Unknown POV

"When all else fails, try, try again,"

Those are the words that keep swimming through my mind. Those words, and also these… "I Promise…" what meaning do these words have for me? What is their significance? I don't know who said them or why they said them. All I know at the moment is that my head hurts. Ugh, I can't remember anything. I want to pull my hair out of my head. I want to scream to the sky "Who am I?"

Calm down. Just, calm down. No need to worry... now, who said those words? Those words are so innocent, so pure to ones ears. It's like a child, a worry free child, who only wants to play with no consequences. To live in this world as if there were no rules. To be free, even with the weight of the world placed on your shoulders. To jump in a puddle of water for the heck of it. No, better yet, to make a mud pie, and watch someone eat it! ahaha!

I feel better now. Maybe laughter is the best medicine. Maybe you'll live longer if you laugh at life more. Wow, now I'm questioning life. Why should I do that, when I don't even know who I am?

Who am I? Why do I not know? Am I… dreaming? Should I wake up? Well, if I could, would I be having this conversation with myself? I don't think so. Well, how about I try? No, too much work, I'm too tired. I need sleep… wait, does that mean I'm not asleep? Great, now I'm confusing myself. Whatever, I'll wake up when I'm no longer tired.

Dawn

"Dawn," a whispered voice cooed as Dawn was slowly shaken awake. Dawn sat up, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "Oh Dawn, I'm glad you're okay. Who would've thought that I would see you in Hoenn? I thought we would be in totally different paths. I came here with Miss Senior to check out the Pokemon. Guess our surprise when we see you unconscious on the ground," Dawn gave a big yawn, and then patted her stomach as it started to growl. Dawn sighed, and started to stand up, but was gently pushed on her shoulder, causing her to sit again. Dawn looked up into the eyes of a spiky red head, giving a small smile. "Hey, you just wait right here. I'll get you something to eat, okay?" Dawn nodded simply. The Red head turned her back on Dawn and slowly began to leave the room. Once she reached the doorway, she turned around to face Dawn. "Do you know what you want?" Dawn slowly nodded. The red head smiled. "Wanna tell me?"

"Oh," Dawn whispered quietly. It was too quietly for the red head to hear. She raised her voice. "Ramen, miss,"

The red head frowned at Dawn. "Okay, I'll be back in a minute." And she exited the room.

Dawn stood up. She looked around the room that she was currently in. "Where am I?" she whispered to herself. She was left in an old style room with wooden floors and walls. From the roof hung a ceiling fan that was missing a blade. She noticed that the blankets that covered her bed were hand-sewn in a delicate pattern of Glameows. There was a T.V. and a mirror on the wall, but that was mostly all that didn't completely match the room. There was a rocking chair next to the bed, and on the floor next to it was a story book called 'Rain'. She looked at a wooden table next to the creaky wooden bed. She reached over and picked up Pokeballs. She slowly read the tags on them aloud to herself. "Pachirisu, Luvdisc, and Kirlia," Dawn tilted her head. "This would be a nice coordinating group. That girl must really love contests," Dawn laid the Pokeballs down. She opened a drawer on the front of the table, and the reached in and grabbed the first thing she saw. It was a picture.

On the picture was a boy. He had his hands stuffed in his pockets, and a Pikachu on his shoulder. The boy was smiling, but it didn't look like he was expecting a picture. It was either that, or he was trying not to burst out laughing or dancing in front of the camera. SO his smile looked almost like a smirk lined on his face. The boy's spiky charcoal black hair was covered by a cap, but the spikes that jutted out in random directions had snow on the tips. The Pikachu had snow directly on top of his head, and it looked as if he was the happiest creature in the world. The background of the picture had powder white snow covering trees, and you couldn't see a speck of grass on the ground. The sun was setting in the back, causing the sky to be a mix of purple, blue, and pink. It was a nice picture, and Dawn felt as if she knew the boy in it. She had to admit, he was handsome.

"Dawn," the girl walked into the room with a tray in her hand. "Oh, I told you to-"

"Who's that boy?" Dawn pointed at the boy in the picture. The red head almost dropped her tray.

