Why me? (Pokemon fanfic) Under editing

Chapter 14: the escape

I quickly jumped up, trying to force myself not to panic, and ran to the door and fiddled with the handle... Locked from the out side. 4 words;

I. Hate. You. Cyrus.

I looked over at the window it still had the bars on it and they looked as strong as ever. I sighed my room was like a prison, scratch that it was a prison designed to keep me in. I sighed and walked over to the door, inspecting it. I remember I broke it down once. Could I do it again?

Its worth a try right?

I looked around my bare room. There was nothing I could use to help me. Not even my bag. How did he get me when all nine of my Pokemon were out of there pokeballs together they were almost unbeatable. Even Trust was pretty strong even though I had only had her for two months before she was taken from me.

I pushed the door with all my strength but it didn't budge. I decided a run up was necessary so I walked to the other of the room and shoulder barged it. It gave way and we both fell to the floor with a loud thud. I jumped up I can think of two places were my Pokemon would be Cyrus's room or the Study I ran down the hallway and stopped at my fathers room. The door was closed I pressed my ear against the door and listened...

"I have her."

Me?

"Yes... there is a possibility that... no I'm not putting my feeling in front of my head... WHAT!!! THAT GIRL IS A MISTAKE!!!"

There was silence. I was without a doubt that they were talking about me.

"Yes her Pokemon are in there pokeballs in my office..."

That was all the info I needed I took off toward the office

3 doors down to the right.

The door was wide open. To easy. As I walked in my foot caught against a wire setting off an alarm, well I did say to easy. I looked around the office and saw my black shoulder bag on the desk I ran over to it and checked if all 10 of my Pokéballs were in it, thankfully they were.

I heard footsteps and a chuckle from behind me I turned around and was met face to face with my father. I glared at him took a defensive position

"Stay back!" I hissed.

He smirked. "Calm down." he said obviously amused

"And why would I do that?" I said not letting my guard down. Well being chased by team rocket has had it's advantages after all.

"Guess I can't blame you, can I?"

I swung my bag on to my shoulder and walked up to him and slapped him across the face.

Harder than I had slapped Silver, and man let me tell you... It felt good.

He stood there shocked. I glared and took out Hope's pokeball and let her out. She took a moment to notice what was going on and determine who her opponent was. She glared a Cyrus after she decided he was the threat.

He looked at me with a board expression. "Must we?"

"No." I said gritting my teeth. "Just leave me alone. Stay out of my life." I just wanted to leave and never see him again.

He sighed deeply and paused for a while, mumbling to himself.

"Very well."

I was surprised, I didn't actually expect him to just let me go.

I must have shown it on my face cause he glared and said. "But only because if I don't then you'll be forced to join Team Galactic and since your nothing more than a mistake, I don't want that to happen... Besides you'd only try to take down the entire organisation from the inside."

Well that was true. but even if I didn't join the team if they're evil I would try any way. My father working there would be a bonus.

"So leave. Now. But if we ever meat again then... Things will be different." He walked out of the room and as soon as he did I ran out. Ran out and left my old home for good.

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Yay Emma finally gets to slap Cyrus

Emma: I'm not gonna lie that was the most fun I've had in a long time

Me: I had just as much fun writing it as you did doing ^_^

And all of you better vote and/or comment or face me and my wrath *takes out skittle spitting flaming chainsaw*

SMG out

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