Ok! So here we are. Another part of my big clumps. So… Enjoy!
Ages:
Ash ~ 16
Misty ~ 16
~ Voice of the ghosts! ~
This is thoughts
*This is Ash or Misty breaking into the others' story.*
Got it now? Good.
1 Haunted Hearts
~ Part 4; Stay away from the light! ~
(Misty's POV)
I was sooo mad at Ash! How could he have the nerve to just think I'm a psycho-path?! Ok… I'll admit, I'm sure I sounded like an idiot….
*A raving lunatic is more like it*
Stay out of this! But still, that was no reason to send me back in my room. I was horrified.
I slowly creeped back into the dark room. The occasional lighting lighted up the room once in a while. I scanned the room for anything unusual. Pikachu hopped in front of me.
"PikachuPi? Pika pika! ((PikachuPi? Come on!))"
Slowly, I walked in. The fact of knowing that Pikachu was there helped a lot, but not nearly as much as getting out the weird house. Quietly I crawled onto the bed and sat there for a moment, watching Pikachu sleep soundly in a little bawl at the end of my bed. I sat still for a moment making sure no sounds were to disturb my attempt of sleep.
1.1 CREAK
My head shot up. I KNOW I heard footsteps above. I shuddered, The only place above me was the attic.
1.2 CREAK
There it was again! Crying silently, shoved myself in the corner of the bed which happened to be in the corner of the room, I pulled my knees up to my chin and cried, swaying back and forth.
~ Please help me! ~
My head shot up once again and my eyes stared at the soft, almost inviting light of the mirror. Intransed, I put my legs down and slid to the edge of the bed.
NO! I stopped myself. What was I doing? It's a ghost in there! Why would I go to the mirror?
~ Please! I need your help! ~
This time, the light glowed even brighter. Unwillingly, I stood up and began to walk over to the mirror.
NO! STOP MISTY! STOOOOOOOP!
I began to fight with myself. I was being pulled in two different directions! On one end, I wanted to run into the bed or into Ash's arms. On the other end, something was pulling me towards the mirror, even though it was undoubtedly something bad.
I tried my best to scream for Pikachu, but nothing came out! Only a small "Pikachu!" Fortunatly for me, Pikahcu has sensitive ears. The ears twitched.
I was losing the battle quickly. Slowly I was moving towards the mirror where the glow was brighter than ever.
Piakchu blinked open his eyes and stared tiredly at me, then closed his eyes. Only to reopen them and stare at me, wide eyed and slack-jawed.
"PIKACHUPI!"
"Pikachu, help me!" I managed out.
I was loosing energy. I was so close to the mirror now, I could almost see the ghost boy's face.
Pikachu jumped down and ran as fast as his legs could carry him to the next room.
I could hear him calling to Ash. "PIKA-PI PIKACHU! PIKACHU PIKACHUPI! ((PIKA-PI! COME QUICK! SOMETHING"S WRONG WITH PIKACHUPI))"
Hurry! My mind desperately called out. I was tired, I wanted desperately to give in, but that small part of me still tugging me towards the door still hung on for dear life. Hurry Ash! Hurry!
*There! Aren't you happy I didn't interrupt you?*
Yeah… so?
*So are you going to interrupt me next time?*
Maybe, maybe not.
*MISTY!*
And so ends the sad attempt at a suspense/horror fic for now! REVIEW!
~ Smile Jesus loves you!
Ages:
Ash ~ 16
Misty ~ 16
~ Voice of the ghosts! ~
This is thoughts
*This is Ash or Misty breaking into the others' story.*
Got it now? Good.
1 Haunted Hearts
~ Part 4; Stay away from the light! ~
(Misty's POV)
I was sooo mad at Ash! How could he have the nerve to just think I'm a psycho-path?! Ok… I'll admit, I'm sure I sounded like an idiot….
*A raving lunatic is more like it*
Stay out of this! But still, that was no reason to send me back in my room. I was horrified.
I slowly creeped back into the dark room. The occasional lighting lighted up the room once in a while. I scanned the room for anything unusual. Pikachu hopped in front of me.
"PikachuPi? Pika pika! ((PikachuPi? Come on!))"
Slowly, I walked in. The fact of knowing that Pikachu was there helped a lot, but not nearly as much as getting out the weird house. Quietly I crawled onto the bed and sat there for a moment, watching Pikachu sleep soundly in a little bawl at the end of my bed. I sat still for a moment making sure no sounds were to disturb my attempt of sleep.
1.1 CREAK
My head shot up. I KNOW I heard footsteps above. I shuddered, The only place above me was the attic.
1.2 CREAK
There it was again! Crying silently, shoved myself in the corner of the bed which happened to be in the corner of the room, I pulled my knees up to my chin and cried, swaying back and forth.
~ Please help me! ~
My head shot up once again and my eyes stared at the soft, almost inviting light of the mirror. Intransed, I put my legs down and slid to the edge of the bed.
NO! I stopped myself. What was I doing? It's a ghost in there! Why would I go to the mirror?
~ Please! I need your help! ~
This time, the light glowed even brighter. Unwillingly, I stood up and began to walk over to the mirror.
NO! STOP MISTY! STOOOOOOOP!
I began to fight with myself. I was being pulled in two different directions! On one end, I wanted to run into the bed or into Ash's arms. On the other end, something was pulling me towards the mirror, even though it was undoubtedly something bad.
I tried my best to scream for Pikachu, but nothing came out! Only a small "Pikachu!" Fortunatly for me, Pikahcu has sensitive ears. The ears twitched.
I was losing the battle quickly. Slowly I was moving towards the mirror where the glow was brighter than ever.
Piakchu blinked open his eyes and stared tiredly at me, then closed his eyes. Only to reopen them and stare at me, wide eyed and slack-jawed.
"PIKACHUPI!"
"Pikachu, help me!" I managed out.
I was loosing energy. I was so close to the mirror now, I could almost see the ghost boy's face.
Pikachu jumped down and ran as fast as his legs could carry him to the next room.
I could hear him calling to Ash. "PIKA-PI PIKACHU! PIKACHU PIKACHUPI! ((PIKA-PI! COME QUICK! SOMETHING"S WRONG WITH PIKACHUPI))"
Hurry! My mind desperately called out. I was tired, I wanted desperately to give in, but that small part of me still tugging me towards the door still hung on for dear life. Hurry Ash! Hurry!
*There! Aren't you happy I didn't interrupt you?*
Yeah… so?
*So are you going to interrupt me next time?*
Maybe, maybe not.
*MISTY!*
And so ends the sad attempt at a suspense/horror fic for now! REVIEW!
~ Smile Jesus loves you!