Thank you Pikachu
This is a VERY sad fic for Pikachu lovers. I am 1 myself. I'm just writing sad fics
2day.
Ash is standing under a tree on top of a grassy hill. Silent tears stream down
his face. He sniffes and whipes them away. The tears keep coming so he lets them
fall.
The memories. To painful here.His pokemon, no his best friend ... Dead.
The word was like a stone dropped on his heart. There was nothing he could do.
He could no longer push away the memories. Nor the emotions. He fell
to the ground and wept. He slammed his fist into the ground as the memories came
flooding back.
Pikachu, in his arms, barely breathing. He ran into the pokemon center and
handed pikachu to Nurse Joy. Nurse Joy frowned as she gave Chansey instructions and
rushed Pikachu to the emergancy room.
Five hours. Ash waited five heart wrenching hours. The light when off.
Nurse Joy emerged from the room with tears streaming down her face.
"He's gone." She mermured.
Ash slumped to the floor, mouth open in disbelife. Tears streamed down his
face. Nurse Joy brought out Pikachu's body. Ash cradled him. All those years.
Faithfullness and friendship. His best friend, gone.
"It was a pokemon thought disease."
Ash didn't care what it was. His dear Pikachu was gone.
That was five years ago. Ash is now 20. His is a pokemon doctor. A very
famous one in fact. He came to thank Pikachu. He had dicovered an antidote for the
disease that killed his closest friend.
Ash set his old trainers hat on top of the stone and wispered" Thank you,
Pikachu."
*sob sob* I kinda cried as I wrote this. It's sad! Well Bye for now! P.S. This is my first
Pokemon fic.
This is a VERY sad fic for Pikachu lovers. I am 1 myself. I'm just writing sad fics
2day.
Ash is standing under a tree on top of a grassy hill. Silent tears stream down
his face. He sniffes and whipes them away. The tears keep coming so he lets them
fall.
The memories. To painful here.His pokemon, no his best friend ... Dead.
The word was like a stone dropped on his heart. There was nothing he could do.
He could no longer push away the memories. Nor the emotions. He fell
to the ground and wept. He slammed his fist into the ground as the memories came
flooding back.
Pikachu, in his arms, barely breathing. He ran into the pokemon center and
handed pikachu to Nurse Joy. Nurse Joy frowned as she gave Chansey instructions and
rushed Pikachu to the emergancy room.
Five hours. Ash waited five heart wrenching hours. The light when off.
Nurse Joy emerged from the room with tears streaming down her face.
"He's gone." She mermured.
Ash slumped to the floor, mouth open in disbelife. Tears streamed down his
face. Nurse Joy brought out Pikachu's body. Ash cradled him. All those years.
Faithfullness and friendship. His best friend, gone.
"It was a pokemon thought disease."
Ash didn't care what it was. His dear Pikachu was gone.
That was five years ago. Ash is now 20. His is a pokemon doctor. A very
famous one in fact. He came to thank Pikachu. He had dicovered an antidote for the
disease that killed his closest friend.
Ash set his old trainers hat on top of the stone and wispered" Thank you,
Pikachu."
*sob sob* I kinda cried as I wrote this. It's sad! Well Bye for now! P.S. This is my first
Pokemon fic.