Serena cherry*ducks flying tomatoes*SORRY! I'm sorry I didn't up date! BUT
I have .....and also I have a great excuse. I was 1.sick and 2 worried sick
about testing hoping that I pass.
Chapter four. Traveling to Water Island
"Ash wait up!"
Ash spun around making it so he now was running backwards in a desperate attempt to get to the dock before the boat left.
"Hurry up Misty!"He yelled, and just as he said that, Brock gave his own yell for him to slow down.
Ash turned back around and made it so he was now running normally and put even more power into his pounding feet.
Soon, over the small hill, the beach appeared along with the red and white colored boat of the St.Mongato.
"Wait!"yelled a breathless Misty as she clutched to Togapi in desperation and worry, her own pounding feet aching from the scorching run.
It was two days after the incident with the water pokemon, and their had been two more attacks a few miles away from where they had been staying. Ash had been informed that one morning Misty had been fed up with just pounding on his door, and walked in to try and wake him up, but had grown weary, once seeing he didn't wake from her futile attempts. She had called a doctor and was soon told that he had gone into a deep comma.
Though he hadn't been told that Misty had been worried sick. He defiantly didn't feel it, though, as he had felt the wrath of an angry Misty after a while of him being up and around. He had mumbled something along the lines of 'Didn't realy care any ways. Mid as well go back to sleep' and had figured that was the wrong thing to say and that she had excellent hearing.
Finally, they came up to the St. Mongato. It towered above them and the man was just ready to close the gate.
"Hurry!"he called once seeing them his blue hair shinning,"don't' want to be late do we?!"
Ash ran ahead, laughing, while still gasping at their luck. The tables had turned in their fortune, and he was rather glad to see something happening right. Misty and Brock arrived not to long after he did, and they quickly shuffled onto the boat as the man followed, and strode over to another passenger, a lady with short red hair that had been cut to chin length and was in a pretty yellow dress.
To their disappointment, though, it seemed that the St. Mongato was being held up before leaving. Misty sat, grumbling, while feeding Togapi some Pokemon Food giving frequent glares in Ash's direction while he ignored her and Brock sat reading a book on good Pokemon care. Finally, the boat began to move and, with a sudden lurch, they were off.
Ash could have cried. They had been waiting around 15 minutes and he had been growing impatient. Brock himself slammed his book shut with a announcement of how great he felt, while Misty sighed.
The wind blew as clear blue skies shined overhead, and Misty got up to look down into the crystal waters.
"You know Misty," said Brock as he came up to her, " You, I think, will fit in completely with these other water pokemon trainers. They all have strong water pokemon, which they have trained for years. There are no pokemon stores-and you can't trade or buy them. It's the law-You have to catch you're own."
As Misty smiled Ash himself grinned. This would be a great opportunity to catch some good pokemon. As the day passed Ash had gotten more and more tired. He hadn't been having a good night sleep lately. The dreams of fire and screams had exceeded so much it was hard to get a good night rest but he hoped, as he slowly made his way over to the cabin where he would find his own bed, that they would be simmered down with the gentle rocking of the boat. Before going into the small cabin he gave one last look to the light of the moon shining into the dark hallways which held quite a few cabins, and then opened the door and plopped down on his bed.
* * * *
Ash looked around in wonder as he saw, not the fires of burning pain he expected, but a small rocky beach. Pieces of cardboard gloated eerily in the oceans waters and dark skies loomed overhead with a salty breeze blowing down on him.
He was, once again, alone. No one occupied the island he was on, it seemed, and no noise was made except for the clashing of trees and the slapping of water on the rocky shore.
He walked around aimlessly, since he saw nothing else to do, and wondered if this really was a dream. He shook his head and blinked. How could this be a dream? The smell of the sea, the feel of the wind and rocks, and the sound of the waters... there was no way that this could possibly be a dream or an actual place. It was so real and yet... it scared him. It wasn't calming, nor was it frightening it was just... made.
He paused, for a split second, as he saw something gloating off in the distance. A small figure on one of the boards came closer and closer to the shore.
For a reason unknown to him he just watched it, he didn't go to see if the person was all right, or if the person was even alive, he just stood.
Finally, the body got there and, from the looks of it, the young boy was fine. He looked to be around 2 maybe 3 years old and was laying on the now rocky shore- the waves had grown so they had thrown him-and he had a bloody head.
Ash frowned. He had seen that face somewhere before. But... where?
He stepped closer to the boy and made a closer inspection. "ASH!"
He jumped as he looked around. There was a woman running up. But he wasn't able to see who she was. She not only was wearing white robes and a shawl that covered her face but also the colors were swirling around him making it so everything just went black. * * * * * * * * *
"Finally!"
