The Emerald League ~ Paper Hearts
By Himitsu no Hi
The forest's trees trembled around the small wooden cabin, as if quivering under the darkness of the storm tossed sky. Inside the impassive wooden building, the fire gave a warm glow and a quiet tranquilness echoed through the walls. The girl sat gently swaying on her rocky chair. Bulba lay in her lap, gently snoring. The lightning flashed,
"One Jolteon, two Jolteon..." the thunder rumbled, "Its getting closer," she whispered, it wouldn't be long until the centre of the storm passed over them. Her long hair lay gently over her shoulders, still damp from the rain, her eyes sparkled as the lightning flashed again. The girl sat up suddenly as a noise unsettled the silence of the room.
"Chu!'
Slowly she stood up, putting her half-awake Bulba onto the floor she wandered quietly over to the small crib by the fire where the boy's Pikachu had been sleeping.
'Chu!"
She smiled and pulled the blanket closely around it,
'There, there little one.'
Little sparks flew from Pikachu's cheeks and its eyes fluttered open. Pikachu looked up at its surroundings, they were all so unfamiliar. Where was Ash? Had team Rocket beaten him?
"Hello there!" a gentle voice whispered, the softness of the words disintegrating any worry the Pokémon had. Pikachu turned its gaze to the girl. Her kind eyes smiled as she gently ticked its stomach.
"Chu.' Pikachu wriggled away from her hand as she stifled a laugh.
"How are you feeling?" the girl asked picking up the Pokémon.
'Chu... Chu Pika!' (Much better thank you!) Pikachu replied glancing around the room in search of Ash.
'Pika, Pika Pi?' (Where is Ash?)
The girl looked at it confused. Sleepily Bulba wandered over,
'Bulba?' (What is going on?)
The girl set Pikachu back down, and placed her Bulba next to it.
'Bulba, this is Pikachu.'
"Bulba!' (Hello)
"Pikachu!' (Hi, nice to meet you!)
The girl laughed,
"Oh and Pikachu, my name is Elena, nice to meet you."
She watched as Bulba and Pikachu talked, they seemed like old friends.
"Hey I bet you want to see the boy you were with right Pikachu?"
Pikachu's ears pricked up and it smiled,
'PIKA!' (Ash!)
Elena picked up both Pokémon and carried them out of the room into the corridor; stopping outside of one of the doors she pushed it open with her foot and padded inside.
The room was small, its blue decor was homely and the light from the bedside lamp gave a gentle glow.
Pikachu jumped down from Elena's hands and plodded over to the bed in the corner. It scrambled up onto the covers and looked down at Ash. He was sleeping quietly. His breathing was shallow; his hair was as messy as ever and was still a little damp. Pikachu, breathed a sigh of relief, Ash was okay too- but where were Misty and Brock?
Elena came up behind Pikachu and sat on a chair by the bedside table. Bulba struggled out of her arms and plodded to the end of the bed where most of Ash's clothes lay drying.
"So is this your trainer Pikachu?"
Pikachu nodded. Elena smiled. The young boy was handsome and although his appearance at first sight was almost devilish, he looked like an angel as he slept. Although he was at least a few years younger than she was, she sensed something special about him, something that instantly drew her to him. Bulba plodded back up to Elena, digging her in the ankle with its find.
"A Pokédex?" she asked rhetorically taking the red device from her Pokémon.
Opening it she pressed a few buttons,
'Lets find out who you are mystery boy." She muttered. Pressing one last button, a picture of the young boy appeared on the screen of the PokéDex.
"I am Dexter. A Pokédex programmed for Pokémon trainer Ash Ketchum of Pallet town."
Elena closed the PokéDex turning to gaze at the boy, who lay beside her,
"Hello Ash Ketchum," she whispered, stroking a strand of hair from his face,
"Its nice to meet you..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Brock lay in his dimly lit room. His legs out stretched on the soft bed, his hands behind his head as he stared into the blank pattern on the ceiling. Although he was extremely tired, sleep seemed to evade him; instead his mind was kept active with thoughts of the day.
He had stayed with Misty for a while, but there was nothing he could do to help her. Finally fatigue had won over and Brock gave in to his worn body and mind, he quietly left Misty as she fell into a silent trance. Closing the door to her room, he stopped, resting his back against the oak frame. So far he hadn't allowed himself to think about or accept what had happened, he didn't understand why Misty was so upset,
"This wasn't a big deal, no everything was fine..." he had told himself... but as he stood outside of Misty's room, his back against the door listening to her quiet sobs as she broke down again, the reality of the situation suddenly sank in. His stomach lurched...Ash was gone, his best friend was lost. Tears suddenly drowned his cheeks - what were they going to do?
And so for the past hour he had lain there on his bed pondering that very question...
