i do not own pokemon. if i did do you think i would bother wirting into the fanfiction when i could get my stuff on tv?
anyway, i do not own any of these characters (Sniff) please read and review my fic, tell me if you thinnk i could do any better, and where i could add in some more bits or even take out others.
please don't flame me if you do not like my work.
Cerasi.
in this fic the characters are older than they are in the anime; there ages are the following:
Ash: 15
Misty: 17
Brock: 20
Gary: 15
Duplica: 18
Misty's Dream
Misty sat on a log beside the campfire, her sea blue eyes shining brightly, and her hair blowing silently in the slight breeze of the night air. The shadows cast by her hair and slim body flickered in the light, as if in a graceful dance. She took a sip from her cup of soup that Brock had made them all for supper. The hot flavour of the soup rushed into her mouth, instantly making her feel a little bit warmer. She was suddenly very grateful that they had a friend like Brock that could cook as well as he did. If they hadn't met up with him then Misty would probably have starved, or so she kept telling herself, as she couldn't imagine Ash actually being able to cook anything edible. She shivered slightly as the coldness of the night suddenly hit her. She wished she had brought trousers or something a little bit warmer, but no. She had to wear her small cream coloured top and her navy shorts; they looked similar to the top and shorts she used tom wear, but she had grown out of them a few years back. It wasn't very cold if the sun was shining, but the sun did not shine in the night. She took another sip from her cup and looked up over the campfire to where Ash was sitting.
He wore black denim trousers and a dark green top that almost looked black from a distance, and as always he had his Pokémon league hat. But, Misty could not see his blue body warmer anywhere. Her eyes searched the campsite until the lay upon Pikachu. He was wrapped up in Ash's body warmer as he sat slurping at an open bottle of ketchup.
"Chu, chu." The small electric mouse type Pokémon chanted in satisfaction, as it's stomach was filled with the red sauce. Misty often wondered how Pikachu could eat the sauce straight from the bottle, but then she would just tell herself that the Pokémon probably found what humans eat strange too. 'It's a strange world.' She thought.
She smiled slightly and her eyes turned to Brock. He wore a brown top and blue jeans; on top of that he had his green body warmer. He sat at what seemed to be the top of the campfire. Misty considered him the group leader, as he always knew what to do. She respected him, and even though Ash very seldom showed respect for others, she knew that he respected Brock.
Brock put down his empty cup and yawned. "We had better get some rest." He said as he headed to where his backpack lay on the ground. He took out his sleeping bag and started to unroll it. "We have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow if we are to get back to Pallet town. If we're lucky we'll get to Viridian city just about lunch time, so we can stop to eat there. Then we can head off and hopefully get back to Pallet before it gets too dark." Brock yawned again, as he took off his green body warmer and climbed into his sleeping bag. "Once you two are finished, just sit your dishes beside mine. I'll clear them away in the morning." Once he had finished his sentence he stirred a little in his sleeping bag before he was silent and still. Misty's eyes searched to look for Ash, and to her surprise he was looking straight at her. She blushed slightly and instantly looked away. She heard Pikachu's slight laughter, so she guessed Ash had turned abruptly away as well.
"Well Pikachu," Ash said as he stood up and stretched, "time we got some rest too." He picked up Pikachu and walked over to where his sleeping bag was already laying sprawled on the soft grass. Misty began to walk to her sleeping bag too, when she heard a faint cry.
"Togi," the small voice came out of nowhere it seemed, but she looked back to where she had been sitting and just beside the log lay the little egg Pokémon, Togepi. "Togi, togi, pri!" it continued to cry, until Misty picked it up.
"Sorry, Togepi." She said as she picked her up. Togepi instantly stopped crying when it saw Misty's face.
"Togi, togi pri!" it said in excitement. Misty sighed as she walked over to her sleeping bag.
"No, Togepi. We're not going anywhere else tonight." She pulled herself into her sleeping bag, and sat the little egg Pokémon beside her.
"Togi." It said in disappointment. Misty smiled, and then yawned.
"Goodnight," she said quietly to Togepi, as she shut her eyes.
"Goodnight, Misty." Ash's voice said quietly in the night.
"Goodnight, Ash." She said in return and then everyone fell into a deep sleep. Ash dreamt about catching more Pokémon, while Brock dreamt about all the officer Jenny's and nurse Joy's fighting over him, but Misty had a different dream, one she felt she could not escape, no matter how much she tossed and turned, she could not shake the threatening thoughts that ran through her head.
Misty was in the dark and all around her was the deafening screams of people she knew, suffering terrible pain, and some even dying. She tried to run and to find them, but no matter where she turned, all she could see was darkness. She cried out for them, but it was no use, no one would answer her calls. But, then everything went silent. It was a deafening silence. And Misty cried. She cried tears of sorrow and of fright. But she soon realised they were tears of pain too. She reached down and felt her ribs; her hands touched wet, sticky blood. And instantly the pain racked through her body. She fell. Hard on the ground. When her knees touched it felt like she had fallen onto knives and daggers. Again, pain struck her like a blot of lightening, and, even though it was already pitch black, as she closed her eyes it seemed to get darker. And then she heard someone call her name. She tried to open her eyes, but she had lost control over her body. All she knew is that she was in pain, much more pain than she thought possible. Then everything went still and the silence was shattered, as her own voice filled it with a scream of sheer pain and terror.
"Brock," Ash called across the campsite to his friend, "she's not waking up." Ash Ketchum sat beside his other friend, who was tossing and turning so violently he could have sworn it was some invisible person pulling at her as if she were a rag doll. He tried desperately to wake her. He had heard her mumbling as he was trying to sleep, and hadn't realised how bad she actually was. "Misty, come on. I know some how you can hear me! Misty! Misty, please wake up!" Ash shook her shoulders violently; not thinking it would do any use as she was already shaking all over. Pikachu was sitting a small distance away from them. "Pikachu, thundershock!" Ash called to it.
"Pi?" Pikachu questioned as it looked around for the enemy.
"No, thundershock Misty." Ash rethought this. "Not at full power, we don't want to injure her more."
"Pi," Pikachu nodded. Then it built up some power in its cheeks. "Pika CHU!" it screamed as it let out an electric shock. Misty's body stopped shaking for a couple of seconds, and Ash regretted what he'd done. But, once more her body began to shake violently.
"Pikachu, again." Ash called, fear rising in his voice. This had to wake her up it just had to.
"Pikachu!" he screamed as yet another electrifying current was sent through the air.
Suddenly, Misty sat bolt upright, eyes wide open, and her mouthing taking in ragged breaths. She hurriedly looked around her, and the realised someone was holding her shoulders. She turned and found Ash staring at her.
"Misty, are you all right?" he asked hurriedly. He didn't get much of an answer before she burst into tears and lunged towards him, holding him tight. He put his arms around her protectively as she cried in his arms. "It's ok, Misty," he comforted as he stroked her hair, "it's ok." He whispered over and over to her. Saying anything that he thought would calm her down. After a couple of minutes she stopped crying and just held onto Ash for protection. She let go abruptly and dashed the tears away from her eyes -it did little use. Brock brought over an extra blanket and draped it around her shoulders. She gratefully took it and wrapped it around her to keep herself warm.
Ash sat in front of her, while Brock made her some cocoa. He tried to smile, but he didn't think there was anything worth smiling about. He wanted to know what had caused Misty to seem so hard to wake. He had to know. Was she sick; was she in pain, why would she be sick? He needed to know the answers. Misty shivered slightly and Ash leant over to bring her closer to the fire. As soon as she saw his hand she pulled away, causing her to stumble and fall over backwards. Ash instantly moved forward and tried to help her up. She refused her help.
"Leave me alone." She said quietly.
"Misty, come on. You need to get closer to the fire. You'll freeze if you don't." Ash tried to get her up, but she just rolled further into a small ball.
