Pain
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"Professor Oak!" Ash and Brock ran in to the hospital and went to the front desk. "Where's Professor Oak?"
"Are you immediate family?" asked the receptionist.
"No… but…" started Ash.
"This is his son-in-law. Please let us see him." Pleaded Brock.
"Alright…" Oak was being held in the ICU for severe third degree burns. His skin looked leathery, and it was a deep black. A myriad of medical tubes flowed from his body, and an IV drip flowed into his blood. The professor was fast asleep, and by the look of it, he wasn't going to be up for a while.
"Brock, where's Dawn?"
"She said she was going to be late." The boys were sitting in the cafeteria, a cheeseburger in front of both of them.
"Brock, this can't just be a coincidence! It was everyone close to us who's getting murdered. I know you noticed it too." Brock took a sip of his coffee and thought about it. He too had been confused about the situations and how they occurred. All the facts pointed to one particular person, the one person who had been jealous of Misty, and been mad at Delia right before she died. Brock wanted to make sure he had this figured out for himself first before he said anything to Ash. He knew his friend and his rash nature. "Brock, earth to Brock."
"Oh yeah?" Dawn appeared before them, Piplup walking at her feet. "Yeah, let's not talk about it now."
"Ash, I'm so sorry about everything's that's happened to you. I want to know if there is anything I can do for you." Dawn laid herself on his bed, right next to the yellow mouse Pokémon. She unbuttoned her shirt, going one button at a time.
"Dawn… I…" He turned around, causing her to get out of bed and fondle him from behind. "I know you want it…" The little Pokémon finally awoke from his slumber and saw Ash resisting Dawn's attempts.
"Pika…" said Pikachu with a growl. Dawn turned around with a look no one had ever seen on her face. She walked to Pikachu. "Are you trying to stop my destiny with Ash too?" She looked around the room and spotted a pair of scissors. She walked over to him. "Well I don't think so." She took the scissors and stabbed Pikachu right in the heart. The metal protruded, quickly getting covered in the iron liquid.
"Pikachu!" Ash rushed to his dying friend as Dawn locked the door once again. "What are you doing Dawn?"
"So many people have stood in my way. All I wanted was to be with you Ash, was that too much to ask? You always put Misty before me, and then your mom told me not to deal with you, to let you calm down. I would've been able to help!"
"Misty… it was you? and my mom? I liked you Dawn, but I loved Misty, you didn't have to do that. Does that mean the fire at the lab…?"
"It was an accident he was allowed to live. I was planning on taking him out, but this is okay too." Ash clutched his Pokemon and ran to the door.
"You're crazy…"
"So you say. You'll be mine, or else."
"Or else?"
"I'm not letting anyone take you away from me." Dawn pulled the scissors from Pikachu, who groaned a weak groan form the pain. She pointed it to Ash's chest. "So, you want to continue what we started?"
Ash backed up. "Leave me alone."
"I don't think so." Dawn walked up closer to him and Ash lost it. He balled his fist and punched her smack dab in the face. Her cheek was red and she touched a disbelieving finger to it.
"You hit me!"
"Yeah and I'll do it again."
"That's it Ash. Nobody touches me and gets away with it." Dawn ran up to Ash and stabbed him in the gut. The girl retracted the blade and went for him again going straight for his heart. With Pikachu in his hands, he couldn't really do much to dodge the attack. He braced himself for the pain, but it never came.
Ash opened his eyes and saw that Dawn was staring at him with a great terror showing on her face. "What's…" and that's when he heard her.
"This is the last straw Dawn." Ash heard the water trainer's voice and he turned to look at her. Her astral form looked just as he had seen her before she went missing. He fell onto his knees and called her name.
"Misty… I knew you were murdered." His tears flowed down his face. "I…"
"You don't need to say anything Ash." She looked to the girl again. "I forgave you for killing me, but I can't forgive you for killing Ash." Misty flew into the air and as she did a cold wind took over the room. Objects were flying every which way. They smacked Dawn as they soared through the air. Every object hit and she was starting to bleed, getting welts all over her body. As the last object hit, Misty lowered her self to the ground. "I'll show you how it feels to get killed by someone you trust." The red head possessed Piplup, who was in the other room, and used water pulse.
The blue ball of water surrounded the coordinator and soon she was stuck inside. Her breath was getting heavy as the water and pressure were getting heavier. "Piplup," she breathed, "stop." The pressure continued and Dawn felt like her lungs were going to burst, just like with Delia. All was going downhill until…
"Dawn dear?" Joanna, Dawn's mom, walked into the room and quickly took her away. "Dawn, what happened to you? It's a good thing Brock called me."
"Ghost, Misty…" said Dawn.
"We need to take her to the police… she killed…" Brock was talking but Ash cut him off.
"I'll forgive…" Brock started to cut him off, but he didn't allow it. "I said I forgive her; I'm not pressing any charges. Just get the bitch out of my face." Ash left the room, taking the dead Pokémon out with him.
It's been four years since the incident with Dawn. No one has heard about her since then so they figured Joanna had everything under control. Brock was on his way to meet Ash when he decided to pay a visit to Joanna. He knocked on the door and got no answer.
