The Path of Sacrifice

Link: Sex. Ahh yes, the universal question. Will there be any. WELL!I am considering MAYBE beyond human x human pairing, and yes that means I am including that, but considering that would be my first time doing beast and I\'m a lil queazy on the thought, I might just try something light, or toss in a beast x beast. Not to mention Eevee is a cat pokemon and felines have barbed dicks...Pain, anyone? Lmao.



Dog: OMG YAY I HAVE A SECOND FAN! *Happy Flail.* Wailord would Pwn over a ghost type so simply, because all he\'d have to do is use surf and Team Rocket Sniper finds himself all of a sudden in China. xD! *Beats Dog at being a nerd.* :P



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One lone finger of light stretched through the newly made bullet hole of the kitchen window, scratching it\'s annoying attention at Angel\'s face. The sun was up, she noted, as she awoke. Was it all over? Had she really fallen asleep all night? Either the last two nights had been murder on her brain for staying up so late, or she was just stupid for falling asleep when an armed sniper was waiting to pick off every lite thing he saw. The room, save for the little beam of light, was fairly dark. The kitchen shutters were closed, and none of the other rooms were open. But, as Angel\'s mind started to boot up, she noticed something she hadn\'t last night; where was Gary\'s sister? She seriously had not slept through the whole gunfire escapade, had she?



Moonlight\'s eyes blinked open, as it laid protectively on the chest of its new trainer. She was waking up, it noticed, as it leaped off her to let her stand up. She was thinking. About what, it wasn\'t sure. It...That\'s all it was. Was it a he? Was it a she? Moonlight did not know. Its mother and siblings had been kidnapped by Team Rocket, but Moonlight had gotten away and found itself wandering around the outskirts of Pallat town for almost eleven years. It\'d watched Angel as a young human, grow into a bigger human, playing around with those human boys; Ash, and Gary, until they\'d left the town at age ten. It\'d picked her out of the lot, and watched her grow into a larger human, a smarter human, and all of a sudden, become a human that did not look like every one else. She knew what she was; Moonlight did not. It\'d been far too young to be told what it was, by its mother. It felt different from both kinds of being; whatever it was, Moonlight wished it knew...



"What ARE you thinking about, Moonlight?" Angel asked, glancing at the complex-faced Eevee which stood on the arm of the couch. It\'d been staring down at the floor as she herself pondered about what Gary\'s sister was. Moonlight wouldn\'t know she was missing; it had never met the girl. She hardly ever went outside; the fact she wasn\'t here was a little vexing, especially since she should be awake by now. "Oak isn\'t the only one that lives here," she explained, as Moonlight tilted it\'s head up at it\'s human. "A boy who used to live in Pallat town, Gary, lived here with his sister. She never went outside much, but she\'d not here, and wasn\'t here last night."

"Eev?" Moonlight spoke, standing up on the arm to leap off and sniffle at the ground. Yes, there were scents of other humans here - not just Oak and Angel, but another female, which was a newer scent than the other, a very old, fading scent, a broken scent, of that one boy Angel used to play with when she was a kitten. The newer scent must have belonged to the girl Angel spoke about. "Vee, Eevee. Eev, Eevee..." the little silver sheened cat confirmed. It could smell her.

"I guess we\'d better go talk to Professor Oak about her, especially in light of what happened last night. We could be jumping the gun, too."

"Vee." Angel plucked up the pokeball-shy cat, using her left arm to cradle it, and slipped out the front door with her free arm. At this time of the morning, Oak was most certainly at the lab before his Aides got there, working on his projects.



As usual, without knocking, Angel let herself into Oak\'s lab, and slid into the half-lit expanse of tables, computers, and vials of various odd colored liquids. Oak was, again, sitting at his computer; but this time,he noticed her, and stood.

"Angel! I\'m glad you came in, I was hoping to have a look at your pokemon..." he spoke, then stood up as he started to move aside the collection of papers on his table, to clear a spot for the shiny pokemon. "I left a message with your mother to tell her you fell asleep at my house last night, so she isn\'t worried why you never came home last night. I haven\'t told her or anyone else about the err, bullet rainstorm last night, and I think that we should keep it that way. Constable Haerth agrees; there\'s no sense scaring the bejebus out of the people, when Team Rocket was dealt with already. They won\'t be looking here for anyone, not any more. They\'ve cleaned up the bullets and that body outside of town. Though, they said they\'d like to find the pokemon that killed him. I told them it was a Persian that ran off..." Moonlight\'s face shifted to that of embarrassment, as it flicked it\'s tongue at a fleck of dried blood on it\'s paw. They hadn\'t had any time to clean, it seemed, as Angel too had spatters of blood on her black top. "Well, that\'s over and in the past now. No more thinking about it. Angel, would you put your Eevee on the table?"



