I Hate You!! – Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fic except for Chris.
Note: Well, another chapter, and another mystery. Who's the amnesiac? What of Chris? We'll see more of him, but not for a while. It would seem that all he has been good for is to kill Ash and drive Misty crazy. But, he'll be back. This chapter has a lot to discuss, so it'll be a bit longer (no promises). We now enter as Melody talks to the stranger with amnesia…
"Not right now, first let's get your life back for you. I'm Melody, and this is Shamuti Island. What all do you remember?" Melody was talking to her friend, telling him about his past.
"Well, all I can remember is you and my coming here. Why I was coming here is a blank, but I remember whom you are. Other than that, no one else is in my memory." Melody was touched that he remembered her alone, but she still had to keep as much restrictions on his memory as possible, so he wouldn't remember anyone else important.
"Okay, you are from Kanto, and you are an experienced Pokemon trainer. You traveled alone for all of your Pokemon journey, and you were coming here to stay with me." Melody told the person who for the most part, seemed to be content with the information.
"Can you tell me my name now?" The person really wanted to know.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt." Melody thought to herself. "Fine, your name is Ash." Suddenly, upon hearing his name, a vague memory came back to Ash. He saw the ship, S.S. Angelica, and it sinking. He remembered being slightly pulled down by the suction of the sinking ship. He recalled a friendly group of Tentacool helping him float to the island. Now, he knew how he got here.
"Is there something wrong? You look like you remember something." Melody was worried that Ash was remembering some memories that would jeopardize her relationship with him. She wasn't trying to be vindictive to the people that loved him; she just wanted Ash to feel the same way about her as she did for him.
"Yeah, I remember the ship sinking. So, anything else about me?" Ash changed the subject like nothing.
"Well, not really." Melody was really trying to get Ash's attention, too much in fact. Ash was starting to wonder if she needed help. "Well, it's getting late, we'd better get to bed." Ash gave Melody a look of confusion before she cleared it up. "I mean, I'm going to bed, you can stay up as long as you want. I'll sleep on the floor, and you can have my bed, if you want." She smiled, and went to get some things to make her a decent pallet.
"No, I'll sleep on the floor, you can have your bed." Ash said, standing up and going to get the blankets from Melody to lay them out for himself. Melody of course didn't agree, and insisted to sleep on the floor. Ash was determined to sleep on the floor and let Melody keep her bed. The two argued for quite some time, before they both were too tired to disagree. Ash got up, and spread the blankets out on the floor. He fell over on the pallet and was asleep in no time. Melody followed suit. In a way, they both won and lost.
Morning finds the two young friends asleep on the floor, totally oblivious to the world around them. Unknown to Ash and Melody, a small crowd of villagers had gathered around them, and were discussing dispelling the both of them for their unacceptable actions. Waking up from the whisper of the crowd, Ash looks fearfully at the ceremoniously masked villagers talking about the driving out of him and Melody. He quickly woke Melody, and she nearly blew a gasket at her nosy family discussing her and Ash as if they were bad apples.
"What, may I ask are all of you doing here?!" Melody demanded, looking at the elder with an especially hateful eye.
"Young lady, you and this boy should not be engaged in these acts at such a tender age."
"Honestly, what do you people think we did? Ash and I slept on the same pallet. Does that automatically make us be in an 'involved' relationship?" Melody did a little quotation with her fingers.
"Melody, we aren't accusing you with anything of the sort. We merely need to make sure you are safe."
"Do you all know who this is?" Ash was looking at Melody with eager eyes at a chance to learn more of his past. "This is Ash Ketchum, the hero that saved the world alongside the great guardian Lugia." The whole crowd gasped at the realization of who this young man was. Ash nearly had a heart attack. Melody hadn't mentioned him saving the world before.
"Please forgive us, oh great one! We feared you dead." The village chief bowed to Ash's feet. Ash was totally confused. Just a moment ago, he was only a Pokemon trainer with amnesia, now he was the savior of the world.
"Get up! Don't bow to me." Ash pleaded with the whole crowd. The people reluctantly began to obey, and they were soon apologizing to the both of Ash and Melody for their rude intrusion. Finally, the people left Melody's home, giving her and Ash some breathing room.
