Author's Babble:
Hello there! This little story has been sitting in my hard drive for...two years now...
Eons before I discovered the wonder that is ff.net, but now since I am quite acquainted with this brilliant place I figured that despite the fact this story was written two years ago and is probably not the best I'm capable of I might as well put it to some use instead of it just...well...sitting there...
(You however, may soon come to wish I had just left it sitting there *sweat drop*...)
Anyway...I had intended two years ago to write a total of four stories describing Ash's travels in 'the emerald league' unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) I only got around to writing the one (which can pass as a stand alone) before I lost all track of things in the Poké world- so basically it set sometime after the orange league pretending Johto doesn't exist^_^;
Oh and pokemon...it don't belong to me k?
With all of that said and done--I hope you enjoy the story!
H.n.H
The Emerald League ~Paper Hearts.
By Himitsu no Hi
Welcome, to the world of Pokémon a magical place were all of your dreams can come true and imagination can become a reality.
We rejoin our hero Ash Ketchum as he begins a new Pokémon adventure in the Jemia Islands. Ash is now 14 years old and after competing in the Indigo league for the third time, (coming in among the top 5) he decided to put his skills to the test by entering the Emerald league.
He is joined by his friends Misty, (now aged 15) Brock, (now aged 17) and of course his faithful companion Pikachu as he continues on his journey of becoming the world's greatest Pokémon master.
Our heroes are heading towards the next gym on Sapphire Island, fresh from Ash's first victory in the Emerald league, over gym leader Michael of the Roja gym on Ruby Island. Ash needs only three more badges to enter the Emerald competition, but he knows that his journey will not be easy.
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It is a quiet morning as Ash and his friends wander through the sun lit wood heading for Sapphire Island. The forest is full of amazing Pokémon, the Pidgey chirp quietly in the trees as Caterpie and Oddish scamper around the forest floor, but Ash seems to be concentrating more deeply on something else...
Ash gazed at his new badge, its dark red glow almost mesmerizing - a bloodstone badge. Pikachu looked over his shoulder, perched on top of Ash's cap as always, they had all worked hard to get that badge but it had been worth it. Ash smiled his features were much the same as three years ago, except slightly matured. He had grown a lot since then also, now towering over Misty. He had been on some great adventures since his first time at the Indigo league, and he was ready and willing to face the next one...although he would like to stop for food sometime before then.
Brock followed close behind him, reading the map of the Jemia Islands. (And no for once they were not lost!) Besides his more refined and mature looks he had changed little.
Misty however, lagged behind. Her gentle complexion and beautiful characteristics had grown in her teen years, she wore her long red hair in a loose ponytail, which flowed over her shoulders and down her back, but her aqua coloured eyes were clouded by confusion. There was something on her mind. Misty had in fact been in deep thought ever since the group had left Pallet town for the Jemia Islands.
Sighing as she thought to herself.
"Oh come on girl...what's wrong with you? You get close to him once and suddenly you become all goo goo eyed." She huffed, crossing her arms.
Slowly her gaze turned to Ash, and her heart softened.
"No, it...it wasn't just that, every time you look at him you go weak at the knees and each time he whispers your name your heart skips a beat.... Stop lying to yourself when you know fine well that...huh?"
Suddenly her train of thought was interrupted, stopping abruptly so as not to bump into Brock, she looked ahead of them on the path to where two cloaked figures stood.
What now?
One of the obscured people spoke; her voice was strangely familiar,
"Prepare for trouble"
"Yes and make it double!" a mans voice echoed,
"To protect the world from devastation"
"To unite all peoples within our nation"
"To denounce the evils of truth and love"
"To extend our reach to the stars above"
"Jessie!" cried the girl ripping off her cloak to reveal a team rocket uniform and long red hair.
"James!" called the man, removing his cloak to reveal the similar team rocket uniform and short purple hair.
"Team rocket blasts off at the speed of light!"
"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"
"Meowth that's right!" chimed in Meowth, spiralling from the branch of a nearby tree, "Now hand over that Pikachu and we'll be on our way."
"Not today-"Ash muttered, walking past three stunned team rocket members. Brock waved as he followed quietly after Ash- Misty simply blinked then started walking again, continuing her train of thought.
A blood vessel almost seemed to burst out on Jessie's forehead,
"You can't just ignore us twerps!" she screeched
...
