the other listener to the story, a young girl slightly older than Max, glanced over at a clear plastic container. Inside laid a pastel pink egg on top of a red velvet cushion.

    “So, Misty,” she wondered aloud to the red head beside her. “When do you think your Luvdisc egg will hatch?” Misty shrugged and looked past her brunette friend towards the water type's case.

    “Beats me, May.” She sighed wistfully, her eyes clouding over as she zoned out. May waved a gloved hand in front of her older, water training-training friend. Misty seemed to ignore the flash of blue and white moving before her eyes until May accidentally bopped her on the head. “Huh? Oh, sorry, May...where are Ash and Brock? I haven’t seen ’em since breakfast.”

    “Didn’t they say something about looking for trainers to battle? Ash does need the practice before the Hoenn League.” Misty nodded in agreement. She had almost forgotten about the upcoming competition.

    “But why would Brock go with?”

    “Umm...” Misty realized what must have happened and cut short the coordinator.

    “Never mind. Togetic?” The happiness Pokémon stopped itself mid sentence.

    Yes, Misty? The teen pulled her red backpack over her shoulder, resting it neatly on the sleeve of her yellow tank top.

    “Could you find Pikachu for me, please?”

    Certainly. Togetic closed its eyes for a moment, then opened them and smiled up at its surrogate mother. Done. Anything else?

    “Yes. Teleport us there.”

    “What about us, Misty?”

    “Don’t we get to come along?” Misty turned to them, about to tell them to clean up their room and wait for her return, but she faltered. The Pokémon Center room that they were staying in was spotless. Max was bent over, tying one green shoe’s laces, his yellow-colored backpack resting on his shoulders. May was standing beside him, straightening her red and white handkerchief on her head with one hand. The other was resting on her hip, her fingers brushing against the golden hued fanny pack tied loosely around her waist.

    “You know what? You can come. Just grab Luvdisc’s egg, would ya?” May picked up the case obligingly. “Let’s go Togetic.” Togetic closed its eyes and glowed a sky blue for a moment. The group disappeared.

    Misty felt a slight tingle, as though her whole body had been numb and was regaining its ability to move once more. Then she could feel the air whistling around her, the sensation of floating on the breeze, and the sun on her - wait a minute; floating? She opened her eyes and looked around. To her left, a Swellow squawked in surprise at the sight of the human sharing airspace with it. To her right, Togetic was sweatdropping sheepishly. Uh...oops?

    “Togetic!” Misty cried out, the floating sensation being replaced by one of falling a great distance in a short amount of time. May and Max, who had already started plummeting, remained content with crying out and clutching each other in their fear. Togetic quickly popped down to the ground below, trying to find a way to phrase this news.

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    A young teen boy dressed in blue paused in throwing one of his Pokéballs, causing it to open after bouncing on the ground, revealing a red tortoise Pokémon known to most as Torkoal. “Funny,” he muttered. “That almost sounded like--” His mumblings were cut off by the appearance of Togetic in front of him, waving its stubby little arms around frantically.

    Ash! Max, May, and Misty are falling from really high up! You have to stop them from hitting the ground! Needless to say, Ash was surprised, nearly jumping out of his sweatshirt in shock.

    “What?! But--how--” He looked around anxiously, his gaze landing on a brunette in indigo and blue facing him; the trainer he had been about to battle. “Do you have any psychic Pokémon?” She nodded, bemused by all the actions going on. “There’s no time to explain, but would you have all of them that can use Confusion or Disable? I need to stop my friends from hitting the ground.” The girl reached into her black side pack, pulled out three Pokéballs and tossed them into the air.

    “Dakku, Tsuki, Yume! Stop Ash's friends from falling with Confusion!” A yellow-colored duck Pokémon, brown-hued owl Pokémon, and a golden-toned Pokémon carrying a spoon appeared. After an order to all the Pokémon, the head feathers of the Noctowl, the spoon of the Kadabra, and the eyes of the Psyduck glowed an unearthly blue-green color. Above the Pokémon trainers, the screaming stopped, if only for a moment. Togetic popped off to make sure Max, May, and Misty were okay while the girl instructed her Pokémon to slowly lower Ash’s friends to the ground. Everything was going smoothly for a while, when the girl’s Psyduck suddenly twitched, then lost its turquoise glimmer, collapsing to the ground. The girl comforted her Pokémon, reassuring it that it was quite all right that it hadn’t succeeded, though she and Ash knew otherwise. Togetic popped up in front of the trainers immediately.

    Misty’s falling again! Ash looked up. He saw a blue and orange dot above him that he was pretty sure was Misty. As he wondered what he should do, a cry of “Gyarados, I choose you” echoed throughout the skies. The blue speck was immediately obscured by red energy that morphed into a long blue and yellow squiggle. Ash continued to peer up for a few moments before he realized what exactly that squiggle was. He ran around in circles for a few moments more before the atrocious Pokémon landed squarely on his forehead. Misty slid off the Gyarados, returned it, and turned to face a brown haired girl wearing glasses with yellow-tinged lenses, a deep purple shirt and navy blue, zipper-covered jeans.

    “Hi. I’m looking for a guy named Ash. He’s about this tall, wearing black fingerless gloves, red ’n black Pokéball cap...you seen him?” The girl pointed behind Misty, her hand shaking as though she was holding back a laugh. Misty glanced behind herself, wondering what was so funny. She sweatdropped, noticing Ash lying on the ground, twitching and moaning ever so slightly. “What’re you doing on the ground?” Ash jumped up, as if he had never been squished by the quarter-ton Pokémon.

    “Your Gyarados crushed me!”

    “Why didn’t you move out of the way?”

    “There wasn’t any time!”

    “Oh, and I’m supposed to believe that?” As Ash and Misty continued bickering, the teen Ash had been about to battle turned to the now tree-hugging and ground kissing Max and May. “Do they always do this?” The siblings looked up and nodded simultaneously.

    “Always.”

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    Max found Brock flirting with some girls in a store some time later, and dragged him away as he always did--rather painfully. The trainer recalled her Noctowl and Kadabra and sat down to wait for Misty and Ash to finish...debating. May joined her and they soon got to talking. May discovered that the girl was named Mizuna Shinde, and she was a trainer and coordinator of water and psychic Pokémon. Mizuna had three ribbons and thirteen badges from different regions.

    Sometime around noon, Misty and Ash finally took a breather. Mizuna partially introduced herself before being interrupted by Ash’s growling stomach. He sweatdropped as Misty slapped the back of his head for being rude. “Uh...let’s eat?”

    Mizuna nodded, and asked “Could Brock cook? I’ve heard about how good his food is.” Brock agreed, and quickly got down to business. As they waited for their meal, Mizuna wondered “D’you think we could restart our battle, Ash?” With Ash’s eager consent, the two new friends moved to a nearby clearing and prepped themselves for the battle. Brock finished cooking a stew and left it to cool as he got into his judge mode. Misty, May, and Max stood off to the side with Togetic to watch the battle.

    “This will be a one-on-one Pokémon battle between Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town and Mizuna Shinde of -” He paused, realizing that he didn’t know where Mizuna was from.

    “New Bark Town.”

    “And Mizuna Shinde of New Bark Town. Let the battle begin!” With a lift of his arms, Brock signaled the start of the battle. Ash chose his Pokémon quickly enough.

    “Pikachu, go!” The mouse jumped before its trainer with sparking cheeks, eager to battle. Mizuna smirked.

    “Just what we needed. Thanks for giving Tsuchi some training, Ash.” She tossed a Pokéball into the air. It popped open, letting loose a stream of white energy, which dropped to the ground and lessened in brightness, its shape became more definite. Two twig-like shapes sprouted out of the sides of its face as two legs and a tail became noticeable. Its body became a robin’s egg blue, and the three stripes on its stomach and its antennae became indigo.