"Get away from me!" she screamed at him. Ash was taken aback. It felt like her words had slapped him in the face. Just moments ago she had came to him for comfort against her invisible foe, and now she was pushing him away like he was the evil one. Ash heard Pikachu stirring behind him.
"Pika pi Pikachu! Pika! Pikachu! Pi pika pi! Pikachu!" the small Pokémon said as it walked closer to them.
"What?" Ash asked he still didn't understand Pikachu fully. He picked up the small electric Pokémon. "Tell me again, slower this time." Pikachu was about to repeat himself but Brock interrupted.
"He says Misty's scared about what was in her dream." He sat the cup of cocoa down in front of Misty, for her to take it if she wanted. Then he continued, "She's pushing us away as she's scared of what we'll think of what she saw." Pikachu nodded. Brock gave him a small biscuit and Pikachu took it and started to nibble on the side of it. Brock smiled a small smile at Pikachu as he tried to get the crumbs out of his fur. "Let her be until the morning, we could all still get a couple of hours rest." When he finished he gave Pikachu a pat on the head and went back to his sleeping bag.
Ash was about to walk over to his own when he heard the familiar high-pitched voice of Togepi.
"Togi, togi pri!" it called out to Misty with its small arms raised in order to be picked up. When Misty didn't move or make any attempt to comfort it Ash walked over and picked her up.
"It's ok Togepi. Misty's just a bit down just now." He held the small egg close, to keep it from catching it's death. He pulled his sleeping bag closer to Misty's in order to look after her and make sure she stayed at the campsite during the remainder of the night. Also, Togepi did not like being away from Misty, as it thought of her as a mother. He sat Togepi in the middle of himself and Misty, and then he draped the cover over Misty's full body and put his own body warmer over Togepi. Pikachu came running over on all fours to where Ash now lay and snuggled up close to his master's sleeping bag. He pulled some of it over his small body.
"Thank you, Ash." Misty said as she shuffled a bit. Ash let a small smile creep over his face.
"Goodnight Misty," he said again then he shut his eyes and tried to sleep.
Ash was awoken to the chirping of a Pidgey in a nearby tree. He immediately checked to see if Misty was still there, but when he turned round he could not see her in her sleeping bag. He sat up and looked around, his vision still clouded with thoughts of sleep. He rubbed his eyes and shook the thoughts away. He calmed down a bit when he saw Misty sitting at the campfire, trying to light it with a match. He walked over to her, and to his relief she had a small smile on her face. She still looked mad at not being able to light the fire, so Ash handed her a Pokéball. Misty looked at him with a questioning look on her face.
"Just throw the ball." He told her. She threw the Pokéball a couple of yards in front of them. A bright light lit up the morning sky, and a few seconds later a small Vulpix stood before them. Misty looked delighted.
"When did you get that?" she asked excitedly. Ash was happy to hear joy in her voice again.
"Last night. When everyone was asleep. It ran through the campsite so I decided to follow it. It was injured so I gave it some super potion and it followed me back here. So I threw a Pokéball at it and it went in without a fight. I think it's grateful that I fixed its wounds." Misty picked up the small fox Pokémon, and to her surprise it did not attack her. Usually when a wild Vulpix is touched or picked up, it would attack whoever had came close. But this one seemed to trust people.
"It must have been abandoned. It's too trusting of others. No wonder it was injured when you found it." Misty stroked the young Vulpix's head. Then she ordered it, "Vulpix, flamethrower." Expecting it not to do anything, she was set back when it agreed and lit the fire with the hot flames it shot from its mouth. The wood was set alight in seconds, and Vulpix went silent. Misty turned and looked at Ash, who looked just as shocked as she was.
"I didn't think it knew any attacks," he said. "It looks too young to know anything."
"Don't let what's on the outside fool you Ash." Brock said as he came over to them. "Although this Vulpix looks young, it might know lots of attacks. Age doesn't matter, it's what's on the inside that counts." He sat down beside them. " So, Misty. Feeling better today?" he handed Misty a cup of cold juice.
"Yeh, a bit." She said as she took a small sip from the cup. "But, enough about me," she said trying to change the subject, "we had better get on our way to Pallet town before it gets too late to head off. Oh, and Ash caught a Vulpix, isn't it just the sweetest thing in the whole world." A small noise of protest came from beside her. "Except for you Togepi." she said as she picked her up.
"Yeh, Misty's right. We had better get going." Ash agreed and got up to roll his sleeping bag up. He rolled up Misty's while he was over beside it, and then walked over to where the bags were and lay them down beside them. Ash picked up his body warmer and pulled it over his shoulders, then he picked up his bag and put it on his back. He called Pikachu and the little mouse Pokémon jumped onto his arm and then onto his shoulder. "Come on guys," Ash called out as he began to run off.
"Hey, Ash," Misty called as she pulled on her bag and picked up Togepi, "wait up Ash." She ran after him, Brock following closely behind.
Misty was trapped again, trapped in the darkness. She called out for help but no one answered. She started to run; she couldn't stay in the one place for too long, she had to keep moving. She ran until she bashed into something, she let out a scream only to find she had ran into a black wall. Then she turned and was about to run the other way when she saw them. Huge red eyes floating towards her, she turned back to where the wall had been and the eyes were there too. She screamed as loud as she could but was cut off abruptly as pain was sent through her middle section, a pain that seemed to spread through her whole body. She felt like she was paralysed she tried to stand, but her body would not pay any attention to her minds commands. She closed her eyes and feared the worst. Then an electrifying bolt went through her body and everything started to get lighter. She hoped for the best.
Misty woke to see Ash, Brock, Pikachu, Ash's mum, Professor Oak and a doctor surrounding her. "Wh, where am I?"
"Don't you remember Misty?" she heard someone's voice, a male voice, but her head still spun and she couldn't make out who it was. She looked around and soon the familiar objects of Mrs. Ketchum's house come into view. She saw one bed far away at the wall and another fairly close; she knew she was lying down on one, which meant she had to be in the guest's room. In between the bed at the wall and the other one was a small table with a small lamp on it. There was nothing between where she was and the bed in the middle of the room. She saw her bag on the floor at the door, and beside hers Ash's and Brock's sat. She sat up, but the doctor urged her to stay down.
"N, no! You don't understand." She told them. "Something bad is going to happen. I know it is. Something terrible." Misty began to cry, and Ash went over and supported her. The doctor took Mrs. Ketchum and Professor Oak over to talk to them.
"Give her one of these every twelve hours, that will help her sleep." The doctor began to walk to the door.
"Thank you so much for coming out at this time of night, doctor." Mrs. Ketchum said.
"It's alright Mrs. Ketchum. I am used to making late calls." He took one last look at the three friends in the room. "If anything goes wrong again, just call me straight up. I can be here in three minutes flat if you want me to." he picked up his jacket and bag and said goodnight to all of them, and then he left. Brock came to see what the doctor had given them.
"Brock," Professor Oak faced him, "has anything like this happened before when you have been on your journeys?" he looked at the young man as he thought.
"Well, yes it has. Just last night as well." Brock looked puzzled. "Do you think the dreams actually mean something?" Brock asked anxiously. He had seen the state that Misty had been in both nights, what could possibly have caused them?
"Well, I'm not sure. If she doesn't tell anyone we may never be sure." He stared back into the room where Ash and Misty were, Ash holding Misty tightly and protectively in his arms and Misty allowing herself to be moulded to his touch. "Maybe she'll tell Ash." He said almost silently, but Brock picked it up. He went back inside the room and climbed into the bed on the far side of the room. He quickly pulled up the covers and Ash's mum came in.
"Ash, dear. It's time for bed." She said as she walked over to the bed where Misty and Ash sat. "How are you feeling love?" she asked Misty.
"Fine, Mrs. Ketchum." She said as she wiped tears from her face. "I just want to get some rest." She lay down and pulled the covers up to her chin. Mrs. Ketchum smiled and then told Ash to get to bed. She dimmed the lamp a little so that there was only a hint of light, and then left the room.
