Rocket Girl
Happiness! new chapter! *decides to write sequels to this* Two, I think…But don’t worry! It ain’t done yet!
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A small Pokemon appeared in front of their eyes when the light had cleared. It had both rat and cat like appearance, but its beauty was immeasurable. The sleek brown fur shimmered in the light, while it’s slanted green eyes darted here and there. The tail curled upward, whiskers following suit. The small padded feet showed long nails, glimmering and sharp.
"Renga…" Croaked Amber, her eyes filling with tears.
The Pokemon did not notice, it was still examining the world around it.
"What kind of Pokemon is that?" Ash whispered, forgetting about his Pikachu and pulling out his Pokedex.
The Pokedex was of no help: "Pokemon unknown"
"Renga!" Amber murmured, getting her voice back, "Oh Renga, do you remember me?"
The Pokemon turned to her swiftly and cocked its head, "Renga!"
Amber smiled, wiping away her tears. It was too good to be true.
Yet it was.
"RENGA!" With a cry, the Pokemon jumped into her arms, nuzzling its head soft into her chest.
"Oh Renga…reunited at last!" Amber cried, burying her face into its fur, wetting it with her tears.
"Renga?" Ash repeated, watching in wonderment at the joyous reunion.
"Oh it’s been years Renga! Since Daddy took you away!" She hugged it tight, and the Pokemon, Renga, purred in contentment.
Ash smiled softly, but at the mention of Daddy he shook himself out of it, "Amber! Pikachu- give him back!"
Amber was too busy with Renga to hear him. She was talking quickly, softly, murmuring things to her beloved pet.
"Daddy said I would get you back when I had been the best girl I could be." Renga purred happily with her.
"Amber…"
"For one Pokemon, one single Pokemon, I get the Miracle Pokemon in return!" Her tears were overflowing now, and she held out Renga to get a good look at it.
"AMBER!" Ash shouted, "I WANT PIKACHU BACK NOW!!"
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He watches his daughter and her new Pokemon play.
She giggles as Renga pounces on her, knocking them both over, tumbling them over the grass.
A smile creeps on his face. How cute. How happy.
A cloud of rain appears, and in minutes it is pouring over the joyous playmates.
The smile fades, and he walks over, picking up his daughter and Renga in his arms.
Renga struggles free, and cries out, "RENGA!"
Suddenly the sky clears, the sun shoots out, drying up the puddles in minutes.
He gasps. Another miracle for the Miracle Pokemon?
Seems more of mistake…
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Jessie and James and Meowth walked gloomily along the streets.
Amber had captured Pikachu. Their dream…their quest.
"On the bright side, we don’t have to follow those twerps anymore. We can find a new mission!" Meowth said, but his optimism was see-through.
Jessie sighed, "It was our mission to begin with…she should have been the one to find a new one!"
She had never felt this much frustration, not even towards Cassidy. Not even the twerps.
James kicked a can down the street, and remarked sadly, "Well, she got their first and there’s nothing we can do about."
Meowth nodded, "She’s already gotten rewarded…"
A lightbulb went on above Jessie’s head. "Rewarded…"
James stared at his female companion, "You were there Jess. The Pokeball the boss gave her."
"Yes I know!" Jessie snapped. Her two friends knew she was feeling better; she was snapping again. "That’s my point!"
James and Meowth were confused. Their looks showed it.
"Whatever was in that Pokeball made her so happy. We need to be the ones to snatch it back!" She told them.
James was still puzzled, "But won’t the boss KNOW we stole it from her?"
She sighed, "The boss won’t know, because we aren’t going to turn it in!"
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"Oh Renga!" The little child calls. They are playing hide-and-seek. An innocent game.
Or not.
He knows he was being paranoid. The Pokemon was harmless, a Rattata-Persian couldn’t be that dangerous.
She leaps out and tags Renga from its hiding place behind the tree. A growl forms on its lips, obviously mad that it had been caught.
It snaps out at Amber and she falls back in shock. A second later it is nuzzling her neck and purring happily, and Amber has already forgotten the incident.
But Giovanni hasn’t.
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"Ash, I don’t have Pikachu." She said, still stroking Renga and not looking at Ash.
"What do you mean you don’t have Pikachu?" He asked, eyeing the Pokemon. Then her earlier words came back to him.
"For one Pokemon, one single Pokemon, I get the Miracle Pokemon in return!"
"YOU TURNED HIM IN ALREADY?!?!" Ash yelled and Amber winced back from his words.
"Yes…yes I did…"
"I don’t BELIEVE this. It takes Jessie and James forever to turn him in- they’ve never even done it." He was half mumbling to himself.
Brock and Misty appeared over the hill, "Ash! Ash! Where’s Pikachu?"
He turned to them, "Not here, lets go."
Misty was confused, "But what…" She glanced at Amber, who was burying her face into Renga’s fur again.
"Lets go." Ash said sternly, pulling her away from the two. The rushed back up the hill and Amber knew they were going to see her father.
But she didn’t care. Her best friend in the entire world was safe in her arms again.
"Nothing can take you away from me again Renga…" She whispered into the soft fur.
"Wanna bet?"
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I wanna write a lot now---maybe just to put off my English project. -_-
Flower Powerer ^_^***