    “Pikachu! Quick attack!” The yellow mouse sprung into the air. It traced zigzag patterns in the ground as it ran, leaving Mizuna’s Wooper looking around hopelessly, trying to find its opponent. Pikachu finally materialized right in Tsuchi’s face as it slammed all its body weight and force against the water fish Pokémon. Tsuchi was knocked back a few meters by the attack, rolling over a few times as it hit the ground.

    “It doesn’t look good for Mizuna,” May said. Max scoffed.

    “It doesn’t look like she’s even trying! Why doesn’t she do something?”

    Misty smiled. “Take a look at Mizuna’s face. She isn’t even worried, guys. I bet this is part of some plan of hers.” Togetic nodded.

    I agree. Mizuna is a competent trainer. There is no way she would just not do anything without planning it. Just as Togetic spoke, Mizuna seemed to prove it correct as she cried out “Tsuchi, you know what to do!” Her Wooper nodded, its antennae shaking slightly. It crouched down. Pikachu sat on its hind legs, confused. Tsuchi continued to crouch until it fell over. Pikachu hopped over to it, wondering what was going on. “Now!” Mizuna shouted triumphantly. Tsuchi jumped up, startling Pikachu. It spun around, simultaneously performing a Tail Whip and a Mud Shot so that Pikachu was hit twice every time Tsuchi spun around. Thinking quickly, Ash ordered Pikachu to move out of range of both attacks to recuperate.

    “Stop, Tsuchi.” Mizuna ordered calmly. “That’s enough for now.” Tsuchi complied, halting its double attack and regaining some of its strength as well. “I don’t know why I’m surprised. Most Pokémon Tsuchi faces are half gone after that attack.”

    “I guess Pikachu isn’t most Pokémon.”

    “True. Too true. Tsuchi, Double-Water Combo!” Tsuchi nodded and crouched once more. Pikachu stood back, not about to be fooled again. “Now!” The Wooper jumped up and began running around in circles at a tremendous speed. To Pikachu and all the onlookers, Tsuchi appeared to be in ten places at once, all of them circling around Pikachu.

    “Whoa!” Misty breathed.

    “That Double Team is amazing! I didn’t know Wooper could learn that attack.” May said, amazed.

    “I bet Mizuna’s trained it really hard to learn Double Team.” Max said intelligently. “But what was with that Combo order?” May shrugged. It suddenly became obvious as Tsuchi shot a Water Gun at Pikachu, which shot from all directions because of the Double Team. Pikachu was quickly soaked, and was taking a lot of damage from the constant pummeling of the Water Gun.

    “Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!” Pikachu charged up slowly, having to fight against the water pressure surrounding it. Its electric attack seemed successful, charging through the water and giving Tsuchi a thorough shocking. “Yes!” He exclaimed, pumping a fist quickly.

    “Alright!” May cheered, jumping up and down.

    “A direct hit!” Max shouted happily.

    “I doubt that Thunderbolt did anything at all. Wooper is a ground type, remember? Electricity is useless, even though Wooper is a part water type.” Misty’s prediction seemed to come true as Tsuchi ended its Water Gun and Double Team, shook its head, then got into an attack position.

    “Quick, Pikachu! Use Iron Tail!” Mizuna gasped.

    “Iron Tail?! Tsuchi, Water Defense! Hurry!” Mizuna’s Wooper shot a Water Gun at the ground to move out of the way of the attack, but too early to help. Pikachu jumped into the air, and it’s tail glowed with a white-bright energy, gaining strength and power. It slammed its tail on Tsuchi’s head, forcing it to the ground. Pikachu jumped away from the Wooper as the white energy faded from its tail. Tsuchi’s eyes swirled in defeat, unable to move after its loss of energy and the suddenness and strength of its attacker.

    “Tsuchi is unable to battle,” Brock announced redundantly. “Pikachu and Ash win!” As Misty, May, Max, and Togetic cheered in the background, Ash stepped up to see if Mizuna was okay. The brunette in question was crouched over her Wooper. Her dark hair almost completely encircled Tsuchi, making it impossible to see its condition.

    “Hey, Mizuna,” Ash said quietly. “Is your Wooper okay?” Mizuna stood up, fumbling with something and saying “Why don’t you ask Tsuchi yourself?” The Pokémon in question was jumping up and down jubilantly, to Ash’s surprise.

    “You sure it doesn’t need some rest Mizuna?” Brock quickly inspected Mizuna’s Wooper.

    “Actually, it’s fine. Tsuchi’s as healthy as if it hadn’t even battled.” Ash scratched the back of his head.

    “I’ve faced some unusual Pokémon in my time, but there’s no contest here; your Wooper is one of the strongest, and fastest at recovering I’ve seen Mizuna.” Mizuna held out her hand.

    “Thanks, Ash.” As they shook she commented, “Your Pikachu’s the strongest electric type I’ve seen in a long time. Not many Pokémon have managed to stop Tsuchi in its tracks, especially with a Thunderbolt. You must have trained it long and hard for it to be this stro--Wait--did you say contest?” Ash nodded, and Mizuna panicked. “I gotta go. Bye!” With that, Mizuna returned her Wooper, released her Kadabra, and was teleported out of sight. Ash was left openmouthed; his hand still extended as the others caught up with him, still discussing the battle.

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    After some talk about the battle, May realized that the contest that they had come to this town for was about to begin. Thinking quickly, Misty had Togetic teleport the group to the contest house. She, May, and Pikachu reappeared just outside the large purple building, but the boys rematerialized upside-down a meter above the ground. They panicked, but Togetic merely sighed, waved its arms, and turned them right side-up. Ash straightened his hat, then frowned at Togetic.

    “Why didn’t you do that for Misty?”

    “And May?”

    “And me?”

    Togetic backed away from them, sweatdropping. Uh...well...bye! And with that, the flying Pokémon vanished from their sight, racing off for the protection of its surrogate mother. By the time the boys reached the open door of the house, it was evident that Misty and May had already entered the contest - or at least tried to.

    “What do you mean I can’t enter?” The echoes of the red head’s cries rebounded from across the hall, where her friends winced, knowing what the counter woman must be experiencing; they had suffered those shouts personally multiple times before.

    “You don’t have a Contest Pass. I’m sorry, but according to all rules, laws, and bylaws that I can find, that means you can’t enter.” Misty fumed silently, her face turning a brilliant shade of red. Ash popped up behind her and warily asked “What if Wallace told you she could enter?” The counterworker’s eyes lit up at the mention of the gym leader’s name.

    “Not the Sootopolis Gym Leader Wallace?” She asked quickly, standing up and slamming her hands down on the countertop. When Ash nodded, she continued “But he’s fantastic! A powerful gym leader with a great number of potential Contest winners, (my personal favorite being his Luvdisc) he just announced mere weeks ago that he’s pursuing a career in coordinati -”

    “We know.” Misty interrupted. This was probably the thirtieth Wallace fan that they had come across since leaving Sootopolis City. She wasn’t about to sit through another one of their rants. “I’m Misty, his once assistant. I thought he had given notice to all towns with Contests, but he must have missed this one.” With that, she dragged the counter woman over to a vid-phone and called Wallace. He explained everything to the woman and had a signature faxed over to the contest hall’s phone for the counterworker, who was, to say the least, ecstatic. She quickly approved Misty’s entry, and the group raced off.

    Moments later, a tall figure cast her graceful shadow over the same counterwoman, who was occupied with staring fondly at her scrap of paper. The red head ‘ahem’-ed three or four times before tapping the worker on the top of the head, which got her attention. “Yes? How may I help you?” The worker asked as she was paid to do, not bothering to look up. When the figure didn’t answer, the counterworker looked up to a strange sight.

    There were two people standing in front of her. One was the longhaired woman that had tapped her on the head. She wore expensive looking glasses to help her sapphire eyes see well and a red and black outfit that perfectly matched the outfit of the man standing beside her. He wore identical glasses for his emerald eyes, which shone mysteriously under his periwinkle-blue hair. Between the two the black tips of a pair of cat ears was visible from where the woman was seated. The man and woman were posing in an awkward-looking way, with slightly greedy looks in both their sets of eyes. “I would like -” the woman started.

