Never been so beautiful
 Disclaimer: Pokemon does not belong to me, I never made it, I didn’t create it, 
so if your mad at the creators don’t grip at me!!

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Ages: Ash : 14 Misty: 14 Brock: 17


  Ash, Misty, Pikachu an Brock ran as fast as they could. The rain was getting 
so bad it was almost impossible to see anything, but they had to find shelter 
some how.
The storm was producing everything from hail and rain, to funnel clouds an 
hurricane winds. If they didn’t find shelter soon they could be stuck in the 
path of a tornado.
  “Ash, I see a light, it may be a house”, Brock shouted over the winds.
  “Let’s check it out”, Ash shouted back. They ran as fast as they could to 
where the light seemed to be coming from. It was a small stone cottage with a 
candle lit in the window. Ash knocked on the door while Misty look through the 
window. No one was inside. Ash opened the door an they quiet entered.
  “Hello, anyone here?”, shouted Misty as Ash struggled to close the door. The 
cottage was empty.
  “There has to be someone here, the candle hasn’t started to melt yet, so it 
was just lit”, said Ash.
  “Who cares, all I wanna know is if this place is safe”, said Misty.
  “Yea, it is, not even a tornado could knock this thing down”, said Brock as he 
looked around.
   “Then it’s final, we’ll stay here until the storm blows over, or at least 
till it qui..”, Ash was cut off by something falling from the shelf, “Guess the 
storm knocked this book down”.
   “Its... Silver”, said Misty in awe.
   “Yea, maybe it’s a spell book”, grinned Ash.
   “Don’t start wizard boy”, snarled Misty.
   “Well we won’t find out till we open it”, said Brock, grabbing the book from 
Ash and opening it.
   “wow, it must be old, an it’s got some weird saying in it or something”, said 
Brock, “While thy storm cover the sky, The earth shall no more be blessed with 
the beautiful stars, instead lonely scares, as thy hour glass turns, each grain 
of sand counting the seconds, minutes an hours of thy storm, thus the sky become 
mine”.
   “wow that’s harsh, whoever wrote this book really knew how to send a chill up 
your spine”, said Ash.
   “What... what if it’s true?”, said Misty.
   “Misty, come on, it’s only a poem or legend or something”, said Ash.
   “remember the last time we read a legend.... IT CAME TRUE”, shouted Misty.
   “Yea, well... let me see that book”, Ash said, snatching the book from Brock, 
“Up To the sky I shall fly, back to my kingdom in the stars, finally, the 
beautiful sky is ours. Thy spell can not be broken, until those faithful words 
are spoken”.
    “Ok, I admit that does sound a little like what’s going on now but, I’m sure 
it’ll blow over by tomorrow”, said Ash.
    ‘If it’s not then we probably got ourselves into another legend”, said 
Brock.
    “Why does this happen to us... all the time”, said Ash.
    “Because we are unlucky”, said Misty, “Now good night everyone”. Ash, Misty 
an Brock drifted to sleep. Brock was right, once again they’d gotten themselves 
into a legend, this one unlike any other. The storm blew all night, getting 
worse by the passing minute. Ash woke up to a humming sound, he looked over to 
the book an saw it was opened. He figured Misty had been looking through it, but 
he wasn’t sure why it was humming. He quietly crawled over to the book. He 
reached his hand out to close it an the pages began to turn. It stopped on a 
page with large red writing. Ash read aloud “To the shrine to right thy wrong, 
then to the sky to hear thy song, to the kingdom to seize thy majesty, then back 
down to end thy tragedy”. Ash didn’t quite understand it, but he figured he had 
to do something.
  “Do you know what shrine their talking about?”, asked a voice from behind, Ash 
turned to see Misty sitting up in her sleeping bag.
   “I’ve got no idea, but I hope it’s close, I don’t want to go to far in this 
storm”, sighed Ash. Ash and Misty put there coats on an grabbed their flash 
lights.
   “Brock, wake up, we have to go”, said Ash while shaking Brock.
   “Go where?”, yawned Brock.
   “We read some more of the legend, we have to stop it”, said Misty.
   “can we do this tomorrow”, yawned Brock.
   “No, now lets go”, said Ash.
   “Ok, fine”. Brock got up, put his coat on and followed Ash and Misty. The 
winds had stopped but everything else was getting worse. Brock remembered seeing 
what looked to be a shrine when they entered the forest. He figured he would be 
able to find his way if they went back by the cottage an went from there.
  “Guys, I know where there’s a shrine, but we have to head back to the cottage 
to find it”, shouted Brock.
   “Ok, lets go”, said Ash turning around an walking in the direction of the 
cottage. Brock led from there, and sure enough they found a shrine.
   “Now what?”, asked Misty.
   “Look around for writing like in the book or something”, said Ash. Brock had 
the book with him, he opened it to the page.
   “How are we supposed to get to the kingdom in the sky?”, asked Brock. Ash was 
reading some writing he had just found an everything went quiet.
   “Maybe, the storm stopped”, said Misty. The storm seemed to have been paused, 
the leaves that were blowing around had stopped in mid air an just hung there.
   “Guys, stay close... if we get separated we may never see each other again”, 
said Ash. A soft wind began to blow, it sounded like a girls voice quietly 
saying “come”.
   “COME WHERE??”, shouted Ash.
   “come....with me....”, whispered the voice again.
   “COME WHERE??”, Ash shouted again
   “Just....follow....”, whispered the voice again. A bright light flash past 
them a few times until they had no idea where they were. They were standing in 
space, the earth span beneath them.
   “We’re.... in space”, gasped Misty
   “But how can we breathe?” asked Brock. A girl appeared in front of them.
   “Because your the only ones who can help us...”, said the girl. Her baby blue 
hair was blowing, even though there was no wind. She was wearing a beautiful 
long silver and blue gown.
    “Why us?”, asked Ash.
    “Because you read the ledged, you opened the book”, said the girl.
    “No, the book fell off the shelf... we find it, it found us”, said Misty.
    “so, you won’t help...”, sighed the girl.
    “Well we’re already here so, we’ll give it a try”, said Ash.
    “Oh thank you, and my name is Taykomi, but you can call me Tay”, smiled the 
Taykomi
    “Ok, I’m Ash, this is Misty an Brock, now where do we go?”.
    “Just follow me Ash”, said Taykomi as she jumped up an began to fly towards 
a purple star.
   “Wow, I never knew the stars were colored”, said Misty, as she, Ash an Brock 
followed her. They landed on the purple star, the sky was purple, the ground was 
water, but some how you could stand on it.
   “AWESOME a water planet”, shouted Misty with glee.
   “More like Misty heaven”, laughed Ash. In the distance a silver an blue 
castle glittered with the two suns shining on it.
  “This place is so beautiful”, said Ash and Misty as they starred with 
amazement.
  “Ok, follow me, it’s quite a journey to Omor Castle”, said Taykomi as she 
began to run towards the castle, Ash an Misty followed....

 To Be Continued....

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