(Nine years later…) “Pidgey! Pidgey! Pidgey!” a loud poke’ball alarm clock with a fake Pidgey popping out of it repeated over and over on a mini dresser next to a bed. This bed was Ash’s and he quickly slammed the alarm clock to shut it off. He sat up in his bed, and rubbed the sleep away from his eyes, and starred over at his room mate, still sleeping in the bed across from him in the tiny room.

Ash got up out of his bed, and went to the window across from the door to the room, which was right between the beds. He starred out side, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. Ash is now a 25 year old man, with a lot more hair now, which includes sideburns and a goatee. Even a little mullet going for him now.

After taking a shower, he was now walking in a large class room that appears to be a college class room. He was walking towards the seats when he was called by the professor. “Mr. Ketchum, I’m still waiting for your report on…”

“Time travel. I was doing a report on how Celebiis were able to go back in time and effect the future.” Ash carried on the topic. “Right. And when can I expect that?” the professor asked.

“Soon, Professor Sam. I need just a little more-” Ash started but was interrupted by Sam “Well you better hurry Ketchum. Everyone else besides the slackers have turned there’s in. now you’ve only got two days. Now go sit down.”

Ash angrily walked to an empty seat and began tapping his desk with a pencil. “What’s up, dude?” a guy sitting next to Ash asked him. “I’m having a hard time finding certain information.” Ash responded to his friend.

“No. that’s not what I meant. I thought you were gonna get laid last night.” the guy corrected himself. “Well Gordon, I’m not gonna lie to you…I didn’t have a girlfriend last night.” Ash admitted.

“You don’t need a girlfriend to get laid. Now come on. Tonight you and Bryan are lonesome with me to a bar and pick up some easy chicks, all right?” Gordon asked, putting a hand on Ash’s left shoulder. “Sure, whatever.” Ash removed Gordon’s hand. “Ok everyone. Open your books to page-” Professor Sam is cut off as we shift to a later scene in Ash’s small dorm room.

Ash lied in bed, writing his report on time travel. Bryan was across from him on his bed, sniffing cocaine with a pipe. Ash rolled his eyes as he glanced at his room mate, and continued on with his report. “Dude…” Bryan began.

“What’s up Bryan?” Ash asked, while continuing to write. “The ceiling bro…a colorful ceiling.” Bryan giggled. “Could you leave me alone? I’m trying to finish this report.” Ash told him in an angry voice.

“Dude, why did you even chose that subject? It’s too hard?” Bryan, stopping his sniffing to ask Ash that question. “…Because.” Ash responded. “Because why?” Bryan giggled again.

“I guess because I want to go back in time. Go back to crucial moments in my life. Maybe change them for the better.” Ash explained. “Oh come on. Everyone wants to do that.” Bryan replied. “Well I really want to change my life. I’m tired of this life I live now.” Ash told him, and then snapped his pencil in half in frustration.

“You don’t like being room mates with me? Or doing crack and having sex every day without a care in the world?” Bryan asked, and giggled once more. “No! I wanna live a real life! I’m tired of being stuck here learning about stupid fucking pokemon shit that means nothing!” Ash lost his patience and threw his notebook against the wall.

Bryan just smiled at him in return. “Well you don’t understand. You’re high.” Ash said, realizing Bryan didn’t understand what he was talking about. “Ok dude. We’re gonna go out tonight. Have some drinks, shoot some pool, and pickup some hot chicks and bang them like an electric hammer on nails.” Bryan smiled and held up his hand, waiting for Ash to give him a high five.

Ash didn’t return the awaited high five, still being upset about his current life. “Huh?” Bryan urged him to give him a high five, still holding his hand up for him.

“Look I know you’ve had a rough life. You lost your girlfriend four times. Your best friend framed you, you beat him up. And you went to jail. But, live it up man. Have some fun. The past is past…so what do you say…dumb ass?” Bryan tried encouraging him, still with his hand ready for a high five.

Ash smiled, and gave him that high five. “All right. Let’s do it.” Ash said with his old confidence used as a young pokemon trainer.

