Ages: 30-Ash, 30-May, 30-Gary, 33-Luna, 12-Jessica, 6-Arianna
- 11 -
Ash and May looked at Viridian Lake. He sighed. May looked at him. "Let me guess, pokemon training?" she asked.
He nodded. "My very first day." Ash looked at the calm water. The wind blew and made waves of it.
The bushes shuddered to their left. Ash and May looked over at the spot. Gary stepped out, something hidden behind him. "Hello, Ash. Hello, May," he said.
"What are you doing here?" May asked.
"To do what I've wanted to do for years," Gary said. He drew a gun out.
"What are you going to do?" May asked. Gary smirked.
"Kill Ash," he said softly.
Gary pointed the gun at Ash's chest. "You wouldn't dare," Ash snarled.
"I dare," Gary said. May stood in front of Ash.
"If you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first," she said. Ash looked at her.
"May, stay out of this!" he said.
"No," she said. Gary looked at her.
"He'll die anyway, you alive or not!" he said. May shrugged.
"So what?" she said. Gary gave her a hard look.
"Fine, see if I care," he said. Gary pulled the trigger of the gun. Ash quickly pushed May down on the ground.
Gary pulled the trigger four times in a row, making Ash get hit five times in the chest. He fell to his knees on the ground.
"ASH!" May yelled. He looked in her direction.
May scrambled over to Ash. He started spitting up blood. She dialed 911 on a cell phone she had and asked for an ambulance. Gary threw the gun as far into the lake as he could to get rid of it.
Gary walked out of the area as they heard noises of the ambulance and a police car. Ash choked from lack of air. He spit more blood out.
She heard someone run through the trees. Whoever it was burst out. A badge shone with the light of the moon. His blue eyes had hardness to them. "What has happened?" he asked.
"We need to get Ash to the hospital now," May said. He looked at her.
"The pokemon master?" he asked.
May groaned. "Not now!" she said. She looked up. A woman was walking towards them.
"Jazzie," May said. She looked at May.
"What did he do this time?" she asked.
"Got shot five times." May said. Jazzie frowned.
"Tim!" Jazzie called, "Get the stretcher here, now!"
Tim pulled it to them. "You ain't walking this time," Jazzie said.
Ash didn't reply to her remark. Tim and Jazzie got him onto the stretcher. He choked again. "I think he might have a punctured lung." Tim said.
May followed Tim and Jazzie to the ambulance. She helped them get the stretcher up into the back of it. "I'm going with," she said.
They looked at her. Jazzie shrugged and got into the front. She turned the sirens on and the engine on. May and Tim got in the back.
Ash shut his eyes, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes. It hurt to even try to breath. May put a hand on his forehead. He shuddered.
The ambulance bounced when it hit a speed bump at the hospital. They
got Ash to the emergency room. A doctor got in there right away. "Hmmm."
"Nurse! Get one of the operating rooms ready!" he called.
"Yes sir!" she squeaked. She hurried out.
"What's happened to him?" May asked.
"You said he got shot five times.three of the bullets somehow got wedged in-between his ribs, one got him in his right lung, and the last one has unloosened it's self and got his other lung. Odd as that may be." he said, "We have to do a operation for even the slightest chance for him to survive."
"Oh," she sighed. The doctor walked by. He opened the doors to the operation room a few minutes later, ready.
"Ok, we need you to drink this," he said. Ash looked at the doctor.
Whatever it was, tasted nasty. He stuck his tongue out like a sickened child.
Ash suddenly felt tired. He shut his eyes slowly, everything going out of view. He fell into a deep sleep.
May looked around the room. She was worried. "He'll be fine, May," Luna said.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"Ash isn't going to die without a fight. He wouldn't just give up. He'd be giving up on you, Jessica, and Arianna if he did that, and he knows it," Luna said.
May couldn't respond to what Luna said. She knew that Luna was right.
The doctor took three of the fives bullets out. He sighed. Now came the hard part. The nurse gave the doctor a few instruments to use. He got to work.
Jazzie came and sat down next to May after a few hours. "They're going to get Ash into the recovery room," she said.
"Is he all right?" May asked.
"We think so. Sadly, he's in a coma. He won't come out of it until a few days," Jazzie said.
"I want him taken to our house in two days," May said.
"Why?" Jazzie asked.
"Ash never liked hospitals, and won't like it, staying in one!" May said.
"We can arrange it." Jazzie said, "I'll go tell the doctor that he saw."
Jazzie walked into the emergency room. It was five minutes by the time she came back. "Ok, he said Ash can stay at the house," she said. May smiled. ************************************************************** Arianna got up from her game, when a knock at the door interrupted. She opened the door, and looked up at a man leaning against the side of the house, smiling. "Who are you?" she asked.
