Operaton Veil: Rises and Falls of Fate

[E-102 Gamma]

Operaton Veil: Rises and Falls of Fate (PG-13)

Okay, this is my first fan-fic, so this won’t be as good as some of the more experienced authors.

Operation Veil: Rises and Falls of Fate

Prologue:

(Song: Team Rocket HQ, from: Pokemon FR & LG)

In a lab, not too far away from Cerulean City, scientists were working away at some tubes, one of the scientists (slumped down in front of what looked to be a DNA analyser) suddenly jetted from her seat, the scientist had long, purple hair, icily blue eyes, she was wearing work clothes, the top she wore was maroon and her trousers were a shade of indigo, and she wore a white lab coat which clashed with her outfit, she was medium sized, and looked like as if she was eighteen.
She rushed over to a small door, as she did, another scientist stopped her.

“Wait, it’s important, about the samples!” She protested, the scientist before her turned a bit pale and let her through.

She opened the door quickly to see a small, untidy office with nothing but papers and a small desk, sitting in a leather chair was a large figure.
His lower body was seen very easily, he wore some leather trousers and on his waist was a belt with different coloured spheres on it, his higher half was shrouded in the shadows, obviously not wanting to be seen.

“Sir, we’ve found something!” she said through quick breathing to show her excitement, the shrouded figure put on a small grin, showing pearly whites for teeth.

“You need to come with me!” The lady said, she rushed out the door, knocking what looked to be a diary to the floor.

Ignoring the diary, the shrouded figure took out a blue, red and white sphere from his belt, and with a show off pose, he called out,

“Tag, I summon you!”

He tossed the sphere in the air, and out of it appeared a small, blue creature.
It’s tail had a little eye on it, it had upside-down Vs for eyes and a silly grin on it’s face,

“Wynaut!” It chirped happily and followed the figure from behind, so that his face could not be seen.

The came over to a machine with small tubes on it, the lady scientist looked at him.

“Look at this, it seems that Team Rocket are not the dunderheads we thought there were --” She stopped to take out a tube with a picture of a Wynaut on it, she then continued,

“They’ve gotten DNA from Pokemon and have reprogrammed the abilities, meaning that certain Pokemon who aren’t capable of breeding will be able to have the ability of the normal species--” She took a breath before continuing,

“This could lead to creating hybrids, saving endangered Pokemon or--” She stopped suddenly.

“Go on!” The shadowed figure demanded, Tag playing around his jet black shoes.

“Re-creating the world’s strongest Pokemon!” She blurted out.

“You don’t mean?” He replied to her in fear, most of it in his now turned upside down grin.

“Yes!” She answered, this caused the unturned grin of the shrouded figure into an uncanny sneer,

“I approve of your work, perhaps we can become even greater than Team Magma and Team Aqua, we’ll call this project… Operation Veil!” The shadowed figure grinned at his own sinister title, but then he stopped.

“We need to test this on my Pokemon we need to check that Operation Veil isn’t Operation Frail , I’ve brought out Tag, just in case!” As soon as he’d said that, he knew that Tag had suddenly begun running slowly, but the figure grabbed him, and the struggles were only minor jolts to him.
Tag looked as the scientist took out an injection, she drained some of the Wynaut DNA from the tube and gave Tag a look that said,

“I’m sorry Tag…”

He tried to close his eyes, and waited as the pain from a sharp point jabbed his skin.
A few moments later, the pain had turned into a soothing rush in his blood, the shadowed figure smiled,

“Tell the others to begin work, and coffee breaks will be cut short to five minutes!”

The figure (still holding Tag) went back to his office, Tag stared at the room like he’d never seen it before, there was always kindness in his heart, but a question in his mind kept popping up,

‘Is my master evil?’ He thought, realising that he was on the floor, he noticed the small diary on the floor, he decided to have a peek, and using the one eyed tail of his, the diary opened up to reveal a page with bits burnt off.
Tag peered down at the diary, since he was intelligent, he could understand human writing.
The black ink showed him something, and this is what it read,

“Jan, 17, 1999

It’s terrible, I can’t believe my henchmen stole something, we were supposed to be peace colonists not robbers, but what they brought back was interesting, small DNA tubes with Pokemon inscribes on them.
We tried using them on ourselves but we lost valuable lives from the bio structure in the contraction.

