Alright, time for the second chapter! I've just made Arthur, and already you guys probably hate him! Now let's keep it rollin'!
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"Hey guys, how was your trip?" Ash's mom asked as Misty, Brock and "Ash" walked in.

"Well, we met a really weird guy, but other than that, nothing," Arthur said.

"Weird guy?" Mrs. Ketchum asked curiously.

"Yeah, he keeps saying all this weird stuff, and seems to hate me. I don't know why."

"Well, maybe we should call a doctor."

"I tried, but he won't budge."

"Where did you find him?"

"At some weird steeple," Misty said. "Brock and I didn't go in, but Ash did. By the way, Ash, what made that bell ring?"

"Huh? Oh, that. I dunno. It just started ringing all of the sudden. And I kept hearing weird voices in there. I don't think we should go back. It might be haunted or something."

"But we should still try to help the guy, right?" said Brock. "If we can't get him to come willingly, then we'll just have to take him by force."

"Well, I dunno…"
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"Ugh…" Ash opened his eyes. Where was he? Was he in his room again. No...the ground was hard.

Ash got up. He had to shield his eyes from the blinding sunlight. Once he got used to it, he looked around. He was in front of a giant steeple in the middle of the forest.

"Where the hell am I?" Ash covered his mouth. His voice sounded different.

Then it all came flooding back to him in one horrible memory. He remembered going into the steeple and meeting Arthur. He remembered getting his body stolen, and being knocked out with the pokeball.

And Misty…Brock…they were still with him. They were still with Arthur.

Ash had to get back to them. But he didn't know the way. He decided he had to start somewhere, so he went in the direction he had been facing when he woke up.
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"So, Ash, what do you plan on doing now?" Misty asked during breakfast.

"Huh?"

"Well, you beat the Sinnoh league," said Brock.

"I did?"

"Yeah, don't you remember? But you lost to Cynthia. I don't blame you, though. She is the champion, after all. But you still did great! You beat the entire elite four! On your first try, too! And you beat Paul!"

"Oh, yeah, right!"

"So, what now? I mean, you've done pretty much every other league."

"Yeah, you're right. I guess I could just hang out here for a while."

"Yeah, Ash, that would be great!" Misty said with excitement. Ash was going to stay here! "We could make up for all the time we lost!"

"Uh..yeah! That sounds great!"

Misty raised an eyebrow. "Ash, you seem…different. Are you sure nothing happened in that steeple?"

"Not that I'm aware of." Arthur took another serving of pancakes. "Man, I'm hungry!"

"Well, that hasn't changed," Misty said, rolling her eyes. Still, there was something odd about Ash.

Later that day, Arthur and Misty were out training in the forest.

"Staryu! Water gun!"

"Thunderbolt, pikachu!"

Staryu fired it's water gun. It was cut off by pikachu's thunderbolt, which kept going and hit Staryu, KO'ing it.

"Wow, pikachu! You're strong!" Arthur said.

"Pika!"

"Well, you of all people should know that, Ash," Misty said, calling her Staryu back.

"I know, I was just paying him a compliment. There's nothing wrong with that." Arthur said, kneeling down and rubbing pikachu's head.

"I know, but-AAAAAHHH!!!!!"

"What? What is it?"

"Over there!"

"Huh?" Arthur looked where Misty was pointing. "It's just a weedle. What's so scary about that?"

"Huh? Okay, now I know something happened in that steeple. You of all people should know that I hate bugs!"

"You do? I mean, I know you do, but you should really try and get over it. Look." Arthur crawled over to weedle and put his hand out.

"Weedle!" The weedle came over and let Arthur pet him.

"See? Nothing to be afraid about! The least it could do is put you in a web!"

"It can do that? Eek!"

"It's not actually going to do that, stupid! Not unless you do something completely crazy."

"Who are you calling stupid!?!"

"Well, it is stupid how you're so scared of bugs! I mean, look at him! He's tiny! You could stomp him if you wanted!"

"You know, that's not a bad idea…"

"Okay, go ahead." Arthur got up and stepped back.

"Wait…your actually just going to let me stomp him?"

"If you want to, you can. Personally I don't think you will. You seem to nice for that."

"What do you mean seem to nice? You've known me for years!"

"I know, but-"

"Alright, there's definitely something odd about you! You don't seem to remember anything about your past, and you haven't called me "Misty" or "Mist" since you got out of the steeple!"

"Your point?"

"Well, that's my name, Ash! Something must have happened in that steeple! You haven't said Brock's name either, and you're not nearly as enthusiastic about battling as you were before!"

"Well, maybe something did happen, but heck, if it did, I sure don't know about it!"

"Well, tell me what happened. All of it!"

