To Know The Unknown
Part 2
Author: Chikorita_18
Category: General/AAML
Rating: 'G' - 'PG' (I'm just not sure...)
Previously: A sense of despair has taken over Ash and Misty when Misty is kidnapped by Team Rocket and Ash is forced to wait for the police to find her. Meanwhile, Misty is trapped by Team Rocket and losing faith in her friendship with Ash. They both soon find themselves wishing that they had never met the other. The Unown, using their world-altering abilities, have transported both to a world where neither friend exists in the same place and can't remember their former lives at all....
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A shrill alarm awoke Ash from his dreams of Pokémon Master glory. He groggily opened his eyes, stretching his legs carefully for fear of smacking Pikachu. The little yellow Pokémon was curled at his feet, as usual. But the room was empty for save the Pokémon. Ash sat up. Where was...where was...
"Pikachu, is someone missing?" he asked. His own mind had gone blank.
Pikachu shook it's head and "Pika"ed something to the effect of "No, Ash, it's just you and me. Been that way since we started."
Ash frowned. "I could have sworn that there was someone else with us..."
Pikachu gave it's master a look that clearly said "I think you ate something last night that didn't like you."
Ash sighed. He knew that there was someone missing, but he had no idea who or why he thought that way. He dug through his backpack and searched through the little green book that his mother had made him take as a journal. He flipped to the last page, hoping that it would tell him who this person was that he was thinking of, or at least, what he ate that would make him think that way.
The words on the page suddenly faded away, like they had never existed. Ash dropped the journal, freaked out beyond belief. "There was something there...there had to be..."
Pikachu peered at the open journal and then at Ash. It shook its head, launching into a fury of "Pika"s that Ash eventually translated into "Ash, I don't know what's wrong with you, but you know that it's just been you and me since the day we met. You came to Professor Oak's lab before all of the other trainers and you said that you weren't sure what Pokémon that you wanted, so Professor Oak showed you all three and then I came out of my PokéBall and you said that you thought I was cute and that you wanted to take me. We got attacked by some Spearow and we ended up in a river and..."
Ash wanted to continue the rest of the story, like he knew how it ended, but he couldn't. He just couldn't remember.
"And then we fought our way out of the river and camped out for the night to dry off..." Pikachu continued in it's Pika-language
"No one helped us out?" Ash said.
"Not a single person was near the river that day, Ash, 'cause they said that there were Gyarados in the river. We got out and we went to the Pokémon Center the nest day so we could make sure that we never broke anything in that jump down the waterfall...that was two years ago, and now we're traveling to Goldenrod City so that you can get your next Badge."
Ash crawled out of bed, the thought of someone else gone from his mind. "Well, then, maybe we should get going already!" he said, pulling on his red-and-white Pokémon League hat and slinging his backpack over his shoulders. "That next Gym Leader is just waiting for me to beat them!"
* * * * * *
"Misty, please?" Daisy begged her little sister. "You just have to do it! We're at a total loss! With Lily sick, we can't put on the show."
Misty slumped back in her seat, arms folded. "I don't care," she pouted. "I'm a Gym Leader, not a ballerina. You guys do the shows, I do the Gym work. You know that."
"Misty, come on!" Violet pleaded. "This will be, like, totally the end of our careers if you don't do this show for us!"
"Get someone else to do it!" Misty snapped. "I've got enough on my plate without you and your stupid shows, okay?!"
"Wow, you got, like, a major problem today, Misty."
Misty looked daggers at her eldest sister. "Well, how would you feel working your butts off to get this Gym off the ground and then have three airhead sisters that don't even know what work is?!"
"We're the Gym Leaders, too, Misty."
Misty jumped to her feet. "Then have the stupid Gym!" she cried, her blood at the boiling point. "What do I care?! I never even get any respect for anything I do around here! It's all about you three, and it's always been that way! Just because I'm not totally obsessed with myself like you are doesn't mean that I shouldn't get some respect for the work I do on this Gym! Who's the one that beat the last four challengers in a row here?!"
"We could have done it," Daisy said, "But we just didn't feel like battling."
Misty stomped a foot. "You see?! My Poliwhirl is getting to the point where it's about to go off the deep end if I don't give it a break!" She stormed towards the door. "I'll show you all! I'll become a respected Pokémon trainer and then you won't have a choice but to respect me!" She slammed the door behind her and ran up the stairs to pack her things.
Her Togepi sat on the bed, awakened from it's daily nap by the commotion downstairs. It looked at it's 'mommy' with a confused gaze. "What's wrong?" it chirped in it's Toge-language.