Some of the DNA got on this paper and burnt up some of the writing, we think the cause to all of the deaths are to do with fire Pokemon DNA.
I have gotten my researchers and scientists to find a use for these items, and when they find something I will call out that little excuse for a Pokemon: Tag, he is my least loyal Pokemon and does not deserved to be unpunished…”

Tag stared at the last bit, thinking it was a lie, the things he did, was nothing but a bitter memory of the past.
All he did was investigate one of those DNA capsules on an island, he was curios while the scientists looked inside one of those tubes, and slipped onto one of the analysers, causing him to get mad.
The creature inside awoke and started to destroy the lab, miraculously, his owner survived, but at a terrible price of the lab.
Tag couldn’t believe what he was seeing, the anger began to rise, one word appeared in his head,

‘Revenge!’

Tag vowed silently that he would show his master how unloyal he could be, and at once, he began to form a plan to stop Operation Veil, and save those who hated it.
The shadowed person smiled,

“Operation Veil has begun!” He said and added a cruel laugh to his words, unthoughtful and unjustice, Tag also laughed silently, he was going to make his master eat his words.
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I know it's not very good, but it's not my opinion, please review!

 

[E-102 Gamma]

Okay, Chapter One is up!

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(Song: Flower Goddess, by: The Beijing Brothers)

Chapter One: The Shock

On the edge of Biker Road in Hoenn (Not on the map) two Pokemon friskily played in the sunlight, one was a purple rat with blood red eyes and fangs for front teeth (known as a Rattata), and the other one was a orange coloured bird (known as a Torchic) standing on two, chicken-like feet.
The Rattata was tackling the Torchic playfully, but something out of the of his eye caught his attention,

“Hey, what’s that flat grey…thing over there Sarah?” He asked Sarah, who looked at it with her black eyes curiously,

“I think it’s what mummy said, Roddy, I think it’s a rod!” She obviously hadn’t heard her mother correctly when she said that, the Rattata known as Roddy replied,

“Lets check it out!” He said playfully and rushed over to it.

It was longer than known, with white stripes painted on the ground they were interested in it at first until a horrible sight met Sarah’s eyes.
About halfway across the grey line, was the limp, flat body of a Zigzagoon, you could see a few of it’s bones, and it looked like a creature had trodden on it repedatley.
Tears began to well up in Sarah’s eyes, she’d hated death for a long time, and she hated seeing dead corpses too.
Roddy, on the other hand, let out a smile, but as soon as Sarah saw this, she tried to stop him,

“Don’t Roddy, don’t go out there--” She began, but Roddy interrupted her.

“Cool, I heard that you could get flattened by this grey road, and most live, I wanna try it!” He rushed onto the grey stuff, but nothing happened.

“Roddy, don’t do this, you could get hurt--” Sarah protested, but was interrupted once again,

“Maybe I have to jump on it?” And foolishly, Roddy began to jump up and down, unaware that a roaring could be heard in the distance, Sarah cried out,

“Roddy?, Roddy?, something’s coming, something’s coming your way!” Roddy looked a bit too late, Sarah closed her eyes and listened as sickening cracks rumbled in her unseeable ears, she opened her eyes to see that Roddy was gone, and in his place was part of his tail, and a red smear trailing away with the roaring monster that had just passed.
“RODDY?” Sarah asked in fear, looking at the smear and what was left of her friend, she tried to cry, but no tears came out, small movements came from a bush, Sarah turned around to see a big, black, shaggy furred dog with pointy ears and yellowish eyes, it sneered and said,

“Aren’t you a bit young to be out on your own little chick?”

Sarah wasn’t listening, she was busy thinking about what to say once she got home, after a few minutes she replied,

“N-n-no sir, I was with my friend, he was dancing on the rod and something took him away!” She sobbed, the dog-like creature put on a evil grin and in a fake voice, he comforted her.

“Your friend was very stupid, he is gone, but there is one way to get him back…” He caught Sarah’s attention and looked at him hopefully.

“How can I get him back Mr. Mightyena?” She asked him curiously.

“Call me Bronze, and the only way to get your friend back is to follow the grey line all the way to the blue mountain, inside a forest in the middle of the blue mountain, you should find a lake, all you have to do, is give something nice to the lake and it will grant you any wish you like…” Bronze waited for her answer, but then added,

“BUT, you can’t tell anyone where your going, or otherwise the wish won’t come true!” He watched as she became happy.