"Well, when I stepped into the steeple, it looked…well, like as steeple. There was a carpet and stairs and stained glass windows. I heard a bunch of weird voices too. They were saying stuff like "Leave now" and "Get out while you can". They kept talking the whole time I was in there.

"Then I saw door on the other end or the room, so I went through it. I ended up in a room with nothing but a staircase in it. So I went up the stairs and came out in a room that looked like a living room.

"And then that weird kid-he was sitting on a sofa, and started yelling at me when I came in. He was saying all this weird stuff-that I stole his body, and he kept calling me Arthur, saying that he was me. He somehow knew a lot about me, though. He knew my birthday, my full name-he knew practically every detail about me. I don't know how.

"And then the bell rang, and next thing I knew, I was walking out of the steeple."

Misty listened throughout this whole story. Once it was over, she just kept looking at Ash very seriously.

"So something must have happened when that bell rang."

"Yeah, but I don't know what! I mean, I don't feel any different…"

"Well, maybe we should try to ask professor Oak about this."

"Uh, yeah, let's do that."

"Do you even remember who professor Oak is?"

"Yeah, yeah, uh…he's a professor…and his name is Oak. That makes him professor Oak."

"My god, something really messed you up. C'mon, let's go."
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After staying at professor Oak's for a while, Arthur and Misty came back still knowing nothing about what had happened. That is, Misty didn't. Arthur knew everything. But, of course, he wouldn't tell anyone that.

It was about 6:30 when Arthur and Misty got home. They told Ash's mom about the problem, ensured her that it was nothing serious and they could get it fixed, ate dinner, and went to bed. That is, Misty did…
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Ash could see his house now. He kept running. He really hoped someone was awake. If not, he would just have to wake someone up. They all had to know what had happened. Especially Misty.

Misty… Ash's running slowed at the thought of her. He had never told anyone, but he had developed feelings for the hot-headed redhead.

He didn't know if he was in love with her-he wasn't quite sure what that meant. But he did have feelings for her. And he would have to tell her someday. The fact that he hadn't told her back when they all parted ways had been killing him forever.

Then he decided that he would have to tell her soon, or else it would be too late. After…after all of this he would tell her.

Ash went up into his yard. He had made it. Now he needed to tell everyone that this was not the real Ash. Ash walked towards the door…

"Hey there, Soot!"

"What?" Ash turned around to see himself standing there, holding a banana. It took him a minute to remember that this was actually Arthur.

"Been waitin' for ya."

"What the hell do you want?" Ash said slowly through gritted teeth.

"Not much. Just wanna talk. I mean, I just recently got this body, and already I am loving it! Everyone loves me! You never told me you got into every single league in all the regions! You even beat the entire elite four of Sinnoh! And on your first try, too! I gotta say, I'm impressed. Though there are a few things that I'm not used too."

"Such as?"

"Well, first of all, I'm starving!" Arthur took a huge bite of his banana. "All the time!" Though he said it through a mouthful of fruit so it came as "Aw du tum!".

Arthur swallowed his banana. "Oh yeah, and that redhead chick? She is really something! I think I might get something going with her…"

"You stay away from Misty!" Ash couldn't stand the thought of what someone as horrible as Arthur might do to her. "Wait a minute, you're eleven years old! How the hell can you be attracted to her?"

"I might look eleven years old, but I'm actually a lot older. You see, ghosts don't age. And besides, in this body, I'm no younger than you!"

"Well, still, stay away from her!"

"Or what?"

"I'll kill you!" Ash actually meant it. He would do anything he could to keep Arthur away from Misty.

Arthur laughed. It was a horrible, evil laugh that definitely wouldn't have been able to come out of Ash's body if Ash was the one in it. "With what? You're butter-knife wit?"

"Just tell me what you want!"

"I don't want anything! Just to be in this body forever! Though, I gotta say, your friend Misty's getting a little suspicious. She even took me over to that geezer Oak. So I'm afraid to stay in here for good, I might just have to kill you."

"With what?" Ash said, mocking Arthur. "Your butter-knife wit?"

"No," Arthur said, not taking offense. "No, I've got plenty of other ways. For example, wouldn't it be ironic if you got killed by your own pikachu?"

"Pikachu wouldn't kill me! He wouldn't kill anybody!"

"Well, if that's th case, there's plenty of other ways. I'm sure your mom has a carving knife somewhere. If not, I could just pull a Cain and Able and bash you on the head with a rock. There's probably a big enough one somewhere in the forest."

"I hate you."

"Yeah, I'm not too fond of you either, Soot. But I love your body! Now, I'm gonna give you until Monday to choose. Do you keep trying to get your body back, and die, or do you live and let live? Think about it, Soot." Arthur walked inside and shut the door.
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