Hero
by PurePsychicEspeon
Disclaimers: I do not and never will own Pokemon. Get it? Got it? Good. Now I won’t have to repeat it…
Author’s Note: This is a squeal to Faith in a Child. It’s gonna be rather sad in some parts and mushy in others. Nothing that would be over a PG rating…except for maybe the deaths…hmmm, maybe I should rack the rating up higher…nah. Oh and those waiting for Deadly Dreamer to finish. It might be not be…I think I am giving up on it. Most of the time I have my stories completely planned out. I just couldn’t get a middle section of the story worked out. Don’t be surprised if it will be taken off. It wasn’t that great of a story idea any way. lol. Oh, and one more thing. This is another dimension that they are entering. Ashton is now Ashura. Ashura is the smarter and more sensible half of Ash. Ashura has dark blue eyes. Ashton (or the Ash in the TV show) has amber. There are also differences in other characters as you will see. Zai doesn’t exist in this world that he enters. That side of him died. So Jeffery is still alive. Some changes are for the better…some aren’t.
Zai’s eyes fluttered slowly opened to see nothing more then the abyss that surrounded him. His eyes closed again. Time seemed to hover in place. Zai wished for hope of being shown light. The worst torture in the world was the loss of all senses except for thought. Lost in your mind forever. Zai’s black eyes opened once more. This time a image wafted tantalizing Zai’s mind. He had been in darkness so long it didn’t seem possible. Too breathtaking to have ever existed. Zai reached out for it find a breeze of night air. He fell to all fours onto the lush green grass. Zai inhaled and exhaled deeply the smell of the satisfying night. His hands clenched the warm grass with determination. He could feel what year it was. He had been transported into the past by several years. He took another deep breath and closed his dark eyes gently. He was very near Pallet town. Ash must be a small child now. Maybe the same age as when he first tried to kill the brat. Something was different here. It wasn’t the same world. It was different some how. Like maybe a different dimension?
Zai opened his eyes again and glared at the pin picks of houses in the distance.
“If I can’t get my revenge on the Ash of the first dimension… I’ll just have to kill him in this one.”
Delia stoked her baby’s cheek softly with one hand. The five year old lay in a deep slumber like a angel from above. He was even more of a seraph in the day. He was so smart for a child his age. Delia didn’t understand how he could be so bright and able. Nothing seemed to dampen his sprits. And his heart was purest of pure. He could nothing to harm anyone. She stroked his soft black hair and smiled when he yawned and grabbed her hand with his two tiny ones. He hugged her hand to his chest and whispered,
“I love you, Mommy.”
“I love you too, Ashura.” Delia smiled.
Ash let out another tiny yawn and loosened his grip just enough for Delia to slip away. She flipped the top back of their music box. The lullaby rocked through the room harmonizing with Ash’s breathing; filling Delia with pride and happiness in her boy. Her deep blue eyes darkened, fixing on the dark storm clouds that were drifting over the mountains. She walked over to the slightly opened window and lowered it till it was shut and locked tight. Something deep inside her filled her with doubt and uncertainty. She didn’t know why…
Zai hoped to make this quick. Nothing bloody. Not commotion. He would just silence Ash quickly and quietly. Zai’s cruel haunting eyes stopped firm on a pretty cottage with an Ash tree in front. He scanned up to the middle window on the top floor. There Zai could sense Ash’s presence…or was it? Strangely, this boy was similar to Ash but there was a slight difference…
The blinding light dimmed in till it was just a small orb surrounding the crystal. Ashton stood with his eyes shut, the orb suspended in the gap between his hands. A heavenly song wafted through the air. No one dared to speak…
A air current rushed around the small boy engulfing him in the small tornado…
“He is the one!” Some strange man whispered in disbelief.
The tornado slowly died and Ashton stood with his eyes till shut. The glowing crystal still in his grasp.
‘What’s going on?!’ Ashura screamed in his mind. He knew that this had never happened to him before…then why could he see it happening? Was this to happen in the future? Or was it to happen to someone else?