"Well, good morning." Melody joked. Ash just looked at her and smiled.
"Why didn't you tell me about saving the world?" Ash asked Melody, getting serious.
"Well, I don't really know. I guess some things are better left unsaid. If you knew you saved the world, without your memory, you could have made a fool of yourself with not having all of the details." Melody had a point, and Ash was glad that she hadn't told him. If he had gone around bragging about saving the world, some questions would arise, and he wouldn't be able to answer them. Thus resulting in him being laughed off the island.
"I'm hungry, do you have any food?" Ash may not have had his memory, but he still had his appetite.
"Sure." Melody then began to get out necessary items for cooking a breakfast. She cooked a nice meal, and Ash inhaled it in his usual way. The day went by, and Ash started to grow more accustom to what he knew. He remembered a few things, but nothing about Misty or his mother.
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The Ketchum residents finds two lonely women sitting and discussing the loss of their most loved one. Misty and Ash's mother sit at the table and talk about the only thing on either of their minds; Ash. They both slightly weep, and they both look as if the world has ended. In a sense it had.
"Ms. Ketchum, I don't think I'll be able to carry on a normal life anymore." Misty said, starting to sob a bit harder thinking of life without Ash. Ms. Ketchum was doing the same thing, and the scene only got more waterlogged. The subject was the most morbid of all (a dead person), but it was foremost on their minds. Misty looked around the house that she had once lived in for a few weeks. It was so quiet, and while everything was in order, it all seemed out of place. She couldn't believe that no one had gave their sympathy to Ms. Ketchum, Professor Oak, Brock, or nobody had even visited.
"Misty, I know how you felt about my son, and all I know to say is that I'm sorry things turned out the way they did. It's bad enough to me, him being my son, but I know how you felt, and well…that just makes it a bit worse somehow."
"I never got a chance to tell him. It's all my fault that he left. If I hadn't argued with him like I did, he wouldn't have gotten on that boat. He tried to tell me, and I was too upset over some insignificant moron's hand. I should've helped Ash break it." Misty was in tears, and while Ms. Ketchum didn't know exactly what had happened, she could tell that it wasn't all Misty's fault.
They both started to cry even harder, thinking about things that could've been if Ash was there, when a knock sounded on the door. Ms. Ketchum got up to answer, and she was shocked beyond belief at the guest. Well, she really didn't need to be socked, but she was. In the doorway, stood Brock with a solemn expression on his face. "Oh, come in, Brock."
"Thank you." Brock said as he walked into the house. "I know you don't want to think about this, but I'm sorry for what has happened. I haven't been anywhere near a T.V., so I didn't know." Ms. Ketchum invited Brock to come sit at the table, and Brock wasn't too surprised when he saw Misty.
"Hey, Brock." Misty said, trying her best to put on a smile. Brock smiled back, sympathetically and took a seat. The trio was silent for quite some time before Ms. Ketchum spoke.
"Brock, what did you mean by 'not being anywhere near a T.V.'?
"Well, soon after I left to be on my own, I decided to do some serious Pokemon training. So, I went into the wild, and I have lived there for about two years."
"That sounds interesting." Ms. Ketchum said. It was starting to get late, and everyone was starting to get tired. Misty had had only that one nap on the ship there, and Ms. Ketchum hadn't slept at all. She could now though, after letting out her tears with Misty. Ms. Ketchum asked Brock to stay and visit a while, and he agreed. Beds were fixed, and all was quiet. Misty chose Ash's bed to sleep on, and Brock gladly took the couch.
Misty cried herself to sleep, and even after the sleep had overtaken her, she still wept in her dreams. She was crying on the outside, but inside she was having a wonderful dream about Ash. Ash and she were living happily, and all was going good. All was smiles, and she couldn't be happier with a million dollars. Suddenly, though, everything went dark, and she was seeing Ash as if through a window. She was watching Ash carry on a normal life without her, and with a girl that looked vaguely familiar. He was on a type of tropical island, and he seemed a bit blank. Misty tied desperately to call him, but he didn't hear. He looked up at her every once in a while, but just as their eyes were about to meet, that girl would distract him. Misty watched the two of them slowly grow happy, and she was unable to look away. All she could do was call to him. Abruptly, she was thrown awake, and it was light outside.
