A VACATION FOR LURVE
Part 7
~ OK, as always, I don’t own Ash & co. but I do own Dylan, Brad, Rachel, Corrie and Jen. This time in A Vacation for Lurve, a tragedy happens to one of our heroes.
Ash/Jen- 15
Misty/Dylan- 16
Brad/Rachel- 16
Tracey/Corrie- 17
Narrator: Last time the group of eight were having fun at the swimming pool, setting aside their differences. They decided to play a game of Forty Forty In and Ash volunteered to be it. Once everyone apart from Misty had got to base, Ash went back under the water in search for her. Once finding her, the two ended up with lips entwined against the other. Whether it was a real kiss or Misty wanting to give Ash air we don’t know. Then, another bizarre incident occurred when Ash found two spare Pokeballs in Misty’s bag. What IS going on?
We find Ash, Misty, Tracey, Dylan, Jen, Corrie, Rachel and Brad sitting on a round table eating their lunch. The only ones talking were Rachel and Brad. The rest were engaged in their thoughts.
Misty: (thinking) What am I going to do? Ash almost saw what I was hiding from him. Oh my God! I kissed him! Well, sort of anyway. Did he kiss me back? I hope so. Why did he run after me once I left the pool? Why DID I leave the pool? I left the pool because I was scared of what he would think. Why did I do that!?! Was it my imagination or were we about to kiss again outside the elevator? Oh what am I thinking! Ash would never do anything like that. He’s too immature. I probably scared him to death! Oh I wish he could understand how good it feels to be in love….
Tracey: (thinking) I am totally confused. I mean, what’s going on with Ash and Misty? Before we left Trovita Island they were normal. Then once we left, Misty was really quiet. Definitely not her normal self. Then, when we arrived here she goes off with this so called friend of hers and Ash gets all weird. Maybe he’s jealous and my suspicions about those two are right…..
Corrie: (thinking) I wonder why everyone is so restrained. Hardly anyone has said a word apart from the two blabber mouths over there. (looking at Rachel and Brad) Hmm, I wonder how long their relationship is going to last this time...
Jen: (thinking) Just look at him! How could Misty not go for Ash? He’s so cute! Oh but I don’t have a shot with him. He’s probably in love with Misty. I sometimes think if she’s the only thing he thinks about…
Dylan: (thinking) I hope Misty can make up her mind soon. I really want her to join me on my Pokemon journey. She would be so much help. Cheering me on at the side lines, congratulating me with a kiss once I won…. Oh that would be bliss. I wonder what’s keeping her from her decision. I don’t see Tracey or Brad as a problem. Maybe it’s because of Ash. Nah! Couldn’t be… could it?
Ash: (thinking) Did she really kiss me? Well, whatever it was, it was nice. But what is she hiding from me? What were in those Pokeballs. Maybe it was some new Pokemon she had caught or maybe Jen’s right and they were empty. Pikachu must know what are inside them otherwise he wouldn’t of attacked me like that. How come she can tell him but not me! I wander if Dylan knows about them. Probably. (jealous) Those two have been getting too close for me to handle lately. But then…. why did she kiss me?
Time flew as they were slowly gobbled up in their thoughts and before they knew it, everyone had finished their lunch in the Glass Café. The weather had turned ugly as it poured down with rain. A storm was approaching and was predicted to arrive in the evening. It was already 4:00 p.m.
Tracey: So guys, what are we going to do now?
Rachel: Hey Ash, you said you were a Pokemon trainer right?
Ash: Err, yeah that’s right.
Rachel: How about challenging our very own Dylan here to a battle. I’m sure he’ll be a worthy opponent.
Tracey: (surprised) There’s a Pokemon Battle ground here?
Corrie: Yeah! It’s right next to the pool!
Rachel: What do you say Dylan? Wanna have a battle with Ash?
Dylan had an arm wrapped around Misty’s waist, which got Ash extremely annoyed. He stared at them, anger boiling inside him.
Ash: (Thinking) If I win a match against Dylan, it will put him in his place and I will be impressing Misty at the same time. This will be my chance to show them all how much determination I have!