"My name is Dean." he replied, looking at her, "Dean Walker. Is your mother home, by chance?"
"Yeah," Arianna said, "Do you want her?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"Mommy!" Arianna yelled, walking toward the kitchen, "Some weird guy is here to see you!"
Chuckling, Dean waited. Shaking her head, May walked over. "I am so sorry!" she sighed, "Arianna can be so rude sometimes!"
"No need!" he said, "Everyone calls me weird. I take it as a compliment!"
"Oh. Good!" May said, "How are you, Dean? How's your son?"
"Terrific!" Dean laughed, "But, I'm not here for a friendly visit, I'm afraid. Business."
"Ah." May frowned at Dean. "What do you need?"
"Information, of course," he sighed sadly, "being a lousy reporter, ya know. I don't mean to cause any harm-" Dean shrugged apologetically, "- but, I have my son and wife to care for."
"Understood completely," May replied, nodded, "Come in. No need standing around in the doorway."
"Boss man said I should do an article about the incident," Dean said, "You don't mind, do you?"
"With you?" May laughed, "No! With the others, yes. All the twisting of words, and impatience! Go on ahead."
Dean laughed, shaking his blonde head. "Um, how did it happen?" he asked.
"Well," May looked at him, "it's strange. Gary, he's my brother, shot him! And on top of that, he would've done the same to ME, because I got in the way!"
"And?" Dean asked. May frowned, and continued on, Dean giving her a horrified look at her explanation. "Oh my, I can't believe your own brother would do such a thing, to his sister's husband, no less!"
"I don't think I can ever-" May started.
"Mom!" Jessica ran in. "You need to get upstairs!"
"Why?" she asked.
"Dad!" was the response given. May and Dean followed the frantic girl. "Miss Penelope can't stop it!"
"Can't stop what?" Dean asked. Jessica sighed.
"He's choking on something!"
"That woman is about as useful as the grass outside!" May snapped, shoving the door open. A middle-aged woman stood nearby, looking at them timidly. "What is going on?"
"Ah, I-I-" she stuttered. May pushed her out of the way, glaring at her.
"Fill this glass!" she barked, throwing the empty glass at to the nurse. Miss Penelope staggered into the bathroom. May turned to her husband, who was sitting up in bed, doubled over in pain, shaking violently from the choking.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, May put a hand over his mouth. Trembling, he pushed her away. Falling off the bed, she hit her head. May pulled herself back up.
"That didn't stop it!' Miss Penelope commented, "You don't know what you are doing!"
"Shut up!" May snapped, "I am making more progress then you did!"
May struggled back into her normal posture, head throbbing. "Let's try this again," she said.
She pressed her lips against his, pinning him down. "If you don't calm down," she whispered, "you are going to end up hurting someone, most likely being me."
Ash struggled helplessly, until finally, he gave up. Fumbling around, he grabbed the notepad on the table, and a pen. Scribbling down a note, he shoved it in front of May's face.
Glancing at it, May's eyes went wide. Turning to Jessica, she said, "Jess, get me a bucket from the bathroom, will you?"
Jessica nodded, and ran into the bathroom. She came back out a minute later. After handing it to her father, she back off. Almost immediately, Ash stuck his head into it.
May frowned at him. "Dad, are you alright?" Jessica asked.
Ash shook his head. He looked at May, frowning. "Are you ok now? You aren't going to choke to death?" she asked.
That forced a smile out. "Try getting some rest." May said, "I'll come up later to see how you're doing, because-" she dropped her voice, "- that nurse might as well just be a statue or something, as useful as she is. Can't do her job."
Ash smiled, and laughed. "Miss Penelope, Jessica, Dean, why don't you all just go downstairs? I'll help Ash," she suggested.
Nodding, they left. May handed the glass of water to him. "Thanks May," he whispered, voice husky from lack of talking.
"It's ok," she said, running her hand through his hair, smiling. Ash slid down under the blankets, wincing slightly.
"Yeah..." he said, drifting off.
**************************************************************
Ash curled up to go to sleep at 9 P.M. that Sunday. He looked around the room before shutting his eyes. Jazzie silently slid in to check the I.V. She left.
It was I:00 A.M. when Ash woke up for no reason. He looked around a bit. Fear hit him faster then you could say 'Pichu.' "May? May? Where are you?" he asked softly.
He got no reply. Ash sat up. "MAY!" he yelled.
Jazzie came in to see what was happening. She frowned. "Ash, what is it?" she asked.