"What? You don't remember Ash?" she questioned. Dawn slowly shook her head. The girl sat the tray on the bed. It had Dawn's ramen on it. Dawn's stomach growled, and a sudden urge to forget everything and just savor in the wonderful heaven that is that bowl of ramen over took her curiosity about the boy. But it was too late. The girl snatched the picture from Dawn's hand and started explaining. "This is Ash, Ash Ketchum. You traveled the first years of your Journey with this guy!"

"Okay," Dawn mumbled. "Can I have my food now?" he eyes were directed solely on the food.

The red head understood immediately. She sighed heavily. "Sure sure," she said, collapsing on the rocking chair to the right of the bed.

Dawn sat on the bed. She held up the tray and sat it on her lap with the legs sticking out for support. Dawn took her first bite and her face flushed. "It's so yummy!" Dawn turned to the girl. "Thank you so much! May I ask your name?"

"What?" The girl's face turned white. "You're joking, right?"

Dawn slowly shook her head. "No, I'm not, miss. But I can see you like coordinating because of your Pokemon,"

The girl pointed to the table. "Those Pokemon?" Dawn nodded, sticking more noodles in her mouth. "Dawn, those are your Pokemon,"

"I don't have Pokemon," Dawn stated simply. "And I don't think my name is Dawn… is it?"

"What are you talking about?" The girl shook her head. "Yes, your name is Dawn, and you've gotta remember me! Remember, your Sinnoh best friend, Zoey?"

"No, I'm sorry," Dawn shook her head. "I have no clue who you are."

The Zoey girl back away from Dawn until her back was against the wall. She slid down the wall, holding her face in her hands. "Oh my-"

"Are you okay, Miss?" Dawn didn't know what was wrong with the girl. All she knew was one thing. She was hurt. Not physically, but mentally. The girl started crying. "Miss?" Dawn stood up. She started to walk over to the girl. "Um, Zoey?" Dawn crouched next to Zoey. She did the only thing that she could think of. She wrapped her arms around her, quietly shushing her.

"Dawn, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It's my entire fault. All mine," Zoey wept into her hands. She was sobbing hard now, and Dawn's stomach churned.

"I'm sorry, Zoey. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just telling the truth," Dawn felt as if she wasn't making things better. She put a happy face on and nudged Zoey's side. "Hey, no need to worry, Zoey! Let's just get my memory back!"

Dawn thought her smile and peppy attitude would brighten Zoey up, and it did only for a second. But Zoey shook her head. "W-we can't. I don't know what you've been doing for the past few months. It's those memories that will make you remember things," Zoey whipped her nose on her sleeve. "I knew someone who lost their memory. We told that person their whole past, but they didn't remember anything until they suddenly remembered something resent…" Zoey turned to Dawn. "I know you're not exactly like that girl, and we can try but…"

Dawn pondered it for a moment. 'Should I just…?' Dawn nodded to herself. She smiled at Zoey. "Well, if I can't remember, why don't we just make some new memories?"

Zoey's face perked up. "Really, Dawn?"

Dawn nodded, but she crinkled her nose. "Can you not call me Dawn? How about something like… Dee Dee?" Dawn smiled very brightly for Zoey, and Zoey burst into laughter. Dawn frowned. "What did I say?"

Zoey patted Dawn's shoulder. "You really don't remember," Zoey smiled more. "You hate 'Dee Dee', Dawn," Zoey shook her head and laughed more.

Dawn huffed and crossed her arms. "Well, we're making new memories, and so far I like that name,"

Zoey stopped laughing and gave Dawn a serious look. "You really wanna do this, don't you?"

