Ash walked away from his beautiful new wife and the laughter coming from the dining hall and stepped out into the greeting room. Long red drapes hung from the golden plated ceiling, hanging alongside large chandeliers encrusted with expensive jewels. Designs of battling Pokemon could be seen carved into the oak walls, and a large spinning glass door was located in the front of the building where the guests could be seen entering. Ash was one of the most important people in the world now, so only the finest building could house his wedding. Gary, Paul, and Brock, the only male friends Ash managed to keep over the years, could be seen leaning on a counter in the center of the room talking quietly.
It was hard for a playboy such as Ash to make good male friends, but he was pretty lucky in this regard. Gary had stuck by Ash since they were children and had been an invaluable friend through the good times and the bad. Their relationship got a little rocky when Gary walked in on Ash having sex with his sister, but luckily she was able to convince Gary to forgive him. Still, even though she told Gary it was the only thing she ever wanted, he still wouldn't talk to Ash for a few months. Even now their relationship was still a little strained, but once Ash announced he was getting married to Solidad things started to get back on track.
Paul came to be Ash's second good friend over time. This surprised a lot of people, but their friendship sort of made sense. After Ash finally defeated Paul and became the reigning Pokemon master Paul began to take Ash's advice more seriously. He no longer abused his Pokemon and while Paul and his Pokemon weren't exactly friends, their relationship dramatically approved thanks to Ash's advice. Paul quickly became a better trainer and person. It also helped that Paul was gay, preventing jealousy of Ash's many lovers from getting in between their purely straight relationship.
Last and most certainly least was Brock. If Ash could have it his way he would have ditched Brock back when he deflowered and abandoned Misty. Ash realized quickly, however, that it was much more beneficial to keep the pathetic Brock around. Brock always took care of the cooking and cleaning, leaving Ash more time to run around dating women and having fun. Brock was completely repulsive to most women, so he didn't have to worry about Brock stealing away his dates. Not only that, but it helped in case he ever needed to quickly find a guy to double date with. Brock was the perfect candidate. 99% of the time the woman would be so disgusted with Brock that Ash would end up having a threesome with both women, assuming the woman didn't storm out of the building before he had a chance to comfort her. As far as Ash knew, Brock was still, sadly, a virgin. Despite being few in number Ash's friends were extremely reliable.
"Ah, here's the lucky guy! Get over here!" Gary shouted out to Ash. Brock could be seen crying on Paul's shoulder dramatically as Paul tried to awkwardly comfort him. Despite being gay, Paul looked pretty uncomfortable with the whole situation.
"Why…why can't I marry someone as beautiful as Solidad." Brock cried in anguish as he looked up at Ash in tears.
"Don't worry Brock, I'm sure your time will come eventually!" Ash said cheerfully, patting him on the back.
"I just don't understand. WHY DON'T WOMEN LIKE ME? WHAT AM I DOING WRONG?"
"Maybe you just aren't being aggressive enough? Women love an aggressive man. I should know." This however, Ash soon realized, was the wrong thing to say. While Ash originally thought Brock was just being overdramatic like he always was, it turned out the situation was much more serious. For the first time since Ash met him, Brock was actually angry. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees as Brock glared up at Ash coldly.
"Indeed…Indeed you should know, because for the past five years I've been cleaning your clothes, cooking your MEALS, AND TAKING CARE OF YOUR POKEMON WHILE YOU WERE OFF HAVING SEX!" Brock said as he glared darkly at Ash. "You've been using me all along, haven't you? Knowing I have all those little brothers and sisters at home waiting for my help, and you are making me follow you around doing your laundry while you're off getting laid? I'm going to kill you!" Brock said as he lunged towards the raven haired trainer, intent on actually killing him. Ash had other plans, plans that involved not dying, and neatly sidestepped Brock as he kneed him in the stomach, all the while wearing a disgusted look.
"Shut the fuck up and stop being such a bitch. You sound like my mother." Ash said as he walked over to the counter and poured himself a glass of vodka. He needed something to calm his nerves. Despite all he had been through involving women, a wedding was still a major commitment and he wasn't in the mood to put up with Brock at the moment. Quickly downing the drink, he turned his disgusted gaze back at Brock.
"Don't blame me. I've taken you on countless dates. It's not my fault you're so pathetic. I've done everything I could to help you. Why don't you try to help yourself and stop being such a woman? Unlike Paul over there, most people aren't gay."
This statement made Brock's eye twitch. "WHY YOU UNGRATEFULL BASTARD!" Brock roared as he picked himself up off the ground and made a lunge towards Ash, only to be stopped in the air by Gary.
"Guys, guys! Calm down!" Gary said as he tried to calm down the struggling Brock. It was for his own sake. If Brock somehow managed to break free and get to Ash, the ending result wouldn't be pretty. Years of training had made Ash quite athletic, and despite Brock's affinity towards rock Pokemon he wasn't exactly carved of stone himself.
"Come on Gary, let me at him! Let. Me. GO! THIS CREEP NEEDS TO BE TAUGHT A LESSON! DID YOU ALREADY FORGET WHAT HE DID TO YOUR SLUT OF A SISTER?" Brock screamed out.
The room grew deathly silent after that remark, all except for the resounding slap that rung out through the hall as Gary's hand swung violently across Brock's face, sending the young man tumbling violently against the floor. Ash looked on amusedly as Gary stood over Brock, his hand shaking violently in barely suppressed rage. A large red mark could be seen spreading across Brock's face, matching the color of the velvet floor. Between the violent slap of Gary and Ash's previous beating earlier, Brock looked quite the mess.