Ash looked at her. "Where's May?" he asked.
"Um, I think-," she said. He looked at her in fear.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAY!" he cried, before she could finish. Jazzie frowned again. She heard footsteps in the hallway.
"Ash, what is it?" someone asked. May walked in and sat down on the edge of the bed. She had on shorts and a t-shirt, her hair up in a ponytail.
Ash hugged her around the waist and had his head on her chest, tears streaming down his cheeks silently. May looked at Jazzie in surprise. "Am I the only one that didn't suspect that?" she asked.
"No, I didn't expect him to do that either," Jazzie said. Jessica came to the door. May saw Arianna standing behind her, holding Mew, who made meowing sounds.
"What's happening?" Jessica asked.
"What's the matter with Daddy?" Arianna asked, rubbing her tired eyes.
"Nothing." May said, "Just go back to bed." Jessica nodded and took Arianna back to bed. May looked at Ash.
She frowned. Ash had been jumpy all week. A car had started up outside and it sounded like a gunshot. He had hid under the covers for several minutes in apprehension.
At the moment he seemed so vulnerable and fragile. The littlest thing could make him go into a panic attack. "Ash, what is the matter?" she asked.
"I.don't.want.to.be.by.my.self," he cried. May frowned.
"It isn't that you don't want to be, it's that you're afraid to be," May said.
"No.I'm.not.afraid," Ash said. May frowned again.
"Ash, yes you are. You're just too stubborn to say you are!" May said.
"No.no," he said. Jazzie looked at them.
"Is he going to give you a straight answer?" she asked. May shook her head.
"No." Jazzie frowned.
"The head doctor said that no one is to be in here during the night."
"But, didn't the doctor also say that he should get as much sleep as possible?" May asked. Jazzie nodded. "Well, for one thing, he ain't going to get any without me in here and two," May finished, "Ash isn't going to let go of me."
"Oh. Then why don't you stay in here and we not tell the doctor?"
"Good idea. Let's do just that." May said, "Ash, let go."
"Nah-ah," Ash said. May frowned.
"Oh, I ain't going to leave you," she said. Ash looked at her. His eyes were red and puffy from crying.
"I'll leave," Jazzie said. She walked out the door. May felt Ash go tense when the branches of the trees creaked and groaned in the wind.
"Ash." May said. Even with her, Ash was easy to scare.
- 11 -
Ash and May looked at Viridian Lake. He sighed. May looked at him. "Let me guess, pokemon training?" she asked.
He nodded. "My very first day." Ash looked at the calm water. The wind blew and made waves of it.
The bushes shuddered to their left. Ash and May looked over at the spot. Gary stepped out, something hidden behind him. "Hello, Ash. Hello, May," he said.
"What are you doing here?" May asked.
"To do what I've wanted to do for years," Gary said. He drew a gun out.
"What are you going to do?" May asked. Gary smirked.
"Kill Ash," he said softly.
Gary pointed the gun at Ash's chest. "You wouldn't dare," Ash snarled.
"I dare," Gary said. May stood in front of Ash.
"If you want to kill him, you'll have to kill me first," she said. Ash looked at her.
"May, stay out of this!" he said.
"No," she said. Gary looked at her.
"He'll die anyway, you alive or not!" he said. May shrugged.
"So what?" she said. Gary gave her a hard look.
"Fine, see if I care," he said. Gary pulled the trigger of the gun. Ash quickly pushed May down on the ground.
Gary pulled the trigger four times in a row, making Ash get hit five times in the chest. He fell to his knees on the ground.
"ASH!" May yelled. He looked in her direction.
May scrambled over to Ash. He started spitting up blood. She dialed 911 on a cell phone she had and asked for an ambulance. Gary threw the gun as far into the lake as he could to get rid of it.
Gary walked out of the area as they heard noises of the ambulance and a police car. Ash choked from lack of air. He spit more blood out.
She heard someone run through the trees. Whoever it was burst out. A badge shone with the light of the moon. His blue eyes had hardness to them. "What has happened?" he asked.
"We need to get Ash to the hospital now," May said. He looked at her.
"The pokemon master?" he asked.
May groaned. "Not now!" she said. She looked up. A woman was walking towards them.
"Jazzie," May said. She looked at May.
"What did he do this time?" she asked.
"Got shot five times." May said. Jazzie frowned.
"Tim!" Jazzie called, "Get the stretcher here, now!"
Tim pulled it to them. "You ain't walking this time," Jazzie said.
Ash didn't reply to her remark. Tim and Jazzie got him onto the stretcher. He choked again. "I think he might have a punctured lung." Tim said.
