It didn't take long for Silver to find Black. Black was out telling people's fortune. Of course, using his damn ability. "Black. I need to talk to you." Silver said calmly, inside he was utterly upset, his rage was boiling up. "Give me a minute Silver. I have to-" Black started to say. Silver didn't even let him finish before he grabbed Black's jacket and dragged him away.
"Okay... One. What the hell? And two. I'm going to get in trouble." Black said as he crossed his arms. Black had really gotten annoying since he started to talk more. "Shut up. I need to talk to you about your damn ability. So shut your damn mouth before I murder you." Silver snapped. Black quickly fell silent and stared up at Silver, trying to figure something out. "What the hell are you doing?! I said I want to talk to you!" Silver shouted. "Silver. Keep quiet. We'll get in trouble and I was just... Your death has changed. I haven't had that happen in a while I mean..." Black bit his lip. "It means what?" Silver asked, now feeling terror. "It means... That... Something has changed the outcome. Meaning... Either the thing that was meant to kill you died or... Destiny has changed your fate."
Ethan stared at the newcomer, great curiosity was rising up. "What can you do? What are you doing?" Ethan asked. The young boy stared at Ethan with a slightly startled look on his face. "I... I can understand Pokemon and I'm... I'm..." The boy bit his bottom lip. "My name is Ethan! What's your name?" Ethan asked. "My name is Satoshi..." The boy whispered.
Picking up the phone was the worst thing Gold could have done. He felt sick. So damn sick. Gold had hung up the phone almost immediately after he picked it up. Gold was trying to figure things out, so far all he really knew was that he was in the Chairman's office. Gold hugged his knees and started to cry.
Leaf clutched the sketchbook tightly in her arms. "This has the thing we need. I just know it. I just-" Leaf didn't even get to finish her sentence before Silver stormed in. "You! Give that to me right now!" Silver snapped as he reached for the sketchbook. "No Silver please! We need this!" Leaf begged as she tried to keep it out of the other's reach. "Black wants it back. I had a feeling you and the damn thief took it!" Silver hissed as he yanked the sketchbook out of Leaf's hands. "Now excuse me. I have something to do."
It wasn't long until Green headed towards the cage, he had been ordered to go there. He didn't like this at all. He feared that he was going to get hurt. The Chairman was waiting for him. "There you are Green. Now come along, we got a show to put on." The Chairman said as he led the other towards the door.
Satoshi sat in a chair, he was tied to it and couldn't escape. He didn't like this at all. Ethan stood outside the ring staring at Satoshi, a frightened look in his eyes. "Ethan! Please help!" Satoshi begged as he tugged at his restraints. Ethan let out a small cry of surprise as he saw Green enter the ring, slowly it dawned on Ethan what was about to happen. "SATOSHI! WATCH OUT!" Ethan screamed as Green started to circle the young boy in the chair. Ethan squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see what would happen next...
"I got you your damn sketchbook. Now explain this shit to me right now!" Silver hissed as he threw the sketchbook at Black. "Thanks...? Anyways... I told you that your death has changed. Now I showed you... Wait no I didn't... I'll show you the picture of your original death now." Black said as he flipped through the sketchbook. When Black came upon the right picture he turned and showed it to Silver. Silver felt disgusted with the picture, it showed Silver being hanged by his friends, all while being stabbed. "Okay, so what's my death now?" Silver asked as he frowned slightly. Black slowly began to sketch and when he was finally finished he showed it to Silver. Silver's eyes widened as he took in the picture's details. In it was Silver being strangled by an unknown figure. Silver felt sick to his stomach. "I'm done... I just..." Silver stumbled back and ended up falling to his knees before throwing up.