Obediently, she did just that, careful to make sure her watch didn\'t grab the pokemon\'s matted-with-blood fur.

"Moonlight, I named it Moonlight." she corrected. That was one thing that bugged her; people using the species name of a Pokemon instead of it\'s given name. You didn\'t see parents calling their children "human", did you?

"Right. Moonlight. But, it\'s not an it..." Oak replied, glancing discreetly under the Eevee\'s tail. Moonlight resisted the urge to turn around and bite the old man.

"Oh, I wondered what Moonlight was. I know Pokemon are harder to identify under all that fur, and, I didn\'t really want to look...Is it a she?" she asked, her eyes glittering at the thought of her first pokemon being female.

"Well, no. Moonlight is a he. But, I might add, a rather, err, underdeveloped he." Angel\'s face contorted in confusion.

"What do you mean?" she knew next to nothing about males; anything she\'d learned was about personality and thought differences, thanks to Gary and Ash.

"Well, I mean that this Eevee has a birth defect. He\'s not...I\'ll put it this way, and bluntly; He\'ll never have babies; he\'s got tiny testicles..." Moonlight as well as Angel looked to Oak with a knot of confusion on their faces. "Ahh...Well, just trust me; Moonlight can\'t have babies..."

"Eevee, vee vee...." the pokemon replied, blinking as if to say "Well, why do I care about that?"

"Hmm. Then, I guess he\'ll just stay as my battle buddy, won\'t you, Moonlight?"

"Vee, Eevee!" Oak rolled his eyes. His chance at trying experimentation for reproducing Shinies from a Shiny was not all but lost. Angel didn\'t understand, but she would, one day.

"Reproduction is an important part of pokemon life. But, I suppose you won\'t be a breeder now, will you?"

"Not when I have to catch you an arm\'s load of pokemon for all those underprivileged kids. But, I have a question; you keep calling Moonlight a \'Shiny\'. What does that mean?" Oak stared at her incredulously for a moment. Had she seriously not been told about Shinies? Slipping over to his computer, he tacked in a few keys, and swung the monitor\'s angle over to Angel. Upon the screen was a pokemon that LOOKED like Moonlight, but it was a bland looking brown color. "That, is a regular Eevee. Yours is what\'s called a Shiny; an off-colored pokemon."

"Are they rare?..." Angel asked, glancing down to her currently mucky furred friend.

"Yes. There\'s only one in every eight thousand pokemon, and Eevee is a very rare pokemon. We\'re not even sure where they come from."

"Are they stronger then regular pokemon?"

"No. We used to think so, but not any more. They\'re just pretty, now."

"So if I caught you a few for those kids, there\'s no specific benefit?"

"Unfortunately, no. But I\'m sure it\'d make them feel special."

"That\'s a good thing, though - then one can\'t say \'My shiny pidgey won because it\'s better than your regular one\'." Oak\'s brow raised.

"Well, you\'d better get on with looking for them. They\'re very rare...Just tell your mother you\'re leaving before you go, hmm?" Oak said, beginning to usher Angel to the door. He really wanted to get on with his work.

"Wait - I have one last question."

"Hmm?"

"Moonlight is scared of pokeballs." Tilting his head, Oak glanced down at the little silver pokemon.

"Really? Ash\'s Pikachu did the same thing. Well, then I suggest you let him stay out of it."

"That\'s all I can do?"

"Well, unless you want him to resent you, I\'d let him out most of the time. It can\'t hurt." Angel wasn\'t so sure about that - but if Oak said so, that was that. Plucking up the little guy into her arms again, she exited the

Lab, both forgetting completely about Gary\'s sister. Home again, she thought, to wash up Moonlight, then finally head off on her path to the Elite Four.....



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"Mom! Mom! Come look at my pokemon!" Angel exclaimed, toting a newly washed, fluffy-clean pokemon behind her, whom held a proud bounce in his step.

"Well! I was looking forward to seeing him, since you wouldn\'t let me look until you cleaned him!" her mother replied excitedly, stepping out of the kitchen to look at him.

"Vee!" Moonlight exclaimed, stepping in front of Angel with a stance as proud as he could muster. He felt wonderful, being clean.

"Well, I\'m happy you finally found your perfect pokemon, Angel! Before you leave, I have a gift for you. Someone dropped it off..." her mother spoke, pulling a box from within a drawer in the kitchen. It was small, about the size of a salt shaker.

"What on earth is it?" she asked, pulling the lid off. Therein laid a little necklace; a thin black chain, on which was a green and yellow orb. The back of it had a little white button. No label or instructions were anywhere in the box. Curiously, Angel pressed the button, wondering exactly were she\'d seen the familiar looking necklace. Suddenly, the yellow bottom half shot down, revealing a little speaker from between the two halves. Behind it, on the other side, was a little lens. "What on earth?"

