Black Village - Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
"Ready?" I asked, summoning Pikachu to the front. "Yep." Jaime replied, readying a pokeball. "Go get 'em, Pikachu." I said, as Pikachu ran into the arena. Jaime threw her pokeball, and out of it came a Hitmonchan. "Pikachu, thunderbolt!" I commanded, as Pikachu ran towards the Hitmonchan. Hitmonchan readied itself, as Pikachu continued his charge. "Chuuuu!" Pikachu yelled, as he released his bolt of electricity. Hitmonchan was wrapped in a sheath of yellow energy, writhing in pain as the countless volts of electricity flowed through him. After the attack had subsided, a tired smoking Hitmonchan stood crouched over. But he raised his head though, and received a command from Jaime. Comet Punch. The Pokemon said nothing as he disappeared and reappeared multiple times, each time coming closer to Pikachu. Pikachu couldn't figure out where Hitmonchan was, so he couldn't defend. Hitmonchan finally got behind Pikachu's back, and released his attack. A binding flurry of punches was released at Pikachu. The punches were so fast, that they didn't even take effect on Pikachu until around the fiftieth punch. Pikachu was sent spiraling across the floor, and when he righted himself, he was quite winded. "Okay Pikachu, you ready to test the new attack?" I asked, looking Pikachu in the eyes. "Chu." Pikachu said, nodding his head in compliance. "Okay then, Thunderstorm!" I yelled, and Pikachu jumped into action. Actually, for this attack, the Pokemon has to remain still, but he commenced with the attack. Pikachu's cheek sacks started to electrify, and as they did, and as Pikachu started to hum with the power up, like Blastoise had, a yellow aura became visible around him. The aura grew with the rising power, and as it did, the ground began to shake. "CHUUUU!" Pikachu yelled, releasing his attack. A massive bolt of lightning was shot up into the air, stopping about twenty feet above. As it stopped, the bolt split into countless smaller bolts, each with the power of a Thunder attack. Every single bolt, around fifteen in all rocketed down and struck Hitmonchan dead on. I almost felt sorry for Hitmonchan as the equivalent to fifteen thunder attacks showered down on him, mercilessly. A massive explosion was resulting, along with a gigantic crater in the ring. But in the end, Hitmonchan was not the victor. "This match belongs to Pikachu!" The announcer.announced, and as he did, half of the people in the crowd erupted with applause. I looked around, and there were quite a great deal of people there. I saw Misty and Brock clear enough. They were on the front row. "Alright Pikachu, good job." I said, summoning Pikachu back to my side. I then got another pokeball ready, and pitched it out into the fighting ground. "Make me proud, Meganeum." I said. "Go, Arcanine!" Jaime yelled throwing her pokeball into the fighting area. Out popped a very well developed Arcanine. I was in real trouble. "Meganeum, use body slam." I said, giving my Pokemon the go to attack. Meganeum took off running toward Arcanine, and as she ran, she began to glow white. As she neared Arcanine, she leapt into the air, and landed with the force of a couple tons of cement on top of Arcanine. Before the smoke cleared, I saw Meganeum be tossed out of the cloud, followed by a raging mad Arcanine. That pokemon didn't even use any special attacks; instead it ripped, clawed, and bit at Meganeum all over the ring. It was so terrific, that if I weren't in the fight, I'd have loved to watch it. Finally though, Meganeum was put down for good. I was glad it was over, for she had a good deal of damage done to her. I called her back, and tossed another pokeball. "Do you think Ash has a chance?" Misty asked Brock, as they watched the fight. "I think it's pretty evenly matched to tell the truth." Brock answered, watching the battle proceed. That match was sure a fiery one. It was probably one of the most intense I've ever had. But in the end, there were only two pokemon left, one on each of us. I was left with my good old buddy Charizard, and Jaime had a surprise if I had ever had one. Her last resort was the legendary Moltres. "What?! How did you get Moltres?" I asked, dumbfounded. "That's not important. I'm very surprised at you though," She said, "You're the first person that has ever seen my Moltres. But enough talk, I'm ready to win this." "Okay, Charizard," I said, "This is gonna be harder than anything we've done before, so you've got to keep on your toes." "Char!" He spat, before flying into the center of the ring. He looked like a Mocking Bird against a Bald Eagle there, but he was much the better fighter than he used to be since his training with the giant Charizard. You could tell by looking at him. "Go!" We both yelled at our Pokemon, and they took off at each other. They would hit each other, and bounce off, only to go at it again. They would circle in a ring of Wing Attacks, Fireballs, and Slams, all the while bouncing, and clawing. After a while, they didn't even pay any attention