1 The Most Unlikely Team
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, nor do I claim to be. This story is totally original, and if any similarities occur between this and another story, it is unintentional (I can't read every fic out there). This story will have sexual acts between people, and you can't read it if you aren't of age, or if it offends you, blah, blah, blah.
Note: This is going to be a Pokemon/Zelda crossover. I believe in the Ash/Misty relationship, and if you don't, don't read this. Most of the story will be told through Ash's point of view, and some will be third person. This first chapter may be confusing, due to its content and the title of the story, but it'll piece it together I promise.
"Hey, give that back!" I yelled, after Misty who had just stolen my hat for the fifth time this week. "If you can catch me, I will!" Misty yelled back at me, she was already about thirty yards ahead of me, and she wasn't letting up on the gas. I took off running "surely I can catch her" I thought to myself, as I pumped my legs to go faster than her. I was really disappointed in myself after finding out that I could run better at eleven than I can at fourteen. It didn't matter though, I was still gaining on Misty, and soon I would have my hat back, and I would have something of hers to run off with.
"Gotcha!" I said loudly as I caught up with Misty and snatched my hat back. I then grabbed her backpack and took off running in the opposite direction. "Ash, come back here!" Misty screamed at me, but I was going to be stubborn like her, and not comply. Misty seemed to be tired though, so I just ran back to where we were camping, and hid her bag under her sleeping bag. I know it was weak, but hey, I couldn't just throw it in the bushes. "Alright Ash, where is it?" Misty demanded, giving me that look of 'if you don't tell me right now, I'll rip out your heart.' "Well, it's not going to jump out at you, so just look for it." I said, not realizing how stupid that sounded until it left my mouth.
Misty began her search, and I didn't realize that I hid that bag so well. She looked around like mad for that thing until I was starting to feel a bit sorry for her, and I considered getting it for her. I shook that notion off though as she finally began to look around her sleeping bag. She opened up the bag, and bent down to examine the insides of it. When she bent over though, her butt was eye level with me, and I couldn't help but to look at it. No, I'm not perverted, but one just can't help looking if one of the cutest butts they've ever seen was staring at them.
Misty finally emerged, holding her backpack in her hand with a look of triumph on her face. "Well, I see I can't hide anything from you." I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. Being the Misty that she always was even at fifteen, she took the smallest joke and treated it like I had just cursed her out. "What do you mean?!' She demanded, grabbing the collar of my shirt, and holding on for dear life. "Come on Misty, I was just joking." Boy, has that line been run in the dirt. "Joking huh, well…okay." She said immediately releasing her death grip and letting me stand up for air. "But," She said, giving me a feeling that this wasn't over, "I still owe you this." With that, she ran at me, and tackled me to the ground.
I bet you all are wondering what's going on right now, so I'll explain. I am fourteen, and that makes Misty fifteen. We've both been roaming around the country like we always have even since Brock left us for the second time. Where's Brock? No one knows, but at last word from him, he was going steady with one of the nurse Joys, and was a happy as he could be. Why do Misty and I wander around still? Well, I guess we don't know. It could be the fact that we're still looking for our Pokemon, or it could be something…else. What do you mean by 'looking for our Pokemon'? Well, about two years ago, Misty and I had all of our Pokemon out of their pokeballs for a break. They were running around like they always do, when a huge beam of light swept the area, and, when out eyes cleared, not one of the Pokemon were left.
Of course at first we thought it to be Team Rocket, but they haven't shown themselves in years, and they still weren't apparently. For about a year, Misty and I cried, looked, fought, looked some more, and finally looked again. But they were just gone. It had appeared that the same was the case all over. Not once since, have we seen a Pokemon, anywhere. Now though, we've finally learned to live with it, and just roll with the punches.
Night befell the land, and Misty and I built up the fire and got out something to cook over it. We decided on hotdogs, so I went to our bag of food, and got them out. I came back, and sat down by Misty and handed her a sharpened stick to stab the weenie with. I was a bit cautious in doing this, because I didn't want her to stab my…never mind. We, cooked, ate, talked about nothing, and finally went to bed. It was usually our custom to look a little for Pokemon that may be wandering about at night, but tonight, we didn't. "Goodnight Misty." I said, as I settled down into my sleeping bag. "Goodnight Ash." She returned.
When morning came, there was a dew on our bags, but we were used to it, and didn't give it much thought. I was first to wake (I'd made some major changes in my maturity, one of which was my early rising in the morning), and after I got dressed, I went to wake Misty. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, and I didn't want to interfere really, but I didn't wake her one morning, and she was very angry about it. So, I decided to avoid her wrath, and wake her. Don't ask why she tells me to wake her in the mornings, because every day, she just tells me to go away, or to let her sleep. I did what I usually did, took her shoulder, and gently shook it. It didn't work (it never does), then, I grabbed her by her wrists, and pulled her up so that she was standing.
She still didn't wake up, she just fell after I let her go. I caught her, and shook her a little. This was really strange, she usually was awake by then. "Misty, wake up!" I said right in her ear, surprising me at how loud I said it. She stayed like that for a few seconds before she suddenly came to and just walked off like she didn't even notice that she was standing. "Good morning Ash, how did you sleep?" Misty asked innocently, as she got dressed for the day. "Great, how about you?" I replied, still kind of shaken by how normal Misty acted when she woke up. "Oh, I slept great. I didn't notice how well you could sleep in a sleeping bag." It was true, last night was slept better than most for me as well. "So where are we going today?" Misty asked, leaning over my shoulder as I looked over our map.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but for today, there will be nothing more than forest on our traveling spree." I said, knowing that Misty would be upset a little by this. She hated the forest, and all of the things that it represented: bugs, weeds, shadowy trees, and all of the weird things wherewith. "Sorry." I said, trying to make it a little better for her. "It's okay, let's just get going so we don't have to stay in these woods any longer than we have to." She said, hiding her disappointment with a cheerful tone of voice. We gathered up our things, and left. We walked along a trail cut out by previous travelers, and in no time we were having a good conversation. Misty would talk some, and I would talk some. We would argue a bit, and there were some aspects that we totally agreed on. There were also quiet moments where we just listened to the sounds of the forest.
I liked those sounds for the most part, but Misty sure didn't. She would cringe at every little noise that we heard that sounded out-of-place, and she was growing more tired of the forest with every step. I felt kind of good being the shoulder that she was clinging to in times of fright for her, but at the same time, I hated that she was afraid. Misty and I were very close friends. A lot of times we argued, but still, we would make it up to each other later. We stopped at a small place that was outlined with large rocks, and decided to take a recess. Luckily there was a nearby river, so Misty and I took that opportunity to get a bath. As nasty as it may sound, we didn't get to bathe much when we were in the forest, and any time we could find a stream, river, spring, or whatever, we would take that opportunity to bathe. I went first, as I needed it more that Misty did. The river was about the right depth, and it wasn't flowing too fast. But the water was COLD.
"This is nice." Misty said to herself, as she lied down on a rock to bask in the sun, and just relax. "I hope Ash doesn't take too long." She had been silently laughing to herself the whole day about their morning. She had been awake ever since Ash had stood her up, but she acted asleep, and Ash was speechless when she just walked off right in front of him. "That was kind of mean I guess, but it was sure funny." She said to herself again, as she began to think of other things. "Ash sure has been nice to me this morning. I guess he just hasn't been agitated enough yet." She thought, as she schemed on stealing something of Ash's and running off with it. About that time, Ash came back from his bath, looking as clean as he could be.