"I've had it," Misty said, using all of her willpower not to slam her fist through the Cerulean City Gym logo painted on her wall. "I work and work and work and they just screw around and they expect me to drop everything and do their bidding? Well, Togepi, you and I are on our own now. I'm not taking this. Help me pack up, would you?"
Togepi blinked. It's mommy had been really cranky lately. And sometimes, when she was sleeping, it heard her whispering someone's name. When it asked her about it, she said that she must have been dreaming about a movie or something, because the only boys (yeah, it was a boy's name, but Togepi was never really clear on what it was. Some name that began with an 'A', perhaps) that she knew were the ones that her sisters brought home.
Misty stuffed her primary belongings into her pack and picked Togepi up. With one last look around, she stormed out of the Gym. She took one last look back, remembering why she was running, and walked away. She didn't look back again.
* * * * * *
Ash walked out of the Gym dejectedly. "Who could have thought that a big pink cow could be so strong?" he said to Pikachu. "We really blew that one."
"Well," Pikachu said in it's Pika-language, "There's a kid that wants a Drowzee and he'll trade a Machop for it. Maybe we should look around in the grass near that Daycare center. I think there might be Drowzee there...I think I even saw one."
"Hey, that's not a bad idea, Pikachu," Ash said. "Fighting-types are really strong against Normal-types. That stupid cow wouldn't have a chance against a Machop, even a low-level one."
"Yep," Pikachu agreed. Then, just to be funny, it added, "where would you be without me?"
Ash made a face. "Well, the electricity count in my body would be a heckuva lot lower..."
"Don't make me raise it," Pikachu laughed.
Ash laughed. "So, let's go get us a Drowzee."
"Ash?" Pikachu said.
"Yeah?"
"What was wrong with you this morning? Why did you keep saying that there was someone missing? You were really scaring me. I thought that you were going mad."
Ash sighed. "I'm sorry if I scared you, Pikachu," he said. "I don't know what came over me... I was just dreaming, I suppose, and the alarm woke me up early and I just wasn't paying attention to reality. I'm okay now that I'm awake."
"Okay. Just don't do that again, please."
Ash smiled at the little Pokémon. "I promise I won't. Thanks for worrying about me. You're a real pal, you know that, Pikachu?"
"Hey, kid," a voice grabbed Ash's attention. "You wanna battle my Snubbull?"
Ash, never one to refuse a good challenge, looked back at Pikachu. "You better believe I do!"
The kid, a young boy wearing shorts and a T-shirt, grinned. "Great!" he said. "We're coming off of a winning streak! We've won fifteen battles in a row and we have two badges!"
Ash smiled. "Is that all?" he said tauntingly. He opened up his vest. "I have fourteen!"
The kid's eyes grew wide at the sight of Ash's Indigo, Orange, and Johto League badges. "Wow," he said. "You must be a really great trainer!"
"Well, I don't want you to think that I'm bragging." A strangely female voice rang in his mind. "Yeah, even though you are," it said.
"Well, that still don't scare me! Bring it on!"
Ash shook his head to clear the voice from it, but the voice refused to go away. "You ain't the king of the Pokémon World, Ash, stop acting like it! You got those badges out of luck!" his conscience scolded.
"Hey, kid, c'mon!" the boy called.
Ash shook his head again. "I'm sorry...I have to go...I...just have to go..." He turned on his heels and ran back for Goldnerod City.
* * * * * *
Misty cast her fishing line into the water and sat down on a large rock. She sighed heavily. "It's been two weeks and I suck...I never thought that being a real Pokémon trainer would be so hard..."
In the last two weeks, Misty had lost all but two battles that she had been in. "It's not my fault," she said to Togepi. "I'm from the Cerulean Gym. I only train Water-type Pokémon. And almost everyone I've battled has a Grass- or Electric-type Pokémon." She concentrated on her line. Her vision suddenly blurred and she couldn't help but let a few stray tears roll down her face. "It's that dream I keep having..." she said. "I keep having this dream...there's this boy in it...but I have no idea who he is...why I keep dreaming about him, I don't know..." She looked at Togepi. "Do you think that this dream could be telling me that this boy is like...my soulmate or something?"
Togepi shrugged. It always got confused when it's mommy went philisophical.
"And if he is," Misty continued, completely oblivious of the bewildered expression that the egg was giving her, "Why am I always so mean to him in the dream? And how do I find him?"
Togepi pointed to the line.
Misty turned her attention to her line. "He has to be real...the dream's too real for him to be purely made of my imagination. But I don't even recognize his name...he won't tell me his name in the dream...he just says that he's sorry and he never meant what he said..." She shook her head. "That's it, Togepi," she said. "I have to find him!"
END OF PART 2
A/N: So now Misty knows that she has to find Ash, even though she can't remember him at all. I'm just warming up here! Be a good reader and review! I need to know that I don't suck!
