I grabbed my bag and brought out my laptop. My laptop only let's ME in. I have to scan my fingerprint in order to get on to my computer. It's pretty neat...
As I got on to my Gmail, I looked for Brock's email address. On there, I found a bunch of info.
Giovanni Garvello
Age: 42
DOB: October 17, 1970
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
RS: Divorced
Sentenced for: Prostitution, Robbery, murder, and drug use.
Sex: Male
Work: Unknown. Said to have worked for the organization of Team Rocket.
Hometown: Pallet Town, Kanto.
What!? He lived in Pallet!? Hmm...
I kept scrolling through the document till I found the most important evidence.
His address.
81564, Bruagge Ave. 95372
Hah! Yes! Finally, some info that could come in handy...
I looked up from my laptop and shut it quickly when a familiar face walked in. I smiled then opened it back up as I saw Gary Oak look at me and smile back.
"How did you know I was here?"
"I heard from Brock that you were in Italy, so I decided to track your computer..." he chuckled
"Since when did you know how to track computers? Only Brock knows how to do that."
"Well... Then I learned it from Brock."
"Haha! Here, sit down. Since you're here, I want to show you something. Do you remember Misty?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I? She was my girlfriend, remember?"
"EX-girlfriend... Anyway, she got abducted.."
"WHAT!? When did this happen?"
"A couple days ago, and I already got some evidence..."
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Gary has been a good friend of mine since I was 10, we knew each other because his grandfather, Samuel Oak, gave me my first Pokemon. We were bitter rivals at first, but then we grew out of that stage and became really good friends...
When he found out I was in the Agency, he persuaded the JFTT to let him in too. Now we're partners. I'm the one with the weapons though... He's the one with the Pokemon. He was never really good at using weapons. I was scared for my own life when he had a knife in his hand. Once, he was learning how to use a simple handgun, and he was getting really good at it. but then I gave him a desert eagle, one of the most dangerous handguns, and he almost killed me. He shot it, and it went right past my face. Scariest day of my life.
Then the rivalry started up again when he got with Misty. I had never liked her, but I realized that she was losing interest in me. So I kinda stood up to Gary and made myself look like I liked Misty. Which I didn't. About three months later, Gary talked to me and said he wanted to break up with her because she had interest in someone else.
So he did. (The happiest moment in my life)
That was the day I realized how much I loved her.
But getting back to Gary, even though we're more mature, we always had that rivalry. Whether it was video games, to who gets to get the better mile time. Gary has always been a pretty annoying friend. He always made fun of me because I liked Misty. But overall, we're still good friends...
I showed him all of our evidence that Brock had found for me and he immediately joined in.
"I'm in. I'll be your back up."
"No. I need to do this alone."
"Why? To prove your girlfriend that you're worthy?"
"... Actually, yes. I need to do this alone."
"Ugh... Ash, sometimes, you don't think..." Gary mumbled, "But if you're doing this for the girl, then go. I'm not stopping you. If you need help, just call. But not on Saturday, I have a date with Blue on Saturday."
"Haha! Okay, Gary. Thanks..."
"You're not welcome... You better not call on Saturday..."
"Typical Gary... NEVER change."
After he left, I shut the door and sighed. Not saying another word, I grabbed my laptop and sat back down... This is it... Tomorrow morning, I'll make my way to his house. This should be where Misty and Dawn are...
NEXT MORNING...
Okay... I got my backpack, my switchblade, and my Dessert Eagle, anything else? I kept going over my plan as I made my way to a taxi. I couldn't help but feel like I was missing something. It was eating me up inside... What was I missing?
After a half an hour of eagerly waiting in the back of a taxi, I quickly got out and stared at the decent sized apartment complex, all addressed to the same person. Giovanni Garvello. This means that he bought the WHOLE complex. They have to be in there... They just have to...
I walked up to the steps and looked at the sign on the door. DO NOT DISTURB.
I stared at that sign for awhile, thinking about what to do. Each step felt more nerve-racking and intimidating. I took a deep breath in as I stood in front of the door, slowly reaching out my hand to ring the doorbell. My heart stopped as I heard the screeching doorbell sound. I could hear a bunch of voices getting closer to the door. They were all speaking in a different language. My heart started pounding out of my chest. This is it. I'm finally getting my chance to get Misty and Dawn back. Finally...