"It's your turn." I said, as I walked around to where Misty was, and sat down by her. Misty had one of those mischievous looks in her eyes, so I said, "What?" She then snatched my hat off of my head, and took off running for the river. "Hey, come back!" I yelled after her, but she was already too far gone. "Damn, and I can't go get it from her while she's bathing. Well, maybe if I'm quiet, I could get my hat, and maybe…" My mind began to think thoughts that it shouldn't and I totally forgot about my hat. "No, I'm not a pervert." I said to myself, as I regained my senses. "On the bright side, she ran off without even a towel, so she can't come back for a while." My mind again started to wander off to bad places before my guilt for her in that situation made me think.
I don't know why I feel so guilty to her in those kinds of situations, but I do, and this wasn't going over well with the guilt portion of my brain. I couldn't even take her anything for the same reason that I couldn't get my hat, and all I could do was hope that she would realize her mistake, and come back before it was too late. A few minuets passed, and I realized that she wasn't coming back. I decided to take her at least a towel so she could wrap herself up until she came back and got some clothes. I grabbed a towel, and went to the river slowly. Nearly there, but still out of sight I called her. "Misty! You left without anything, so I brought you a towel!" "Okay, just come lay it on a rock here." I slowly walked up to the sand by the river, and picked a rock to lay the towel on.
"Where is my hat?" I asked her. "I've got it." She replied. "In the water with you?!" I asked, stunned that she would think to do such a thing. "No, but I've got it hidden, and it you want it back, then you'll either have to wait until I get out, or look for it now." "I think I'll look for it now." I said, as I started to scope the area. I kept my back turned to Misty so she could finish her bath. I searched the bushes, the trees, the ground, and everything in between. There was no sign of my hat. "Are you sure you don't have it with you?" I asked again, giving up on my hat. "Yep, I'm sure," Misty replied in a cheerful voice, "Now just go back to our little spot, and I'll be out in a minuet with your hat." "Okay, I will." I said, as I walked back to where I was.
About five minuets later, Misty came back from the river in her towel carrying my hat. "Thank you Misty, but where was it?" I asked, wanting to know where she had hidden it that I could not find it. "Let me get some clothes, change, and come back, and I'll tell you." Misty said, still keeping her light tone of voice. She walked off into the forest to change, and in no time, she came back out. "Now, finally where was my hat?" I asked for the third time. Even with my high level of toleration for Misty, I was still getting a little tired of waiting. "It was on the other side of the river." I nearly fell down with either the sheer childish simplicity of the situation or maybe Misty's light hearted tone of voice. "The…" I didn't even bother to finish. "Let's just go." I said, as I packed up my things, and after Misty did the same thing, we left.
We walked through more and more of the seemingly endless forest until the sky was dark. We found a small spot on the ground that was surrounded with trees, and was quite clear. After setting our stuff down and eating a bite, we built up a fire and talked for a while. "I wonder what Brock is doing?" Misty said with a far off look to her face. I looked at her for a few seconds, really taking in how cute she was. "I guess he's still living happily ever after with Nurse Joy." I said, beginning to wonder myself about him. "So what about you? What are your plans for the future? I'm sure you don't just want to wander around the country for the rest of your life." This time, Misty's words caught me by surprise, and, now that I thought on it, I didn't really know what I was planning on doing.
"I guess I'll just wait for the right opportunity to be happy, and when it comes, I'll seize it," I said, formulating into words what I was thinking, or at least trying, "What about you?" "Well, I really don't know, but I think I'm waiting on something," When I asked Misty what, she replied, "Well, I guess somebody who will always be there for me. Someone who will always love me no matter what." Once again I looked at her. She was looking forward, into the vast darkness, but I could still see those emerald green eyes. She turned to look at me I guess, and our eyes met. It was actually the first time in a long time that we had looked each other dead in the eyes. For a handful of minuets, all we did was stare at each other. I don't know if she was feeling the same thing, but all I could see was her eyes, and all I could feel was a surge of magic, that never ended for the rest of the night.
"Ash, I…well…never mind." Misty said, just before she went over to her sleeping bag, and settled down for the night. I immediately did the same thing. "Goodnight Misty." I said, trying one last time. "Goodnight Ash…" Misty said, before she fell asleep. I was awake though for a while, wrestling with these new feelings that were invading my head. I had always considered Misty to be one of the most important people in my life, but could this escalate into something more? I mean, we were only fourteen and fifteen. Did I…love her? I didn't even want to think the word. That word had for so long been reserved in my head as a word used between adults, and family. I never even thought it possible to love someone at my age, other than like family or a pet, but it was now a big picture in my head. "But Misty is like family to me." I thought to myself, trying to come to reason with these feelings.
I decided to leave it at that, and try to get some sleep. "I'll find out more in the morning." I said to myself. Even though I slept, my dreams were full of wild, crazy, downright scary things. I was alone in a dark room, when I saw a small light. I soon realized that it wasn't a small light, but I was in a huge area, and the light was just very far off. I suddenly knew that there were razor sharp protrusions on the wall, and if I hit them, I would die. So, either I could find out if the light was bigger and the world around me was just making it look small, or I could play it safe and not chance walking face first into death over a pinhole sized light. Morning. Misty was up before me for a change (very odd), and it was VERY cold. I got up out of my sleeping bag, and walked over by Misty and sat down next to her. She was sitting down on her sleeping bag, bundled into a ball just looking at the remains of the fire.
"Why haven't you started the fire?" I asked her as innocently as I could. She said nothing, but held up our lighter, frozen. "Oh." I said, this would be very bad, now that the winter has decided to set in. "I'm sorry, I should have seen this coming." Misty said, clearly trying to blame herself. I wouldn't have it. "Don't say that, it's not your fault. It was a good temperature when we went to sleep last night, and if anyone should be blamed it would be me. I was the last person to fall asleep." I silently draped my arm around her shoulder to try to warm her up at least a little. Her head fell onto my shoulder, and she fell asleep in an instant. "I wonder how long she's been awake?" I asked myself, suddenly feeling horrible about her being up half the night, cold and worrying about me when I woke up. I bent over and kissed her on the head gently, before laying my own head across hers, and falling asleep too.
***
"What in the hell are all of these creatures?" a young warrior dressed in green asked to himself, as he killed a little rat-like thing with his sword. "I've never seen creatures like this before." The young man took out a pair of glowing boots, and when he placed them on his feet, he dashed off across the land with his sword out, killing hundreds of the creatures as he jetted by them. He stopped suddenly though, because of a huge one of the new creatures, was standing directly in front of him, and it looked as if he was wanting a fight. "Roaaarrrrrrr!!" The red dragon-like thing roared as fire spewed from his mouth. The warrior dodged this though, and was charging for the dragon's throat with his sword in no time. The dragon was smart though, and he launched a ball of fire out of his mouth at the young man with incredible force. The man dressed in green blocked the fireball with a large shield that seemed to be a mirror at the same time. Seeing that the he couldn't win, the dragon took to the sky, and darted off at lightning speed. "That was bad." Was all the man said after the battle with the dragon.
