Twins?

Author: TRQT

Date: 1-18-2002

Author's Note: Okay, this is chapter 3! Chapter 2 was a long one, but this one's going to be even longer. Hope you enjoy it, and as always, read and review! ^_^

Chapter 3: I…Can't Believe It's You!

That night, Team Rocket waited outside the Pokémon Center, preparing to launch their latest plan to snatch Pikachu. They were just reviewing the final steps to make sure everyone understood the plan.

"Okay, so we'll sneak in through the back, grab the twerps' pokémon, then make our getaway in the balloon," Jessie was saying. The trio was huddled outside the main entrance in a clump of bushes, to avoid being spotted.

"What happens if someone catches us?" James asked nervously.

"If someone does see us, then we'll just attack them and steal their pokémon as well," Jessie replied coolly. She obviously had no intentions of this plan getting foiled by anyone. "Does everyone understand?"

"Meowth undastands poifectly," said Meowth.

Jessie turned to face her partner. "Do you understand this, James?" she asked.

"Yeah," he replied softly.

"Alright, team. Let's move out," said the redheaded leader. She crawled out of the bushes and led her two teammates around to the back door of the center. Once they reached the door, she waited for her partner to pick open the lock. The team waited for a minute or so before they heard a welcoming 'click', signaling that the door had successfully been unlocked. As the Team entered, they decided on who would be taking who.

"Okay I'll get Pikachu and that twerp's other pokémon," said Jessie, holding up a shock-proof container and a bag.

"I'll get da redhead's pokémon and Togepi," Meowth said as he pulled out another cloth bag.

"I guess that leaves me with the squinty twerp's pokémon," said James, holding up his own bag.

"Right. Everyone knows what they're doing, so let's do it," Jessie said. The trio then headed off in different directions, ready to get what they came for.

As James silently made his way down a long corridor, he couldn't help but think about the girl he saw earlier that day. 'She looked so familiar, almost exactly like Jasmyna, but I could be wrong. It could've been someone else. If only I could just remember.' he thought to himself. He froze suddenly when he heard the sound of something coming down the hallway, from the same direction he was headed. "W-w-what was th-th-that?" he whispered aloud. He then realized that he was standing in plain sight of whoever, or whatever, was coming. Instinctively, he reached for his belt and grabbed the poke ball containing his Weezing. 'If that's any of the twerps, I am soooo dead,' he thought anxiously. He stayed absolutely silent as whoever or whatever was causing the noise came closer and closer. Suddenly, it jumped right at him. He wanted to scream, but couldn't find his voice to do so. Instead, he just stood there, mouth open, frozen stiff with fear.

When he finally dared to move, (not to mention breathe), James decided to start back down the hallway, cautiously listening for any sounds coming from his direction. 'I'm letting my mind get the best of me,' he thought as he made his way through the dark hall. 'It was probably just crickets outside or something. I've just got to keep telling myself...nothing's coming after me, nothing's coming after me, noth-' he froze suddenly as he felt something brush up against his leg. His first instinct was to scream and run away, but something inside his head told him to keep quiet, stay put, and see what it was. When he did, he found himself looking into the shiny, brown eyes of.

"A F-F-F-Flareon?" he said out loud. "But then, who-"

A voice from the shadows answered his unfinished question. "Flare can always distinguish her friends from her enemies, and it looks to me that she's designated you…as her friend," it said.

James froze. He recognized the voice, but he couldn't place a name with it. In his calmest voice, (which didn't sound calm since he was terrified), he called out, "Wh-wh-who's th-th-there?"

The voice giggled. "You mean to tell me that you don't recognize me?" it replied, still giggling.

After hearing the voice a second time, James was almost certain that he knew who it was. He called out the first name that came to mind: "J-J- Jas-Jasmyna?"

The owner of the voice stepped out of the shadows and faced him. It was a teenage girl with long, blonde hair tied into a ponytail, crystal blue eyes, and pale skin. She was wearing a blue jacket over a lime-green t-shirt, blue jeans, and brown boots. She smiled at the blue-haired teen in front of her. "That's my name. Don't wear it out," she said, grinning.

James was completely in shock. This was the exact same girl he had seen earlier. After he realized that he wasn't dreaming, he returned the smile and pulled his sister into a tight embrace. "I...can't believe it's you!" he said, tears of joy streaming down his cheeks.

Jasmyna returned her brother's tight embrace. "Well, you'd better believe it, James. I'm back!"