Esylie: Hello! This is my first pokemon fic, so please be kind! Um, I don't
own Pokemon, so don't sue me, please...
Later on in this, I will be adding some of my own characters, so please don't
steal them. Oh, and if Pepsi is reading this, just wait! You will be showing
up in this soon! ^_^
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Chapter One:
I looked down at myself. The soft, dark blue silk of my shirt clung tightly
to my upper body, and the long white silk skirt I wore cascaded down over my
thin, pale legs. My bright orange hair flowed loosely over my shoulders,
framing my pallid face, that held my shimmering aqua colored eyes, that held
much despair that I tried not to show, but I guess it showed up tonight.
"You okay, Misty?" asked Tracy, as he walked over to the table where I was
sitting, staring off into the beautiful heavens above.
Straining a smile, I replied, "Ya, I'm okay Trace. Why do you ask?" I knew
that was probably the wrong thing to say, that he might probing me for
answers, but hell, was I wrong.
"Okay Mist. You just looked like you were about to cry if you were alone.
So, how do you like this party so far?"
He really did look stunning in the light of the full moon. The skull white
moon shimmered off his silky red shirt and he actually was wearing some black
pants for a change, instead of those dreary looking shorts. His hair was
neatly combed, held off his forehead with his red headband and he smiled his
award winning smile.
Looking around at the people dancing and talking, I replied, "The party is
okay. The music is good, and the food is great, but..."
"But you wish Ash wasn't so cruel."
How did he do that? I only nodded, not wanting to look into his face, in case
he saw the tears that were welling within my eyes. How could Ash do this to
me? How could he be so cruel, so heartless, as to push my love away like that?
Flashback
"Ash, you know that we have been friends for a long time..."
"Uh, ya..."
"Well, I just wanted to say..." How the hell was I going to tell him that I
liked him? I had summoned up all of my strength. I was going to tell him that
I truly cared for him, but how? Would he like me back? Or was I just a lost
cause?
"Yes, what is it Misty?" He was a little impatient, but that was Ash.
Stubborn, crude, dense Ash. The Ash I had fallen in love with so many years
ago...
"Well, I kinda like you, as in like..." I finally stammered. I looked up into
Ash's light brown eyes...
His eyes were filled with laughter, and his face broke out in a wide grin.
"Ya, sure Mist. Now, what did you actually drag me out of bed for?"
It was then that I had slapped him.
It was no light slap either. This slap of mine actually knocked him off his
feet.
Ash grabbed the side of his face, and stumbled to his feet, an angry look in
his beautiful brown eyes. "What the hell was that for!?" he screamed at me.
"What do you think that was for!" I yelled back, trying hard to hold back the
tears that threatened to fall. "I just confessed that I actually liked you,
and what do you do!? Throw it all back in my face!" Ash stood mute, watching
as hot tears of rejection fell down my pale white face.
"Misty I..."
"I have nothing to say to you, Ash Ketchum!" I screamed, as I ran back towards
the clearing where Brock, Ash and myself had set up camp for the night.
Brock was sitting at the fire, cooking our evening meal, when I had burst
through the trees, tears streaming down my face. I said nothing to him, and
ran over to my things. I had all my stuff packed by the time Brock had come
over.
"Misty, what's wrong? Where's Ash?" he whispered as he put a hand on my
shoulder.
"I don't care where Ash is, and I never want to see him again," I stated.
I placed the one strapped backpack over my shoulder, and started walking
away from the camp when Ash came back. His cheek was still red where I had
hit him. I looked away from him, and walked silently out of the camp.
"What the hell happened?" Brock demanded, as he turned to Ash.
The last words that I heard before I was out of range came from Ash's mouth.
"Nothing..."
End Flashback
"Don't worry about it, Mist." I knew Tracey was trying his hardest to cheer
me up.
Everything reminded me of Ash, and could stop it. Not Tracey, not chocolate,
not even my pokémon, whom had been very supportive of me, even Psyduck.
I sighed. I was here in Pallet town, staying at Professor Oaks lab, waiting
for the next ship to Cinnabar. I thought that would calm me down, being close
to the sea...
But the ship was delayed, so I was stuck in Pallet for a few more weeks. The
Professor said that I could stay in the guest room as long as I needed to,
and I thanked him for that.
To try and get my mind off of Ash, Tracey had taken me to a small dance on
the outskirts of town. Many young kids, the same age as Tracey and myself,
were there, listening to the music, talking to each other, and dancing.
"How could he do this to me, Tracey?" I whimpered, as tears started to fall
from my eyes, streaking down my pale face. How could he do this to me? After
all we've been through!
Tracey put a protective arm around my shoulders. "I don't know, Misty. I knew
that Ash was dense, but I never thought he could be so cold hearted. Hey, do
you wanna go take a walk by the ocean?"