"Yeah- we're an important part of this story!" James called in a somewhat deflated voice.
...
"We'll follow you all the way to wherever you're going while singing 'Itsy bitsy tiny weenie yellow polka dot bikini' if you don't stop now and give us Pikachu!" Meowth put in just as the trio were inching out of sight.
Ash stopped a look of horror in his eyes-Team Rocket caught up in seconds,
"Now play along and hand over the Pikachu!" James ordered.
"Not a chance!" Ash yelled gritting his teeth,
"Pikachu go, thunder bolt attack!"
"He must really hate that song-"Brock muttered as he stood on the sidelines by Misty, who nodded vigorously.
Pikachu jumped down from Ash's cap, and obediently charged up for the attack,
"Piiiiiiiiiiikkkkkkkkkaaaaaaaaaaacccccchhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
It yelled as thunderbolts flew from its tiny cheeks. The bright light surrounded the area, sending the forest Pokémon into hiding.
Team Rocket however, didn't move, they remained standing, not even the tiniest bit charred.
Ash frowned, "Huh?"
"Pika?"
Team Rocket simply laughed, pulling out their Pokémon for a battle
"Arbok...GO!" Jessie yelled
"Wheezing...I choose you!"
The Pokémon materialized and glared at Ash.
"Pikachu, try another thunderbolt attack!" Ash commanded, desperately trying to understand what was going on.
Pikachu fired another electric shock at Team Rocket, but still nothing.
Jessie began to laugh,
"Pikachu can't shock us! These suits are fully Pika proof!" She pulled down her eyelid in a mocking fashion.
"Yes and we have actually been training our Pokémon too!" James added.
Jessie glared at him, and pulling a mallet from no where she battered him on the head,
"Stop being an ignominy!'
"Will you two stop yapping" Meowth scolded scratching both their faces with his sharp claws.
Pikachu angrily continued to spark out electricity from its cheeks, but pumping out so much electricity meant that a short circuit was inevitable - a few moments later Pikachu collapsed exhaustedly to the ground. Ash growled under his breath, then picking out another Poké Ball, he threw it at Team Rocket,
"Squirtle I choose you!"
Squirtle popped out of the Poké Ball.
"Squirtle... water gun attack now!"
"Squir...tle" the Pokémon cried, as it hurled its water gun attack at Wheezing. The powerful spray sent the gas monster hurtling into Jessie, who yelped in pain,
"James get this thing off of me! Arbok...attack!"
Arbok glared at Pikachu, then violently hissing it fired its poison sting attack.
Ash realized what was happening but was too late to help- Pikachu too tired to dodge the full brunt of the attack flopped silently to the ground.
Misty cried out as she quickly rushed over to the fallen Pokémon, cradling it in her arms.
"Squirtle hydro-pump now!" Ash yelled angrily. Squirtle nodded and aimed hydro-pump at Arbok. Its force sent the snake flying into James, who in turn whacked into Jessie and Meowth.
"Team Rockets blasting off again."
A star twinkled in the distance.
"Good Job Squirtle ...return!"
Ash turned to look at Pikachu. Misty stared back at him, her aqua blue eyes full of concern.
"Oh Ash, Pikachu...its hurt pretty bad," she whispered. "Pikachu...are you okay buddy?"
Pikachu looked up at Ash, "Chu?" it sighed gently. Its eyes slowly began to close and it's breathing dimmed.
"Its in pretty bad shape Ash. We should get it to the nearest Pokémon centre immediately," Brock warned, his face held the same concerned expression as the others.
"Right," Ash and Misty replied in union.
Brock looked at the map and pointed the way to the next town. Gently Ash took Pikachu from Misty's arms.
"Thanks Mist," he smiled. Her heart fluttered, Ash and Pikachu were so special, she couldn't stand to see them apart and she would hate to loose them. She returned the smile as they headed for the next town.
Gentle rain had begun to fall; it streaked down their faces as they ran, the heavy droplets freezing their bare skin. Ash held Pikachu close inside of his jacket.
"Don't worry Pikachu every thing is going to be fine." He thought to himself, even though his legs ached and he was out of breath he continued to run, he would do anything for Pikachu.
But what our hero doesn't know, is that more trouble lies ahead...
Suddenly Ash stopped running, his heart sank at the sight before him. He sensed Misty coming up behind him; her ragged breath giving away her tiredness.
"Oh no!' she frowned.