A few minutes later Misty was crying again. Brock heard her muffled sobs, he knew she must be hiding under the covers so no one could here her properly, but he heard her. He resisted the need to comfort her; he would leave that to Ash. Now all Ash had to do was get up himself.
Ash heard her sobs as well, but he did not know if Misty would appreciate the comfort right now. He thought for a few more seconds and then he couldn't take it anymore, Misty needed help. He threw the covers away and crept quietly over to her bed. He shook the covers slightly, "Misty?" he asked. "Misty, are you ok?" he was about to lift the covers off of her head, when she pulled herself out. Tears were streaming down her red face. She looked at Ash, her shoulders still rising from her sobs.
"I just…" she began, but she couldn't get the words out for the sadness and terror that invaded her throat. "I…I…" she tried again, but it was no use. She was still shaking, so she pulled the covers closer, Ash helped her and wrapped them around her shoulders.
"It's ok Misty. You know you can tell me anything." He said as he wiped the tears from her eyes. She sniffed and smiled slightly.
"Thanks, Ash." She said as she gave him a hug. He always seemed to cheer her up, even when she was most down. "Ash, em, could you, em…"
"What is it Misty?" Ash asked.
"Could you keep a secret?" she said.
"Yeh, sure. Anything." He said as he lifted her face so he could see her in the dim light. "What do you want to tell me?"
"It's about my dre…nightmares." She said, the same sadness and terror from the previous minutes crept back into her voice. Ash listened intently as Misty told him about both of her dreams; fear creeping its way to every cell in his brain as she told him of the troubling thoughts that haunted her dreams every night. His fists clenched as he wondered what could be causing these strange dreams.
Misty finished telling of her terrifying thoughts a couple of minutes later. Tears started to roll down her cheeks the more she thought about it. She shook them away. "Ash, could we please go somewhere lighter?" she asked, when she suddenly realised how dark it actually was. "I don't want to wake up Brock with the light."
"Yeh, come on." Ash said as he helped her stand, "we can go to the kitchen." Ash led the way through the mostly darkened house until they got to the kitchen. Ash turned on the light and sat Misty down at the table, then he went to the fridge and got out some milk and a couple of glasses. They sat there for the rest of the night just talking things over, Ash trying to tell Misty all the time that the dreams meant nothing, but he hardly believed that they did so himself.
The next morning passed fairly quickly, apart from the fact that Gary came round, and him and Ash were competing all along. Misty just stayed out of the way; she mostly kept herself hidden away in the spare room. Brock brought her food and drink, so she didn't have to go out into Pallet Town anywhere. She was grateful that almost everyone left her to herself. Gary came in a couple of times to ask how she was feeling, he didn't understand that she would prefer to be left alone.
"Hey, Misty," Gary. His familiar voice shattered the silence.
"What do you want Gary?" Misty asked for about the thirtieth time.
"We're all having a water Pokémon fight, wanna join in?" he asked as he walked over to her. This time instead of him wearing his usual purple shirt, he only had his shorts on, probably in order to keep his precious shirt from getting damaged.
"No, Gary. I've told you before I want to be left alone." Now how many times had she said that today?
"Aww. You've got to come out. You are the water Pokémon expert anyway." He said. "And I don't think you'd want your title to be taken away from y…"
"Gary, I told you not to bother Misty again!" Gary was cut of by Ash storming into the room.
"I was just seein' if she'd changed her mind." Gary said pouting. "You don't need to shout at me. You're just a loser anyway, what would you know." Gary walked out of the room and slammed the door after him. Ash cringed as the noise echoed through the house.
"Don't think you're going to get me out there Ash. I want to stay right where I am."
"I'm not trying to get you out anywhere. I just want you to stay where you are happy." Ash said as he went to walk out of the room. Misty felt so bad, she had trusted Ash with her secret about the dream, and now he was going to let him battle Gary without any support.
"Ha! I knew she wouldn't come out to even support you. She finally realised you're such a loser." Then he threw a Pokéball at his feet. "Omanyte, water gun now!"
"An Omanyte!" Ash cried, "When did you get that?"
"When I always get all my Pokémon," Gary said, "when you're busy losing all your battles." Ash beamed red with anger.
"Let's get this started." Ash said as he reached for a Pokéball, "Squirtle, go!" a red flash emitted from the Pokéball and seconds later Squirtle stood poised for battle.
"Squirtle, squirt!" it yelled as it spat a line of water aimed straight at Gary. Omanyte met it with an equal blast of water, but soon the blast from Omanyte took over Squirtle's power. "Squirt!" it yelled as it was pushed backwards by the force.
"Staryu, tackle attack!" Misty's voice rang out clear and strong from behind Ash. In the few seconds it took for everyone to realise she had come out, Misty's Staryu had flown down and knocked Omanyte on its back. It lay there struggling for a few seconds until it found its balance and flipped over. As soon as it was the right way up, it shot a powerful amount of water at Misty's Staryu.
"Staryu, harden!" Misty called without even thinking. The Pokémon glowed for a second and then the water blasted into the star shaped Pokémon, which sent it careering backwards. Misty didn't move a muscle. Gary face was already beaming with satisfaction; he knew well that Misty was a gym leader and even though he had beaten gym leaders, he had never beaten her.
"Omanyte, stop. This match is over." He said triumphantly. But then he looked over to where the Staryu had been hit. "Huh?" he said quietly as he realised it was no longer there. He looked around for it but couldn't see it anywhere. Then he felt the cold blast of water hitting the back of his head. Staryu! Gary fell forward, landing face first in the muddy ground. He lifted his head up. "Omanyte, get that thing!" he roared.
"Staryu, water gun." Misty said in a normal tone of voice, as if mocking Gary. The Omanyte lunged forward, launching a deadly horn attack; Misty's Staryu avoided the attack and shot water from its top spike of its star shape. It hit the Omanyte with incredible strength and the Omanyte flew off and hit a tree. Gary rushed to its side.
"Omanyte, return." He said as he got out another Pokéball. "Vaporeon, go! Finish this thing off!" a vaporeon stood in front of Gary in a few seconds. It was standing in an attack position in a matter of milliseconds, and then it was flying towards Staryu.
"Staryu, look out!" Misty yelled as the Vaporeon hit the Staryu hard and brought it to the ground. "No! Staryu!" Misty ran forward the Vaporeon saw her and decided to attack her to get extra praise from Gary. It leapt forward with its mouth open wide. It was almost at Misty when a pink wall seemed to rise out of nowhere. The Vaporeon, in mid flight, went crashing into it. Gary called the Pokémon back, and rushed to see what was happening. Misty opened her eyes and the pink shield suddenly dissolved into a small pink blob.
"Ditto!" it said cheerfully.
"Wow, a Ditto!" Ash said as he ran forward. "I gotta get it!" He ran over with a Pokéball in his hand. Pikachu ran slightly behind him, electricity building up in his cheeks.
"Ditto, transform." A female voice rang out from behind them. Ash froze as the small blob turned into a Pikachu. And then, without hesitating, let out an electrifying jolt of electricity. Ash turned to see who it was that owned the Ditto, but couldn't see where the voice had come from. Then he heard a small thump of feet landing on the dry grass behind him. "Hello, Ashy-Boy." Now he knew who it was.
"Duplica. I should have known it was you." He said as he turned round and recognized the familiar form of Duplica. Her blue hair, that used to sit in twin bobbles, was now in a single bobble at the back of her head. She had a slim figure similar to Misty's except she was a couple of inches taller. She strolled forward and clicked her fingers, the Pikachu leaped onto her shoulder and transformed into a small Ditto again.
"Ditto!" it cried as it sat happily on her shoulder.
"Long time no see Ashy-Boy!" Duplica teased again.
"I've told you not to call me that." Ash said he was getting annoyed at her childhood taunts. Duplica laughed.
"Come on, don't be such a spoiled sport." She said. As she was laughing as whispered something to Squirtle. Misty walked over to Ash.
