A New Misty's Song – part 2
Broken Hearts
By CuteMew
Disclaimer: Don't sue me.
A/N: Originally, I wasn't planning on making a sequel, but since almost everyone reviewing "A New Misty's Song: Misty's Denial" seemed to want more, I decided to change it into a multi-part fic. Hope you enjoy this one! ^_^
Another A/N: When I wrote this, it was like around 11:30pm, which is why it's a really odd fic. ^^;;;
A third A/N (these are getting annoying, huh?): Ok, I know the title is "A New Misty's Song", but I couldn't think of a cool song that would fit in this part… If anyone knows of a song I could slip into this part of the story, please tell me in the review! Thanx
"Nooo!" Misty sobbed. It's all my fault… it's all my fault… I can't believe he still doesn't hate me, after all I've done to him… She read and reread the note, still disbelieving that Ash had left her, truly left her. How will I make it without him?
She unsteadily walked over to where Brock was still snoring away, sound asleep. She kneeled down and shook him awake.
"Brock…" Misty whispered.
"Huh?" yawned Brock as he opened his eyes (no wait, I take that back, Brock doesn't open his eyes ^^;;) "What's wrong, Misty?" Brock said, noticing that Misty's eyes were red from crying, and her cheeks were tear-streaked. Brock sat up and looked around for any sign of something wrong. "Hey, what happened to Ash?"
"He… left…" Misty wavered, on the verge crying fresh tears.
"Huh? Why would he leave? He never said anything about leaving the group before…" Brock said, puzzled.
"He left because of me…" Misty whispered, and proceeded to tell Brock what happened.
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Ash was running as fast as he could through the forest, with Pikachu on his shoulder, looking very confused.
"I… won't… cry… I… won't… cry…" he muttered to himself over and over. A true pokemon master wouldn't cry just because someone didn't like them… "Ha! I, Ash Ketchum, am gonna be the world's #1 pokemon master, and little things like this can't stop me!" he shouted, trying to convince himself of his confidence.
"Pika pi, pikachu?" Ash? What's wrong? Pikachu asked, concerned for his trainer.
(Ok, sorry about this, but I just have to completely interrupt my fic, but this is so hilarious… I'm listening to the radio, and it's "The Real Slimshady" , but there's a twist, it's background music is from "Oops, I Did it Again" and it sounds HILARIOUS!!! The really weird thing is that they go really well together… weird…ok that's enough interruption, huh? I'll get back to the fic)
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine, Pikachu. Don't worry 'bout me…" As he said this, however, Ash felt new tears forming, clouding up his vision. Just this moment, ominous-looking clouds started gathering.
"Pika…?" You sure…? All of a sudden, rain started pelting down from above. There was a sudden flash and then thunder could be heard rumbling in the distance.
"Oh shoot (hehe, I originally put sh** but I like keeping people pretty much in character, and I remembered Pokemon characters don't swear ^^;;), it's starting to rain…" Ash muttered. He ran faster and faster, the trees becoming blurry as he passed them. Cold, wet raindrops pelted down faster and faster. Ash gently moved Pikachu under his jacket so it wouldn't get wet.
Misty… she hates me… Tears dripped down Ash's cheeks. Heh, oh well, at least no one will notice in the rain…
"Pika pi, pikapika pikachu!" Ash, you're crying!
"Huh? Yeah… You're such a great friend, I guess I can confide in you…" Ash smiled. "It's just that… I… I… I feel so torn up right now. I thought Misty was a friend the whole time, and today she told me she hated me…"
"Pika, pikachu?" Is that why you left?
"Yeah. Coz, Pikachu, I really care about Misty. Even after she told me she hated me, I wanted her to be happy, so I left. She's probably a lot happier without me around…"
Pikachu pika pika pi… Poor Ash… Suddenly, Pikachu remembered something. "Pika pi, pika pikachu pi chu! Pika, pikachu." But Ash, Misty doesn't hate you! She told me you were a great friend…
"She must have been pretending… I know she hates me, Pikachu… there's no reason why *anyone* would like *me*…" mumbled Ash.
"Pikachu!" *I* like you!
"Thanks Pikachu. You're a real pal."
Ash kept running harder and harder, needing to find a place with shelter, but finding none. All of a sudden, he slipped, for the ground was much slipperier because of the rain.
"Waaa!" Ash yelled as he fell, with Pikachu flying out of his arms. Pikachu landed unharmed but wet; he fell into a mud puddle. When it looked around, it saw that it's trainer wasn't so lucky.
Ash had landed headfirst on a rock. He had been knocked unconsious and had a severe-looking gash on his forehead that was bleeding heavily.
"Pikachu!" Pikachu jolted Ash with a thunderbolt in an attempt to revive him, but to no avail. "Pika pika…"
This isn't the end ok? Please review with any comments, ideas for the next part, etc. Coz if I don't get reviews, I probably won't write another part, it takes a long time, and if people don't like reading these, then it's pointless to write them. So review if you want another part, ok? Thanks! -CuteMew