May followed Tim and Jazzie to the ambulance. She helped them get the stretcher up into the back of it. "I'm going with," she said.
They looked at her. Jazzie shrugged and got into the front. She turned the sirens on and the engine on. May and Tim got in the back.
Ash shut his eyes, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes. It hurt to even try to breath. May put a hand on his forehead. He shuddered.
The ambulance bounced when it hit a speed bump at the hospital. They
got Ash to the emergency room. A doctor got in there right away. "Hmmm."
"Nurse! Get one of the operating rooms ready!" he called.
"Yes sir!" she squeaked. She hurried out.
"What's happened to him?" May asked.
"You said he got shot five times.three of the bullets somehow got wedged in-between his ribs, one got him in his right lung, and the last one has unloosened it's self and got his other lung. Odd as that may be." he said, "We have to do a operation for even the slightest chance for him to survive."
"Oh," she sighed. The doctor walked by. He opened the doors to the operation room a few minutes later, ready.
"Ok, we need you to drink this," he said. Ash looked at the doctor.
Whatever it was, tasted nasty. He stuck his tongue out like a sickened child.
Ash suddenly felt tired. He shut his eyes slowly, everything going out of view. He fell into a deep sleep.
May looked around the room. She was worried. "He'll be fine, May," Luna said.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"Ash isn't going to die without a fight. He wouldn't just give up. He'd be giving up on you, Jessica, and Arianna if he did that, and he knows it," Luna said.
May couldn't respond to what Luna said. She knew that Luna was right.
The doctor took three of the fives bullets out. He sighed. Now came the hard part. The nurse gave the doctor a few instruments to use. He got to work.
Jazzie came and sat down next to May after a few hours. "They're going to get Ash into the recovery room," she said.
"Is he all right?" May asked.
"We think so. Sadly, he's in a coma. He won't come out of it until a few days," Jazzie said.
"I want him taken to our house in two days," May said.
"Why?" Jazzie asked.
"Ash never liked hospitals, and won't like it, staying in one!" May said.
"We can arrange it." Jazzie said, "I'll go tell the doctor that he saw."
Jazzie walked into the emergency room. It was five minutes by the time she came back. "Ok, he said Ash can stay at the house," she said. May smiled. ************************************************************** Arianna got up from her game, when a knock at the door interrupted. She opened the door, and looked up at a man leaning against the side of the house, smiling. "Who are you?" she asked.
"My name is Dean." he replied, looking at her, "Dean Walker. Is your mother home, by chance?"
"Yeah," Arianna said, "Do you want her?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"Mommy!" Arianna yelled, walking toward the kitchen, "Some weird guy is here to see you!"
Chuckling, Dean waited. Shaking her head, May walked over. "I am so sorry!" she sighed, "Arianna can be so rude sometimes!"
"No need!" he said, "Everyone calls me weird. I take it as a compliment!"
"Oh. Good!" May said, "How are you, Dean? How's your son?"
"Terrific!" Dean laughed, "But, I'm not here for a friendly visit, I'm afraid. Business."
"Ah." May frowned at Dean. "What do you need?"
"Information, of course," he sighed sadly, "being a lousy reporter, ya know. I don't mean to cause any harm-" Dean shrugged apologetically, "- but, I have my son and wife to care for."
"Understood completely," May replied, nodded, "Come in. No need standing around in the doorway."
"Boss man said I should do an article about the incident," Dean said, "You don't mind, do you?"
"With you?" May laughed, "No! With the others, yes. All the twisting of words, and impatience! Go on ahead."
Dean laughed, shaking his blonde head. "Um, how did it happen?" he asked.
"Well," May looked at him, "it's strange. Gary, he's my brother, shot him! And on top of that, he would've done the same to ME, because I got in the way!"
"And?" Dean asked. May frowned, and continued on, Dean giving her a horrified look at her explanation. "Oh my, I can't believe your own brother would do such a thing, to his sister's husband, no less!"
"I don't think I can ever-" May started.
"Mom!" Jessica ran in. "You need to get upstairs!"
"Why?" she asked.
"Dad!" was the response given. May and Dean followed the frantic girl. "Miss Penelope can't stop it!"
"Can't stop what?" Dean asked. Jessica sighed.
"He's choking on something!"
"That woman is about as useful as the grass outside!" May snapped, shoving the door open. A middle-aged woman stood nearby, looking at them timidly. "What is going on?"
"Ah, I-I-" she stuttered. May pushed her out of the way, glaring at her.
