James was surprised when he heard someone answer his call for help, no he was amazed. But there it was as clear as a bell. Gotta remember not to use that again, mom used to say that all the time, James thought to himself.
" Where are you?" The voice asked, hmm did it sound familiar?
" I'm in here! Please help me!" James yelled, and he felt a now familiar pain rush through his leg. Ouch…this hurts…a lot.
" I'll be there in a second just hold on." The voice replied and yes, now that you think about it, it was familiar but who was it?
James heard footsteps and rocks crumbling down to the left of him. The person had found him, thank God. James looked up and realized who it was, oh know. Brock; the non-eyed twerp as Jessie called him, has stepped in to the room. Brock's eyes met James' and all that was seen was shock from both sides.
Moving his eyes to the ground, James spoke up. " If you don't want to help me then I'll understand."
Brock was surprised at the change in character. He would've expected James to say something rude like always, or start crying at him to come and help. " No," Brock began after a moment of silence. "You may be my enemy, but I couldn't leave you here to die."
James was amazed at the kindness shown by the twerp…uh, person. Normally at least with most anyone else, he wouldn't be helped out because he was a thief; part of Team Rocket. And here Brock knew that he was a member and had been plagued by him for countless times. Yet still he was willing to help out a worthless, good-for-nothing, bad guy. I don't deserve this, James thought.
While James was pondering these things in his head, Brock examined the situation the purple-haired rocket was in. He could see that a large (no make that very large) pile of rocks covered half of James' left leg. The pile was mostly made up of one giant concrete block surrounded by smaller and medium sized rocks. Brock removed some of the smaller rocks but he could barely lift the medium sized rocks and he didn't even want to try the largest one.
James knew he was in a grave situation. Being stuck under a bunch of rocks and the fact that the museum's ceiling could fall at any moment wasn't a good sign at all. He just didn't have any idea how grievous it really was.
Misty breathed a small sigh. They had picked up more hurt and unhurt people while trying to find their way out. Though it seemed that every step they took was a dead end covered with concrete and rocks of all sizes at least that's what people were saying. Being blind didn't help much with know what was going on around her. Especially since this was very new for her, very new and very painful.
She was tired of climbing up things and not knowing where to grab or how long till she reached the end or what the people around her looked like. It made her become angry and irritated. It also made her feel very stupid when she had to keep asking other people what was going on around her. Not that the people were annoyed at her when she asked them. It's just she didn't want to be any trouble, she didn't want to be a burden, but she felt that she was.
" Come on everyone time to be moving, we're almost out of here." Said the familiar voice of the first person that had found Misty. The person had become sort of the leader of the group.
" Hooray!" came the cheer from several of the people.
So they continued to walk. Misty lagged behind holding on to the backpack of someone in front of her. Someone that had a very profound limp from the feel of it. Misty felt that they were becoming farther and farther away from the rest of the group. She started off hearing many loud footsteps to now the four solitary footsteps of herself and the person who she held on to.
" Has everyone else stopped walking." Misty asked breaking the monotonous sound of their feet on the rocky ground.
" No," *gasp* " they're ju-" *breath* " just ahead" *gasp* "of" *breath* "us." *gasp;breath* Came the reply of a man it sounded like.
" Are you all right?" Misty asked becoming worried.
" I think my asthma's catching up with me. Plus my leg's killing me." All of this was said with many long gasps in between words; much as the first time the man spoke.
" What should I do?" Misty inquired her voice quivering with worry.
" You?!? Nothing I jus' need my inhaler and a bit of time to rest is all." The man replied in a gasping way as before.
" OK." Misty replied and so the stopped and as Misty sat down she heard a groan from the man.
She waited as the man did as he said and after a few minutes the man spoke again in a much more calm voice.
" All right, I think it's time we continue now. If only my leg didn't hurt so much. Oh well, there's nothing I can do about that until we get out of here."
So Misty stood up and waited to here the sound of the man doing the same. However, instead she heard an "Owwww!" and the sound of the man falling to the ground. Misty sat down again feeling the ground for the man. Panic again filled her mind.
" Don't worry, I'm still here." The man grunted through many other sounds of pain and words that shouldn't be put on a PG rated fanfic.
" What's wrong." Misty asked trying to make sense of it all.
" It's my leg…I can't stand on it…hurt's to much…you should continue without me." The man replied his voice sounding strain.
" No, I won't leave." Misty answered trying to sound heroic.
" Go on, you've got to tell the others what's happened to us. Then they could help me out of here." The man explained through gritted teeth.
" I can't. I'm blind remember. I can't even find my shoe to tie, let alone find my way out of here." Misty replied and she felt her eyes fill with tears again.
" Don't you worry, I'm sure they've noticed we're gone by now. They'll be come and get us soon." The man stated.
