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A/N: Chapter five, Misty's back in it now and she's about to get a shock...please read and review, the rest is on the way!
The three "flower" daughters of Rose sat on the sofa, and Misty, often considered by her sisters as the runt, sat oppostie them in a kitchen stool.
"Alright. Tell me what's happening" Misty demanded.
The three older girls eyed each other, and Lily spoke first. "You know that for a while we've been planning to go to college for our degrees in Marine Pokemon knowledge..."
"And we got accepted into a college up North" Violet suddenly announced.
Misty's face drained of colour. Her hands started shaking and she took a deep breath. "So, you got accepted. Congratulations."
"It's no means for congratualtions" Daisy interrupted.
Misty sighed. "I was afraid of that."
"Um, the gym has been in the family for about five generations, and we can't excatly break that now" Lily said.
Misty nodded. "And...?"
"When mom...um, when mom...dies...we have to go to college. It's when the new semester starts" Violet explained.
Misty glared at her. "You don't have to go to college, you know!" she burst out, the pressure being released from inside of her.
"Misty, mom is paying for it. She wants us to go. What she doesn't want, however, is for the gym to be sold. She wants to keep it in the family" Daisy announced.
"Okay" Misty nodded. "What does this have to do with me?"
Lily sighed. "Isn't it obvious? You have to stay here and run the gym!" she said, exasperated at her sister's naievty.
Misty gasped in shock. "You want me to stay and run the gym? Are you all crazy?! You want me to stay here so you can prance off to college and come back with a fancy degree and qualifications for another job!?" she screamed, hyperventilating.
"No, we don't, but mom does" Violet said seriously.
"I can't! I have to go back to Ash --" Misty stopped herself. Ash. Her sisters didn't know about...
"Why? I'm sure he can manage without you" Lily shrugged.
"I know. He can...manage without me..." Misty whispered. She shook her head. "No! I can't stay here, I have to keep training!"
"You can train here! Your pokemon will love it!" Daisy predicted.
"I can't...why...why did mom..." Misty stumbled over her words and sunk back down into her pit of tears.
"It's the only question we've been asking ourselves the past week. Look, if you won't do it for us, do it for mom. It's what she wants. We'd be quite happy to stay here and run the gym, but we're going to college for her" Violet said sensibly.
Misty shook her head. "I don't even wanna think about it..."
"I know you don't, but you have to!" Lily yelled. "You have to face this. We have, and we may not have accepted it, we probably never will, but at least we're facing it! You can't just live in a dream world of pokemon and Ash and Lord only knows what else!"
Misty stood up, chin quivering, eyes swimming in tears. She sat back down. "I know. I can't accept it. I went away, and never called, and mom and you guys waited...now she's gonna die..."
It was like fate had turned its back on her. She left with great pokemon, a bright future, fell in love...but she never called. Occasionally wrote. And now she was getting paid back for it. Or that's how it seemed to her.
"Misty, this isn't your fault. It's no one's fault. Nobody could've given her cancer" Daisy pointed out.
"Just consider it. If you don't, we sell the gym and feel guilty about mom. If you do, we'll be forever in your debt and mom will be grateful" Violet said gently.
Misty looked at the brown carpet that needed a good vacuum.
"Let me think about it..." she said quietly.
Her three sisters stood up. "Okay. Thankyou. I think we've got a challenge at the gym now, so we'll leave you alone" Daisy said.
Thank God, she thought. Thank God they're leaving me by myself, thank God I can get through this by myself...
A thought struck her mind. You can't get through this by yourself. This is your mother who's dying, not a long-lost aunty! More guilt was absorbed into Misty.
As soon as her sister's left, she screamed. It was a scream full of pain, and anguish, and guilt.
"Why did you do this to her!" Misty yelled a rhetorical question into the sky, which had no answer but to keep shining its always shining sun as if terminal did not mean death.
At its master shouting, Togepi woke up and looked on, confused. To it, Misty was not one to scream and cry, and suddenly it wondered...but if it was...it couldn't...