"What did you say to him?" she asked as she saw Squirtle creep up behind Duplica.
"You'll see." He said quietly, "You'll see." He watched Duplica as she laughed, and then he seen Squirlte quietly sneak up behind her. He smiled to himself. Then Squirtle leaped as it called out, Duplica turned to find out what was happening and got a face full of water. Now it was Ash's turn to laugh, as Duplica coughed and spluttered. Squirtle jumped down and sat at Ash's feet, he opened his mouth wide and laughed with Ash.
"Ditto…transform." Duplica ordered as she coughed.
"Dits," it said as its body took the shape of Squirtle. It let out a blast of water from its mouth at Ash as soon as it was ready. But Ash had seen it coming and moved out of the way, so instead of hitting its original target, the water slammed right into Misty's stomach. Duplica instantly stopped laughing, and her mouth flew open in shock. Misty recovered from her shock and threw a Pokéball.
"Staryu, go!" she called as a star shaped Pokémon came back into battle. "Soak her with your water gun!" she ordered it. It instantly obliged and before Duplica could explain that it was a mistake the Staryu soaked her from head to toe. Ash was still laughing at the both of them, so both trainers turned and yelled out to their Pokémon at the same time.
"Soak him!" they called. Both Pokémon nodded and blasted Ash with water before he could realise what was going on. Some of the water went astray and got Gary, so he took out his water Pokémon and joined in the fight. The friends were soaked, but none of them minded, Misty was just happy that Ash and Gary weren't getting at each other. Even though they were the ones that were soaking each other the most. In a couple of minutes they all heard Brock coming. They instantly stopped and all ducked behind trees, and just as Brock rounded the corner, all of the Pokémon soaked him at the one time. He was dripping wet within seconds.
"Ash, Misty." He called. "I was only trying to tell you your dinner is ready, what'd you do that for." He looked around and seen all of them come out from behind the trees.
"Sorry Brock," Ash said. "We were just fooling around."
"Yeh," Duplica said, "and it was me that started all of this anyway." Ditto transformed and came back to Duplica.
"Hey Brock," Misty called out, "is there enough food to go round for Duplica to stay?"
"Yeh, there should be." He said, "But if you're going to soak me again at the dinner table, could you please warn me?" he asked them as he tried to get most of the water out of his top by twisting it between his hands.
"Gary," professor Oak called over the fence. "Gary you're di…why are you so wet?" he asked looking at everyone.
"Doesn't matter." He said, "What did you want me for?"
"You're dinners ready. But I don't think your mother will want you to come into the house like that."
"Don't worry. I'll get in the way I always do." Gary said, and then he looked back at Ash.
"Smell ya later." He said as he ran down the path.
"I really don't like him." Ash said as he went over to the kitchen door to get a towel that Brock had left for them to dry off with.
They all went inside and had their dinner, and Ash's mum offered that Duplica stay the night with the three friends. She said she had nowhere else to go and Misty was glad for the company of another female. So they got Ash and Brock to move the couch bed into the spare room and they set it up for the night.
Later on they watch the television and got some more news about the Pokémon league, and then they all went to bed.
Misty was in the same dream again, for the third night in a row. Except this time it felt so real. Then someone shook her and she realised this time she wasn't dreaming.
"Misty, Misty! Are you awake?" Duplica's voice came through the darkness.
"Yeh," Misty replied, "What happened to the lights?" she asked as she sat up and looked around into the darkness.
"I don't know. They just went out all of a sudden. I was going to wake Ash and Brock, but I couldn't see where I was going. And I'm worried about Ditto, he's crawled off somewhere and when I called out for him, he didn't come back." She began to fear the worse.
"It's ok, Duplica," Misty comforted, "We'll find him." She wasn't so sure herself, but she knew they had to. "But first of all we have to wake the others. Maybe it's just a power shortage, and Ash might know where the power box is."
Misty picked up her pillow and flung it in the direction of Ash's bed. It hit him and he mumbled something and then flung it back at her.
"Ash, wake up." She called.
"Misty, Misty. What's wrong?" he jumped up and ran over in Misty's direction. He ran right into her bed, and pinned her legs down.
"Ash, get off my legs. Ash!" he instantly got up.
"Sorry, Misty." He looked around. "Why's it so dark?" he asked as he tried to figure out what was going on.
"We don't know," Duplica said as she crawled onto the bed where the other two were sitting. "We were hoping it was a power cut and you knew where the power box is to turn the lights back on." Ash noticed she was crying slightly.
"What's wrong Duplica? Have you hurt yourself?" he asked as he tried to see where she was.
"No, I'm fine. But I don't know where Ditto is." She said as she buried her face in her hands. Ash called out for Pikachu, and the little yellow mouse came running over to him instantly.
"Light up the room with your flash." He told him.
"Pi pika chu." Pikachu said and then he let out a small noise as he emitted a light from his body. They went over and woke Brock.
"No, leave me alone." Brock said still half asleep. "We'll have breakfast later, will you just go back to sleep." Ash shook Brock, but he clung even tighter to the edges of the sheets and he refused to get up. Ash signalled to the rest of the group and they each took a corner of the covers and they were able to pull it away from Brock. "What do you want?" he asked as he tried to snatch the covers away from them.
"You, need to get up. We need to find the power box and Ditto." Ash told him. "Haven't you realised how dark it is?" Brock looked around. Then he reached over to the lamp and turned the switch. It clicked once, twice. And no light came from it.
"I assumed the bulb had blown." He said quietly. But then he got out of bad, and pulled on his shoes. "Lets go." He said as he walked over to the door with the rest of the group.
"Togi, togi, pri!!" Togepi cried out to get attention.
"Togepi, stay here. We'll just be back." Misty said as she put Togepi underneath the covers. They all exited the room, leaving the small baby egg alone.
"Togi!" she cried and then pulled the cover closer as if to hide from an invisible force in the room.
"Well," Ash said, "it's not a power cut." Ash said as he shut the cupboard.
"Well, what else could it be?" Duplica asked, as she looked around frantically for her Ditto. Then they heard a scream coming from up stairs. "My mom!" Ash called as he began to run up the stairs. Pikachu followed him, so the rest were left in the pitch darkness.
"I'm going to look for a torch." Brock said as he hurried off. Misty and Duplica were left alone.
"Oh-no." Misty said. "This is just like my dream, this can't be happening. It can't!" she screamed out loud. And then she realised she was not the only one screaming. She heard people in the street running and screaming. She looked around, and realised Duplica was gone.
"Duplica, Duplica come back. Please." She called out to her friend. In the distance she heard Duplica calling out for Ditto.
"Priiii!!!!" she heard her small egg Pokémon shouting out to her.
"Togepi!" she cried. She turned to go and find her, when she saw them: the same red eyes that were in her dream. She screamed again and tried to run, but pain shot through her legs and up to her waist. She closed her eyes as the pain increased and spread through her body. Someone called her name, she looked around and saw a faint outline of a person but she couldn't tell who, consciousness was slipping away from her. Her head spun and she felt like she was going to throw up. She clutched her stomach curled up into a ball and prepared herself for the worst. The pain increased again, this time spreading into her mind. She cringed as the pain worsened pain, this was much more pain than she'd ever encountered, even worse than when she'd dreamt it. "Why…is…this…happening?" She managed to ask through the pain that increased with every second gone by. She didn't know the answer and she didn't know what was going to happen, but she knew it was going to be bad. She prepared herself, and then the pain got too unbearable she let out a scream and then a darkness much worse than before fell in front of her. Making her unable to see the outside world. Someone called her name again, but it was too late, she was so tired and she just gave into the feeling.
Her breathing slowed and she lay still. The eyes slowing disappeared and everything went back to normal. The darkness remained but the lamps came on. People stopped screaming and suddenly everyone started talking, everyone but Misty. She lay where she was, silent and still.
So what'd you think. think i should write a second part or what?
it's up to you, if people like it i may well write a second part,
if not then i don't know what i'll do.
please, please, please, review and tell me what to do.
look forward to hearing from you all.