    “- to enter -” the man went on.

    “- de Contest -” the ears continued.

    “- being held -” the red head carried on.

    “- in this Contest house -” the green-eyed man cut in.

    “- dis very -” the ears perked up as they spoke.

    “- afternoon!” The trio finished together. The counterwoman was left speechless for a moment, sweatdropping at the oddness of this group. She regained her senses quickly enough, thankfully for the trio, who were now in a ridiculous pyramid of faces that revealed the identity of the ears to be a Meowth with a New York accent. “Please present your Contest Pass.” The red head complied, and her entrance was approved. “Good luck, and have fun” - the worker glanced at the name on the pass - “Jessica.” ‘Jessica’ nodded as she picked up her pass and walked off.

    “I intend to.”

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    Ash, Brock, Max, Togetic, and Pikachu found themselves some seats just in time for the start of the Contest. A few rows over, James and Meowth had just found their own seats. All of them were eager to see how well their friends would do.

    The first four people just seemed to fly by for Ash, Brock, and Max: a man with a jumpy Swablu, a red head with a Dustox and a ridiculous outfit; a woman Brock almost jumped out of his seat for that had a Magby; and a teen with a shy Igglybuff (Ash plugged up his ears, just in case). Then up came the fifth person. She was wearing oddly tinted glasses and carrying a duffel bag. Misty and May backstage, as well as their friends in the crowd, recognized her instantly.

    “Mizuna!”

    The brunette opened her bag, showing the crowd the paintbrush, paints, and blank poster board that were inside it. She replaced the items in her bag and placed it on the floor. Mizuna then spun around twice, tossing an Ultraball into the air as she twirled. It opened up to reveal her Kadabra, which cast sparkles of light across the hall when Mizuna stopped turning. She pointed a finger at the ceiling. “Portrait Combo, Yume! Do it now!”

    Yume lifted its solitary spoon and concentrated. The spoon glowed an unearthly blue-green, and a large piece of poster board, a paintbrush, and paints appeared overhead. They remained in the air as Yume levitated the objects easily. The psychic Pokémon made the poster board’s flat sides face the ceiling and floor, then began maneuvering the paints. It dipped the paintbrush in a color, then began painting. It continued with this for about three or four minutes. It then moved the poster board into the sunlight of the windows on the ceiling and made a great show of teleporting the paintbrush and paints. Moments later, Yume teleported the poster board as well. Mizuna then picked up her bag and held it out to Yume, who lifted the objects out of the bag telepathically. First came the paintbrush, then the paints, and then the poster board. The sight of the poster board drew a round of applause from the crowd; on it was a portrait of Mizuna hugging Yume happily.

    The judges were extremely delighted with the performance; their comments were nothing short of amazed, agreeing that there was only one flaw in her routine. However, the error must have been minimal; Yume’s scores were 9.4, 9.7, and 9.6; in total, a 28.7. At the sight of the score, Mizuna embraced her Pokémon tightly, creating an image identical to that on the portrait.

    “Wow,” May muttered. “How are we supposed to get even close to that?” Misty came up from behind and placed a hand on May’s shoulder.

    “Don’t worry, May.” She said encouragingly. “You and Beautifly’ve been practicing, right?” The brunette nodded. “Then you’ll do fine. I’m the one that should be worried; I’ve never been in a Contest before.” A voice, tinny sounding through the PA system, announced that May was up. Misty patted May on the back once before walking off. “Like I said: You’ll do fine.”

    May stood up and clenched a fist before her face. “You’re right. I’ll do fine if I believe in Beautifly and in myself!” She raced out the waiting room and into the hall to the sounds of cheers from the crowd. Misty lifted a finger, as if to stop May for a moment, then dropped it while still holding her arm up. “I don’t think she wants to know just how much like Ash she seemed right then...” she muttered to herself before focusing her attention back on the screen and the Contest.

    May marched out to the center of the hall and took a deep breath. I can do this...I can! “Beautifly, take the stage!” With her cry, May tossed her Pokéball high into the air, where it opened to reveal her butterfly Pokémon, twirling in mid air before tossing bits of Silver Wind across the room. May tossed a Frisbee to her Pokémon, who grabbed it expertly with String Shot. Beautifly tossed the orange disc back to its trainer, who jumped up and snatched it out of midair, and swung around, letting the Frisbee travel the course it would have naturally. Beautifly returned the disc a few more times with String Shot before switching to Gust. The Gust was a little shaky at first, but the tosses worked out spectacularly.

    Finally, it was time for the grand finale. May commanded a String Shot and Silver Wind Combo, which Beautifly complied with immediately, but in an unusual way. The bug Pokémon shot off half a dozen pieces of String Shot. It then controlled the fall of the pieces with Silver Wind, which made them flow on the slipstream the Silver Wind created. The String Shot balls flew around Beautifly in a tube-shape mixed in with the Silver Wind, creating an amazing effect. Beautifly ended the combo, and they ended the act with a bow, Beautifly perched on May’s head.

    The crowd cheered appreciatively, enjoying the show. Unlike Mizuna’s show of mainly skill, this was a performance of showy, attractive, and appealing moves. This was an act they could really enjoy. They weren’t the only ones, it seemed. The judges applauded May and Beautifly’s performance eagerly before scoring her. They deliberated over their answer for some time before giving May and Beautifly a 9.0, 9.2, and a 9.3, making her total score a 27.5. May jumped up and hugged her butterfly Pokémon, excited at the magnitude of her score which, though not the highest yet, was still very high and would probably get her to the next round. The friends marched out of the hall, only to come face-to-face with Mizuna.

    “I saw your round,” the older brunette said. “That was fantastic.” May shook her hand and replied “Don’t be silly. You’re the one that got an almost perfect score.” Mizuna didn’t seem to know what to say.

    “Uh...why don’t you go back to the waiting room? I’m sure your friends are hanging around there, waiting to congratulate you.” May agreed and walked past Mizuna to the locker room in question. The room was empty, except for Misty. She looked up at May, with almost a sad look in her eye.

    “What’s wrong Misty?” The red head sighed, and looked back up at the screen.

    “Nothing,” she said, looking up at the overly happy teen applauding his hands out on screen cheering about May’s performance, even when her routine had ended almost five minutes before. “It’s nothing.” May popped up next to Misty on the bench.

    “Doesn’t sound like nothing.” She put a hand over her eyes, trying to help her vision. “Who’re you looking at?”

    “A - nobody!” Misty replied, changing her answer halfway through. “No one at all!” May looked at her, and eyebrow raised.

    “Right.” Before Misty could retort or explain herself, her name was announced over the PA system. The water trainer got up, and May could almost see a bit of her first Contest in her friend’s eyes. “It’s like you said before, Misty. If I can do fine, you can do fine too.” Misty looked at the brunette with a sort of relief in her eyes.

    “Right. Thanks, May.” Misty walked out of the room and into the hall. She stood in the center of the room for a moment as the judges whispered. They moved apart and approached Misty.

    “You don’t have a Contest Pass, correct?” Contesta asked. Misty nodded. “And you are here only because of a reference from Wallace, gym leader of Sootopolis City?” Misty concurred. “Then...” The blue suited judge looked slightly discomfited. Nurse Joy burst in.

    “...you have to get us Wallace’s autograph!” Misty facefaulted backward. Coordinators and trainers she could understand, sort of. But Contest judges?! Brock, Ash, and Max were equally embarrassed. “No problem.” Misty said weakly. “But can I please perform now?” The judges seemed to remember their place, and slid back to their seats awkwardly under the eyes of the audience.