The three stared at the obstacle in their path. A raging river flowed miles below them at the bottom of a valley, and the only way to cross was a rickety, old suspension bridge, currently a plaything of the wind. Ash looked to the sky. Dark clouds hovered overhead and the rain was getting heavier. They had to get to the town or they would get caught in the storm and Pikachu might not make it. Ash lowered his head.
"Is there no other way across Brock?" Misty asked hopefully. Brock looked down at the soggy map,
"Well...this is the quickest way to get to the town," he replied sighing.
Ash had promised to be the world's greatest Pokémon master, and he was going to save Pikachu no matter what. Slowly he raised his head, then hugging Pikachu tighter; he gritted his teeth and ran out onto the unstable bridge.
'No Ash! Wait... its too dangerous!' Misty yelled after him. Suddenly her mind was in turmoil, what was he doing? He could get himself and Pikachu killed, how could she loose him now?
Ash heard Brock and Misty shouting but he was not going to give up - not now. The wooden planks creaked beneath his feet as the wind as if to prove its power, carelessly tossed the bridge from side to side. The rain pounded harder against his skin.
"Just a little further" he whispered.
Misty looked to Brock for support, but he was as confused and troubled as she was.
A sudden cracking noise echoing through the wind sent shivers through her body. Her head snapped to the bridge. Pressing her hand against her heart she cried out.
In the middle of the bridge one of the wooden planks had given way. Now Ash and Pikachu hung dangerously from one of the ropes and the storm was getting worse.
Ash yelled out for help, he could feel his hand loosing its grip on the ropes; the rain lessening his resistance to the fall. Desperately he hung on, glancing at Pikachu, he knew he had to do something...his friend needed him.
A voice that seemed so far away reached him then-
"Ash, give me your hand!"
Staring up into the rain, he saw her,
"Misty?"
Her hair had fallen out and blew loosely in the rain; she towered above him, holding out her hand. Ash couldn't tell for sure, but it looked as though she was crying.
"Give me you hand Ash...hurry!" she yelled.
Slowly Ash slipped his hand into hers. He glanced up at her again, staring into her eyes for just a moment. Something was different; he could see something new in her features, something he hadn't seen before.
Fear?
No it was more than that, but he couldn't tell quite what. His heart pounded loudly in his chest as she began to pull him back through the hole. Her grip was tight and surprisingly warm. Misty's muscles ached and her feet were slipping on the wet wood, but she couldn't let go...Ash needed her. The bridge rocked violently from side to side as the heartless wind battered against it once again. Misty slipped loosing her balance, and most of her grip on Ash. Only their fingertips held them together. Ash yelled out as he slipped down again,
'Misty doesn't let go!" She looked into his eyes; they mirrored the fear in her own.
"Ash just hold...on!" she begged through the war cry of the wind.
Misty tried to regain her balance and her grip on Ash but the wind was too strong and opponent. She could hold on no longer. Slowly her grip loosened on Ash and he fell, splashing into the raging water below.
"ASH!"
Her voice and her heart were lost to the wind.
Misty watched helplessly through a rain-blurred vision as Ash disappeared under the water. Desperately her eyes darted around looking for something; she had to do something. She vaguely registered Brock hurriedly running towards her, but he was too late. Misty looked lost, she stood frozen to the spot, jerking occasionally, not knowing which way to turn. The wind rocked the bridge again; try to win another victory against mankind. Misty slipped. She closed her eyes, preparing for the impact, willed it to come, but a strong arm wrapped around her. It was Brock.
"Come on Misty, we have to get off this bridge.' He cried over the rumble of thunder.
Misty stood still, her loosened hair flowing in the wind, gently whipping her face. The rain washed over her cheeks hiding the tears. Why didn't Brock just let her fall? What had she to live for? Knowing that she had lost Ash forever, and that it was all her fault-how could she live with that?
"Misty!" Brock yelled again. He grabbed her by the shoulders. Her eyes looked into his - sorrowful-empty.
"We have to go to the town and get help. Misty he'll be okay. Now come on!" Brock tried to comfort her, but he wasn't even sure he believed his promises. He slowly tugged her along the rest of the bridge.
She glanced back only once, staring into the waters below.
"What have I done?" she whispered.
Author's Babble continued...
Ta da...um ya ^. ^ I'll put chapter 2 up if I get at least one review...
I don't ask for much!
