Epilogue

 

*5 days later*

 

Misty was still traumatized by the events. Still more so, by Ash’s last three words. Her every waking moment was spent either in grief, or in longing, longing for Ash to be back. Oh, what could have been. Her face was always tearstained.

 

Misty had bought the bike. A simple one. She gave the remainder to Brock. Brock, Prof. Oak, Ash’s mom, and Misty’s sisters had arrived just days before, and they didn’t know Misty. Usually talkative, she was now in complete silence. Only responding in one word sentences.

 

“Misty?” Brock said slowly.

 

“yes.” She replied.

 

“I think you should take a ride on your new bike. I’m sure it’s what Ash would have wanted.” He answered gently.

 

“yes.”

 

Misty stepped out of the Pokemon Center and got on her bike. She was still deep in thought about Ash. So deep in thought that she never realized that she was I the wrong lane, in the wrong direction. So absorbed was she that she never noticed the Semi. She never heard it honk, she only felt it hit her.

 

“I’m coming, Ash.” Misty thought before the darkness claimed her.

 

“We are here today to honor and remember Ash Ketchum and Misty Waterflower, who had only begun to live.”

 

Brock, Lily, Daisy, Violet, Delia… All those present bowed their heads. Professor Oak continued.

 

“Certainly, it was a fate was cruel to take two victims. Ash and Misty’s deep love  was well known by their relatives and friends, and it is terrible that it was only revealed as the master passed away. And so, we unite these two, and in death, they will be together, as in life.”

 

*The End*