to us. The trainers, I mean. They were fighting totally on their own. That still didn't keep Jaime and I from yelling our heads off telling them what to do. The only sound in the entire place was their fighting, and our yelling, for everyone else was dead silent with the marvel of our Pokemon's skill. The entire world outside disappeared to me, as I watched my Charizard fight Moltres. It was a clash of titans if ever there was one, and I was only thrilled to be in the middle of it. Suddenly, the two took off in a ring of flight, flying so fast, that it looked like a big red ring in the sky. Soon though, the ring started to go downward, and it was soon a twister. The two Pokemon stopped after they had made the thing, and went back at their fighting. The whole time, they tried to push each other into the twister, but they never made it. Yes, this was a very evenly matched fight. My hands were glued to the rail of the trainers stand, and my neck was craned to the sky, as I viewed the two Pokemon go at it. They were awesome. Charizard would chomp at Moltres, and as he bit Moltres' Wing, Moltres would spin around, and blast Charizard in the back, they both kept exchanging blows like this for what seemed like hours. Every heart in the gym was stopped. But, without warning, the two fire birds landed in the ring, faced off again, and if you were close enough, and you were watching at the right place and time, you could almost see them nod. They must have done something, for after their little measuring up, they took to the sky once again, and stopped in the same position, only a little farther away. They stayed in that same position for a while, seemingly catching their breath, and as they did, the whole world was silent. But after a few minuets more of waiting, they started to glow. They started to glow, and soon, an aura engulfed them both. Being fire type, the aura was red, but it grew and grew, and the Pokemon looked as if they were just feeding the flame as much as they could. The power crackling off of the two magnificent Pokemon made the earth shake, and the sky was darkening outside. Their auras were growing exponentially, and fire was crackling around them, like a bon fire. Then there was another pause, after which they began to rear their heads back, and hum their hum of powering up an attack. You should've seen it, the two Pokemon in a ring with their auras so big that they nearly touched, and they were both at the same time powering up an attack that would bring the house down. It was amazing. Soon, a ball of fire formed in each one of their mouths, and as it grew, the humming did too. At the climax of the hum, the ball was complete, and transferring their entire aura into the fireball, they launched it. The two tremendous balls of fire rocketed across the ring, and struck with a massive shockwave. Everyone in the gym, house, and town was knocked on their tail. The force of the blasts kept at each other, pumping themselves at each other, trying to complete their purpose, and get across, but since the other wanted the same, there was a vicious struggle involved. The two Pokemon were still feeding the balls of fire with energy, and the more one tried, the more the other tried. The power generating form the blasts were all but unbearable. The intense heat and electricity was enough to make your hair stand on end and sunburn you at the same time. Slowly, ever slowly, the blasts started to deplete. The Pokemon were looking tired too. But, as if a last ditch effort, the Pokemon gave the blasts one final charge of power, and the resulting boost caused the fireballs to explode, filling the gym with smoke and another unpleasant shockwave. A fit of coughing was erupting form the gym, and we heard nothing from the Pokemon. As the smoke cleared, and as we made our way to our feet, we could make out two forms on the ground. One was standing one was not. Since the smoke can blur shapes, we couldn't tell who had won, but as the smoke finally cleared, the winner was distinct. The whole place was erupting with cheers, applause, and all of the usual accommodations for the winner. "We did it!" "Char!" Charizard gave an enthusiastic roar as he agreed with me. Before I could call him back, someone hugging me tackled me to the ground. By the sent of the person I could tell it was Misty. "You did it, Ash!" She said, as equally happy as I. "Yeah, thanks for the encouragement." I said, picking us up off of the ground, and calling back my Charizard. Misty was really happy, more than I had ever seen her. I just stood there looking in her eyes, and I don't know why, but suddenly, I felt like kissing her. Strange, but it was happening. Before I could make a decision of weather to or not, I was bombarded with people, congratulating me. Out of the people, Brock and Jaime. I was glad that Jaime wasn't a bad loser. I had a feeling that she wouldn't be. Finally, after the whole ruckus calmed down a bit, and I could get some peace, Misty, Jaime, Brock and myself went back into the house area of the mansion. "That