***
"Misty. Misty, wake up." I said to her in a coaxing voice that brought her out of her sleep, and got me a smile for extra credit. "Good morning." Misty said, as she got up and went over to the remains of the fire to attempt to rekindle it. I, meanwhile, was gathering our supplies and sleeping gear, and getting it all ready for travel. "Come on Misty, lets get out of this forest." I said with a smile, as I knew that it would make her happy. She smiled brightly in return, and picked up her portion of the load. "Let's get out of here." She said, still wearing that smile. We both walked off into the dense forest, and were soon on out way to the nearest town. Most of the walk was quiet, mostly due to us and all other things trying to retain their heat. After about an hour or so walk, we stumbled onto the entrance of a city.
This city, Blue City by name, was as large as even Celadon City if not bigger. "Wow, this is great!" Misty exclaimed as she scanned the city with the eyes of a little child in front of a candy store. Not being one to keep her waiting, I lead the way by saying, "After you," And placing my arms out in front of me as if to show something. "Thank you." Misty said, as she walked past me, and in doing so, grabbed my hand, and pulled me level with her. We walked through the city, hand-in-hand, and looked at all of the amazing sights to see. There was one place in particular that both of us said that we'd go to first thing in the morning, and it was the Blue City Mall. This place was humongous. "We'd better get a room to stay the night in." Misty said, as she pulled me over to the nearest Hotel. We went inside, and ordered a room. They put us in room D-19, which happened to be upstairs and directly above the pool.
"This is nice." I said, as I dropped my stuff on the floor, and examined the room. It was a middle class room, but it still had some good accommodations, compared to what Misty and I was used to. It was now about eight-thirty P.M., and we were going to need sleep for the big day tomorrow, so we got showers, and crawled into our beds, and watched T.V. for a little while. It was odd, not Misty or I had mentioned the thing between us list night, and I was starting to wonder if it had been another one of my crazy dreams. But no, it was too real for that. "Ash," Misty said, abruptly bringing me from my dream world, "About last night," Here it was, the moment of truth. Either she was going to totally crush my heart, or she was going to make me the happiest person that ever lived. "Did you feel something between us?" "Yes." Was my answer. "Well, did you like it?" "Yes." "And, if it happened again, what would you do?" Here we go with the questions again.
"I guess I'd embrace it, and hold on to it. I'd keep the feeling with me forever so I'd have something to fall back on in case that moment never occurred again." I said, silently patting myself on the back for my not letting too much out, but at the same time, not retaining anything vital. "Oh." Misty said. Now she's going to keep me hanging. "How about you?" I said, using that same line from last night. "Me? Well, I'd probably try to create more of it, so the feeling would never run out." Misty said, breaking our eye contact, and looking at the ground.
Suddenly my dream came back to me. At first it didn't make sense, but then I got it. Misty was the light, and it was my decision that was either the big room or the sharp wall. I could spill my guts to Misty, and either receive what I wanted in return and go to the big light, or be rejected by her, and walk into the spiked wall. My other option was never saying anything, and while never getting hurt, I would never get happiness. I would always be in that medium, and I would never know her feelings for me. That was certainly not what I wanted. "Misty," I said, building up the courage to say it, "I love you."
For a few minuets that seemed like days to me, she sat there with no expression on her face. I was starting to get scared, when she spoke, "Ash, I know, and I…I love you too." It felt great. It was as if a truckload of bricks had just been removed off of my chest. I wanted to cry for happiness, and at the same time, I wanted to tell the whole word about the good news. Misty loves me! I finally calmed down to where I could look Misty in the eyes without totally flipping out. I regained my calmness, and I went over to her bed and sat down beside her. I took her jaw in my hand, and I kissed her. No, I mean really kissed her. Finally (I was starting to get a bit eager), her tongue broke through her lips, and for the first time, her and I were exploring each other like never before.
I nibbled on her bottom lip slightly, as she traced my gums with her tongue. We kept up that little war for some of the best minuets of my life, before I started to get bolder. I broke the kiss, and started little pecks down her neck, and up her right arm. Her head was tilted back and I was eliciting small moans as I continued my trip down her arm. I backtracked the same route, and before going too far, she said, "Stop." I quickly retreated, not wanting to ruin anything. "Sorry," I said, "I went too far." "No you didn't," Misty said, "but not just yet." She pulled me into a hug, and down onto the bed with her. (No, sick people, this isn't what you think) That night was probably one of the best nights of my life. We slept like two babies, cuddled against each other, and totally unaware of anything but us.
***
"This is weird. These creatures are still around, and my land seems to be slipping away before my eyes." The same young warrior said to himself as he went about seeking guidance from anyone that he could trust. That was the problem though. No one was around. Not even the Princess was to be found. The first thought that had come to the young warrior's mind was Ganon, but no, this didn't look like his work. In some parts of Hyrule, there were vast white spots, that seemed to be holes into nowhere. These holes were growing though, and it was very disturbing for the young warrior. The creatures were everywhere, and he still hadn't figured out how they seemed to be able to control the elements. He had even seen a small yellow rodent send electricity through a bird, and kill it to eat it. Suddenly, the warrior heard singing. It was soft, sweet singing. The kind that puts small children to sleep at night, and the kind that enchants peoples hearts.
***
"Wake up, beautiful." I said to Misty in one of the softest voices I could muster. "Hmm? Oh, good morning Ash." She returned with a smile. "Today's the big shopping day. Let's get ready so we can beat the crowds." I said, letting some logic slip through. We took showers, got dressed in some clean clothes, and left to get breakfast somewhere. We decided on the hotel's restaurant, and ate a delicious meal of eggs, grits, bacon, and some very good biscuits. After finishing our meal and paying for the food, we went directly to the mall. We got there fairly early, like I had wanted to, and there wasn't such a big crowd as there would be around one o'clock in the evening. The stores that were in this mall dwarfed all others by far. It had any type, style, or size of clothes that you could imagine. There were stores totally dedicated to one type of video/DVD. And, the stores that just had stuff overwhelmed us.
Misty and I stayed in that mall for nearly ten hours before we quit shopping due to the sharp pains in our feet and legs. We sat down at the food court to eat dinner, while we looked at our budget. We still had around one thousand dollars left. How did we get such money? Well, even after three years of no income, Misty and my winnings from Pokemon battles were so great that we could live off of them (and live good) for a while. "Ash, my feet hurt. I'm ready to go back to our room." Misty said, rubbing her sore foot. "Here let me do that for you." I said, as I moved my chair around by Misty so I could access her feet. I took her shoes off, and massaged her swollen feet with the precision of a professional. "Oh Ash, that feels so good." Misty said as I rubbed the balls of her feet and kneaded the flesh of her arches. People were staring, but I didn't care. Let them gather around and take pictures for all I cared. I did finally stop though, because my feet were hurting so badly. I know it was selfish, but I can't serve Misty if I can't even concentrate.