"SCANNING!" rang out a mechanical, pokedex-like voice. "Pokemon present: Eevee, Shiny. Male. This pokemon is of level thirty with a Brave nature, and the following moves: Sand Attack, Quick Attack, Tail Whip, and Bite. End of Pokemon list. " Angel\'s eye raised. That would be a handy thing to have in battle.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed, shutting the orb to place the necklace on. "Who dropped it off?"

"I don\'t know, they left it here this morning and ran off, just before sun up." Curious, Angel thought, wondering who exactly left her this gift. "I don\'t know who could have been up that early..." Walking down to her room to pack a travel bag, Angel thought hard. Who on earth could have sent her such a gift? A green and yellow orb on a necklace?...It almost looked like...





Angel simply snagged her backpack off her bed after cramming whatever she could reach from her drawers, and the fridge. She had no time to lose, it\'d been almost a full half hour since dawn.

"CAN\'T TALK MOM GOTTA RUN I\'LL CALL YOU BEFORE I SLEEP!" she shouted, running headlong out the door, Moonlight curiously but hotly chasing her. Gary had been home again. Her childhood friend had come home.



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"GARY!" Angel shouted, as loud as she could, as she dashed towards Viridian City. "GAAAAARYYYYY!" People along the path stared at her as if she were insane. Battling her wouldn\'t end up well, if she was in such a rush. "GARYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" sure the guy had always been a pompous egotistical womanizing man-bitch, but he was the only one, besides Ash, that ever paid any attention to her. He always gave her a hard time, but she knew him better than anyone else. He had always been so insecure about himself that he had to make others feel just as badly. Faking his bad personality was the only way to keep people out of getting too close; the two people closest to him, his parents, had died. He hadn\'t wanted anyone else to get close, in case he\'d loose them, too.



They were five, the day they\'d met. Ash was using a stick and some thread with a bent paper clip on the end, trying to catch himself a Magikarp. Angel\'s first memory, she thought, as the image unfolded within her mind. They\'d just moved in to Pallat Town; from where, Angel couldn\'t remember. She knew they moved after her father died, but aside that, she had no memories before Pallat town. There Ash sat, fishing hopelessly for hours, as she watched him from the porch, trying to work up enough guts to travel over and say hi. But, as she bided her time with various nervous excuses, another boy in a blue shirt and a pretty green-yellow necklace dashed past, and shoved the other little boy into the water. Angel burst out laughing, and ran over, pointing at the poor little boy flopping around in the little knee-deep pond. Gary looked at her in shock; a GIRL found that funny? Most girls would berate him for being "mean".

"That\'s funny!" her younger self exclaimed, kneeling over to help the poor kid up.

"I thought so." Gary replied, puffing his chest out to look tough.

"I didn\'t!" Ash exclaimed, letting the girl help him out.

"Well he didn\'t kill you..." Angel spoke to Ash, then turned to Gary. "You\'re just lucky that pond isn\'t deeper, or you coulda." Gary frowned. So much for the cool-for-once girl.

"Well, its not like I would have if it were deeper."



Gary had always been like that, she thought, dashing as fast as she could, past Viridian City altogether. She had no time to stop, if she was going to find Gary in time. Her eyes darted everywhere as she scanned for him. It\'d been almost six years since she\'d seen him last; she missed her best friend very much.



"No, stop following me!" Gary whispered to himself, as he hid within the door leading to Viridian Forest. "You can\'t come, I know you\'ll want to! I never thought you\'d catch that Eevee!..." he willed her to give up, he WISHED she would just forget about him. "I knew you\'d come looking, leaving my necklace was a bad idea. I should have just left well enough alone...I should have left right away, not dawdled around and watched her sleep..."



"GARYYYYY!" she shouted again, stopping halfway to the gate, near the little ridge in the ground. "Oh, come ON Gary..." she spoke, her heart sinking. She was really set on seeing him again, but now he was probably too far off to be caught. A tear rolled onto her eye, as Moonlight finally caught up to her. His human was crying. Angel knelt down, picking the Eevee up into her arms. "He was here, Moonlight, he was here. Six years and he never came back; he finally comes back, and he doesn\'t even stop to say hi...I guess he doesn\'t really care...I always knew he was an ass, but...I guess I don\'t matter to him. None of us do."



"Aw shit, don\'t cry..." Gary frowned, running a hand through his hair. "Stop stop stop, don\'t cryyyy...You just can\'t come with me, I can\'t let you see me..." he whispered. The Eevee\'s eyes suddenly shifted to him, as he hid in the darkness. "Damnit, no...Look awaaaay look awaaay..."