Her tears had dried long ago, and or some reason, she didn't feel like crying much. She got out of bed, dressed, and went downstairs where Ms. Ketchum had a wonderful breakfast cooked. "Good morning." Misty said to everybody. The other two returned the blessing and they all went about eating.
"Well, it's been nice visiting with you two, and once again, I'm sorry about Ash. He was a very dear friend of mine too." Brock said as he left back for his hometown. Misty and Ash's mom watched him walk down the path until he was out of sight. With a sigh, Misty turned and walked back into the house, where she flopped down on the couch and rested for a while. She thought about her dream, and what it could mean. Where was that island? Who was that girl? These were questions that invaded her thoughts as she lay on the couch. Ash's mom walked in a bit later and asked her what was wrong.
"Nothing, I just had an odd dream last night, and I'm trying to figure it out." Misty said, looking puzzlingly at Ms. Ketchum. "I was watching Ash as if through a window, and he was on some island with a girl that looked familiar, but I couldn't place her." Misty said. Ms. Ketchum looked like she was in deep thought, and after a minuet, she spoke.
"Have you all ever been anywhere that looked like that place?" Ms. Ketchum asked Misty, who was pondering the question.
"Well, the place and that girl did look familiar, but I'm not sure where."
"Was is in the Orange Islands?" Misty thought for a moment, going through all of the islands in her mind before the look on her face changed dramatically.
"Shamuti." Misty looked at Ash's mom, for a moment then said, "That's where it was, Shamuti Island. That means the girl was…Melody!" Misty jumped up, and started to put the pieces together to form a clear picture. "Ms. Ketchum, I think I'm going to go to Shamuti Island tomorrow."
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Post Note: Bum, Bum, BUM!!! Ash is really alive?! Misty is going to Shamuti?! Is Melody a caring person or a demented control freak? These answers and more…next time! Please review, and don't be afraid to mail me with questions! Keep it real, people!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this fic except for Chris.
Note: Well, another chapter, and another mystery. Who's the amnesiac? What of Chris? We'll see more of him, but not for a while. It would seem that all he has been good for is to kill Ash and drive Misty crazy. But, he'll be back. This chapter has a lot to discuss, so it'll be a bit longer (no promises). We now enter as Melody talks to the stranger with amnesia…
"Not right now, first let's get your life back for you. I'm Melody, and this is Shamuti Island. What all do you remember?" Melody was talking to her friend, telling him about his past.
"Well, all I can remember is you and my coming here. Why I was coming here is a blank, but I remember whom you are. Other than that, no one else is in my memory." Melody was touched that he remembered her alone, but she still had to keep as much restrictions on his memory as possible, so he wouldn't remember anyone else important.
"Okay, you are from Kanto, and you are an experienced Pokemon trainer. You traveled alone for all of your Pokemon journey, and you were coming here to stay with me." Melody told the person who for the most part, seemed to be content with the information.
"Can you tell me my name now?" The person really wanted to know.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt." Melody thought to herself. "Fine, your name is Ash." Suddenly, upon hearing his name, a vague memory came back to Ash. He saw the ship, S.S. Angelica, and it sinking. He remembered being slightly pulled down by the suction of the sinking ship. He recalled a friendly group of Tentacool helping him float to the island. Now, he knew how he got here.
"Is there something wrong? You look like you remember something." Melody was worried that Ash was remembering some memories that would jeopardize her relationship with him. She wasn't trying to be vindictive to the people that loved him; she just wanted Ash to feel the same way about her as she did for him.
"Yeah, I remember the ship sinking. So, anything else about me?" Ash changed the subject like nothing.
"Well, not really." Melody was really trying to get Ash's attention, too much in fact. Ash was starting to wonder if she needed help. "Well, it's getting late, we'd better get to bed." Ash gave Melody a look of confusion before she cleared it up. "I mean, I'm going to bed, you can stay up as long as you want. I'll sleep on the floor, and you can have my bed, if you want." She smiled, and went to get some things to make her a decent pallet.
