Nothing Lasts Forever

This is a fanfic based off of the song "Nothing Lasts Forever" by Groove Coverage. Feedback plz and let me know if I should make a continuation on this (More chapters)

The orange beam of the setting sun gleamed in through the skylight windows of the Cerulean gym, setting the pool ablaze. A girl with hair as orange as the water sat on a diving board above the pool with her legs dangling down. She was staring forward, her eyes twinkling as she stared at the pool. Her small blue mouse Pokemon, Azurill was sitting in her lap, taking a nap. It was so peaceful… too peaceful. The peacefulness seemed… eerie somehow. Misty felt a tight knot of anxiety in her stomach and she didn't know why.

This anxiety had hit her earlier in the day. She had been in the middle of a gym battle when all of a sudden she got a sharp pain in her gut and fell on the platform, wreathing in pain. It wasn't her monthly… it wasn't time for that yet. It felt different too, ominous, forbodding, unexplainable feelings of grief and depression and anxiousness all together.

Her sisters went nuts. None of them knew what was wrong with her… Lily even flipped out and called the hospital-which Misty thought was pretty extreme, it wasn't like she was bleeding to death. The paramedics came and were slightly annoyed by the overreactions of the girls but played along, finding that they couldn't figure out what was wrong with her either. But the more she dwelled on it, the more she thought it was a feeling that something was going terribly wrong.

Normally Pokemon only knew when something somewhere was wrong but she somehow knew that she was right and that something terrible had happened. Another thing to note was that her heart ached along with the rest of it, like horribly.

"What's wrong with me…?" She murmered and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself but to no avail, nothing seemed to help the aching anxiety. After a few minutes of controlled breathing and meditation, she was starting to feel better just slightly. That is… until Violet called her, making Misty's eyes snap open and her heart skip a beat. It wasn't just the abrupt breaking of the silence that startled Misty, it was something in her sister's voice. It held panic, pity, anxiousness- and judging by the feelings she got in that split second, she knew this was what had been making her anxious all day.

"Misty! Like, you should come see this!" Violet had called.

"Hurry before you miss it!" Lily chimed in with the same tone in her voice.

Misty put Azurill down with trembling hands, awakening the Pokemon and making it stare up at her curiously. But she had no time to explain to her baby what was going on, she had to see what was causing all this before she… missed it?

She rushed out of the room and into the part of the living area where the tv lie to see her sisters sitting on the couch. They looked at her as she entered the room. Each of their eyes held similar sympathetic gazes, which made Misty worry even more.

"What's going on?" She asked them uneasily, her eyes shifting between the three.

"Just wait until the commercials are over…" Daisy told her sadly, staring at the floor.

"Look… If this is some kind of joke…" Misty started but knew that it couldn't be with how anxious this made her.

"It's like, no joke Misty." Lily said seriously and looked back at the tv.

"We're here for you if you need comforting." Violet added.

"Comforting…?" Misty echoed.

"Shh! It's coming on!" Lily shushed her.

It was the news, but the report was simply a trainer watch and interview, the trainer bragging about their Pokemon.

Misty looked at her sisters and Daisy just said "not this news report, believe me… You'll know which one it is." She still didn't look up.

The news caster then changed his stance to more serious. "In other news, in the Unova region 15 year old Pokemon trainer Ash Ketchum-"

Misty's heart stopped when his name came out of the newscaster's mouth. Why was he being mentioned on the news? Did he do something heroic or become a Pokemon Master finally? But judging from her sister's sympathy, she knew it couldn't be good.

"-was found dead-"

Time seemed to stop; the gym, her sisters, everything- disappeared. It was only her, standing in blackness, with the faint murmer of the tv still playing. 'Dead'. That word kept echoing in her mind. 'No,' it wasn't possible. He couldn't be dead. He survived everything! It wasn't possible!

She barely heard the newscaster say that his death was caused by drowning, he had gone heroically though- saving some people or something and ended up dying. But this hardly eased the unbearable pain that Misty felt right now.

Maybe… if she had been there, traveling with him instead of stuck in the gym, she could have made a difference- she could have saved him. Part of her told her that there probably wasn't much she could do but regret still weighed her down heavily.

She had LOVED HIM! Everytime there was some potential danger she worried about him until he was safe again or did everything in her power to protect him. Although he never knew her feelings for him- despite the many times she had made them obvious. And they parted, the secret still sealed within Misty's heart, too fragile to be released. The fear of him rejecting her, breaking her heart, or even worse… running away from her- for it was too great.

She had hoped to see him again someday, maybe when he had matured more, and tell him her secret… pray that he would accept her. She missed him and hated the gym that kept her from being with him again, but that was life.

But now… There was no chance of being with him again, of traveling by his and Brock's side and sharing many adventures together. There was no chance of him ever returning again and her telling him her deepest secret. She never told him… He will never know. The boy she deeply cared about was dead.

Their journeys together played in her mind like a black and white tape with no audio as darkness seemed to flood into her heart. Then the memories focused on him in detail; his determined yet kind eyes, his beautiful smile, everything that he did, their fights, it was too much to take.

She heard the faint sound of her sisters' voices that gradually grew louder and louder until the darkness had disappeared and she was back in the room with her sisters as they were fussing over her and hugging her.

"You're alive Misty! You were like dazed or something, you weren't responding!" Violet said.

Misty didn't reply, she just closed her eyes and didn't bother to try and hold back the tears that flooded from her eyes.

"I'm so sorry Misty." Daisy said sadly.

"We all are!" Lily added.

They were then silent- something new for her sisters- as they just hugged her.

Daisy then broke the silence. "We can like close the gym for a while until you feel better." She suggested.

You want to close the gym forever? Misty almost asked but couldn't even speak. She would never truly feel better but Daisy was right, she needed time to at least be able to think again. She just nodded slowly and sniffed.

Daisy spoke again after a few minutes of silence "do you want to go to his funeral?"

Misty's head snapped up. Would she be able to bare it? But then she decided it'd be best to go. She couldn't protect him from whatever killed him, the least she could was be there for his mom- since she knew what pain she must be going through, even more so than her. They had both lost someone they loved with all their hearts.

I have decided to continue this. So keep an eye out for the continuation... Misty isn't the only one affected by Ash's death. See the next edition... When it comes out.