    Once they were back in their places, Misty took a deep breath and tossed her Pokéball above her head. A deep blue green Pokémon known for its appalling personality and awful temper literally leapt out of the Pokéball in a torrent of water that splashed over its scales. Gyarados roared, then got into position, floating ever so slightly above the ground. “Gyarados! Let’s go! Hydro Pump!” The strong burst of water that came out of the flying type’s mouth went up, up, up...it seemed as though it would keep going until it broke through the windows on the ceiling. But it didn’t; just before it hit the ceiling, Gyarados stopped the attack, letting the water begin to fall in a natural fountain-like way. As the water began to reach the Pokémon’s eye level, Misty called for a Flamethrower. Gyarados complied, turning the water to steam with its fire type attack. When it had finished its attack, not a drop of water had touched the ground, and the two story tall Pokémon was shrouded in a dense fog of steam.

    “Hyper Beam!” cried Misty. Gyarados charged up the normal attack and fired into the mist. The attack was controlled so it got near the audience to get them scared, but vanished within 3 meters of the stands. The move also had an effect unnoticed until it was finished; Gyarados had drawn a pentagram in the haze that remained there until it came flying through the center of it, leering at the crowd as it flew overhead. Gyarados next performed a Rain Dance and Twister at the same time; the result was a whirlwind of water surrounding Gyarados. To end the routine, Misty had Gyarados stop its Water Twister and come flying out of the bottom of the storm, spreading the water around the room.

    The audience clapped, though not so loudly or so enthusiastically as they had for the last two rounds, a detail Misty was quick to notice. Gyarados lowered until it was on the ground, waiting for its score. Contesta scored them first; a 7.2. Next was the mayor, who gave Misty a generous (at least, so she thought) 8.0. Last was the Nurse Joy, who puzzled over her answer for quite some time before coming to her conclusion; a 7.4. Misty’s score was a 22.6. After praising and returning Gyarados, she waved to the guys in the back of the room and walked out, only slumping down miserably once she was out of sight. She sat there for a few minutes before May came up behind her. “Something wrong?” Misty looked up at the Coordinator.

    “You saw how I did out there,” she sighed. “I’m never gonna make it to the next part with a score like that.” May shrugged.

    “You never know, Misty. Anyway, come on back. The guys are in the back room, waiting to congratulate you.” Misty snorted.

    “Or waiting to congratulate you.” May frowned.

    “Oh, come on. Don’t think like that. You were great.” With only slight resistance, the brunette pulled Misty off the floor. “Now c’mon. By now they must have posted who’s going to the next part. We can meet up with the guys after checking.” Misty agreed reluctantly, and they walked off. Unknown to the girls, three sets of eyes were watching them from a shadowy area just meters behind them.

    “Oh please, Jessie!” The green eyed man begged. “Can’t we please just take Pikachu and that egg now?” The red head refused to budge from her standpoint.

    “I’ve told you before James. We need to get me this ribbon. Once we’re at the Grand Festival, it’ll be easier to get Pikachu.” A Meowth stepped between the two.

    “Besides,” it drawled. “Meowth’s got it all planned out, in case Jessie don’t win.” The cat Pokémon immediately was forced to the floor by Jessie’s black boot.

    “What do you mean, if I don’t win?! Of course I’ll win!” she screamed at Meowth. Then she turned to her teammate, all calm and clearheaded. “Now, lets see who I’m facing next round.” Once again, Team Rocket had found a way to cheat Jessie into the second round of a Contest undetected. This time, they looked back on past Contests and decided it would be best to not use a cheat during the second round; that was when they were usually found out by the twerps. They trio of troublemakers changed from their Team Rocket uniforms into normal clothes and followed the ‘twerpettes’ to the front room of the hall.

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    Max had figured that May and Misty would go off to see if they made it to the next round instead of meeting up with them first. He managed to convince Ash and Brock to come along and check for them, and they came upon a strange scene.

    There was Mizuna off to the side, glaring angrily at the board. However, she was right up there. The person she was supposed to battle, the woman that had done a routine with a Dustox, was whispering with a periwinkle haired man off in another corner, both of them often taking furtive glances over at Mizuna. Misty was staring at the picture of herself on the opposite side of the screen. Next to her picture was one of a brunette wearing a red and white bandanna. Both of the girls pictured had blue eyes, but of radically different shades. Both girls had unique hairstyles, but the one to battle Misty had her hair down. The girl to battle Misty - the one to see if she had what it takes to win a Contest - was May.

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    “Jessie,” James moaned. “What’re we gonna do? That purple girl looks really tough. She’s got a Kadabra, for crying out loud!” Jessie frowned, furrowing her brow.

    “I know she looks tough. She probably is tough. And twerp material too, no doubt.” She shot a glance at the brunette, who was glowering at her own picture. “Since I think we all agree that we don’t want to do Meowth’s plan, I think we’ll have to go for Plan X.” James paled, his emerald eyes all the more vivid against the colorless skin around it.

    “Plan X?” he whispered. “X?! Have you put a lot of thought into this, Jessie?” She nodded.

    “It‘ll only be for a short time, James. And it has to be done. Get Meowth to put it into action.” James almost protested, but thought better of it and informed Meowth of the task at hand instead. The normal type complained about it, but got to work. Plan X was probably the least used plan. Which was probably why it ended up being so low on the alphabet. It was also least used because it was a very messy business. Also a pain. But it had to be done sometimes. After all, if someone has to disappear, well...

    ...oftentimes they need some persuasion.

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    Hey, all! I bet you’ve been waiting for this chapter for ages! I know it’s been awhile, but I’ve had school, homework, school, a blocked computer, school, and let’s not forget school! I hope you enjoyed it, and I probably should add that I edited the last chapter of S-CoL, and you might want to reread some of the ending.

    Or not. 'S up to you.
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    Hurray! First to reply!

    This was a great first chapter.

    So, Misty is against May. Two friends against eachother. Only one will win, but who?

    I love how Togetic tends to mess up with its psychic powers. It's just so funny sometimes.

    And I can't wait for Misty to get a Luvdisc from that egg.

    Oh, and get this, my fic, Misty's Miracle, might become a book soon. ^_^

    Just a heads up.

    PM me when you have the next chapter up.

    See ya.

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    Congrats for replying first, pokeplayer!
    Quote Originally Posted by pokeplayer984
    So, Misty is against May. Two friends against eachother. Only one will win, but who?
    About that...

    ...looks can be decieving, and things might not turn out the way most people would presume it would...
    Quote Originally Posted by pokeplayer984
    I love how Togetic tends to mess up with its psychic powers. It's just so funny sometimes.

    And I can't wait for Misty to get a Luvdisc from that egg.

    Oh, and get this, my fic, Misty's Miracle, might become a book soon. ^_^

    Just a heads up.
    Thanks. ^_^ It'll probably be one of the recurring funny moments in the plot.

    And about that egg...see above...

    A book? Neat! But how...

    - Psy? *shrugs*

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    Well, I'm not the first but there's always second! A very terrific and detailed chapter. It was very funny when Togetic kept messing up lol.

    So Team Rocket are gonna try plan X? I wonder what it'll be...

    Misty VS May huh? Interesting. That should be one heck of a good battle. I wonder who'll win...

    And, a new egg? That should be very cute!

    I can't wait for the newiest chaptie! Be sure to PM me once it's done!

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    intresting, i'll have to keep an eye on this. my bet is that meowth steals the egg. vengence for poor togepi whom he really wanted. keep up the good work
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    Interesting theory, Ladyumbra. Revenge certainly is probable in the upcoming chapter...

    Plan X? Mysterious sounding name, no? Regardless of how it sounds, all will be revealed next chapter...

    I need a list for PMs again...

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    Any others interested?
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    ^__^ I liked all the little parts with Ash and Misty bickering! *snicker* And the Togetic-screw-ups. Misty sure doesn't have much luck with psychics... lol! XD Contest! But.. but... where's Drew? Haha. Aww... Gyarados' routine sure sounded pretty cool, but I guess the judges have different notions of what's good and what's not huh? But at least she made it! XD I bet she'll be better at the battling part! XD XD XD

    But wow... may vs misty! It's going to be a real fascinating match! Update soon! ^^ And please PM me when you do!

