Disclaimer & Legal stuff: Just do you notice I DO NOT own Pokémon (I only own a GBA with fire red version =P). All Pokémon characters are a Trademark of their owners.

As far as I know only Damian and Mara as well as Tsuki & Yami’s are characters I created.

Any resemblance with any character, real or not, living, dead or undead, is a mere coincidence.

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Translator note: Literally, “Tsuki” means Moon, and “Yami” Darkness.

Ash 19

Misty 19

Brock 21

May 18

Mara 25

Damian 28

Yes I know last chapter there was a change on Mara’s age, being it no more that a finger misled by sleep.

Thanks to all that have reviewed, is great hearing from you guys

Dark masters

Misty was al pumped.

Little wonder. It was already Wednesday, the day Ash would arrive.

But for now the cerulean beauty was wondering about the date she had arranged only the previous day, when she virtually stepped into a friend from Childhood: Marie Angeline Beauchamp, Mara for short.

Misty remembered her from cerulean, when he was till in kinder garden

::FLASHBACK::

A four year old Misty was playing happily in the park with other children, It was still early to go back home, and as far as she was concerned, everything was perfect.

Then just as to temp luck, one of the other children it the ball they were playing with, accidentally hitting on the back of a 12-year-old who Misty knew meant only trouble. The older kid stood up and came to the boy, anger in his face.

“You little idiot! What do you think you’re doing, huh?” He kicked the little kid in the gut and step on his face “Beg dog! Or I’ll kill you!” he spit looking murderous.

“Stop it!” Little Misty begged running to her friend and grabbing the wannabe murderer by the pants, pulling with all her might. To everyone’s surprise he managed to yank the attacker’s pants off his but.

Everyone laughed their asses off at the boy clutching his pants, and quickly putting them in place.

“Why you!” he exploded holding out a punch for her to see what was coming.

Little Misty tried to block away the pain as the older boy hit her cheek, failing miserably and started to cry hard.

His attacked puller her by the collar of her uniform and prepared another punch… just to be received by an open palm, which took all of the impact.

Before the dumb-folded boy was a ten-year-old girl holding his punch as if it was no more than a gentle breeze; Before he could react, she did a karate-chop on his arm, making him drop his prey; she new girl then grabbed his arm and twisted it back, getting him on the ground in an Arm Bar.

“Ask for her forgiveness or I’ll dislocate your arm” feeling the pain the young man shouted he was extremely sorry, and that it would never happen again. He even went as far as promise Misty to buy her ice-cream as a manner of apologizing.

Feeling he had got what he deserved, the girl released him and hurried to Misty’s side “Where does it hurt?” she asked looking at the teary-eyed girl. Still sobbing, Misty looked at the girl in the eye and asked the one question that no-one would expect from a crying child

“Did he say Ice-cream?” amused by the little child’s nerves, she giggled.

“Yes he did” she turned to look hard on the older boy “And he better gets it fast, unless he wants some major trashing” the venomous look in her silvery blue eyes was good enough a warning for anyone. The kid left and came back holding a big cone with tree balls of different flavors, skidding to them, he apologized again and was gone.

While licking away at her ice-cream, Misty asked “who are you sister? I haven’t seen you before” The girl nodded.

“My name is Mara, I’m new to town”

“You have no friends?”

“Not one, yet”

“Do you want to be friends?” the older girl giggled

“I would be delighted, emm…”

“Misty”

“I would be delighted, Misty”

::END FSHBK::

She was now sitting on the Café where they would meet, she wanted to invite her to Ash’s party, and introduce her to everyone… it was her duty as her oldest friend, and will do so willingly.

Her patience grew dim as she witnessed time run by, It was already 14:35 hrs and she had hoped to be home back by that time ¿What on earth was holding her friend?

“That would be because your friend couldn’t decide on a proper present to give you. Being today our 15^th anniversary and all” Misty turned to the sound of the much familiar voice, few steps away was Mara, carrying several bags labeled with expensive brands of clothes. She was wearing black and white attire, her hair of a blond so clear it appeared silver; her slender and well formed figure sure was a kick for her friend. If only she was as beautiful, she would certainly have Ash on the palm of her hand.

“Aww… you shouldn’t have. I haven’t got you anything” she exclaimed standing up to give her a big warm hug.

“Fret not, dear friend. It seems I’ve got enough for the both of us” she winked “so, on with it, here you go” said Mara handing her a big box with crimson red grapping and a smaller one wrapped in the same color. “Come on, open it! I want to see the look on your face” she smiled, her eyes gleaming with delight

Misty sighed and tore the paper open. Inside the big box was a beautiful pale blue dress with matching sandals and hat. “OH MY GOD!” she gasped barely daring to touch the fabric

“She likes it” Her friend nodded “good” and was surprised at Misty throwing her arms around her in a tight embrace

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” they both giggled happily.

“Ok, now on to the main dish” Mara motioned a slender hand towards the smaller package.

