James turned to Brock before speaking,

" No." He said his face quite serious.

" What?" Brock exclaimed looking back at the rock that was still and look like always would be on top of James' leg.

" I said no, I'm not going to have my leg cut off. I'd rather die than have to go around with no leg; it'll ruin my entire life. I won't be able to do anything." James answered hurriedly.

" Well, your going to have to die…" Brock's voice trailed in the empty museum.

" That's fine with me, I've nothing to live for."

" Yes you do." Brock tried to convince James.

" Like what? Name one thing I've got to live for." James challenged rubbing his aching leg with his right hand.

" Uh…" Brock thought. " Jessie! You love Jessie don't you? You've got to live for that love, you've got to show that something like having no leg won't change that love."

" God, I'd love Jessie even when I was dead. Nothing can or will change my love for her…but how could she love me if I've got no leg? She always wants to look so beautiful, which she does, but I'd ruin it for her by looking so ugly without a leg…" James sighed sadly.

" She won't care about that…" Brock stated.

" Maybe you're right, but what if you're wrong. If there's one thing for sure I couldn't live without her. I'd be nothing but an empty shell, a..a…"

" Shoe without its soul? An egg without the golden goodness inside? A hope without a cause?" Brock helped smiling slightly, he hated sad moments they were so depressing.

" Yeah, I guess so." James replied smiling back.

" Look I know how you feel and all, but you shouldn't have to die because this big bad earthquake comes a long and shakes things up. Not if you've got the chance to live, because life can be so much better than what you've experienced." Brock said.

" You 'know you sound like a teenage proverb sayer. Or whatever they call those…."

" You're not listening to me." Brock growled. It was then that he realized James was possibly to out of it, for whatever reason, to ever want to agree with this plan. The plan that is the only way to save his life whether or not he wanted it to be saved, Brock was going to follow through with it.

Getting up slowly, Brock walked away from James and into the next room. He found just what he was looking for it was a display of sports and they just happened to have a baseball bat in one of the cases. There was glass surrounding it, but Brock quickly grabbed a pole that had fallen from the ceiling and swung it at the case. The glass shattered immedietly. Brock thought he heard James yell something, but Brock ignored him. Picking up the bat from the shattered case, he walked back over to where James was and swung before James knew what hit him.

It was a direct hit and James fell unconscious. Brock shook his head slightly before going around the museum to collect the other items he would need. An ax, some matches, that red medicine stuff….when he came back he sat the stuff down and spoke to James.

" Sorry, I did it for your own good. I hope you'll forgive me for this later."

Ash walked around the mall, he'd finally made it. Misty better be here, he thought as he pushed open the fallen door. Meowth and Pikachu still followed closely behind. Meowth looked at the twerp and again noticed the twerp had an injury, he wouldn't have given it a second thought except he saw a few drips of blood come of of it.

" Uh, hey twerp." Meowth called.

Ash looked back at him wildly. " What?"

Meowth sighed; he was tired of the kid being mean. That was the bad guy's job, that was Team Rockets job, but not some kid's. Maybe, that cut was infected by some mean monster that was taking over the twerp's brain and making him go insane….

" Did you want something or not?" Ash asked angrily.

" Yeah, you're bleeding." Meowth stated.

" So what?" Ash replied continuing to walk into the mall.

" Just an observation." Meowth said looking at the ground again. Hopefully the kid don't faint from loss of blood, Meowth thought, then what would happen to me, he added trying to let a tad bit of his evilness remain.

" Misty!" Ash called looking around while he walked. Pikachu joined in and looked in the small corners Ash couldn't get into.

" Misty where are you!" He yelled trying to see any sign of her.

" Hey red-haired, loud mouthed twerp!" Came from Meowth; Ash glared at him.

" I was just trying to help, sheesh." Meowth replied turning his attention to the ground again. Oooh, that's a big rock, look at that small one, that one got chipped off…Meowth never realized how interesting the ground was until today.

Misty heard the calls from someone. Someone was calling her name. Oh please let it be Ash, she thought.

" I'm here! Over here!" Misty called back.

" Huh?" Danny asked confused.

" Didn't you here that voice calling my name?" Misty was surprised he hadn't heard.

" No, but I've been busy trying to set Jessie down and not move my leg much at the same time. Are you sure you heard it?" he replied.

" Yes. Hello! Over here!" Misty went back to calling.

Suddenly, there came a reply. A faint one it sounded something like 'I'll be right there.' Misty nearly jumped with joy and kept her fingers crossed that she wasn't just hearing things. That the voice was real and the voice would be Ash, oh she missed him. She had been so worried he had gotten hurt.

" Misty!" It was Ash, she could tell.

" Ash! That's you isn't it? I was so worried!" Misty said, oh god, I wish I knew where he was coming from. I probably look like an idiot holding out my arms when he's probably in a whole different direction.