Ash, Gordon, and Bryan are now at a bar, playing pool. Ash was shooting very well, everything seemed to be going in for him. And he was getting very lucky. “Damn Ash. Calm down.” Gordon playfully punched Ash in the left shoulder a little too hard. “Ow.” Ash rubbed his shoulder.

“If Ash wins we all get to punch him.” Bryan suggested. “What? That’s not fair.” “Rules are rules.” Bryan responded to Ash’s whining. The guys went back to playing, and Ash went back to kicking his friend’s ass.

“Don’t look now. But there’s a really hot girl coming over cause she noticed how well I’m playing.” Bryan told the guys, as a girl came walking up to their table. “You’re a really good shot.” the black haired girl complemented his game.

“Thanks. This is actually my first time playing.” Ash rubbed the back of his head and smiled. “Really? I bet you can’t beat me.” the girl challenged him. “Probably not. Giving that your most likely a pro.” Ash agreed with her, and then gave the look to his friends.

“Uh…let’s go over to that table of girls over there.” Gordon pointed out to Bryan. And the two walked over in that direction. Where it wasn’t long before Bryan got a cup of water thrown at him by one of the girls.

Meanwhile Ash and the girl we’re playing a fierce competitive game of pool. Ash needed to make only one more shot to bank in the win. “Here it comes.” Ash said, ready to take the shot. And just as he said, it came and he managed to make the last shot of the game.

“Congratulations. You just won the key to my lock. Or rather, you have the key to my lock.” the girl turned him on. “Uh-hehehe. Oh yeah. Heh-heh.” Ash wasn’t really sure what to say.

“Well…?” the girl asked. “Well what?” Ash wasn’t sure what to say still. “You have to do the next part.” she told him. “Oh…so let’s go to my place.” Ash nervously suggested. “Sounds fun.” she replied, and got her bag. They were then on their way to his room.

The door to Ash’s room opened quick, as he and the girl from the bar emerged making out. They went to the bed immediately and continued making out on the bed. “Hurry up, and find the condom.” she ordered him, while he was on top of her. “Ok ok.” Ash replied, while getting off to go find one.

“Oh wait. Before we…get it on…what’s your name? I’d feel weird sleeping with a girl I don’t ever know her name.” Ash asked her. “It’s Julia. Now hurry up.” she ordered.

He went to the big dresser by the window, that he and Bryan shared. He began searching through the drawers for a condom. “I can’t find it. Hey look in my top drawer right there.” Ash pointed next to the bed, with the lamp and the poke ball/pidgey alarm clock on it. “I doubt there’s any in there, but it’s worth a shot.” Ash told her, while continuing to search through the dresser.

“Yep. Here it is.” Julia pulled out a condom, and a poke’dex. Ash was meanwhile taking off his shirt, and placing it in the dirty clothes hamper. Julia saw the piece of paper with his password to the poke’dex and typed it in. she began searching.

“Hey hey. No-no-no. don’t do that.” Ash took the poke’dex from her. “Why not? And shouldn’t you have remembered your password by now?” she asked. “The last time I let some one look through my dex, it ruined my life.” Ash told her.

“How? Did they find information you didn’t want them to see?” Julia asked. “It’s complicated.” Ash told her. “Can you read me something?” she asked.

“I don’t think so. It’ll just bum me out.” Ash said. “Come on. I t might lead to good foreplay….please?” Julia asked, rubbing her body. Ash sighed “…Ok. Fine.” he agreed, and searched through his journal. “I’ve never read anything I’ve entered in here. So I don’t know if there’s anything good.” he said, and continued on.

He found a journal entry from 15 years ago. “Ok, here we go…” he began. Julia scooted closer to him. “After a near death experience…” Ash stopped. “Go on.” Julia egged him on.

“…I know now that Misty really cares about me. She was so happy to see I was still alive.” he read, and the words on the poke’dex shook as he read. The bedroom began to shake as well. The only things in the room that weren’t shaking was the poke’dex(just the words) and Ash himself.