“Ok” she stated, carefully unwrapping the present. She opened the little velveteen box and found herself staring at the most beautiful pendant she had ever lay eyes upon. The chain was pure silver – even she could tell – while the pendant itself was made of white gold in the form of sea waves clashing into the small blue sapphire polished to look like the moon.

Misty was left without words, silently staring, taking in every detail of the marvelous jewel. She suddenly turned to her friend

“I can’t accept this… It must have cost you a fortune!” he tried to hand it back but Mara stopped her.

“It’s not money I value, Misty. It is friendship and love” she looked her friend into the eye “And you have given me both plenty”

Misty embraced the present in it’s little box, teary eyed and sobbing, whispering softly “thank you” to her life-log friend.

“Now, there is something I want to tell you” Mara said teary eyed as well, while holding one hand on her friend’s shoulder. Misty nodded quickly erasing the tears with her hand “there seems to be a legend about this pendant, care to hear?”

Again Misty nodded.

“Well, the owner of the establishment told me that this piece was specially forged for the princess of a foreign land to serve as wedding present. Her soon-to-be husband presented it to her the night before the wedding. He said to her ‘Here lies my heart, forever engraved in stone to be yours and yours alone’. She accepted the gift willingly and they had to part for the night…”

“And then what happened?” Asked a very enthusiastic Misty, while her friend took a sip of her tea and gulped it.

“Well, I appears that he didn’t catch the meaning of his own words. The prince did leave his heart in the stone… A man without a heart is meant to become evil… On their wedding day he attacked the kingdom and destroyed everything; leaving the princess for last. She was furious, but he had no heart to feel with, and killed her with no remorse, and thus reigned over destruction until he was bored and moved elsewhere, never to be seen again…

Some say he died and went to hell, but other say that he is still alive, and looking for his heart…” she ended with a particularly ghost-like voice, making Misty shiver.

To Misty’s astonishment Mara started laughing her ass off. “What?” she asked frowning.

“You… should… have… seen… your… face!” she laughed holding her stomach, and crying “You really believed me?” Misty blinked blankly, but when she finally understood that she’d been pranked her eyes started burning with anger.

“WHY YOU!” se produced a mallet out of nowhere (properly named hammerspace) and soon she was chasing her old friend around, trying to smack her. “COME BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!”

“Oh! Look at the time!” Mara paused suddenly “Didn’t you have somewhere else at 3 o’clock?” Misty halted in mid-air and the mallet disappeared into thins air ash she watched her clock.

“MY GOD! I’M GOING OT BE LATE!” Mara, step over and took her friend’s hands in hers.

“Does this have to do with the passionate young man you were talking to me over the phone?” She watched Misty blushing crimson red. <So it seems> she thought to herself. “OK, since this is partly My fault, I will see you get there on time to brag about your new dress and accessories” She held her hand up and whistled for a taxi, they hop in, only barely stopping by the café to pick up their things and check out, and were soon gone to Pallet town.

** ** **

Not too far from there, a white and gold limo was speeding its way through the traffic, closely escorted by police cars and closing into Pallet town; inside it two very important men and the president’s secretary were traveling, trying to catch up with their target.

“I won’t have this conversation again!” shouted Damian at the cloaked figure in front of him, faintly sensing Maureen twitch “You can’t change plans just like that!”

“Yes I can.” Assured the cloaked figure, it’s hissing voice resembled an electric saw cutting metal “It is my plan after all. And you are just another pawn”

Damian was only half a step from choking the son of a gun in front of him with his bare hands. “I will not let you do this!” the cloaked figure laughed evilly

“Like you can do anything” the other spit, his tone venomous “Without me you are as well as dead. Remember that next time we meet” and with that he was gone… vanished into thin air.

Feeling the chilled air warm up again, Maureen spoke

“Is he gone now?” Damian groaned disgusted “Sir, you need to watch your nerves” she spoke sweetly trying to calm him “Perhaps you would like some music?”

“What I’d like is to kill that bastard” he mumbled, he sighted “Yes, music will be fine”

Maureen tapped once lightly on the window, and a second later a soothing melody filled the room. Damian let his body relax; feeling better as Maureen fondled his hair while humming, and wishing that moment would never end.

“Maureen” he whispered, stepping out of the dream world she had let him into.

“Yes?” her sweet voice broke through the veil of anger in him, shattering it into nothingness.

“I only wish I had met you sooner” he confessed softly caressing her cheek with his hand.

She held it to her cheek and closing her eyes and blushing. That was all she needed… a simple word and whatever caress he could offer, for her love to star shining inside her. “I only wish we could stay like this forever” she whispered kissing the palm of his hand; then hold out her arms for him to come into her embrace.

He did willingly.

<I just hope> he thought to himself <Truth won’t come out… just yet>

** ** **

Ash and May entered pallet town on the limo, and found it to be just as Ash remembered a little and calm place, with only few houses that surrounded the Pokémon Lab.