That was the first thing he heard as he blurry opened his eyes.
Looking up he saw the fuzzy figure of Misty with crossed arms. He just now noticed how much his cheeks where paining him.
Getting up, blinking his eyes rapidly, he looked up at her.
"Wha?"
"Get up! We're almost there! The captain wants to talk to us,"the red head promptly turned around and started to walk out the door before adding,"And you were screaming bloody murder in here. I had to do something!"
Ash flinched as she slammed the door. Rolling his eyes he got up, not even caring to change his clothes from what he had worn yesterday, and streaked outside meeting Brock on the way, who had a large bruise on his cheek and notified him of the redness of his. It was obvious Misty had been a little impatient to have him wake up.
They joined the group of people on the deck, though it was small, and looked up to where the captain was just walking out.
"I'm sorry for this little delay,"said the blue haired man who had let them in, the red headed woman beside him,"but I am sorry to say if you have any water Pokemon or electric you need to hand them over. They will be returned, I assure you. It is just, this is an island for water pokemon and the electric have to be counted, and the water tagged. Fire and plant and rock and all the others you can keep with you. Thank you for your cooperation."
Everyone started lining up to where a blond haired man waved them over, and started disposing of their Pokemon.
When it was Ash's turn, after Misty had given her water pokemon and Brock his electrode and golden, he handed in his water pokemon and his Pikachu.
"Excuse me young man," grunted the burley brown bearded man who was towering over the skinny blond one,"but all electric Pokemon have to be kept in a pokeball."
"This is my Pikachu and he won't go into a pokeball," stated Ash. People who had heard this statement had given him strange looks and blinked. This was not a case they usually had heard of. Pokemon who are being trained or just walking around with their owner outside their pokeball to get used to strangers, yes, but a Pokemon refusing to listen to it's master and go into a Pokeball? Now that was sheer madness. Or just bad training.
"I'm sorry son,"said the man gruffly not sounding at all sorry,"But all electric pokemon have to be in a pokeball.
Ash sighed and grabbed his pokedex sending his pidgy off to professor Oak.
"All right Pikachu,"he eased himself forward and Pikachu growled slightly as a crowd gathered around. "Lets be a good pokemon and go into the pokeball."
Pikachu turned his head in denial, while storm clouds gathered overhead.
"Please, little buddy! Please!"
Pikachu looked to everyone and jumped up giving a mighty shout sending electricity around the crowd and then landed back down and crossed his small arms.
"All right sir,"said the man queasily,"y... you can.. can keep it out of the ball. Have a nice time on the water Island."with that the man promptly fell backward along with everybody else.
"Thanks,"puffed out Ash before he fell backward himself his arm still out in the air in front of him holding the pokeball.
Unknown to the confused, burnt group on the deck, who were just getting up, the captain and his accomplish chuckled.
"Hello Pikachu,"they whispered in unison before laughing insanely.
Serena cherry:how was that? Bad? Good? Ok? Just tell me. You can flame me, just as long as you put in what the matter with the story is!
OK now for reviews!
Ellora Anonymous Hay serena cherry.
Make Billy shut up about my spelling! I couldn't help it! I was hyper!
Eney ways this chappy was good.
And I know you where sick- I saw your dad push you out the door to go to school*giggles* only becuse your feaver droped.
You sounded like you are loosing your voice and looked like you had a 'realy' bad headache.
I know you where hyper thats why I will not tell him to shut up. Your growing up, you shouldn't act like a kid. Look I'll talk to you later about that. Well thanx for reviewing my story.
thunder mouse pikachu 2003-02-25 3 Signed I'm still confused. So all these water Pokemon are attacking everyone. Okay I got that one. What I don't get is the beginning. What was that. The hall and the world spinning around him and touching this thing and Brock moaning he's going blind? Huh? Then Misty asks if Ash can get out of the hospital then they're somewhere battling messed up water Pokemon. What the heck is going on? I'm soo confused. But its good. I like being confused only if someone explains what's going on. Meaning. EXPLAIN!! Please!
I belive I have sent you a E-mail so I don't have to worry about that one. I know, I sometimes write confusing things... I'll try to stop that horrible habbit of mine. If you have ever read any of my Harry Potter ones my story Harry Potter and the Elves is one whare a few people say it is confusing. But I did that on perpus. I do it so it slowly comes together. Well thanx for reading-don' froget to review!
Naomi SilverWolf Signed PS- I hope you feel better soon! Naomi SilverWolf Signed this is great!! :) thanks for emailing me!
