I sat, the wind rushing on my back. It’s so cold. I wish I could fight and learn to stand up by myself. I hate this cold. My pink hair came out of its’ pigtails. My nurse dress is torn and ripped. Chansey has been taken away, to fend off better with another trainer. Good thing, too. She’d be dead by now. *CRACK! SNAP!* What was that?! Oh, God, someone’s coming! They’ll tear my throat open and take Squirtle from me! But this belongs to a child on Sunburst Island. I have to get there. The person is coming closer... An ‘R’!! No! Team Rocket! Isn’t this kid kinda runty to be a Rocket? Is it a guy? I can’t tell. His/Her hair goes down to their shoulders. It looks almost lavander... “Hey! Need help, Miss Joy?”, the now definate boy asked me. For such a kid, his voice is quite developed. That’s when I saw them. The most gorgeous green eyes ever. The were like emeralds, only brighter. They shined in the damp cold of the moonlight. I must be dreaming. Why would a Rocket help me? Was he a secret cop within Team Rocket. No, he’s too young. Only 13, or so. He was cute. He’s a little younger than me. I’m 14. he held his hand out to me. I gladly took it.
“You brought a Nurse Joy ova!? You moron! I wish da Boss left ya in anadder (Another) cats’ care!”, a talking Meowth snarled at James. That’s the name of the guy who helped me. For a while, it seemed only me, James and the Meowth were here, until I heard a slap on James’ face from a girl. That was Jessie. She’s mean to him. Everyone seems to be. She’s his age, with long purple/red hair that shots off behoind her and curls at the end. She had cold sapphire eyes that I just couldn’t look into. James looked as if he would break down and cry at any second. He held his tears back well. I would’ve cried out by now. The Meowth scratched his chest open, and I could see blood stains form on his white shirt. I just couldn’t take it anymore! “Leave him alone!”, I shouted at them. James looked at me, tears filling his eyes. “Don’t do this!”, he mouthed out to me. Meowth gave him another slash to the face. “Hey! I said leave him alone!”, I screamed, before kicking the cat. It whimpered in pain. I didn’t feel sorry for it. James had taken more of a beating and didn’t say a word. Jessie growled at me, “Get off of him if you know what’s good for you!” She held up a gun to me. I had to give up. James looked down at his feet. I saw a tear roll down his cheek.
“Throw ‘er (her) in da riva!! Do it, Jess!”, the Meowth ordered. James was sitting down, crying and sobbing loudly. Jessie threw me in the river. After three times of near drowning, I came to shore. James didn’t seem to fit in with Team Rocket. I’ve met members before. He seems innocent. And they’re trying to make him evil. They won’t succeed. They can’t. You can’t change a person. Ever.