We went back to our room, and decided to go through our newly purchased items. We each had around twelve bags each filled to the brim with clothes, supplies, and anything else that caught our eye. "Ash, I've been thinking," Misty said, "Why don't we just find someplace to live, and just settle down there?" I had been thinking the same thing more or less, and I replied with, "Yeah, that would be great, but where? And I really don't want to have to start working for an income." "Maybe we could stay with my sisters, or maybe we could get a small place and fix it up?" Misty said, thinking really hard about it. She has such a cute wrinkle in her forehead when she thinks really hard. "I've got it," I said at last, "My mom would let us stay with her." "Yeah, that's a great idea." Misty said enthusiastically. "Then it's settled? Tomorrow, we'll start back home?" I asked her, wanting to make sure of it before jumping to conclusions. "Yep."
Boy, was that night fun (all sarcasm intended). We had to unpack our loot, separate it into categories, bag it, and get it ready to go home with us. Then there was the risk of breaking your back, when carrying all of it for such a distance. "Well, I think we're set. I've got an idea though. Since Goldenrod City is not too far away, why don't we just go there and take the train to Saffron City? That would be far closer than having to walk from here." Misty said, totally right. "Misty, you amaze me." I said, getting a smile in return. That night too, we slept like nothing before. I guess it's something about having someone that you love so much sleeping in the same bed with you that's just relaxing. I dreamed again that night, and guess what about.
I was in the big room, walking to the light that was getting bigger. I was just about there when I saw Misty in the center of the light. She looked so peaceful as she slept. She was wearing a white nightgown, and had her hair let down (the way I like it). I walked through the light, and suddenly, I saw my Pikachu. It was running to me as fast as it could. I was so happy to see it, that I nearly forgot about Misty until she called my name. I was torn yet again. I could either stay with my love, Misty, or go greet my longtime friend Pikachu. Suddenly, I jumped awake, and in doing so, I woke Misty too. "What is it Ash?" Misty asked me. "Nothing, I just had a bad dream. Go back to sleep." I said, as I lied my head down on the pillow, and thought about the dream.
My other dream like that about Misty had come true in a sense, and if this dream came true, then which choice would I make. On one hand, I would never forsake my Misty, and one of the reasons that her and I were able to be together is because of not having Pokemon to deal with. But on the other hand, Pikachu was always there. Even when Misty, Brock, or whoever else doubted me, there was always Pikachu to count on. Also, if I got Pikachu back, then what's to say that the rest of them wouldn't come back as well? And on the other…oops, ran out of hands. I finally drifted off to sleep, and didn't have another dream for the rest of the night.
Morning finds me asleep like a baby, and Misty leaning over me trying to wake me. "Come on Ash, wake up." She said, as I just rolled over in my sleep. I was up in an instant though, when she planted a kiss on my head. "Well, well, look who decided to get up." Misty said, as I wiped the sleep from my eyes. When through, I leaned up and kissed her in return. For that morning we did the same thing, showered, dressed, ate, packed our things, and left. We found the fastest route to Goldenrod City, and we took it.
***
"What's that singing?" Our same, as of yet, unnamed warrior asked himself as he ventured closer to the singing. The white emptiness of the holes seemed to have a pulling effect on him, and the singing was emitting from there as well. Upon a little closer inspection of the white hole, the voice was definitely in there, and it was certainly female. "What do I do? Jump in, or stay out? If I stay out, I can be sure of my safety from that thing if it turns out to be dangerous, but on second thought, I'm not one to play it safe, and those holes are expanding, so I'm going to have to get in them anyway. So, here goes!" With that, the brave warrior took a step back, and ran for the hole. He jumped into the air directly over the hole, and fell right into it. Blackness. For a place as white as the holes seemed, it sure was black in there. He walked around for a wile, examining things, and all of the time having his sword drawn and his shield out, ready for anything.
"Wait, what's that light?" He asked himself, as he saw a bright light, very far off in the distance. He began to run for the light, and the light indeed grew as he neared it. Upon making it to the light, he saw another land, not unlike that of Hyrule. There was green grass, trees, water, and small villages. He was seeing it from a bird's eye view. "Well, down there's better than up here." He said, as he jumped, once again, into the air. He flew downwards at an incredible speed, but when he landed, it was the softest landing he'd ever had. He got up and walked to where he thought he saw the village. There were people alright, they looked humanoid enough, aside from the slight difference here and there. Every one of them though looked at Him as if he was a purple Stalfos.
Finally, he was gave some form of greeting or another by a young girl, about his age, running out of a hut to him. "I'm Fiona, who are you?" The young girl asked looking at him like he was the aforementioned purple Stalfos. "I have many names." The warrior said, keeping a mellow tone to his voice. "Oh, well, you look just like someone from our legend," Fiona said eying him from head to toe, "The person's name in our legend is the Hero of Time, Link." His bottom jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "This village has made a legend out of me too?" He thought to himself while thinking of an easy way out of this one. "Well, my name is Link, but I'm not familiar with the title 'Hero of Time'" Link lied to Fiona who appeared to buy it for the most part.
"Oh," She started, sounding disappointed. But she soon returned to her cheerful tone, "But I think you're cute, you'll do anyway." "Do for what, exactly?" Link asked a bit apprehensively, seeing as how some people have very odd customs for 'cute' people. Huh? Fiona? Oh yeah, well she needed about three inches to look Link in the eyes. She had lower-neck length blonde hair, BRIGHT blue eyes, a lean figure, and a neat little symbol on her forehead. "Will you stay with us?" Fiona asked Link who was still scanning the area. "Huh? Oh, yeah. That is if it's alright with whoever's in charge around here." "It is, so don't worry." Fiona said with a smile. "How do you know?" Link asked her with slight confusion. "Because I'm the one in charge. I'm the leader of this village, and what I say goes, so don't worry." "Y, You are in charge? How old are you anyway?" Link asked acting like a parental figure of some sort. "Well, I'm about seventeen." Fiona answered. Link then realized that she was only a year behind him in age.
"Where are your parents?" Link asked. "They're dead. And I'm next." Fiona answered, letting her head drop. "What? Dead? What do you mean 'you're next'?" Link asked, starting to get mad at whoever would think to do such a thing to such a peaceful village. But here he was jumping the gun. Of all the death Link had ever known, killing was the only way to reach that point, so naturally he would think the worst. Someone had raided the village and killed Fiona's parents. "Yes, dead," Fiona said, raising her head again, "They came and killed them at age thirty, and I just know they'll come for me too." She said, a single tear falling from her face. "Who are 'they'?" Link asked, wiping the tear off of Fiona's face. "We still don't know what they call themselves, because they never speak. But they live across the sea from us." Fiona finished, looking Link in the eyes.
So Link had another adventure to go on, and another way of life to save. But this time, it wouldn't be so bad, because he had some support, from Fiona at least. "Will you please stay?" Fiona asked Link again, who this time wouldn't refuse. "Sure." He said. "Okay, so now that that's settled, we'll have to introduce you to everyone, and get you properly situated in my palace." Fiona said, thinking of all the things needed to make Link an honorary member of her people. Link's jaw nearly dropped to the ground again after Fiona took him around the last corner. Before him stood a ten- story palace that was adorned with the most detailed painting on the front of it, that Link had ever seen. "So this is your palace?" Link asked Fiona, craning his neck to see the top of it. "Yep." Fiona said proudly, as she took Link inside.