As I hear the door slowly open, only by a couple of inches, a man with a strong Italian accent spoke.
"Who are you?"
I stood there trying not to give myself away.
"I'm here for the rent check."
"Hmm... You're the landlord?"
"Umm... No. But I'm from the government and I need to collect your payment."
He smirked at the thought of a minor like me being in the government. So I showed him.
"Need proof?"
I pulled out my black wallet and showed him my ID. His face turned from a sarcastic smile, to a worried strait faced.
"Hmm..."
He turned around and yelled at the other guys in the house.
"Hey Joe! Un ragazzo è qui, ha detto che è da parte del governo e ha bisogno del nostro check in affitto. (Hey Joe! Some kid is here, he said he's from the government and he needs our rent check.)
"Let him in..."
The man led me into the apartment complex. The first thing I saw was a 'DO NOT ENTER' sign in front of the staircase. He led me passed the stairs and into the dining room, where all the guys were playing a game of poker. Hmm... Where's Giovanni? He's not here...
I looked at all the men as they stared at me with the same look that the one guy made to me.
"Where's the rent?" my nervous yet shaky voice asked
Hopefully they haven't paid it yet...
"Hey, where's the money?" one guy asked the other
A man quickly got up and took a big metal case out from under the cabinets and got keys from his pocket.
"Aren't you a little too young to be working for the government?"
"Actually, yes, but you surely don't know what I'm capable of doing..."
As they kept looking at me, I brought a small piece of paper with the Italian words 'buona fortuna' on it.
"By the way... Before I go, can someone translate this for me? My friend gave this to me, but I don't understand it."
He grabbed the paper out of my hand and chuckled. He looked at me then smiled.
"Well... What does it say?"
"... Good luck..."
... Good luck... Good luck... Those words that echoed in my ears for a moment. The words that I heard over the phone. The person that I heard over the phone.
My heart started to pound again. I felt like this was it. This is what I've been waiting for.
I gave a small smile and looked at him dead in the eye.
"You don't remember me, do you?..."
"What?"
"I talked to you on the phone a couple of days ago, but you probably don't recognize my voice..."
"Kid... What the hell are you talking about?"
"I told you I'd find you..."
His face suddenly turned pale. Without one other word, he grabbed the gun from his table and I lashed out my switchblade from my pocket and stabbed him before he could look back at me. I didn't want to kill him, he was my evidence, so I got his leg.
Suddenly, all the men stood up and chaos started. I picked up the guy's dropped gun and shot them. One by one. Enjoying it.
I heard more coming down the stairs so I hid in the corner of the room to act dead. Once they came in, BOOM! Dead.
When I kill someone, I feel good. Which is a bad thing. Sometimes really have to control my self, or l'll get a little crazy.
When I had shot them all, I rushed up the stairs. Looking through each door. As I looked through them, I saw girls. Girl after girl after girl... It was disgusting...
I looked at how lifeless they all were. But one in particular caught my eye. A familiar face...
Hey! It's that girl that I saw! A... Alyza...
Suddenly everything flashed back to the day Misty went missing. When I saw that girl on my computer.
I ran up to and looked into her eyes, they had forced her to take drugs. I could tell. Her eyes were black and faded. I looked around her room, and prayed that she was still alive. After that, I ran to the last room. Please be here... Please...
I slowly opened up the door to see something I could never imagine. Dawn.
She was unconscious on the bed. Her face was pale, and her eyes were wide open. I checked her pulse...
Nothing.
There was no pulse. I closed my eyes really tight and tightened the grip of my fist. Clenching my fist tightly, I let out a small cry. Trying to keep it all in. Pikachu looked at me and jumped on the bed Dawn was on. He then jumped on my shoulder and licked my face.
Still closing my eyes, I slammed my fist into the wall, making an imprint.
"Why did this happen!?" I screamed, "First Iris, now Dawn... WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH MY LIFE?! I was expecting something better... But it looks like I was wrong."