was a really good match." Brock said, to Jaime and me. "Yeah, you're really good, Ash." Jaime said. "Thanks. You were great too. I was surprised that I won." I said, truthfully, but still trying not to praise myself. "Actually you didn't win." Misty said. Wasn't this great. First she knocks me over telling me how well I did, and then she says that I didn't win. "What do you mean?" Jaime asked her. "Well if you think about it the Pokemon stopped listening to you two after the final match began. So it was Charizard that won, not Ash. If it was anything, it was a draw between trainers." Boy did that lift my spirits. But then she added, "But Ash still won, even if it wasn't the battle." She said, looking at me in the eyes, and that feeling came back to me again. "What do you mean?" Brock said. "Nothing." We walked back through the house, and when we got to the front door, about to leave, Jaime asked us if we wanted to stay with her. "I mean, we only have one spare room, but the boys can share it, and you can sleep in my room, Misty." Jaime said. I wondered how she could only have one spare room with the size of the house, but then I figured in all of the servants around the house. "Sure, thanks." Brock was sure to thank her. We hung out a little while longer, ate, and swam in her gigantic pool for a while before retiring. "Good night." I said to the girls, turning around to go into the room. Ironically, the spare room was across the hall form Jaime's. "Ash." Misty called me, sounding a little annoyed. "Yeah?" I said, turning back around. "Aren't you forgetting something?" she asked, looking at me. ".No.?" I said, wondering if I forgot something or not. With a small smile, Misty came up and hugged me and whispered "goodnight" in my ear. I returned the hug, wondering where this sudden kindness came from, but I accepted it, as I liked it. After the hug, I turned and went into the room, too embarrassed to look at anyone. I got in to my sleeping attire, and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and when I came out, Brock was in the room, dressed too. He went into the bathroom to do his business, and I laid down in one of the beds. Yep, this room had two beds, and a bathroom built in it. I was guessing that every room had the accommodations at least. That's not saying what the master rooms would be like. "So tell all." Brock said, coming out of the bathroom, turning out the light, and laying down in his bed. "What do you mean?" I asked. Did everyone know something I didn't? "Tell all about what's going on with you and Misty." Brock made himself clear. "I wasn't aware there was anything going on." I said, telling the truth, and even if there were, it would be none of his business. "Well it doesn't look that way to me." He said, and I could tell he wasn't going to stop until I told him something. "Well I don't really know what to tell you." I said, trying to get a more clear view of what I needed to say. "Do you like her?" He asked, to-the-point as he could be. "Of course, but I though that just liking somebody meant that you wanted to get to know them, but I feel different. I just want to be around her all the time." I said, practically spilling my guts. "It sounds like you more than like her." Brock said. And it made sense. "What about you? Do you believe in love at first sight?" I asked, putting the pressure on him for a change. "Yep." That's all he would say. "Okay, now it's my turn. So you'd better get ready to talk this time," I said, getting a kick out of putting the pressure on him, "Tell me about how you feel about Jaime." I said, getting a weird look out of him. "I like her a lot, but I don't think I have a chance." He said, turning over, and not answering me, not matter what I asked him or said to him. So soon I fell asleep too. The next morning, I woke up at the normal time for me, seven, but since nobody else was up, I got showered, dressed, and went out to get breakfast. Even the servants weren't up, and I know they have to get up a bit early to clean everything, so that told me how late everyone slept around here. There was only one place to eat in Black Village, and it wasn't the best place. But I went inside, and ordered myself an egg and bacon omelet. Just as the waitress took my order and left, I was tapped on the shoulder, and when I spun around, I saw Misty. "What are you doing here?" I asked, motioning for her to sit down. Se sat down next to me, and told me that she couldn't fall back to sleep, so she decided to come get some food. "Have you eaten yet?" I asked, not wanting to eat if she hadn't. "No, but I ordered. Hold on, I'll be right back." She said, and she got up and told her waitress to bring her food to my table. She came back and sat back down, and this time, grabbed my hand. I was quiet for a minuet, but I accepted it, and proceeded with the conversation. We talked about things that would have never been brought up normally, and we had plenty of time to do so, for the place was so busy, we didn't get our food for a while. We talked about old times, when