Dylan stopped in his tracks causing Misty to stop with him. He looked her in the eyes and then looked at Ash.
Dylan: OK. I’ll battle you Ash, but on one condition.
Ash: What’s the condition?
Dylan: We put a bet on the line.
Ash: (confused / worried) A…. Bet?
Dylan: Yeah a bet. ( to everyone around them) Could you guys leave us alone so we can discuss this?
Tracey, Jen, Brad, Rachel, Corrie and even Misty all shot Dylan a confused look. He simply smiled and motioned them to leave. Dylan gave Misty a small kiss on the forehead before she too turned and left the two alone. She looked back carefully and her eyes met with Ash. She quickly turned her head around, remembering the kiss they shared and continued to leave. Dylan casually walked up to Ash and informed him of his idea.
Dylan: (informing) I’m no fool Ash. I know you have the hots for Misty and before you deny it, do me a favour and don’t open your mouth. I’ve seen the way you look at her. It’s the same way I look at her. Don’t tell me you don’t fancy her because I know you do.
Ash stood completely stunned by Dylan’s words, but he knew he couldn’t lie on this account.
Dylan: She must mean a lot to you……
Ash: (blushing / confused) I don’t get it. If we’re supposed to be organizing a bet then why are we talking about Misty?
Dylan: Because Misty is the bet.
Ash: (shocked) What!?!
Dylan: You see Ash, I have asked Misty to join me on my own Pokemon journey, but something is keeping her from making the right decision.
Ash: (angry) The RIGHT decision would be to stay with me!
Dylan: (ignoring Ash’s comment) So what I’m suggesting we do is if I win the battle, I get Misty and if you win, I’ll back down. Do we have a deal?
Ash: (concerned) Dylan, Misty isn’t a trophy that you can win. She’s a human being. We can’t make any decision for her.
Dylan: (threatening) So you’re saying that you’re afraid to battle me because you know I’m gunna win Misty? Is that it? (laughing) Really that’s quite pathetic!
Ash: (angry) I’M NOT AFRAID OF ANYTHING!
Dylan: (holding out a hand to seal the deal) So you accept my offer?
Ash reluctantly shock Dylan’s hand agreeing to the bet he had suggested. They then walked back over to the rest of the group.
Jen: (jumping up and down) So, what’s the bet, what’s the bet, what’s the bet????
Dylan: That’s for us to know and you to find out later.
Jen: (to Ash) Oh come on Ash, you can tell me.
Ash said nothing and only stared at Misty. Nothing this important had ever been on the line before. OK, so betting all of his badges he had won against that trainer with the Marrowak was kind of important, but if he lost, he could always get more badges. This was different though. This time, a friend is on the line. And not just any friend, it was Misty, the first person he had ever had feelings towards. He watched Dylan stride towards her, swinging his arm around her shoulders. Ash carefully observed her face and saw she was uncomfortable with Dylan’s arm being in the position that it was. Togepi as always giggled the way it does and Pikachu ran up to Ash.
Pikachu: (whispering in Ash’s ear) Pikachu? (What did you bet on?)
Again, Ash said nothing and only walked out from the group surrounding him and made his way outside. Pikachu ran after him causing everyone’s attention to focus on Ash.
Jen: (concerned) What’s wrong with him?
Ash pushed some heavy glass doors leading to the outside of the resort. The storm, as predicted, had arrived. It rained lightly and soon, Ash’s clothes were very damp. Pikachu rest on his shoulder in the darkness of the storm, obviously very worried and concerned about his trainer and best friend.
Pikachu: Pika pi? (What’s wrong Ash?)
Ash: (upset) Dylan and I made a bet that if he wins, (sighed) he gets Misty.
Pikachu: (very shocked) PIKA! (WHAT!)
Ash: I don’t know what to do Pikachu. I don’t want to lose her but I don’t want to win her either. At least, not like that.
Pikachu: (angry) Pika Chu Chu Pikachu Ka Chu Pika Pi!? (How could you have made a deal like that!?)
Ash: (shouting) I don’t know! (normal voice / getting quieter) I just don’t know why I did it….
The rain started to pour even harder. Ash and Pikachu were both soaking wet but they didn’t care. This had now turned into a serious problem. The glass door behind them opened.