He closed his eyes for a brief moment, and when he opened them, he was flying high in the air. Pikachu was right next to him. “Pikachu?” Ash asked. “Pika Pi.” Pikachu answered. He looked below him, at least 20 feet down was Brock and Misty. And his body along with Pikachu’s, lying lifeless.

“Come on Ash. Open your eyes. Please.” Misty shook his body gently. “Oh my god…did i…?” Ash asked. “Pikachu!” Pikachu flew down to his body below. Ash followed his pokemon down to his own body.

“Hi Misty.” Ash said, as he opened his eyes, and looked to her. “You’re alive.” she was surprised to see him alive. Misty began crying tears of happiness, and wiped them away, a big smile on her face. Ash closed his eyes, when laying back on the floor.

He reopened them, and he was lying in his bed in his door room. He sat up quickly, and started panicking. “Relax, you just had a bad dream.” Julia touched his shoulder. Ash was still panicking, he was really jumpy.

“Well. Are we gonna-” “I’ve gotta go.” Ash cut off Julia, and walked to the door. “What? You can’t just-” she was interrupted again, as Ash walked out the door. Julia looked around, and stole some change on the dresser, and left.

Ash was now sitting on a bench in the park, starring at the stars. “I miss you Misty.” he said as he gazed at a star that stood out. It twinkled more and it was bigger in size than all the other stars in view.

Then as he gazed up, he saw a shooting star go by. “Wow. I guess I should make a wish. I’ll try anything at this point…” he didn’t need long to ponder about his wish at all. “I wish I could be with Misty again.” he wished aloud. Then he got up from the bench and walked away. The image of the sky full of stars stays, and then thousands of shooting stars go by in instances.

Ash folded up a couple shirts and set them into a travel bag. “Where the fuck are you going?” Bryan asked, kind of annoyed as he set aside a Playboy magazine he was reading.

“I’m going home.” Ash responded without looking at him, whilst continuing to pack. “For good?” Bryan asked, a little scared of the answer.

“No. I’m just gonna go visit my mom.” Ash picked up the bag and headed towards the door. “Well, don’t be gone too long. You still gotta finish that time travel thing.” Bryan reminded him. Ash looked at him for a few seconds, and then smiled slightly. “Yeah…I do.” he said, and walked out the door.

Ash had arrived in Pallet Town, and was now sitting at the kitchen table of his house with his mom. “So howse school going?” she asked him. “It’s going ok. It’s hard, but I manage.” he told her, and then noticed a tear escape his mother’s eye.

“You ok, Mom?” Ash asked. “Yes. I just remember what a little genius you were. The doctor said you’d never regain that gift. I think you have, Ash.” his mother told him, and wiped the tear away.

“Are you talking about the car accident?” Ash asked, he felt upset about the topic being raised again. “Yes.” his mother sniffed.

“Well I’m not a genius.” he told her. “You’re smarter than the doctor said you’d be.” his mother told him. Ash took his mother’s hand. “My hero…” Delia said softly.

“…Mom…I’m gonna go to Cerulean City and see Misty again.” he told her. “Good. You two need to talk again.”

“I know.” Ash looked down at the table. “You two are destined for each other. You’ve been in love with her since you were five years old.” Delia wiped more tears away.

“What are you talking about? I didn’t even meet her until I was ten years old.” Ash was confused, giving his mother the ‘she’s crazy look’ that he use to give to Misty.

“Ash. We originally lived in Cerulean City for seven years. You were friends with Misty. But you don’t remember because of the car accident. You have this stuff written down in your old journals.” his mom explained.

“Really?” Ash was getting a little excited cause he was anxious to read the old entries. “Well I’m gonna go see her tomorrow.”

“Good. That’s the only way you two are gonna make up. Unfortunately we don’t have the benefit of going back in time and changing things.” his mom sighed.

Ash arrived in Cerulean City the next day by bus. When he got off, he immediately went to Misty’s house. He reached her door, and rung the door bell without thought.

“The gym’s closed right now.” he heard a man’s voice tell him. “I’m here for Misty Waterflower.” Ash told him.