and how we first met, the different perils and pleasures we had been through, and things like that. We discussed what we had planned for today, and what we would do after we left here. Finally, our food cane, and we ate it all very quickly, because of how hungry we were. When the waitress came back, I took the check, paid the tip, and walked Misty outside. "Thanks for breakfast." She said, still holding my hand. It didn't bother me in fact I enjoyed it. But it just wasn't normal, and it felt kind of funny. "You're welcome, but you don't need to thank me. If it weren't for you, I don't know where I'd be." It was quite true that if it weren't for Misty's bike, Pikachu would probably be dead, but I didn't mean what I said like that. We didn't say much of anything else for a while, but we stopped at a big fountain that was made out of black marble, and spewed the clearest blue water I've ever seen, and sat down. Suddenly, that feeling came back to me, the one of me wanting to kiss her. It was really strong. I looked up at her, and the way the sun reflected off of the water, and hit her face was like looking at an angel. My heart nearly shot itself into the fountain when I saw her like that. I guess she was aware of me staring at her, because she turned and looked at me in the eyes too. For a few minuets, the world froze. The water from the fountain stopped in time, the surrounding town and people totally vanished, and the adorable way Misty looked, stayed on her face forever. Just looking in those two aqua diamonds that were her eyes gave me chills. If I could have lived in that moment for the rest of my life, I would have packed my bags myself. I took Misty's other hand, and we drew nearer to each other. As we came ever closer, I could feel my heart beating a dent in my ribcage. Just as our lips were about to touch, the ground started to shake. The whole village was rumbling with the force of the earthquake. Rocks were being dislodged form the dirt, and quite a few buildings fell. This particular earthquake lasted a lot longer than most, and after it finally subsided, an enormous blast of thunder sounded, and the sky blackened. Lightning popped all around us, and a few twisters started to appear. I guess the devil didn't want Misty and me to kiss, if he was going to send three natural disasters to stop it. But nothing could stop it, even though it did temporarily. There was something odd about this storm. The twisters and lightning bolts all seemed to form a pathway going in one direction.the ruins.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.
"Ready?" I asked, summoning Pikachu to the front. "Yep." Jaime replied, readying a pokeball. "Go get 'em, Pikachu." I said, as Pikachu ran into the arena. Jaime threw her pokeball, and out of it came a Hitmonchan. "Pikachu, thunderbolt!" I commanded, as Pikachu ran towards the Hitmonchan. Hitmonchan readied itself, as Pikachu continued his charge. "Chuuuu!" Pikachu yelled, as he released his bolt of electricity. Hitmonchan was wrapped in a sheath of yellow energy, writhing in pain as the countless volts of electricity flowed through him. After the attack had subsided, a tired smoking Hitmonchan stood crouched over. But he raised his head though, and received a command from Jaime. Comet Punch. The Pokemon said nothing as he disappeared and reappeared multiple times, each time coming closer to Pikachu. Pikachu couldn't figure out where Hitmonchan was, so he couldn't defend. Hitmonchan finally got behind Pikachu's back, and released his attack. A binding flurry of punches was released at Pikachu. The punches were so fast, that they didn't even take effect on Pikachu until around the fiftieth punch. Pikachu was sent spiraling across the floor, and when he righted himself, he was quite winded. "Okay Pikachu, you ready to test the new attack?" I asked, looking Pikachu in the eyes. "Chu." Pikachu said, nodding his head in compliance. "Okay then, Thunderstorm!" I yelled, and Pikachu jumped into action. Actually, for this attack, the Pokemon has to remain still, but he commenced with the attack. Pikachu's cheek sacks started to electrify, and as they did, and as Pikachu started to hum with the power up, like Blastoise had, a yellow aura became visible around him. The aura grew with the rising power, and as it did, the ground began to shake. "CHUUUU!" Pikachu yelled, releasing his attack. A massive bolt of lightning was shot up into the air, stopping about twenty feet above. As it stopped, the bolt split into countless smaller bolts, each with the power of a Thunder attack. Every single bolt, around fifteen in all rocketed down and struck Hitmonchan dead on. I almost felt sorry for Hitmonchan as the equivalent to fifteen thunder attacks showered down on him, mercilessly. A massive explosion was resulting, along with a gigantic crater in the ring. But in the end, Hitmonchan was not the victor. "This match belongs to Pikachu!" The announcer.announced, and as he did, half of the people in the crowd erupted with applause. I looked around, and there