Part 2 of Prophecies
Note:  Tigress119 goofed up!  That little story at the end of part 1 wasn't meant to be there!  It's called "Pikapi" if anyone wants to know.  Okay, author-bashing time. *Gets bombarded with banana cream pies* Thank you.  Onto the second Part!
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 Ash found himself lightheaded.  Was it all a dream?  His eyes were closed, so it must have been a dream.  After all, vampires?  Tasks?  It sounded like a sci-fi movie.  What did Brock put in that stew last night?  Ash thought this to himself when he felt himself being shaken.

 "Ash, wake up.  We're here."

 Ash opened his eyes to find Ashton stooping over him.  So it wasn't a dream, it was all real.  He sat himself up, looking at his surroundings.  It was night out, one of those eerie purple-skied nights.  He smelled burnt flesh in the air, a stench that would make even the strongest stomach churn.   Ashura looked into the sky sadly, biting his bottom lip.

 "Ashura, where are we?" Ash pondered.  Ashura's head hung low, hiding his eyes from view.

 "Welcome to what's left of Pallet.  Can't believe I let them destroy it..." Ashura's fists were white from him clenching them.  Satoshi came over to Ashura, still strapped in his straightjacket.

 "Let who?" Satoshi asked in a surprisingly caring voice.  When the others first met him, he acted like he didn't care about anyone but himself.  To the others, this was a shock.

 "The Dark Lords.  They are the vampires that...that did this to me...I refused to join their alliance, so I joined the Rebellion.  Sadly, I'm the only one of my kind there."

 Satoshi looked to where Ashura was pointing at his neck.  He saw two old bite marks, obviously from where Ashura was bitten.  Ashura smiled sadly at the last part of his sentence.  To Ash, I didn't seem like the kind of thing to smile at.

 "We better get to the Rebellion, dawn never comes here.  I don't want to be around when they come."

 A few hours later, the band of dimensional boys found themselves at the base of what used to be Mt. Moon.  Much had changed.  It looked like a nuclear war had happened here.  Ashura walked up to a birch tree and tapped on it five times.   Ashton looked at his vampire companion like he had lost his mind.  Suddenly, a doorway opened up on the birch and Ashura walked into it.  Struggling to keep up, the other three followed behind.

 It led them to a dark passageway.  Ash really wish that one of his Pokemon could light the way, but they where left behind in his dimension.  Wonder how Pikachu's doing, Ash thought as a bright light swooped over the four.

 "Ashura. Is that you?" a female voice called from behind the bright light.  Ash thought it sounded like someone he knew.

 "Yeah, it's me Duplica.  Hope you don't mind that I brought a few friends...they're going to help us overthrow the Dark Lords."

 A woman in her twenties looked at the three new arrivals.  It was Duplica all right, a very attractive older version of her.  A red haired woman, who was just as attractive as Duplica, walked over, a kantana sword in her right hand.  The two women looked at the new boys and gasped.

 "The-they look like you!  Ashura, what's going on!?" the read haired woman asked as she griped he sword tighter.  Ash and Satoshi cowered at the crazed look in the woman's eyes while Ashton stood protectively over his younger versions.

 "Misty, it's all right, put the sword down and I'll explain!" yelled Ashura.  Ash's eyes grew huge at the mention of Misty.  That woman was Misty?  No, he must have heard wrong.  Ashura probably said "Missy" or "Kristy".  That woman can't be Misty, can it?

 While Ashura explained what happened to him, Duplica took the other boys to a black room.  It was full of other people, all looking down at them.  Ashton looked around fearlessly at the other people, ready to fight if things got too hot.   Ash and Satoshi wished that they felt that way now.  They where seated down at a long table, next to two men, looking strangely familiar.  Only two Pokemon were present at the table, a black Pikachu and a black Togetic.  The Pokemon stared at the new arrivals, their red eyes gleaming.   Moments later, Ashura and the woman returned, taking the last two empty chairs.  One of the men Ashton was sitting by suddenly stood up.

 "Ashura!  Duplica told me that you had a plan to stop the Dark Lords!  What is it?"

 "Patience Gary, patience.  I will tell you, and it must be followed exactly as I say, or else it won't work."

 Gary sat down again, waiting for Ashura to speak.  Clearly, Ashura was the leader of this Rebellion.  After a moments pause, Ashura spoke his plan.

 "Myself and my companions shall enter the Dark Lords' domain, here in Vermillion.  Pikachu will go with me as well.  We will all be equipped with kantanas, to be ready for battle.  I will make my way to the Master, while my companions fight their warriors.   Once I defeat the Master, I will declare myself the new Master and lead them here.  Those of you left here will set up a trap to capture them.  We will tie them to the trees with iron shackles, and then let the dawn do the rest.  If anything goes wrong, it could mean death to all of us.   Anybody here disagree with my plan?"

 No one in the room dared to speak at first.  Then, a back haired girl finally broke the silence.