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    Quote Originally Posted by hyliansage
    ^__^ I liked all the little parts with Ash and Misty bickering! *snicker* And the Togetic-screw-ups. Misty sure doesn't have much luck with psychics... lol! XD Contest! But.. but... where's Drew? Haha. Aww... Gyarados' routine sure sounded pretty cool, but I guess the judges have different notions of what's good and what's not huh? But at least she made it! XD I bet she'll be better at the battling part! XD XD XD

    But wow... may vs misty! It's going to be a real fascinating match! Update soon! ^^ And please PM me when you do!
    Thanks. I find that my best work often ends up being the humor, though I'm not sure why...

    No, I suppose she doesn't. Then again, few do...

    Yay for Contest! I can't believe that I forgot Drew, but he just doesn't fit into the plot for this part of the story. Let's just say that he has all of his ribbons and has [finally] stopped stalking May and co.

    Yeah, well...my way of thought for the judging is that they looked for overall competent-ness; they need to show cool, cute, strength, whatever all those categories are...and judging Misty too high might show favoritism for their autographs. ^_^;

    Well, she should do better in the battling, but...*smirk* it all depends on who's battling.

    Battle should be interesting indeed. I hope to get it written soon, but I'm preoccupied with writing scenes for future chapters for some reason.

    I'll add you to the list! Thanks for your review! Later!
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    All right, the next fic is up! Great job, gladdecease! It's a very good one.
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    This story is cool... Misty vs. May? Wonder who's going to win...
    This has nothing to do with the story but are you a Contestshipper?
    From "Sootopolis - City Of Love".
    "Alright! Did you hear that, May? We’re going to the gym!” May looked up from the romance novel she was reading, and erased her thoughts of a certain green-haired coordinator." *cough* Drew *cough*

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    Quote Originally Posted by Falling_Star
    This story is cool... Misty vs. May? Wonder who's going to win...
    This has nothing to do with the story but are you a Contestshipper?
    From "Sootopolis - City Of Love".
    "Alright! Did you hear that, May? We’re going to the gym!” May looked up from the romance novel she was reading, and erased her thoughts of a certain green-haired coordinator." *cough* Drew *cough*
    Glad you like it...shall I add you to my PM list?

    And actually, I'm not that large of a supporter - I just wanted to see if anyone would notice it? Shall I continue to add on to that with an appearance at the Contest? He wouldn't be in the Contest, but...*muses* I could go somewhere with that...
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    Great story, just like your last one!!! I can't wait for the next chapter!

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    Hey, I didn't even know you had started your new fic! Well, anyway, you're off to a good start!
    I love what you did with Togetic not being able to teleport right. That was really funny.
    Good job with the contest and everything, you described all the performances well.
    Can't wait for your next chapter!
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    Thanks, misty.! I'm glad you liked the story so far.     Spoiler:
    Quote Originally Posted by Hakajin
    Hey, I didn't even know you had started your new fic! Well, anyway, you're off to a good start!
    I love what you did with Togetic not being able to teleport right. That was really funny.
    Good job with the contest and everything, you described all the performances well.
    Can't wait for your next chapter!
    Sorry. I thought I PMed everyone on the old list...

    Thanks! Think of it as a new 'Wallace's-life-insurance' gag; I have a feeling it'll come up again at some point or another.

    Really? I thought it was a bit messed up myself...I cut some stuff out accidentally because I thought there was a word limit of 5000, but there wasn't, and I was worried that it might seem choppy, or something like that.
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    Nice fic so far. I read Sootopolis - City Of Love in the completed fics section and loved it! I'm glad you made a sequel.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tahukan
    Nice fic so far. I read Sootopolis - City Of Love in the completed fics section and loved it! I'm glad you made a sequel.
    Wow; a new reader. I'm glad you liked it, and hope you like this one too!

    I have some bad news, though. I'm afraid that until I can get myself a Floppy Disk of some kind, or something like that, I won't be able to post another chapter.

    However, I should be able to get one soon enough.
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    Ah, well. I'll wait.

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    Thanks. ^_^

    Edit: Well, here's the new chapter. Hope ya like!

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    Prophecies of the Summoned

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    May waved the guys over upon noticing them in the back of the hall. They rushed over to the brunette and redhead. “That was awesome, guys!” Brock cried!

    “I can’t believe I made it to the next round.” Misty said, still dazed.

    “That makes two of us.” Ash said teasingly. Misty frowned at the Pokémon trainer, and, without warning, Ash was on the floor, eyes spiraling. A moment later, he was up. A short apology to Misty, and he commented, “Beautifly was great, May!”

    May smiled and began to thank Ash when she noticed a forlorn look on her water training-training friend’s face. Seeing that look on Misty’s face brought back a memory of a similar look on her own face. Back when I had that crush on Brendan Birch...and he just ignored me, flat out, so he could talk to that trainer that was sixteen...and tall...and smart...and pretty...and... May flushed both in embarrassment and rage. She clenched a fist tightly as she reminisced over those years of her life. Or months. Well, it had been her longest crush in her entire life, and all over a guy that barely knew she existed whenever there was a Pokémon within ten meters. Just like… May breathed quietly and lifted a hand to her mouth. “Oh...”

    All of this happened within about ten seconds. May regained her senses, and responded to Ash’s compliment. “Oh, we were okay...but what about Misty? Misty, you certainly were creative with Gyarados; I don’t understand how they could have possibly thought you weren’t the best out there!” Misty’s head shot up. She stared at May, confused, ignoring Max, Brock, Pikachu, and Ash agreeing with May’s praise.


    What is she - could May have figured out that I like – Misty’s worried thought was cut off and put to the back of her subconscious suddenly upon hearing an announcement over the PA system, as was every thought in her head except for one question that she voiced aloud immediately:

    “What do they mean, Mizuna’s been disqualified?”

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    “I apologize extensively,” the counterwoman said. “I am physically and lawfully unable to disclose why Mizuna Shinde has been deemed ineligible for continuing to compete in this municipality‘s Contest, as that is classified information only to be revealed if and when Mizuna or the Contest Board deems it to be allowed.” Ash scratched the back of his head for a moment, and slid over to Max.

    “What did she say?” Unfortunately for Ash, he didn’t whisper very quietly, and everyone but him sweatdropped and slapped a hand to their face. The Pokémon trainer looked around confusedly. “What?” No one answered him. “You’re telling me that you understood what she said?” Misty slid next to him.

    “She said no, Ash,” she whispered into his ear.

    “Oh.” Ash suddenly noticed how close Misty was to him, and moved to his right quickly, falling over Max and sprawling the two of them across the floor. The others sweatdropped heavily. Misty moved back over to the counterworker. She looked around furtively then muttered, “There’s a signed photograph in it for you.” Brock and May stared, horrified at Misty. Ash and Max sat upright quickly to look at the water Pokémon trainer and see if she was being serious.

    She was being quite serious.

    The counterwoman thought about the offer. Responsibility versus a super-cool photograph easily worth hundreds on Poké-bay. Approximately five-point-two seconds later, she was holding a picture of a blue haired gym leader pointing at the camera, with a Luvdisc floating behind him and squirting a water gun in the direction the blue haired man pointed. The bottom left hand corner had a large ‘W’ followed by a long scribble written in blue ink. The counterwoman hugged the photo tightly, hearts replacing her eyes temporarily. “Come back soon!” She shouted to the teens that were running out of the building. “The Contest starts again in an hour!”