Dawn nodded simply. Zoey stared at her, as if she was looking for the lie behind Dawn's gaze. Once she realized that is wasn't a lie, that Dawn as telling the truth and didn't remember her, she nodded. She shot to her feet. "Let's do it Dawn! I mean," Zoey smiled at Dawn. "Dee Dee,"

Paul

He stepped away from the desk, silently cursing at the fact the officer Jenny didn't put Dawn on the 'crucail' list. He wasn't stupid, he knew she tossed the case away. A small pinkish-purple Pokemon traveled at his heels. It seemed depressed, so he leaned over and picked it up. The Pokemon was shocked, and looked up to him, but he was emotionless. The Pokemon slowly cuddled into his arms, and fell asleep…

"Paul!" Paul turned around to see a red headed boy run up to him. Then it was silent as the boy checked Paul over. His attention stayed on the sleeping Pokemon the longest, but Paul ignored that, No one smiled for a while; they seemed like statues… Until Paul held out his hand for the other boy to shake. The boy smirked and grabbed Paul's hand. "It's been too long,"

"About five years," Paul muttered in response. The boy nodded in return. Paul slipped a hand into his pocket. "But, tell me something," The boy raised an eyebrow, something Paul had picked up from him so many years ago. Paul felt like someone punched his gut. He decided to skip the question he was about to ask, and substitute it. "How's Crystal?"

The boy smirked wide. "She's good, I guess," His smirk turned into an annoyed glare. "She keeps bugging me; I'm tired of it,"

"What the hell could she be bugging you about?" Paul questioned. Crystal wasn't the type to bug him…

"She wants to…" The boy blushed and looked away. "It's complicated. A lot's changed since you left, Paul," He lowered his gaze. "She… got to me,"

Paul raised his eyebrow. "Silver…"

Silver crossed his arms and made his famous 'I don't care about anything' face. "She was depressed when you left the group. She felt like she was the one holding you back. Of course, I can't stand that girl, but, damn it, I hate it when she cries,"

Paul smirked. "At least she moved on. Makes me feel better for leaving," Paul turned away and started to walk outside the police station. Silver followed him outside towards the middle of Verdanturf town.

"Paul, I saw you on TV," Silvers words caused Paul to freeze. A slight breeze sweep though at the moment, causing Paul's hair to lift slightly. Silver continued. "You've moved on, but…"

Paul turned to Silver, an annoyed look on his face. "But what?" he stated angrily.

"But," Silver retorted. "I don't think you've gotten over Crystal,"

"How the hell would you know?" Paul snapped. Anger was almost at his peak for him.

"I saw that girl, Paul. She looks a lot like her. You still have feelings for-"

Paul lifted his hand to stop Silver. His face showed all his irritation. "First of all, a lot can happen over the years. Crystal is not my type. Second, you don't know Dawn. She acts nothing like Crystal did. Third, I see nothing the same between Crystal and Dawn. Get your eyes checked, you bastard,"

Silver smirked. "I missed you too, Paul," Paul loosened at Silvers words. He had acted the way he has for so long; he forgot that Silver has seen his soft side. Also, that he had saw Silver's soft side.

Paul smirked back. "Whatever, Silver. You know I hate you,"

Silver motioned behind him. "Pokemon centre is that way. Come see Crystal again, she'd like that," Paul looked towards the small neighborhood to the south. "Come on, you can bring that Dawn girl," Silver diverted his attention to the Pokemon in Paul's arms. "And your little friend…"

Paul shook his head. "I can't"

"Why not? Crystal won't claw Dawn's eyes out, I swear-"

"No, I can't because I don't know where Dawn is," Silver gave Paul a confused look. Paul looked towards the north; at the cave that had led him and Dawn from his defeat at Rustboro city, to Verdanturf town, Dawn's next contest. "I don't know what happened, but… she climbed up a tree to help a Pokemon, this Pokemon. Whismur fell, but she… she never came down," Confusion was all over Silvers face. Paul nodded towards Silver. "I think Dawn's been kidnapped… again,"

Confused? Good. In case you didn't see, I changed Paul's and Dawn's ages in the last story. This is really short, but I plan to have a lot more chapters in this story. Wanna know why this took so long? Check my profile! Silver and Crystal ( Crystal is a Made up character... Sry if I confused people)… idk, I was bored .And Zoey… think she's a bad guy?( um, girl?). take my poll and tell me! I'd also like some idea's (yes, no, maybe? Okay!).