Different Worlds
~ . Sadistic Angel. ~
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Okay, this is the last chapter. I e-mailed all the people that asked me to, and I hope you all read this and enjoy it. I hadn't really had time to write, but I'm out of school now, so I had time to write this. Please Review. This is the last time you will EVER have to read this story. I'm thinking of an idea for another story, but I'm not sure. Maybe something humorous like my previous story 'Don't trust your mother with baby pictures of you.' Maybe even the sequel. Well, anyway, I enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Sabrina looked around the upstairs hall, not sure what door to open. If she opened the wrong one, she would fall into one of the traps they had set up for Miharu's protection. She closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on Miharu, but it was as if she wasn't there. It's as if she was gone, dead. or not herself. Her eyes widened in something like shock. Turning as pale as a ghost, she remembered his words. " What needs to be done, WILL be done."
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Professor Oak sat at his desk quietly. He poured a few powders together, and mixed them, making sure to put all the right amounts in. Suddenly his body stiffened as he felt HER in the room.
" What did you give me, old man?" Amita asked coldly.
" I gave you the medicine I've always given you before. Is something wrong?" he asked, trying not to swallow nervously.
" I've had headaches and I've blacked out a few times. Why? What did you put in the pills?"
" Nexodine Heranti. Right, Professor Oak?" Sabrina asked from behind both of the. They both turned to them, shock on the professor's face, confusion on Amita's.
"Nexodine Heranti is a drug made from a special plant found only in Denk. If given to a person, it can wipe out their memory. It was first used by the immortals to brainwash humans into helping them. They could erase your memories and create new ones. Give you a whole new personality. Unfortunately, it didn't work that well because the people had to keep taking the drug, so the immortals left that method. How long have you been taking that drug? More than 10 years. Didn't you start taking it around the time Miharu disappeared?" Sabrina looked at the horror clearly expressed in the professor's face. Confusion was still the dominating emotion in Amita's face.
" What are you talking about, Sabrina?" Amita asked, suddenly narrowing her eyes.
"Isn't it odd, Amita, that you haven't seen Miharu? What about that girl that pretended she was the chosen one during public events when the immortals might have been watching? Who was she? Her name was something with an 'A', I think. Wonder what happened to her. What did Miharu look like? Do you actually remember?" Sabrina asked question after question seeing the pieces connecting in her own head as well as in Amita's.
" But." Amita didn't have a chance finish, for Sabrina started up again.
" How? Well, it seems Professor Oak here was working for both sides. Just like your father. Magnus wanted you to start remembering. I don't know what he was planning, but he ordered the good professor here to reduce your dose of the Nexodine Heranti. The headaches and blackouts happen because your body was so used to the drug, that it is having difficulty dealing with the reduced doses. So while I thought I was hiding you from danger with the professor's help, I actually gave him and Magnus easy access."
Professor Oak, trying to take this moment of deep concentration between the women as an opportunity, quietly opened the doors. First the front door, then the ones in each hall. Finally, he opened the one to the lab. He quietly began walking away. When he was about one foot away from the door, Amita turned around, her eyes glowing red, and struck him with a strong mental blow. He collapsed to the floor, dead.
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Ash let go of Misty, his mind finally clear.
" Amita. Where is she?" he asked, turning around wildly.
" She teleported out at some point." Duplica answered cautiously.
" Where did she go?
" I don't know. Either way, we have no way of teleporting anywhere." Brock put in. Duplica shook her head.
" I have an idea." She took out her ditto.
" Ditto, transform into an Alakazam and transport us to wherever they are."
The ditto morphed obediently. Then they all disappeared.
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Sabrina sat by Miharu/Amita on the grass next to a tombstone.
"Miharu Ketchum. Died at age 11. Daughter of the great leader, Magnus. Killed by rebel leader. Amita?" Miharu looked at Sabrina wide-eyed.