He said the right thing. My face lit up, and we starting to walk to the
ocean.
I love the ocean. It was so peaceful, so serene, so quiet...
It was the only thing that didn't remind me of Ash Ketchum.
I sighed happily. I never thought that Tracey could be so kind to me. I had
really been a bitch lately, and I didn't disserve his friendship, but he gave
it to me, just the same.
"Tracey?" I asked slowly, as my eyes swept over the ocean before me.
"Yes, Misty?" he asked, as he looked at my figure, a strange look in his eyes.
"I- I just want to thank you for being here for me, even though I don't deserve
it..."
"What do you mean?" he asked. "Of coarse you deserve my friendship, and don't
you dare think differently, okay?"
"Ya, okay Trace. I just wanted to thank you," I whispered. "If not for you,
one of my best friends being here for me, then I don't think I would have
made it. Thank you."
"You're very welcome, Misty. I'm just happy that you consider me not only a
friend, but a best friend. Thank you, Mist." He slowly lifted an arm, and
wiped a tear from my cheek, then he took me up in his strong arms, and just
held me.
"Thanks," I said, as he let me go. "I needed a hug, and a little talk..."
"Well, you know Misty, that whenever you need a hug and someone to talk to,
I'll always be here. All you need to do is call me, and I'll come."
"Ya. Thanks Trace..." Then, I told him I thought that I would tell no one.
I told him what I was planning, to get away from everything. All the stress.
I told him that I was going to fake my death, then change my identity...
"Well," said Tracey as he looked into my sea blue eyes, "if that is what you
truly want to do, then I support your decision."
Smiling, I said, "Well, you know that you can't tell anyone, right?"
"Promise. I will not tell another living soul as long as I live."
"Thank you, Tracey. If there is anyway I can thank you..."
"Well, you can let me help you, and stay in touch with me when your gone!"
I smiled. "Sure," I answered.
"Well, I suppose we should go back to the lab. And we have to start brain
storming names for you."
"Ya. Thanks Trace."
As we started to walk back to the lab, I knew that my life was starting
anew. I was happy, for once in that week, I truly felt happy. I was going to
start my life over again, starting on Cinnabar Island...
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Esylie: So, what did you think? Was it good, bad? Don't ask me where I got the
plot line for this, cuz I don't know. Well, please review! Also, if you have
any suggestions, please e-mail me at "waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com".
I can use all the help I can get! ^_^ Thanks for reading!
~~Esylie Reechan~~
own Pokemon, so don't sue me, please...
Later on in this, I will be adding some of my own characters, so please don't
steal them. Oh, and if Pepsi is reading this, just wait! You will be showing
up in this soon! ^_^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter One:
I looked down at myself. The soft, dark blue silk of my shirt clung tightly
to my upper body, and the long white silk skirt I wore cascaded down over my
thin, pale legs. My bright orange hair flowed loosely over my shoulders,
framing my pallid face, that held my shimmering aqua colored eyes, that held
much despair that I tried not to show, but I guess it showed up tonight.
"You okay, Misty?" asked Tracy, as he walked over to the table where I was
sitting, staring off into the beautiful heavens above.
Straining a smile, I replied, "Ya, I'm okay Trace. Why do you ask?" I knew
that was probably the wrong thing to say, that he might probing me for
answers, but hell, was I wrong.
"Okay Mist. You just looked like you were about to cry if you were alone.
So, how do you like this party so far?"
He really did look stunning in the light of the full moon. The skull white
moon shimmered off his silky red shirt and he actually was wearing some black
pants for a change, instead of those dreary looking shorts. His hair was
neatly combed, held off his forehead with his red headband and he smiled his
award winning smile.
Looking around at the people dancing and talking, I replied, "The party is
okay. The music is good, and the food is great, but..."
"But you wish Ash wasn't so cruel."
How did he do that? I only nodded, not wanting to look into his face, in case
he saw the tears that were welling within my eyes. How could Ash do this to
me? How could he be so cruel, so heartless, as to push my love away like that?
Flashback
"Ash, you know that we have been friends for a long time..."
"Uh, ya..."
"Well, I just wanted to say..." How the hell was I going to tell him that I
liked him? I had summoned up all of my strength. I was going to tell him that
I truly cared for him, but how? Would he like me back? Or was I just a lost
cause?
"Yes, what is it Misty?" He was a little impatient, but that was Ash.
Stubborn, crude, dense Ash. The Ash I had fallen in love with so many years
ago...
"Well, I kinda like you, as in like..." I finally stammered. I looked up into
Ash's light brown eyes...
His eyes were filled with laughter, and his face broke out in a wide grin.
"Ya, sure Mist. Now, what did you actually drag me out of bed for?"
It was then that I had slapped him.
It was no light slap either. This slap of mine actually knocked him off his
feet.
