Hey guys what's up. Fourth chapter is here. I hope you guys have fun, but also, are there any other pokemon that Ash should catch? I have a plan for a few in a bit, but I'm not sure if you guys want any extra ones. But yeah, so enjoy, and feedback is appreciated. A few already do, and I thank you all for it. Enjoy!
IMPORTANT!
SHOULD ASH CATCH LEGENDS OR NAH?
Ash, Brock, and Cynthia made were making their way over to Cerulean City for Ash's gym battle as well as Cynthia's. They both had the same idea and were both trying to challenge the Indigo League to challenge it. On the way, they were both discussing some of the hypothesis that they had made about certain things and how other proven theories worked.
"But with quantum mechanics thing. Well, think about it this way. To form a portal, like Celebi does to teleport, you need to create negative mass…Thig is, negative mass is something written off by most as nonexistent. But yes, it is real, and we both know how complicated it is. Let's say you there was an area of space with nothing in it. Absolutely nothing at all. So, if you were to take an infinitely powered microscope far surpassing the ability to see atoms, individual atoms, you would have something truly remarkable occurring in front of your eyes. Photons and other particles would just pop into existence right in front of your face. The stipulation? Negative mask would also be formed and then combine with the newly created particles and then pop them back out into nothingness. So yeah. Imagine it like this, most of us all know how to do perfect math 2+2 for example. So, let's say 2+2=x. x therefore equaling 4. Right? Imagine when dealing with quantum physics and mechanics, you just throw that 2+2 out of the window to make it 2+2=5 for just a minute to get by with any calculations," Ash said as he stopped to take a breath.
"Sure. It sure is complicated. What about you Brock?" Cynthia asked.
"Don't drag me into this, I'm having trouble understanding the first few words in you sentence," Brock said.
"Suit yourself," Ash said.
"Also, let's think about it. Sure, E+mc^2 it is telling you what energy is equal to. Yeah but what does it really mean? The original equation was actually M = E/c^2 which is telling you what mass is. Now tell me, what is mass? Mass is often seen as a form of energy or frozen energy, or the worst of all that mass can be converted into energy. To get a better understanding of it, we need to get some examples and shit from our everyday lives. Let's say you have two completely identical stopwatches. Identical atom for atom. The exception though, that one is moving and telling time and one is not. The one that is moving actually has more mass than the one that is not. That is because there is kinetic energy in the moving hands, potential energy in the wound-up springs, and slight amount of friction in the gears turning the hand. All of this minus potential energy is absent in the nonmoving watch. So, what the original equation says (M = E/c^2) is that all of the kinetic, potential, and thermal energy is a part of the mass of the watch. So, you would do Mass=The added-up Energy (being potential, kinetic, and thermal)/ the speed of light. That means that the extra mass form that energy is going to be miniscule, almost nonexistent even, but it is there. Therefore, it has slightly greater mass. This is not always true for example; a hydrogen atom will have less mass then the sum of both the proton and electron sometimes," Cynthia said.
"That is all true, but it makes you think about how small we are in the expanse that is our universe. Another thing, the many worlds interpretation, that is also kind of confusing. I mean, I want a sandwich right now, but in some other universe, I don't. It is just amazing that way," Ash said before his stomach growled, "I really want that sandwich."
"I'll tell you what, you guys go and find a place, I'll sat making lunch for us," Brock said before pushing them off into a random section of the woods, "I thought it would never end. The only thing I actually enjoyed was when they were talking about hypovolemic circulatory shock because I understood it. And Pikachu probably should be a giant blob."
As Brock was cooking, Cynthia and Ash were walking around looking for something to do. Thy had already spent a long time talking about unimportant things, so there was no point in doing that anymore.
"Hey Ash?" Cynthia asked.
"Yeah?"
"Why are you on this journey?" Cynthia asked.
"Because I want to be, simple as that. If I don't feel like doing something, I won't do it. I wanted to come o this journey so I could get a better grasp on the world and how people and pokemon interact," Ash said.
"I guess," Cynthia said.
"Oh? And why are you on this journey?" Ash asked.
"I'm trying to get away from someone that I know," Cynthia said.
"And who would this be?" Ash asked.
"Just a guy. He'll be battling in the Indigo League too. At least he said he would be," Cynthia said looking away, "He actually is probably following us now that I think about it. might as well as not worry about it now."
"And why not?"
"Because I don't need him. We used to be friends, but he changed a lot and now he won't stop bothering me. Ever since then, I just ignored him. He's tried all sorts of things and I don't understand why. I've established that I don't need him, but he keeps bothering me," Cynthia said.
"Yeah, and I suppose you don't need anyone else?" Ash asked.
"No, I don't," Cynthia said quietly.
"Bullshit," Ash said, catching Cynthia by surprise, "If you don't need anyone, I have to ask you to stop traveling with us. If you don't need anyone, then how do I know that you won't turn tail at the first sight of danger or trouble? I don't, but what I do know is that you don't actually believe that. You do need people, but you want to be independent. You try to cover it up with this façade, which isn't very effective by the way, and you think that people won't leave you alone. Maybe if you actually understood that. Now I don't understand what happened, but you need to get over it."
