Jackies Mondo Kool Fic
Chapter 3: Explainations

Chapter 3: Explanations

"No way . . . "

"No way what?" she asked.

I looked to her with a bit of disbelief. "But . . . You're dead, aren't you?"

She laughed. "No, I'm not dead. I've been dead before, but I was brought back by the dragon
balls. I'm pretty sure that's the only time."

"But everyone's always told me you were dead," I explained. "I don't get it."

She sighed then said, "Think about it, Jackie. When did I supposedly die?"

"Around 30 years ago."

"And how long did I say I've been trapped in here?"

"Almost 33 years," I said, still unsure. "That kind of makes sense but why didn't Tac kill you?"

Joey smiled a bit. "He didn't have the heart to kill me in the end. Sure he had done it once
before, but he had a reason then. When it came down to just killing me in cold blood, he
couldn't do it."

I laid down next to her and thought for a few minutes. Still fairly confused I said, "It still doesn't
make sense. Why wouldn't Tac kill you after what he did to the rest of Team Rocket47?"

The purple mew looked to me with an expression of deep concern in her eyes. In a shaky voice
she asked, "What happened to my friends in Team Rocket47?"

I looked into her eyes. I couldn't believe she didn't know about what happened at first, but then I
remembered that she hadn't had any contact with the outside world for the past 33 years. I would
have to tell her about what Tac did to Team Rocket47. I took a deep breath then explained, "Not
long after you supposedly died, the members of Team Rocket47 were weakened by the loss of
their most powerful member. Tac took advantage of their disadvantage and killed them all, one
by one."

Joey looked down at her purple blanket, this time her blue eyes filled with tears. "I can't believe
that my dad would do that to my best friends . . . "

"There's a bit more," I said, a little hesitant to continue.

In a distant voice she urged, "Please go on. I need to know."

I gulped, being fairly choked up after recalling what I had to tell her. "After Team Rocket47 was
destroyed, Team Rocket disbanded. Everyone thought that the threat that Tac caused was gone,
but they were wrong. He murdered two innocent pokemon trainers who had nothing to do with
Team Rocket at all." I hesitated again before announcing the names. Joey looked at me with an
expression that tore up my insides. It would break her heart to know. I shook my head in
defiance to my own thoughts.

Meekly she asked, "Who were the two trainers?"

I took another deep breath. "Ash Katchum and Gary Oak."

The tears that filled her eyes fell down her cheeks now, leaving a dark purple trail in her
lavender fur. "I can't believe that he would kill Gary," She whispered before burying her face in
her pillow. I put my paw on her shoulder again to give my condolences. I regretted telling her
because I knew she would react this way. Joey grew up in Pallet town, and both Gary and Ash
were from there. I suspected she knew them, because Tac wouldn't have killed them if she
didn't.

After a few minutes, Joey sat up and wiped the tears from her eyes. She then pulled the necklace
she wore up over her head and looked at the pendant. It was a perfect circle with the shape of a
yin yang of it. It was purple on one side, and blue on the other, and it was rimmed with what
looked like pure gold. As I watched, Joey opened it up from the side like a locket, and looked at
the two pictures inside. One was of four kids, three who looked no older then seven, and one boy
who looked about nine years old. I recognized two of the younger kids as Ash and Gary, but the
other two I didn't know. The other picture was of a ten year old Gary holding the only girl from
the first picture in his arms. Joey looked at the two pictures and gave a sad sigh.

Curiously I asked, "Who's the girl and the taller guy?"

Joey gave a small smile and replied, "The girl is me in my human transformation and the taller
guy is my brother Jake."

"You were really close to Gary and Ash weren't you?" I questioned sympathetically.

Joey nodded and said, "They were my best friends before I ran away and joined Team Rocket47.
Gary was my boyfriend for a while. He's the one who gave me this locket. I was in love with
him, and that's why Tac killed him."

"There's a bit of good news kind of," I said, trying to cheer her up. "No one's heard from Jake
ever since you died, so there's a chance that he's still alive somewhere."

The mew cracked a small smile. "I hope he is," she said wishfully.

Joey closed her locket then put it back over her neck. Then she leaned back onto the part of her
pillow that wasn't wet from tears. She now had a look of sad thoughtfulness. I sighed and
thought to myself. After a few minutes I announced, "It still doesn't make sense how Tac would
murder all those other people yet spare the life of the one he hated most."

