The End - Chapter2

"And now, the great, Cerulean Sisters!" Some people had, had their dreams come true in the Pokemon time. Some people had lived wonderful lives. Some people had great parents, great friends, and great siblings. But some people didn't. Some people were taunted continuously by their Siblings, because with no parents, who was there to stop them?

And in the Cerulean Sisters, the youngest, Misty, had always been teased by the eldest in the group since the day she could remember. From her first steps, to their last water show. But, of course, she could only watch the shows. She just did most of the battling, and cleaning around the gym. And usually by the end of the day, she was as tired as all three of the older sisters combined.

She was the one who prepared the scenary for their shows. She taught the Pokemon the tricks they needed to know. She even designed some of the costumes. But, did she ever get credit for any of her work? No...of course not. She, to her sisters, was only the assistant, therefore not needing any credit.

She watched behind the audience as her three sisters dived into the pool, one after the other. Sighing, she watched them perform. She didn't think that they were that great...she had practiced before and could do a lot better. But all people wanted around here were the Cerulean Sisters. Not her, Not someone else, Not anyone but the three.

"Misty..." She heard the head director call her. "We need you in the dressing rooms now. You need to get the costumes ready for act 2" She quickly closed the backstage curtains and yelled. "I'm coming! Hold your horses!" She let people around here push her around, yes, but not without a fight. Whenever someone made her do something, or yelled at her, she simply yelled back. Making sure she had the last laugh. Then she'd go and do the chore or battle.

She walked into the first dressing room, belonging to the eldest sister, Daisy. A sudden rush of lime came to her, for most of the clothes and walls were covered in that color. All of the sisters had liked blinding colors. Lily had liked a blinding yellow, while Violet liked a hot pink.

"Goldeeen..Goldeen, Goldeen" The echoeing voice could be heard panting in the closet. Misty, as curious as she had been, walked towards the closet, and opened it up. "Aww...you poor thing!" She lifted up the tiny Goldeen that lay before her. It was frail, indeed, and a light redness could be seen around it's cheeks, making the Goldeen look sick.

She carried the Goldeen out of the dressing room, and headed towards the Pokemon Center down the road. She knew she had a job to do, but she couldn't just let the Goldeen die. Could she?

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"Misty, like, where were you? We had, like, a show to do...and without the, like, costumes ready we couldn't finish it." Her three sisters looked mad, as they stood infront of her, greeting her at the door.

"I'm...Sorry. But you were going to let this Goldeen die! And I couldn't let that happen..You should be ashamed of yourselves!" Her sisters glared at Misty for a moment, before Daisy finally said something. "You left on purpose didn't you? You, like, wanted to ruin our show, because you, are like, Jealous of us!"

"No! That's not why I-" Violet interupted her "Like, Save it Misty. We, already know why you, like left. But if you're really Jealous of us...fine. We don't need a little annoyance here any longer. Here's like, your backpack." A red knapsack hit Misty in the chest. "OK, Fine!! And when I come back, I'll be a Pokemon Master! Just you watch!"

"Yeah, some like, Pokemon Master you'd make" Misty ignored the last comment, and ran down the road, with the new Goldeen she had saved. And her two other Pokemon, Staryu and Starmie. She looked inside the knapsack to find a fishing rod, and some bait. "Well..." She said looking at the pokeballs at her side. "If I'm going to become a Pokemon Master...i'll need more Pokemon" She headed for the closest Lake.