I hope so, Misty thought.
Ash continued his walking. Where am I going again? Right to the mall, if Misty would go anywhere in this entire city it would be the mall. He had seen the mall before, it had been right over there standing tall and high in the sky. But now, he could see the building's ceiling had well collapsed. Ash was worried about Misty now more then ever. Please don't be dead….Please don't be dead…
However, somewhere in the back of Ash's soul, he knew that she was still alive. Why? Because when Misty did eventually die (which was hopefully not for a long time, Ash thought) Ash knew he would know. He wasn't sure how he'd know; there'd probably be some sort of piercing pain near the heart region; but he knew that he'd know when it happened.
Even so, Ash was still worried that Misty had been hurt. As he rounded the corner with Meowth and Pikachu following behind, his only thoughts were of Misty.
Jessie smiled as the sunlight hit her face they were finally out. Cheers arose from everyone who had traveled with her. They all started cheering her name, for they were all friends now. The long ordeal had allowed her to finally make some friends. Well, they were all friends, except for one of them. One of them who had always complained during the trip, saying that he was thirsty, tired, hot, or how they would be much better off under his lead. She truly hated him for it too.
" Finally we're out." Came a whiny voice. " If I were in charge we would have been out long ago. In fact you'd all be bandaged up and we wouldn't be worrying about those icky wounds right now." Speaking of the big jackass. (sorry but there's no other way to describe him)
" Shut up, Penniewinkle!" Said Tara a 20 year old with long blond hair, that covered her shoulders.
" Ugh, for the umpteenth time my name is Perry! Obviously it's just too much for you un-educated idiots to learn." Came the scratchy reply.
Tara just rolled her eyes and walked away, Jessie did the same. As the continued to the end of the parking lot, everyone sat down to rest. Suddenly, Jessie realized something that made her jump to her feet. She looked around the group and saw that her realization had been correct.
" Where's the twer- Misty and Danny?" Jessie asked suddenly startling everyone.
Perry who was standing was the only one to reply. " What do you mean the blind freak and limp boy?"
Jessie was too tired to argue with Perry. She quickly walked over to him and *wam* right in the face with her fist. Clapping erupted from the crowd despite the emergency that had caused it. Jessie had been too tired to argue; but not too tired to use brutal strength.
Jessie walked back into the mall, her head splitting with a headache. A headache caused by a lot of things, worry, panic, and Perry. If there was one thing you could count on him for was a headache. Jessie hadn't asked anyone to come in there with her. If someone was going to risk their lives to save to strangers it's going to have to be me, she had thought. Besides one of them's not really a stranger, just an old enemy. Why old? Well, Jessie felt changed by all that had happened, despite the fact that she herself hadn't been seriously injured. She didn't feel she could be very evil anymore, oh it was still in there, but covered up now by so many other feelings.
As Jessie walked a few feet inside the cold, empty mall she felt a sudden chill down her spine. A sudden afraid feeling like something was about to happen. However, she shook this off as a bad vibe and continued walking.
" Danny! Misty! Where are you guys?" She called hoping to get a reply. When she didn't she sighed deeply and continued her way.
Jessie called again and this time she heard a faint yell. She called ounce more and this time she was sure she had heard someone yell, 'We're right here!'. Jessie smiled in delight, she was having a lot of luck today. Just don't be hurt so we can get out of here easy enough, she thought her eyes scanning her surroundings. Hurt? Suddenly her mind was filled with panic when she finally remembered something. More like someone… Oh my God, James and Meowth and James… I forgot all about them… What if their hurt… What if their dead…What if James is dead? Her hand flew to her mouth in realization that she had forgotton about her two best friends in the whole world.
How could I-…How did I forget them… Her eyes filled with tears of sadness and anger at her self. She quickly wiped her eyes and focused on the situation at hand. What was that again? Yes, find Misty and Danny then get your butt out there and find your love before it's too late. Before it's too late…
Suddenly, Jessie heard a low rumble and she began to ran. She caught sight of Misty and Danny just before the shaking started. A piece of the ceiling fell right next to Jessie and she jumped into the air before it slammed down causing her to skid on the floor and hit a concrete block.
She heard Danny yell something before everything went black.
Aftershocks, gotta hate those, but yes they almost always showed up following an earthquake. I should of suspected as much, Misty thought as she rubbed her soar hand. A rock had fallen on it causing Misty much more pain then she wanted to handle right now. Shaking her head slightly, she set her mind back on track. Focus on what' really important.
" Danny are you all right?" She asked not hearing anything from him.
" Yes, I'm fine. I've just got a few more bruises to add to my fine collection. This one here is uh-yuck it looks just about as nasty as my leg feels right now." Danny replied obviously pointing to a bruise.