No. Togepi was not going to think like that. Misty collected herself and fell onto a couch, out of breath and shaking like an autumn leaf still clinging desperatly to the tree. Misty was still trying to cling on to a miracle. A miracle that could never come.
She picked up the remote and pushed the power button. A last resort for distraction, the box burst into life and an announcer's voice was heard.
"And the Orange League semi-finals were confirmed today, this is the list in alphabetical order..."
Misty sat up as the list started. Her half-deaf ears consumed the unfamiliar names.
"Hamilton, Injuka...what kind of last name is that?" she wondered out loud.
After "J" came "K" like any literate person knew. Misty smiled, comfort filling her before they even started with the K's.
"Kyatre, Susan...Longwood, Michael..."
Misty fell back down, as if someone had shot her. Where was Ketchum, Ash? Where was he? Her shoulders started shaking again and she glared. Why had the God she had followed her whole life gone against her? What had she done wrong?
She silently turned off the TV, anger and pain boiling inside her, and ran to the kitchen. Togepi stared, still confsued, still worried.
Misty's delicate hands searched around the microwave, until they hit something. A knife. And a big one at that.
Togepi's eyes widened. "Toge Toge!" it cried.
"What's the point?" Misty whispered.
"Togebree!" Togepi yelled, running up to her as fast as its minute legs would carry it.
"Don't, Togepi. There's no point. Ash has lost, mom's gonna die, so why don't I?" Misty asked, sounding straightforward. Knife in right hand, left wrist out, Misty inhaled deeply.
"TOGE!!!" Togepi found all its strength and pyschically knocked the knife out of Misty's hand and onto the floor.
Outraged, Misty picked Togepi up and yelled. "Why did you do that?! Let me make my own choices, for once!"
Togepi wailed, and Misty instantly realised what she'd nearly done.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...this is all weird...it's not your fault...it's mine...I won't do that again...calm down...." She cried too, thinking of what she had lost, nearly lost, and was about to lose.
A/N: Yay, five down, eleven to go! Yes, there are 16 chapters in this story, but trust me, it's kinda good if you read the whole thing...please review, all comments help me write better stories for you to enjoy!
A/N: Chapter five, Misty's back in it now and she's about to get a shock...please read and review, the rest is on the way!
The three "flower" daughters of Rose sat on the sofa, and Misty, often considered by her sisters as the runt, sat oppostie them in a kitchen stool.
"Alright. Tell me what's happening" Misty demanded.
The three older girls eyed each other, and Lily spoke first. "You know that for a while we've been planning to go to college for our degrees in Marine Pokemon knowledge..."
"And we got accepted into a college up North" Violet suddenly announced.
Misty's face drained of colour. Her hands started shaking and she took a deep breath. "So, you got accepted. Congratulations."
"It's no means for congratualtions" Daisy interrupted.
Misty sighed. "I was afraid of that."
"Um, the gym has been in the family for about five generations, and we can't excatly break that now" Lily said.
Misty nodded. "And...?"
"When mom...um, when mom...dies...we have to go to college. It's when the new semester starts" Violet explained.
Misty glared at her. "You don't have to go to college, you know!" she burst out, the pressure being released from inside of her.
"Misty, mom is paying for it. She wants us to go. What she doesn't want, however, is for the gym to be sold. She wants to keep it in the family" Daisy announced.
"Okay" Misty nodded. "What does this have to do with me?"
Lily sighed. "Isn't it obvious? You have to stay here and run the gym!" she said, exasperated at her sister's naievty.
Misty gasped in shock. "You want me to stay and run the gym? Are you all crazy?! You want me to stay here so you can prance off to college and come back with a fancy degree and qualifications for another job!?" she screamed, hyperventilating.
"No, we don't, but mom does" Violet said seriously.
"I can't! I have to go back to Ash --" Misty stopped herself. Ash. Her sisters didn't know about...
"Why? I'm sure he can manage without you" Lily shrugged.
"I know. He can...manage without me..." Misty whispered. She shook her head. "No! I can't stay here, I have to keep training!"
"You can train here! Your pokemon will love it!" Daisy predicted.
"I can't...why...why did mom..." Misty stumbled over her words and sunk back down into her pit of tears.