???: (concerned) Ash, what are you doing out here in the rain?
Ash whirled round with Pikachu still on his shoulder. Once realizing who it was, Pikachu jumped off it’s trainers shoulder and back into the resort, leaving the two alone.
Ash: Hi Misty.
Ash turned back round and lent against a wooden style leading to the Mountains. Misty, slowly getting wetter and wetter, joined him and the two watched the overhead storm form around the Mountains.
Misty: Are you going to answer my question?
Ash: (looking at Misty) I’m just thinking.
Misty: (smiling) We both seem to be doing a lot of that recently.
The two laughed silently and continued to stare into each others eyes. They seemed to get lost in the moment, never wanting it to end. Misty blushed and then turned away, looking in the opposite direction to where Ash was standing.
Ash: Why do you do that Misty?
Misty: (still looking away trying hide the blush) Do what?
Ash: Look away from me.
Misty turned, facing Ash once again. She search his face with her eyes and noticed that he was deadly serious. His hair drooped out of his cap, dripping from the rain. His clothes clung onto him, tightening his boy-shape figure.
Misty: (lying) I… I don’t…(big sigh) ….. I’m not sure.
Ash continued to look at her face. A drop of water rolled down her forehead and down her nose, finally dropping off back to the ground.
Misty: (abruptly) I lied to you.
Ash was snapped out from his dream and was placed back into reality. It was his turn to search her face with his eyes, looking for an answer.
Ash: What do you mean you lied to me?
Misty: About my parents. Ash, my parents didn’t get a divorce.
Ash looked more intently at Misty and saw another drop of water run from her eyes. This time, it wasn’t the rain. It was a teardrop.
Ash: (concerned) I.. I don’t understand.
Misty: (weeping) I’ve never t-told anyone this before, but I feel as if …I…I can trust you.
Ash stepped closer to Misty and placed a hand on her shivering arm. To Misty, the hand was warm and comforting as it rubbed up and down, slowly warming her up, both on the inside and outside.
Ash: (quietly) What are you trying to tell me?
Misty: (still weeping) Three years ago, my parents were…(tear rolled down her cheek) … they were murdered.
Ash: (very shocked) Oh my God. Misty, I’m so sorry.
Misty: (weeping) And if that isn’t enough to shock you Ash, …….. the murder was done in front of me.
Ash: What?
Misty: (crying) My parents were killed in front of me, Ash
Ash was completely speechless. He saw the tears swell up in her eyes and roll down the side of her face. He moved closer and held her, rubbing her back affectionately. Misty’s arms went up around his neck and her head rested on his left shoulder.
Misty: (between sobs) That’s why… I ran away…. From home. I couldn’t take the pressure…..that everyone was putting on me.
Ash: (soothingly) Shhhhh. Don’t talk Misty. It’s OK…
They stayed like that for a few minutes, Ash comforting Misty by caressing her in his arms. She started to move her hands towards her face and dry off the tears (in which there was no point because of the rain). She started to settle and then pulled away from his caressing arms.
Misty: I’m so sorry I lied to you. Can you ever forgive me?
Ash: (sigh) If only you can forgive me first.
Misty: (confused) Wh-what do you mean?
Ash walked past Misty causing her to turn around and face his back. He hung his head low and kicked the mud from beneath him.
Ash: The bet that I made with Dylan, it…. It concerns you.
Misty: (sniffing) Now I’m the one that’s confused. What’s a bet between you and Dylan got to do with me?
Ash: (regretfully) Misty…. You are the bet.
Misty: WHAT?!?
Ash: (turning around) Please, don’t be angry with me. (rushing his words) It was Dylan’s idea. I didn’t want to do it but, he forced me into it.
Misty: (calming down) What exactly was the bet? Word for Word.
Ash: (sighed) If he wins, he gets you…
Misty: WHAT!!!
Ash: ….And if I win, he leaves you alone.
Misty: (very enraged) WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT!?!
Ash: (annoyed / raising his voice) DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO AGREE TO A BET LIKE THAT?!?
Misty held her anger back, trying to make sense of this. He was really telling her the truth.
