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AN: I'm feeling kind of sad, so I'm writing a sad/romance/action/supernatural fic. Makes sense, ne? I've read alot of fic where Ash has special powers, and Misty leaves him because he is neglecting her, so I decided to change that a little. They don't have special powers like in other fics, it is mostly about fighting with special abilities in a different reality. Just read it! Please?
Ash walked through the muddy forest floor. Pikachu rode on
his shoulder as usual, but his ears were pricked up, searching
for the sound that it had heard a few minutes earlier. Then he
heard it again. It sounded like moaning.
"Pikapi!" it yelled to its trainer.
" You heard it again, Pikachu?"
" Pika!"
" Come on, let's go." He dashed through the trees,
following Pikachu.
Finally, Pikachu came to a clearing. Ash looked around for a second,
but saw nothing. Then he heard a moan. He turned towards the direction
it was coming from. Behind a tree, he saw a cloaked figure. The
figure was slender, so he figured it was a woman. He nodded to
Pikachu, and walked towards the stranger.
" Pikachupi?" Pikachu asked in a low incredulous
tone. Her aura was so srong. Shaking it off, he ran towards his
trainer who was already kneeled by the cloaked figure.
"She's alive." Ash confirmed what Pikachu already
knew.
" Pika?"
" She's badly injured, though. We should take her to the
hospital."
" Pikapi!"
" What, Pikachu?
" Pika kachupi"
" You want me to just leave her here?"
" Pika." Pikachu nodded. He didn't want Ash and
Misty to re-encounter.
" I can't do that, Pikachu!"
" Pi chupipi ka!" Pikachu threatened, charging up.
" Pikachu! What wrong with you?"
" Pikachupi. Pikapichuka!" He would send Ash's pokemon
for Pikachupi later. Even though it had been mostly Pikapi's fault,
he was still mad at Pikachupi
"Let me at least take a look at her."
"Pika!" Pikachu was too late, Ash quickly removed the hood of her cloak. The face belonged to a woman. She was really pale, and she was burning up with fever. Ash looked at her in shock. Misty. It had to be. The face was so hauntingly familiar. Memories flew through his mind. A certain one repeating itself over and over. A tear slid down his cheek, and he was about to pick her up, when a flash of light blinded him. Regaining his eyesight, he looked down. Misty was gone.
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Sadistic angel is at it again! * Evil laughter* Chapters 1-7 are done, but I have to edit them first, but chapter 2 & 3 will be up by next week... if anybody is reading this. Ho ho.