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    “I can’t believe Mizuna left town!” Misty panted between breaths. “She, of all people, should know about this town’s rules; she’s been waiting here for days.” May nodded, catching up to her. Neither of them had found it easy to believe that this town put a scanner on Contest Passes when they scanned them. It seemed a bit ridiculous that they would care if someone left the town’s boundaries, but that was the rules. It was also why they wanted Misty to give them an autograph; they had actually had one of their underlings put one of the slips of paper in her bag with a tracker attached to it. It seemed a bit extreme to them, but that’s the way some people are: eccentric.

    “Something’s wrong here Misty. I know it is!” Misty agreed, and the boys had to run fast to match the girls’ speed long enough to stop them.

    “Max!” May cried, marching against the obstacle that was her brother pushing against her chest. “What’re you doing?”

    “Ash! Brock!” Misty said with an equal furor. “Let me go! We have to save Mizuna!” Ash shook his head.

    “And let you two be disqualified from the Contest?”

    “I don’t think so. We’ll save Mizuna from whatever danger she’s in.”

    “You two see if the contest can be delayed. If not...” Ash was out of ideas.

    “A three-person final round?” Max suggested. Ash nodded.

    “Might not work, but it’s a great idea, Max!” Pikachu chirped its approval. “See what you can do, guys. Until then...” The Pokémon trainer raced off, Brock right behind him, and Max hanging on the breeder’s arm. May blinked.

    Misty blinked.

    Togetic blinked.

    The girls turned to each other, them to the flying Pokémon just behind them. Their heads turned to face forward. They blinked.

    Misty and May jumped away from Togetic, breathing hard and placing a hand over their heart. “When did you get here?” They demanded. Togetic blinked.

    I just got here. You two are very fast when you have a reason to run, you know. I believe someone mentioned heading back to the Contest? It raised its arms. Shall we? Misty and May nodded.

    “Let’s.”

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    Mizuna woke up with a blinding headache. Not that this was unusual; headaches were quiet common for her after falling asleep in an uncomfortable position. Being tied hand and foot to a hard, open backed wooden chair after being attacked and drugged was no exception to the ‘uncomfortable equals headache’ clause. Once she could open her eyes without having to shut them immediately, she groaned. Two shadows stood up before her.

    “Well, well, well,” said one of them in a Brooklyn accent. “Looks like our wittle Sleepin’ Beauty’s awake. How’s it goin’ there, ‘Zuna?” Mizuna frowned.

    “Do not call me that.” She said slowly, enunciating every word clearly and filling each one with restrained fury. The voice ‘tut’-ed and the shorter shadow wiggled its ears.

    “Aw...whassa matter? Li’l ‘Zuna not like her nickname?” The taller shadow tapped the short one on the shoulder.

    “You know Meowth, I don’t think we should get her too mad. If she shouts, someone could hear her.” The Meowth waved away the hand, clearly calm and convinced that everything was going according to plan.

    “There’s notin’ for miles around, Jimmy-boy. Jessie’ll win that Contest, and we get rid of this twoip wannabe before she joins up.” Mizuna’s eyes widened. Jessie? That was like the name of the woman with a Dustox she had been about to battle in the Contest.

    “I’d ask what you want with me, but...I think it’s a bit obvious.” She bent as low on the chair as her bindings would allow, letting her glasses slide off her nose. One lens cracked as the lilac frames hit the ground, sending small bits of sunset-colored glass across the floor. “However...I don’t think your plan is going to go as smoothly as you hoped.” Meowth moved in front of her cage, paws on its hips.

    “Oh yeah? And why’s that, twoip? Last I checked, you’re the one in the cage, and we’re the ones ‘olding ya captive.”

    “You’ve forgotten one thing.”

    “What?” Behind Meowth, James was looking worried. That tone of voice was quite foreboding; this girl wasn’t all that she appeared to be, he could tell.

    “I have help in high places!” With that, Meowth flew into the air and was spun around in circles. It screamed wildly as James gasped in a slightly girlish way. “What’s going on?” The Team Rocket member looked around frantically. “I thought we made sure there was no one around!” Suddenly he spotted a shaky image up on one of the support beams. “Ah! A Kadabra!” Mizuna squeezed her eyes shut and lifted her head up.

    “Good work, Yume!” Suddenly, the Kadabra disappeared. James half expected it to reappear in front of him, but it didn’t. It was just gone.

    Poof.

    Lost, without a hint of where it might have disappeared.

    And yet, somehow, Meowth was still spinning around in mid-air, shouting like there was no tomorrow. James looked around for some explanation. The only living creature in the building, according to the thermal scanners already implanted when James had broken in, were Meowth, himself, and this Coordinator girl. An idea sparked inside his head, and James picked up a small bomb. He tossed it into Mizuna’s cage, where it promptly blew up, creating a greenish haze around the girl in the chair. James activated the separation option of the cage, which placed a five-inch thick plastic wall between Team Rocket and Mizuna. Sounds could be heard: coughing, gagging, and choking included. Meowth suddenly found itself face first on the ground. It shook away the majority of the pain, and looked at James confusedly.

    “What’s goin’ on, James? Meowth’s lost ‘ere.” James picked up a phone off of its cordless charger. When he spoke, his voice resounded with the superiority and pride that befitted a man of his status.

    “I have made a discovery, Meowth. I am going to put our names in the history books; the Hall of Infamy shall know who we are! We will be famous for generations of Team Rocket yet to come!” Meowth’s interest was sparked at the mention of eternal notoriety.

    “Oh! Tell more, Jimmy-boy!” James didn’t listen. Instead, he dialed a number and brushed a periwinkle lock of hair out of his eyes as he waiting for someone to pick up.

    “Hello? Yes, I’d like to speak to the Boss...” He waited a few moments more. “Hello, Boss? Are you still searching for that psychic from the Johto Region...? Really? Because I think I just found her...”

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    Brock, Ash, Max, and Pikachu wandered aimlessly for some time, following a dusty path through the forest. Finally, Max stopped, sitting beneath a gigantic redwood tree. They rested for some time, eating Pokémon food and rice balls for energy, before Max raised a question that the boys hadn’t considered before rushing recklessly into this search.

    “Hang on,” Max wondered. “We don’t know anything about Mizuna, really. Shouldn’t we call someone who knows her, to see if they know who might’ve taken her?” Ash slammed a fist into his other hand.

    “You’re probably right, Max. Do we have any idea of someone who knows her?” The boys thought for a moment, then Brock snapped his fingers.

    “Didn’t she start her travels in Johto? Maybe Professor Elm could tell us more about her.” Max’s eyes widened.

    “You guys know Professor Elm too? Man, is there anyone you don’t know?” This question quickly moved into Max naming a long list of professors and gym leaders, with Ash and Brock either saying if they met those people or not. Soon, Max reached the end of his list.

    “Dorian of the private Coastline Gym?”

    “Yep.”

    “Umm...I think that’s everyone - oh! Wait; I can’t believe I forgot her. Did you guys ever meet Professor Ivy of - “

    “ - that name!” Brock curled up in a ball of blue, depressed gloom. He drew little patterns in the dirt as Ash and Max sweatdropped. Ash whispered to Max. “You really don’t want to mention her around Brock. Bad memories.” Max nodded, still a bit creeped out by Brock’s actions, the likes of which he had only seen once before.

    “Max, didn’t the Pokédex get a vid-phone upgrade a week or so ago?” Max’s eyes widened, and he grabbed for his backpack, unzipping it and searching it with one hand as he talked to his friends, balancing himself with the other hand.

    “I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before, but you’re right, Ash! We got it upgraded ten days, fourteen hours, three minutes and nineteen point eight seconds ago.” Brock was driven out of his reverie by the oddness of that statement. He and Ash stared at Max for a moment, who was too busy digging through his pack to notice their eyes boring holes in the back of his head. When he resurfaced out of the ocean of gear in his backpack, holding the yellow device high in the air triumphantly, he noticed their odd stares. “What?” He wondered. “Don’t you guys count from the minute since something important happened to you?”

    “Yeah...is upgrading a Pokédex all that important, Max?” The Pokémon enthusiast looked insulted.

