Hi all! Another chapter!

Disclaimer/Notes: I beseech you to see an earlier chapter so I don’t have to retype it.

Timeline: 6 days

 

Lance: Looks like I lucked out. I’m not in this fic.

Phantomness: At least not yet.

Lance: And what role would I play?
Phantomness: Don’t know. I haven’t figured it out yet. Be a good muse and help me keep writing.

Lance: *sweatdrops*

 

Link Masters, SS2 Megami-sama, and Scythe. Thank you! *Bows* I’m glad someone supports this pairing.

 

Chapter 5: Blast from the past – VS Fearow

           

            “Looks like that battle helped Lapras out of her shell a little.” Red remarked as he watched Lapras and Aerodactyl’s animated conversation.

            I think she just needed a nudge out the door.

            “Really, Star?”

            The eevee was young, but pain and hardship had matured her beyond her years. After all, she had been a Team Rocket experiment. Considered a failure, tossed into the trash, and miraculously rescued by a trainer passing by.

            Why not?

            You have a point. Poli said. Maybe she likes him?

            Maybe? Raichu scoffed. It’s obvious!

            Oh.

            Actually, I think he likes her. Venus put in.

            Star yawned as she ate a berry.

            She was too young for romance. Anyways, master Ash wouldn’t force her to breed against her will.

            The rockets had tried, but luckily, all their attempts had failed.

            Lucky…

            She ate another berry.

 

            A Fearow burst out of the underbrush. In an instant, Raichu had fried it.

            “A fearow here?” Ash asked, checking his pokédex. “But this isn’t their area. Maybe it’s lost.”

            A lost bird? Nonsense, they have very good direction sense.

            “You never know, Poli.”

            True. Aerodactyl flew over to investigate. Doesn’t look trained…

            No? Maybe it’s a spy. Star warned.

            “Team Rocket might be after my pokemon. Lapras is pretty rare.” Red considered. “Let’s check.”

            Kadabra popped out of his poke ball. < I sensed you calling. >
            “You did?”

            < Of course. I’m not a psychic for nothing. > Readying his scan, Kadabra did a quick mind-read and confirmed Red’s suspicions.

            < Correct, Ash. >

 

            Your instincts are usually spot on. Lapras said timidly.

            “Thank you for the compliment, Lapras.”

            Lapras blushed, still new at the praise concept.

            “Let’s get out of here then.”

            < I’ll teleport you to Cerulean? >

            “Sounds good.”

            The group surrounded Ash, and Kadabra immediately used his powers to send them all to Cerulean.

            They landed in the pokemon center.

            Strange to say, Nurse Joy was asleep on her shift.

            Ash picked up a magazine as his pokemon investigated the front desk area.

            Do you see any lollipops?

            No.

            Darn. I like them.

            Me too!

            Star jumped onto the desk and came back with a lollipop in her teeth. They’re in a bowl under the counter.

            Yippee!

 

            While Star ate her lollipop, her mind drifted a little, back to when Ash found her.

            It had been roughly a year ago. Team Rocket didn’t like failures. She was only a test to see if it was possible to combine three pokemon in one.

            They never let up, always forcing her to fight strong, tough pokemon, in hopes of making her stronger.

            She had held onto life with her teeth, being healed and battled all hours of the day. Then, there had been that day when they had put her into the room with the strange black pokemon.

            It had been tiny and shaped like the strange scribbles humans used to communicate. Why simple barks weren’t sufficient she didn’t know. But she had attacked the strange pokemon, only to be thrown into the wall.

            She had tried again as Flareon, then as Vaporeon and Jolteon, but nothing had work.

            In her anger, she had refused to fight on and waste her energy. It hurt too much to keep going.

            That was her mistake.

            Team Rocket kept her as long as she was willing to die in battle, without the clause, she was unceremoniously dumped in the trash.

            She had wandered for a few weeks, but every time she met a trainer, they would try to capture her.

            Finally, she had found a warm box to sleep in.

 

            Two days later, the trainer with her eyes found her.

            He had eyes like hers, and he did not try to capture her. He took her to the big building with the pink pokemon.

            She knew they were called Chanseys now.

            He fed her and washed her and gave her medicine.

            Afterwards, she had expected an instant battle, but he had left her with other pokemon in an area. All she did was play.

            There had been a few peaceful weeks, and then another trainer had tried to take her. But the trainer with her eyes had fought him, fought him with his Poliwhirl, the only pokemon he had had at that time.

            And he had won by a thread, taking a Thunderbolt and two Thunderpunches himself so his Poliwhirl could attack and finish off the Electabuzz.

             Of course, Nurse Joy had scolded him and made him stay in bed afterwards, but he showed no regret.

            And since Poliwhirl was nice, she decided to join him. It was that simple.

           

            Eevee flipped an ear as she watched the Fearow flying outside the window, but it hadn’t seen them.

            Lucky again.

 

End Chapter!

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