As the car came to a stop just before the steps to his home and they both hopped out of it, they could hear the quiet and musical chirping of birds, feel the warm breeze of summer and smell the grass under their feet.

“Home, sweet home” mumbles the boy walking towards his house, he felt exited for sure, but there was also a calmness about the place that he found himself at ease after so much time and so many different feelings he had experienced over his journey. He felt a sudden bump on his legs, and found Pikachu, staring at the door in front of them. His cute yellow friend was also glad to be home, even if just for a small amount of time.

May stared silently as her boyfriend breathed deeply and placed his hand on the handle; he twisted and the door burst open as a sea of people engulfed him and carried on top of their heads, cheerily shouting “HAIL ASH KETCHUM! HAIL PIKACHU! HAIL THE POKÉMON MASTER!”

Ash and Pikachu were lowered to the ground just to be hugged tightly by Delia Ketchum, who was saying how grown and handsome he looked, and how much resemblance he kept with his father. May felt this was a good moment as any to introduce herself, but found it extremely difficult as Delia was now hugging her as well “And you must be Ash’s friend. So nice of you to bring him home. Tell me…” Delia held her at arm’s length “Has he be changing his underwear daily as I told him?” May blushed and giggled, while an upset son shouted “MOM!” in the back.

Ash turned around and there, just before his very eyes, was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his entire life, he pondered on her identity until he saw, under her lovely hat, a ray of red hair.

He stood there, bewildered beyond belief, silently staring at the gorgeous redhead dressed in a pale blue dress, while everything outside her started fading away into oblivion. He didn’t care about anything else but her. He could barely feel being patted on the back by all of his friends, or even being called by May. His entire world had shrunk in an instant to hold only one person, the one girl that was now smiling at him shyly.

“Welcome home” she said with the voice of an angel, a vibrant smile painted on her pink lips made his heart skip… and sure did this time too.

“I’m glad to be home now… more than ever.” He said without thinking, and was jerked into reality by the whistles of the people around him. “I-I meant…What I meant is-” he was cut short by Brock placing a hand on his shoulder

“We all very well know what you meant Ash” he winked mischievously, and then added “We all agree that Misty has changed a lot in the past five years… from beast to beauty” Ash felt a sudden tremor, and knew it was time to step aside… just in time to dodge a gigantic Mallet that hammered his loose-mouthed friend into the ground.

Even is Misty was the same tomboy, Ash found it in himself that he actually missed her attitude. And somewhere deep inside him, his heart responded to a dark voice he was barely starting to know <I found her… how very amusing>. “I found her” he whispered to himself, as he looked into her deep blue eyes “She must be… the one”

May was so jealous her blood started to boil (and if this was a cartoon, she surely had bolts of lightning coming out of her eyes, or would burst into flames); how dared he! Looking at another woman and right in front of her! The nerves!

She bee-lined for her boyfriend, and just as she was throwing her arms around him, a shadow stood in between them.

“You must be May” a good looking boy looked at her intently “I think I saw you in the newspapers”

“True, I remember now” another boy stood at the side of the first, blocking her way “The journalists said there were rumors about yourself and Ash”

Then it struck her.

Just as she had feared, saying such thing to the press had got everybody the wrong impression that she had no interest in Ash. For an instant she wondered whether Ash had planned it all along, yet it didn’t seem likely.

<Don’t lie to yourself girl> said a sharp hissing voice in her head <He never really liked you… he just used you, you body and soul to get to where he is now… The glory he will no share with you> She didn’t want to listen to the evil in that voice, but somewhere deep inside, she knew it all along <Yes child, that is right and you know It.> she started feeling anger and hate, two very dangerous feelings she wasn’t used to.

<Oh! But it wasn’t him alone… no… that fox in blue dress… They must pay for what they did to you. They must pay.> it continued repeating that last sentence over and over again, inside her mind, until it stuck.

May stare into space as she looked transfixed at the two others staring at each other… Oh yes, they would pay…

Ok, here goes another chapter…. Quite longer than the usual, but I felt I really needed to fasten up the story a little bit.

So for a summary, we’ve got Damian trying to stop somebody doing something bad in Pallet; then we have Mara and Misty’s new pendant… the story does seem familiar… where have I heard it before…. Hmmmm… can’t seem to remember…Oh well, then we FINALLY have the encounter between Misty and Ash, ¿What will happen with May? I wonder.

Oh by the way, all the mallet action frame was a special dedication for “eternaldawn3am”, hope It was of your liking…. As for cat fight, I don’t know. We’ll see.

As for the others, keep up with the reviews, else I’ll stop and go into some of the other projects I’m currently working on. (I still need to get time to finish my book, since it’s due august 24^th and I’m still editing… oh well)

So long for now. Review, ok?

Else you’ll find Yami is not so much as a fiction character ;) ( an evil grin appears behind the writer) XD