Hello friends i am up with another fanfiction about Ash and Misty. Read it and it will develop an interesting story with twists. For this story, i would thanks Stephenie Meyer, 'cause some of her Twilight ideas inspired me. I am Twilight fan and I want everyone to know a little bit about it through my story of these Pokemon characters.
Note- This story is not fully authentic, some of my ideas in my later part is inspired by Twilight Saga.
I had never thought that one day I had to do this. Hence, I was not prepared. I had always dreamed of victory but what I got was far away from it. I left my home at ten and I am 22 now. 12 years had been past. It was nothing. Yes, nothing as I had expected. Nothing in comparison of what I thought.
"Sir, Here's your coffee." The waitress smiled and gave me a cup of coffee I had ordered minutes back.
Actually I was so intensely lost in my thought that I couldn't even make out where I was sitting. And why wouldn't I think about it! It was related to my future, my mother's faith on me and the expectations of the pallet town. The thoughts of my defeat in my very last Pokemon battle were making me sick.
"Hey Ash, I know what you are thinking." A voice asked
Oh, not again! For one more time I was lost. I seriously didn't realize that my former companion and one of my best friends were sitting before me. Brock, now 25, looked bit matured but the shape of his eyes were same as before. His hair seemed dressed and tidy as compared to what I saw, the lasttime. We're seeing each other after a very long time, although, we stayed tuned through social networks.
"Hmph" he made a face
"Yeah, I know. You gonna give me a lecture sort of thing about handling such situations." I complained
"Then, you got it right, bro." he replied, disgusted
"Till how long you'll stay like this. I must suggest you to return to Pallet." He said
"Could you please stop putting your leg in the matter? I don't need these suggestions." I gowned. I knew that I was being rude but…I was so frustrated to answer or handle any of them. I know it was my fault that I lost my last chance at Pokemon battles and it was not his fault at this. He waited, still staring at my face, blank and hurt.
"I know, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have talked to you like that."
"Yeah, it happens. It's ok." He smiled
"You know, I can't go back to Pallet. No one will leave me. I had represented Kanto along with other players and we lost. We lost because of me. I am the bone of contention." I expressed myself to him
"But you're being such a coward, Ash" he said
"Ah, whatever. I don't care of myself. I just care of their feelings, their hopes, and their expectations from me." I said, little harsher this time.
I don't know what I was doing. I knew that It was not right. Not as it should be. How would I tell Brock, that I had already told everything to mom but she felt that I was wrong. No one was going to understand me. I was again going lost with my thoughts but then, something happened that pulled me out of my 'Day time- Nightmares'
I heard some noises, someone screaming for help. I peeped out of the window of the café, and saw a girl with 2 oversized men and 2 frail men. It made me feel like the girl was in danger.
"Hey, Brock stay here. I'll be back." I rushed in hurry. I ran out. I didn't hear what he replied but what I felt of his murmuring sound was, "Yeah, I think I should get back home."
I stepped out of the door and saw those people harassing the girl. The girl was faired skinned and sober. She had reddish hair, fell over her shoulders. She was close to beautiful but I would give her 6 on 10.
"Hey what are you saying!" a man beside me said, most probably to me
"What's wrong?" I questioned
"That's what I am asking. A girl is in trouble and you are rating her 6 on 10! Can't you save her?" he said
I was surprised. Hey, wait, can he read thought? Or whoa! My thoughts were escaping from my mind. "Hey, I can't get what you are speaking of?" I made a face nervous and a fake and bad smile without any humor.
"You are exactly getting what I am talking about. Now save her." He demanded. Meanwhile I realized that, seriously I was speaking all that rating sort of junk out of my mouth.
The man was tall. Very tall, about 7 inches taller than what I was. He was a giant with a bald head and broad lips. He was seriously freighting. I thought he would beat me, and so I tried to help that girl out. She was 10 steps away from us. Then, I saw one of them jerking her. Anger, broke through my nerves.
"Go Ash, get to work." I said to myself
I pushed myself into the small group where those people were troubling that girl.
"Hey, get away from her." I shouted at those huge people.
"Oh, a tiny prawn." They made a fun of me.
Actually, to be honest my legs were shaking as hell. I thought instead of the girl, I need protection, but still I put of all my courage to speak something but before it…
"DASH!" they punched my face and almost broke my teeth.
I fell down, almost died. Whoa, I am so weak! "Crap!" I shouted and two of them stepped over me. "Where on earth I got this junk idea of saving this unlucky 6/10 girl."
Then, what I saw was seriously unbelievable. The girl gave me a disgusting look. She got up and took her bag and started fighting.
She punched them so hard, that they might have had lost their minds. She drove me crazy. Then I realized that the girl was actually protecting me. I don't know why the bald mad man made me save her. Why didn't he got himself into it.
I saw the girl fighting so intensely. Now, I was being afraid of her instead of those men. I was frozen again. What was happening? Really? I my legs were shaking again!
"PUNCH" "PUNCH" "Kick" 'SLAP' I her fighting with her teeth clenched. I thought she'll definitely kill them.
Those guys, frightened ran away, saving their life from her. Then she angrily turned and got back to me. Ah-Oh, It was my turn now.