By: Enja
Chapter: 4
Ash’s
P.O.V BEFORE HE DIED
My eyes fluttered
open, Pikachu was no where in sight. I started panicking. Where could he be? He
couldn’t be far, right? What if Team Rocket took him while I was asleep? I got
up on my feet and started searching the bush’s around me.
“Pikachu?!?!”
I called again and again. So far no luck. I searched further calling Pikachu.
Then, I noticed a bush rustle. “Ah-ha!” I walked over to the bush and pulled
away some brush. As soon as I saw what was behind that bush I backed up,
frantically. An angry Ekans came slithering out.
“Ekansssssss!”
It hissed. I was on his territory. I reached for my Pokeballs on my belt.
“Wahhh!”
I called when I felt no Pokeballs that were supposed to be clipped to my belt.
I had forgotten they were left at the campsite. It started coming towards me
even more… Before I had time to run away it clamped it’s jaws on my ankle.
“OOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!”
The pain ran through me. Poison leaked in from my belt. Everything started to
get foggy. I could barely make out the Ekans hurrying away when a noise in the
bush occurred not far away. I wobbled over to a tree and set myself against it.
I covered up my injury with my sock. Pikachu came trotting through the bushes
and saw me. He lain down on my stomach and fell asleep right before I fell into
a deadly unconsciousness.
Misty’s P.O.V. AFTER THE DEATH OF ASH
I sat
there, crying. Franky and Brock came running up to me, puffing. They stopped
when they saw the sight. Ash on the ground, lifeless, me, crying my heart out,
and Pikachu trying to Thunderbolt him awake. None of it came to use. Tears
could not bring Ash back to me. I grasped Ash around the stomach and set my
head on his chest. I listened for his heartbeat, I wanted him to wake up, I
knew it was impossible though.
“Poor
Ashy-boy, tch, tch, tch.” The lack of enthusiasm in Franky’s voice told him he
did not care. He just wanted me, well he isn’t gonna get me, never.
Brock
started searching for some kind of injury. He searched his back, chest and stomach,
head, and legs. He found no injury. “Well I can’t find an injury.” Brock said,
tears leaked out of his eyes. Then, I noticed something. There was a huge blood
stain on his sock.
“Brock,
c-check h-his a-ankles.” I choked out.
“Misty,
it’s practically impossible to die from your –whoa!” Brock saw the blood stain
on Ash’s left ankle. He immediately pulled down Ash’s sock.
“He…has…a…snake…bite…Poison.”
I burst
into more tears. Why did this happen to Ash? Wait! None of this would have
happened if Franky didn’t tell Ash it was competition! I hugged Ash
tighter and let go. I stood up slowly and walked over to Franky, who still
stood there, looking around, aimlessly. He really didn’t care, did he? I pulled
my hand back and slapped him as hard as I could.
He fell
out of his fright and put his hand over his cheek. “What was that for?!?!”
Franky asked, outraged.
“Yeah
Misty, what was that for?” Brock looked towards me for an answer. Pikachu would
not take his eyes off Ash. Neither could I. I kept glancing at him, hoping for
him to get up. Many tears still fell down my face. My voice was croaky too.
“H-He
t-told A-Ash……….” I burst into more tears.
“Told
Ash what?” Brock asked, eyeing Franky.
“H-he
t-told h-him t-that it w-was c-competition…”
“Competition
for what?”
“M-me…
Ash l-loved m-me…”
***
I sat by
the campfire, crying. Brock and I had made Franky leave in an outrage. If
Franky hadn’t told Ash everything he did, Ash would still be here. Brock came
into view, carrying a squabbling Pikachu.
“I used
Zubat to go get the paramedics…” I stood up frantically and ran towards where I
found Ash. I rushed through the forest pushing the weeds and big plants aside
to get to Ash. I heard Brock calling in the distance for me to come back. I
ignored him. I just had to see Ash at least one more time, even if he was…you
know…gone.
I soon
came to the clearing where Ash lain. I slowly walked up to him and sat down. He
didn’t look anything like pleasant. He had an uncomfortable look on his face of
pain. His skin was gray and pale, and he was freezing. I grabbed his hand in
attempt to warm it up. I started talking to him. I knew he couldn’t here me,
but maybe his spirit would?
“You
know, Ash, I had my doubts that you loved me, or ever could…” My eyes got all watery
again. “I just wish I would have told you earlier or you would have told me… I
don’t know. We made Franky leave. It was his fault! …No, it was my fault too. I
completely ignored you when he was here earlier. It was my fault that I gave up
on our chance to ever be together…”
I
couldn’t go on anymore, I just curled up to Ash. It wasn’t very comforting, but
it was better than me being away from him. An abnormally big tear fell from my
aqua eyes and fell onto Ash’s heart. I smiled an awkward smile and muttered
something under my breath. “If only tears could bring you back to me…”
When I
said that, the world around me started spinning. A silvery substance surrounded
me and I felt my hand drop Ash’s. It looked as if I were in one of those movies
with special effects. I closed my eyes to block the spinning liquid and smoke.
It was making me extremely dizzy. A few minutes of this went on.
All of
the sudden I was jerked to a stop. I fell back on the grass and sighed. I
closed my eyes from the sun that was hovering over me. Then something hovered
over me closer. It blocked the light from the sun and I opened my eyes. It took
a second to adjust to the light.
“Misty,
you all right?” It was ASH! I stared into his eyes, not replying. There was
something different about Ash though. He was shorter, his face was younger
looking and less complex in the eyes. His voice was higher pitched too.
“Misty?
HELLO!” Ash waved a hand in front of my face.
“Yeah
I’m all right.” I got up, something was different with me. I felt shorter and I
was taller than Ash, which when Ash was almost fourteen he had growth spurt. I
had my hair up which grew old for me when Ash said I looked better with it down
when I turned thirteen.
I ran
over to my backpack and took out my diary and read the date in the corner. My
eyes went huge when I read it. June/16/2002! I was twelve again!
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
A/n- weee! I had fun writing this
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