    “Of course it is! Anyway, you guys dial. I can’t wait to talk to Professor Elm.”

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    “Why hello Ash, Brock.” The Johto professor said happily over the crackly vid-phone connection. “I haven’t heard from you in years. How’ve you been?” He looked over the teens’ shoulders, noticing someone behind them. “Oh, and who is this?” Ash began to introduce the young boy, but Max popped to the front of the group and stared avidly at the professor.

    “Hi Professor Elm.” He said excitedly. “I’m Max.”

    “Well hello, Max. Nice to meet - “

    “ - and I wanted to discuss a point you made in your most recent article in Pokémon Bi-Weekly.” The Professor seemed surprised that such a young child would read about his research, most of which was very dry reading.

    “Oh?”

    “Yeah; I don’t think your description of the Unown’s powers really did them justice. I feel - “ Max was cut off by Brock pulling him by the collar out of the line of vision of the vid-phone’s screen.

    “I’m sure that’s very...interesting, Max, but we have a mission, remember?” He now spoke to the Professor. “It’s nice to see you Professor, but we need a favor, if it’s not too much trouble.”

    “Go ahead.” Ash continued for Brock.

    “Well, we’re trying to help this trainer that grew up in Johto, and we need to know more about her to help her. We thought you might be able to help us.”

    “We’re pretty sure she’s from New Bark Town. About 15...and her name’s Mizuna Shinde. Anything you can do?” Professor Elm opened up a spreadsheet on the screen as Brock spoke. It was a list of beginning trainers, the starter Pokémon they chose, and the city they came from. Ash noticed a row that went like this:

    Casey Chikorita New Bark Town

    “It’s an unusual request, but I’ll see what I can do...I hope Foster kept his records updated before I took over...you said Mizuna, right?” He scrolled down the list. Ash and his friends watched as the As, Bs, and Cs moved down to Ds, Gs, and Hs, then became Js, Ks, Ls, and Ms. Professor Elm went down to the Ns before scrolling back up slowly. Brock, Max, Ash, and Pikachu barely noticed the information as it flew up, ignoring Mushi the Bug Pokémon lover and Morty the Ghost Pokémon trainer, as well as not paying attention to which Pokémon Miyako got, or where Melvin was from, or anything about Marian. They caught themselves once more, and reminded the Professor to start scrolling down again. Now they paid much closer attention:

    ...Mieko...

    ...Mignon...

    ...Miho...

    ...Mikasi...

    ...Mikali...

    ...Miles...

    ...Mimi...

    ...Miao Shan...

    ...Mirabel...

    ...Miriam...

    ...Miwa...

    ...Miyuki...

    ...Moanna...

    Professor Elm frowned, and scrolled back up.

    Miyuki...

    ...Miwa...

    ...Miriam...

    ...Miwa...

    ...Miyuki...

    ...Moanna...

    ...Miyuki...

    ...Miwa...

    ...Miriam...

    He shook his head. “I’m sorry, boys. Either this list is incomplete, or there was no Mizuna Shinde within the last ten years that got a starter Pokémon from here. Hold on...Shinde...it sounds familiar...” His eyes widened. “I think I know about the family your friend is supposedly from...but if I’m right, she must’ve lied...there’s no way...I have to go.” With that odd train of comments as a closing, the screen flickered to black, reflecting the confused faces of those before it.

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    The boys walked around for what felt like eons, searching hopelessly with nary a clue or lead to follow that would get them any closer to finding their Water/Psychic Pokémon training friend. Suddenly, they felt the ground shake beneath them, heard a loud explosion to their left, and saw a cloud of dust rise into the sky to the east. The trio plus one raced towards the site of the blast as fast as their feet could carry them. They reached a clearing and simultaneously gasped at the sight.

    Before the boys and Pikachu was a smallish warehouse. It was made of a blue plastic of some kind, and it had a flat roof with the exception of a wedge of roofing that covered a door, which would presumably lead to the main area of the stockroom. Of course, there was nothing really strange about this. Far from it; this warehouse was almost boring in its simplicity. What was truly unusual was the objects in the airspace of above the building.

    Three large airships floated above the edifice. One, a deep red color with a black symbol inscribed on either door, remained in the air because of helicopter-like fans located on either side of the ship. The second ship, solid black except for a red capital ‘R’ painted on each side, was a relatively small aircraft, more like a half dozen person helicopter than anything else. A third ship, ocean blue in color, with an entirely different symbol emblazoned on its sides. This ship was much longer than the first two, with long doors on either side. On of these doors slide open, and a woman with orange hair half stepped out of the airship, holding a speakerphone to her mouth as she dangled from the side of the airship.

    “I repeat,” she cried in an almost familiar voice. “Leave the Hoenn region, Team Rocket. you aren’t welcome in Team Aqua’s area.”

    “Team Rocket? And Team Aqua?” Max wondered. “If that’s Team Aqua, and that’s Team Rocket, then that red ship must be...Team Magma!” A man dressed in black and dark red stuck his head out the window, lifting a similar megaphone to his mouth.

    “Team Aqua’s area? I must have misheard you; this is Team Magma territory, and I order the both of you to leave. Refuse, and we will attack.” Now, a woman with orange-blonde hair opened one of the doors on the left side of the black helicopter, speaking to the other gang members with a like amplifying device. Pikachu cocked an ear upon hearing her speak; this voice was less familiar to the electric mouse, but it still rang a bell deep within its memory.

    “We apologize for intruding on your region, Teams Magma and Aqua,” she said slickly, obviously well practiced in the art of sucking up to those more important. “We are here, however, on a mission of great importance. Once we have, it will be like we were never here.” The Team Rocket member was pulled back inside the ship, and a blue haired man stuck his head out, barking gruffly at the other airships, not needing the amplifier to be heard over the roar of the engines.

    “So leave us be!” A muffled, indignant cry of ‘Butch!’ could be heard from inside the aircraft. Brock suddenly realized who this must be, recognizing the two voices together.

    “It’s Butch and Cassidy, Ash!” The Pokémon trainer thought for a moment before remembering one of the duo’s escapades.

    “Those fake fortune telling book people? What’re they doing in the Hoenn Region? And who’s that?” For someone had appeared on roof of the warehouse while Ash, Brock, Max, and Pikachu had been preoccupied with the arguing above. They waved their arms at the Rocket helicopter, and a rope ladder was lowered out of a hatch at the bottom of the helicopter while the fighting continued. Two Rocket flunkies, decked out in their typical black uniforms, white gloves, black hats, and goggles, climbed down the rope ladder and followed the blue haired Rocket member into the warehouse. Ash, Brock, Max, and Pikachu blinked, tuning out the arguing above as they wondered what was going on. Brock wondered why Butch and Cassidy would travel so far from Viridian and Kanto, where Team Rocket was much closer to being in control than way out here. Max wondered about the person that had been on the rooftop. Pikachu wondered what the ‘mission of great importance’ was. Ash wondered how Team Magma and Aqua could possibly have gotten here before Team Rocket had already carried off the object of their mission.

    The boys and Pikachu shrugged off their wonderings and, against their normal routine, walked away. They decided, without speaking, that it was more important to search for Mizuna than to try and stop these three great powers. They decided that it was no business of theirs what Team Rocket, Team Aqua, and Team Magma wanted with each other, that they could gain nothing or do any good by trying to stop them.

    Oh, how wrong they were.

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    James led the flunkies down into the main room, where Meowth waited with the piece de résistance; immobilized and unconscious in the center of a block of Jell-O-like containment gel sat Mizuna, curled up in a ball.

    Meowth blew on its paws, watching its breath turn to steam as its paws were warmed. It then noticed James and the flunkies coming down the stairs from the roof. “It’s about time!” The cat type shouted, springing up out of its chair. “It’s freezin’ down ‘ere!” Meowth spoke true; to keep the containment gel solid enough to hold Mizuna captive, the thermostat had been lowered to about 8° Centigrade. It was cold enough to make the gel solidify, but not cold enough to freeze those guarding the block.