Misty: (coldly) What gives you two the right to use ME to settle your differences? You don’t own me!
Ash: I know that already Misty. I don’t think of you like that at all!
Misty: (normal tone) Then….. then what do you think of me?
Ash was silent. He couldn’t tell her the truth, not yet. But he couldn’t lie either thanks from a previous mistake. He stood there, trying to think of what to say or how to change the subject when the door from the resort opened.
Tracey: Come on you two! You’re gunna freeze if you stay out there any longer.
Tracey held the door open for Ash and Misty, willing them to come back inside. Ash sighed when he saw Misty turn and make a run for the door. He followed her in and came face to face with Dylan and the rest of the group.
Dylan: Misty your soaking wet! What were you doing out in the storm?
Misty: (to Dylan / coldly) How could you?
Dylan: Huh?
Misty: Ash told me about the bet.
A cold and frosty look was shot at Ash by Dylan. His blue eyes turned to ice and froze Ash right on the spot, unable to move or speak.
Tracey: (interrupting) Erm, did we miss something?
Tracey, Corrie, Brad, Rachel and Jen all enclosed on the situation, wanting to find out specifically what was happening.
Misty: (sighed) Ask them.
Misty pointed to Ash and Dylan and turned away from them, picking up Togepi who was playing with Pikachu on the floor, and walked off to the nearest café.
Dylan: (threatening) Nice going Ash.
Ash: It wasn’t me who made that stupid bet!
Tracey: Calm down guys. Look, maybe it’s none of my business but if you’re hurting Misty’s feelings, I suggest you quit it right now!
Tracey then ran after Misty and followed her into the same café where they ate for lunch. Pikachu followed him.
Brad: What have you two got to say about yourselves now?!
Dylan: Nothing! The match still stands and so does the bet!
Ash: (frustrated) Are you crazy?!?
Dylan turned on Ash and poked his chest threatening him to not to back down.
Dylan: (evilly) We ARE having that match Ash. You agreed to it!
Dylan turned away and started to walk in the opposite direction towards the elevator. He stopped half way and rotated, facing Ash again.
Dylan: The battle will start in half an hour. Be there or lose the bet.
He went into the elevator leaving Ash painfully stabbed with a difficult decision. To battle or not to battle, that is the question.
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Misty sat down on the very same circular table as she had ate lunch on and placed Togepi on it. She couldn’t believe them. How could they do that to her? Put her on the line and decide her life for her? Ash and Dylan had really done it this time. But, Misty couldn’t help but feel flattered at the same time. They were willing to battle FOR her. Misty expected such from Dylan but not from Ash. Did this mean he really did care about her?
???: Are you OK Misty?
Misty’s head turned and came in sight of Tracey standing in front of her, holding Pikachu in his arms. Pikachu jumped from Tracey and onto the table where Togepi was placed. The two played with each other whilst Tracey sat down, opposite Misty.
Misty: Yeah I’m fine.
Tracey: Misty, please tell me, what’s been going on?
Misty: To be quite honest, I’m not really sure.
Tracey was just about to comment again when five familiar faces appeared around the table. Misty looked to the left of her and there sat Ash, a pleading look on his face. To her right was Corrie. Brad, Rachel and Jen occupied the others seats around the table.
Ash: (pleading) Forgive me?
Misty: As long as you forgive me.
Ash: (smiling) In that case, I forgive you.
Misty: (smiling back) I forgive you too.
Misty and Ash continued to smile at each other until Jen interrupted them.
Jen: So what was the bet about?
Misty: Me.
Jen: (not particularly surprised) Oh.
There was a small silence.
Corrie: Ash, what are you going to do? Dylan still wants to battle you.
Ash: I don’t know.
Misty: (annoyed) What do you mean ‘I don’t know’! I’ll tell you what you’re gunna do! Your going to face him and battle him and you’re ganna win!
Ash: But Misty…..
Misty: No buts’ Ash Ketchum!
Ash: But…
Misty: No buts’! (sigh) I want you to battle him.
Ash: Why?
Misty: Because….(warmly) I want to see who would have won if the bet was still standing.
