*/ In the End \*

A/N: (These are my thoughts) "These are characters thoughts"

Duh, I don’t own pokemon, nor the other way around (^_~)

OK, so I’m not a big talker. Well on with the story…

*/ The fall \*

I woke up to the shudder of Misty beside me, she must’ve had a bad dream because she woke with a scream. It wasn’t the kind of scream she used when bugs came (Haha, she doesn’t scream, she squeals), but more of a scream like someone died "Misty what’s wrong?" I asked her, half asleep. "I…I Had a terrible dream. You… you and Brock were dead and…and…" She didn’t finish her sentence because she started to bawl… loudly. Loud enough to wake Brock, and he’s a heavy sleeper. "Okay, Ash, what’d you do now?" Brock asked me in an accusing voice. "I didn’t do anything, she woke up from a bad dream." "He’s right." I hate it when she does that "Whoa, Misty you scared me." Brock spoke up startling me just as much as Misty. I looked at my watch. 5: 56 AM. I’m not gonna be able to get to sleep, so I got up and went outside (They’re in a cave, just so ya know). I walked to the edge of the cliff, overlooking the lake we passed. "Hello, Misty." I spoke trying to scare the one who tried to scare me. "Ash, don’t do that, you scared me." Heh, it worked. "I hope you don’t mind but… You’re it!" I jabbed my hand at Misty, tapping her shoulder, then bolting like lightning. But when I felt the rock under my feet, I… sort of knew what was coming. Then everything went black.

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It was these events that led to where I am now, but as you know there is more to this story to tell. I just wish that ‘he’ would not find me. Seeing as how my time here is near an end, I will leave this story to another, so as there can be two sides to this story.

*/ End part 2 \*

So ya likes?

I like the idea, so naaaaa!!!

I really, really , really hate writers block, I’ve had it for two days now, but now I am over that and happy.

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