"I know..." she replies, "... I have to accept it, though.... I cannot fight it... it was against nature anyway..."
"The single strands of time that I have known you for are the best times of my life, Diane. You are the only human I can tolerate in this world..."
"Really?"
"Yes. After I was awakened for the first time in my life, your father treated me like a mere laboratory specimen. But you.... you treated me like I meant something to you, filling my heart that now is filled with absolute enmity, with some light. After you were killed by his thugs, which I had seen in every bloody detail, rage and dark enmity filled my heart."
"You... saw that?" she feels the place where the death stab was, now just a barely noticable red mark.
He nods solemnly, "Yes. I saw everything by some extent of power. They had even.... relieved their humanly urges onto your dead body. It pained me to watch, but I could not control my power at the time."
"They.... r-?"
"Yes... do not use the word, though. It just sickens me even more to even think of the human activities such as that."
"So you didn't even like anybody when you were originally in that human body my father emposed on you?"
"Mike, my human mask, had grown a deep liking towards a girl.... Sabrina, I believe, was her name."
Diane starts to say something, but suddenly her body starts to convulse steadily first, then starts to become violent shaking motions. Her body, giving out to the chemicals that were used to keeping her alive for that short time of two hours, is rapidly losing life; leaving him to only watch in sadness, knowing that there is nothing he can do again.... he had failed her again, but this time, he would not be allowed a third chance.
Watching her rapidly die, he feels his body become overcome by a hot sensation, as though he were burning by the world's strongest Fire Blast. His human form cannot take the sudden abuse, causing it to burn away, exposing his pokémon form. As soon as Diane's body stops convulsing, he picks up her body, cradling her body as soon as he picks her up; and walks down into the water until it is waist high to him.
He closes his eyes solemnly, hesitating before thinking. He makes up his mind, reopens his eyes and dives down into the now dark water.
He swims with only using his feet, partially using his tail as a fin. He reaches the bottom and carefully sets Diane's body on the pond floor. He retracts his claws out of his fingers and digs them into the ground, digging a hole in the pond floor.
After five minutes, he thinks instinctively that he would run out of air, but realizes that he is breathing air underwater. He feels his neck, feeling some fine slits in his neck, gills. He feels slightly relieved, but starts to think hard about it. Why do I have gills? I'm not a fish pokémon... can it be that they were something that was given to me by kindness of Gemfk? He thinks to himself, Is it true what Diane said? Can Gemfk be my "father"? What is it like to have a father? Why should I even question this?
He continues his digging, making a hole about the size of Diane's body, placing her body in the hole and covering it. He knows that burying her in the pond is quite a harsh thing to do, but he realizes that if anybody saw him, they would think that he killed her; a totally unlikely scenario, but a sudden thought. Why should I even care what human's think? He thinks to himself and retrieves her body from her watery grave. Resurfacing from the depths of the pond soon after.
"Hey!" says a girl's voice with a tone of surprise in her voice as he pokes his head out of the water, "You have Diane! You killed Uncle Kemdra!"
* * *
Jason, Ash, Misty, and Brock now travel by double decker bus, heading towards Goldenrod City, where the Magnet Train is housed at. "Agh!" Jason sharply groans impatiently, "This is so BORING!". Misty's Togepi wakes up slowly, crying as it fully awaken. Misty flashes him an annoyed look, "Don't yell!" she says in a quiet voice, "Can't you see Togepi was sleeping?"
"Well... oh.... sorry Ms. I'm-such-a-slutty-red-head!"
Misty's face flushes red with anger, "Care to repeat that?" she says in a severly maddened tone.
"Yeah...."
Misty suddenly gets up, placing Togepi gently on the seat where she was sitting and stomps towards Jason's seat as soon as she lets Togepi down. Ash looks at her and Jason in shock, "Hey come on guys, calm down!" he says. "You stay out of this, Ash!" Misty says. Misty backhands Jason, snapping his head to the side, leaving a red handprint on his face. "Brock!" she yells at the nearly asleep trainer. "Huh?" Brock yawns, "What is it Misty?"