Cerasi
anyway, i do not own any of these characters (Sniff) please read and review my fic, tell me if you thinnk i could do any better, and where i could add in some more bits or even take out others.
please don't flame me if you do not like my work.
Cerasi.
in this fic the characters are older than they are in the anime; there ages are the following:
Ash: 15
Misty: 17
Brock: 20
Gary: 15
Duplica: 18
Misty's Dream
Misty sat on a log beside the campfire, her sea blue eyes shining brightly, and her hair blowing silently in the slight breeze of the night air. The shadows cast by her hair and slim body flickered in the light, as if in a graceful dance. She took a sip from her cup of soup that Brock had made them all for supper. The hot flavour of the soup rushed into her mouth, instantly making her feel a little bit warmer. She was suddenly very grateful that they had a friend like Brock that could cook as well as he did. If they hadn't met up with him then Misty would probably have starved, or so she kept telling herself, as she couldn't imagine Ash actually being able to cook anything edible. She shivered slightly as the coldness of the night suddenly hit her. She wished she had brought trousers or something a little bit warmer, but no. She had to wear her small cream coloured top and her navy shorts; they looked similar to the top and shorts she used tom wear, but she had grown out of them a few years back. It wasn't very cold if the sun was shining, but the sun did not shine in the night. She took another sip from her cup and looked up over the campfire to where Ash was sitting.
He wore black denim trousers and a dark green top that almost looked black from a distance, and as always he had his Pokémon league hat. But, Misty could not see his blue body warmer anywhere. Her eyes searched the campsite until the lay upon Pikachu. He was wrapped up in Ash's body warmer as he sat slurping at an open bottle of ketchup.
"Chu, chu." The small electric mouse type Pokémon chanted in satisfaction, as it's stomach was filled with the red sauce. Misty often wondered how Pikachu could eat the sauce straight from the bottle, but then she would just tell herself that the Pokémon probably found what humans eat strange too. 'It's a strange world.' She thought.
She smiled slightly and her eyes turned to Brock. He wore a brown top and blue jeans; on top of that he had his green body warmer. He sat at what seemed to be the top of the campfire. Misty considered him the group leader, as he always knew what to do. She respected him, and even though Ash very seldom showed respect for others, she knew that he respected Brock.
Brock put down his empty cup and yawned. "We had better get some rest." He said as he headed to where his backpack lay on the ground. He took out his sleeping bag and started to unroll it. "We have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow if we are to get back to Pallet town. If we're lucky we'll get to Viridian city just about lunch time, so we can stop to eat there. Then we can head off and hopefully get back to Pallet before it gets too dark." Brock yawned again, as he took off his green body warmer and climbed into his sleeping bag. "Once you two are finished, just sit your dishes beside mine. I'll clear them away in the morning." Once he had finished his sentence he stirred a little in his sleeping bag before he was silent and still. Misty's eyes searched to look for Ash, and to her surprise he was looking straight at her. She blushed slightly and instantly looked away. She heard Pikachu's slight laughter, so she guessed Ash had turned abruptly away as well.
"Well Pikachu," Ash said as he stood up and stretched, "time we got some rest too." He picked up Pikachu and walked over to where his sleeping bag was already laying sprawled on the soft grass. Misty began to walk to her sleeping bag too, when she heard a faint cry.
"Togi," the small voice came out of nowhere it seemed, but she looked back to where she had been sitting and just beside the log lay the little egg Pokémon, Togepi. "Togi, togi, pri!" it continued to cry, until Misty picked it up.
"Sorry, Togepi." She said as she picked her up. Togepi instantly stopped crying when it saw Misty's face.
"Togi, togi pri!" it said in excitement. Misty sighed as she walked over to her sleeping bag.
"No, Togepi. We're not going anywhere else tonight." She pulled herself into her sleeping bag, and sat the little egg Pokémon beside her.
"Togi." It said in disappointment. Misty smiled, and then yawned.
"Goodnight," she said quietly to Togepi, as she shut her eyes.
"Goodnight, Misty." Ash's voice said quietly in the night.
"Goodnight, Ash." She said in return and then everyone fell into a deep sleep. Ash dreamt about catching more Pokémon, while Brock dreamt about all the officer Jenny's and nurse Joy's fighting over him, but Misty had a different dream, one she felt she could not escape, no matter how much she tossed and turned, she could not shake the threatening thoughts that ran through her head.
Misty was in the dark and all around her was the deafening screams of people she knew, suffering terrible pain, and some even dying. She tried to run and to find them, but no matter where she turned, all she could see was darkness. She cried out for them, but it was no use, no one would answer her calls. But, then everything went silent. It was a deafening silence. And Misty cried. She cried tears of sorrow and of fright. But she soon realised they were tears of pain too. She reached down and felt her ribs; her hands touched wet, sticky blood. And instantly the pain racked through her body. She fell. Hard on the ground. When her knees touched it felt like she had fallen onto knives and daggers. Again, pain struck her like a blot of lightening, and, even though it was already pitch black, as she closed her eyes it seemed to get darker. And then she heard someone call her name. She tried to open her eyes, but she had lost control over her body. All she knew is that she was in pain, much more pain than she thought possible. Then everything went still and the silence was shattered, as her own voice filled it with a scream of sheer pain and terror.
"Brock," Ash called across the campsite to his friend, "she's not waking up." Ash Ketchum sat beside his other friend, who was tossing and turning so violently he could have sworn it was some invisible person pulling at her as if she were a rag doll. He tried desperately to wake her. He had heard her mumbling as he was trying to sleep, and hadn't realised how bad she actually was. "Misty, come on. I know some how you can hear me! Misty! Misty, please wake up!" Ash shook her shoulders violently; not thinking it would do any use as she was already shaking all over. Pikachu was sitting a small distance away from them. "Pikachu, thundershock!" Ash called to it.
"Pi?" Pikachu questioned as it looked around for the enemy.
"No, thundershock Misty." Ash rethought this. "Not at full power, we don't want to injure her more."
"Pi," Pikachu nodded. Then it built up some power in its cheeks. "Pika CHU!" it screamed as it let out an electric shock. Misty's body stopped shaking for a couple of seconds, and Ash regretted what he'd done. But, once more her body began to shake violently.
"Pikachu, again." Ash called, fear rising in his voice. This had to wake her up it just had to.
"Pikachu!" he screamed as yet another electrifying current was sent through the air.
Suddenly, Misty sat bolt upright, eyes wide open, and her mouthing taking in ragged breaths. She hurriedly looked around her, and the realised someone was holding her shoulders. She turned and found Ash staring at her.
"Misty, are you all right?" he asked hurriedly. He didn't get much of an answer before she burst into tears and lunged towards him, holding him tight. He put his arms around her protectively as she cried in his arms. "It's ok, Misty," he comforted as he stroked her hair, "it's ok." He whispered over and over to her. Saying anything that he thought would calm her down. After a couple of minutes she stopped crying and just held onto Ash for protection. She let go abruptly and dashed the tears away from her eyes -it did little use. Brock brought over an extra blanket and draped it around her shoulders. She gratefully took it and wrapped it around her to keep herself warm.
Ash sat in front of her, while Brock made her some cocoa. He tried to smile, but he didn't think there was anything worth smiling about. He wanted to know what had caused Misty to seem so hard to wake. He had to know. Was she sick; was she in pain, why would she be sick? He needed to know the answers. Misty shivered slightly and Ash leant over to bring her closer to the fire. As soon as she saw his hand she pulled away, causing her to stumble and fall over backwards. Ash instantly moved forward and tried to help her up. She refused her help.
"Leave me alone." She said quietly.
"Misty, come on. You need to get closer to the fire. You'll freeze if you don't." Ash tried to get her up, but she just rolled further into a small ball.
"Get away from me!" she screamed at him. Ash was taken aback. It felt like her words had slapped him in the face. Just moments ago she had came to him for comfort against her invisible foe, and now she was pushing him away like he was the evil one. Ash heard Pikachu stirring behind him.
