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Together at Last
By Shaman Zel
"Misty,
breakfast!" Daisy called.
When she
received no response, she called again. "Misty?" Again she heard nothing for an
answer, so she went upstairs to Misty's room. When she got to the door, she
heard sobbing and opened the door a crack to reveal a crying Misty.
"Misty,
what's wrong?" she said in a more compassionate tone. When this only made Misty
sob even harder, Daisy went inside. Misty was sitting on the floor, her legs
folded underneath her. She held a picture of a young man in her hands and was
weeping uncontrollably.
"Misty,
you're only 14, you have a long life ahead of you. You'll get over him.
Besides, there are plenty more guys handsomer than him. In fact, you could go
see that Rudy guy on Trovita, he was nice."
"You don't
understand Daisy, I love Ash, and I'll never love anyone else." Misty bantered.
"Ash, is
it? Ash Ketchum by any chance?" asked Daisy with a gleam in her eye.
"Yes, how
did you know?"
"We
received a letter in the mail four days ago from him."
Misty was
already down stairs. Rummaging through the letter box. She tore open the
envelope and began to read…
Misty,
Its been three months since I last saw you. Perhaps you
didn't notice, time flies when you're having fun, right? The fun you must be
having while I am absent, because I am absent. Time passed painfully slow on my
end. Three long months spent on day at a time in heartache.
During our time together, which I believe was too short, I
did all I could to deserve you. It obviously wasn't enough, or else you would
have stayed. Tell me, what did I do wrong? Where did I blunder? Do you have any
idea how much it hurt when you supported Daniel rather than me? How would you
feel if the one that you try to win for, your source of determination, your
love, roots for your opponent? A complete stranger? I almost committed suicide
that night, and I cried myself to sleep.
There, I said it. I love you. I think I always have, but I
only began to realize it when I saw Brock after the Nurse Joys and Officer Jennys.
I realized that I was as stricken as he was, just more subtly. I never had the
determination to tell you in person. Why did I win Indigo? For you, to prove
myself worthy of your beautiful face, flaming tresses of hair, intoxicating
scent, your kind and gentle nature. Obviously what I did was not enough.
Do you remember that time when we danced at the Maiden's Peak
festival? Perhaps you don't. I will cherish that recollection forever. You were
always pretty, but that night you were truly stunning. I wanted to have those
moments last forever, with you in my arms, your fingers intertwined with mine.
I didn't know it was possible, but a fell even deeper. Every moment I spent in
your company, I treasure.
I was wrong to ever insult your angelic beauty. How could I
be so heartless? How could I even joke about you being a "scrawny runt"? You
aren't the sister of the "Sensational Sisters" they are the sister of an angel.
Did you ever notice that over the years I grew less "dense"?
I'm back to normal now. What do I mean? When I was nine, one year before your
presence graced mine, I was involved in a car accident. My mom was untouched,
but my dad died, and I suffered major head injuries. The doctor reported that
if enough stimulus was giving, I'd be returned to speed. Our arguments were
excellent stimuli. Although I can no more challenge your remarkable wits that
your dazzling beauty.
I see that this letter has dragged on. I'm sorry about that.
I'm sorry that you had to deal with an unworthy thing like me. I just wanted to
put my feelings into words. It seems like everyone knew, maybe even you.
Perhaps that is the true reason that you stayed, out of pity. But I digress. I
feel I need to be with you, or at least near you. If you were ever somehow
endangered without me near… I could never live with that. I need you close or…
or I will put my miserable flame of existence out, and dispose of the burden I
have been on everyone's shoulders. Answer me soon, Remember me Always.
Ash
P.S. Your bike money is enclosed. Is
that really why you followed me?
Sure
enough, two thousand dollars were enclosed. Misty slumped to the ground,
stunned.
"All this
time, and I never knew…" She whispered. "I'm really sorry Ash, I really am."
Then she remembered what was at the end of the letter.
"… I will
put my miserable flame of existence out…"
"Oh no,
he's means suicide!!!" Misty looked at the date. "He sent this seven days ago!
He needs me now!"
Misty
hastily scrawled a note telling her sisters where she was going and left it on
the door of the refrigerator.
Then, she
raced to the bike shop, bought their fastest bike, and pedaled as if there was
no tomorrow. [Without you, there is no tomorrow.] Misty thought. She biked
straight through Viridian Forest, despite her fear of bugs, and didn't stop at
nightfall. She arrived in Pallet Town at early dawn.
Ash's house
was easy to spot, Mr. Mime was already sweeping the front path. Misty tore
inside without even knocking and flew up the stairs to Ash's room. She was
greeted by an uncomfortable stillness. She saw a tear stained letter on Ash's
desk.
Misty
slowly read…
Goodbye. If I am to be buried,
you'll find my corpse at the bottom of the near cliffs.
Ash
"The paper
is still wet, there might still be hope!" said the rational part of Misty's
mind. Misty streaked back downstairs and onto her bike. When she saw Ash, she
yelled.
"Ash!
Stop!! Don't do it! Ash!!!" …