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End, Chapter one.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, nor do I claim to be. This story is totally original, and if any similarities occur between this and another story, it is unintentional (I can't read every fic out there). This story will have sexual acts between people, and you can't read it if you aren't of age, or if it offends you, blah, blah, blah.
Note: This is going to be a Pokemon/Zelda crossover. I believe in the Ash/Misty relationship, and if you don't, don't read this. Most of the story will be told through Ash's point of view, and some will be third person. This first chapter may be confusing, due to its content and the title of the story, but it'll piece it together I promise.
"Hey, give that back!" I yelled, after Misty who had just stolen my hat for the fifth time this week. "If you can catch me, I will!" Misty yelled back at me, she was already about thirty yards ahead of me, and she wasn't letting up on the gas. I took off running "surely I can catch her" I thought to myself, as I pumped my legs to go faster than her. I was really disappointed in myself after finding out that I could run better at eleven than I can at fourteen. It didn't matter though, I was still gaining on Misty, and soon I would have my hat back, and I would have something of hers to run off with.
"Gotcha!" I said loudly as I caught up with Misty and snatched my hat back. I then grabbed her backpack and took off running in the opposite direction. "Ash, come back here!" Misty screamed at me, but I was going to be stubborn like her, and not comply. Misty seemed to be tired though, so I just ran back to where we were camping, and hid her bag under her sleeping bag. I know it was weak, but hey, I couldn't just throw it in the bushes. "Alright Ash, where is it?" Misty demanded, giving me that look of 'if you don't tell me right now, I'll rip out your heart.' "Well, it's not going to jump out at you, so just look for it." I said, not realizing how stupid that sounded until it left my mouth.
Misty began her search, and I didn't realize that I hid that bag so well. She looked around like mad for that thing until I was starting to feel a bit sorry for her, and I considered getting it for her. I shook that notion off though as she finally began to look around her sleeping bag. She opened up the bag, and bent down to examine the insides of it. When she bent over though, her butt was eye level with me, and I couldn't help but to look at it. No, I'm not perverted, but one just can't help looking if one of the cutest butts they've ever seen was staring at them.
Misty finally emerged, holding her backpack in her hand with a look of triumph on her face. "Well, I see I can't hide anything from you." I said with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. Being the Misty that she always was even at fifteen, she took the smallest joke and treated it like I had just cursed her out. "What do you mean?!' She demanded, grabbing the collar of my shirt, and holding on for dear life. "Come on Misty, I was just joking." Boy, has that line been run in the dirt. "Joking huh, well…okay." She said immediately releasing her death grip and letting me stand up for air. "But," She said, giving me a feeling that this wasn't over, "I still owe you this." With that, she ran at me, and tackled me to the ground.
I bet you all are wondering what's going on right now, so I'll explain. I am fourteen, and that makes Misty fifteen. We've both been roaming around the country like we always have even since Brock left us for the second time. Where's Brock? No one knows, but at last word from him, he was going steady with one of the nurse Joys, and was a happy as he could be. Why do Misty and I wander around still? Well, I guess we don't know. It could be the fact that we're still looking for our Pokemon, or it could be something…else. What do you mean by 'looking for our Pokemon'? Well, about two years ago, Misty and I had all of our Pokemon out of their pokeballs for a break. They were running around like they always do, when a huge beam of light swept the area, and, when out eyes cleared, not one of the Pokemon were left.
Of course at first we thought it to be Team Rocket, but they haven't shown themselves in years, and they still weren't apparently. For about a year, Misty and I cried, looked, fought, looked some more, and finally looked again. But they were just gone. It had appeared that the same was the case all over. Not once since, have we seen a Pokemon, anywhere. Now though, we've finally learned to live with it, and just roll with the punches.
Night befell the land, and Misty and I built up the fire and got out something to cook over it. We decided on hotdogs, so I went to our bag of food, and got them out. I came back, and sat down by Misty and handed her a sharpened stick to stab the weenie with. I was a bit cautious in doing this, because I didn't want her to stab my…never mind. We, cooked, ate, talked about nothing, and finally went to bed. It was usually our custom to look a little for Pokemon that may be wandering about at night, but tonight, we didn't. "Goodnight Misty." I said, as I settled down into my sleeping bag. "Goodnight Ash." She returned.
When morning came, there was a dew on our bags, but we were used to it, and didn't give it much thought. I was first to wake (I'd made some major changes in my maturity, one of which was my early rising in the morning), and after I got dressed, I went to wake Misty. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, and I didn't want to interfere really, but I didn't wake her one morning, and she was very angry about it. So, I decided to avoid her wrath, and wake her. Don't ask why she tells me to wake her in the mornings, because every day, she just tells me to go away, or to let her sleep. I did what I usually did, took her shoulder, and gently shook it. It didn't work (it never does), then, I grabbed her by her wrists, and pulled her up so that she was standing.
She still didn't wake up, she just fell after I let her go. I caught her, and shook her a little. This was really strange, she usually was awake by then. "Misty, wake up!" I said right in her ear, surprising me at how loud I said it. She stayed like that for a few seconds before she suddenly came to and just walked off like she didn't even notice that she was standing. "Good morning Ash, how did you sleep?" Misty asked innocently, as she got dressed for the day. "Great, how about you?" I replied, still kind of shaken by how normal Misty acted when she woke up. "Oh, I slept great. I didn't notice how well you could sleep in a sleeping bag." It was true, last night was slept better than most for me as well. "So where are we going today?" Misty asked, leaning over my shoulder as I looked over our map.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but for today, there will be nothing more than forest on our traveling spree." I said, knowing that Misty would be upset a little by this. She hated the forest, and all of the things that it represented: bugs, weeds, shadowy trees, and all of the weird things wherewith. "Sorry." I said, trying to make it a little better for her. "It's okay, let's just get going so we don't have to stay in these woods any longer than we have to." She said, hiding her disappointment with a cheerful tone of voice. We gathered up our things, and left. We walked along a trail cut out by previous travelers, and in no time we were having a good conversation. Misty would talk some, and I would talk some. We would argue a bit, and there were some aspects that we totally agreed on. There were also quiet moments where we just listened to the sounds of the forest.
I liked those sounds for the most part, but Misty sure didn't. She would cringe at every little noise that we heard that sounded out-of-place, and she was growing more tired of the forest with every step. I felt kind of good being the shoulder that she was clinging to in times of fright for her, but at the same time, I hated that she was afraid. Misty and I were very close friends. A lot of times we argued, but still, we would make it up to each other later. We stopped at a small place that was outlined with large rocks, and decided to take a recess. Luckily there was a nearby river, so Misty and I took that opportunity to get a bath. As nasty as it may sound, we didn't get to bathe much when we were in the forest, and any time we could find a stream, river, spring, or whatever, we would take that opportunity to bathe. I went first, as I needed it more that Misty did. The river was about the right depth, and it wasn't flowing too fast. But the water was COLD.
"This is nice." Misty said to herself, as she lied down on a rock to bask in the sun, and just relax. "I hope Ash doesn't take too long." She had been silently laughing to herself the whole day about their morning. She had been awake ever since Ash had stood her up, but she acted asleep, and Ash was speechless when she just walked off right in front of him. "That was kind of mean I guess, but it was sure funny." She said to herself again, as she began to think of other things. "Ash sure has been nice to me this morning. I guess he just hasn't been agitated enough yet." She thought, as she schemed on stealing something of Ash's and running off with it. About that time, Ash came back from his bath, looking as clean as he could be.