“Thanks Bronze!, thank you!” And with that, she began to follow the grey path, Bronze watched until she was gone, and then laughed evilly.

“I can’t believe she fell for that!” He laughed, then let out an ear spitting howl.
At his howl, four other Mightyenas came out of the shrubs.

“Boys, we’ve got some food, we need to take the quick route back so that when the little brat comes to grant her death wish, we’ll be ready to grant it!” He lead the way through some thickets on the other side of the path, his small group of wolf-like comrades followed.

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(Song: Team Rocket HQ, From: Pokemon FR & LG)

Back at the lab it was midnight, sudden movements could be heard coming from the janitor‘s closet, Tag began to draw his plans for the downfall, carefully, he didn’t make a sound, and with his new ability of Psychic from the DNA sample, he wrote down the plans, he was reading the old diary he’d found a few months ago with the ’disloyal’ writing in it, he was studying what humans did, and what his master knew.
He began to read silently to himself.

“June, 19, 2001

We’ve not found out anything from the knowledge of our real leader, my disloyal companion just made things harder for us, and Giovanni didn’t even care if we survived or not, now the only thing I want is to get back at that dunderhead for a leader.
We have found very little of the DNA samples, and we are thinking about throwing them out or selling them for a good price.
Life in my eyes is coming to an end, and I still can’t seem to find my life stone, it’s been gone for so many years now, soon enough, I will die.

Unlike anything, I seem to have Tag hanging around me like as if he’s a little duckling and I’m his mother, he’s beginning to p*ss me off like no tomorrow--”

Tag shuddered at the comment and continued reading.

“Once he’s old enough, I will throw him out and replace the little git with a Magby, so that it will become a Magmar, one of my favourite Pokemon. (next to Victreebel)”

Tag shuddered once again.

‘Is this really what my master thinks of me, a little git?’ Tag thought silently, immediately he came quietly out of his hiding place and back into his bed.
It was a little cardboard box with little support, he’d had it for a long time, obviously because one day he’d get into it and then it would shatter, and then his master would kick him out.

Slowly, he clambered into the unnatural bed and began to dose off, thinking of his revenge in the future.

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(Song: Quiet, from: Neoquest I)

In Pewter Cave, not too far from Pewter City, a small group of pink Pokemon, danced happily in the moonlight, crossing their fingers as the did so, these creatures had cat-like ears with brown tips at the end of them, they had two wings coming out of their backs and little black eyes with white pupils, as well as two cheek marks and they were singing,

“Cefairy, Cefairy…”
One of them, however, was not dancing at all as if it didn’t have anything to do with the others, a big Cefairy came up to him.

“C’mon Harquien, you need to dance so that Rukario will bless you with evolution!” The Cefairy boomed.
Harquien looked at his dad in disgust,

“I don’t believe that Rukario does this, I thin that what you believe is a big, fat lie!” Harquien watched as horrified gasps filled the cave in echoes.
Most just stared at him in disbelief while others shouted rude names that should not be typed at him.
A sudden gunshot brought everyone to attention and some people dressed in black, with a red “R” on their chests came through the mouth of a cave entrance.

“Gah, I remember coming here to collect some fossils, but that d*mn kid stopped us!” One man said, but the one beside him slapped him on the face.

“Shut it gayboy, do you want them to hear us, do you want every Pokemon in this mouldy old cave to hear us?” He whispered to the now aggravated comrade of his,

“Calm down you two, we’re only here because of the Boss’s orders” Another guy said, he drew out his gun and added,

“We just need one Cefairy’s DNA, and don’t capture one, it’ll make you look stupid and gay!” And bullet shots filled the cave, panic stricken Cefairys began running one way or the other.
Harquien watched as the small flock of pink suddenly left trails of blood, he immediately began running on all fours for the exit, only to have pain stinging in his right arm.
Looking down, he saw some blood dripping from the arm, and a small black object jammed in it.
He didn’t stop running until he was near Cerulean City, and that’s when one word appeared in his mind:

‘Revenge’

As soon as he got the bullet out of his wounded arm, Harquien slumped down, it didn’t matter if he was caught, and dosed off.