were quite a great deal of people there. I saw Misty and Brock clear enough. They were on the front row. "Alright Pikachu, good job." I said, summoning Pikachu back to my side. I then got another pokeball ready, and pitched it out into the fighting ground. "Make me proud, Meganeum." I said. "Go, Arcanine!" Jaime yelled throwing her pokeball into the fighting area. Out popped a very well developed Arcanine. I was in real trouble. "Meganeum, use body slam." I said, giving my Pokemon the go to attack. Meganeum took off running toward Arcanine, and as she ran, she began to glow white. As she neared Arcanine, she leapt into the air, and landed with the force of a couple tons of cement on top of Arcanine. Before the smoke cleared, I saw Meganeum be tossed out of the cloud, followed by a raging mad Arcanine. That pokemon didn't even use any special attacks; instead it ripped, clawed, and bit at Meganeum all over the ring. It was so terrific, that if I weren't in the fight, I'd have loved to watch it. Finally though, Meganeum was put down for good. I was glad it was over, for she had a good deal of damage done to her. I called her back, and tossed another pokeball. "Do you think Ash has a chance?" Misty asked Brock, as they watched the fight. "I think it's pretty evenly matched to tell the truth." Brock answered, watching the battle proceed. That match was sure a fiery one. It was probably one of the most intense I've ever had. But in the end, there were only two pokemon left, one on each of us. I was left with my good old buddy Charizard, and Jaime had a surprise if I had ever had one. Her last resort was the legendary Moltres. "What?! How did you get Moltres?" I asked, dumbfounded. "That's not important. I'm very surprised at you though," She said, "You're the first person that has ever seen my Moltres. But enough talk, I'm ready to win this." "Okay, Charizard," I said, "This is gonna be harder than anything we've done before, so you've got to keep on your toes." "Char!" He spat, before flying into the center of the ring. He looked like a Mocking Bird against a Bald Eagle there, but he was much the better fighter than he used to be since his training with the giant Charizard. You could tell by looking at him. "Go!" We both yelled at our Pokemon, and they took off at each other. They would hit each other, and bounce off, only to go at it again. They would circle in a ring of Wing Attacks, Fireballs, and Slams, all the while bouncing, and clawing. After a while, they didn't even pay any attention to us. The trainers, I mean. They were fighting totally on their own. That still didn't keep Jaime and I from yelling our heads off telling them what to do. The only sound in the entire place was their fighting, and our yelling, for everyone else was dead silent with the marvel of our Pokemon's skill. The entire world outside disappeared to me, as I watched my Charizard fight Moltres. It was a clash of titans if ever there was one, and I was only thrilled to be in the middle of it. Suddenly, the two took off in a ring of flight, flying so fast, that it looked like a big red ring in the sky. Soon though, the ring started to go downward, and it was soon a twister. The two Pokemon stopped after they had made the thing, and went back at their fighting. The whole time, they tried to push each other into the twister, but they never made it. Yes, this was a very evenly matched fight. My hands were glued to the rail of the trainers stand, and my neck was craned to the sky, as I viewed the two Pokemon go at it. They were awesome. Charizard would chomp at Moltres, and as he bit Moltres' Wing, Moltres would spin around, and blast Charizard in the back, they both kept exchanging blows like this for what seemed like hours. Every heart in the gym was stopped. But, without warning, the two fire birds landed in the ring, faced off again, and if you were close enough, and you were watching at the right place and time, you could almost see them nod. They must have done something, for after their little measuring up, they took to the sky once again, and stopped in the same position, only a little farther away. They stayed in that same position for a while, seemingly catching their breath, and as they did, the whole world was silent. But after a few minuets more of waiting, they started to glow. They started to glow, and soon, an aura engulfed them both. Being fire type, the aura was red, but it grew and grew, and the Pokemon looked as if they were just feeding the flame as much as they could. The power crackling off of the two magnificent Pokemon made the earth shake, and the sky was darkening outside. Their auras were growing exponentially, and fire was crackling around them, like a bon fire. Then there was another pause, after which they began to rear their heads back, and hum their hum of powering up an attack. You should've seen it, the two Pokemon in a ring with their auras so big that they nearly touched, and they were both at the same time powering up an attack that would bring the house down. It was amazing. Soon, a