"No, I'll sleep on the floor, you can have your bed." Ash said, standing up and going to get the blankets from Melody to lay them out for himself. Melody of course didn't agree, and insisted to sleep on the floor. Ash was determined to sleep on the floor and let Melody keep her bed. The two argued for quite some time, before they both were too tired to disagree. Ash got up, and spread the blankets out on the floor. He fell over on the pallet and was asleep in no time. Melody followed suit. In a way, they both won and lost.
Morning finds the two young friends asleep on the floor, totally oblivious to the world around them. Unknown to Ash and Melody, a small crowd of villagers had gathered around them, and were discussing dispelling the both of them for their unacceptable actions. Waking up from the whisper of the crowd, Ash looks fearfully at the ceremoniously masked villagers talking about the driving out of him and Melody. He quickly woke Melody, and she nearly blew a gasket at her nosy family discussing her and Ash as if they were bad apples.
"What, may I ask are all of you doing here?!" Melody demanded, looking at the elder with an especially hateful eye.
"Young lady, you and this boy should not be engaged in these acts at such a tender age."
"Honestly, what do you people think we did? Ash and I slept on the same pallet. Does that automatically make us be in an 'involved' relationship?" Melody did a little quotation with her fingers.
"Melody, we aren't accusing you with anything of the sort. We merely need to make sure you are safe."
"Do you all know who this is?" Ash was looking at Melody with eager eyes at a chance to learn more of his past. "This is Ash Ketchum, the hero that saved the world alongside the great guardian Lugia." The whole crowd gasped at the realization of who this young man was. Ash nearly had a heart attack. Melody hadn't mentioned him saving the world before.
"Please forgive us, oh great one! We feared you dead." The village chief bowed to Ash's feet. Ash was totally confused. Just a moment ago, he was only a Pokemon trainer with amnesia, now he was the savior of the world.
"Get up! Don't bow to me." Ash pleaded with the whole crowd. The people reluctantly began to obey, and they were soon apologizing to the both of Ash and Melody for their rude intrusion. Finally, the people left Melody's home, giving her and Ash some breathing room.
"Well, good morning." Melody joked. Ash just looked at her and smiled.
"Why didn't you tell me about saving the world?" Ash asked Melody, getting serious.
"Well, I don't really know. I guess some things are better left unsaid. If you knew you saved the world, without your memory, you could have made a fool of yourself with not having all of the details." Melody had a point, and Ash was glad that she hadn't told him. If he had gone around bragging about saving the world, some questions would arise, and he wouldn't be able to answer them. Thus resulting in him being laughed off the island.
"I'm hungry, do you have any food?" Ash may not have had his memory, but he still had his appetite.
"Sure." Melody then began to get out necessary items for cooking a breakfast. She cooked a nice meal, and Ash inhaled it in his usual way. The day went by, and Ash started to grow more accustom to what he knew. He remembered a few things, but nothing about Misty or his mother.
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The Ketchum residents finds two lonely women sitting and discussing the loss of their most loved one. Misty and Ash's mother sit at the table and talk about the only thing on either of their minds; Ash. They both slightly weep, and they both look as if the world has ended. In a sense it had.
"Ms. Ketchum, I don't think I'll be able to carry on a normal life anymore." Misty said, starting to sob a bit harder thinking of life without Ash. Ms. Ketchum was doing the same thing, and the scene only got more waterlogged. The subject was the most morbid of all (a dead person), but it was foremost on their minds. Misty looked around the house that she had once lived in for a few weeks. It was so quiet, and while everything was in order, it all seemed out of place. She couldn't believe that no one had gave their sympathy to Ms. Ketchum, Professor Oak, Brock, or nobody had even visited.
"Misty, I know how you felt about my son, and all I know to say is that I'm sorry things turned out the way they did. It's bad enough to me, him being my son, but I know how you felt, and well…that just makes it a bit worse somehow."
"I never got a chance to tell him. It's all my fault that he left. If I hadn't argued with him like I did, he wouldn't have gotten on that boat. He tried to tell me, and I was too upset over some insignificant moron's hand. I should've helped Ash break it." Misty was in tears, and while Ms. Ketchum didn't know exactly what had happened, she could tell that it wasn't all Misty's fault.
