Memories of the Past, Long Forgotten
AAMRN

By Samantha Sad Eyes

blugurl182@chickmail.com ~OR~ horsewhispa@chickmail.com

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon. Man..These disclaimers are a pain in the ar$e 
but I'd rather waste my time writing them than getting sued.

NOTES: Okay..In the beginning is like a song/poem I thought about. 
Otherwise..ENJOY!

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I just want to escape
Escape from this world
Away from this place
Can you see the pain on my face?

Memories eating my soul away
I can't seem to find the day
The night eats me up and I'm lost again
Tell me..Is this the end?

Does it hurt to know your rotting away?
To find out..There'll be no other day?
No tomorrow..No future
Is this..my end?

Memories eating my soul away
I can't seem to find the day
The night eats me up and I'm lost again
Tell me...Is this the end?

Is this..my end?

	Her father? No..Her blue eyes searched for some reason not to call this 
man father. Horrfied..Terrfied of the truth, Misty got up and ran. Then, she 
fell. Not because of a rock or a root breaking through the Earth, but the man's 
hand clutched her ankle.
	"Please..Tell me. Is your name Misty? Misty Waterflower? Please! Tell me! 
I must know!" Misty let the tears roll down her pale face.
	"LEAVE ME ALONE! PLEASE! ASH! BROCK! PIKACHU! HELP ME-MPHFF!" Misty 
writhed and churned against the old man's grasp. How strong those arms were. How 
she wanted to stay in her father's arms..Yes. THis man was her father. But she 
couldn't..Feebily she touched a scar by her neck. It was still there, thank god 
it wasn't that visible. Misty felt a burst of anger at this. That scar was 
caused by a broken beer bottle that her father had wheeled upon her. Misty could 
never forgive him. 
	"Please Misty..Forgive me for being such a bastard." Misty looked into his 
black/blue eyes. She remembered a time long ago when those eyes sparkled when he 
saw her. Then..Her eyes saw Ash and Brock running towards her. How come her 
vision was so terrible? Tears? Were they tears?

	Ash recognized the scream. He could tell that scream from anything, it had 
it's own distinct pitch. Ash didn't care that he was in his boxers (Pikachu 
print = HAHAHAHA!), all he really cared about was getting to Misty. He could 
hear the pounding of Brock's feet behind him.
	"MISTY!" Ash leapt into the clearing and saw the man with Misty in his 
clutches. Was he rocking her? Yes, the man had Misty curled into his lap, and 
was rocking her gently. Cooing to her, the man looked up.
	"You go away and leave me and my daughter alone! You hear?" Misty 
panicked. What would her father do? What if he would let loose on Ash and Brock, 
like he used to do with her. She did the only thing that came to her mind..She 
bit down hard on his hand and cringed as the salty taste of blood ran thick in 
her mouth and covered her teeth.
	"OWWW!" THe man let loose and held his hand defensively. Misty rolled from 
his lap and stood up, crying and backing towards Ash.
	"You leave them alone Dad! Don't you touch them!" Ash looked at Misty to 
the man and back at Misty.
	"Mist what's going on?" Misty simply turned her back on her father. 
	"Let's go Ash..Brock." Misty started to walk away, cascade tears flowing 
down her more than ever pale cheeks. Ash watched the red head than turned to 
look at the man. Tears crept into Misty's dad's eyes. Before Ash could do 
anything, the man was up and running after Misty.
	"PLEASE FORGIVE ME! MY CHILD!" Misty turned around and glared at him with 
such hatred it made Ash cringe. Brock grabbed Ash's shoulder.
	"That must be Cas, the Ex-Cerulean Gym Leader. His wife died in a bike 
accident in 93. Ever since then, he's dissapeared. I don't know why Misty's not 
happy to see him." Brock amended. Ash watched, wishing to console Misty, to wipe 
her tears from her face and beautiful eyes.
	"Forgive you? Forgive you after all those years of abuse and pain! See 
this dad!" Misty held out her wrist where a long scar ran from it. "I did this 
to myself when i was 6! 6 years old! You know why? You and Daisy and Violet and 
Lilly all told me I would never be anything! That you wished I had never been 
born becuase I was a DISGRACE!" Cas's eyes filled with tears and they broke 
over. He broke down weeping.
	"I'm sorry Misty, i-"
	"You were always drunk. You'd take beer bottles and knives to me whenever 
you got the chance! The only time I ever came out of my room was when you were 
at the bar! And I'd wait up for you if you got home after midnight! And you'd 
beat me then! You'd try to kill me in my sleep!"
	"I was drunk!" He pleaded. Misty glared down at him, her tears drying.
	"How come Daisy, Lilly, and Violet never got beaten? How come they were 
never slashed by broken bottles or almost drowned in the Gym pool?" Ash walked 
up to Misty.
	"Misty..C'mon let's go." Cas looked from Ash to Misty.
	"No Ash..I'm not done yet. Dad..I HATE you..and I will NEVER EVER forgive 
you." Ash put an arm around Misty and tried urging her back to camp. She pushed 
him back. SHe had waited forever to give her father a piece of her mind and now 
that she was old enought o defend herself no one -not even the love of her life, 
Ash- would stop her. Cas stood up.
	"Misty..I need you..I can't live with what I did. I'll..I'll kill myself 
if you don't forgive me." Misty's glare eased, but her look of ice would never 
leave. She reached into her backpocket and took out a switchblade. Ash stepped 
back.
	"Misty..What the.." Misty threw the knife inches away from her father's 
foot.
	"I'll be watching.." She said, the ice layered thick in her voice.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! THE SUSPENSE SHOULD HAVE EATEN YOU 
AWAY BY NOW! Yes peeps..There's going to be more than just three parts this 
time. At least four or five. EMAIL ME AT MY NEW EMAIL ADDRESS SOMETIMES! IT'S 
horsewhispa@chickmail.com!!! Anyway..I need an idea for a Cross Over so you 
really really really have to email me.

Samantha Sad Eyes /;.;\