When Two Worlds Meet Pikachu Prologue Thursday November 3, 2005 As you may have noticed, I put off revising Love At Last for now. This series of mine is what I think to be some of the best work I’ve done but it doesn’t show that in the current format. So, hope you enjoy the first part of this newly revised series! It was just after breakfast. Brock had gone off to the stream to wash the dishes. Ash and Misty were just sitting around playing Ash’s favorite board game, Sorry! Ash was chuckling as he drew a sorry card. He looked at it for a second and then knocked one of Misty’s pieces off the board. Misty stared. “Ash! Come on!” Misty whined. Ash looked up and shook his head. “Is it my fault that you are lousy at board games?” Ash asked. Misty’s eyebrow twitched. “You little rat. You think you are so cocky just because you are winning at one little game!” Misty pouted. “Whereas you are being a crybaby about it and whining.” Ash retorted. Before either of them could say anything else, the whole game had been shoved back into the box. Brock had returned and was once again putting an end to their fighting. “You two are going to be the end of me if you keep this up.” Brock snapped. Misty got up and stormed into her tent. Ash followed her example and went into his tent. Why did everything have to be irritating? They were taking a perfectly deserved break from traveling in the most beautiful forests Ash had remembered. The fluttering Pokemon filled the air with a kind of resonating peace which he had been unable to enjoy so far. Ash sighed and looked out of the tent. At that moment, he wished he could be away from everyone and just have time to think for awhile. It was as he thought this that it happened. He felt himself be lurched from the sleeping bag and start to fly through a whirl of color. Ash tried to scream but couldn’t hear. He felt as if he was being sucked through a vacuum. Suddenly, before he knew it, he had fallen onto something soft. Ash was in a sort of daze as he looked around. It looked as though he had fallen into some kind of sleeping area although he didn’t know where. There were five four-poster beds situated throughout the room. The walls looked like stone that was in a Castle. He also saw the weirdest books entitled things like “A Beginners’ Guide to Transfiguration” as well as “One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi”. There were things on the floor that Ash assumed were robes of some sort which defiantly didn’t match with his trainer outfit of blue jeans or jean jacket. As he was trying to piece this all together, a boy about his height came walking into the room. He stopped and stared at Ash and Ash stared back. The boy was wearing robes which resembled the ones on the floor. He also had on glasses and had a peculiar lightning bolt shaped on his forehead… To be continued… Okay. So I extremely altered my previous explanation of how he got sent to Hogwarts but I like this one better anyway. :P The old one stunk. LOL! Well, review!