" Jessie looks unconsious though." Danny added.
" Jessie?" Misty inquired, it couldn't be….could it?
" Yeah, you know our leader, well sort of. She's kinda the one that united us all. You were the first one she found weren't ya?" Danny answered.
" Yes I was. Does she have long red hair?"
" Well, yeah. Some of the finest hair I've ever seen. She's really beautiful. Too bad I didn't meat her sooner. You see I've got a girl of my own. Mine's the most beautiful girl in the world and I wouldn't trade her for anything." Danny replied.
" Oh my gosh." Misty mumbled.
" Wait, how'd you know what color her hair was?" Danny asked.
" Well, I've kinda known her for a long time."
" Oh, so in that time she told you what color her hair was?"
" No," Misty replied finally relizing that he didn't know. " I haven't been blind my whole life. It…it just happened today."
" That's gotta be tough." Was the reply.
Misty only nodded and moved into a cross legged postion, not knowing how long she'd be there, but thinking it'd be quiet a while.
Ash's hand throbbed and he let out a small yelp as he pushed on his hands to stand up. Stupid cut, he thought angrily.
" Are you hurt or something kid?" Meowth asked hearing the boy's yelp.
" I'm fine." Ash replied bitterly.
" Good, and ya can forget that I was ever nice to ya. It won't happen again." Meowth said rolling his eyes.
" I will." Ash muttered with the same bitterness.
Meowth sighed and looked ahead at the crumbling Blue Azure Mall. I hope Jessie's all right. He then turned his attention to the hundreds of falling buildings around the town. And I hope James is alive.
Brock's eyes were tired of looking at the pile of concrete blocks. He had thought for a long time then James and him had talked for a little while about anything and everything to keep their minds off of their friends possibly hurt somewhere, then Brock had thought again. Now, he was tired of thinking. There was only one possible solution he had come up with, and he would only use it as a last resort. He had got the idea from a book he had read once and yes the book was fiction, but when he had asked a professor about it they had told him that there was a reason behind each of the steps that had been taken. Except for the initial incident it self. (confusing you ain't I? Well, don't worry you'll understand soon enough)
The book was about a crazy woman who was keeping a man hostage. The man was very sick, but ounce he had gotten strong enough had been able to make a few trips around the house. To make a long story short, the woman had found out and had been very angry. She had explained to the man that a long time ago in some war or something the used to well…cripple the prisoners so they couldn't escape. Well, what she had done next is what he was afraid he'd have to do to James, but only as a last resort. The only problem was he had had no other ideas suitable enough, it was the only thing that could work.
The only problem, is getting James to agree to it. Which Brock didn't think he would. Especially since I probably wouldn't do it, Brock thought. However, it was either this or death James had to make a choice. Please don't choose death, you shouldn't have to die. Especially since you've said you'll try to quit Team Rocket after this. Especially since we've just become friends. Especially since I think Jessie needs you just as much as you say you need her.
Brock sighed deeply and looked over at James who returned the glance with a nod.
" James, I can only come up with one solution and it's going to require a lot of belief that I know what I'm doing…."
" I believe that already you can check that one off your list of requirements" James said trying to lighten up the mood.
Brock smiled slightly, but continued. " it's also going to require for you to give up a lot."
" Well, we've already been through everything I can think of. Like using onix but he's so big he'd break the ceiling anyway, ending in our deaths. Can't use a tractor, don't know where one is, and would never be able to fit it in here. Plus all of the other solutions we went through. In fact, the only thing you haven't mentioned is cutting my leg off." James said the last sentence with a laugh.
Brock wasn't laughing, he was staring at the ground his face very solemn. Very grave.
" You don't mean that…." James voice trailed off. " I mean I couldn't…How would you…"
" Look, it's either that or death. I told you you'd have to trust I know what I'm doing and I do know how to do it. I read it in a book and I even confirmed it with a professor majoring in the medical category." Brock replied quickly still looking at the ground not wanting to look at James.
James felt tears in his eyes and he looked away. He didn't no what to say.
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Author's note: Phew! *sighs* I finally finished. (Now that my fingers are burning from typing all day long J )Review! Review! Review! And again thank you soo much if you reviewed on any of my previous story. The reviews are what give me the strength to carry on cause then I know that people are really reading my stories. So thanks a lot. I've decided to finally give out my e-mail address to you, so if you've got any questions about any of my stories or whatever you can e-mail me. Here's the address: Valentino144@yahoo.com
Distribution: I don't own any of these characters except for Perry, Tara, and Danny. The rest are owned by no one that I know or will ever know. But I congratulate them for there imagination in creating these cool characters for me to work with.
Other stories I've written: A Long Way Back pt.1 and 2, and Butterfly kisses and all it's parts.
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