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I ******** hate my mother.
I'm ******** 13. Almost 14. And yet, am I on a journey?
Nope.
Do I have every single, goddamn Johto gym bagde?
Never been even inside a gym.
She's been so protective about me since those Team Rocket attacks 3 years ago. My age to leave on my adventure came and went. She promised me I would be able to leave once it was safe. There had been no 'TR' attacks in almost 3 years. She was so paranoid. This was bull s**t. Team Rocket is not coming back.
I did promise myself though, that if I turned 14 and she wouldn't let me leave, I'd do it my self. And that's what I would do.
That's what I will do, soon enough.
-Crystal
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Crystal awoke in a daze, staggering to her calendar.
What's the day... What's the date...
It was Sunday, wait. No, Monday. Tuesday? No, must be Monday. The date shocked her. It was July 27th.
Crystal's 14th birthday.
Long hair covered her eyes as she smirked. Tip-toeing, off she went and found a light bag in her closet.
What's an essential... I need these... And this... And...
Within about 20 minutes, she was packed and ready to go.
She loudly banged down the stairs to her mothers kitchen, where she was making what looked like a cake. "Oh! Good morning! Happy bir-" her mother was cut off by Crystal.
"Save it mom. I'm sick of this s**t. I'm 14, I'm gone." Crystal grabbed a glass from the table and admired it for a second. The flower print design matched the rest of the kitchen.
There was a loud 'CRASH' as she threw it to the wall, about a foot away from her mothers head. "Bye, bye, b***h." and walked out the door, slamming it, drowning out her mother calls from with in.
Running out of the house, she went on to route 29 and ran into some trees and attempted to dig out the PokéGear out of her bag.
She needed to go somewhere and lay low, at least for a few days.
Who has as house...
ARIANA!
Crystal went and dialed her number in, and it started ringing.
「ring...ring...click!」
"hello, executive Ariana speaking." said a weary voice.
"executive... what? Ugh, Ariana?" she tried to keep her voice hushed, not to draw attention. "This is gonna sound weird, but, I need a place to hide. I know we haven't seen each other in fore-"
"No problem, Cys. I send someone to your location." she said in an official tone. "Go to the route entrance going to route 46 from route 29."
「...click...」
And the phone line went dead.
Ok, I just need to get there safely with out a Pokémon...
Stepping out of the trees, Crystal started walking towards the route entrance. She jumped over a bush, which most likely should be cut, and reached the route entrance to see a eery looking Dragonite.
"Are you... Crystal?" a tall man wearing all black asked her. His eyes looked sad, and his expression cold. Crystal nodded. "Ok, good. Get on." and he gestured towards the large dragon Pokemon.
She climbed on it and then the dark man got on.
"FLY!" he yelled, very angrily at the Pokemon, which seemed a tad frightened.
Where am I headed now?
An so, her adventure began.
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OOH! CLIFFY CLIFFY CLIFF HANGER! :3
well, should I go on? Tell me!
Thanks so much for reading!
Love,
Zuuiie
- by Forecaster |
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- | Submitted on 12/20/2010 |
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- Title: Pokemon: Rocket To Success #1
- Artist: Forecaster
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Description:
Crystal always wanted to go out and be a trainer.
But he mother would never let her leave because of all the Team Rocket attacks.
Now, she's 14, and she made some certain bad choices.
What happens when in a turn of events, she's becomes what her mother feared all along!?
SERIES!
Comment if you want more!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokémon. - Date: 12/20/2010
- Tags: pokemon rocket success crystal
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