"It's your turn." I said, as I walked around to where Misty was, and sat down by her. Misty had one of those mischievous looks in her eyes, so I said, "What?" She then snatched my hat off of my head, and took off running for the river. "Hey, come back!" I yelled after her, but she was already too far gone. "Damn, and I can't go get it from her while she's bathing. Well, maybe if I'm quiet, I could get my hat, and maybe…" My mind began to think thoughts that it shouldn't and I totally forgot about my hat. "No, I'm not a pervert." I said to myself, as I regained my senses. "On the bright side, she ran off without even a towel, so she can't come back for a while." My mind again started to wander off to bad places before my guilt for her in that situation made me think.
I don't know why I feel so guilty to her in those kinds of situations, but I do, and this wasn't going over well with the guilt portion of my brain. I couldn't even take her anything for the same reason that I couldn't get my hat, and all I could do was hope that she would realize her mistake, and come back before it was too late. A few minuets passed, and I realized that she wasn't coming back. I decided to take her at least a towel so she could wrap herself up until she came back and got some clothes. I grabbed a towel, and went to the river slowly. Nearly there, but still out of sight I called her. "Misty! You left without anything, so I brought you a towel!" "Okay, just come lay it on a rock here." I slowly walked up to the sand by the river, and picked a rock to lay the towel on.
"Where is my hat?" I asked her. "I've got it." She replied. "In the water with you?!" I asked, stunned that she would think to do such a thing. "No, but I've got it hidden, and it you want it back, then you'll either have to wait until I get out, or look for it now." "I think I'll look for it now." I said, as I started to scope the area. I kept my back turned to Misty so she could finish her bath. I searched the bushes, the trees, the ground, and everything in between. There was no sign of my hat. "Are you sure you don't have it with you?" I asked again, giving up on my hat. "Yep, I'm sure," Misty replied in a cheerful voice, "Now just go back to our little spot, and I'll be out in a minuet with your hat." "Okay, I will." I said, as I walked back to where I was.
About five minuets later, Misty came back from the river in her towel carrying my hat. "Thank you Misty, but where was it?" I asked, wanting to know where she had hidden it that I could not find it. "Let me get some clothes, change, and come back, and I'll tell you." Misty said, still keeping her light tone of voice. She walked off into the forest to change, and in no time, she came back out. "Now, finally where was my hat?" I asked for the third time. Even with my high level of toleration for Misty, I was still getting a little tired of waiting. "It was on the other side of the river." I nearly fell down with either the sheer childish simplicity of the situation or maybe Misty's light hearted tone of voice. "The…" I didn't even bother to finish. "Let's just go." I said, as I packed up my things, and after Misty did the same thing, we left.
We walked through more and more of the seemingly endless forest until the sky was dark. We found a small spot on the ground that was surrounded with trees, and was quite clear. After setting our stuff down and eating a bite, we built up a fire and talked for a while. "I wonder what Brock is doing?" Misty said with a far off look to her face. I looked at her for a few seconds, really taking in how cute she was. "I guess he's still living happily ever after with Nurse Joy." I said, beginning to wonder myself about him. "So what about you? What are your plans for the future? I'm sure you don't just want to wander around the country for the rest of your life." This time, Misty's words caught me by surprise, and, now that I thought on it, I didn't really know what I was planning on doing.
"I guess I'll just wait for the right opportunity to be happy, and when it comes, I'll seize it," I said, formulating into words what I was thinking, or at least trying, "What about you?" "Well, I really don't know, but I think I'm waiting on something," When I asked Misty what, she replied, "Well, I guess somebody who will always be there for me. Someone who will always love me no matter what." Once again I looked at her. She was looking forward, into the vast darkness, but I could still see those emerald green eyes. She turned to look at me I guess, and our eyes met. It was actually the first time in a long time that we had looked each other dead in the eyes. For a handful of minuets, all we did was stare at each other. I don't know if she was feeling the same thing, but all I could see was her eyes, and all I could feel was a surge of magic, that never ended for the rest of the night.
"Ash, I…well…never mind." Misty said, just before she went over to her sleeping bag, and settled down for the night. I immediately did the same thing. "Goodnight Misty." I said, trying one last time. "Goodnight Ash…" Misty said, before she fell asleep. I was awake though for a while, wrestling with these new feelings that were invading my head. I had always considered Misty to be one of the most important people in my life, but could this escalate into something more? I mean, we were only fourteen and fifteen. Did I…love her? I didn't even want to think the word. That word had for so long been reserved in my head as a word used between adults, and family. I never even thought it possible to love someone at my age, other than like family or a pet, but it was now a big picture in my head. "But Misty is like family to me." I thought to myself, trying to come to reason with these feelings.
I decided to leave it at that, and try to get some sleep. "I'll find out more in the morning." I said to myself. Even though I slept, my dreams were full of wild, crazy, downright scary things. I was alone in a dark room, when I saw a small light. I soon realized that it wasn't a small light, but I was in a huge area, and the light was just very far off. I suddenly knew that there were razor sharp protrusions on the wall, and if I hit them, I would die. So, either I could find out if the light was bigger and the world around me was just making it look small, or I could play it safe and not chance walking face first into death over a pinhole sized light. Morning. Misty was up before me for a change (very odd), and it was VERY cold. I got up out of my sleeping bag, and walked over by Misty and sat down next to her. She was sitting down on her sleeping bag, bundled into a ball just looking at the remains of the fire.
"Why haven't you started the fire?" I asked her as innocently as I could. She said nothing, but held up our lighter, frozen. "Oh." I said, this would be very bad, now that the winter has decided to set in. "I'm sorry, I should have seen this coming." Misty said, clearly trying to blame herself. I wouldn't have it. "Don't say that, it's not your fault. It was a good temperature when we went to sleep last night, and if anyone should be blamed it would be me. I was the last person to fall asleep." I silently draped my arm around her shoulder to try to warm her up at least a little. Her head fell onto my shoulder, and she fell asleep in an instant. "I wonder how long she's been awake?" I asked myself, suddenly feeling horrible about her being up half the night, cold and worrying about me when I woke up. I bent over and kissed her on the head gently, before laying my own head across hers, and falling asleep too.
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"What in the hell are all of these creatures?" a young warrior dressed in green asked to himself, as he killed a little rat-like thing with his sword. "I've never seen creatures like this before." The young man took out a pair of glowing boots, and when he placed them on his feet, he dashed off across the land with his sword out, killing hundreds of the creatures as he jetted by them. He stopped suddenly though, because of a huge one of the new creatures, was standing directly in front of him, and it looked as if he was wanting a fight. "Roaaarrrrrrr!!" The red dragon-like thing roared as fire spewed from his mouth. The warrior dodged this though, and was charging for the dragon's throat with his sword in no time. The dragon was smart though, and he launched a ball of fire out of his mouth at the young man with incredible force. The man dressed in green blocked the fireball with a large shield that seemed to be a mirror at the same time. Seeing that the he couldn't win, the dragon took to the sky, and darted off at lightning speed. "That was bad." Was all the man said after the battle with the dragon.