I opened my eyes, and sat on the bed. I grabbed her hand and hugged her lifeless body before leaving. This wasn't over yet. Even though Dawn is gone, there's still hope that Misty is alive.
I walked out of her room and shut the door. I inhaled trying to regain my strength. I looked back at Alyza's room and decided to walk back in there. I walked in there and looked at her belongings. There, I found her ID, her clothes, and something that made me drop my jaw. My hat. The hat that I gave to Misty the day she left.
What is she doing with MY hat?
I looked at the certain covering the other side of the room. I quickly pulled it away and looked at the empty bed. I looked back and tried to communicate with Alyza.
"Do you know who was over here on the other bed?"
No response. She was too traumatized.
I looked at her frightened face and then said, "I'll be back."
I walked down the stares and into the dining room where I saw the man that I stabbed still breathing. I looked into his eyes and pointed a gun at his forehead.
I pulled him up and dragged him into a lonely room and sat him on a chair. I then put jumper cables on it.
"Have you seen this girl?"
I showed him a picture of Misty.
"Hmph... That bitch was sexy."
I pulled the picture down and smacked him as hard as I could.
"I DIDN'T ASK YOU WHETHER SHE WAS 'SEXY' OR NOT. Where is she?"
"Heh... You actually think I'm gonna tell you?"
"Oh I know you're gonna tell me."
I walked over to the light switch and flipped the switch. The jumper cables electrocuted his chair, sending shock waves into his body.
I switched it off.
"Now if you wanna live, you'll tell me where she is."
"... You can go ahead and kill me. You'll NEVER find her."
I grabbed a tissue and stuffed it down his throat. I switched the light on again, this time he was willing to say something.
"SAINT CLARE!!!"
"What?"
"Saint Clare, she's at Saint Clare..."
"Good."
I turned to the light switch and headed towards it.
"NO! PLEASE!! YOU SAID I WOULD LIVE!!"
"I don't keep promises to people who mess with my family. Sorry."
I flipped the switch on and closed the door. I was burning inside. I was irritably pissed.
I was ready for anything that got in my way. I wasn't doing this just for Misty, I was doing this for both Misty and Dawn...
(Sorry this was so late... I've been involved in TOO MUCH at school. I promise, I won't stop my story. Just give me some time. C: ps. Don't yell at me! I needed to kill someone! Not just the man-whores. I know... I'm a douche...)
As I got on to my Gmail, I looked for Brock's email address. On there, I found a bunch of info.
Giovanni Garvello
DOB: October 17, 1970
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
RS: Divorced
Sentenced for: Prostitution, Robbery, murder, and drug use.
Sex: Male
Work: Unknown. Said to have worked for the organization of Team Rocket.
Hometown: Pallet Town, Kanto.
What!? He lived in Pallet!? Hmm...
I kept scrolling through the document till I found the most important evidence.
His address.
81564, Bruagge Ave. 95372
Hah! Yes! Finally, some info that could come in handy...
I looked up from my laptop and shut it quickly when a familiar face walked in. I smiled then opened it back up as I saw Gary Oak look at me and smile back.
"How did you know I was here?"
"I heard from Brock that you were in Italy, so I decided to track your computer..." he chuckled
"Since when did you know how to track computers? Only Brock knows how to do that."
"Well... Then I learned it from Brock."
"Haha! Here, sit down. Since you're here, I want to show you something. Do you remember Misty?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I? She was my girlfriend, remember?"
"EX-girlfriend... Anyway, she got abducted.."
"WHAT!? When did this happen?"
"A couple days ago, and I already got some evidence..."
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Gary has been a good friend of mine since I was 10, we knew each other because his grandfather, Samuel Oak, gave me my first Pokemon. We were bitter rivals at first, but then we grew out of that stage and became really good friends... When he found out I was in the Agency, he persuaded the JFTT to let him in too. Now we're partners. I'm the one with the weapons though... He's the one with the Pokemon. He was never really good at using weapons. I was scared for my own life when he had a knife in his hand. Once, he was learning how to use a simple handgun, and he was getting really good at it. but then I gave him a desert eagle, one of the most dangerous handguns, and he almost killed me. He shot it, and it went right past my face. Scariest day of my life.