"She was probably murdered and buried under your name. The immortals wanted sympathy, so they blamed the rebels. They wanted to kill you because they knew that Magnus' 2 children, you and Ash, were the chosen leaders for the two opposite sides. Magnus pretended to have buried you, when it was really Amita. He kept you as Amita to keep you safe. So he could use you later. Magnus always had his own agenda."
Suddenly, Ash, Misty, Brock, and Duplica appeared in front of them. Ash looked at both Sabrina and Amita. Amita's face was buried in her hands. Ash looked down at the tombstone. His face went completely pale as he read the inscription. He looked at Amita and was suddenly filled with rage.
" You." was all he managed to get out before he lunged at her. Taking the knife out of his jacket, he stabbed as hard as he could manage. Then it all became blurred as he himself fell to the floor in pain, grabbing his stomach in the same place he had stabbed Amita. Misty ran to him, and found no wound. Amita lay on the floor, bleeding.
" I'm sorry." Amita managed to choke out, "that it ended. this. way. I love you, Ash. This.had to.be done."
"What does she mean?" Ash demanded of Sabrina.
" That's Miharu. She and the real Amita were exchanged when they were younger. That is you sister." Sabrina looked at Ash. His face a mixture of emotion. He dropped on his knees and landed near Amita.
" Miharu?" the name came out distorted and choked. " I. killed you."
" You had to. The prophecy said that while the two chosen leaders could not both live in harmony, the death of one by the other's hand would bring peace between that two sides for a hundred years. You did what Destiny demanded. You should not be sorry for that. It was either her or thousands of innocent people."
Ash stared at Miharu, tears falling down his cheeks.
" I'm sorry." Was all he could choke out. She managed a smile, and went peacefully, the smile still on her face after she passed away.
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Misty held the baby close to Ash so he could see her up-close.
" They even look alike. I think it fits." Misty said with a half-smile. He nodded.
" You're going to be just as beautiful and brave as your aunt was, Miharu. Your whole family will be. Your children, and their children will all be like her." And indeed they were. For prophecies come true, and a century doesn't last forever. It is only a hundred years long.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Okay, I don't own pokemon or any other anime.
Okay, this is the last chapter. I e-mailed all the people that asked me to, and I hope you all read this and enjoy it. I hadn't really had time to write, but I'm out of school now, so I had time to write this. Please Review. This is the last time you will EVER have to read this story. I'm thinking of an idea for another story, but I'm not sure. Maybe something humorous like my previous story 'Don't trust your mother with baby pictures of you.' Maybe even the sequel. Well, anyway, I enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Sabrina looked around the upstairs hall, not sure what door to open. If she opened the wrong one, she would fall into one of the traps they had set up for Miharu's protection. She closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on Miharu, but it was as if she wasn't there. It's as if she was gone, dead. or not herself. Her eyes widened in something like shock. Turning as pale as a ghost, she remembered his words. " What needs to be done, WILL be done."
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Professor Oak sat at his desk quietly. He poured a few powders together, and mixed them, making sure to put all the right amounts in. Suddenly his body stiffened as he felt HER in the room.
" What did you give me, old man?" Amita asked coldly.
" I gave you the medicine I've always given you before. Is something wrong?" he asked, trying not to swallow nervously.
" I've had headaches and I've blacked out a few times. Why? What did you put in the pills?"
" Nexodine Heranti. Right, Professor Oak?" Sabrina asked from behind both of the. They both turned to them, shock on the professor's face, confusion on Amita's.
"Nexodine Heranti is a drug made from a special plant found only in Denk. If given to a person, it can wipe out their memory. It was first used by the immortals to brainwash humans into helping them. They could erase your memories and create new ones. Give you a whole new personality. Unfortunately, it didn't work that well because the people had to keep taking the drug, so the immortals left that method. How long have you been taking that drug? More than 10 years. Didn't you start taking it around the time Miharu disappeared?" Sabrina looked at the horror clearly expressed in the professor's face. Confusion was still the dominating emotion in Amita's face.
" What are you talking about, Sabrina?" Amita asked, suddenly narrowing her eyes.