ball of fire formed in each one of their mouths, and as it grew, the humming did too. At the climax of the hum, the ball was complete, and transferring their entire aura into the fireball, they launched it. The two tremendous balls of fire rocketed across the ring, and struck with a massive shockwave. Everyone in the gym, house, and town was knocked on their tail. The force of the blasts kept at each other, pumping themselves at each other, trying to complete their purpose, and get across, but since the other wanted the same, there was a vicious struggle involved. The two Pokemon were still feeding the balls of fire with energy, and the more one tried, the more the other tried. The power generating form the blasts were all but unbearable. The intense heat and electricity was enough to make your hair stand on end and sunburn you at the same time. Slowly, ever slowly, the blasts started to deplete. The Pokemon were looking tired too. But, as if a last ditch effort, the Pokemon gave the blasts one final charge of power, and the resulting boost caused the fireballs to explode, filling the gym with smoke and another unpleasant shockwave. A fit of coughing was erupting form the gym, and we heard nothing from the Pokemon. As the smoke cleared, and as we made our way to our feet, we could make out two forms on the ground. One was standing one was not. Since the smoke can blur shapes, we couldn't tell who had won, but as the smoke finally cleared, the winner was distinct. The whole place was erupting with cheers, applause, and all of the usual accommodations for the winner. "We did it!" "Char!" Charizard gave an enthusiastic roar as he agreed with me. Before I could call him back, someone hugging me tackled me to the ground. By the sent of the person I could tell it was Misty. "You did it, Ash!" She said, as equally happy as I. "Yeah, thanks for the encouragement." I said, picking us up off of the ground, and calling back my Charizard. Misty was really happy, more than I had ever seen her. I just stood there looking in her eyes, and I don't know why, but suddenly, I felt like kissing her. Strange, but it was happening. Before I could make a decision of weather to or not, I was bombarded with people, congratulating me. Out of the people, Brock and Jaime. I was glad that Jaime wasn't a bad loser. I had a feeling that she wouldn't be. Finally, after the whole ruckus calmed down a bit, and I could get some peace, Misty, Jaime, Brock and myself went back into the house area of the mansion. "That was a really good match." Brock said, to Jaime and me. "Yeah, you're really good, Ash." Jaime said. "Thanks. You were great too. I was surprised that I won." I said, truthfully, but still trying not to praise myself. "Actually you didn't win." Misty said. Wasn't this great. First she knocks me over telling me how well I did, and then she says that I didn't win. "What do you mean?" Jaime asked her. "Well if you think about it the Pokemon stopped listening to you two after the final match began. So it was Charizard that won, not Ash. If it was anything, it was a draw between trainers." Boy did that lift my spirits. But then she added, "But Ash still won, even if it wasn't the battle." She said, looking at me in the eyes, and that feeling came back to me again. "What do you mean?" Brock said. "Nothing." We walked back through the house, and when we got to the front door, about to leave, Jaime asked us if we wanted to stay with her. "I mean, we only have one spare room, but the boys can share it, and you can sleep in my room, Misty." Jaime said. I wondered how she could only have one spare room with the size of the house, but then I figured in all of the servants around the house. "Sure, thanks." Brock was sure to thank her. We hung out a little while longer, ate, and swam in her gigantic pool for a while before retiring. "Good night." I said to the girls, turning around to go into the room. Ironically, the spare room was across the hall form Jaime's. "Ash." Misty called me, sounding a little annoyed. "Yeah?" I said, turning back around. "Aren't you forgetting something?" she asked, looking at me. ".No.?" I said, wondering if I forgot something or not. With a small smile, Misty came up and hugged me and whispered "goodnight" in my ear. I returned the hug, wondering where this sudden kindness came from, but I accepted it, as I liked it. After the hug, I turned and went into the room, too embarrassed to look at anyone. I got in to my sleeping attire, and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and when I came out, Brock was in the room, dressed too. He went into the bathroom to do his business, and I laid down in one of the beds. Yep, this room had two beds, and a bathroom built in it. I was guessing that every room had the accommodations at least. That's not saying what the master rooms would be like. "So tell all." Brock said, coming out of the bathroom, turning out the light, and laying down in his bed. "What do you mean?" I asked. Did everyone know something I didn't? "Tell all about what's