Ash grabbed the side of his face, and stumbled to his feet, an angry look in
his beautiful brown eyes. "What the hell was that for!?" he screamed at me.
"What do you think that was for!" I yelled back, trying hard to hold back the
tears that threatened to fall. "I just confessed that I actually liked you,
and what do you do!? Throw it all back in my face!" Ash stood mute, watching
as hot tears of rejection fell down my pale white face.
"Misty I..."
"I have nothing to say to you, Ash Ketchum!" I screamed, as I ran back towards
the clearing where Brock, Ash and myself had set up camp for the night.
Brock was sitting at the fire, cooking our evening meal, when I had burst
through the trees, tears streaming down my face. I said nothing to him, and
ran over to my things. I had all my stuff packed by the time Brock had come
over.
"Misty, what's wrong? Where's Ash?" he whispered as he put a hand on my
shoulder.
"I don't care where Ash is, and I never want to see him again," I stated.
I placed the one strapped backpack over my shoulder, and started walking
away from the camp when Ash came back. His cheek was still red where I had
hit him. I looked away from him, and walked silently out of the camp.
"What the hell happened?" Brock demanded, as he turned to Ash.
The last words that I heard before I was out of range came from Ash's mouth.
"Nothing..."
End Flashback
"Don't worry about it, Mist." I knew Tracey was trying his hardest to cheer
me up.
Everything reminded me of Ash, and could stop it. Not Tracey, not chocolate,
not even my pokémon, whom had been very supportive of me, even Psyduck.
I sighed. I was here in Pallet town, staying at Professor Oaks lab, waiting
for the next ship to Cinnabar. I thought that would calm me down, being close
to the sea...
But the ship was delayed, so I was stuck in Pallet for a few more weeks. The
Professor said that I could stay in the guest room as long as I needed to,
and I thanked him for that.
To try and get my mind off of Ash, Tracey had taken me to a small dance on
the outskirts of town. Many young kids, the same age as Tracey and myself,
were there, listening to the music, talking to each other, and dancing.
"How could he do this to me, Tracey?" I whimpered, as tears started to fall
from my eyes, streaking down my pale face. How could he do this to me? After
all we've been through!
Tracey put a protective arm around my shoulders. "I don't know, Misty. I knew
that Ash was dense, but I never thought he could be so cold hearted. Hey, do
you wanna go take a walk by the ocean?"
He said the right thing. My face lit up, and we starting to walk to the
ocean.
I love the ocean. It was so peaceful, so serene, so quiet...
It was the only thing that didn't remind me of Ash Ketchum.
I sighed happily. I never thought that Tracey could be so kind to me. I had
really been a bitch lately, and I didn't disserve his friendship, but he gave
it to me, just the same.
"Tracey?" I asked slowly, as my eyes swept over the ocean before me.
"Yes, Misty?" he asked, as he looked at my figure, a strange look in his eyes.
"I- I just want to thank you for being here for me, even though I don't deserve
it..."
"What do you mean?" he asked. "Of coarse you deserve my friendship, and don't
you dare think differently, okay?"
"Ya, okay Trace. I just wanted to thank you," I whispered. "If not for you,
one of my best friends being here for me, then I don't think I would have
made it. Thank you."
"You're very welcome, Misty. I'm just happy that you consider me not only a
friend, but a best friend. Thank you, Mist." He slowly lifted an arm, and
wiped a tear from my cheek, then he took me up in his strong arms, and just
held me.
"Thanks," I said, as he let me go. "I needed a hug, and a little talk..."
"Well, you know Misty, that whenever you need a hug and someone to talk to,
I'll always be here. All you need to do is call me, and I'll come."
"Ya. Thanks Trace..." Then, I told him I thought that I would tell no one.
I told him what I was planning, to get away from everything. All the stress.
I told him that I was going to fake my death, then change my identity...
"Well," said Tracey as he looked into my sea blue eyes, "if that is what you
truly want to do, then I support your decision."
Smiling, I said, "Well, you know that you can't tell anyone, right?"
"Promise. I will not tell another living soul as long as I live."
"Thank you, Tracey. If there is anyway I can thank you..."
"Well, you can let me help you, and stay in touch with me when your gone!"
I smiled. "Sure," I answered.
"Well, I suppose we should go back to the lab. And we have to start brain
storming names for you."
"Ya. Thanks Trace."
As we started to walk back to the lab, I knew that my life was starting
anew. I was happy, for once in that week, I truly felt happy. I was going to
start my life over again, starting on Cinnabar Island...
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Esylie: So, what did you think? Was it good, bad? Don't ask me where I got the
plot line for this, cuz I don't know. Well, please review! Also, if you have
any suggestions, please e-mail me at "waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com".
I can use all the help I can get! ^_^ Thanks for reading!
~~Esylie Reechan~~