From: Maria Rocket <mobius101@aol.compactpika> Subject: [PW!] Memory Date: Wednesday, September 15, 1999 10:20 AM A mile away from the disaster at the Pokemon Palace, a Rocket sat huddled beneath a hedge in the dark. Somewhere people were screaming, but she could only hear her blood rushing in her ears. As quietly as she could, she changed out of her dress and into the Rocket uniform she was used to. Pulling on her trenchcoat, she looked down at her Meowth. "I really need to get a calling card." "Meowth." Maria peeked over the side of the hedge. There was a bright glow in the distance. She knew that glow, though the last time she'd seen that hellish light, it had been on water. She slumped back behind the hedge and wrapped her arms around herself. #...Aerie, if anything happ-# With a gasp, Maria startled and looked around. Had she been found out so soon? She clenched her WL, waiting. Slasher just looked at her curiously. He looked around but couldn't smell or hear anything out there. Deciding she'd been hearing things, Maria lowered her weapon. "C'mon Slasher," She whispered. "We have to keep moving." "Meowthhh..." Darting off at a run, Maria didn't look back. She didn't know where was going. Certainly not back to the Cerulean Rocket station. That was just too close. For some reason she found herself preoccupied with the SS Anne. That light had been like a spark... Mostly she remembered chaos. Lovely, lovely chaos..... Murder, Dreadite Hunters, major Pokemon hauls all over the ship, being chased around by insane people and Pokemon, finding her Wigglytuff Launcher, dancing.... She blinked. Dancing? Other than at the Pokemon Palace, when did she *ever* dance? Maria skid to a stop on the sidewalk. Dancing..... She frowned. "Drat it all, why can't I remember?" "Meow?" "The SS Anne....did I dance on the SS Anne, Slasher?" "Meowth?" The cat Pokemon tilted his head at her in his usual way. "Owth..." "Well, it's not like you were chased by Growlithe the entire time, you know." She tapped her foot and took a glance back to make sure she wasn't being followed. "I hope I still don't have a touch of that amnesia..." She shook her head. A rose. Suddenly she remembered it, bright and red. Then her mind clicked forward. James? And she could see him there smiling in that way that had surprised her no end... Maria bit her lip. Dancing! With James!? A nice little fantasy to be sure, but surely she couldn't believe her senses.... Then she remembered more. His beautiful emerald eyes, which had looked a little unusual....their lips met....their arms about each other....a touch..... Maria closed her eyes tightly. She remembered what had happened next. NOW she knew she was losing it. She was sweating bullets and laughed nervously. She had to be crazy. Then she felt a slight twinge. She hadn't eaten since that afternoon.... Her eyes widened, and she backed into a building wall in shock. "Gotta....eat....for....the...baby..." Maria mumbled, remembering the words of the doctor in Terracotta. Oh Goddish..... "That wasn't a dream...." She glanced down at Slasher, who was watching her with worry. "Meow?" At that moment she was too emotionally wrecked to know whether she was overjoyed or depressed. But she finally had a clue, as bizarre as it was. She needed to find James, she needed to talk to him... Maria took off like a shot again, Slasher fast on her heels. "Oh Goddish, Oh Goddish, Oh Goddish...." TBC? ~Maria R "Psy yie yie..." ----- Webber: http://purplestudio.webjump.com ----- "Taking Pokemon straight from your pockets, With the power of the stars, it's Maria Rocket!" -My corny PW! motto ^.^; --- Rocketshipper Forever! --- TEOTWAWKI