Joey didn't move her eyes from the bottom of the bed above hers. "I don't think he really hated
me, deep down," she said. "If it's still confusing, I guess I could tell you what happened."

"That would be nice. It would probably explain a few things."

"Ok . . . It started like this . . . "

Flashback . . .

Joey sat alone in the cage with her tail wrapped around her to try and keep warm. It was late
winter so the lab was freezing due to its lack of heating. The mew shivered then sneezed. She
would normally use a fire attack to warm things up, but she was fully disabled with thanks to
Tac.

Slowly her eyes scanned the dark lab. She had never been here before, but it resembled the kind
of lab that her father usually had. He had a few different locations of where he would hide out
for a period of time so he couldn't be tracked easily. Joey didn't recognize this place, so she
guessed it must be new.

She sneezed again, then sighed. She didn't know what to expect from being captured, because
Tac never tried the same thing twice. Each time was worse then the last though, so she didn't
anticipate it to be anything good. The last time she had been captured, she had been killed in
order to persuade the Writer of the story to do anything Tac said. Could it be possible that Tac
had something up his sleeve that was worse then death?

Joey knew what death was like, and it wasn't pleasant at all. I couldn't describe it really. It was
not existing, but still knowing that you don't exist. It was all confusing in her mind. One thing
she did know, was that death scared her more then anything else. And if there could be anything
worse . . .

The creaking of the door stopped her thoughts. Joey turned around in the frozen cage to see Tac
closing the door behind him. He looked at her with the cryptic smile that had become well
known from him. He was wearing the white lab coat that he usually had, wearing all black
underneath. The purple mew glared at him, then turned her back again.

"Not too happy are we, little Joey?" he asked while walking over to the desk where the frozen
cage was placed. Joey gave him a sidelong glare and sneezed again.

In a stuffed up voice, the mew replied, "Of course I'm not happy. You have me locked up here
in the dark and freezing cold and I'm lonely and hungry and I want to go home!"

"It's really a shame you know," Tac remarked cooly. "You wouldn't be this miserable if you
hadn't run away in the first place. You could have had much more power."

"Well I'm glad that I didn't. The years I spent after I ran away were the best of my life," Joey
announced.

Tac's cool smile slipped away as he glared at her. "If that's the case, you're going to have to pay
the consequences for your actions right here and now. I don't think there's a point in giving you
a last chance to side with me. Am I correct?"

Joey smiled, hiding the fear she felt inside. "Of course. I'm never going to turn against my
friends. No matter what you do."

Frowning in both anger and sadness, Tac reached down into one of the pockets of his lab coat
and pulled out a simple needle that you would normally see in a doctors office. "Well it won't
matter now, Joey."

The small mew turned around in her cage again, and her eyes widened in fear. Shakily she
asked, "What are you going to do to me?" Her eyes were fixed on the needle, which was filled
with a dark red liquid.

"I'm going to kill you," Tac replied with a bit of remorse. "Don't worry. Unlike the last one, this
will kill you swiftly and painlessly. You'll just fall asleep, but you won't wake up."

Joey whimpered softly, and took a step back so her back was against the icy bars of the cage.
"But, why do you want to kill me?"

Tac kept his eyes fixed in Joey as he replied in a tone of anger. "Because, little Joey," he said, "I
swore to kill every single Team Rocket member. You were foolish enough to go and join them.
I will not break that promise just because one of those Rocket members happens to be my
daughter."

Joey fought back the tears that formed in her eyes as she repeated, "But why? How can you be so
heartless?"

Tac glared at the caged mew as he answered. Darkly he said, "You understand nothing. My
reasons are my own and nothing will stop me from my goal. You will die."

Sinking down into a sitting position, the purple pokemon began to cry. Through her tears she
sobbed, "Please don't kill me Daddy.... I don't want to die..."

Tac watched her carefully, his hard expression softening. He looked at the needle he held in his
hand, then back to Joey, who was now sobbing uncontrollably. He looked back and fourth
between the two while thinking to himself. After some thought, he set the needle down on the
table and unlocked the top of the cage and opened it. Gently Tac lifted Joey up. Upon being
lifted, Joey began to cry harder.