"Pika pi Pikachu! Pika! Pikachu! Pi pika pi! Pikachu!" the small Pokémon said as it walked closer to them.
"What?" Ash asked he still didn't understand Pikachu fully. He picked up the small electric Pokémon. "Tell me again, slower this time." Pikachu was about to repeat himself but Brock interrupted.
"He says Misty's scared about what was in her dream." He sat the cup of cocoa down in front of Misty, for her to take it if she wanted. Then he continued, "She's pushing us away as she's scared of what we'll think of what she saw." Pikachu nodded. Brock gave him a small biscuit and Pikachu took it and started to nibble on the side of it. Brock smiled a small smile at Pikachu as he tried to get the crumbs out of his fur. "Let her be until the morning, we could all still get a couple of hours rest." When he finished he gave Pikachu a pat on the head and went back to his sleeping bag.
Ash was about to walk over to his own when he heard the familiar high-pitched voice of Togepi.
"Togi, togi pri!" it called out to Misty with its small arms raised in order to be picked up. When Misty didn't move or make any attempt to comfort it Ash walked over and picked her up.
"It's ok Togepi. Misty's just a bit down just now." He held the small egg close, to keep it from catching it's death. He pulled his sleeping bag closer to Misty's in order to look after her and make sure she stayed at the campsite during the remainder of the night. Also, Togepi did not like being away from Misty, as it thought of her as a mother. He sat Togepi in the middle of himself and Misty, and then he draped the cover over Misty's full body and put his own body warmer over Togepi. Pikachu came running over on all fours to where Ash now lay and snuggled up close to his master's sleeping bag. He pulled some of it over his small body.
"Thank you, Ash." Misty said as she shuffled a bit. Ash let a small smile creep over his face.
"Goodnight Misty," he said again then he shut his eyes and tried to sleep.
Ash was awoken to the chirping of a Pidgey in a nearby tree. He immediately checked to see if Misty was still there, but when he turned round he could not see her in her sleeping bag. He sat up and looked around, his vision still clouded with thoughts of sleep. He rubbed his eyes and shook the thoughts away. He calmed down a bit when he saw Misty sitting at the campfire, trying to light it with a match. He walked over to her, and to his relief she had a small smile on her face. She still looked mad at not being able to light the fire, so Ash handed her a Pokéball. Misty looked at him with a questioning look on her face.
"Just throw the ball." He told her. She threw the Pokéball a couple of yards in front of them. A bright light lit up the morning sky, and a few seconds later a small Vulpix stood before them. Misty looked delighted.
"When did you get that?" she asked excitedly. Ash was happy to hear joy in her voice again.
"Last night. When everyone was asleep. It ran through the campsite so I decided to follow it. It was injured so I gave it some super potion and it followed me back here. So I threw a Pokéball at it and it went in without a fight. I think it's grateful that I fixed its wounds." Misty picked up the small fox Pokémon, and to her surprise it did not attack her. Usually when a wild Vulpix is touched or picked up, it would attack whoever had came close. But this one seemed to trust people.
"It must have been abandoned. It's too trusting of others. No wonder it was injured when you found it." Misty stroked the young Vulpix's head. Then she ordered it, "Vulpix, flamethrower." Expecting it not to do anything, she was set back when it agreed and lit the fire with the hot flames it shot from its mouth. The wood was set alight in seconds, and Vulpix went silent. Misty turned and looked at Ash, who looked just as shocked as she was.
"I didn't think it knew any attacks," he said. "It looks too young to know anything."
"Don't let what's on the outside fool you Ash." Brock said as he came over to them. "Although this Vulpix looks young, it might know lots of attacks. Age doesn't matter, it's what's on the inside that counts." He sat down beside them. " So, Misty. Feeling better today?" he handed Misty a cup of cold juice.
"Yeh, a bit." She said as she took a small sip from the cup. "But, enough about me," she said trying to change the subject, "we had better get on our way to Pallet town before it gets too late to head off. Oh, and Ash caught a Vulpix, isn't it just the sweetest thing in the whole world." A small noise of protest came from beside her. "Except for you Togepi." she said as she picked her up.
"Yeh, Misty's right. We had better get going." Ash agreed and got up to roll his sleeping bag up. He rolled up Misty's while he was over beside it, and then walked over to where the bags were and lay them down beside them. Ash picked up his body warmer and pulled it over his shoulders, then he picked up his bag and put it on his back. He called Pikachu and the little mouse Pokémon jumped onto his arm and then onto his shoulder. "Come on guys," Ash called out as he began to run off.
"Hey, Ash," Misty called as she pulled on her bag and picked up Togepi, "wait up Ash." She ran after him, Brock following closely behind.
Misty was trapped again, trapped in the darkness. She called out for help but no one answered. She started to run; she couldn't stay in the one place for too long, she had to keep moving. She ran until she bashed into something, she let out a scream only to find she had ran into a black wall. Then she turned and was about to run the other way when she saw them. Huge red eyes floating towards her, she turned back to where the wall had been and the eyes were there too. She screamed as loud as she could but was cut off abruptly as pain was sent through her middle section, a pain that seemed to spread through her whole body. She felt like she was paralysed she tried to stand, but her body would not pay any attention to her minds commands. She closed her eyes and feared the worst. Then an electrifying bolt went through her body and everything started to get lighter. She hoped for the best.
Misty woke to see Ash, Brock, Pikachu, Ash's mum, Professor Oak and a doctor surrounding her. "Wh, where am I?"
"Don't you remember Misty?" she heard someone's voice, a male voice, but her head still spun and she couldn't make out who it was. She looked around and soon the familiar objects of Mrs. Ketchum's house come into view. She saw one bed far away at the wall and another fairly close; she knew she was lying down on one, which meant she had to be in the guest's room. In between the bed at the wall and the other one was a small table with a small lamp on it. There was nothing between where she was and the bed in the middle of the room. She saw her bag on the floor at the door, and beside hers Ash's and Brock's sat. She sat up, but the doctor urged her to stay down.
"N, no! You don't understand." She told them. "Something bad is going to happen. I know it is. Something terrible." Misty began to cry, and Ash went over and supported her. The doctor took Mrs. Ketchum and Professor Oak over to talk to them.
"Give her one of these every twelve hours, that will help her sleep." The doctor began to walk to the door.
"Thank you so much for coming out at this time of night, doctor." Mrs. Ketchum said.
"It's alright Mrs. Ketchum. I am used to making late calls." He took one last look at the three friends in the room. "If anything goes wrong again, just call me straight up. I can be here in three minutes flat if you want me to." he picked up his jacket and bag and said goodnight to all of them, and then he left. Brock came to see what the doctor had given them.
"Brock," Professor Oak faced him, "has anything like this happened before when you have been on your journeys?" he looked at the young man as he thought.
"Well, yes it has. Just last night as well." Brock looked puzzled. "Do you think the dreams actually mean something?" Brock asked anxiously. He had seen the state that Misty had been in both nights, what could possibly have caused them?
"Well, I'm not sure. If she doesn't tell anyone we may never be sure." He stared back into the room where Ash and Misty were, Ash holding Misty tightly and protectively in his arms and Misty allowing herself to be moulded to his touch. "Maybe she'll tell Ash." He said almost silently, but Brock picked it up. He went back inside the room and climbed into the bed on the far side of the room. He quickly pulled up the covers and Ash's mum came in.
"Ash, dear. It's time for bed." She said as she walked over to the bed where Misty and Ash sat. "How are you feeling love?" she asked Misty.
"Fine, Mrs. Ketchum." She said as she wiped tears from her face. "I just want to get some rest." She lay down and pulled the covers up to her chin. Mrs. Ketchum smiled and then told Ash to get to bed. She dimmed the lamp a little so that there was only a hint of light, and then left the room.