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"Misty. Misty, wake up." I said to her in a coaxing voice that brought her out of her sleep, and got me a smile for extra credit. "Good morning." Misty said, as she got up and went over to the remains of the fire to attempt to rekindle it. I, meanwhile, was gathering our supplies and sleeping gear, and getting it all ready for travel. "Come on Misty, lets get out of this forest." I said with a smile, as I knew that it would make her happy. She smiled brightly in return, and picked up her portion of the load. "Let's get out of here." She said, still wearing that smile. We both walked off into the dense forest, and were soon on out way to the nearest town. Most of the walk was quiet, mostly due to us and all other things trying to retain their heat. After about an hour or so walk, we stumbled onto the entrance of a city.
This city, Blue City by name, was as large as even Celadon City if not bigger. "Wow, this is great!" Misty exclaimed as she scanned the city with the eyes of a little child in front of a candy store. Not being one to keep her waiting, I lead the way by saying, "After you," And placing my arms out in front of me as if to show something. "Thank you." Misty said, as she walked past me, and in doing so, grabbed my hand, and pulled me level with her. We walked through the city, hand-in-hand, and looked at all of the amazing sights to see. There was one place in particular that both of us said that we'd go to first thing in the morning, and it was the Blue City Mall. This place was humongous. "We'd better get a room to stay the night in." Misty said, as she pulled me over to the nearest Hotel. We went inside, and ordered a room. They put us in room D-19, which happened to be upstairs and directly above the pool.
"This is nice." I said, as I dropped my stuff on the floor, and examined the room. It was a middle class room, but it still had some good accommodations, compared to what Misty and I was used to. It was now about eight-thirty P.M., and we were going to need sleep for the big day tomorrow, so we got showers, and crawled into our beds, and watched T.V. for a little while. It was odd, not Misty or I had mentioned the thing between us list night, and I was starting to wonder if it had been another one of my crazy dreams. But no, it was too real for that. "Ash," Misty said, abruptly bringing me from my dream world, "About last night," Here it was, the moment of truth. Either she was going to totally crush my heart, or she was going to make me the happiest person that ever lived. "Did you feel something between us?" "Yes." Was my answer. "Well, did you like it?" "Yes." "And, if it happened again, what would you do?" Here we go with the questions again.
"I guess I'd embrace it, and hold on to it. I'd keep the feeling with me forever so I'd have something to fall back on in case that moment never occurred again." I said, silently patting myself on the back for my not letting too much out, but at the same time, not retaining anything vital. "Oh." Misty said. Now she's going to keep me hanging. "How about you?" I said, using that same line from last night. "Me? Well, I'd probably try to create more of it, so the feeling would never run out." Misty said, breaking our eye contact, and looking at the ground.
Suddenly my dream came back to me. At first it didn't make sense, but then I got it. Misty was the light, and it was my decision that was either the big room or the sharp wall. I could spill my guts to Misty, and either receive what I wanted in return and go to the big light, or be rejected by her, and walk into the spiked wall. My other option was never saying anything, and while never getting hurt, I would never get happiness. I would always be in that medium, and I would never know her feelings for me. That was certainly not what I wanted. "Misty," I said, building up the courage to say it, "I love you."
For a few minuets that seemed like days to me, she sat there with no expression on her face. I was starting to get scared, when she spoke, "Ash, I know, and I…I love you too." It felt great. It was as if a truckload of bricks had just been removed off of my chest. I wanted to cry for happiness, and at the same time, I wanted to tell the whole word about the good news. Misty loves me! I finally calmed down to where I could look Misty in the eyes without totally flipping out. I regained my calmness, and I went over to her bed and sat down beside her. I took her jaw in my hand, and I kissed her. No, I mean really kissed her. Finally (I was starting to get a bit eager), her tongue broke through her lips, and for the first time, her and I were exploring each other like never before.
I nibbled on her bottom lip slightly, as she traced my gums with her tongue. We kept up that little war for some of the best minuets of my life, before I started to get bolder. I broke the kiss, and started little pecks down her neck, and up her right arm. Her head was tilted back and I was eliciting small moans as I continued my trip down her arm. I backtracked the same route, and before going too far, she said, "Stop." I quickly retreated, not wanting to ruin anything. "Sorry," I said, "I went too far." "No you didn't," Misty said, "but not just yet." She pulled me into a hug, and down onto the bed with her. (No, sick people, this isn't what you think) That night was probably one of the best nights of my life. We slept like two babies, cuddled against each other, and totally unaware of anything but us.
***
"This is weird. These creatures are still around, and my land seems to be slipping away before my eyes." The same young warrior said to himself as he went about seeking guidance from anyone that he could trust. That was the problem though. No one was around. Not even the Princess was to be found. The first thought that had come to the young warrior's mind was Ganon, but no, this didn't look like his work. In some parts of Hyrule, there were vast white spots, that seemed to be holes into nowhere. These holes were growing though, and it was very disturbing for the young warrior. The creatures were everywhere, and he still hadn't figured out how they seemed to be able to control the elements. He had even seen a small yellow rodent send electricity through a bird, and kill it to eat it. Suddenly, the warrior heard singing. It was soft, sweet singing. The kind that puts small children to sleep at night, and the kind that enchants peoples hearts.
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"Wake up, beautiful." I said to Misty in one of the softest voices I could muster. "Hmm? Oh, good morning Ash." She returned with a smile. "Today's the big shopping day. Let's get ready so we can beat the crowds." I said, letting some logic slip through. We took showers, got dressed in some clean clothes, and left to get breakfast somewhere. We decided on the hotel's restaurant, and ate a delicious meal of eggs, grits, bacon, and some very good biscuits. After finishing our meal and paying for the food, we went directly to the mall. We got there fairly early, like I had wanted to, and there wasn't such a big crowd as there would be around one o'clock in the evening. The stores that were in this mall dwarfed all others by far. It had any type, style, or size of clothes that you could imagine. There were stores totally dedicated to one type of video/DVD. And, the stores that just had stuff overwhelmed us.
Misty and I stayed in that mall for nearly ten hours before we quit shopping due to the sharp pains in our feet and legs. We sat down at the food court to eat dinner, while we looked at our budget. We still had around one thousand dollars left. How did we get such money? Well, even after three years of no income, Misty and my winnings from Pokemon battles were so great that we could live off of them (and live good) for a while. "Ash, my feet hurt. I'm ready to go back to our room." Misty said, rubbing her sore foot. "Here let me do that for you." I said, as I moved my chair around by Misty so I could access her feet. I took her shoes off, and massaged her swollen feet with the precision of a professional. "Oh Ash, that feels so good." Misty said as I rubbed the balls of her feet and kneaded the flesh of her arches. People were staring, but I didn't care. Let them gather around and take pictures for all I cared. I did finally stop though, because my feet were hurting so badly. I know it was selfish, but I can't serve Misty if I can't even concentrate.