"Isn't it odd, Amita, that you haven't seen Miharu? What about that girl that pretended she was the chosen one during public events when the immortals might have been watching? Who was she? Her name was something with an 'A', I think. Wonder what happened to her. What did Miharu look like? Do you actually remember?" Sabrina asked question after question seeing the pieces connecting in her own head as well as in Amita's.
" But." Amita didn't have a chance finish, for Sabrina started up again.
" How? Well, it seems Professor Oak here was working for both sides. Just like your father. Magnus wanted you to start remembering. I don't know what he was planning, but he ordered the good professor here to reduce your dose of the Nexodine Heranti. The headaches and blackouts happen because your body was so used to the drug, that it is having difficulty dealing with the reduced doses. So while I thought I was hiding you from danger with the professor's help, I actually gave him and Magnus easy access."
Professor Oak, trying to take this moment of deep concentration between the women as an opportunity, quietly opened the doors. First the front door, then the ones in each hall. Finally, he opened the one to the lab. He quietly began walking away. When he was about one foot away from the door, Amita turned around, her eyes glowing red, and struck him with a strong mental blow. He collapsed to the floor, dead.
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Ash let go of Misty, his mind finally clear.
" Amita. Where is she?" he asked, turning around wildly.
" She teleported out at some point." Duplica answered cautiously.
" Where did she go?
" I don't know. Either way, we have no way of teleporting anywhere." Brock put in. Duplica shook her head.
" I have an idea." She took out her ditto.
" Ditto, transform into an Alakazam and transport us to wherever they are."
The ditto morphed obediently. Then they all disappeared.
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Sabrina sat by Miharu/Amita on the grass next to a tombstone.
"Miharu Ketchum. Died at age 11. Daughter of the great leader, Magnus. Killed by rebel leader. Amita?" Miharu looked at Sabrina wide-eyed.
"She was probably murdered and buried under your name. The immortals wanted sympathy, so they blamed the rebels. They wanted to kill you because they knew that Magnus' 2 children, you and Ash, were the chosen leaders for the two opposite sides. Magnus pretended to have buried you, when it was really Amita. He kept you as Amita to keep you safe. So he could use you later. Magnus always had his own agenda."
Suddenly, Ash, Misty, Brock, and Duplica appeared in front of them. Ash looked at both Sabrina and Amita. Amita's face was buried in her hands. Ash looked down at the tombstone. His face went completely pale as he read the inscription. He looked at Amita and was suddenly filled with rage.
" You." was all he managed to get out before he lunged at her. Taking the knife out of his jacket, he stabbed as hard as he could manage. Then it all became blurred as he himself fell to the floor in pain, grabbing his stomach in the same place he had stabbed Amita. Misty ran to him, and found no wound. Amita lay on the floor, bleeding.
" I'm sorry." Amita managed to choke out, "that it ended. this. way. I love you, Ash. This.had to.be done."
"What does she mean?" Ash demanded of Sabrina.
" That's Miharu. She and the real Amita were exchanged when they were younger. That is you sister." Sabrina looked at Ash. His face a mixture of emotion. He dropped on his knees and landed near Amita.
" Miharu?" the name came out distorted and choked. " I. killed you."
" You had to. The prophecy said that while the two chosen leaders could not both live in harmony, the death of one by the other's hand would bring peace between that two sides for a hundred years. You did what Destiny demanded. You should not be sorry for that. It was either her or thousands of innocent people."
Ash stared at Miharu, tears falling down his cheeks.
" I'm sorry." Was all he could choke out. She managed a smile, and went peacefully, the smile still on her face after she passed away.
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Misty held the baby close to Ash so he could see her up-close.
" They even look alike. I think it fits." Misty said with a half-smile. He nodded.
" You're going to be just as beautiful and brave as your aunt was, Miharu. Your whole family will be. Your children, and their children will all be like her." And indeed they were. For prophecies come true, and a century doesn't last forever. It is only a hundred years long.