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(Song: Conquest, From Neoquest I)

Sarah ran on, through the now changed terrain, she hadn’t stopped for a while, and she began to feel tired, slowly, she slumped down onto the ground and felt like as if she was in heaven.
It was nice and hot for her, she didn’t need water, but her stomach rumbled at the thought of food, she tried to get up, but found she too tired to even do that, drifting off wasn’t hard, but just as she dosed off, a hand picked her up.
The hand was very sharp, like as if it had jaws, she then realised that they were jaws!
Opening her eyes, she could see Bronze, grinning evilly at her.

“Bronze, HELP!!!” She called, but the Mightyena growled happily,

“Change of path, the lake was a lie, but the wish part is true, if you have a death wish! Kill her boys!” Sarah realised that she was in the jaws of another Mightyena, the pressure began to build on her, but a sudden jerk tossed her to the ground.
She could hear sounds of yelping and growls, but she was beginning to faint, but the last thing she heard, was,

“Fear, for I am watchful!”

 

[mindripper]

Hi there. I think the main problem we have here is a lack of coherence, not in terms of structire, but from getting from point A to point B. You seem to be merely skipping from one point to the next, without pausing to tell us how you got there.

For example, with no lead in and foreshadowing, Roddy gets taken away. We were blindsided, but not really in a good way. We then go to Mr mightyena, whose inclusion may be important, but does not feel so as it feels random, instead of soemthing predestined during your own planning.

You can contact me, and I can go over some of the more basic errors and stuff. Better spacing also works.

 

[E-102 Gamma]

Chapter 2: The Musical Group

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(Song: Team Rocket HQ, from: Pokemon FR & LG)

Slowly, Tag brought out the diary, and with his Psychic attack, got a red pen from the desk, he began to write something, but he didn’t want anyone to see it, and made his way to the janitor’s closet.
He opened the door with his tail quietly, and laid down the diary next to his plans, opening the diary he came to a page that had red stains on it.

“Sep, 29, 2004

I can’t believe it, the little b*******d Tag, he ruined my project and completed it at the same time, I’m in hospital after being hit by the attacks and serious burns.
One day I will thank him before killing him, and then I will burn his corpse.

I dreamed of creating the world’s strongest Pokemon, and I succeeded!”

‘The world’s strongest Pokemon?’ Tag thought, but suddenly the door burst open to reveal someone in a grimy outfit holding a torch and shining it in his face, Tag was in shock and cried out,

“AAARRRG!!!!” The messy-dressed person grabbed him and the diary, then romped off to Tag’s master’s office, where he was thrashed down and kicked, for trying to bite the messy figure‘s hand.

The moon stared down coldly at Tag, it was like having someone stare at you rudely, and wouldn’t take their eyes off you.
Tag sighed to himself, nothing was going right so far, but it was Saturday, and the janitor hadn’t left yet because he had to work longer on that day, as a result, Tag had been spotted.
Now, Tag was waiting in his box for the janitor to tell his master what happened, and then he’d get it,

‘Maybe he won’t believe I was doing something wrong…’ Tag thought to himself,

‘Maybe he began liking me again!’ He began to perk up at his own thoughts, but a sudden banging of the door brought him to his doubts again.
Tag looked to see his master barging through the door in anger, not only that, but the diary was in his hand.
He opened it to see some red writing on the inside, it was scribbled badly, and you could tell it was done by a Pokemon.
It was unbearable to see, for inside was,

“I don’t care about you either, you b******d, I’m going to show you how wrong you are!

- Tag”

Now Tag was in deeper trouble than ever he had caused, fear began to mix with anger and his pain of the past had build up inside, he was about to unleash it when something stopped him.
A ripping sound had caught him off guard, he looked down to see his bed being ripped to shreds.
Tag was getting larger and larger every second, the heavy lump on his head folded back,
The happy little Vs for eyes turned sideways in a brain freeze-like position, the fixed smile suddenly turned to a plain, zigzagged look.
His tail now had two eyes, his feet were broader and he now had arms.
Tag looked at his master angrily, he was stronger, and now it was his turn to take over.
Tag the Wobbuffet was stronger than he’d ever felt before.
His master eyed him angrily, but to his surprise, Tag opened his mouth and hissed,