"How would you know?" Cynthia bit back, "And if you don't want me to travel with you, then fine, I'll leave."
"I know because I never had a father that stuck around. To this day, I know he isn't dead, but I don't know where he is. And what's worse, he has the audacity to come to our house randomly in the middle of the night and drop something off once a month. Most of the time it is just money or a gift, not even a note. The least he could do is leave a note. And don't think I didn't see you flinch when I mentioned my dad, I did. And you know, I understand that both of your parents are dead, but it doesn't matter, they are dead. No getting over that, it'll happen to everyone, the champions, gym leaders, me, you."
"As if you know what it is like to not know that someone is dead for months then being told that they are gone the day you get back when you are so happy that you are finally able to see them again," Cynthia yelled between tears.
"I actually would, you know my first ever friend is dead, and because of some idiot thinking they know what is best for them. And don't compare my friend with your parents, under normal circumstances, loosing parents is worse. But considering what the situation was, I think it is about even. My mother shut down when my dad left and didn't talk to me for about a year, then I met a person and he was my only friend. He was the only one who actually listen to me while the other kids teased me for being freakishly smart. Then I had go somewhere and I was gone for a few months. I learned that he had been killed by the other children thinking they knew what was best for him. When I got back, I had nobody, not until my mother started to talk to me again at least. Then I met my new best friend Gary," Ash said before pausing and taking a breath, "Sure he was an egotistical jerk at the time and still is a little bit, but he was my friend."
Ash stared at Cynthia and felt a sudden pang of uncertainty. Maybe he had been a little harsh. Harsh was the wrong word actually, it was crueler than anything.
"Cynthia?" Ash asked.
"What do you want?" she snapped.
"I'm sorry, for what I said. I know you are having a hard time," Ash said.
"Why do you care?" she asked.
"I-I, it's just that- I guess I didn't take into account what you might have gone through," Ash said.
"Well it doesn't matter now," Cynthia said before walking off through the trees.
"Wait!" Ash yelled which drew the attention of Brock and a few other pokemon.
Brock came rushing out of the nearby trees, "Ash what happened? Where is Cynthia?"
Ash looked at Brock and shook his head, "she is gone. She won't be traveling with us anymore."
"Find her," Brock said.
"Why?" Ash asked apathetically.
"Find her!" Brock said before walking away.
Ash looked around before slumping down on a nearby tree. Lucario walked over to him and sat down next to him.
"You need to find her Ash," Lucario said.
"Why?"
"Because she does need people, and if I am reading it right, she needs someone right now, more so than she normally does. So, I suggest that you do, and if you didn't notice, or didn't care, she was crying when she left."
"Where is she?" Ash asked as he looked up towards the sky.
"Walk a mile or so to our left and she just stopped. While you've been sitting here, she's been running and projecting her aura a lot more than normal which is sure to attract some unnecessary attention. And if you don't remember, her gabite is still injured," Lucario said before walking away.
Ash looked around before walking to where Lucario had said she was. Ash stepped through the trees and looked around the forest. Ash continued walking for a few minutes before hearing a light noise. Ash stopped and listened. The noise became more apparent as he waited and listned. Ash walked a little bit closer so that he could listen better. Ash waited again before walking. He knew exactly what that sound was. The only issue was, there was another noise coming from the side. This one was definitely a voice, and it accompanied the sobs that were racking Cynthia's body.
Ash walked forward to where he could see what was happening. Ash looked on at where Cynthia was sitting curled up near a tree in the middle of a little clearing. The voice belonged to a boy who looked slightly older than both Ash and Cynthia. Ash could hear the voice but couldn't make out what the words that were being said. Ash noticed that Cynthia looked up and saw who it was and immediately curled a little bit tighter if evidenced by the way her knuckles went white and her clothes tightened around her shoulders and back.
Ash walked a little bit closer to them both again and tried to listen.
"Come on, what happened?" the boy asked, "This wouldn't have happened if you had just stayed. WE could have traveled together and you would have been safe, nothing would have hurt you."
Cynthia curled a little tighter and her shirt came up a little bit revealing something. A purplish mark near her hip. But what would have caused it. Ash noticed this and looked around at Cynthia for a few seconds before seeing a similar marking on her ankle, wrist, and near her shoulder. The one near the shoulder was a little bit larger though. The boy reached forward a little bit and Ash saw Cynthia flinch and draw back a little bit.
"Why would she…" Ash said to himself before it hit him like a train. This boy obviously knew Cynthia if what he was assaying was anything to go off, and he obviously had some past experience with Cynthia. And if Cynthia was flinching when he reached forward, specifically when this person was reaching forward, then…
The boy continued to reach forward and Cynthia drew back more and tightened her little ball. The hand was right in front of Cynthia before Cynthia's arm suddenly darted out and stuck the boy in the stomach. The boy recoiled in pain before visibly getting angry.