"Fill this glass!" she barked, throwing the empty glass at to the nurse. Miss Penelope staggered into the bathroom. May turned to her husband, who was sitting up in bed, doubled over in pain, shaking violently from the choking.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, May put a hand over his mouth. Trembling, he pushed her away. Falling off the bed, she hit her head. May pulled herself back up.
"That didn't stop it!' Miss Penelope commented, "You don't know what you are doing!"
"Shut up!" May snapped, "I am making more progress then you did!"
May struggled back into her normal posture, head throbbing. "Let's try this again," she said.
She pressed her lips against his, pinning him down. "If you don't calm down," she whispered, "you are going to end up hurting someone, most likely being me."
Ash struggled helplessly, until finally, he gave up. Fumbling around, he grabbed the notepad on the table, and a pen. Scribbling down a note, he shoved it in front of May's face.
Glancing at it, May's eyes went wide. Turning to Jessica, she said, "Jess, get me a bucket from the bathroom, will you?"
Jessica nodded, and ran into the bathroom. She came back out a minute later. After handing it to her father, she back off. Almost immediately, Ash stuck his head into it.
May frowned at him. "Dad, are you alright?" Jessica asked.
Ash shook his head. He looked at May, frowning. "Are you ok now? You aren't going to choke to death?" she asked.
That forced a smile out. "Try getting some rest." May said, "I'll come up later to see how you're doing, because-" she dropped her voice, "- that nurse might as well just be a statue or something, as useful as she is. Can't do her job."
Ash smiled, and laughed. "Miss Penelope, Jessica, Dean, why don't you all just go downstairs? I'll help Ash," she suggested.
Nodding, they left. May handed the glass of water to him. "Thanks May," he whispered, voice husky from lack of talking.
"It's ok," she said, running her hand through his hair, smiling. Ash slid down under the blankets, wincing slightly.
"Yeah..." he said, drifting off.
**************************************************************
Ash curled up to go to sleep at 9 P.M. that Sunday. He looked around the room before shutting his eyes. Jazzie silently slid in to check the I.V. She left.
It was I:00 A.M. when Ash woke up for no reason. He looked around a bit. Fear hit him faster then you could say 'Pichu.' "May? May? Where are you?" he asked softly.
He got no reply. Ash sat up. "MAY!" he yelled.
Jazzie came in to see what was happening. She frowned. "Ash, what is it?" she asked.
Ash looked at her. "Where's May?" he asked.
"Um, I think-," she said. He looked at her in fear.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAY!" he cried, before she could finish. Jazzie frowned again. She heard footsteps in the hallway.
"Ash, what is it?" someone asked. May walked in and sat down on the edge of the bed. She had on shorts and a t-shirt, her hair up in a ponytail.
Ash hugged her around the waist and had his head on her chest, tears streaming down his cheeks silently. May looked at Jazzie in surprise. "Am I the only one that didn't suspect that?" she asked.
"No, I didn't expect him to do that either," Jazzie said. Jessica came to the door. May saw Arianna standing behind her, holding Mew, who made meowing sounds.
"What's happening?" Jessica asked.
"What's the matter with Daddy?" Arianna asked, rubbing her tired eyes.
"Nothing." May said, "Just go back to bed." Jessica nodded and took Arianna back to bed. May looked at Ash.
She frowned. Ash had been jumpy all week. A car had started up outside and it sounded like a gunshot. He had hid under the covers for several minutes in apprehension.
At the moment he seemed so vulnerable and fragile. The littlest thing could make him go into a panic attack. "Ash, what is the matter?" she asked.
"I.don't.want.to.be.by.my.self," he cried. May frowned.
"It isn't that you don't want to be, it's that you're afraid to be," May said.
"No.I'm.not.afraid," Ash said. May frowned again.
"Ash, yes you are. You're just too stubborn to say you are!" May said.
"No.no," he said. Jazzie looked at them.
"Is he going to give you a straight answer?" she asked. May shook her head.
"No." Jazzie frowned.
"The head doctor said that no one is to be in here during the night."
"But, didn't the doctor also say that he should get as much sleep as possible?" May asked. Jazzie nodded. "Well, for one thing, he ain't going to get any without me in here and two," May finished, "Ash isn't going to let go of me."
"Oh. Then why don't you stay in here and we not tell the doctor?"
"Good idea. Let's do just that." May said, "Ash, let go."
"Nah-ah," Ash said. May frowned.
"Oh, I ain't going to leave you," she said. Ash looked at her. His eyes were red and puffy from crying.
"I'll leave," Jazzie said. She walked out the door. May felt Ash go tense when the branches of the trees creaked and groaned in the wind.
"Ash." May said. Even with her, Ash was easy to scare.