I'll Never Let Go...
This story is the result of a request from CrazyYanmega, another well known MorpheusShipping writer, to do a fic about what would have happened if Ash didn't manage to hold on to Angie's hand until help arrives, when that evil spirit tried to suck her into it's dark world? Read it and find out. This story also involves MorpheusShipping (Ash and Angie liking each other) so if you really don't like that idea, perhaps you should stop reading here. The rest, I hope you enjoy this fan-fiction.
"Ash! Let me go!" Angie yelled, "or else..." she closed her eyes for a moment before finishing her sentence, "you'll end up getting sucked in with me!"
"No!" Ash shouted, as he gritted his teeth, "I'll never let go! Even if it means forever!"
Angie looked up, straight into Ash's eyes, seeing the determined look on his face.
"Huh? Forever?" she said a little surprised.
Could this mean he did feel more for her than just a friend? Is this his way of saying he never wants to leave me again? Thoughts kept running through her mind, and even though she was still in this dangerous situation, she felt a sense of safety coming over her. As long as Ash was holding her hand, she would be fine.
"I... could really use... some help now..." Ash moaned, as it took considerable strength to keep Angie from getting sucked along by that evil spirit, that had disguised itself as a harmless little girl.
From a little distance, Brock, Professor Rowan and a few of his aides watched this scene, with fear in their eyes.
"There must be something we can do!" Brock shouted, as he held on to a nearby tree.
"No! Please stay back!" the professor said with a firm voice, "there is nothing you can do! The only way we can take on this ghost is with the help of strong Ghost Pokémon!"
Brock looked at the Dusknoir that was still unconscious. The combined attacks of Shinx and Pikachu had knocked it out well, a little too well for this occasion, so no help was to be expected from here. Meanwhile, Ash's hands were starting to get sweaty. He tried to tighten his grip on Angie's hand, but her hand started sliding a little. He dug deep to find more strength. "I've got to save her!" it ran through his mind. Ash didn't fully understand why he had grown so fond of his new rival, a girl he barely knew a few days now, but deep inside he cared so much about her safety, that he would gladly have switched places with her, and him being the one about to get drawn into a dark void.
"Awwhh..." Ash moaned, as he felt a cramp coming up.
Angie looked up again, after having her eyes closed most of the time, to protect them from the fierce wind blowing around her, the cold draft, that was trying to pull her in. She felt how Ash really gave all to keep her safe, but also that he couldn't last much longer. Either he would have to let go off her sooner or later, or she would pull him in as well, like she already warned him for. Angie looked at Ash's face again, seeing the pain in his eyes, reading from his face all the sacrifices he made for her. "Whatever happens, I must hold on to that image!" she thought. Suddenly Ash felt his grip weaken even further! "No! I can't give up! Not now!" it kept running through his mind, as he felt each of his fingers one by one letting go...
"Nooooooo!" Ash shouted as he suddenly lost his grip completely, and saw Angie falling towards that dark hole, from which the evil spirit was beckoning it's victim.
"I love you Ash!" Angie shouted, hoping Ash could hear those last words, before she disappeared into the darkness...
The wind that was blowing just a moment ago, suddenly subsided, as the portal to the dark world closed rapidly. Ash fell down on the ground, on his knees, his eyes fixed on the ground. Pikachu and Shinx let go of Ash's jacket, and slowly stepped forward from behind Ash, where they had been holding him, to help him hang on to Angie. Pikachu appeared on the right side of Ash, and Shinx on the left. Both Pokémon stared at the place where they last saw Angie before she vanished into the portal. A single tear fell to the ground, and another soon followed. Shinx laid it's head on Ash's knee, and Pikachu rubbed it's head against Ash's side, to comfort him.
"I'm... so sorry... Angie..." Ash sobbed, consumed by a mix of sadness and rage, pure anger for not having been able to save her.
Brock, professor Rowan, and the others that had watched the whole tragedy take place, ran towards Ash. But he didn't notice that, instead all he could think of was: "Why couldn't I save Angie this time?" and "what will become of her now?", two questions that kept coming up in Ash's mind...
This felt a little different for me to write, than any of my previous stories, in which all usually ends well. But unless I get overwhelming requests to add more chapters, this is it for this alternative storyline. Perhaps needless to say, this story doesn't tie in to my other work, since my other stories are all linked to each other in a way, being part of one big MorpheusShipping storyline.
As always, I apologize for any typing errors, or grammatically not 100% correct sentences. Remember, I am not a native English speaker or writer. I tried to make this story as close to the Pokémon series as possible, so that the characters will react roughly the same in this fictional story as they do in the series. Comments are always welcome, you can use the review function on this FanFiction site for that.
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any trademarks of Pokémon. Any similarities to the works of others is purely accidental, and not meant as an infringement on anyone's achievements.
Version 1.1 of this story, corrected a few errors that a reviewer brought to my attention.