“She doesn’t live here anymore.” the man opened the door to greet a depressed Ash. “Do you know where I can find her?” Ash asked him.

“I don’t know where she lives, but I know where she works.” the man told him after a pause. “Where?” Ash asked, curiously.

Ash stood outside the “Cerulean Diner” starring through the window where he saw his girl, Misty, she was dressed as a waitress. She was carrying a tray with silverware and food stacked upon it. She looked back to a customer that called her, and then walked into another waitress and dropped the tray.

Ash flinched from outside. Misty got up off the floor, and then a man, sitting on a stool next to her grabbed her ass. She turned around to him and gave a forceful smile. Ash couldn’t believe what he was watching.

It was dark now. Ash was sitting at a bus stop waiting for Misty to get off from work. Then he saw her walk out the diner, and down the sidewalk. Ash walked up beside her “Hey Misty.” he greeted her.

“Ash? Oh my god! What are you doing here?” the two hugged. “I was in town…and I just saw you and thought I’d say ‘hi’…hi.” Ash explained. “Hi. It’s good to see you again.” Misty said back.

“Why don’t you live in your old house anymore?” Ash asked, as the two walked down the sidewalk. “Because my cousin stole all the money I got after the gym was sold.” Misty explained, looking down while she talked.

“What?…and you didn’t do anything about that bastard?” Ash raised his voice in anger. “What are you talking about Ash? You’re the bastard! Starn protected me from you!” Misty stopped while giving him the ‘pissed ass hell and I’ve been through hell’ look.

“Misty. I didn’t write that stuff. You know me.” Ash tried to convince her. “Fuck you! I thought I knew you!…but apparently I don’t!” Misty ran off home crying. Ash frowned as he watched the love of his life run away from me.

Ash slammed the door open to his room back at the dorm. “Hey. How’d it go?” Bryan asked. “It fucking sucked.” Ash dropped his coat on the chair by his bed. “Did you check the messages?” Ash asked him.

“No.” Bryan turned the page in the Playboy he was reading/looking at. Ash went to the machine and pressed the button. “You have TWO new messages!: Ash, it’s Professor Sam. You didn’t show up to class today, you better have that report done by tomorrow. Most professors don’t call their students. You’re lucky I like you. Get it done.” the first message finished

Ash rolled over in his bed and sighed. “What the fuck did you say to my sister, Ash?” Daisy said on the machine. This got the attention of Ash and Bryan.

“She cried on the phone for over an hour to me tonight…she…she fucking killed herself…she’s dead…and so are you.” the message finished. Ash was in complete shock, immovable.

Ash, wearing a fancy suit and blue roses in his hands walked through a cemetery. He hid behind a tree, as he looked over to where Misty was being buried. Her coffin was about to be lowered into the ground. He saw Misty’s sisters, her uncle, and her cousin, Starn. The song “Tears And Rain” by James Blunt was echoing around.

i wish i could surrender my soul
share the clothes that become my skin
see a light that burns within my meaning
i wish id chosen darkness from cold
i wish i screamed outloud instead i found no meaning

i guess it time i run for falling rain find comfort in pain
all pleasures the same it just keeps me from trouble
hides my true shape like dorian gray
iv heard what they say
but im not here for trouble its more than words its tears and rain

i wish i could walk through the doors of my mind
hold memory close at hand
help me understand the years
i wish i could choose between heaven and hell
i wish id save my soul im so cold from fear


i guess it time i run for falling rain find comfort in pain
all pleasures the same it just keeps me from trouble
hides my true shape like dorian gray
iv heard what they say
but im not here for trouble its more than words its tears and rain

for falling rain find comfort in pain
all pleasures the same it just keeps me from trouble
its more than words its tears and rain

its more than words its tears and rain!

When her family had left, Ash approached the burial spot. He looked down at the casket beneath him. Ash placed the bouquet of blue roses down on top of the casket. Then he pulled out a folded up piece of paper and placed it beside the roses. Ash got back up onto his feet and starred down at the coffin, a tear fell from his eyes on to the piece of paper.

The words written were “I’ll see you again.”

(To be continued)