"Don't you…don't you ever talk that way about my sister again." Gary said in anger as he glared at Brock.
Brock just faced the ground humiliated, a mix of anger and shame makings its way across his face. A few noticeable tears started trickling down his face, falling onto the soft velvet carpet below him. Soon his anger turned to disgust. Disgust at Ash for what he'd become, disgust at women for ignoring him and flocking to someone like Ash, and disgust at himself for what he told Gary.
"G-gary. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. F-forgive me." he said as he crawled on his hands and knees up to Gary, bowing at his feet. "I'm so, so, sorry. I'm just…just…". What was he? Betrayed? Humiliated? Angry at everyone and everything? So many emotions were raging through Brock's head, and none of them were good.
Gary just looked at Brock with pity as tears continued to pour from the once proud mans face. He could tell Brock was falling apart for the past year now, and it hurt him to see such a strong and confident man turn into what was crying on the ground before him. He would have told Ash to lighten up on him in an attempt to try and save Brock, but knew deep down that Ash knew all along the struggles Brock was facing. Deep down he knew Ash was doing nothing but using Brock until he had nothing left to provide, and once he became useless, Ash would leave him for dead. The second most known trainer from Pallet suddenly felt nothing but pity for the man.
"Brock…don't worry about it. I'm sorry for hitting you, man. Paul, can you go clean him up?"
Paul nodded sympathetically, and walked Brock into the men's restroom as Brock continued to silently cry. Gary could only watch on sadly as the two disappeared behind the stall doors. Only one though was on his mind.
'Ash…what happened to you? How could you do something like this?'
Meanwhile with the girls, things were slightly more pleasant. And when I say slightly more pleasant, I mean nobody had been slapped or was in tears. Yet. Solidad was currently gathered around some of her and Ash's closest female friends. Sitting around the table were Cynthia, Erika, Whitney, Misty, Jasmine, May, Clair, and Sabrina. The tension at the table was so thick it could be cut with a knife. Every girl there was jealous of Solidad, yet at the same time ashamed of their past actions with Ash. Misty, being the most spirited of the girls, couldn't take it anymore.
"You look pretty thirsty, Solidad. How about I go get us a couple of drinks?" she asked in an attempt to get away from the table for a while. Solidad just looked up and smiled, oblivious to all the tension around the table.
"Thank you Misty, that sounds good."
Misty just smiled and left the table, leaving the rest of the girls to go back to their awkward silence. Cynthia, being the best friend of Solidad, felt obligated to try and break the ice. And what do girls like to talk about on their best friend's wedding night?
"So, Solidad. How's Ash…you know, in bed?" Cynthia said slyly, causing all the girls head's to perk up in interest. The truth was every girl sitting at the table knew just how well Ash was in bed first hand, but still, it was the only thing Cynthia could think of at the moment. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't get the image of Ash screwing her senseless out of her head, realizing that she may never get the chance again. Still, all eyes were on Solidad as they waited for her answer.
"Well…" Solidad started as she twiddled her thumbs together nervously. "We haven't really done anything like that yet. I tried, but every time I tried to take our relationship past kissing he would tell me to wait until the wedding. It got pretty frustrating." she said sadly, causing all the others to look at her with a shocked expression.
"WHAT!" the normally quiet Jasmine yelled.
"Ash, wait for marriage?" Sabrina snickered. Clair slapped her on the shoulder playfully, before snickering herself. "That's a surprise!"
"How responsibly of him." the ever polite Erika said, not wanting to say anything that might hurt the other girls feelings. May and Whitney chose to remain silent, still being too depressed to say or do anything, while Cynthia tried to think of a way to easily change the subject before her best friend had her life ruined. But before she had the chance, Solidad questioned all the girls strange behavior.
"What was with that reaction? I think it's kind of cute how Ash wants us to wait until marriage. As far as I know it will be a first for the both of us, so it will be really special. It is kind of frustrating to have to wait, though…" she said, causing more giggles from the lips of Sabrina and Clair, and causing May, Jasmine, Erika, and Whitney to look even more depressed. Cynthia, however, couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't let her best friend marry a man that fucked enough girls to fill a few large cities behind her back. She had to tell her the truth.
"Solidad, there's something you should know. Ash, he-" but before Cynthia could finish, she was interrupted by a horrible, terrified scream. Suddenly, the clambering of dishes and silverware stopped, the happy conversation surrounding the entire hall stopped, and not a sound could be heard as everyone looked to the source of the scream to see Deliah Ketchum emerging from the pantry.
"Mom, what happened? What was that noise?" Ash yelled as he and Gary stormed back into the reception room after hearing the scream. Both were panting and out of breath, having run as fast as they could after hearing the loud noise. At first Ash thought some of his girls decided to start fighting each other over him, or that maybe someone told Solidad his secret in order to get some sort of revenge, but after taking in the appearance of his mother, he realized that situation was slightly more serious. "Mom…is that blood? What's going on?"
An extremely pale and terrified looking Deliah Ketchum stared up to her son with terrified eyes, blood staining her beautiful white gown. She spoke in a terrified whisper, not believing the words that were coming out of her mouth.
"It's Misty…she, she's been murdered!"