Rachel: But Misty, Dylan said the bet still stands.
Misty: What?
Brad: The bet is still on. Ash and Dylan agreed to it so it can’t be broken.
Misty: (puts her head and her hands / sarcastically) This isn’t happening…..
Tracey: I don’t see why the bet should stand if Misty hasn’t agreed to the terms.
Jen: Tracey’s right. Misty, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.
Misty: (lifting her head up / frustrated) I think I’m getting a headache.
Corrie: The battle starts in 5 minutes. What are you going to do?
Ash: (determined) The only thing I can do.
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Misty glanced to the left hand side of the open air arena. There he stood, cap about to blow off in the eye of the storm. He held it tight with his hand, keeping his eyes on his opponent. The rain had died as the real force of the storm approached. She jumped and clung on to Tracey’s green T-shirt as a loud roar of thunder clashed overhead.
Dylan: (shouting over the wind) How about a three on three, no time limit?
Ash: (shouting back) Sounds good to me!
Togepi propped it’s head out of Misty’s backpack, curious to what was going on.
Misty: Stay in their Togepi. I don’t want you to get hurt.
Togepi agreed with it’s mother’s wishes and slipped back inside. Misty then reverted her attention back to the battle where Dylan was about to call out his first Pokemon.
Dylan: Go Arcanine!
Ash: How predictable! Go Squirtle!
Both Pokemon emerged from their Pokeballs and started to stare each other down, waiting for their masters commands. Arcanine was a good 5ft taller than Squirtle, which gave Dylan a slight advantage.
Dylan: Arcanine! Fry that turtle with Flame-thrower now!
Ash: Squirtle, Hydro Pump!
Arcanine opened it’s mouth and out came the vigorous attack. Squirtle jumped up into the air and recoiled itself in it’s shell. It span in a clockwise direction releasing powerful water attacks from each of the holes in the shell. One attack hit against the other and it cancelled out. Squirtle returned to the ground and popped out of it’s shell.
Ash: Nice work! Now skull bash!
Dylan: Arcanine! Hit it with Fire Blast!
Squirtle lowered it’s head and surge of white energy surrounded him. It lunged forward unaware of Arcanine’s mighty Fire Blast. Squirtle was engulfed by fire and emerged not able to move due to it’s burns.
Ash: (worried) No! Squirtle! (got out it’s Pokeball) Return Squirtle!
Dylan: Hah! Not so confident now are we?
Ash: Try and beat this! Go Snorlax!
Dylan: Go Venusaur!
Ash: (shouting) Snorlax Body Slam!
Dylan: Venusaur, counter with Vine whip!
Snorlax charged forward making the ground shake. It heaved it’s arms up and let it’s weight guide itself towards the enemy. Venusaur’s vine whip made contact with Snorlax, flinging him against the ground. The attack did little to him so Snorlax managed to get up.
Ash: Come on Snorlax! Fight back with Mega Punch!
Snorlax tried again and successfully hit Venusaur with it’s Mega Punch. Venusaur took the hit but was still able to fight.
Dylan: (to Ash) That was a lucky shot! Venusaur Razor leaf!
Venusaur obeyed it’s master and shot out a series of spiralling leaves towards Snorlax. It hit dead on but only got absorbed by the bulking body.
Ash: HA! Too bad you didn’t know that Snorlax absorbs that attack!
Dylan: (angry) Grrrrr! I’ll show you! Venusaur! Solarbeam that giant sloth now!
Venusaur slowly drew in small balls of light and the flower on it’s back started glow a bright yellow.
Tracey: (shouting) MAKE A MOVE QUICK ASH OR YOUR GUNNA GET KNOCKED OUT!
Ash: (quickly) Snorlax Fissure now!
Just before the solarbeam could be fired, Snorlax used the rest of it’s energy and punched down at the ground with one devastating blow. It sent a shockwave towards Venusaur, making the ground crack and crumble. The shockwave hit Venusaur just in time and the solar beam aimed into the dark sky. Venusaur fell to the ground, automatically defeated.
Dylan: (disappointed) Return Venusaur.
Dylan held out the red and silver Pokeball and red light came from inside it, sucking Venusaur in.