going on with you and Misty." Brock made himself clear. "I wasn't aware there was anything going on." I said, telling the truth, and even if there were, it would be none of his business. "Well it doesn't look that way to me." He said, and I could tell he wasn't going to stop until I told him something. "Well I don't really know what to tell you." I said, trying to get a more clear view of what I needed to say. "Do you like her?" He asked, to-the-point as he could be. "Of course, but I though that just liking somebody meant that you wanted to get to know them, but I feel different. I just want to be around her all the time." I said, practically spilling my guts. "It sounds like you more than like her." Brock said. And it made sense. "What about you? Do you believe in love at first sight?" I asked, putting the pressure on him for a change. "Yep." That's all he would say. "Okay, now it's my turn. So you'd better get ready to talk this time," I said, getting a kick out of putting the pressure on him, "Tell me about how you feel about Jaime." I said, getting a weird look out of him. "I like her a lot, but I don't think I have a chance." He said, turning over, and not answering me, not matter what I asked him or said to him. So soon I fell asleep too. The next morning, I woke up at the normal time for me, seven, but since nobody else was up, I got showered, dressed, and went out to get breakfast. Even the servants weren't up, and I know they have to get up a bit early to clean everything, so that told me how late everyone slept around here. There was only one place to eat in Black Village, and it wasn't the best place. But I went inside, and ordered myself an egg and bacon omelet. Just as the waitress took my order and left, I was tapped on the shoulder, and when I spun around, I saw Misty. "What are you doing here?" I asked, motioning for her to sit down. Se sat down next to me, and told me that she couldn't fall back to sleep, so she decided to come get some food. "Have you eaten yet?" I asked, not wanting to eat if she hadn't. "No, but I ordered. Hold on, I'll be right back." She said, and she got up and told her waitress to bring her food to my table. She came back and sat back down, and this time, grabbed my hand. I was quiet for a minuet, but I accepted it, and proceeded with the conversation. We talked about things that would have never been brought up normally, and we had plenty of time to do so, for the place was so busy, we didn't get our food for a while. We talked about old times, when and how we first met, the different perils and pleasures we had been through, and things like that. We discussed what we had planned for today, and what we would do after we left here. Finally, our food cane, and we ate it all very quickly, because of how hungry we were. When the waitress came back, I took the check, paid the tip, and walked Misty outside. "Thanks for breakfast." She said, still holding my hand. It didn't bother me in fact I enjoyed it. But it just wasn't normal, and it felt kind of funny. "You're welcome, but you don't need to thank me. If it weren't for you, I don't know where I'd be." It was quite true that if it weren't for Misty's bike, Pikachu would probably be dead, but I didn't mean what I said like that. We didn't say much of anything else for a while, but we stopped at a big fountain that was made out of black marble, and spewed the clearest blue water I've ever seen, and sat down. Suddenly, that feeling came back to me, the one of me wanting to kiss her. It was really strong. I looked up at her, and the way the sun reflected off of the water, and hit her face was like looking at an angel. My heart nearly shot itself into the fountain when I saw her like that. I guess she was aware of me staring at her, because she turned and looked at me in the eyes too. For a few minuets, the world froze. The water from the fountain stopped in time, the surrounding town and people totally vanished, and the adorable way Misty looked, stayed on her face forever. Just looking in those two aqua diamonds that were her eyes gave me chills. If I could have lived in that moment for the rest of my life, I would have packed my bags myself. I took Misty's other hand, and we drew nearer to each other. As we came ever closer, I could feel my heart beating a dent in my ribcage. Just as our lips were about to touch, the ground started to shake. The whole village was rumbling with the force of the earthquake. Rocks were being dislodged form the dirt, and quite a few buildings fell. This particular earthquake lasted a lot longer than most, and after it finally subsided, an enormous blast of thunder sounded, and the sky blackened. Lightning popped all around us, and a few twisters started to appear. I guess the devil didn't want Misty and me to kiss, if he was going to send three natural disasters to stop it. But nothing could stop it, even though it did temporarily. There was something odd about this storm. The twisters and lightning bolts all seemed to form a pathway going in one direction.the ruins.