Daughter of Evil: Second chances ch2Rose’s POVDaughter of Evil: Second chances ch2 by Camarokid82
I waited impatiently in my cell for this ‘Blade’ to come get me. “Finally I’ll be able to get some sleep tonight” the so called bed in this little cell was much too hard for me. I was a queen after all. Who cares if all these people hate me they all had to obey me anyways. I looked up to see the Flareon that kept the people from chopping off my head. Not that I was grateful or anything.
“Bout time you showed up.” I muttered getting up ready to leave. “Guess I should have taken a little longer to get here then” he chuckled. Did he think this was a game? I brushed past him after he unlocked the cell door only to have a collar put around my neck from behind. “Excuse me!? I am NOT your pet” I growled spinning around to face Blade.
“I know” he replied with a little grin on his face. “DO YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY!?” I yelled. “Your reaction is” he grinned. My growl got louder
01- Cheaters Always Win"Alexander, he's dead. Come on! We're running out of time. If we don't get this done in the next ten minutes, there's going to be hell to pay."01- Cheaters Always Win by TranquilSimplicity
"I know. Just give me a minute. I dropped a few coins and the sack's getting heavier."
"We don't have a minute. We have to keep going. This way. I see an air vent in the ceiling."
The small Pikachu's bright green eyes darted from one corner of the shadowed hallway to another. It would only be seconds before an alarm went off and they'd be caught. She desperately clung to the cloth sack trailing behind her before leaving it and asking her partner for a boost. Responding loyally, the exhausted Raichu lifted his companion with his long, cord-like tail, grimacing as he looked into the blood-soaked face of the Game Corner's owner.
"Almost there. Just a little higher."
"I can't go any higher! Just use that rope!" Alexander cried irritably. It had been a long night for him, as he'd had to take out multiple Houndoom and many security guards. His cheeks
00- Small Voice, Loudly SpokenI've always wondered why I was created. I'm not just merely a servant to the Boss, am I? No. I can't be. I know I have a purpose other than to hurt and steal. My name is Laila, and I'm one of the most well-known creatures in the Pokémon world: a Pikachu. But I'm not a natural one. For starters, I know I'm a clone of a stronger-than-average Pikachu. How did I figure this out? Out of all the powerful clones created with me, I'm the most powerful.00- Small Voice, Loudly Spoken by TranquilSimplicity
Being created, I'm genetically perfect. All of my attacks launched at stationary targets land without fail, and I'm pretty much invulnerable. Of course, being born in a test tube has its drawbacks. I've never been able to say I have an actual family. No parents. No siblings. No aunts, uncles, or cousins. Nothing. The closest thing I have to family is my best friend and partner in crime, Alexander. He has the most amazing mahogany eyes I've ever seen and as strong as any Raichu I've ever encountered. We work with each other all th