"Give me the cooking pot, a frying pan, a blow torch and a rolling pin."
"What do you need those for?"
She glares at him.
"Okay, okay! I won't ask!" He opens his back pack and takes out the things that Misty had asked for. Leaving Jason with a shocked expression on his face, "What the?" he says, "Does he have a whole kitchen in there or something?"
"And then some!" Brock answers with a ring to his voice.
Jason tries to aplogize for his actions, but Misty just ignores his feeble words and takes the equipment from Brock, grabbing Jason by the collar of his shirt, picking up Togepi and putting it in her back pack, and walking to and up the stairs leading to the second story of the bus. Jason tries to restrain, but Misty pulls harder on the shirt, nearly choking him.
Ash and Brock only look at the scene on the bottom story, not wanting to see the abuse that Misty has planned for him; but they do hear the abuse. Jason's agonized screams and Misty's incoherent yelling loom throughout the bus, "Misty's not acting like herself..." Ash says timidly. Brock has an idea of why she is acting the way she is, "Maybe it's just uh.... the time."
"The time? For what?"
"You'll find out as soon as you get a girlfriend, Ash."
Jason's flaming figure can be seen falling off outside the window, with Misty following close behind with a rolling pin and frying pan in her hands. "Stop the bus!" Brock yells out. A second later, the sound of screeching bus wheels can be heard below the bus, followed by a violent rolling of the bus.
Ash and Pikachu yell out in shock while Brock holds on for dear life onto the closest thing he could find.
The bus comes to rest about five yards away from where it hit the ground. Brock meekly crawls on the ceiling of the overturned bus towards Ash and Pikachu. "Ash..." he says with concern in his voice, he puts a badly bruised hand on Ash's shoulder and shakes him.
"Huh....?" Ash says with some pain in his voice, "Is that you... Brock?"
"Yeah. You okay?"
"I think I broke something, but I'm fine."
"Pika...?" Pikachu squeaks as it opens its eyes.
"Pikachu?" Ash groans as he strains to get up, Brock helps him up
"Ash?"
"Yeah?"
"Exactly how do you know Jason?"
"He lived in Pallet Town, like me. We were friends."
"Oh."
The sound of the rapidly dying engine cuts through the odd quiet. "What's that?" Ash asks.
"I don't know."
Ash picks up and cradles the injured Pikachu in his arms, concerned for his poké-friend's safety. "Don't worry Pikachu, you're gonna be okay." he assures it. "Pika...." it moans painfully in reply. Ash smiles.
Brock runs back to him, "Ash! We've got to get out of here!!"
"Huh?"
"Now! It's about to explode!"
"Ahhhh!" he screams out as he holds Pikachu closer to his chest protectively and stands up, running towards the windshield. Diving feet first on the sleek, metallic ceiling of the bus.
His feet strike the glass but does not shatter the glass, he tries again but to no avail. He looks to his left side, seeing the driver's bloody broken body beside him, he screams out in disgusted horror. "Ash!" Brock yells to him, "Get out of the way!". He looks back, seeing Brock with a metal pipe; he scoots out of the way.
Brock stabs the pole into the windshield, peircing it, he stabs harder, shattering the glass into a thousand pieces. He clears away some of the protruding shards of glass that still remain in the windshield frame and dives through. Below, on the ground, he gestures for Ash to go through as soon as he gets out.
"Come on! Get out of there!" he yells with a strict tone.
Ash does as he is told and dives feet first through the frame falling down onto the grass below, landing on his feet, but falls to the ground. Brock grabs his hand and pulls him up, running away to safety soon after. Ash follows. The bus explodes soon after; sending peices of twisted and burning metal into the air.
Brock and Ash look back at the wreckage. "Wow." says Ash in a daze, obviously still delerious from the rolling of the bus.
"Eh.... where's Misty and Jason?" Brock says whole-heartedly
Jason is seen with Misty, slumped slightly over her left shoulder, heading towards them. He looks up, looking at Ash, then Brock, then up to Misty. "S-sorry, Misty." he says painfully.
"Don't worry about it Jason." she replies, "I was acting childish when I attacked you. I should be sorry."