So he did. (The happiest moment in my life)
That was the day I realized how much I loved her.
But getting back to Gary, even though we're more mature, we always had that rivalry. Whether it was video games, to who gets to get the better mile time. Gary has always been a pretty annoying friend. He always made fun of me because I liked Misty. But overall, we're still good friends...
I showed him all of our evidence that Brock had found for me and he immediately joined in.
"I'm in. I'll be your back up."
"No. I need to do this alone."
"Why? To prove your girlfriend that you're worthy?"
"... Actually, yes. I need to do this alone."
"Ugh... Ash, sometimes, you don't think..." Gary mumbled, "But if you're doing this for the girl, then go. I'm not stopping you. If you need help, just call. But not on Saturday, I have a date with Blue on Saturday."
"Haha! Okay, Gary. Thanks..."
"You're not welcome... You better not call on Saturday..."
"Typical Gary... NEVER change."
After he left, I shut the door and sighed. Not saying another word, I grabbed my laptop and sat back down... This is it... Tomorrow morning, I'll make my way to his house. This should be where Misty and Dawn are...
NEXT MORNING...
Okay... I got my backpack, my switchblade, and my Dessert Eagle, anything else? I kept going over my plan as I made my way to a taxi. I couldn't help but feel like I was missing something. It was eating me up inside... What was I missing?
After a half an hour of eagerly waiting in the back of a taxi, I quickly got out and stared at the decent sized apartment complex, all addressed to the same person. Giovanni Garvello. This means that he bought the WHOLE complex. They have to be in there... They just have to...
I walked up to the steps and looked at the sign on the door. DO NOT DISTURB.
I stared at that sign for awhile, thinking about what to do. Each step felt more nerve-racking and intimidating. I took a deep breath in as I stood in front of the door, slowly reaching out my hand to ring the doorbell. My heart stopped as I heard the screeching doorbell sound. I could hear a bunch of voices getting closer to the door. They were all speaking in a different language. My heart started pounding out of my chest. This is it. I'm finally getting my chance to get Misty and Dawn back. Finally...
As I hear the door slowly open, only by a couple of inches, a man with a strong Italian accent spoke.
"Who are you?"
I stood there trying not to give myself away.
"I'm here for the rent check."
"Hmm... You're the landlord?"
"Umm... No. But I'm from the government and I need to collect your payment."
He smirked at the thought of a minor like me being in the government. So I showed him.
"Need proof?"
I pulled out my black wallet and showed him my ID. His face turned from a sarcastic smile, to a worried strait faced.
"Hmm..."
He turned around and yelled at the other guys in the house.
"Hey Joe! Un ragazzo è qui, ha detto che è da parte del governo e ha bisogno del nostro check in affitto. (Hey Joe! Some kid is here, he said he's from the government and he needs our rent check.)
"Let him in..."
The man led me into the apartment complex. The first thing I saw was a 'DO NOT ENTER' sign in front of the staircase. He led me passed the stairs and into the dining room, where all the guys were playing a game of poker. Hmm... Where's Giovanni? He's not here...
I looked at all the men as they stared at me with the same look that the one guy made to me.
"Where's the rent?" my nervous yet shaky voice asked
Hopefully they haven't paid it yet...
"Hey, where's the money?" one guy asked the other
A man quickly got up and took a big metal case out from under the cabinets and got keys from his pocket.
"Aren't you a little too young to be working for the government?"
"Actually, yes, but you surely don't know what I'm capable of doing..."
As they kept looking at me, I brought a small piece of paper with the Italian words 'buona fortuna' on it.
"By the way... Before I go, can someone translate this for me? My friend gave this to me, but I don't understand it."
He grabbed the paper out of my hand and chuckled. He looked at me then smiled.
"Well... What does it say?"
"... Good luck..."
... Good luck... Good luck... Those words that echoed in my ears for a moment. The words that I heard over the phone. The person that I heard over the phone.
My heart started to pound again. I felt like this was it. This is what I've been waiting for.
I gave a small smile and looked at him dead in the eye.
"You don't remember me, do you?..."
"What?"
"I talked to you on the phone a couple of days ago, but you probably don't recognize my voice..."
"Kid... What the hell are you talking about?"