Thank you for the complement. And thank you for saying you hope I feel better and I do. And as for the E-mail, no need to thank me for that. *Smiles* I like being nice. Just like you. Whelp. thanx for R+Ring. Don't forget to push the little button on the bottem of this page that say's 'review' on it!*giggls*
Seeyah everybody! The reviews do help!
Chapter four. Traveling to Water Island
"Ash wait up!"
Ash spun around making it so he now was running backwards in a desperate attempt to get to the dock before the boat left.
"Hurry up Misty!"He yelled, and just as he said that, Brock gave his own yell for him to slow down.
Ash turned back around and made it so he was now running normally and put even more power into his pounding feet.
Soon, over the small hill, the beach appeared along with the red and white colored boat of the St.Mongato.
"Wait!"yelled a breathless Misty as she clutched to Togapi in desperation and worry, her own pounding feet aching from the scorching run.
It was two days after the incident with the water pokemon, and their had been two more attacks a few miles away from where they had been staying. Ash had been informed that one morning Misty had been fed up with just pounding on his door, and walked in to try and wake him up, but had grown weary, once seeing he didn't wake from her futile attempts. She had called a doctor and was soon told that he had gone into a deep comma.
Though he hadn't been told that Misty had been worried sick. He defiantly didn't feel it, though, as he had felt the wrath of an angry Misty after a while of him being up and around. He had mumbled something along the lines of 'Didn't realy care any ways. Mid as well go back to sleep' and had figured that was the wrong thing to say and that she had excellent hearing.
Finally, they came up to the St. Mongato. It towered above them and the man was just ready to close the gate.
"Hurry!"he called once seeing them his blue hair shinning,"don't' want to be late do we?!"
Ash ran ahead, laughing, while still gasping at their luck. The tables had turned in their fortune, and he was rather glad to see something happening right. Misty and Brock arrived not to long after he did, and they quickly shuffled onto the boat as the man followed, and strode over to another passenger, a lady with short red hair that had been cut to chin length and was in a pretty yellow dress.
To their disappointment, though, it seemed that the St. Mongato was being held up before leaving. Misty sat, grumbling, while feeding Togapi some Pokemon Food giving frequent glares in Ash's direction while he ignored her and Brock sat reading a book on good Pokemon care. Finally, the boat began to move and, with a sudden lurch, they were off.
Ash could have cried. They had been waiting around 15 minutes and he had been growing impatient. Brock himself slammed his book shut with a announcement of how great he felt, while Misty sighed.
The wind blew as clear blue skies shined overhead, and Misty got up to look down into the crystal waters.
"You know Misty," said Brock as he came up to her, " You, I think, will fit in completely with these other water pokemon trainers. They all have strong water pokemon, which they have trained for years. There are no pokemon stores-and you can't trade or buy them. It's the law-You have to catch you're own."
As Misty smiled Ash himself grinned. This would be a great opportunity to catch some good pokemon. As the day passed Ash had gotten more and more tired. He hadn't been having a good night sleep lately. The dreams of fire and screams had exceeded so much it was hard to get a good night rest but he hoped, as he slowly made his way over to the cabin where he would find his own bed, that they would be simmered down with the gentle rocking of the boat. Before going into the small cabin he gave one last look to the light of the moon shining into the dark hallways which held quite a few cabins, and then opened the door and plopped down on his bed.
* * * *
Ash looked around in wonder as he saw, not the fires of burning pain he expected, but a small rocky beach. Pieces of cardboard gloated eerily in the oceans waters and dark skies loomed overhead with a salty breeze blowing down on him.
He was, once again, alone. No one occupied the island he was on, it seemed, and no noise was made except for the clashing of trees and the slapping of water on the rocky shore.
He walked around aimlessly, since he saw nothing else to do, and wondered if this really was a dream. He shook his head and blinked. How could this be a dream? The smell of the sea, the feel of the wind and rocks, and the sound of the waters... there was no way that this could possibly be a dream or an actual place. It was so real and yet... it scared him. It wasn't calming, nor was it frightening it was just... made.
He paused, for a split second, as he saw something gloating off in the distance. A small figure on one of the boards came closer and closer to the shore.
For a reason unknown to him he just watched it, he didn't go to see if the person was all right, or if the person was even alive, he just stood.
Finally, the body got there and, from the looks of it, the young boy was fine. He looked to be around 2 maybe 3 years old and was laying on the now rocky shore- the waves had grown so they had thrown him-and he had a bloody head.
Ash frowned. He had seen that face somewhere before. But... where?
He stepped closer to the boy and made a closer inspection. "ASH!"
He jumped as he looked around. There was a woman running up. But he wasn't able to see who she was. She not only was wearing white robes and a shawl that covered her face but also the colors were swirling around him making it so everything just went black. * * * * * * * * *
"Finally!"