Part 2
Author: Chikorita_18
Category: General/AAML
Rating: 'G' - 'PG' (I'm just not sure...)
Previously: A sense of despair has taken over Ash and Misty when Misty is kidnapped by Team Rocket and Ash is forced to wait for the police to find her. Meanwhile, Misty is trapped by Team Rocket and losing faith in her friendship with Ash. They both soon find themselves wishing that they had never met the other. The Unown, using their world-altering abilities, have transported both to a world where neither friend exists in the same place and can't remember their former lives at all....
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A shrill alarm awoke Ash from his dreams of Pokémon Master glory. He groggily opened his eyes, stretching his legs carefully for fear of smacking Pikachu. The little yellow Pokémon was curled at his feet, as usual. But the room was empty for save the Pokémon. Ash sat up. Where was...where was...
"Pikachu, is someone missing?" he asked. His own mind had gone blank.
Pikachu shook it's head and "Pika"ed something to the effect of "No, Ash, it's just you and me. Been that way since we started."
Ash frowned. "I could have sworn that there was someone else with us..."
Pikachu gave it's master a look that clearly said "I think you ate something last night that didn't like you."
Ash sighed. He knew that there was someone missing, but he had no idea who or why he thought that way. He dug through his backpack and searched through the little green book that his mother had made him take as a journal. He flipped to the last page, hoping that it would tell him who this person was that he was thinking of, or at least, what he ate that would make him think that way.
The words on the page suddenly faded away, like they had never existed. Ash dropped the journal, freaked out beyond belief. "There was something there...there had to be..."
Pikachu peered at the open journal and then at Ash. It shook its head, launching into a fury of "Pika"s that Ash eventually translated into "Ash, I don't know what's wrong with you, but you know that it's just been you and me since the day we met. You came to Professor Oak's lab before all of the other trainers and you said that you weren't sure what Pokémon that you wanted, so Professor Oak showed you all three and then I came out of my PokéBall and you said that you thought I was cute and that you wanted to take me. We got attacked by some Spearow and we ended up in a river and..."
Ash wanted to continue the rest of the story, like he knew how it ended, but he couldn't. He just couldn't remember.
"And then we fought our way out of the river and camped out for the night to dry off..." Pikachu continued in it's Pika-language
"No one helped us out?" Ash said.
"Not a single person was near the river that day, Ash, 'cause they said that there were Gyarados in the river. We got out and we went to the Pokémon Center the nest day so we could make sure that we never broke anything in that jump down the waterfall...that was two years ago, and now we're traveling to Goldenrod City so that you can get your next Badge."
Ash crawled out of bed, the thought of someone else gone from his mind. "Well, then, maybe we should get going already!" he said, pulling on his red-and-white Pokémon League hat and slinging his backpack over his shoulders. "That next Gym Leader is just waiting for me to beat them!"
* * * * * *
"Misty, please?" Daisy begged her little sister. "You just have to do it! We're at a total loss! With Lily sick, we can't put on the show."
Misty slumped back in her seat, arms folded. "I don't care," she pouted. "I'm a Gym Leader, not a ballerina. You guys do the shows, I do the Gym work. You know that."
"Misty, come on!" Violet pleaded. "This will be, like, totally the end of our careers if you don't do this show for us!"
"Get someone else to do it!" Misty snapped. "I've got enough on my plate without you and your stupid shows, okay?!"
"Wow, you got, like, a major problem today, Misty."
Misty looked daggers at her eldest sister. "Well, how would you feel working your butts off to get this Gym off the ground and then have three airhead sisters that don't even know what work is?!"
"We're the Gym Leaders, too, Misty."
Misty jumped to her feet. "Then have the stupid Gym!" she cried, her blood at the boiling point. "What do I care?! I never even get any respect for anything I do around here! It's all about you three, and it's always been that way! Just because I'm not totally obsessed with myself like you are doesn't mean that I shouldn't get some respect for the work I do on this Gym! Who's the one that beat the last four challengers in a row here?!"
"We could have done it," Daisy said, "But we just didn't feel like battling."
Misty stomped a foot. "You see?! My Poliwhirl is getting to the point where it's about to go off the deep end if I don't give it a break!" She stormed towards the door. "I'll show you all! I'll become a respected Pokémon trainer and then you won't have a choice but to respect me!" She slammed the door behind her and ran up the stairs to pack her things.
Her Togepi sat on the bed, awakened from it's daily nap by the commotion downstairs. It looked at it's 'mommy' with a confused gaze. "What's wrong?" it chirped in it's Toge-language.
"I've had it," Misty said, using all of her willpower not to slam her fist through the Cerulean City Gym logo painted on her wall. "I work and work and work and they just screw around and they expect me to drop everything and do their bidding? Well, Togepi, you and I are on our own now. I'm not taking this. Help me pack up, would you?"