Dylan: You’re better than I thought you were, but don’t think you’ve got the upper hand, Ash! You may never know what awaits you on your next try!
With a coy look, Dylan released his next Pokemon. The white light around it faded revealing a very large Gyarados.
Gyarados: (made those high pitched noises)
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At the side lines…..
Brad: Look at that Gyarados!
Tracey: (in awe / looking through those special Pokemon watcher binoculars) That Gyarados is over 30 ft tall! That’s 5 feet more that it’s normal height! Oh I’ve got to get a sketch of this!
Misty: (worried / quietly) No. This is the worst thing that can happen to Ash.
Rachel: What do you mean, Misty?
Misty: That’s Lycra, Dylan’s special bred Pokemon. Dylan bred it to be that size and it has amazingly powerful attacks. It’s even invincible to electricity!
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Ash overheard the last part of Misty’s words about Lycra. He looked at the Pokeballs on his belt and realized that none of his Pokemon would be able to withstand such powerful attacks. Then from the corner of his eyes, he saw Pikachu run out to the Battlefield.
Ash: (concerned) Pikachu!
Pikachu: (determined) Pika! Pikachu!
Ash: Thanks Pikachu. (shouting) OK! Pikachu, give it your best shot! Confuse it with Agility!
Pikachu: PIKA!
Pikachu ran round Lycra with great speed, making it think there were twenty Pikachu instead of one. Lycra started to get dizzy but regained it’s strength once it heard it’s masters voice.
Dylan: Lycra! Fight off it’s Agility by using tail whip!
Lycra then swung it’s long snake-like tail, hitting Pikachu dead centre, stopping the agility attack. Pikachu rolled back towards Ash then flipped up and landed on it’s feet.
Ash: All right Pikachu! Now Thunderbolt!
Pikachu ran towards Lycra, electricity escaping it’s red cheeks. Pikachu was just about to release it’s attack when it stopped suddenly, standing only a few meters from Lycra. Both of the Pokemon stood still and looked at the skies as if searching for something.
Ash: Err…. Pikachu?
Dylan: Lycra, what’s wrong?
Everyone looked up at the sky, trying to find something they couldn’t see. Then it came into view. Two black airplanes pasted over the Resort, releasing ten or so men from inside them. The men landed with parachutes onto the battlefield. A red siren appeared on top of the resort, making an awful, screeching sound. Then, the PA speakers came to.
PA speakers: Emergency! Emergency! Rest Ashore is being attacked! I repeat! Rest Ashore is being attacked! All borders please make your way to the Basement! I repeat! All borders please make your way to the Basement! This is NOT a drill!
Dylan returned Lycra and along with the others, made a dash for doors.
Tracey: (pulling hard on the doors) Arhhh! They’re locked!
Rachel: (scared) What are we going to do?
Behind them, there were several clicks which sounded like guns being loaded, and the group whirled round. They came face to face with Ten men, all in Black, masked and all holding either a shotgun or a pistol.
Man1: Hand over the Pokemon now kids or we’ll blast your brains out!
All Men: Yeah!
Ash: Never! I won’t do it!
Man2: Then you give us no choice.
The Man2 reloaded his gun and aimed it at Ash. A flash of lightening exploded in the sky revealing a fork like image.
Misty: WAIT! Stop, please! Don’t hurt him!
Man2: Then give us your Pokemon!
Misty looked at Ash and then at the people around her. He gave her a quick ‘thank you’ smile and then nodded in agreement with the terms that were set against him. They hastily threw their bags or Pokebelts onto the floor and each Man gathered round to steal the goods. The group looked at each other, all smiled mysteriously, as a plan welled up from inside them
Dylan: (quietly) 1, 2, 3 (loud) NOW!