    However, it got pretty close.

    Meowth jumped around, barking orders that the flunkies ignored as they lifted the block of gel onto a cart. James shut the cat up and the duo watched as the cart was loaded onto a hanging carrier connected to the airship above.

    “Just think, Meowth! I bet we’ll get a huge promotion for catching her!” Meowth agreed.

    “The Boss’ll be thrilled dat we got dat girl. We’ll be rich!” Team Rocket was incredibly excited about the eminent good fortune that seemed to be right in their future; so much so that they failed to notice Mizuna’s eyes slowly opening.

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    Someone, please! Help me! Ash whipped around. “What was that?” He wondered quietly. “Mizuna?”

    Brock, Pikachu, and Max stopped, noting that Ash wasn’t moving. “Pikapi?”

    “What’re you waiting for, Ash? Don’t you want to find Mizuna?”

    “C’mon, Ash! We gotta get going.” He refused, waving a hand in their direction.

    “Quiet guys; I can’t hear it with you talking.” The others looked at Ash strangely.

    “Hear what? Did you hear anything Brock?”

    “Not a thing.”

    “Pika.” Now it was Ash’s turn to be perplexed.

    “What’re you guys saying?” Brock and Max looked around awkwardly.

    “Well...uh...”

    “You don’t think that maybe you’re just hearing things, Ash?” He shook his head, clenching a fist at his side.

    “I know what I heard, guys. Don’t you believe me, Pikachu?” The electric Pokémon looked at the ground, shamefaced, before shaking its head back and forth. “Then why do you think I’d make something up like this?” No one replied for awhile. Brock eventually spoke up.

    “We haven’t really found much yet, and we’ve been at it for awhile.”

    “Pikachupi.” Max nodded. “We saw how upset Misty was, and...”

    “...and we know you don’t like to see her upset, and...” Ash laughed hollowly, not bothering to let Brock, Max, and Pikachu finish.

    “I don’t believe you guys. You’re making it sound like I’m trying to make Misty happy instead of trying to find Mizuna. Well, I don’t care what you say.” He dashed back the way they came, back to the warehouse and airships. He shouted at the others over his shoulder as he left them in the dust. “I’m gonna find her!”

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    Misty frowned, her concentration creating sweat by her temples. She ordered an attack from Gyarados, who complied, releasing a stream of compressed water out of its mouth. The Hydro Pump hit its target squarely, splintering the wooden target board from the bulls-eye out. Five more short bursts of water were fired into the air, where they hit other targets (and one Wingull). May clicked her timer. “Nice work!” She complimented. “You and Gyarados make an excellent team, Misty.” Misty accepted a water bottle, which she dumped on her head.

    “Thanks May. Your Beautifly is good, too. Now, why don’t you give the course a try while I get Gyarados and this Wingull patched up.” May agreed, and Misty reset the stopwatch as May called out her bug type. Misty shuddered involuntarily, leaving more quickly than she might have normally. May breathed in and out slowly, then got ready.

    “Okay, Beautifly! Use Gust and String Shot Combo!” Beautifly obeyed its trainer, pushing the target back with the first attack and knocking it flat with the second. “Now Silver Wind the ones in the air!” Six shots of the attack flew into the air immediately. Unfortunately, four of the bursts of Silver Wind fell back down to Earth, too heavy to make it to their targets.

    “Beautifly, move!” Beautifly was too close to the attacks to dodge them, so May tossed herself at her Pokémon, shielding it with her body.

    “Roselia! Solar Beam!” A huge burst of light shot from the Contest Hall, and the Silver Winds were cancelled out. May and Beautifly sat up slowly, looking in the direction the attack had come from as the remnants of the two attacks fell around them.

    “It couldn’t be...there’s no way it could be...” A green haired Coordinator stood, confident as always, on a rise of ground before May. A Roselia floated down beside him, sparkling slightly from either blossom-shaped hand.

    “Long time no see, eh May?” Drew asked, tossing the girl a rose.

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    Well there ya go! Chapter two of many, I hope. The winner of last chapters competition was .misty. Nice work!

    I couldn’t resist adding Drew in there at the end, and I hope you don’t mind very much that this chapter is shorter than last chapter; with no battling and Contest scenes, this was the best I could do.

    Enjoy, and comment if you don’t mind!

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    Yeah! First to reply again!

    Anyways, Mizuna has psychic powers? Wow! 0_0

    Oh, and it seems that her name isn't Mizuna. I think I know why she would hide it.

    I can also see that Cassidy and Botch...

    Butch: The name's Butch!

    Sorry! ^_^; (NOT!)

    ...Butch are back. It's always great when they come up. I can just imagine another J&J vs B&C battle happening. ^_^

    Also, you should've done that little joke with Butch's name. He always gets so emotional over that.

    And Drew has returned? Wow! Hope some Contestshippy moments happen. ^_^

    Wow, alot of smilies I gave ya. That means it's really good.

    Here's hoping they find Mizuna soon.

    PM me when the next chapter is up.

    See ya.

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    Congrats to you for replying first - again! You seem to be always online, just waiting for a story to read. ^_^

    Either she's psychic, or James is deluding himself and Yume can become invisible somehow. I thought it did seem like a good plot twist. And now for some dramatic irony! *laughs* I love using that kind of stuff.

    It does? How's that?

    You can? How's that? And who says I'm not gonna use that joke? I can use it any time I want to!

    - Psy...

    Be quiet!

    You can? Really? Hmm...I wonder...

    - *slaps gd*

    Ow! Oh, right. I need to not drift too far away from the plot line. Otherwise, things get a little crazy...

    Yeah, well...see one of the earlier posts to find my inspiration for that little subplot. As to what that subplot is:     Spoiler:


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    Hey,good chap Gladdecease.I really liked the part when May saw the expression Misty's face when Ash made a compliment to May.Keep it up.
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    Quote Originally Posted by BLACKNITE
    Hey,good chap Gladdecease.I really liked the part when May saw the expression Misty's face when Ash made a compliment to May.Keep it up.
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    Thanks. ^-^ Such nice reviewers. And I'm glad you liked that part; I hoped someone would appreciate the one-sided Hoennshipping that I placed in there.

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    Yay, I caught up with everyone! Lol. I've spent the last few hours reading up on your previous fic, and this one and I have to say this now before I go insane... I am SO impressed with your work. It surprises me that you would review my ficcies on MMO and FFN and etc. places when it's clear that you're so much better than me.

    Also, I like what you're doing with May. You gave a hint of Hoennshipping for those partial shippers and now you're giving us all potential Contestshipping. I think this could go a long way. ~.^

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    Pshah! You is too kind, Chibi. And anyways, even if I was better than you [which I'm not!] that doesn't mean I can't review someone else's story.

    Thanks. I felt that in S-CoL I didn't really do her justice; making her superficial and rather like an *ahem* [forgive the phrase, please] "dumb blonde," with no real personality. I've watched a lot more of the show since then, and she's really quite the nice character. A bit non-violent for my tastes, but...

    And as for shipping, I've been trying to decide which one I like best. Contestshipping I already sort of like; I'm not sure about Hoennshipping. Seeing as I've never seen anime-Brendan, I can't judge. Also, an episode I saw recently had a [most likely dubbed] moment when Max was talking about a time when May had a crush on a guy in school, and she tried to - something. May stopped him before he could continue, but it was cute! It also made me wonder about Hoennshipping possibilities.

    And how else could I make her realize Misty liked Ash? Having her once in the same situation seemed ideal to me. ^_^
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    Hiya, Gladdecease.

    I've only read chapter one so far.

    What impressed me most is the length of that chapter. The earlier part got me a little bit confused becuase I couldn't who was talking at first but I finally got them figured out. The paragraphing and the descriptions of the battles and the contest were very very good also. I'll be reading more of your fic soon. Well done.

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