Togepi blinked. It's mommy had been really cranky lately. And sometimes, when she was sleeping, it heard her whispering someone's name. When it asked her about it, she said that she must have been dreaming about a movie or something, because the only boys (yeah, it was a boy's name, but Togepi was never really clear on what it was. Some name that began with an 'A', perhaps) that she knew were the ones that her sisters brought home.
Misty stuffed her primary belongings into her pack and picked Togepi up. With one last look around, she stormed out of the Gym. She took one last look back, remembering why she was running, and walked away. She didn't look back again.
* * * * * *
Ash walked out of the Gym dejectedly. "Who could have thought that a big pink cow could be so strong?" he said to Pikachu. "We really blew that one."
"Well," Pikachu said in it's Pika-language, "There's a kid that wants a Drowzee and he'll trade a Machop for it. Maybe we should look around in the grass near that Daycare center. I think there might be Drowzee there...I think I even saw one."
"Hey, that's not a bad idea, Pikachu," Ash said. "Fighting-types are really strong against Normal-types. That stupid cow wouldn't have a chance against a Machop, even a low-level one."
"Yep," Pikachu agreed. Then, just to be funny, it added, "where would you be without me?"
Ash made a face. "Well, the electricity count in my body would be a heckuva lot lower..."
"Don't make me raise it," Pikachu laughed.
Ash laughed. "So, let's go get us a Drowzee."
"Ash?" Pikachu said.
"Yeah?"
"What was wrong with you this morning? Why did you keep saying that there was someone missing? You were really scaring me. I thought that you were going mad."
Ash sighed. "I'm sorry if I scared you, Pikachu," he said. "I don't know what came over me... I was just dreaming, I suppose, and the alarm woke me up early and I just wasn't paying attention to reality. I'm okay now that I'm awake."
"Okay. Just don't do that again, please."
Ash smiled at the little Pokémon. "I promise I won't. Thanks for worrying about me. You're a real pal, you know that, Pikachu?"
"Hey, kid," a voice grabbed Ash's attention. "You wanna battle my Snubbull?"
Ash, never one to refuse a good challenge, looked back at Pikachu. "You better believe I do!"
The kid, a young boy wearing shorts and a T-shirt, grinned. "Great!" he said. "We're coming off of a winning streak! We've won fifteen battles in a row and we have two badges!"
Ash smiled. "Is that all?" he said tauntingly. He opened up his vest. "I have fourteen!"
The kid's eyes grew wide at the sight of Ash's Indigo, Orange, and Johto League badges. "Wow," he said. "You must be a really great trainer!"
"Well, I don't want you to think that I'm bragging." A strangely female voice rang in his mind. "Yeah, even though you are," it said.
"Well, that still don't scare me! Bring it on!"
Ash shook his head to clear the voice from it, but the voice refused to go away. "You ain't the king of the Pokémon World, Ash, stop acting like it! You got those badges out of luck!" his conscience scolded.
"Hey, kid, c'mon!" the boy called.
Ash shook his head again. "I'm sorry...I have to go...I...just have to go..." He turned on his heels and ran back for Goldnerod City.
* * * * * *
Misty cast her fishing line into the water and sat down on a large rock. She sighed heavily. "It's been two weeks and I suck...I never thought that being a real Pokémon trainer would be so hard..."
In the last two weeks, Misty had lost all but two battles that she had been in. "It's not my fault," she said to Togepi. "I'm from the Cerulean Gym. I only train Water-type Pokémon. And almost everyone I've battled has a Grass- or Electric-type Pokémon." She concentrated on her line. Her vision suddenly blurred and she couldn't help but let a few stray tears roll down her face. "It's that dream I keep having..." she said. "I keep having this dream...there's this boy in it...but I have no idea who he is...why I keep dreaming about him, I don't know..." She looked at Togepi. "Do you think that this dream could be telling me that this boy is like...my soulmate or something?"
Togepi shrugged. It always got confused when it's mommy went philisophical.
"And if he is," Misty continued, completely oblivious of the bewildered expression that the egg was giving her, "Why am I always so mean to him in the dream? And how do I find him?"
Togepi pointed to the line.
Misty turned her attention to her line. "He has to be real...the dream's too real for him to be purely made of my imagination. But I don't even recognize his name...he won't tell me his name in the dream...he just says that he's sorry and he never meant what he said..." She shook her head. "That's it, Togepi," she said. "I have to find him!"
END OF PART 2
A/N: So now Misty knows that she has to find Ash, even though she can't remember him at all. I'm just warming up here! Be a good reader and review! I need to know that I don't suck!