From: Maria Rocket <mobius101@aol.compactpika> Subject: [PW!] Lost and Found Date: Saturday, November 06, 1999 8:01 AM No one noticed the girl in the trenchcoat slip out the window. The window slid shut with a wooden sound. She brushed her long black hair around her ear with one finger. Looking down, she saw her little Meowth curl his tail around her boot. He meowed at her, wanting to get away as much as she did. She may be an ATR spy, but their immature frat parties weren't for her. She ripped the 'A' from her uniform. And she wasn't going to be a very good spy wearing that. She dropped it to the grass with a sickened look that reflected not so much her thoughts as her feelings. Slasher caught it up in one paw and batted it around until it lay in shreds. Besides, she had more concerning personal matters to take care of. Business would have to wait. Tucking her hands in her coat pockets, she set off across Fuschia. She didn't blink when a flash of light popped out of one of her pockets. "Psy? Psyduck?" James waddled after Maria and Slasher. Rose-tinted sunlight was beginning to peek over the sky when they eventually reached Fuschia's southern beaches. Only one lone gull was circling the glittering ocean with its cry. Maria watched it circling aimlessly and sighed. "Meowth..." Slasher picked up his paws to shake the sand out. Growing tired of it, he leapt onto Maria's shoulder. "Owth." Maria smiled and rubbed his ears. Pokemon were her only real friends. They never left her and were always there for her. They cared. Keeping an eye out for where James was wandering off to, she searched carefully along the beach. Sometimes she wished she was pokemon and not human.....life was simple for them. Tock. Tock. Tock. A small rowboat was being driven repeatedly into the small wooden dock by the waves. Maria heard and noticed it, but she was still in reflection. Of course, she thought, such ideas are silly. She kneeled to untie the boat. Almost as silly as anyone really wanting to be a rocket.... Maria drew a breath. There was that troubling feeling again..... Bah. She shook her head and threw the unfastened rope into the boat. It was time to get out and away. Just as she was about to get into the rowboat, she realized James was missing. She set Slasher down into the boat and looked around curiously. "James? Where are you?" "Psy....duck?" Following the sound of his voice, she found him nosing in some rushes by the water. "What are you up to?" She stepped through the marshy plants. "Psy....Psyduck." James held his head and looked at her quizzically. Maria looked back at James. "Well, c'mon, we have to go now." "Duck." Something in the plants rustled. Maria blinked. She bent over the plants. "Is there something in there?" She saw it move again. Something purplish-pink. Narrowing her eyes, she cautiously reached into the plants and grabbed something squishy. Which didn't surprise her much considering how wet it was. There was some splashing, then all was still. She pulled up a mess of purple and black mud, stuck all over with feathers which she suspected might have been white once. Clearing the mud and gunk around with one hand, she inclined her head slightly trying to decide what it was. She was sure she'd seen it move, but was it even alive? Two beady black eyes popped open. "Dit...to?" Maria jumped slightly in shock. "You're a Ditto!" She raised her eyebrow. "A little...dirty...Ditto. What's a baby like you doing in such a mess?" "Dit?" James just stared. "Psy?" Then he waddled after her as she made her way to the water. "A regular Moses, you are," She smiled, washing him off in the salt water. "Or are you an Icarus?" She plucked a feather from him. "Did you fly too close to the sun, little Ditto?" She chuckled a little at her own ridiculousness. "There I go again....your parents were taken by some unsuspecting trainer no doubt. Poor thing." She tucked the now shivering Ditto into a handkerchief. "Dit..." The Ditto closed his eyes sleepily. "Well....we're all lost here. You can stay with us." She smiled. After settling James into the rowboat, she set the Ditto at Slasher's paws. "He's a new friend. Take care of him while I get us out of here." She sat at the oars and pushed away from shore. "Meowth?" Slasher pawed the sleeping Ditto curiously. Another one. Well, this time he wouldn't let Maria down. He'd keep a close eye on this one. The cat pokemon curled up around the Ditto, wrapping his tail about protectively. The sun rose into the sky as the stolen rowboat and its passengers floated away from Fuschia and in the direction of Cinnabar Island. 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