They both started to cry even harder, thinking about things that could've been if Ash was there, when a knock sounded on the door. Ms. Ketchum got up to answer, and she was shocked beyond belief at the guest. Well, she really didn't need to be socked, but she was. In the doorway, stood Brock with a solemn expression on his face. "Oh, come in, Brock."
"Thank you." Brock said as he walked into the house. "I know you don't want to think about this, but I'm sorry for what has happened. I haven't been anywhere near a T.V., so I didn't know." Ms. Ketchum invited Brock to come sit at the table, and Brock wasn't too surprised when he saw Misty.
"Hey, Brock." Misty said, trying her best to put on a smile. Brock smiled back, sympathetically and took a seat. The trio was silent for quite some time before Ms. Ketchum spoke.
"Brock, what did you mean by 'not being anywhere near a T.V.'?
"Well, soon after I left to be on my own, I decided to do some serious Pokemon training. So, I went into the wild, and I have lived there for about two years."
"That sounds interesting." Ms. Ketchum said. It was starting to get late, and everyone was starting to get tired. Misty had had only that one nap on the ship there, and Ms. Ketchum hadn't slept at all. She could now though, after letting out her tears with Misty. Ms. Ketchum asked Brock to stay and visit a while, and he agreed. Beds were fixed, and all was quiet. Misty chose Ash's bed to sleep on, and Brock gladly took the couch.
Misty cried herself to sleep, and even after the sleep had overtaken her, she still wept in her dreams. She was crying on the outside, but inside she was having a wonderful dream about Ash. Ash and she were living happily, and all was going good. All was smiles, and she couldn't be happier with a million dollars. Suddenly, though, everything went dark, and she was seeing Ash as if through a window. She was watching Ash carry on a normal life without her, and with a girl that looked vaguely familiar. He was on a type of tropical island, and he seemed a bit blank. Misty tied desperately to call him, but he didn't hear. He looked up at her every once in a while, but just as their eyes were about to meet, that girl would distract him. Misty watched the two of them slowly grow happy, and she was unable to look away. All she could do was call to him. Abruptly, she was thrown awake, and it was light outside.
Her tears had dried long ago, and or some reason, she didn't feel like crying much. She got out of bed, dressed, and went downstairs where Ms. Ketchum had a wonderful breakfast cooked. "Good morning." Misty said to everybody. The other two returned the blessing and they all went about eating.
"Well, it's been nice visiting with you two, and once again, I'm sorry about Ash. He was a very dear friend of mine too." Brock said as he left back for his hometown. Misty and Ash's mom watched him walk down the path until he was out of sight. With a sigh, Misty turned and walked back into the house, where she flopped down on the couch and rested for a while. She thought about her dream, and what it could mean. Where was that island? Who was that girl? These were questions that invaded her thoughts as she lay on the couch. Ash's mom walked in a bit later and asked her what was wrong.
"Nothing, I just had an odd dream last night, and I'm trying to figure it out." Misty said, looking puzzlingly at Ms. Ketchum. "I was watching Ash as if through a window, and he was on some island with a girl that looked familiar, but I couldn't place her." Misty said. Ms. Ketchum looked like she was in deep thought, and after a minuet, she spoke.
"Have you all ever been anywhere that looked like that place?" Ms. Ketchum asked Misty, who was pondering the question.
"Well, the place and that girl did look familiar, but I'm not sure where."
"Was is in the Orange Islands?" Misty thought for a moment, going through all of the islands in her mind before the look on her face changed dramatically.
"Shamuti." Misty looked at Ash's mom, for a moment then said, "That's where it was, Shamuti Island. That means the girl was…Melody!" Misty jumped up, and started to put the pieces together to form a clear picture. "Ms. Ketchum, I think I'm going to go to Shamuti Island tomorrow."
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Post Note: Bum, Bum, BUM!!! Ash is really alive?! Misty is going to Shamuti?! Is Melody a caring person or a demented control freak? These answers and more…next time! Please review, and don't be afraid to mail me with questions! Keep it real, people!