"Vee..." Moonlight spoke, pointing his nose towards the door which concealed Gary Oak. "Vee!" Angel looked up, noticing the pokemon\'s gestures.

"What?..." she muttered, standing to look at the door. She could make out a little figure; was it? Could it be?... "Gary?..." she put Moonlight down, whom dashed off towards the door, sniffling. It was that boy for sure.



Sighing at the inevitable, Gary cursed himself from staying close too long, and stepped out of the door. She\'d changed so much; she\'d grown out of those silly girly dresses. Now she looked almost normal. But, she wasn\'t the only one who\'d changed for the better.

"Hi, Angel..." he spoke, pondering hard on how to explain to her why she couldn\'t come along with him. Her face of sadness ran off with the new warmth of her excited, happy grin. She ran towards him, and almost tackled him as she threw her arms around his neck and buried her nose into his neck, crying from the happiness. Gingerly, Gary put his arms around her.

"Gary, why did you leave without saying goodbye? Why didn\'t you stay and visit? You left without saying goodbye six years ago, and you didn\'t stay this time! Do you hate me?" Gary frowned. She was so quick to assume things, and so emotional, so simple-minded. It grew annoying sometimes, but this time, it almost seemed a welcome break from the every day struggle he fought.

"No Angel, I don\'t hate you. But I\'ve gotta do something that I might not come back from and I didn\'t want you to get hurt. I was just gonna leave you my necklace, and leave, but I had no idea you had a pokemon and could chase after me..." Pulling back just enough to look at Gary in the eye, Angel spoke.

"What do you mean? Where are you going that you can\'t come back? Don\'t you have a flying pokemon? I saw on TV that you beat the Elite Four a while back, don\'t YOU have one of all people" Gary shook his head. Explaining it to her wasn\'t going to go over very well.

"No, I have a flying pokemon, but that\'s not what I mean. I\'m not leaving Kanto...I\'m..." he paused. Just stop talking, he thought, just stop talking...But her prodding inquisitive face made any chance of shutting up impossible. "Look, those bastards that set up the sniper last night, they were looking for me." Angel\'s eyes lit with confusion. That Rocket said they were after HER.

"But-"

"Now I know what they did to you - I couldn\'t stop him. I was trying to kill the pokemon of that Sniper, and he stalled me long enough to have his spotter knock me out cold. They took my Pokemon and ran off before the police arrived way too late. They almost killed Grampa and May, and they almost shot you, too. They\'ve been terrorizing the people of Kanto, and I\'m going to take them out, Giovanni and every single one of them." Angel stared at him with determination.

"I\'m coming." Gary pulled himself away and took a good few steps back.

"See, I KNEW you were going to say that. I KNEW. I can\'t let you come, Angel. These bastards are ruthless, they\'ll do things to you if they catch us, they\'ll hurt you. I won\'t let that happen, you\'re NOT COMING. I CAN\'T WATCH YOU DIE!" he yelled. Moonlight stared, stunned at the man the mean little boy had turned in to. Yelling at someone he wanted to protect; that was sick. Angel\'s head and gaze fell; that was the first time he\'d ever yelled at her. Slowly, her eyes filled with tears. Gary was going to run off and get himself killed, and she couldn\'t even try and help his cause. Crying softly, she wrapped her arms around herself, and moved into a fetal position on the ground. Her best friend was going off on some martyr journey, and she was never going to see him again.



"Oh God, Angel, don\'t cry..." he spoke, frowning as he knelt beside her and wrapped his arms around her. Six years ago, he would have let her cry, and called her a sissy. But now, he couldn\'t even bear to watch her cry.

"Vee..." Moonlight whimpered, craning his neck to look at his crying trainer.

"You jerk, do you really think that making me sit by wondering if you\'re dead or alive or what for months on end is a softer blow than going with you and knowing exactly what happened?"

"But--"

"Reverse the tables, Gary. What if you were left behind and I was the one going off to destroy Team Rocket?" Frowning, as he has done a few times in the last few minutes, and gave a loud sigh. He knew it was going to happen this way. He should never have come.

"*Sigh.* Look. We\'ll stop for you to get your badges, and just long enough to sleep and catch breathers, but you\'d better not slow me down any more than that..." Angel\'s face turned again into a happy one.

"We\'ll destroy those ass holes - together."





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I know its a bit of a bland chapter to begin with, but it had to be done. Sometimes plot holes are too confusing, and aren\'t worth the sacrifice of interesting beginnings. Note, the Gary I am using is the Johto Gary, in the sense of personality. Dont know what I mean? Read http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Gary_Oak . :D Please note, Gary was 10 when he left Pallat.