Hello there! This little story has been sitting in my hard drive for...two years now...
Eons before I discovered the wonder that is ff.net, but now since I am quite acquainted with this brilliant place I figured that despite the fact this story was written two years ago and is probably not the best I'm capable of I might as well put it to some use instead of it just...well...sitting there...
(You however, may soon come to wish I had just left it sitting there *sweat drop*...)
Anyway...I had intended two years ago to write a total of four stories describing Ash's travels in 'the emerald league' unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately) I only got around to writing the one (which can pass as a stand alone) before I lost all track of things in the Poké world- so basically it set sometime after the orange league pretending Johto doesn't exist^_^;
Oh and pokemon...it don't belong to me k?
With all of that said and done--I hope you enjoy the story!
H.n.H
The Emerald League ~Paper Hearts.
By Himitsu no Hi
Welcome, to the world of Pokémon a magical place were all of your dreams can come true and imagination can become a reality.
We rejoin our hero Ash Ketchum as he begins a new Pokémon adventure in the Jemia Islands. Ash is now 14 years old and after competing in the Indigo league for the third time, (coming in among the top 5) he decided to put his skills to the test by entering the Emerald league.
He is joined by his friends Misty, (now aged 15) Brock, (now aged 17) and of course his faithful companion Pikachu as he continues on his journey of becoming the world's greatest Pokémon master.
Our heroes are heading towards the next gym on Sapphire Island, fresh from Ash's first victory in the Emerald league, over gym leader Michael of the Roja gym on Ruby Island. Ash needs only three more badges to enter the Emerald competition, but he knows that his journey will not be easy.
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It is a quiet morning as Ash and his friends wander through the sun lit wood heading for Sapphire Island. The forest is full of amazing Pokémon, the Pidgey chirp quietly in the trees as Caterpie and Oddish scamper around the forest floor, but Ash seems to be concentrating more deeply on something else...
Ash gazed at his new badge, its dark red glow almost mesmerizing - a bloodstone badge. Pikachu looked over his shoulder, perched on top of Ash's cap as always, they had all worked hard to get that badge but it had been worth it. Ash smiled his features were much the same as three years ago, except slightly matured. He had grown a lot since then also, now towering over Misty. He had been on some great adventures since his first time at the Indigo league, and he was ready and willing to face the next one...although he would like to stop for food sometime before then.
Brock followed close behind him, reading the map of the Jemia Islands. (And no for once they were not lost!) Besides his more refined and mature looks he had changed little.
Misty however, lagged behind. Her gentle complexion and beautiful characteristics had grown in her teen years, she wore her long red hair in a loose ponytail, which flowed over her shoulders and down her back, but her aqua coloured eyes were clouded by confusion. There was something on her mind. Misty had in fact been in deep thought ever since the group had left Pallet town for the Jemia Islands.
Sighing as she thought to herself.
"Oh come on girl...what's wrong with you? You get close to him once and suddenly you become all goo goo eyed." She huffed, crossing her arms.
Slowly her gaze turned to Ash, and her heart softened.
"No, it...it wasn't just that, every time you look at him you go weak at the knees and each time he whispers your name your heart skips a beat.... Stop lying to yourself when you know fine well that...huh?"
Suddenly her train of thought was interrupted, stopping abruptly so as not to bump into Brock, she looked ahead of them on the path to where two cloaked figures stood.
What now?
One of the obscured people spoke; her voice was strangely familiar,
"Prepare for trouble"
"Yes and make it double!" a mans voice echoed,
"To protect the world from devastation"
"To unite all peoples within our nation"
"To denounce the evils of truth and love"
"To extend our reach to the stars above"
"Jessie!" cried the girl ripping off her cloak to reveal a team rocket uniform and long red hair.
"James!" called the man, removing his cloak to reveal the similar team rocket uniform and short purple hair.
"Team rocket blasts off at the speed of light!"
"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"
"Meowth that's right!" chimed in Meowth, spiralling from the branch of a nearby tree, "Now hand over that Pikachu and we'll be on our way."
"Not today-"Ash muttered, walking past three stunned team rocket members. Brock waved as he followed quietly after Ash- Misty simply blinked then started walking again, continuing her train of thought.
A blood vessel almost seemed to burst out on Jessie's forehead,
"You can't just ignore us twerps!" she screeched
...
