My Travels with Ash and Friends
Ash's Scizor
Saved by the Belle (Part 6)
marcavincent@comcast.net
Crossover

			Day 3 (continued)
	The nearby window was spider webbed with cracks.
	"Logan!" The voice of a southern girl said, "Let him go." I 
turned my head and saw the girl who was in her late teens. A 
streak of white hair greatly contrasted the rest of her black 
hair.
	"Thanks," I said, wiping the sweat off my forehead. "I don't 
believe we've met. My name is Marc."
	"Ah'm Rogue, and this is Logan," she said, indicating the man 
who attacked me.
	"Yeah, we kinda met already," I half-joked. "So, Logan, 
what's with da claws?" Instead of answering me, he turned and 
walked off in the same direction that Xavier had gone.
	"He's a little...touchy about that," Rogue explained.
	"Oh," I said, "Well, I guess I'll see ya 'round." We walked 
until we got to an intersection and went off in opposite directions.
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			Day 4
	"Now focus..." Dr. Grey instructed. I closed my eyes and 
focused on my Pokédex. I opened my hand, ready to catch it. 
When I opened my eyes, the Pokédex was heading straight 
toward my waiting hand. "Good, now this time, don't close your 
eyes," she coached. This time I focused on my Poké-belt. It 
wizzed across the room and straight into my other hand. So, this 
is my special ability.  I thought. I have psychic powers...

			To be continued...
Ash's Scizor: *à la Elvis* Thank you, thank you very much.
Random reader: That was the worst one ever!
Psycho AS: +-_-+ What did you say?
RR: 0.0' *squeaky voice* Nothing...
Psycho AS: *smirks* Better.
Darth Vader: C8<] *resperator*
AS: I'd like to thank the Mage of Ice for his loyal reviews.
Psycho AS: He'd also like to say that if he doesn't get more than 1 
review a week, there'll be TWO of me!
AS: *clears throat* <_<
Psycho AS: Or not...