What were they going to do?
...He was yet to find an answer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Misty sat on a chair in the corner of the dark room. After Brock had left she had turned out the lights, preferring a dark solitude. She stared into the emptiness of the room, her breathing dulled and quiet. Her mind was elsewhere, lost in happier times:
When they had all returned to Pallet town after Ash's third attempt in the Indigo league she knew that some thing had changed between them. Misty had sensed it for the first time when Ash had battled on Trovitta Island in the Orange league. The day she met Rudy. That seemed so long ago now. However, her true feelings hadn't made sense to her until the Pallet town Pokémon festival. Ash had walked over to her like a nervous schoolboy, his head staring down at his shuffling feet. She had looked up at him, a little surprised at his sudden appearance. As he lifted his head to look at her his smile beamed. He held out his hand towards her,
"You wanna dance Mist?"
It was then that her heart had fluttered for the first time. She replied by gently placing her hand in his. He held it tightly, but carefully and led her to the dance floor still smiling. Misty had also smiled; she couldn't believe Ash had asked her to dance...
He spun her around, placing his free hand onto her waist and pulling her close. She could barely breath. It was at this moment as she stared into his warm eyes that she realized her true feelings. It wasn't about her bike, it hadn't been for a long time now and it was more than friendship that made her stay with him on his journey. Holding him so close she understood that she never wanted to let go.
A silver tear slipped down her cheek. She blinked bringing her focus back to the room.
"And I never had the chance to tell you.' She whispered.
Lightning crashed out side. The wind howled blowing the window open, rain splattered into the room, whizzing through the darkness an icy breeze ruffled the sheets on her bed before encasing Misty within its frozen grasp.
She sat up, then wandered slowly over to the window in a dream like state. Her long hair flowed loosely over her shoulders as her face was sprayed with rain. The coldness of the night made her shiver. She stared out into the storm, stretching out her hand into the rain, gathering the drops of water in her palm.
"Tears from heaven' she thought.
Then calling out into the storm ravaged sky she whispered,
"If only tears could bring you back to me Ash."
In the distance, a light twinkled in the depths of the forest.
Author's Babble:
Hello! ^ . ^
Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed! I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far!!
As for your questions lets see-
Nope Ash doesn't loose his memory in this fic!
and
Nopey the girl isn't based on me at all!
^_^
Thankies again for your support! I'll be posting the next chappie soon!
H.n.H
By Himitsu no Hi
The forest's trees trembled around the small wooden cabin, as if quivering under the darkness of the storm tossed sky. Inside the impassive wooden building, the fire gave a warm glow and a quiet tranquilness echoed through the walls. The girl sat gently swaying on her rocky chair. Bulba lay in her lap, gently snoring. The lightning flashed,
"One Jolteon, two Jolteon..." the thunder rumbled, "Its getting closer," she whispered, it wouldn't be long until the centre of the storm passed over them. Her long hair lay gently over her shoulders, still damp from the rain, her eyes sparkled as the lightning flashed again. The girl sat up suddenly as a noise unsettled the silence of the room.
"Chu!'
Slowly she stood up, putting her half-awake Bulba onto the floor she wandered quietly over to the small crib by the fire where the boy's Pikachu had been sleeping.
'Chu!"
She smiled and pulled the blanket closely around it,
'There, there little one.'
Little sparks flew from Pikachu's cheeks and its eyes fluttered open. Pikachu looked up at its surroundings, they were all so unfamiliar. Where was Ash? Had team Rocket beaten him?
"Hello there!" a gentle voice whispered, the softness of the words disintegrating any worry the Pokémon had. Pikachu turned its gaze to the girl. Her kind eyes smiled as she gently ticked its stomach.
"Chu.' Pikachu wriggled away from her hand as she stifled a laugh.
"How are you feeling?" the girl asked picking up the Pokémon.
'Chu... Chu Pika!' (Much better thank you!) Pikachu replied glancing around the room in search of Ash.
'Pika, Pika Pi?' (Where is Ash?)
The girl looked at it confused. Sleepily Bulba wandered over,
'Bulba?' (What is going on?)
The girl set Pikachu back down, and placed her Bulba next to it.
'Bulba, this is Pikachu.'
"Bulba!' (Hello)
"Pikachu!' (Hi, nice to meet you!)
The girl laughed,
"Oh and Pikachu, my name is Elena, nice to meet you."
She watched as Bulba and Pikachu talked, they seemed like old friends.
"Hey I bet you want to see the boy you were with right Pikachu?"
Pikachu's ears pricked up and it smiled,
'PIKA!' (Ash!)
Elena picked up both Pokémon and carried them out of the room into the corridor; stopping outside of one of the doors she pushed it open with her foot and padded inside.