"Yeah- we're an important part of this story!" James called in a somewhat deflated voice.
...
"We'll follow you all the way to wherever you're going while singing 'Itsy bitsy tiny weenie yellow polka dot bikini' if you don't stop now and give us Pikachu!" Meowth put in just as the trio were inching out of sight.
Ash stopped a look of horror in his eyes-Team Rocket caught up in seconds,
"Now play along and hand over the Pikachu!" James ordered.
"Not a chance!" Ash yelled gritting his teeth,
"Pikachu go, thunder bolt attack!"
"He must really hate that song-"Brock muttered as he stood on the sidelines by Misty, who nodded vigorously.
Pikachu jumped down from Ash's cap, and obediently charged up for the attack,
"Piiiiiiiiiiikkkkkkkkkaaaaaaaaaaacccccchhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
It yelled as thunderbolts flew from its tiny cheeks. The bright light surrounded the area, sending the forest Pokémon into hiding.
Team Rocket however, didn't move, they remained standing, not even the tiniest bit charred.
Ash frowned, "Huh?"
"Pika?"
Team Rocket simply laughed, pulling out their Pokémon for a battle
"Arbok...GO!" Jessie yelled
"Wheezing...I choose you!"
The Pokémon materialized and glared at Ash.
"Pikachu, try another thunderbolt attack!" Ash commanded, desperately trying to understand what was going on.
Pikachu fired another electric shock at Team Rocket, but still nothing.
Jessie began to laugh,
"Pikachu can't shock us! These suits are fully Pika proof!" She pulled down her eyelid in a mocking fashion.
"Yes and we have actually been training our Pokémon too!" James added.
Jessie glared at him, and pulling a mallet from no where she battered him on the head,
"Stop being an ignominy!'
"Will you two stop yapping" Meowth scolded scratching both their faces with his sharp claws.
Pikachu angrily continued to spark out electricity from its cheeks, but pumping out so much electricity meant that a short circuit was inevitable - a few moments later Pikachu collapsed exhaustedly to the ground. Ash growled under his breath, then picking out another Poké Ball, he threw it at Team Rocket,
"Squirtle I choose you!"
Squirtle popped out of the Poké Ball.
"Squirtle... water gun attack now!"
"Squir...tle" the Pokémon cried, as it hurled its water gun attack at Wheezing. The powerful spray sent the gas monster hurtling into Jessie, who yelped in pain,
"James get this thing off of me! Arbok...attack!"
Arbok glared at Pikachu, then violently hissing it fired its poison sting attack.
Ash realized what was happening but was too late to help- Pikachu too tired to dodge the full brunt of the attack flopped silently to the ground.
Misty cried out as she quickly rushed over to the fallen Pokémon, cradling it in her arms.
"Squirtle hydro-pump now!" Ash yelled angrily. Squirtle nodded and aimed hydro-pump at Arbok. Its force sent the snake flying into James, who in turn whacked into Jessie and Meowth.
"Team Rockets blasting off again."
A star twinkled in the distance.
"Good Job Squirtle ...return!"
Ash turned to look at Pikachu. Misty stared back at him, her aqua blue eyes full of concern.
"Oh Ash, Pikachu...its hurt pretty bad," she whispered. "Pikachu...are you okay buddy?"
Pikachu looked up at Ash, "Chu?" it sighed gently. Its eyes slowly began to close and it's breathing dimmed.
"Its in pretty bad shape Ash. We should get it to the nearest Pokémon centre immediately," Brock warned, his face held the same concerned expression as the others.
"Right," Ash and Misty replied in union.
Brock looked at the map and pointed the way to the next town. Gently Ash took Pikachu from Misty's arms.
"Thanks Mist," he smiled. Her heart fluttered, Ash and Pikachu were so special, she couldn't stand to see them apart and she would hate to loose them. She returned the smile as they headed for the next town.
Gentle rain had begun to fall; it streaked down their faces as they ran, the heavy droplets freezing their bare skin. Ash held Pikachu close inside of his jacket.
"Don't worry Pikachu every thing is going to be fine." He thought to himself, even though his legs ached and he was out of breath he continued to run, he would do anything for Pikachu.
But what our hero doesn't know, is that more trouble lies ahead...
Suddenly Ash stopped running, his heart sank at the sight before him. He sensed Misty coming up behind him; her ragged breath giving away her tiredness.
"Oh no!' she frowned.
