Taken (PokeshippingV. Part 7)

I stayed in the shadows of the airport looking for this guy in the picture. He might be older than me, if he is, then I shouldn't approach him like I wanna jump him... I sat down on the bench inside and just waited. I sat there and inspected everyone until I found a familiar face.  
"Pikachu, look..." 
A blonde. A blonde young kid... It's him. The boy in the picture. The boy that set up the trap for Misty and Dawn. He actually looked younger than I thought. He looked 16. 
I sat up and got a better look at him. That's him... Now I know he's apart of this...
The boy looked up and noticed a young girl about his age. He looked around then stood up; making his way towards the young girl.
"So he picks them up, huh?" I mumbled, "Come on, Pikachu, let's go..."
I stood up and followed him as he made small talk with the girl. I couldn't help but to notice what he was wearing... He had a key chain. A key chain with the sign 'R' on it. That's proof, right there... 
He opened a cab door for the girl, that's when I came in...
I moved the girl aside and shoved him inside the cab. I shut the door behind me and then punched him in the side following by a punch in the neck. 
"Che cosa vuoi da me?! (What do you want from me!?)" he yelled in pain
"The two girls from yesterday. Where are they?" 
"Non capisco! ( I don't understand!)"
I hit him again. Harder.
"I KNOW you understand me! Is you name Nikko?" I yelled
"Sì!! (Yes!!)"
I was interrupted by the sound of the airport security coming. I took one look at the security running, I looked back at Nikko, who was running out of the opposite door, and ran after him. 
"THE TWO GIRLS FROM YESTERDAY! WHERE ARE THEY!?" 
He ran onto a ramp leading back to the hotel. I closely ran after. My heart felt like it was gonna slowly rip out of my chest. I tried to push myself from running just a little faster, but I couldn't.
"PIKACHU, JUMP IN FRONT OF HIM BEFORE HE GETS ANY FARTHER!" I commanded
Pikachu lifted off the concrete and used quick attack to get in front of him. He panicked as he heard my words. He then looked down at the floor below the ramp and looked for a safe landing. 
"Pikachu!!! HURRY! Before he jumps off!!!"
He looked back at us then jumped. I  saw as he landed on the top of a semi-truck. He wasn't hurt, just in shock. As he made his way off the semi-truck, another one crept up behind him hitting him so fast that I didn't have time to look away. No. NO. NO!!! My only evidence... Dead. 
I took one last look at him feeling defeated... He was my only evidence at the time.... Why wouldn't I feel that way? I put my hands on the top of my head as I took heavy breaths. I could barely breath. I need to calm down, I still have the rest of my pictures that I need to look at. M-Maybe there was a second guy... Oh, who am I kidding. There was no other guy...
I let out one last breath before walking away from the edge of the ramp. Pikachu jumped on my shoulder and looked at my worried. I looked back and gave a fake smile. My mind was pondering about this whole situation. How am I gonna get more evidence? How am I gonna find Misty and Dawn? Dammit! 
I felt like screaming. Just letting all my anger out. I was so sick and tired of all this bullsh*t. 
"Well Pikachu, looks like we need more evidence."
My phone started ringing in my jacket pocket. I brought it out and put it to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Ash, remember that hair sample that you gave me?"
My heart stopped. I totally forgot about that! Damn, I can't believe my luck...
"Uh... Yeah. Who is it?"
"Well, it turns out that it belongs to a millionaire. His name is Giovanni Garvello..."
"Can you find out where he lives and send me the details?" 
"Got it! I sent it. What else have you found so far?"
"I found the guy that they were mentioning on the tape... Nikko."
"That's good..."
"He's dead."
"Oh. How did he die when he was talking to your friends a couple days ago?"
"He jumped off a ramp and got ran over by a semi-truck."
"Something tells me you drove him to that point..."
"Yup."
"Oh my gosh... Ash. Anyways, you better get on your computer fast. I already sent it to you."
"Haha! Thanks, Brock."
I felt better as I realized I still had some evidence. 
I walked back to the hotel noticing a lot of cops going towards the hotel. As I came closer, I realize that the whole hotel was surrounded by police. Oh no... They must have seen Misty's room. I started running towards the front when a policeman held me back. 
"Sorry, kid. Can't go in."
"But I'm staying here!"
"You can go to the Pokemon Center nearby, we're not letting any people in there at this time."
"Ugh! I was trying to seclude that crime scene! I am an agent! This was suppose to be MY investigation!"
"Kid, you're too young to be an agent. Now shut up. If you wanna get your stuff, ask the chief."
After getting my stuff from the hotel, I looked at the policeman that told me off earlier and went up to him. I locked eyes with him and then pulled out my wallet. I pulled out my card showing him I was technically a member of the undercover investigation team.
He looked at me in shock. I gave him an evil smile then walked away. I am actually higher than a policeman. I'm their bosses. 
"Oh yeah, by the way, if you try to look in there, you won't find anything. I already have what you need."
I turned my face and smirked. Feeling even more self-confident than before.

