Well, I,m back and I have a good chapter for you. This is when the evil comes in, earlier than last time, huh. Brock finaly got a kiss from a girl! Huzzah! And Jamie and Gary got their well deserved hit right in the kisser! Double Huzzah! Now, I'm going to shut my mouth and here is part 2... @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Tracy: 15 years old Oni Guri (Evil Mark): 235 years old @Brock's house@ "So Mark, what made you be with these knuckleheads anyways." Brock sarcasticaly asked. "They are not knuckleheads!" Mark firmly replied. "Hey Mark, you never talked to anybody like that before. Whats gotten into you? You been acting like crap all the way to Brock's house." Misty said in a stern voice, "I had to put up with the same crap from Ash on our journies." "Hey, I represent that!" Ashsaid sarcaticaly SLAM, Mark's hands slamed on the table. "Ash, why do you need to act like an idiot?" Mark asked with an evil look. Ash looked at him with surprize. He started to cry. Mark, not saying sorry, just set back down and put his head on the table. Ash looked at him and thought about his own father. His own father died in a street fight in this town and for being cocky. Right then, he thought he heared his father saying "Don't cry... Ash" as he was dying. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT! YOU THINK YOUR SO THOUGH, YOU'LL NEVER MATCH AGAINST EVIL AGAIN!!! THEY'LL DESTROY YOU!!!" Ash yelled as tears rolled down his cheeks. Everybody, exceped Mark, looked at Ash with complete astonishment. No one saw Ash act this way. "Shut up, I'm not you and I'm not gonna lose." Mark said in a louder, more cockier,yet calm voice still with his eyes closed and head down. Ash was mad now. "JUST WATCHING YOU TICKS ME OFF!!! YOU GO AROUND, RUNNING YOUR MOUTH WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW A THING ABOUT THIS TOWN!!!" Ash yelled again, tears now exploding out of his eyes. "AND YOU DON'T KNOW A THING ABOUT MY EARLY LIFE!!! YOU'RE ALWAYS CLOWNING AROUND AND HAVING FUN! YOU DON'T KNOW A THING ABOUT SUFFERING OR LONELINESS OR WHAT MY LIFE USED TO BE!!!" Ash councluded his speech, but was still mad and crying. "Bravo, drama king." Mark sarcasticaly said in a stern voice. "What...did...you...say!" Ash replied between sobs. "So...you figure it's noble to star in a melodrama and treat everyone around you like guests at your pity party?" Mark growled. "Mark! Stop!" Brock commanded. Mark ignored him. Thinking about his father made him explode. Mark quickly put his head up, stood up.He had his teeth grinting. His face was scrunched up with rage and his eyes looked like he had 2 irises. The outer one was dark purple and the inner one was blood red. His puple looked as small as a pinhead. "IT TAKES A BIG MAN TO SIT AROUND AND CRY...YOU BRAT!!" Mark shounted back in a demotic voice, "YOU BIG, FREAKIN, CRY BABY!" Mark walked over to Ash, still sobing, and said, "You better watch your back, punk, or I'll be stabbing it." Mark then walked near the exit of Brock's house. Then May shouted, "Mark! You went too far!" but Mark kept walking. "I'll take a nap on the hammok to calm my nerves, no one wake me up, or I'll not let you see light again." Mark said to the gang with the same face that he made yelling at Ash. When Mark exited, Ash looked down at the floor and tightened his fists. From outside, Mark could clearly hear Ash yell, loud and clear, "YOU A** H***!!" When Mark was going toward the hammok, he caught site of a familar pokemon skech artist, Tracy. "Hey!" Tracy greeted happily and crossed Mark's path. "Get out of my way." He growled and pushed Tracy out of the way. @Inside the house@ "Ash, go in my room and sleep. It'll calm your nerves, like Mark said." Brock insisted. "Ok." Ash replied, still sobbing. "By the way, does Mark always act like this? I mean, come on! Girls I ask for a kiss don't give me THAT much hasle." Brock asked. "No, this is the first time. He was always a nice kid, maybe even a pushover! But I swear, if his pokemon were not sleeping or in their Pokeballs, then he would not have any pokemon." May explained. "I personly think it's the ring. It might of gotten into his head that maybe, some one might steal it. But, of course, thats just me." Misty told the others. Right then, Tracy came in. Brock greeted him and the others and all that other shpeal. "What was it with that kid out there!?" Tracy asked. "Did he have a read coat, a white T-shirt, a demotic like face, and a red bandana? If you said yes to all of these, then that was Mark Skech." May asked Tracy. "Yeah, that was him. What happened?" Tracy asked. Brock told Tracy the whole story. He left no detail out, or added one on. "Wow, that's harsh. How's Ash feeling?" Tracy asked again. "Terrable, he even cursed Mark out. But anyways, I have a trip planned and I want to invite you Brock. It'll be in Cinnibar Iland. We leave the next day." May explained until it was time for bed. @The next day@ "I'm feelin' like doing a ten mile sprint!" Mark said happily. Ash looked at him with anger. Mark didn't pay attention, not because he wanted to, but because he didn't realy know about what happened. Then the gang and Brock got on a privet plane, fit for about 5 passengers and 5 pokemon out of pokeballs. The gang all stared at Mark as a warning for not bursting into a tantrum. "Yo, why are you all staring at me?" Mark asked. "You don't know what happened?" Misty snapped. The plane then took off into the sun lit sky. At that very momment, A spirit emmerged from Mark's body. The spirit then started to matrialize into a solid person. The boy that stood there was 15 years old, had all the features Mark had, only the red color that were in his cloths was replaced with black. His face looked exsacly like the face Mark had when he was yelling at Ash, only the mad like mouth turned into a smirk. "Now! Oni Guri lives on!" He shouted. to be countinued @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Oh yeah, I have made one of my greatist cliffhangers! Well, Mark now has made an evil counterpart. But was it him who made him? You'll find out next time on The Snake Inferno Ring! Now keep on the reading dudes!(sorry I had to come up with one sooner or later) ^,^