A few minutes later Misty was crying again. Brock heard her muffled sobs, he knew she must be hiding under the covers so no one could here her properly, but he heard her. He resisted the need to comfort her; he would leave that to Ash. Now all Ash had to do was get up himself.
Ash heard her sobs as well, but he did not know if Misty would appreciate the comfort right now. He thought for a few more seconds and then he couldn't take it anymore, Misty needed help. He threw the covers away and crept quietly over to her bed. He shook the covers slightly, "Misty?" he asked. "Misty, are you ok?" he was about to lift the covers off of her head, when she pulled herself out. Tears were streaming down her red face. She looked at Ash, her shoulders still rising from her sobs.
"I just…" she began, but she couldn't get the words out for the sadness and terror that invaded her throat. "I…I…" she tried again, but it was no use. She was still shaking, so she pulled the covers closer, Ash helped her and wrapped them around her shoulders.
"It's ok Misty. You know you can tell me anything." He said as he wiped the tears from her eyes. She sniffed and smiled slightly.
"Thanks, Ash." She said as she gave him a hug. He always seemed to cheer her up, even when she was most down. "Ash, em, could you, em…"
"What is it Misty?" Ash asked.
"Could you keep a secret?" she said.
"Yeh, sure. Anything." He said as he lifted her face so he could see her in the dim light. "What do you want to tell me?"
"It's about my dre…nightmares." She said, the same sadness and terror from the previous minutes crept back into her voice. Ash listened intently as Misty told him about both of her dreams; fear creeping its way to every cell in his brain as she told him of the troubling thoughts that haunted her dreams every night. His fists clenched as he wondered what could be causing these strange dreams.
Misty finished telling of her terrifying thoughts a couple of minutes later. Tears started to roll down her cheeks the more she thought about it. She shook them away. "Ash, could we please go somewhere lighter?" she asked, when she suddenly realised how dark it actually was. "I don't want to wake up Brock with the light."
"Yeh, come on." Ash said as he helped her stand, "we can go to the kitchen." Ash led the way through the mostly darkened house until they got to the kitchen. Ash turned on the light and sat Misty down at the table, then he went to the fridge and got out some milk and a couple of glasses. They sat there for the rest of the night just talking things over, Ash trying to tell Misty all the time that the dreams meant nothing, but he hardly believed that they did so himself.
The next morning passed fairly quickly, apart from the fact that Gary came round, and him and Ash were competing all along. Misty just stayed out of the way; she mostly kept herself hidden away in the spare room. Brock brought her food and drink, so she didn't have to go out into Pallet Town anywhere. She was grateful that almost everyone left her to herself. Gary came in a couple of times to ask how she was feeling, he didn't understand that she would prefer to be left alone.
"Hey, Misty," Gary. His familiar voice shattered the silence.
"What do you want Gary?" Misty asked for about the thirtieth time.
"We're all having a water Pokémon fight, wanna join in?" he asked as he walked over to her. This time instead of him wearing his usual purple shirt, he only had his shorts on, probably in order to keep his precious shirt from getting damaged.
"No, Gary. I've told you before I want to be left alone." Now how many times had she said that today?
"Aww. You've got to come out. You are the water Pokémon expert anyway." He said. "And I don't think you'd want your title to be taken away from y…"
"Gary, I told you not to bother Misty again!" Gary was cut of by Ash storming into the room.
"I was just seein' if she'd changed her mind." Gary said pouting. "You don't need to shout at me. You're just a loser anyway, what would you know." Gary walked out of the room and slammed the door after him. Ash cringed as the noise echoed through the house.
"Don't think you're going to get me out there Ash. I want to stay right where I am."
"I'm not trying to get you out anywhere. I just want you to stay where you are happy." Ash said as he went to walk out of the room. Misty felt so bad, she had trusted Ash with her secret about the dream, and now he was going to let him battle Gary without any support.
"Ha! I knew she wouldn't come out to even support you. She finally realised you're such a loser." Then he threw a Pokéball at his feet. "Omanyte, water gun now!"
"An Omanyte!" Ash cried, "When did you get that?"
"When I always get all my Pokémon," Gary said, "when you're busy losing all your battles." Ash beamed red with anger.
"Let's get this started." Ash said as he reached for a Pokéball, "Squirtle, go!" a red flash emitted from the Pokéball and seconds later Squirtle stood poised for battle.
"Squirtle, squirt!" it yelled as it spat a line of water aimed straight at Gary. Omanyte met it with an equal blast of water, but soon the blast from Omanyte took over Squirtle's power. "Squirt!" it yelled as it was pushed backwards by the force.
"Staryu, tackle attack!" Misty's voice rang out clear and strong from behind Ash. In the few seconds it took for everyone to realise she had come out, Misty's Staryu had flown down and knocked Omanyte on its back. It lay there struggling for a few seconds until it found its balance and flipped over. As soon as it was the right way up, it shot a powerful amount of water at Misty's Staryu.
"Staryu, harden!" Misty called without even thinking. The Pokémon glowed for a second and then the water blasted into the star shaped Pokémon, which sent it careering backwards. Misty didn't move a muscle. Gary face was already beaming with satisfaction; he knew well that Misty was a gym leader and even though he had beaten gym leaders, he had never beaten her.
"Omanyte, stop. This match is over." He said triumphantly. But then he looked over to where the Staryu had been hit. "Huh?" he said quietly as he realised it was no longer there. He looked around for it but couldn't see it anywhere. Then he felt the cold blast of water hitting the back of his head. Staryu! Gary fell forward, landing face first in the muddy ground. He lifted his head up. "Omanyte, get that thing!" he roared.
"Staryu, water gun." Misty said in a normal tone of voice, as if mocking Gary. The Omanyte lunged forward, launching a deadly horn attack; Misty's Staryu avoided the attack and shot water from its top spike of its star shape. It hit the Omanyte with incredible strength and the Omanyte flew off and hit a tree. Gary rushed to its side.
"Omanyte, return." He said as he got out another Pokéball. "Vaporeon, go! Finish this thing off!" a vaporeon stood in front of Gary in a few seconds. It was standing in an attack position in a matter of milliseconds, and then it was flying towards Staryu.
"Staryu, look out!" Misty yelled as the Vaporeon hit the Staryu hard and brought it to the ground. "No! Staryu!" Misty ran forward the Vaporeon saw her and decided to attack her to get extra praise from Gary. It leapt forward with its mouth open wide. It was almost at Misty when a pink wall seemed to rise out of nowhere. The Vaporeon, in mid flight, went crashing into it. Gary called the Pokémon back, and rushed to see what was happening. Misty opened her eyes and the pink shield suddenly dissolved into a small pink blob.
"Ditto!" it said cheerfully.
"Wow, a Ditto!" Ash said as he ran forward. "I gotta get it!" He ran over with a Pokéball in his hand. Pikachu ran slightly behind him, electricity building up in his cheeks.
"Ditto, transform." A female voice rang out from behind them. Ash froze as the small blob turned into a Pikachu. And then, without hesitating, let out an electrifying jolt of electricity. Ash turned to see who it was that owned the Ditto, but couldn't see where the voice had come from. Then he heard a small thump of feet landing on the dry grass behind him. "Hello, Ashy-Boy." Now he knew who it was.
"Duplica. I should have known it was you." He said as he turned round and recognized the familiar form of Duplica. Her blue hair, that used to sit in twin bobbles, was now in a single bobble at the back of her head. She had a slim figure similar to Misty's except she was a couple of inches taller. She strolled forward and clicked her fingers, the Pikachu leaped onto her shoulder and transformed into a small Ditto again.
"Ditto!" it cried as it sat happily on her shoulder.
"Long time no see Ashy-Boy!" Duplica teased again.
"I've told you not to call me that." Ash said he was getting annoyed at her childhood taunts. Duplica laughed.
"Come on, don't be such a spoiled sport." She said. As she was laughing as whispered something to Squirtle. Misty walked over to Ash.
"What did you say to him?" she asked as she saw Squirtle creep up behind Duplica.
