Disclaimer: Don’t own Pokemon! A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this one out, but I was having a bit of trouble expressing this particular chapter for some reason. Anyways, please enjoy and review! Chapter 3 – Captive The first thing I noticed when I came to was my pounding headache and slight disorientation. I looked around, not recognizing my surroundings and then remembered what had happened not too long ago. I had been knocked out cold, the mysterious figure having kidnapped me and vowing to bring Ash down. It was then that I noticed my hands and legs were tied and bound to the wall. I tried to struggle but found it hopeless as the ropes were tied too tightly. My wrists were starting to hurt from the lack of circulation and I started to grow more and more worried about my current situation. “Nice to see you awake Misty,” came a surly voice from the left. I whipped my head around and noticed a young man, about the age of 19 holding a gun casually to his side and smiling confidently. He aired the same confidence that I despised about Derek, however, unlike Derek, I didn’t recognize this person. However, his voice I recognized to be the person who had spoken to me earlier…the same person who had been caressing my neck. “W-Who are you?” I stuttered, trying to keep my composure but failing miserably. He walked closer to me, every step echoing within the vacant warehouse, “Of course you wouldn’t know who I am…the name’s Jake, elite member of the prestigious Team Rocket, best friend of Derek….and soon to be future murderer of your little boyfriend.” “Oh no…please don’t,” I whimpered, losing all my strength with his simple, yet harsh words, “Please, keep him out of this.” “Why should I? He put my best friend in jail and was disowned from Team Rocket for losing to some dumb pokemon trainer!” Jake replied, gripping my neck threateningly, “I’ll make him pay for that.” “It wasn’t his fault! It was mine, I swear! Please don’t put him through this!” I pleaded, but he only laughed maliciously at my words. “Believe me girl, I know you had equal part in this whole ordeal, it’s just more fun this way,” he laughed, releasing his grip on my neck. “Bastard!” I yelled and spit in his face…big mistake. He wiped my saliva from his face and angrily slapped my face. He then grabbed my neck again and spoke in a low, angry tone, “You’d do best to not defy me you little bitch…” Terrified, I simply kept quiet at his words and refused to make eye contact. My cheek was still stinging from the slap and I needed to bite my lip to suppress my tears of fear and frustration. If Jake was right, Ash would be on his way shortly, following Psyduck’s lead, and falling right into Jake’s trap. One question plagued my mind, however…how had he known where to find us? “How did you--” “Find you?” he asked, finishing my sentence. He pulled back a moment, smirked in satisfaction and said, “The loser three-some were actually good for something.” I looked to where he was pointing and saw Team Rocket, their heads bowed down in…shame? “You three…how could you? I knew you were low, but I didn’t think you’d stoop to this level,” I growled, realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. How could I have not seen it earlier? I knew something was fishy about those psychics… “Which reminds me…” muttered Jake as he fished around in his pocket and threw a hundred dollar bill in their direction, “That’s for your cooperation and you’ll soon get that Pikachu you’ve been after as well.” I watched as Meowth stooped down to grab the bill and check its authenticity. “Say Jake, you aren’t really gonna kill dat twerp now, are ya?” questioned Meowth nervously. “What do you care what I do with him? The deal was that you help me lure both of them here in exchange for the money and Ketchum’s Pikachu,” explained Jake as he walked closer to them, “We don’t have a problem now do we?” “No, no problem at all,” stuttered Jesse and James simultaneously as they held a remote in their hands. I could only guess that it was connected to some kind of trap used to restrain Ash when he got here. “You’ll get your prize…and I’ll soon get mine,” he whispered hoarsely as he approached me and held my face in his hands. I instantly shivered at his touch and withdrew from him immediately. He gave off a slight chuckle as I did this and drew his body closer to mine, his chin resting on my shoulder. I closed my eyes wanting so badly for this nightmare to end. His touch, his scent…everything about this man disgusted me…he was nothing like the man I was secretly in love with… “Misty!” My eyes flashed open at the familiar voice and I opened my mouth to yell out to him, tell him that it was a trap, to escape, but Jake quickly covered my mouth with his hand. “Perfect timing…” All of a sudden I could hear the sound of a cage dropping onto the concrete ground with a thud. From what I could tell, because it was too dark to see, Ash, Brock, Pikachu, and Psyduck had all been trapped within the cage. “What the hell’s going on?” I heard Ash demand. I watched as Jake flipped the switch on the wall to illuminate the whole room. Ash and Brock shielded their eyes but soon recovered to witness the scene before them. I caught Ash’s gaze and instantly saw his face fall at my position. “M-Misty…are you okay?” he yelled from across the room. I nodded quickly as tears started to well up in my eyes. It was happening again…my nightmare