And a partridge in a pear treec

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Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Chapter 2

 

            Red woke up with a throbbing headache, and in another unfamiliar bed. The pregnant woman from earlier was sitting by his bed in a chair. She was now wearing a bright yellow pantsuit.

            gDonft you remember who I am, Red?h She asked.

            He took in the shape of her face, the ubiquitous ponytail, and the Pikachu perched on her shoulder, hey that was Pika!

            Which meant she wasc gYellow?h

            gRed! You do remember me!h

            Yes, but not as this! He remembered her as a little girl!

            There was a shuffling noise and a little girl that looked exactly like Yellow had, except with orange eyes, peeked out.

            gDaddy?h

            Red almost swooned again.

            He was a father?

            Well, he supposed that now he was technically old enough to be one, butc why?

            He shook his head to clear the cobwebs away, and sighed.

            What a painc

 

            Orange hugged her Daddy. Mommy said that Daddy was sick, but he looked normal. He really did!

            Maybe Daddy was just tired?

            That probably explained itc

 

            Redfs mind was still whirling in abject confusion. He wanted nothing more than to curl up somewhere quiet and sleep, but he knew that he could not. It wasnft fair!

            He wanted to be fifteen again!

            He did!

 

            Orange and Yellow left the room as Professor Oak entered, with a grave expression on his face.

            gWell?h Red asked.

            gIt seems that you were subjected to a Hypnosis effect while you were battling a trainer yesterday.h

            Red shrugged. So what? He got hit all the time. That was the way their battles were fought, trainer and pokémon togetherc

            gIt seems to have altered your memorych

            gWho was I battling?h Red interrupted.

            gWill.h

            gWill? But hefs evil!h

            gOf course hefs not evil, Red. How can you say such a thing?h

            gThe Elite Fourch

            gOh, yes, Will is the first of the Johto Elite. But Red, the Elite Four are not evil. Whatever gave you that idea?h

            Red stared at Oak, and came to one conclusion.

            Agatha must have brainwashed him!

            In that case, he would go find Sabrina for help – after he put on some decent clothes, that is.

            He said nothing more, as Oak patiently explained the gym system. It was not so different from what he remembered; only that none of the gym leaders had ever been evil or allied with Team Rocket.

            How strangec

            Someone had to be behind this deception! He was not hallucinating! He was sure of it! After all, he had not imagined his pokémonc they were still real and the same werenft they? So that was what was important, reallyc

            So things were different now.

            It was years in the future. Perhaps people had beenc persuaded to forget?

            Who would exert such a formidable force?

            It must be the Elite Four!

 

            Sabrina was rather surprised when Red dropped by her gym. Though he was the Champion of the Kanto League, they did not often meet.

            gHello, Champion Red.h

            gSabrina, I need your help.h

            He was as direct as she had remembered. gVery well. What is it?h

            Red sighed. gYoufre a psychic, Sabrina. I came to ask you a favor.h

            gYou may state it, but I cannot guarantee I will grant it.h

            gAm I crazy?h He blurted out.

            Sabrina blinked.

            gCould you please read my mind?h

            gYou do realize that I will be violating your privacy.h

            gWell, I donft care.h Red said with a sigh. gI feel soc. Lost. Maybe I do have buried memories. And Hypnosis should be simple to fix, right? Since youfre a psychic and allch

            gYou wish me to try to unlock them then, I suppose?h

            gYes.h

 

            Sabrina pondered this for a few moments, before she nodded. gVery well, Red, I can grant your request, but I desire something in return.h

            gShoot.h

            gYour Espeon is a Male, correct?f

            Red blinked. gYes, why?h

            gI have a female Espeon I am interested in breeding. If you do not mind lending me your male to stud, we can exchange favors.h

            gSure.h Red did not think that Vee would mind, and Vee didnft.

            With that done, Sabrina placed her hands at Redfs temples and passed into the realm of his mind.

 

            What she saw amazed her. There were twisted barriers of mirrored glass stretching in all directions, blocking off passageways, but Redfs central thoughts were clear, and as she looked through them, she saw that they did coincide much with the past as she remembered it.

            But why would he suddenly revert back to age fifteen?

            It made no sense. Maybe Red was right, and some outside force had altered his memory.

            It was incredible that he remembered nothing of his married life with Yellow.

            Or, and here the Psychicfs gaze sharpened, had Redfs wife done something so horrendous he had blocked her out?

            Who knew?

            She told Red what she had seen, and Red frowned.

            Why would there be a maze inside his mind? It made no sensec

            gItfs a maze of mirrors? But I donft even like mirrorsch

            Something was up.

 

End Chapter

Completed 7/12/06

It takes three hours to clean a kitchen. ;.;

Red: *Hugs Phantomness*

Phantomness: Ifm tired!

Lance: Are you pairing Red with Sabrina?

Phantomness: I will consider it. By the way, I call Red x Sabrina Psychoshipping, and Ash x Sabrina is Mirageshipping cause it sounds cool! And sorry, but I decided to do Championshipping!