"You'll see." He said quietly, "You'll see." He watched Duplica as she laughed, and then he seen Squirlte quietly sneak up behind her. He smiled to himself. Then Squirtle leaped as it called out, Duplica turned to find out what was happening and got a face full of water. Now it was Ash's turn to laugh, as Duplica coughed and spluttered. Squirtle jumped down and sat at Ash's feet, he opened his mouth wide and laughed with Ash.
"Ditto…transform." Duplica ordered as she coughed.
"Dits," it said as its body took the shape of Squirtle. It let out a blast of water from its mouth at Ash as soon as it was ready. But Ash had seen it coming and moved out of the way, so instead of hitting its original target, the water slammed right into Misty's stomach. Duplica instantly stopped laughing, and her mouth flew open in shock. Misty recovered from her shock and threw a Pokéball.
"Staryu, go!" she called as a star shaped Pokémon came back into battle. "Soak her with your water gun!" she ordered it. It instantly obliged and before Duplica could explain that it was a mistake the Staryu soaked her from head to toe. Ash was still laughing at the both of them, so both trainers turned and yelled out to their Pokémon at the same time.
"Soak him!" they called. Both Pokémon nodded and blasted Ash with water before he could realise what was going on. Some of the water went astray and got Gary, so he took out his water Pokémon and joined in the fight. The friends were soaked, but none of them minded, Misty was just happy that Ash and Gary weren't getting at each other. Even though they were the ones that were soaking each other the most. In a couple of minutes they all heard Brock coming. They instantly stopped and all ducked behind trees, and just as Brock rounded the corner, all of the Pokémon soaked him at the one time. He was dripping wet within seconds.
"Ash, Misty." He called. "I was only trying to tell you your dinner is ready, what'd you do that for." He looked around and seen all of them come out from behind the trees.
"Sorry Brock," Ash said. "We were just fooling around."
"Yeh," Duplica said, "and it was me that started all of this anyway." Ditto transformed and came back to Duplica.
"Hey Brock," Misty called out, "is there enough food to go round for Duplica to stay?"
"Yeh, there should be." He said, "But if you're going to soak me again at the dinner table, could you please warn me?" he asked them as he tried to get most of the water out of his top by twisting it between his hands.
"Gary," professor Oak called over the fence. "Gary you're di…why are you so wet?" he asked looking at everyone.
"Doesn't matter." He said, "What did you want me for?"
"You're dinners ready. But I don't think your mother will want you to come into the house like that."
"Don't worry. I'll get in the way I always do." Gary said, and then he looked back at Ash.
"Smell ya later." He said as he ran down the path.
"I really don't like him." Ash said as he went over to the kitchen door to get a towel that Brock had left for them to dry off with.
They all went inside and had their dinner, and Ash's mum offered that Duplica stay the night with the three friends. She said she had nowhere else to go and Misty was glad for the company of another female. So they got Ash and Brock to move the couch bed into the spare room and they set it up for the night.
Later on they watch the television and got some more news about the Pokémon league, and then they all went to bed.
Misty was in the same dream again, for the third night in a row. Except this time it felt so real. Then someone shook her and she realised this time she wasn't dreaming.
"Misty, Misty! Are you awake?" Duplica's voice came through the darkness.
"Yeh," Misty replied, "What happened to the lights?" she asked as she sat up and looked around into the darkness.
"I don't know. They just went out all of a sudden. I was going to wake Ash and Brock, but I couldn't see where I was going. And I'm worried about Ditto, he's crawled off somewhere and when I called out for him, he didn't come back." She began to fear the worse.
"It's ok, Duplica," Misty comforted, "We'll find him." She wasn't so sure herself, but she knew they had to. "But first of all we have to wake the others. Maybe it's just a power shortage, and Ash might know where the power box is."
Misty picked up her pillow and flung it in the direction of Ash's bed. It hit him and he mumbled something and then flung it back at her.
"Ash, wake up." She called.
"Misty, Misty. What's wrong?" he jumped up and ran over in Misty's direction. He ran right into her bed, and pinned her legs down.
"Ash, get off my legs. Ash!" he instantly got up.
"Sorry, Misty." He looked around. "Why's it so dark?" he asked as he tried to figure out what was going on.
"We don't know," Duplica said as she crawled onto the bed where the other two were sitting. "We were hoping it was a power cut and you knew where the power box is to turn the lights back on." Ash noticed she was crying slightly.
"What's wrong Duplica? Have you hurt yourself?" he asked as he tried to see where she was.
"No, I'm fine. But I don't know where Ditto is." She said as she buried her face in her hands. Ash called out for Pikachu, and the little yellow mouse came running over to him instantly.
"Light up the room with your flash." He told him.
"Pi pika chu." Pikachu said and then he let out a small noise as he emitted a light from his body. They went over and woke Brock.
"No, leave me alone." Brock said still half asleep. "We'll have breakfast later, will you just go back to sleep." Ash shook Brock, but he clung even tighter to the edges of the sheets and he refused to get up. Ash signalled to the rest of the group and they each took a corner of the covers and they were able to pull it away from Brock. "What do you want?" he asked as he tried to snatch the covers away from them.
"You, need to get up. We need to find the power box and Ditto." Ash told him. "Haven't you realised how dark it is?" Brock looked around. Then he reached over to the lamp and turned the switch. It clicked once, twice. And no light came from it.
"I assumed the bulb had blown." He said quietly. But then he got out of bad, and pulled on his shoes. "Lets go." He said as he walked over to the door with the rest of the group.
"Togi, togi, pri!!" Togepi cried out to get attention.
"Togepi, stay here. We'll just be back." Misty said as she put Togepi underneath the covers. They all exited the room, leaving the small baby egg alone.
"Togi!" she cried and then pulled the cover closer as if to hide from an invisible force in the room.
"Well," Ash said, "it's not a power cut." Ash said as he shut the cupboard.
"Well, what else could it be?" Duplica asked, as she looked around frantically for her Ditto. Then they heard a scream coming from up stairs. "My mom!" Ash called as he began to run up the stairs. Pikachu followed him, so the rest were left in the pitch darkness.
"I'm going to look for a torch." Brock said as he hurried off. Misty and Duplica were left alone.
"Oh-no." Misty said. "This is just like my dream, this can't be happening. It can't!" she screamed out loud. And then she realised she was not the only one screaming. She heard people in the street running and screaming. She looked around, and realised Duplica was gone.
"Duplica, Duplica come back. Please." She called out to her friend. In the distance she heard Duplica calling out for Ditto.
"Priiii!!!!" she heard her small egg Pokémon shouting out to her.
"Togepi!" she cried. She turned to go and find her, when she saw them: the same red eyes that were in her dream. She screamed again and tried to run, but pain shot through her legs and up to her waist. She closed her eyes as the pain increased and spread through her body. Someone called her name, she looked around and saw a faint outline of a person but she couldn't tell who, consciousness was slipping away from her. Her head spun and she felt like she was going to throw up. She clutched her stomach curled up into a ball and prepared herself for the worst. The pain increased again, this time spreading into her mind. She cringed as the pain worsened pain, this was much more pain than she'd ever encountered, even worse than when she'd dreamt it. "Why…is…this…happening?" She managed to ask through the pain that increased with every second gone by. She didn't know the answer and she didn't know what was going to happen, but she knew it was going to be bad. She prepared herself, and then the pain got too unbearable she let out a scream and then a darkness much worse than before fell in front of her. Making her unable to see the outside world. Someone called her name again, but it was too late, she was so tired and she just gave into the feeling.
Her breathing slowed and she lay still. The eyes slowing disappeared and everything went back to normal. The darkness remained but the lamps came on. People stopped screaming and suddenly everyone started talking, everyone but Misty. She lay where she was, silent and still.
So what'd you think. think i should write a second part or what?
it's up to you, if people like it i may well write a second part,
if not then i don't know what i'll do.
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look forward to hearing from you all.
Cerasi