The three stared at the obstacle in their path. A raging river flowed miles below them at the bottom of a valley, and the only way to cross was a rickety, old suspension bridge, currently a plaything of the wind. Ash looked to the sky. Dark clouds hovered overhead and the rain was getting heavier. They had to get to the town or they would get caught in the storm and Pikachu might not make it. Ash lowered his head.
"Is there no other way across Brock?" Misty asked hopefully. Brock looked down at the soggy map,
"Well...this is the quickest way to get to the town," he replied sighing.
Ash had promised to be the world's greatest Pokémon master, and he was going to save Pikachu no matter what. Slowly he raised his head, then hugging Pikachu tighter; he gritted his teeth and ran out onto the unstable bridge.
'No Ash! Wait... its too dangerous!' Misty yelled after him. Suddenly her mind was in turmoil, what was he doing? He could get himself and Pikachu killed, how could she loose him now?
Ash heard Brock and Misty shouting but he was not going to give up - not now. The wooden planks creaked beneath his feet as the wind as if to prove its power, carelessly tossed the bridge from side to side. The rain pounded harder against his skin.
"Just a little further" he whispered.
Misty looked to Brock for support, but he was as confused and troubled as she was.
A sudden cracking noise echoing through the wind sent shivers through her body. Her head snapped to the bridge. Pressing her hand against her heart she cried out.
In the middle of the bridge one of the wooden planks had given way. Now Ash and Pikachu hung dangerously from one of the ropes and the storm was getting worse.
Ash yelled out for help, he could feel his hand loosing its grip on the ropes; the rain lessening his resistance to the fall. Desperately he hung on, glancing at Pikachu, he knew he had to do something...his friend needed him.
A voice that seemed so far away reached him then-
"Ash, give me your hand!"
Staring up into the rain, he saw her,
"Misty?"
Her hair had fallen out and blew loosely in the rain; she towered above him, holding out her hand. Ash couldn't tell for sure, but it looked as though she was crying.
"Give me you hand Ash...hurry!" she yelled.
Slowly Ash slipped his hand into hers. He glanced up at her again, staring into her eyes for just a moment. Something was different; he could see something new in her features, something he hadn't seen before.
Fear?
No it was more than that, but he couldn't tell quite what. His heart pounded loudly in his chest as she began to pull him back through the hole. Her grip was tight and surprisingly warm. Misty's muscles ached and her feet were slipping on the wet wood, but she couldn't let go...Ash needed her. The bridge rocked violently from side to side as the heartless wind battered against it once again. Misty slipped loosing her balance, and most of her grip on Ash. Only their fingertips held them together. Ash yelled out as he slipped down again,
'Misty doesn't let go!" She looked into his eyes; they mirrored the fear in her own.
"Ash just hold...on!" she begged through the war cry of the wind.
Misty tried to regain her balance and her grip on Ash but the wind was too strong and opponent. She could hold on no longer. Slowly her grip loosened on Ash and he fell, splashing into the raging water below.
"ASH!"
Her voice and her heart were lost to the wind.
Misty watched helplessly through a rain-blurred vision as Ash disappeared under the water. Desperately her eyes darted around looking for something; she had to do something. She vaguely registered Brock hurriedly running towards her, but he was too late. Misty looked lost, she stood frozen to the spot, jerking occasionally, not knowing which way to turn. The wind rocked the bridge again; try to win another victory against mankind. Misty slipped. She closed her eyes, preparing for the impact, willed it to come, but a strong arm wrapped around her. It was Brock.
"Come on Misty, we have to get off this bridge.' He cried over the rumble of thunder.
Misty stood still, her loosened hair flowing in the wind, gently whipping her face. The rain washed over her cheeks hiding the tears. Why didn't Brock just let her fall? What had she to live for? Knowing that she had lost Ash forever, and that it was all her fault-how could she live with that?
"Misty!" Brock yelled again. He grabbed her by the shoulders. Her eyes looked into his - sorrowful-empty.
"We have to go to the town and get help. Misty he'll be okay. Now come on!" Brock tried to comfort her, but he wasn't even sure he believed his promises. He slowly tugged her along the rest of the bridge.
She glanced back only once, staring into the waters below.
"What have I done?" she whispered.
Author's Babble continued...
Ta da...um ya ^. ^ I'll put chapter 2 up if I get at least one review...
I don't ask for much!