Friday the Thirteenth
By: Chrissy Granger
I went over and helped Ash up. He
still seemed to be a bit weak, but he managed to walk to the living room by
8:00 P.M. On the way, nothing happened. The barrier was gone and the place
seemed a lot less gloomy.
When we made it, the others asked what
had happened. We told them everything, though I did most of the talking. Then I
asked what happened to them. Brock spoke first.
"Nothing really happened for me.
The only thing was when I came back everything was gone!! I had searched
everywhere and when I came back at 7:30, everything was there again. I believe
it had something to do with what you did, Misty."
Next, Jessie explained what happened to her.
"I walked until I got to the
door. The note read the same thing that it had for you. I was a bit scared so I
waited for a half-hour. When I went in I searched and lit a torch. An axe came
for my head which I dodged. I sat down discouraged but got up a few minutes
later when I heard movement behind me. James was there, hanging on the wall by
handcuffs. I pulled him down and removed the cuffs. The chalk had just began to
levitate when it fell down and stayed that way. It was then that I decided to
come back."
I smiled then. I couldn't believe that
I had helped so much. It hadn't accord to me that I might actually save the day
sometime.
We left the next morning. Team Rocket went a
different way than us, though we would obviously meet again as enemies. I felt
as though I was finally more respected by Ash, not because I was forceful as it
was before, but because he could tell that I cared. And I did.
The End!!
Author's note: How was that?? That was my second fic. Did you like it overall? Though it didn't show it much, if you looked in the last two chapters, it shows a bit of romance in a way. Until next time:
~*Christine*~