"Joanna?" When he was about to leave, the door opened ever slightly, and he went inside. "Joanna, I just came by to see…" What the boy saw was horrible. Joanna was there, but she wasn't. Her body had been mutilated, skin peeled off, and only her skeleton remaining. Her bones were piled right next to the couch. Brock bent down and saw the one thing that made him know it was Dawn who did this work. Her lucky ribbon, the one Joanna gave her, was on the floor in pieces. Brock looked around the house to see if anyone was there, but there was no one, or nothing. The boy ran, after calling the police, to the Pokémon Center.
"I'll be there as fast as I can." Said Brock, who was thinking they should have put her away when they had the chance.
"No Brock. I'll deal with her myself if she comes after me. You need to watch you're back, bye." Ash hung up and readied himself. He didn't want his Pokémon to fight Dawn so he was prepared to kill her himself.
Brock knew that Dawn would most likely go after Ash, but he did send her mom to pick her up. He had thought that a well respected mother could solve the problem, but apparently not. Brock knew where Ash was staying, so he quickly made his way over there.
Ash was sleeping soundly when he saw a familiar sight before him. Misty walked up to him seductively and they wasted no time. Just like Dawn had forced herself onto him the first time, so did Misty this time. Her clothes were off and already on the bedside, as were his. He, already knowing what to do, entered her and started pumping. Her moans brought him to him peak and he released into her. All this had felt like a dream, so he thought that's what it was. But the feeling felt too real. He woke up and saw what he thought was Misty still under him.
"What the hell?"
"I missed you Ash."
"Dawn?"
"No, it's me Misty."
"Don't toy with me, you're sick." Ash stood up and defended himself.
"What do you mean? You wanted Misty and now you have her."
And just like last time, Misty came, the ghost Misty. "You want to try again. This time I will kill you.
"No I'll kill her, for everyone she has killed already."
"I'm sorry Ash, but I'm not going to allow that." Misty used her ghostly power and attacked Ash, tying him up somewhere in the corner of the room. "Now let's finish this once and for all." Misty grabbed Dawn's 'face' and pulled the skin off. The skin was glued onto her real skin, so as the fake mask was being pulled off so did her real face.
"I'm ready for you this time Misty. Come on out Togekiss. I'm sure you know that you can't hurt normal type Pokémon, and she knows Psychic." Misty gasped and started backing up until she stopped. She had to try her best no matter what and she knew how the outcome of the battle would come out. Togekiss almost didn't use Psychic on Misty, that is until it saw Dawn's face. Her skin was sagging and her eyes were filled with the devil's rage. Togekiss performed its task and went to the Pokeball.
The attack hit Misty and she felt weaker by the second. Her power was draining and she was about to leave this world for the second time again. She looked at Ash's horrified face and blew a kiss to him, as this really would be the last time the meet until his time came. She slipped away into a thin wisp of smoke and it was just Ash and Dawn left in the room.
The material that Misty bound Ash with dissipated and he was free to do what he wanted. He knew it would come down to this, and he knew he would have to finish her off. He ran into her and knocked her down. Ash produced a knife from his backpack and stabbed the girl, screaming as he did. He slashed her gut open, making sure to hit all organs in her abdominal area just like she had did with his mom.
He held her mouth close as the blood pooled inside her mouth and it had no where to go. With her on her back it could only go in one direction: down. She tried to cough, but he wouldn't even allow that. As she struggled against his surprisingly tough grip, he rummaged through his backpack for one last thing.
Fluoroantimonic acid. One of the most acidic acids ever discovered. "I just can't forgive you anymore…" He poured the acid all over her body, and just as it impacted, her eyes dissolved into nothing, leaving hollow spaces in her head. Her skin grew black and bubbly, showing both bone and muscle as the acid made its way to the floor. Ash could no longer cry, as he was all cried out since four years ago, but he did go to sleep, after an exhausting night.
Brock rushed into the Pokémon Center and didn't even have time to flirt with Nurse Joy. He asked for Ash's room and ran inside. Ash woke up to the knocking and finally realized that he had a dead girl on his floor. With one look he hurled, and opened the door cautiously. He saw Brock, and Brock saw Dawn.
"Oh Ash." He gave his friend a hug. "Come on, I think we better get out of here. You should stay at my house for now okay?" Ash said nothing as he let Brock guide him out of the center and back to Kanto.
The trainer finally felt better being around a lot of people. He helped Brock's siblings in training and everything else he learned that wasn't standard battling protocol. Brock watched Ash come around from a bad situation and at least now he was doing better. Brock and Ash went to Oak who was let out of the hospital and of course he went right back to his Pokémon. He loved them even more now, knowing they would risk their lives to save his. After learning that Professor Oak was okay, Ash decided he had to get on with his own dreams too (again).
A/N: Okay so the story is coming to a close and yes, I know Brock needed more of a part, probably a fight with Dawn, but I just couldn't find a way to fit it in, so I left it as it was. Same goes for Misty. Last chapter coming up…
