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Ash - 7
Misty – 8
Misty's mom - ?
The Lost Aura Prince
Finding a Strange Boy!
Ca.1 – In the Middle Ages
It was a wonderful day in the small village Cerulean City. There were two parts of the village, one part was the "rich" and the second part was where the "inferior". Those who lived in the "inferior" barely had any land to cultivate any food, if they were lucky the poor sometimes get "crap earth", the leftover from the rich.
In a small house there lived a family. The family was made up of a single mother who had four children. Unfortunately, their father had died some years ago. After the father died their mother had no choice but to care of the whole family on her own, with some help from the oldest daughter.
Because the girls' mother was always at work, the oldest sister was left to care for her younger siblings. One of these siblings was the youngest, a girl with carrot colored hair. The oldest sister had complete reign over the house, and did whatever she wished to her younger siblings.
So the orange-haired girl was alone in her room sitting on her bed. Clutched in her arms was a small doll that she had received from her father before his death.
This girl's name was Misty Waterflower, but everyone just called her Misty.
Misty looked down at her doll with button eyes, and sighed. She could hear all the other children playing outdoors, and their laughs. A small tear slipped down her cheek and landed on the doll. Misty bowed her head, she was a kind person who did not like to show her emotions.
Then there was a knock on the door, one that was barely heard. Misty raised her head and glanced at the door, eyes gleaming with tears. The door swung open, and Misty's mother trudged into her room. Misty studied her mother, whose face was outline with tiredness and worry. Misty's mother sat down carefully next to her daughter, and Misty quickly tried to look happy, but failed.
"Honey how are you?" Her mother asked, and Misty looked away, she did not want her mother to see her so vulnerable.
"I'm fine mom, please leave." Said Misty, then she smiled sweetly at her mother, her mother sighed, knowing that something was troubling her daughter. She was about to get up and leave, then an idea struck her. One that would surely make Misty happy.
"We can go out in the woods and pick some fresh apples so we can make apple pie." Said Misty's mom with a cheery voice. Misty looked at her mother, a real smile spreading across her face, and nodded.
Misty and her mother stood up and walked out of the door, heading towards the forest.
Misty and her mother had picked apples for several hours so they had two full baskets full of bright red apples, Misty skipped to basket and laid down the last apple. Strangely the apple she had just laid down was not red, but this apple was as green as the grass.
"A green apple?" Asked Misty's mom, confused as she raised an eyebrow at Misty, who giggled and nodded happily.
"I like different things, it reminds me of myself!" Said Misty happily.
"Misty I-" Misty's mother stiffened, for she heard footsteps and male voices, which were coming closer her and her daughter. She quickly reacted, pulling on her daughter's arm and ducked behind a bush. She held in Misty close to her chest to calm down the young girl.
"Mom...-"
"Ssshh..." Misty could hear when footsteps coming closer and closer them, she could see through the bush and could see that the brush up ahead was beginning to move.
Misty's mother held her daughter closer, she was so nervous! Then out of the brush came a young boy with black spiky hair, wearing a white silk tunic. A small yellow mouse was riding on his shoulder.
The young boy looked behind him, like he was being chased by someone. He stumble back a few steps, not seeing a tree root, which tripped him. The boy fell on the ground with a yelp, but the yellow mouse leapt off the boy's shoulder and landed unharmed. The boy tried to immediately stand up but fell back to his knees, he must have injured them when he fell.
"Pikapi..." Whispered the yellow mouse anxiously, the boy smiled tightly, and then patted the mouse on the head.
"I'm fine." He said with a calm voice, he tried to stand up again but he just fell to his knees again.
"Chuuu..." The mouse whined.
"Look footsteps!" A deep voice said.
"The boy and the rat must be near!" Another voice replied.
Misty had a feeling gnawing in her stomach, she just felt like that the men is looking for this boy. But why? Misty looked at the boy and could see the fear brimming in the boy's eyes.
Misty closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. She must be brave, just like her father.
She broke herself loose from her mother's overprotective grip and showed herself for the boy and the mouse. Immediately the yellow mouse raced in front the boy, glaring at her, and sparks flew out of the mouse's red cheeks. Misty stared at the magical creature, that boy must be rich to have succeeded in acquiring one of those magical creatures, especially if it is an electric type.
"Pikaaa..." Growled the mouse angry, but Misty didn't back away.
"Hi." Said Misty smilingly, boy look up suspiciously at Misty.
"..." But the boy didn't say anything, he just looked down on his injured knee.
Misty frowned when he didn't reply and took her hands on her hips.
"I said 'Hi' to you!" shouted Misty, the boy looked behind him to see if someone came out of the bushes.
Misty's face began to turn red when the boy didn't reply a second time. Not from blushing, but from… from… anger. Misty raised her voice again:
"I SAID 'HI' TO Y-"
"I heard you..." Whispered the boy, he sounded almost afraid. But who can blame him? Who would not be afraid of a girl whose face looked like an angry Gyarados?
Misty's mother knew what was coming next, and quickly stood up and went over to her daughter, placing a hand on her shoulder. Misty glanced up at her mother, "Misty calm down..."
"He must be here!" They could hear male voices coming closer and closer.
"Need help?" Asked Misty's mom, and she reached out a helping hand, the boy looked suspiciously at the hand, but when he was about accept her hand, something jumped in front of him.
"Pika pika pik Pikachu pika pikapi..." The mouse said.
The boy sighed and put a reassuring hand on the mouse's head. The mouse looked into the boy's resolute and tenacious eyes, he knew his friend so well. He knew that when he had those two looks at the same time that it was impossible to changed his mind.
The boy took Misty's mom's hand and slowly stood up. He wobbled a bit but still managed to stand up. Misty's mother looked into the boy's tired eyes and smiled.
But then the boy fell to the ground unconscious, the yellow mouse started with horror at the sight of his friend was lying unconscious on the ground. Misty's mother took up the boy and held him in "bridal style".
Misty and her mother walked home, of course followed the mouse with them. The mouse was eyeing them, keeping a close watch on his best friend and the strange people.
Misty's mother gently put down the unconscious boy on a bed, then went and got a pack of ice, placing it on the boy's head.
"Pikapi..." Misty's mother looked sadly on the anxious mouse.
"Mom why did the boy fainted?" Misty asked her mother.
"It looks like he passed because he was exhausted." She explained simply.
The hours passed but the boy never woke up, and the mouse refused to leave the boys side, whining. Misty's mother was fearing the worse, could have the boy… died? She was open to about her mouth to say just that, when the boy let out a small cough. The mouse quickly raced to the boy.
The boy opened his eyes and saw two strange woman in front of him, but calmed down when he saw his yellow buddy next to the two girls.
"P-Pikachu?" He whispered gently with a smile, Pikachu let out a cry of joy. His best friend was fine.
"Are you okay?" Asked Misty gently, for some mysterious reason she did not want to leave this boy. Why did she feel that way?
"Yeah..." Whispered the boy, his eyes like the new brown product called chocolate. Misty had just tasted chocolate once before and it was when her father had managed to take a small piece chocolate from the Royal Palace.
"What's your name?" She asked the boy.
"Ashton..." He whispered, but then he fainted once more.
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