 "Ashura, you could be killed!"

 "You forget Erika, I'm already dead.  You should worry about the other's safety.  I can take care of myself.  If you excuse me, I'm hungry."

 Ashura motioned for Ash and the others to come along.  They obeyed, not wanting to be with the people any longer.  They followed Ashura down another hallway until they came to a metal door.  He opened it, and spoke one sentence to his companions.

 "I suggest you stay out here until I'm finished, but you can come in."

 Not wanting to stay in the hallway any longer than they had to, the rushed into the room.  They found a man chained by his hands to a pole next to a bed.  The man screamed when he saw Ashura.  Panicking, he tried to run.  Ashura just smiled at this demonstration of fear.

 What Ashura did next was gruesome.  He bit down of the man's neck, blood pouring from where Ashura's fangs were embedded.  The man's veins began to show, bulging out of his skin.  He wheezed as Ashura was choking him.  Ashura finally let go, blood trickling down his mouth.   The man fell to the ground, still alive.  Ashura licked the blood off his fangs, and then he put his foot on the nearly dead man's skull.  Putting all of his strength into it, he smashed his foot downwards, crushing the skull.  Pieces of brain and bone scattered around the room.   The headless body's legs kicked for a few seconds, then became still.  The other boy's poor stomachs couldn't handle what had happened, and they vomited.  Ashura looked down from the body to the boys, then calmly said: "I told you that you should have stayed outside.   Now, where did I put that mop..."

 Ash's stomach still churned at the events.  His appetite had long ago left him, a rare thing.  Ashura was the only one not affected by this, unless you call a full stomach an effect.  Ashton and Satoshi felt they same way as Ash.   Even the sight of the juiciest steak made them vomit.  They felt a little differently about their vampire friend then they had at first.  Now they understood why few people dared challenge his authority.

 Ashura came back in, the black Pikachu on his shoulder.  He sat himself down on the bed, then pulled out a black and blood red kantana.  He ran his finger across the edge, checking its sharpness.  He became satisfied when a drop of his own blood appeared.   He allowed it to drop, then healed the cut.

 "Do any of you know who to use a kantana?" Ashura asked in a soft tone.  He didn't mean to frighten the others.  He didn't want them to be afraid of him, like the people of the Rebellion were.  He wanted to be bossed around, not be the boss.

 The three other boys shook their heads.  "Then," Ashura whispered, "I shall have to teach you."

 As heavy as a kantana looked, it was actually pretty light.  Ash had been issued a sky blue kantana, Satoshi a white kantana, and Ashton a purple kantana.  Ashura taught them how to move their kantana in sweeping motions.  He had decided that two days from then that he would carry out the plan.   After the motions, it was time for target practice.  Attacking holograms had been placed all over a training field.  They had to "kill" the holograms before they "killed" them first.  Satoshi was first to go.

 Satoshi's kantana moved like an eagle through the holograms.  He had a good start, but he had a hard time at the end.  He was finally eliminated after a hologram swept its kantana through Satoshi.  Being insane, Satoshi swung madly at the vanishing holograms. A full ten minutes had passed when Satoshi finally calmed down enough.   He was lead out of the training field, a good percent score.  Satoshi had 89%.

 Now it was Ashton's turn.  Swiftly, he maneuvered around the holograms, kantana blade slicing anything in its path.  He was brought down while cornering a hologram.  He walked out of the training field, a decent 96.7%

 Ash moved out onto the field, kantana blade raised.  I can do this, he thought.  I can get a better score than Ashton.  When the holograms appeared, he began the task at hand.  He waited for them to charge at him, then swung his blade through their transparent bodies.   He then jumped onto a ledge in the training field, a new energy flooding his body.  Seeing the holograms coming for him, he climbed until he reached the top of a false mountain.  Seeing no way down he jumped into the air.  The energy that flooded him suddenly transferred itself into his kantana.   The kantana then glowed sky blue, as did Ash's eyes.  He then swung his kantana through the air in front of him, hitting no holograms.  What happened was when he swung the blade, a hurricane of wind came from the sword.  The wind abolished the holograms, every one of them.   Ash then saw his score.  A perfect 100%.  He was happy about himself getting 100, but why did that wind come from his blade?

 "What happened was that you and the kantana shared a same power.  That kantana you have Ash, is the wind kantana.  Satoshi, you have the light kantana.  Ashton, you have the psychic kantana.  I can't believe that Ash was able to use a kantana power!   Maybe you two can use them also..."  Ashura had just explained to the other three about what happened to Ash during training.  "If you all learn a kantana power, it'd make my plan easier."

 "Ashura, not to bother you, but can we sleep?  We mortals need to rest sometime," Ashton yawned as he nodded his half conscious head.  Ash and Satoshi were in the same state as Ashton.  Tired from training and reviewing Ashura's tactics, they fell asleep on the floor.   Ashura shook his head, than preceded to rest as well.