" You were worried?" He was right beside her now. " I thought you had got hurt really badly and I was afraid…" I'd lost you, he was going to say that but he cut it off short.

You idiot, he told himself, even after all this you still don't have the courage to tell her how you feel, you're pathetic. But before he could continue thinking this Misty grabbed on to him in a tight embrace. He held her tightly and for a while he was afraid to let go. Afraid he'd lose her…

" You'll never lose me…" Misty whispered, Ash suddenly pushed away.

" How did you..?" Ash asked surprised.

" I- I don't know." Misty replied.

" You-you just read my mind."

" I did?" Misty asked.

" Aw, looks like you two we're made for each other. Now, if you don't mind could we get out of here?" It was Jessie talking in a pained voice.

" Jessie thankyou…" Misty said, while Ash sat there still realizing who had spoken.

" For what?" she asked.

" For helping me get out of here, even though I a burden to you and the rest of the group because I'm…"

" Because you're what? Did someone hurt you?" Ash asked in a panicky voice.

" More like something.." Danny had finally spoken up and Ash turned his attention to him.

" Misty you we're never a burden, besides I owe you one. And even though you're now, well y'know, you can still go on with your life. If you're lucky it could only be temporary." Jessie replied.

" Yeah…"

" You're what? What happened isn't anyone going to tell me?" Ash looked at each person in turn.

" I think it's you're job to tell him." Danny stated.

" All right, will you two leave us though? Nothing personal."

" Sure, I'll bring Danny out. Ash I'm sure you can find you're way. And I think I see Meowth and Pikachu over there I'll take them outside. And I'll make sure you're rat isn't stolen." Jessie laughed slightly before helping Danny to his feet, well foot. When they had left, or at least when Misty thought they had left she began talking slowly.

" Ash, I- I…" Misty began. " Oh the heck with it I'm blind okay." Misty was near tears again, dang it be strong, don't be such a wimp, she told herself. Ash's mouth had fallen wide open, he hadn't expected that not at all. He put his arm around Misty, she must be having a real tough time, he thought.

" Misty don't worry we'll get through this and I still love you-" Ash quickly cut the sentence off. I just said it, he thought, didn't I? I just told her I loved her, oh god it happened too fast. I'd been planning to have it all planned out and that I'd be ready when I told her. Ash's mind raced with these thoughts he was nervous now and twiddled with his fingers.

However, Misty did something Ash hadn't quiet expected she leaned forward to kiss him. He smiled and closed his eyes (he'd heard that you have to kiss with you're eyes closed, it's rude to stare) but he never felt it. He heard Misty start crying from beside him and realized she couldn't see so she had missed. She must be feeling very embarrassed.

Ash looked at her and this time he leaned over to kiss her, but as soon as he was expecting to meet her lips. She had stood up. He picked himself up from the ground and also stood.

" We should find Brock."

Brock sighed and lay down on the floor of the museum. His body and mind ached. The process of cutting off someone's leg without the "proper" tools was tiring and depressing. He had started by slowly lifting up the ax and aiming as close to the rock as possible. He cut ounce twice before the leg actually unattached and the blood was the worst thing. So much of it and only coming out because of a cut leg. It was actually disgusting when he looked back on it, but then he really didn't feel or think anything. His mind was a total blank, except for what he was supposed to do, what he had to do.

After that he lit it on fire, he didn't want to not at all, but that was the only way to stop the bleeding. All the bleeding, oh he thought he would puck from the smell of it and then the smell of burning flesh on top of it. He fell to his knees and cried because it smelt so bad, because he felt lost, because he finally realized what he was doing. He had put out the fire after a short while and the blood had stopped. All was left was a leg that didn't have an ankle or much of it's lower parts. In fact he had cut it off halfway from the knee to the ankle.

Oh god what have I done, he had thought in his crazed state, but he suddenly remembered that it was the only way to save James. The only way…..

" My leg feels like it got run over. What happened? The last thing I remember you we're about to tell me you're idea for getting me out from under this boulder." It was James he had been moaning for a few hours. Brock thought James would die despite all that he'd done to save him.

" You're not under it anymore." Brock replied rubbing his eyes.

" Oh really, how'd we do it?" James ask he sounded hoarse like on the t.v. what someone sounds like when they're on their deathbed…don't think of death, Brock though.

" I did it. You didn't want to but I went against you're will." Brock said looking at the blood that had splattered.

" Oh, god. I remember now what your suggestion was and I remember you hitting me with a baseball bat. You…you didn't go through with it did you?" James sounded worried.

" I'm sorry…" Brock replied just as James broke down in tears, seeing his part leg for the first time.

Author's note: That's all for now. And as I said I added the Ash/Misty romance into it. How'd you like that and almost more importantly how'd you like this part? There's only one more part left until this story is over. Yep, that'll be the next one I write. Tell me what you think about this story or go and read my other stories. Thankyou to all whom review! I can't tell you how much I love reviews!

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