By: Enja
Okay, Ulario is my
character, he never showed up in the series, just to let ya know.
“Ahem…oh excuse me for not introducing myself. My name is Ulario.” I stared at the man who had appeared into our campsite unexpectedly. This man had a variety of emotions in his hazel eyes. His greasy, hazelnut brown hair blew lightly in the wind. He looked like he hadn’t had a bath in months.
“W-why are you here?” I ask. He just looks at me with a blank look on his face. “What?” I whispered, in a soft voice too frightened to speak up.
“Hey Mist, what’s up?” I looked up to meet Ash’s eyes.
“ARE YOU BLIND?!?! LOOK, THERE’S A MAN STANDING RIGHT THERE!” Ash looked at me with confusion written all over his face.
“No there isn’t, are you feeling okay, Mist?” I gazed back to the spot where Ulario had been standing. He was gone, no sign that he had been here had shown.
“Yeah, I’m alright, sorry I must have been seeing things…”
“Okay, well you should get ready because we’re leaving soon. We don’t have any food left so we have to hurry and get to the next town.” I nodded and went to cleaning up my area.
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About three miles from where we had been camping, Ash was facing a kid in a Pokemon battle. I was sitting on the ground watching the battle and Tracey was sketching both Pokemon in battle. I think he called it ‘Rodent Versus Rodent.’
“Raticate, Hyper Fang!”
“Pikachu Thunderbolt!” I watched in a bored manner, battle after battle with rookies. Ash needed tougher trainers. He would become sturdier battling them. I had lain down on the grass, becoming lost in thought.
How would I get out of this? I had already been twelve before; I didn’t want to be twelve again! I wanted to be fifteen! The daunting thing was that I knew Ash would die when he was fourteen and I’d lose my heart. They always say that you never realize what you have until it’s gone.
I always hated that line, my sisters would keep telling me that and I never knew what they meant. I finally knew what it meant when Ash died. Then I showed up here, but why? And what about Ulario?
“MISTY, HEY MISTY!” A filthy hand waved in front of my face.
“Huh, oh. Sorry, I guess I have been dazing out quite a bit haven’t I?”
“Uh yeah. You ready?” Tracey asked as he gazed at his work of art.
“Sure…” I turned my head to Ash. “Ready?”
“Uh-huh! Let’s go! I need to battle more people…and I’m hungry…” I rolled my eyes and pulled Ash by his arm.
“Let’s go!”
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“I…need…food…now…” Ash panted as he crawled on the ground.
“Relax, Ash. Only one quarter of a mile till we reach the next city. Think you can make it?” Tracey asked.
“I guess.” I snorted. Ash had been saying that since three miles ago! “What?” He asked, staring up at me.
“Nothing!”
“What?”
“None of your business!”
“I WANT TO KNOW!”
“KNOW YOU DON’T!”
“YES I DO!”
“NO YOU DON’T!”
“Uh-huh!”
“Uh-uh!”
“Guys please, the more you argue the longer it’ll take to get to Pongee…and the art store!”
“Sorry Tracey, it was my fault…” Ash said and as soon as he said it I gasped. Ash, apologizing to…me? Even Tracey and Pikachu (who was getting ready to shock us) looked somewhat astonished.
“It was?” I asked, normally it was my fault; even on this one I blamed myself.
“Y-yeah, it was. I asked what it was and you didn’t want to tell me. I kept tormenting you to inform me on why you snorted. I should have just let it be and respected that….” Okay, now I was completely flattered. This was so unlike Ash.
“Thanks…that’s real sweet Ash.” I smiled down at him and he returned it.
“You’re welcome. Now, let’s get to Pongee, where there’s a town, there’s a pizza!” I sweat dropped and nodded.
“Oh…new pencils, here I COME! YAHOO!” Now that was irritating, Tracey was about to have brain damage, done by me.
After walking a few minutes we came to the path that lead right to Pongee, whose lights were shining brightly in the now dark sky. It was so beautiful, though I did remember this night. I knew what was to happen. I knew it…unless I change it… Wait, was that why I was here, to change what happened, what I did wrong, to change everything I didn’t want to happen that was my mistake?
As we all walked into town I ran this thought over and over in my head. Was that why I was here, if so how would I get back to my own time.
“Oh my…clearance items, I think I having a stroke…over you…” Tracey gawked at the big sign in the art store window before we entered the PokeCentre.
“Come art lover boy, ye are waiting to hurt ye.”
“My fair lady, shouldn’t we settle this over a cup of tea, over yonder?”
“No noble man, we shall not, this calls for a serious punishment.” I looked over at Ash, who was watching with a grin of amusement on his face. Speaking old English was certainly fun.
“May I help you?” Nurse Joy, who had been watching the whole conversation, asked.
“Uh, yeah. Could we get two rooms?” Ash questioned.
“Certainly, you’re very lucky, we only have two rooms left.”
“Cool!” I called.
“Here’s the keys, and you should check out that diner across the street. They have excellent food, and they’re brand new.” Ash nodded as he eyed it out the window.
When we were walking down the hall I started to protest going to that restraint. “Ash, maybe we shouldn’t.”
“Why, afraid it’s gonna eat ya?” He retorted.
“NO! It’s just that…” I knew that this place was holding and feeding my sisters at the moment. They were going to try to ruin me with make-up!
“Well we’re going you don’t have to.” He said. I protested against myself. If I go, my sisters will see me. But if I don’t, they’ll most likely see Ash and Tracey and follow along.
“Fine, I’ll go.”
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I looked around the diner. Memories came flooding back to me. It was set up in a fifty’s style. Records hanging from the wall, a juke box in the corner, a bunch of old newspaper articles, and various old items.
“Like, oh my God. LITTLE SISTER, OVER HERE!” This was going to be a long night…
A/n- I know, I know! Blame me; I have been so lazy, lately. And this wasn’t even the best of chapters! It’ll get better in the next chapter. MWHAHAHAHA!