“I no longer take orders from you, for your anger you gave me, you shall pay, one day, when I have more strength, you will pay!” And Tag charged, deliberately missing his ex-master and shattered the window head first.
A small radar alarmed inside, but Tag didn’t care, so his wobbly feet began to take the first few steps to his victory.
The valley was dark and peaceful, like as if there was no human contamination, a few figures had gathered outside to see what happened, but found nothing but a bleeding Wobbuffet walking away.
Tag listened as they brought out their guns, but he simply shielded them off with a Counter attack, the different coloured veil made the bullets bounce off him, and without taking any notice of the insults he turned the corner, and began to head in the direction of Cerulean City.
Tag never felt better after doing that, even though he had some small cuts from shattering that window, a small shard had embedded itself deeply inside his third foot, but he wasn’t going to let it put him off.
He kept going, the pale moon watched him as the evening went on, he didn’t even stop when a Rattata offered him a few berries.
As Tag marched along, something stopped him in his path.
A huge oak tree stood in the middle of the exit.

“D*mn!” He muttered, coming up to the oak tree, he mustered up all his strength and tried to push the tree out of his way, but alas, it wouldn’t budge.
He tried again, gripping hard, still it wouldn’t give way, on the third try he heard a Liverpool accent speak up,

(Song: Yellow Submarine, by: The Beatles)

“All right there mate?, you look like you need some help!” The sound came from a Bellsprout, behind him were a couple of Beedrills.
Tag looked at them, perplexed at the strange and so familiar accent, he suspiciously answered,

“Tell me who you are and then I’ll spill the beans!” At his words the Beedrills and the Bellsprout got into a circle, the Beedrills began to sing,

“Well, we’re a gang y’see, we’re into music, so we called ourselves ’The Beatles’ after that hit music group, we learned to get the Liverpool accent of theirs and began to sing their hit songs!
I’m Paul, the ringleader--” The Bellsprout pointed to himself with the leaves of his hands,

“--Then there’s Ringo--” He pointed to a slightly greener Beedrill with blue eyes and a ring on his stinger, who waived at him with one of his drills,

“--and John!” He then pointed to a slightly bigger Beedrill, who also waived,

“Isn’t there supposed to be one called George?” Tag asked Paul curiously,

“Nah, well there was, but George got captured by one of them dunderhead trainers!” As soon as Paul said that, Ringo and John put one of their drills to their hearts to show respect,

“Okay, we’ve done our part, it’s your turn to do yours!” Paul sparked happily,

“Well, my name is Tag, and I came from a lab not too far from here, my trainer hated me--” he watched as Paul began to get interested, then continued,

“--I was a Wynaut back then, and when I found out that my master hated me, I began to plan revenge, but he found out.
So when I got really mad, some of the anger went into a store in my mind, waiting to lash out, using the energy, I evolved into a Wobbuffet, breaking out of that lab was a miracle for me--” He took a breath before continuing, but was interrupted by Paul,

“I was owned by a trainer too, but he taught me a move that could cut trees down, you can continue” Tag took another breath,

“I travelled on the path that would take me to Cerulean City, but it seems this tree is blocking my way!” Tag pointed to the big oak tree behind him, and with a less suspicion, he asked them,

“Can you help me out, if I don’t get through then my plan won’t succeed!” Paul looked at the tree with a plain look on his face,

“No worries mate, I can do this easily!” Paul let out two sharp leaves which split the tree in half, then Tag turned towards Ringo and John,

“Would you be so kind to recruit some Pokemon for me?” Ringo and John looked at each other and replied.

“What’s the message we have to spread?”

Tag answered,

“Tell them that I’m willing to recruit some Pokemon so that they can help save others from Operation Veil!” He watched as the two bee-like critters murmured, then Ringo called out,

“I’M WILLING TO RECRUIT SOME POKEMON SO THAT THEY CAN HELP OTHERS FROM OPERATION VEIL!!!” He was shouting his head off when John hit him on the head and hissed,

“Not that loud idiot!, he means we have to find Pokemon and lead them to where Tag and Paul are going for the night!” Ringo’s eyes widened and then he muttered,

“Sorry…” The two sped off into the night sky with their wings now looking like tiny stars.
Paul and Tag began to slip into the tall shadows of Cerulean City’s houses, slowly, they shuffled their way through the quiet street.
After what seemed like hours, the two found a, small, dark alleyway in the middle of two bungalows.

“This will do for the night, make yourself at home…” Paul sarcastically whispered.
Tag found a small dustbin bag full of rotten garbage to sleep by, and since he had no nose, he could bare the smell, and too tired to even talk, Tag fell into a deep sleep.
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Okay, reveiw at your leisure!