 It was the morning of the attack.  They had one last review over the plan before they set off.  First they had to get into the Dark Lord's base.  That was easily accomplished with a few fake suits.  Then the group attacked.   Even the black Pikachu had a kantana, a black one.  Warrior vampires were sent to stop them.  Unlike normal vampires, they had black wings upon their backs.  Ashton took care of them buy letting off a purple wave of energy wash over them, turning them into ashes.

 More warrior vampires arrived to stop them.  Ashura and the Pikachu had already gotten farther ahead.  Satoshi let loose one of his kantana powers, a bright light banishing the vampires to ashes.  Ash had the third wave of warrior vampires demolished with a wave of blue wind.   The three made their way to where Ashura and the black Pikachu stood fighting.

 The black Pikachu's kantana swung at the necks of the vampire Pokemon also sent.  A Growlithe and a Hoothoot went down in a demonic cry, followed by a Golbat.  Soon, only the group of boys and the black Pikachu remained.

 "Very good, Ashton.  I've taught you well, but I didn't teach you all the ways."

 Ashura froze at the first sound of the voice.  Then, raising his kantana, shouted: "Come out!  I wish to fight the Master!  Show yourself!"  A harsh laughter came from all around him.  The doors slammed shut, sealing off any escape.   Ashura's response was tightening his grip on the kantana.

 "All in good time Ashura, all in good time.  I know of your plan, and I won't allow it.  You think that I'm foolish enough to not send spies?  Number 2993, show yourself!"

 Shamefully, Gary stepped out.  He held his head low, avoiding eye contact.  Brown kantana in his left hand, he was dressed for war.  Why Gary, why?  Ashura's confusion left an opening hit.

 A black shadowed figure rushed at Ashura.  This figure had the same type of kantana that Ashura had.  The only difference between them was their masters.  Recovering from his attack, Ashura charged at the figure, kantana flashing its master's fury.   The shadowed figure's left hand dropped to the floor, revealing itself.  A black fingerless glove adorned the hand, a glove much like Ashura's own.  At first, the shadowed figure held its arm in pain, then rose laughing.

 "Ashura, you think that will stop me?  Ha!  Even you know you can't beat me like that!  Think Ashura, how would you beat...yourself!"

 With the kantana, the shadowed figure removed a hood that covered its face to reveal, Ashura!  Ash gasped, he hadn't expected this!  How could Ashura beat himself?  Then, Ash remember what Ashura had said to Satoshi when he was teaching them their motions...

(Flashback)

 Ashura gasped as he fell on the floor.  Satoshi's anger had caused him to kick Ashura's left knee.  Ashura doubled over painfully.

 "SATOSHI!  Please don't hit me there, I have an old injury..."

(End Flashback)

 Ash knew what he had to tell Ashura.  "The left knee!  Slash him in the left knee Ashura!  The left knee!" yelled Ash.

 Ashura heard Ash, and proceeded to charge up his most powerful kantana attack.  Eyes glowing crimson, he jumped into the air, kantana no longer visible.  The kantana had transformed into a monstrous demon creature.  Ashura yelled something to the creature, and it attacked the cloaked figure, heading for his left knee.

 The one handed Ashura cried out in pain, long fangs gleaming.  He collapsed, just as the creature transformed back into the kantana.  With one swift motion, the real Ashura ripped out one of the Master's fangs.  Placing the fang in his pocket, Ashura then sliced off the Master's head, leaving nothing but a pile of ashes.

 Ashura then collapsed, tearing at his back.  Black wings burst from his shirt.  He had become a warrior vampire.  Picking himself up, they all marched home (All the vampires were killed in the battle with A&Com., Ashura being the only vampire left).

 After arriving at the base, they were all pulled back into where they had first met.  Shannara floated over to Ashura, hand outstretched.

 "The fang, give it to me!" Shannara hissed.

 Not wanting to find out why Shannara was so eager to have the fang, he gave it to her, then waited to see what they had to do next.

 Shannara seemed to forget about the group in front of her, cradling the fang in the palm of her hand, she whispered something in a strange, foreign language, and then the fang disappeared.  Returning her attention to the boys, she then spoke of what their next task was.

 "Now, you must go to Satoshi's dimension, one of slavery.  Bring back the eye of a Xatu, one of golden colors.  It must be the right eye, the one that sees into the future, not the left one.  Your kantanas from the first task will aid you in your search.   Satoshi, they're in your leadership now."

 With another wave of their hand, the boys were sucked into the next dimension.  Again, she watched them leave.  Them, with a smirk of satisfaction, she proceeded to go back to her own dimension, waiting for the Xatu eye.
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Hmm...wonder what Shannara's up to.  Hey, I'm the author, I'm supposed to know!  But I don't.  Shame on me. Oh well, did you like it?  The next part probably won't be as long as this one, but who knows.  Ta-ta for now!       Tigress119