I walked for another two blocks to the Pokemon Center near by. I thought about how that policeman's reaction made me feel powerful. I loved it. I just freaking loved the power. Just imagine... People that are twice as old as you having to follow your orders... Wouldn't you love that? I couldn't help but to laugh at the situation that policeman is in right now. And it wasn't a funny laugh, it was a 'you're f*cking screwed' kinda laugh. The one that I've been trying to stay away from for years. The kinda laugh that shows that having mercy is a myth...
Before going inside, I sat down on cold floor and brought out my phone. 
I looked at the time. 6:30.

Hmm... It's already dark... And it's only 6:30?
"Pikachu, let's go on to my computer. We'll find out who this 'Giovanni' is..."

:D THE END OF PART PART 7. :D :D :D :D














 

Taken (PokeshippingV. Part 6)

I'm tired. Frustrated. And sick and tired of all this bull crap. I said to myself when the plane landed in Italy. My heart was still pounding from yesterday... I was in a new 
place, new emotions, new organization I need to deal with... How much tiring can my life get?
I heard my phone ringing as I got off the plane and into the airport. I grabbed it out of my pocket and looked at the number. Ugh... Again!?
I took another look at the number then slowly pressed the 'answer' button.
"Yes?"
"Satoshi wa, honsha ni shutoku suru hitsuyō ga arimasu. Imasugu. (Ash, you need to get to headquarters. NOW.)"
"Īe watashi no yūjin ga ketsuraku shite iru, to karera ga hakken shite iru made, watashi wa nokori no tsumori wa nai yo. Anata wa watashi no sentaku ga kiniiranai baai, anata wa sore ni taisho shinakereba naranai tsumorida. (No. My friends are missing, and I'm not gonna rest till they're found. If you don't like my choice, you're gonna have to deal with it.)" 
"... Anata ga hontōni anata no yūjin o kidzukau, ha~akka? (You really care about your friends, huh?)"
"Hai. (Yes.)" 
"Saki ni iku... Anata ga hontōni son'nani sorera ga ki ni narunara,-ji ni susunde kudasai. Watashi wa anata no jama o shimasen... (...Go ahead... If you really care about your friends that much, then go. I won't stand in your way...)"
"*Smiles* Hai, sensei. (Yes, sir.)"
"Ima sugu anata no bakku pakku ni mieru. Watashi wa anata ga hitsuyō to suru kamo shirenai soko ni nanika o oku. (Now look in your backpack. I put something in there that you might need.)"
I took my bag off of my back and sat it down on the bench I was sitting on. I slowly unzipped it. I was shocked at what he had given me.
"Kōtetsu-shi wa, naze anata wa kore o yatte iru ka? (M-Mr. Kōtetsu, why are you doing this?)" 
"Anata wa sore o hitsuyō to surudeshou. Anata ga anzen ni taizai suru koto ga dekimasunode, watashi wa anata ni sore o ataete iru. Anata wa tonikaku jibun no besutoējentodesu... (You'll need it. I'm giving it to you so you can stay safe, you are my best agent anyway...)"
"Kōtetsu... *smiles*... Kansha... (Kōtetsu... Thanks...)"
"Ima, watashi wa iku hitsuyō ga aru... Satoshi no sewa o suru. (Now I need to go... Take care, Ash.)" 
"Anata mo. (You too.)"
As I hung up, I kept staring at his gift. Man, I've ALWAYS wanted this. I can't believe he actually gave this to me. 
I slowly grasped onto it, and held it up. Finally.

Kōtetsu's switchblade. A fine blade that can cut through almost anything. He used it when he didn't have his gun with him. Although he had his gun most of the time, I'd see him slashing up our practice course with it. It's time to test this badass blade. 
I've always wanted to do this. 
I put the blade in my bag and took a taxi to the police department.