was resurfacing and I wasn’t sure if we’d be so lucky this time around. “Y-You shouldn’t have come!” I yelled at him through my tears. “And leave you here alone, never!” he said, flashing me a smile, “Especially when it’s partly my fault that you’re in here…” I shook my head at him trying to tell him that it wasn’t. I was going to speak when Jake interrupted. “What a touching reunion,” teased Jake as he came from the shadows. “Who are you?” asked Brock as he held the bars of the cage. “The name’s Jake, member of Team Rocket, I don’t believe we’ve been properly introduced,” he smirked walking to Brock and Ash. “Name’s Brock and we’re gonna kick your sorry ass for bringing Misty here!” threatened Brock, much to my surprise. Jake only laughed at Brock’s statement, “Yes, I’ve heard all about you from Derek.” “Derek?” said Ash in surprise. Jake switched his gaze to Ash and stared at him intently. He stepped closer examining him and then broke out into a smirk. “And you must be Ash Ketchum, I’ve heard so much about you,” whispered Jake menacingly, “You’ve picked a good one Misty…he looks like he has some fight in him.” I simply stared at Ash worriedly. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into by coming here… “Why did you bring her here?” asked Ash in a low tone. In response, Jake turned around towards me and started walking up to me. A broad smile dominated his face as he ran a hand through his hair. “Do you know my title at Team Rocket? I was trained and hired to create situations that torture the living hell out of people,” Jake explained, caressing my cheek and causing Ash to look away in disgust, “I’ve been following you the past couple of months, examining your behavior and determining what would cause you the greatest pain of all.” “Why?” asked Brock. “Because he put my friend in jail that’s why! This is what Derek wanted and who am I to deny him that pleasure,” he said sadistically. “You’re crazy!” yelled Brock in frustration. “Perhaps my breeder friend, perhaps…” he hissed, “Maybe it was my twisted, crazy side that helped me to find the weak link in your group or, more appropriately, your weak link Ketchum.” “You have me, just let her go…please,” whispered Ash. “Now why would I do that? Why would I waste the past couple of months by just letting her walk out of here unscathed?” Jake hypothetically questioned. “You psychotic son of a bitch!” yelled Ash, anger filling him. I knew there was no way getting out of it…one of us was going to fall. And I was worried that that one person would be Ash. We weren’t strong enough to do this…not this time. The only thing on my mind was to get Ash and Brock out of here unharmed, but I wasn’t sure if I was even capable of doing that. However, I knew that I had to try. I took a deep breath and prepared for the best acting job of my life… “So Jake, really, what is it you want from me?” I asked sensually. He raised an eyebrow at me and approached, caressing my cheek. “Now that’s more like it…Derek told me you were a firey slut,” he cooed. That one hurt, but I knew I had to stay calm if I was going to get them out of this. I needed to convince him that he had no need of Ash and Brock. “Yes, of course, I’ll do anything you want. I’m yours,” I smiled seductively almost choking on my words. I stole a glance at Ash and saw that he was staring at me, hurt filling his eyes. It killed me to see him like this, but I knew it had to be done. I loved him more than anything and I would do anything to see that he would get out of this alive. “M-Misty?” stuttered Ash in shock. I had to choke back the urge to run to him and declare my love for him, forget the fact that I was still bound to the wall. However, I kept my composure and continued with my charade. Jake approached me, removed his jacket, and tossed it to the side carelessly. He then rushed me and started kissing my neck passionately, but I inwardly cringed as I continued to feel his lips along my skin. “Now that you have me all to yourself, you don’t need them,” I whispered into his ear. Suddenly he stopped kissing me and stared at me unsurely. His expression suddenly turned from confused to angry in mere seconds. He then slapped me as he had done minutes ago and brought my face to meet his. “Misty!” I could hear Ash yell from the sidelines. Jake’s menacingly face, however, was blocking my vision. “Trying to trick me, are you? You’ll regret that,” he said, emphasizing every word, “You have no idea what I’m capable of.” “Jake, let her go! I swear to god when I get out of here, I’ll kill you!” I heard Ash threaten. I was taken aback by his words, but Jake only looked on in amusement. Never in my life had I heard Ash speak like that to anyone, even Derek. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t scare me just a little bit. “You’ll kill me?” Jake scoffed, pulling his gun out in plain view and walking over to Ash and Brock, “I’d like to see you try.” He pointed the gun at Ash threateningly, then to me, then back to Ash and laughed haughtily, “You or her, Ketchum? What a predicament you have yourself in.” Just then he turned back to me and fired blindly, as I heard Ash and Brock call my name. I shut my eyes in anticipation of the pain that was sure to come and inwardly scolded myself for ever being so weak… I love you Ash… A/N: Okay so there’s chapter 3. Sorry if it kinda sucked, but please review! I always love a good review! Thanks and AAML for life!