Then, Dylan, Ash, Tracey and Brad all ran forward taking out the first lot of Men and pushing them to the ground along with their guns. The girls ran forward, grabbed any Pokeballs they could find and threw them at the remaining Men still standing. Out of the balls came a Spearow, Charizard, Golem and Psyduck. The Pokemon saw the situation their trainers were in and immediately assumed battle mode (apart from Psyduck who just cowardly ran back inside it’s Pokeball). Pikachu who had also tackled a Man from behind launched a massive bolt of electricity aiming at the Men Ash and the others had tackled down. The our heroes just managed to get out of the way in time as the thunder bolt shocked the Men lying on the floor. Spearow, on Dylan’s commands, used it’s double edge to help knock down some of the Men but was caught of guard as a speeding bullet rushed towards it. Spearow fell to the floor and Dylan raced over to tend it. Charizard aimed it’s flame-thrower at the attackers but missed and got Golem instead. Golem wasn’t at a high level so it too fell to the ground, unable to move. Charizard was soon seized by ropes and tied down. Using it’s fire breath was useless and the ropes just happened to be inflammable.
Ash: Charizard! No!
There was nothing he could do but watch helplessly as his Pokemon was sucked into a new Pokeball and attached to one of the Men’s’ Pokebelt. Unexpectedly, Ash and everyone around him heard a scream. Ash turned in the direction of where he heard the painful screech for help and there he saw Misty being held in a headlock. The man who was disabling Misty was standing behind her. He ordered the rest of his troops to aim a gun a Misty. Ash stood dead, frozen to the spot.
Man3 (holding Misty): Drop your attack and she won’t get hurt!
The seven friends dropped their attacks or any Pokeballs they were holding immediately knowing someone would get hurt.
Man3: Good. Now men! Collect their Pokemon!
The Robbers scooted around picking up everything that ever belonged to either one of Ash, Misty, Tracey, Corrie, Dylan, Jen, Brad or Rachel. Pikachu was placed inside a plastic bag and sealed using a spare part of rope used to capture Charizard. Once everything was collected, Misty was pushed aside, still along way away from the rest of her friends. She landed hard on the floor but managed to lift her head up to see her caper. He now held his own gun and pointed it at Misty.
Man3: Sorry love but I’ve got to uphold tradition….
The man reloaded the weapon and pulled the trigger.
Ash: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Ash jumped in front of Misty and landed on the floor, holding his chest in pain. The Men escaped by using rocket boosters on their feet and they flew up into the dark stormy sky with all the stolen goods, leaving no trail behind them. Misty gathered her strength and used all her energy to run to where Ash laid. She landed on her knees, not caring that they were throbbing and bleeding. Her hand reached for his face, bringing his head to meet hers.
Ash: (weakly) Misty…
Misty: SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!(crying) Oh Ash!…..(sobbing)…. You are so… stupid! Why did you do that?…(sniff)…. Why?
Ash looked into her eyes and saw the tears trickling from her face. He groaned as he tried to lift his spare arm up to stroke the tears away. Misty saw the puddle of blood leaking for his open wound and across his chest. His black shirt was ripped and his jacket stained crimson. Misty watched his breathing become irregular so she applied pressure against the wound, hoping it would do something good to help. Ash’s hand managed to reach for her face. It trembled from pain and agony so Misty grasped the hand, holding it against her skin. He caressed the side of her cheek, wiping away the tears that seemed to reform again just a quickly.
Ash: (weakly) Your the most…. B-beautiful person I’ve…. Ever met. I’ll do anything…. For you Misty. I’ll even….. die…..for you….
Misty: (crying) No Ash!….. You are not going to die, you hear me!..(tears drop down face)… You are NOT going to leave me!!…. I need you…
Ash: (very weak) It’s OK…. Misty. The pain it’s…(slightly more comfortable)…. it’s going away!
Misty knew this was a bad sigh. She held Ash’s shoulders and helped his head rest against her body, trying to get as close to him as she could. Her face touched his and it stayed there as Ash whispered his last words.
Ash: (whispering) I love you Misty…….
Then, Ash’s eye lids started to drop, enclosing him in a world of darkness. He laid there in Misty’s arms as she rocked him back and forth. She clasped him tighter and left small kisses over his face.
Misty: (shouting / crying) NOOOOOO! DON’T LEAVE ME!!!!
Narrator: Will Ash make it? Will he live to see another day? Will Misty ever be able to tell him how she feels about him? And will that ambulance ever ARRIVE!?! Find out in part 8, coming soon!