Disclaimer: I do not own any part of WB©, 4Kids©, Nintendo©, or the copyrights to Pokémon™. I may have some memorabilia from the show or TCG. I just enjoy the show like everyone else. Also in addition to the above mentioned. I do not own the copyrights to the story of "Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes". But I do own it in my heart, as I believe everyone should.
Author's Note: I apologize for not updating lately, and not updating "Cotillion", but I've wanted to post this particular story for almost 6 months now. It is based on the true story "Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes" written by Eleanor Coerr. This will be all I'll be working on for the time being.
Note for the Prologue:
Group 1 – Max, May, and Tracey
Group 2 – Lilly Violet, and Daisy
Group 3 – Ash, Brock and Misty
The prologue should read as if they were one line.
Dedication: I dedicate this story to those with leukemia, and to those who know or have lost a loved one to leukemia, may they be forever in our hearts.
Thousand Paper Cranes
Prologue
Group 2 & 3: This is the story…
Group 1: This is the story…
Group 1: …of a young girl…
Max: …who was a wonderful trainer…
May: … a good friend…
Group: 2: …and a beloved sister.
Lilly: She was compassionate and caring…
Violet: …to people and Pokémon.
Group 2 & 3: This is the story…
Group 2:This is the story…
Daisy: …of her battle with Leukemia.
Group 1 & 2: This is the Story…
Group 3:This is the Story…
Brock: …of how she died…
Ash: …of how she died…
Misty: …of how I died…
Chapter 1 – "Hello Again"
It's a sunny winter's day, and we find our heroes hurrying to a grand festival by the ocean
"COME ON ASH!"
… At least most them…
"Alright May!" the young trainer said annoyed, "what's the big rush to some dumb festival anyway?"
"But there's supposed to be really big contest!" May exclaimed.
"Yeah, and loads of cool Pokémon," Max added.
"What about my training!" Ash protested.
"A break never hurt anyone. And who knows, it could be fun!" Brock explained.
"Fine…" Ash said, defeated.
"GREAT!" May grabbed Ash's arm, "Let's go!"
"OW! Gerroff… You're hurting me!"
--
"Come on! Were going to be late!" the red head yelled up the stairs.
Muffled wails of protest drifted down the stairs.
"Grr… I don't care about your stupid beauty sleep!"
More muffled yells.
"FINE! I'll just go ahead…" an idea formulated in her mind, "and I think I'll take 'these' pictures along too."
Suddenly, the second floor was alive with activity.
"Where's my hair brush!"
"I call the shower!"
"Oh no you don't!"
"Watch me."
Misty sighted as she made her way for the kitchen to start on breakfast. She enjoyed the fact that she could exploit her older sisters with a few pictures. They would do anything to keep those images from surfacing.
Misty went through her agenda for the next few days.
"At least I get a 'small' vacation."
Tea in hand, she started to reminisce about when she was on the road with her friends; when they ran into Team Rocket, about her Togepi, and about the Mirage Kingdom. An image of a young boy she's never seen before struck her like a bolt of lightning and left just as suddenly. She attempted to focus on remembering the boy but proved fruitless. Not truly immersed in this, her mind wandered to a boy that she did know. She thought of his raven black hair, his brown eyes his… these thoughts were quickly dispersed when her blue haired sister entered.
"One day…" she said coldly as she sat down at her plate, "one day we are going to find where you hide those pictures and burn them!"
Misty tossed the images across the table. Violet, utterly perplexed, stared at them.
"Go ahead, take 'em…" she took a sip of her tea nonchalantly.
Violet couldn't grab them quickly enough, before she violently tore them up.
"…I still got the negatives." Misty added with an evil grin.
A mask of true horror was plastered on her sister's face.
"Okay!" Daisy walked in beaming, "Car's got a full tank of gas…"
"…and all our stuff is loaded," confirmed Lily.
"Finally!" sighed, tossing the Gym keys to Lily, "Now we can go!" she went straight out the door.
"Lily, lock up oka…" Misty froze in her tracks; heel turned to her sisters, and addressed them in an unusually cool manner, "I thought I said to pack 'lightly'…"
"But..."
Misty exploded suddenly, "WE CAN'T FIT IN THE CAR… I CAN'T EVEN FIT IN THE CAR, AND I'M THE 'SCRAWNY' ONE!"
"But Misty…"
"Be reasonable, we…"
"Rrr…"
"Okay… jeez..."
--
Slowly, the lights of the festival came into view.
"Ah! We finally made it!" exclaimed Max.
"Yeah, no thanks to you!"
"It's not my fault that the PokéNav doesn't get signal out here."
Brock intervened before things got out of hand, "Just be glad we had a map of Kanto in my bag."
"Among other things," May added to her brother.
"Heh, heh… huh?" Max noticed Ash trailing behind, "Hey what's up Ash."
"hmm…" Ash snapped out of his trance. He had been reluctant to go to Maiden's Peak, "Oh, it's nothing, just a little tired.
Brock thought a moment, "Why don't you find us a room at the hotel, I could take your Pokémon to the Center."
"Sure, why not," he turned down the street, "See ya later guys."
"Bu…" May was cut off by Brock.
"Ah, let him be for now, besides, we can stay out as long as we like!"
"Really?" May brightened up, "Then let's go SHOPPING!"
"No let's get a region card for the PokéNav," Max argued.
"Guess I couldn't stop the inevitable," as he watched the verbal battle between siblings, "should have gone with Ash… could have met some cute girls at the hotel…"
--
Ash found himself in side the lobby of the "Maiden's Peak Hotel and Suites". The floor was alive with activity. Bellhops were ushering guests to elevators and giving directions, Maintenance workers coming up from the boiler room. The guest themselves were abundant, most were lounging in the café, glad to be out of the blistering winter weather.
After a moment, Ash turned to the nearest desk. The man behind it didn't look very happy.
"What do you want?" he asked gruffly.
"Uh…" Ash stuttered nervously,"I would like a room"
"Got a reservation?"
"Ah… no…"
"Wrong line Kid, see that line across there?" the clerk pointed across the room, "Tha's the one you want."
"Thanks,"
Ash crossed the lobby, careful not to bump into anyone.
When he arrived at the desk, he was greeted by a cheery girl.
"Good evening sir," she smiled,"how may I help you tonight."
"Yes," feeling slightly more confident,"Could I possibly get a room… please," he added, remembering his manners.
"Just give me a moment…" she began to search for any available rooms.
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"I can't believe you Misty," Daisy ranted, "You made me leave like, half my bags."
"You had six!" Misty retorted.
"Just think of it this way," Lilly said thoughtfully, "We could bring back more stuff."
"Oh how ingenious Lilly!"
"Why thank you Violet."
"I think I should have rented a U-haul," thought Misty, "Right, you guys stay here until the bellhop comes to take our bags, I'll confirm our reservation."
--
"What do you mean you have no more rooms?"
"I'm sorry sir, the hotel is booked due the winter festival," she explained apologetically.
"Great, where are we gona go now?"
"You could try the Pokémon…" Ash cut her off.
"They don't have any rooms either, same reason…"
Just then there was commotion at the reservation desk.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST OUR ROOM?"
"I know that voice…" Ash made his way across the room again.
The rude reservationists clerk, could no longer be seen since he had taken a new position underneath the counter, a slight audible whimper could be heard from underneath," I'm sorry."
"You should be," the girl had stopped yelling but the anger was still there.
"Jeez Mist, calm down."
"I will not "calm down" Ash Ket… Ash?"