"It's the only question we've been asking ourselves the past week. Look, if you won't do it for us, do it for mom. It's what she wants. We'd be quite happy to stay here and run the gym, but we're going to college for her" Violet said sensibly.
Misty shook her head. "I don't even wanna think about it..."
"I know you don't, but you have to!" Lily yelled. "You have to face this. We have, and we may not have accepted it, we probably never will, but at least we're facing it! You can't just live in a dream world of pokemon and Ash and Lord only knows what else!"
Misty stood up, chin quivering, eyes swimming in tears. She sat back down. "I know. I can't accept it. I went away, and never called, and mom and you guys waited...now she's gonna die..."
It was like fate had turned its back on her. She left with great pokemon, a bright future, fell in love...but she never called. Occasionally wrote. And now she was getting paid back for it. Or that's how it seemed to her.
"Misty, this isn't your fault. It's no one's fault. Nobody could've given her cancer" Daisy pointed out.
"Just consider it. If you don't, we sell the gym and feel guilty about mom. If you do, we'll be forever in your debt and mom will be grateful" Violet said gently.
Misty looked at the brown carpet that needed a good vacuum.
"Let me think about it..." she said quietly.
Her three sisters stood up. "Okay. Thankyou. I think we've got a challenge at the gym now, so we'll leave you alone" Daisy said.
Thank God, she thought. Thank God they're leaving me by myself, thank God I can get through this by myself...
A thought struck her mind. You can't get through this by yourself. This is your mother who's dying, not a long-lost aunty! More guilt was absorbed into Misty.
As soon as her sister's left, she screamed. It was a scream full of pain, and anguish, and guilt.
"Why did you do this to her!" Misty yelled a rhetorical question into the sky, which had no answer but to keep shining its always shining sun as if terminal did not mean death.
At its master shouting, Togepi woke up and looked on, confused. To it, Misty was not one to scream and cry, and suddenly it wondered...but if it was...it couldn't...
No. Togepi was not going to think like that. Misty collected herself and fell onto a couch, out of breath and shaking like an autumn leaf still clinging desperatly to the tree. Misty was still trying to cling on to a miracle. A miracle that could never come.
She picked up the remote and pushed the power button. A last resort for distraction, the box burst into life and an announcer's voice was heard.
"And the Orange League semi-finals were confirmed today, this is the list in alphabetical order..."
Misty sat up as the list started. Her half-deaf ears consumed the unfamiliar names.
"Hamilton, Injuka...what kind of last name is that?" she wondered out loud.
After "J" came "K" like any literate person knew. Misty smiled, comfort filling her before they even started with the K's.
"Kyatre, Susan...Longwood, Michael..."
Misty fell back down, as if someone had shot her. Where was Ketchum, Ash? Where was he? Her shoulders started shaking again and she glared. Why had the God she had followed her whole life gone against her? What had she done wrong?
She silently turned off the TV, anger and pain boiling inside her, and ran to the kitchen. Togepi stared, still confsued, still worried.
Misty's delicate hands searched around the microwave, until they hit something. A knife. And a big one at that.
Togepi's eyes widened. "Toge Toge!" it cried.
"What's the point?" Misty whispered.
"Togebree!" Togepi yelled, running up to her as fast as its minute legs would carry it.
"Don't, Togepi. There's no point. Ash has lost, mom's gonna die, so why don't I?" Misty asked, sounding straightforward. Knife in right hand, left wrist out, Misty inhaled deeply.
"TOGE!!!" Togepi found all its strength and pyschically knocked the knife out of Misty's hand and onto the floor.
Outraged, Misty picked Togepi up and yelled. "Why did you do that?! Let me make my own choices, for once!"
Togepi wailed, and Misty instantly realised what she'd nearly done.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...this is all weird...it's not your fault...it's mine...I won't do that again...calm down...." She cried too, thinking of what she had lost, nearly lost, and was about to lose.
A/N: Yay, five down, eleven to go! Yes, there are 16 chapters in this story, but trust me, it's kinda good if you read the whole thing...please review, all comments help me write better stories for you to enjoy!