We went back to our room, and decided to go through our newly purchased items. We each had around twelve bags each filled to the brim with clothes, supplies, and anything else that caught our eye. "Ash, I've been thinking," Misty said, "Why don't we just find someplace to live, and just settle down there?" I had been thinking the same thing more or less, and I replied with, "Yeah, that would be great, but where? And I really don't want to have to start working for an income." "Maybe we could stay with my sisters, or maybe we could get a small place and fix it up?" Misty said, thinking really hard about it. She has such a cute wrinkle in her forehead when she thinks really hard. "I've got it," I said at last, "My mom would let us stay with her." "Yeah, that's a great idea." Misty said enthusiastically. "Then it's settled? Tomorrow, we'll start back home?" I asked her, wanting to make sure of it before jumping to conclusions. "Yep."
Boy, was that night fun (all sarcasm intended). We had to unpack our loot, separate it into categories, bag it, and get it ready to go home with us. Then there was the risk of breaking your back, when carrying all of it for such a distance. "Well, I think we're set. I've got an idea though. Since Goldenrod City is not too far away, why don't we just go there and take the train to Saffron City? That would be far closer than having to walk from here." Misty said, totally right. "Misty, you amaze me." I said, getting a smile in return. That night too, we slept like nothing before. I guess it's something about having someone that you love so much sleeping in the same bed with you that's just relaxing. I dreamed again that night, and guess what about.
I was in the big room, walking to the light that was getting bigger. I was just about there when I saw Misty in the center of the light. She looked so peaceful as she slept. She was wearing a white nightgown, and had her hair let down (the way I like it). I walked through the light, and suddenly, I saw my Pikachu. It was running to me as fast as it could. I was so happy to see it, that I nearly forgot about Misty until she called my name. I was torn yet again. I could either stay with my love, Misty, or go greet my longtime friend Pikachu. Suddenly, I jumped awake, and in doing so, I woke Misty too. "What is it Ash?" Misty asked me. "Nothing, I just had a bad dream. Go back to sleep." I said, as I lied my head down on the pillow, and thought about the dream.
My other dream like that about Misty had come true in a sense, and if this dream came true, then which choice would I make. On one hand, I would never forsake my Misty, and one of the reasons that her and I were able to be together is because of not having Pokemon to deal with. But on the other hand, Pikachu was always there. Even when Misty, Brock, or whoever else doubted me, there was always Pikachu to count on. Also, if I got Pikachu back, then what's to say that the rest of them wouldn't come back as well? And on the other…oops, ran out of hands. I finally drifted off to sleep, and didn't have another dream for the rest of the night.
Morning finds me asleep like a baby, and Misty leaning over me trying to wake me. "Come on Ash, wake up." She said, as I just rolled over in my sleep. I was up in an instant though, when she planted a kiss on my head. "Well, well, look who decided to get up." Misty said, as I wiped the sleep from my eyes. When through, I leaned up and kissed her in return. For that morning we did the same thing, showered, dressed, ate, packed our things, and left. We found the fastest route to Goldenrod City, and we took it.
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"What's that singing?" Our same, as of yet, unnamed warrior asked himself as he ventured closer to the singing. The white emptiness of the holes seemed to have a pulling effect on him, and the singing was emitting from there as well. Upon a little closer inspection of the white hole, the voice was definitely in there, and it was certainly female. "What do I do? Jump in, or stay out? If I stay out, I can be sure of my safety from that thing if it turns out to be dangerous, but on second thought, I'm not one to play it safe, and those holes are expanding, so I'm going to have to get in them anyway. So, here goes!" With that, the brave warrior took a step back, and ran for the hole. He jumped into the air directly over the hole, and fell right into it. Blackness. For a place as white as the holes seemed, it sure was black in there. He walked around for a wile, examining things, and all of the time having his sword drawn and his shield out, ready for anything.
"Wait, what's that light?" He asked himself, as he saw a bright light, very far off in the distance. He began to run for the light, and the light indeed grew as he neared it. Upon making it to the light, he saw another land, not unlike that of Hyrule. There was green grass, trees, water, and small villages. He was seeing it from a bird's eye view. "Well, down there's better than up here." He said, as he jumped, once again, into the air. He flew downwards at an incredible speed, but when he landed, it was the softest landing he'd ever had. He got up and walked to where he thought he saw the village. There were people alright, they looked humanoid enough, aside from the slight difference here and there. Every one of them though looked at Him as if he was a purple Stalfos.
Finally, he was gave some form of greeting or another by a young girl, about his age, running out of a hut to him. "I'm Fiona, who are you?" The young girl asked looking at him like he was the aforementioned purple Stalfos. "I have many names." The warrior said, keeping a mellow tone to his voice. "Oh, well, you look just like someone from our legend," Fiona said eying him from head to toe, "The person's name in our legend is the Hero of Time, Link." His bottom jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "This village has made a legend out of me too?" He thought to himself while thinking of an easy way out of this one. "Well, my name is Link, but I'm not familiar with the title 'Hero of Time'" Link lied to Fiona who appeared to buy it for the most part.
"Oh," She started, sounding disappointed. But she soon returned to her cheerful tone, "But I think you're cute, you'll do anyway." "Do for what, exactly?" Link asked a bit apprehensively, seeing as how some people have very odd customs for 'cute' people. Huh? Fiona? Oh yeah, well she needed about three inches to look Link in the eyes. She had lower-neck length blonde hair, BRIGHT blue eyes, a lean figure, and a neat little symbol on her forehead. "Will you stay with us?" Fiona asked Link who was still scanning the area. "Huh? Oh, yeah. That is if it's alright with whoever's in charge around here." "It is, so don't worry." Fiona said with a smile. "How do you know?" Link asked her with slight confusion. "Because I'm the one in charge. I'm the leader of this village, and what I say goes, so don't worry." "Y, You are in charge? How old are you anyway?" Link asked acting like a parental figure of some sort. "Well, I'm about seventeen." Fiona answered. Link then realized that she was only a year behind him in age.
"Where are your parents?" Link asked. "They're dead. And I'm next." Fiona answered, letting her head drop. "What? Dead? What do you mean 'you're next'?" Link asked, starting to get mad at whoever would think to do such a thing to such a peaceful village. But here he was jumping the gun. Of all the death Link had ever known, killing was the only way to reach that point, so naturally he would think the worst. Someone had raided the village and killed Fiona's parents. "Yes, dead," Fiona said, raising her head again, "They came and killed them at age thirty, and I just know they'll come for me too." She said, a single tear falling from her face. "Who are 'they'?" Link asked, wiping the tear off of Fiona's face. "We still don't know what they call themselves, because they never speak. But they live across the sea from us." Fiona finished, looking Link in the eyes.
So Link had another adventure to go on, and another way of life to save. But this time, it wouldn't be so bad, because he had some support, from Fiona at least. "Will you please stay?" Fiona asked Link again, who this time wouldn't refuse. "Sure." He said. "Okay, so now that that's settled, we'll have to introduce you to everyone, and get you properly situated in my palace." Fiona said, thinking of all the things needed to make Link an honorary member of her people. Link's jaw nearly dropped to the ground again after Fiona took him around the last corner. Before him stood a ten- story palace that was adorned with the most detailed painting on the front of it, that Link had ever seen. "So this is your palace?" Link asked Fiona, craning his neck to see the top of it. "Yep." Fiona said proudly, as she took Link inside.
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End, Chapter one.