She's still so innocent, Tac thought while holding the sobbing mew against his chest in a hug. He
stroked her back and calmed her down with soothing words, as someone would do to a small
child. As he held her, he glance to the needle on the table. It would be so simple to just inject her
with the contents while she was absorbed in tears. She probably wouldn't even notice, with her
crying so hard. But then again, she was crying in fear of death. He couldn't kill her. He would
just have to find a way to keep her out of the way while he got rid of the others in Team
Rocket47.

As he looked down at her he saw that her sobs and tears had died down into a peaceful sleep. He
couldn't help but smile at seeing her curled up in his arms like that. she reminded him so much
of when she was much younger, before he had her begin training with her older brother. Now he
regretted starting her with such hard training at such a young age. She always had trouble
keeping up with Jake, but always insisted on continuing. He still should have stopped her. But
there was nothing he could do now, except spare her life.

***

"So that's what happened?" I asked wonderingly.

Joey was still looking up at the bottom of the bed above hers. Depressingly she replied, "Yeah,
pretty much. He kept me locked up in a warmer room of this house while he built this room.
Then I was locked in here."

"That's really sad," I said in attempt to reassure her. "If only anyone had known. Then Team
Rocket47 would have never fallen."

Joey frowned sadly. "Maybe. I can't believe they're all gone now. Magick, Queenie, Jads, Ira,
Dreana, Lisa..." She closed her eyes and choked back a sob.

"I'm sorry," I said helplessly.

She regained herself a bit then replied, "It's not your fault, you have no need to apologize. It's
Tac who should be sorry, but he's dead now too." She sighed sadly then continued, "I always
thought that someday the others in Tr47 would come and break me out of here. It was the only
hope I really had. But now that I know that they're all dead, I have nothing left to hope for other
then an eternity in this prison. Now I wish I didn't know."

I looked down to the purple blanket, feeling incredibly guilty. "Maybe I shouldn't have told you
then."

"No," She said softly, as if holding back more tears. "I take it back, it's better that I know. I
would rather know then believe a lie." She sighed sadly again.

In attempt to comfort the mew, I nuzzled her gently. She smiled slightly, then sighed. "It's nice
to see another pokemon. As I said before, It's only been Tac and Hiroshi. Sure Tac was ok to
talk to, but after he died it's been horrible. Hiroshi hates me."

"Well we have something in common," I said. "Hiroshi hates me too."

Joey laughed slightly and gave half a smile. "So why does he hate you? I know he despises me
because I'm his big sister and I'll always be better then him, even if I am locked up in here. I'm
not even sure why he hasn't just ignored me rather then get me anything I ask for."

"I don't think it's possible to understand that dweeb," I muttered.

She gave another half smile. "You're probably right. He's too weird for me. And a horrible
brother."

It was my turn to sigh. "I wouldn't know. I don't have any relatives," I said.

"No relatives?"

I shook my head. "At least not known. I suffered some memory loss as a kid. I don't even
remember being an eevee."

Joey looked at me curiously. "Pretty odd. But what is, is. And the current is would be us trapped
in here forever. Anything you wanna do?"

I stood up and hopped off the bed. "I want to escape."

"That's not very likely. With a barrier on the door, powers disabled, and five feet of steel and
concrete on all sides, it's impossible." Joey said gloomily while crawling onto a sitting position
at the edge of the bed.

I smiled to her. "Nothing is ever really impossible. We'll find someway to get out of here,
because I don't plan to sit in here and rot."

She looked at me curiously again, then smiled. "You remind me of myself, about 30 years ago.
You would have fit right in with Team Rocket47."

"Well I'm a member of the greatest team of pokemon around," I said proudly.

With a small smirk, Joey asked, "And what team would that be?"

"Dogs United."


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Authors Note: This fic has taken me FOREVER to write! Curse Joey's writers block! It
rubbed off on me! Well she did help, so I'm not supposed to yell at her. Some thanks goes to
Magick, because I faintly remember a conversation where she said it wouldn't really be
breaking the rules of having a fic entirely in first person if I added that flashback. Eh who cares.
If I forgot to give you credit, I'm sorry. Just tell me. And feel free to email me at
snuffles@dragonslave.com I like email. Ok, Peace, Love, and Kuririn!

(c) Kat Nabakainu
November 10, 2001

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