I showed them my ID so they knew I was apart of the JFTT Program. I then made my way to the practice course. Some policemen were staring at me as I brought out my new switchblade and aimed it towards the 2 inch board. The police were practicing too, but they stopped to take a good look at me then whispering 'Who the hell is this kid?'
I glared at them and smirked. I pulled my blade back into a chopping position and took a deep breath in. I then swung it forward. I sliced it with ease. 
"Rethink about what you just said." I said to the shocked Italian policemen
"And don't even try to act like you don't understand English, because I heard you. I'm a higher ranking SWAT, so don't talk sh*t." I said sternly. 
I was still angry about this whole thing that happened; I had to let it out on somebody.
 They looked at me then looked towards their targets. So I left. That's all I wanted to do...
I walked out of the police department feeling just a little more independent. I actually told off two policemen and left. That's NEVER happened before... At least I can stand my ground... I thought to myself. 
I walked down the street and looked for the hotel Dawn and Misty were in. 
Yes! Found it!
I looked at the tall building and ran inside. No one knew anything about the kidnapping. So I would be the first one to walk into their room after all this happened. 
As I made my way to their room, I noticed that the handle on the door was broken. 
"Hmm... They broke in. I'm surprised no one noticed this..."
I opened the broken door to see a complete mess. Chairs were flipped, the windows were broken, just a freaking disaster. 
I brought out my recorder and played it. I listened to every detail that she said. I walked into the office that Misty was in and paused the recording. I looked out the window and imagined what had happened. I then played the recording again and went to the bedroom that Misty ran into. I went under the bed and kept playing the recording. I got out from under the bed and looked around. I saw the broken mirror. I collected hair samples in the broken pieces of the mirror. I tried looking for anything I could take, I looked everywhere. I looked on the ground and found something that made me hurt inside. Misty's necklace and her phone. I slowly grabbed both items just taking a good look at them. I opened up her phone and pulled her SIM card out of the phone. I took one last look at the topaz sea star necklace then put it in my pocket. I sighed at the thought of never seeing them again. Misty... Dawn... Where are you?
I had to think happy thoughts. That's the only way I would be able to find them. 
I walked to the lobby and asked for a room. I needed to stay here in order to find more evidence. But before I even got into my room, I called Brock. 
"Yes?"
"Brock, I need you to do something else for me, I need you to find out who this belongs to." 
"What is it?"
"A hair sample..."
"Okay, send it to me. Just go to the Pokemon Center and send it. I'll get in less than a day.."
"Okay."
I did exactly what he said; like always...
So after that, I made my way back to the hotel. Trying to figure out what to do in my mind. Maybe I could track this guy down personally. No. That would be a little hard. Or maybe I could go to the Team Rocket headquarters itself. UGH... WHAT DO I DO???
As this horrible truth sunk into me, I realized that I still had Misty's SIM card from her phone. I got it out and just looked at it. Maybe I can look through her pictures on here to find something...
When I got back to the hotel, I got out my laptop and slipped the SIM card inside. I clicked on the picture gallery and just looked at them. One by one. They were normal; nothing to worry about. I thought I was wasting my time. ... Misty looks nice in that picture... I said to myself as I stared at a picture of Dawn and Misty. Wait, if neither of them were holding the phone, then who took the picture? I tried to look for any reflections. Luckily, I found one. 
I zoomed in really close, then refreshed it. 
A young adult, maybe under 25. He was holding Misty's phone. I really hope this is who we're looking for. I looked at it again, trying to focus on his face. Blonde hair, blue eyes, collared shirt, almost looks Italian...
I kept staring, trying to remember every detail of his face. Saving every single detail in my mind. I tried to picture him picking up girls then taking them later. I just couldn't imagine it though...
He wasn't one of the people in the recording. He just wasn't. He looked too young to have a deep voice like that. And he must know English if Misty and Dawn asked if he could take their picture. Maybe he's the 'Nikko' guy that keeps being mentioned in that conversation on the tape. 
"Well, Pikachu... Looks like we're going to the airport tomorrow to see if this guy is there. If he is, then I KNOW he's apart of this..." I said to my Electric Mouse as he stared at the picture with me...

(MUST READ. I won't be finished with part 7 for a LONG while... I won't have a computer which means I'll be trying to use my tablet for posting. Sorry for the inconvenience. IT'S MY MOM'S FAULT FOR LOSING HER COMPUTER.)