"Look. Quit fighting it and maybe you won't get hurt anymore," he said before moving his hand back towards Cynthia with the same result of getting hit in the stomach. This time he growled.
"Look, please just stay away from me. I don't want to come with you or help you anymore. You changed from when we were kids," Cynthia said between sobs.
The boy looked at her and coldly regarded her before lunging at her. Cynthia's gabite came out of her ball and tried to stop him, but the boy released a magnezone and it batted Gabite away. The boy grabbed Cynthia by the collar and lifted her up. Cynthia showed no sign of struggling. The boy drew his fist back and slammed it into her gut once. As soon as the boy had lifted Cynthia, Ash rushed forward. AS soon as the boy drew his fist back a second time, Ash made it to him and darted in front of the incoming fist.
The boy reacted and tried to hit Ash instead who waited for the fist to come and hit him. At the last second, he ducked under it and smashed his fist into the underside of the boy's jaw which moved him back and knocked him off of his feet. Ash waited for him to drag himself up and moved his arms up. The boy rushed at him and threw a sloppy punch at him. Ash slipped to the side and slammed his fist into the boy's side. The boy recoiled before punching again, but this time waiting for Ash to dodge it, and as soon as he did, he slammed his leg into Ash's gut.
Ash went down hard but pulled himself and ran at the boy again, this time letting himself get hit by the punch that was thrown. Ash let himself get hit in the chest and grabbed onto the boy's arm before snapping it up and holding it above the boy, not quite breaking it, but straining it a lot. Ash slammed his fist into his gut again which caused the boy to move back and stumble a bit before Ash pulled him back, and smashed his elbow into the back of the boy's neck near the base of the skull. Ash pulled him up before kicking him to the ground and leaving him. Ash walked over to Cynthia and picked her up. He turned and saw that the boy was rushing at him again, this time aiming at Cynthia who was in Ash's arms. Ash whirled around and let the boy hit his back. Ash put Cynthia down, and glared at the obstinate fool who insisted on attacking him. Ash rushed forward again, but the boy dodge to the left and rushed at Cynthia before picking her up and throwing her a little ways away to where Ash couldn't get to her.
Ash raced after the boy who in turn rushed at Cynthia and slid next to her before putting his foot on her chest and pressing down. Cynthia sputtered a few times and tried to get him off, but was to mentally drained to do anything. Ash saw this happen and saw red. Ash's eyes glowed light blue before turning completely blue and acting as if there was a fire in them. Ash rushed forward at near twice his normal speed and his eyes left a small blue trail behind them. Ash crossed the clearing in a second, and caught the punch aimed at Cynthia to try and distract Ash from hurting the boy. Ash caught the punch by the boy's wrist a centimeter away from Cynthia's stomach. Ash pulled the boy off and held him up by the wrist, pulling the shorter boy until his eyes were level with Ash's. Ash stared at him, rage racing across his face. Ash glared at the boy before dropping him.
"I knew you w-" the boy tried to say before being cut off. Ash whirred around and grabbed him by the wrist again, pulling the boy until his arm was fully outstretched. Ash slammed the arm against his knee and it snapped like a twig. The boy screamed bloody murder before trying to hit Ash with his other hand, Ash instead held his other hand still and snapped his wrist which sent the boy into unconsciousness. Ash regarded the boy coldly before kicking him a few feet away and leaving him.
Ash walked over to Cynthia and picked her up. She started to cry again.
"Cynthia," Ash whispered softly when they got about half a mile away. Cynthia looked at Ash sadly before crying more.
"Listen to me, please stay strong. We need you to be you," Ash said as he slumped down on a tree trunk. Ash and Cynthia sat in relative silence, occasionally interrupted by Cynthia's silent sobs becoming audible. Ash drew Cynthia closer to his chest until her head was resting on it. They both sat there for hours or minutes.
Ash?" Cynthia asked.
"Yes?"
"Why'd you do it?"
"Because I… I saw what was happening and I couldn't let it happen."
"But did you want to or did you need to?"
"I wanted to, more than anything, as long as you were safe."
"Thank you," she said before curling up and letting unconscious bliss take her.
"Sleep well. And remember, I will always be here to pick up the pieces, for whatever you need," Ash said before he heard a familiar cry. Cynthia's eyes cracked open and both of them looked towards the sky, seeing a familiar fleeting figure. A second feather fell and landed on Cynthia who looked at it before putting it in her pocket and closing her eyes.
Several figures sat watching nearby, observing the scene with interest.
"I want to be the first to go," a feminine voice came.
A significantly deeper voice came from nearby and the figure emanated power, "Yes, you will, but only when the time comes."
IMPORTANT!
SHOULD ASH CATCH LEGENDS OR NAH?
So guys, how'd I do? I think it went pretty well, but I'm the one who wrote it so yeah. Anyway, Should Ash catch legendary pokemon. I already plan to give him four, but not to fight, well, one of the four will, but they won't be super powerful, more on the weaker end. But they will play a significant role in the story. Remember, twins. That is a pretty big hint as to who they are.