"I told you I'd find you..."
His face suddenly turned pale. Without one other word, he grabbed the gun from his table and I lashed out my switchblade from my pocket and stabbed him before he could look back at me. I didn't want to kill him, he was my evidence, so I got his leg.
Suddenly, all the men stood up and chaos started. I picked up the guy's dropped gun and shot them. One by one. Enjoying it.
I heard more coming down the stairs so I hid in the corner of the room to act dead. Once they came in, BOOM! Dead.
When I kill someone, I feel good. Which is a bad thing. Sometimes really have to control my self, or l'll get a little crazy.
When I had shot them all, I rushed up the stairs. Looking through each door. As I looked through them, I saw girls. Girl after girl after girl... It was disgusting...
I looked at how lifeless they all were. But one in particular caught my eye. A familiar face...
Hey! It's that girl that I saw! A... Alyza...
Suddenly everything flashed back to the day Misty went missing. When I saw that girl on my computer.
I ran up to and looked into her eyes, they had forced her to take drugs. I could tell. Her eyes were black and faded. I looked around her room, and prayed that she was still alive. After that, I ran to the last room. Please be here... Please...
I slowly opened up the door to see something I could never imagine. Dawn.
She was unconscious on the bed. Her face was pale, and her eyes were wide open. I checked her pulse...
Nothing.
There was no pulse. I closed my eyes really tight and tightened the grip of my fist. Clenching my fist tightly, I let out a small cry. Trying to keep it all in. Pikachu looked at me and jumped on the bed Dawn was on. He then jumped on my shoulder and licked my face.
Still closing my eyes, I slammed my fist into the wall, making an imprint.
"Why did this happen!?" I screamed, "First Iris, now Dawn... WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH MY LIFE?! I was expecting something better... But it looks like I was wrong."
I opened my eyes, and sat on the bed. I grabbed her hand and hugged her lifeless body before leaving. This wasn't over yet. Even though Dawn is gone, there's still hope that Misty is alive.
I walked out of her room and shut the door. I inhaled trying to regain my strength. I looked back at Alyza's room and decided to walk back in there. I walked in there and looked at her belongings. There, I found her ID, her clothes, and something that made me drop my jaw. My hat. The hat that I gave to Misty the day she left.
What is she doing with MY hat?
I looked at the certain covering the other side of the room. I quickly pulled it away and looked at the empty bed. I looked back and tried to communicate with Alyza.
"Do you know who was over here on the other bed?"
No response. She was too traumatized.
I looked at her frightened face and then said, "I'll be back."
I walked down the stares and into the dining room where I saw the man that I stabbed still breathing. I looked into his eyes and pointed a gun at his forehead.
I pulled him up and dragged him into a lonely room and sat him on a chair. I then put jumper cables on it.
"Have you seen this girl?"
I showed him a picture of Misty.
"Hmph... That bitch was sexy."
I pulled the picture down and smacked him as hard as I could.
"I DIDN'T ASK YOU WHETHER SHE WAS 'SEXY' OR NOT. Where is she?"
"Heh... You actually think I'm gonna tell you?"
"Oh I know you're gonna tell me."
I walked over to the light switch and flipped the switch. The jumper cables electrocuted his chair, sending shock waves into his body.
I switched it off.
"Now if you wanna live, you'll tell me where she is."
"... You can go ahead and kill me. You'll NEVER find her."
I grabbed a tissue and stuffed it down his throat. I switched the light on again, this time he was willing to say something.
"SAINT CLARE!!!"
"What?"
"Saint Clare, she's at Saint Clare..."
"Good."
I turned to the light switch and headed towards it.
"NO! PLEASE!! YOU SAID I WOULD LIVE!!"
"I don't keep promises to people who mess with my family. Sorry."
I flipped the switch on and closed the door. I was burning inside. I was irritably pissed.
I was ready for anything that got in my way. I wasn't doing this just for Misty, I was doing this for both Misty and Dawn...
(Sorry this was so late... I've been involved in TOO MUCH at school. I promise, I won't stop my story. Just give me some time. C: ps. Don't yell at me! I needed to kill someone! Not just the man-whores. I know... I'm a douche...)