The room was small, its blue decor was homely and the light from the bedside lamp gave a gentle glow.
Pikachu jumped down from Elena's hands and plodded over to the bed in the corner. It scrambled up onto the covers and looked down at Ash. He was sleeping quietly. His breathing was shallow; his hair was as messy as ever and was still a little damp. Pikachu, breathed a sigh of relief, Ash was okay too- but where were Misty and Brock?
Elena came up behind Pikachu and sat on a chair by the bedside table. Bulba struggled out of her arms and plodded to the end of the bed where most of Ash's clothes lay drying.
"So is this your trainer Pikachu?"
Pikachu nodded. Elena smiled. The young boy was handsome and although his appearance at first sight was almost devilish, he looked like an angel as he slept. Although he was at least a few years younger than she was, she sensed something special about him, something that instantly drew her to him. Bulba plodded back up to Elena, digging her in the ankle with its find.
"A Pokédex?" she asked rhetorically taking the red device from her Pokémon.
Opening it she pressed a few buttons,
'Lets find out who you are mystery boy." She muttered. Pressing one last button, a picture of the young boy appeared on the screen of the PokéDex.
"I am Dexter. A Pokédex programmed for Pokémon trainer Ash Ketchum of Pallet town."
Elena closed the PokéDex turning to gaze at the boy, who lay beside her,
"Hello Ash Ketchum," she whispered, stroking a strand of hair from his face,
"Its nice to meet you..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Brock lay in his dimly lit room. His legs out stretched on the soft bed, his hands behind his head as he stared into the blank pattern on the ceiling. Although he was extremely tired, sleep seemed to evade him; instead his mind was kept active with thoughts of the day.
He had stayed with Misty for a while, but there was nothing he could do to help her. Finally fatigue had won over and Brock gave in to his worn body and mind, he quietly left Misty as she fell into a silent trance. Closing the door to her room, he stopped, resting his back against the oak frame. So far he hadn't allowed himself to think about or accept what had happened, he didn't understand why Misty was so upset,
"This wasn't a big deal, no everything was fine..." he had told himself... but as he stood outside of Misty's room, his back against the door listening to her quiet sobs as she broke down again, the reality of the situation suddenly sank in. His stomach lurched...Ash was gone, his best friend was lost. Tears suddenly drowned his cheeks - what were they going to do?
And so for the past hour he had lain there on his bed pondering that very question...
What were they going to do?
...He was yet to find an answer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Misty sat on a chair in the corner of the dark room. After Brock had left she had turned out the lights, preferring a dark solitude. She stared into the emptiness of the room, her breathing dulled and quiet. Her mind was elsewhere, lost in happier times:
When they had all returned to Pallet town after Ash's third attempt in the Indigo league she knew that some thing had changed between them. Misty had sensed it for the first time when Ash had battled on Trovitta Island in the Orange league. The day she met Rudy. That seemed so long ago now. However, her true feelings hadn't made sense to her until the Pallet town Pokémon festival. Ash had walked over to her like a nervous schoolboy, his head staring down at his shuffling feet. She had looked up at him, a little surprised at his sudden appearance. As he lifted his head to look at her his smile beamed. He held out his hand towards her,
"You wanna dance Mist?"
It was then that her heart had fluttered for the first time. She replied by gently placing her hand in his. He held it tightly, but carefully and led her to the dance floor still smiling. Misty had also smiled; she couldn't believe Ash had asked her to dance...
He spun her around, placing his free hand onto her waist and pulling her close. She could barely breath. It was at this moment as she stared into his warm eyes that she realized her true feelings. It wasn't about her bike, it hadn't been for a long time now and it was more than friendship that made her stay with him on his journey. Holding him so close she understood that she never wanted to let go.
A silver tear slipped down her cheek. She blinked bringing her focus back to the room.
"And I never had the chance to tell you.' She whispered.
Lightning crashed out side. The wind howled blowing the window open, rain splattered into the room, whizzing through the darkness an icy breeze ruffled the sheets on her bed before encasing Misty within its frozen grasp.
She sat up, then wandered slowly over to the window in a dream like state. Her long hair flowed loosely over her shoulders as her face was sprayed with rain. The coldness of the night made her shiver. She stared out into the storm, stretching out her hand into the rain, gathering the drops of water in her palm.
"Tears from heaven' she thought.
Then calling out into the storm ravaged sky she whispered,
"If only tears could bring you back to me Ash."
In the distance, a light twinkled in the depths of the forest.
Author's Babble:
Hello! ^ . ^
Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed! I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far!!
As for your questions lets see-
Nope Ash doesn't loose his memory in this fic!
and
Nopey the girl isn't based on me at all!
^_^
Thankies again for your support! I'll be posting the next chappie soon!
H.n.H