That was the first thing he heard as he blurry opened his eyes.
Looking up he saw the fuzzy figure of Misty with crossed arms. He just now noticed how much his cheeks where paining him.
Getting up, blinking his eyes rapidly, he looked up at her.
"Wha?"
"Get up! We're almost there! The captain wants to talk to us,"the red head promptly turned around and started to walk out the door before adding,"And you were screaming bloody murder in here. I had to do something!"
Ash flinched as she slammed the door. Rolling his eyes he got up, not even caring to change his clothes from what he had worn yesterday, and streaked outside meeting Brock on the way, who had a large bruise on his cheek and notified him of the redness of his. It was obvious Misty had been a little impatient to have him wake up.
They joined the group of people on the deck, though it was small, and looked up to where the captain was just walking out.
"I'm sorry for this little delay,"said the blue haired man who had let them in, the red headed woman beside him,"but I am sorry to say if you have any water Pokemon or electric you need to hand them over. They will be returned, I assure you. It is just, this is an island for water pokemon and the electric have to be counted, and the water tagged. Fire and plant and rock and all the others you can keep with you. Thank you for your cooperation."
Everyone started lining up to where a blond haired man waved them over, and started disposing of their Pokemon.
When it was Ash's turn, after Misty had given her water pokemon and Brock his electrode and golden, he handed in his water pokemon and his Pikachu.
"Excuse me young man," grunted the burley brown bearded man who was towering over the skinny blond one,"but all electric Pokemon have to be kept in a pokeball."
"This is my Pikachu and he won't go into a pokeball," stated Ash. People who had heard this statement had given him strange looks and blinked. This was not a case they usually had heard of. Pokemon who are being trained or just walking around with their owner outside their pokeball to get used to strangers, yes, but a Pokemon refusing to listen to it's master and go into a Pokeball? Now that was sheer madness. Or just bad training.
"I'm sorry son,"said the man gruffly not sounding at all sorry,"But all electric pokemon have to be in a pokeball.
Ash sighed and grabbed his pokedex sending his pidgy off to professor Oak.
"All right Pikachu,"he eased himself forward and Pikachu growled slightly as a crowd gathered around. "Lets be a good pokemon and go into the pokeball."
Pikachu turned his head in denial, while storm clouds gathered overhead.
"Please, little buddy! Please!"
Pikachu looked to everyone and jumped up giving a mighty shout sending electricity around the crowd and then landed back down and crossed his small arms.
"All right sir,"said the man queasily,"y... you can.. can keep it out of the ball. Have a nice time on the water Island."with that the man promptly fell backward along with everybody else.
"Thanks,"puffed out Ash before he fell backward himself his arm still out in the air in front of him holding the pokeball.
Unknown to the confused, burnt group on the deck, who were just getting up, the captain and his accomplish chuckled.
"Hello Pikachu,"they whispered in unison before laughing insanely.
Serena cherry:how was that? Bad? Good? Ok? Just tell me. You can flame me, just as long as you put in what the matter with the story is!
OK now for reviews!
Ellora Anonymous Hay serena cherry.
Make Billy shut up about my spelling! I couldn't help it! I was hyper!
Eney ways this chappy was good.
And I know you where sick- I saw your dad push you out the door to go to school*giggles* only becuse your feaver droped.
You sounded like you are loosing your voice and looked like you had a 'realy' bad headache.
I know you where hyper thats why I will not tell him to shut up. Your growing up, you shouldn't act like a kid. Look I'll talk to you later about that. Well thanx for reviewing my story.
thunder mouse pikachu 2003-02-25 3 Signed I'm still confused. So all these water Pokemon are attacking everyone. Okay I got that one. What I don't get is the beginning. What was that. The hall and the world spinning around him and touching this thing and Brock moaning he's going blind? Huh? Then Misty asks if Ash can get out of the hospital then they're somewhere battling messed up water Pokemon. What the heck is going on? I'm soo confused. But its good. I like being confused only if someone explains what's going on. Meaning. EXPLAIN!! Please!
I belive I have sent you a E-mail so I don't have to worry about that one. I know, I sometimes write confusing things... I'll try to stop that horrible habbit of mine. If you have ever read any of my Harry Potter ones my story Harry Potter and the Elves is one whare a few people say it is confusing. But I did that on perpus. I do it so it slowly comes together. Well thanx for reading-don' froget to review!
Naomi SilverWolf Signed PS- I hope you feel better soon! Naomi SilverWolf Signed this is great!! :) thanks for emailing me!
Thank you for the complement. And thank you for saying you hope I feel better and I do. And as for the E-mail, no need to thank me for that. *Smiles* I like being nice. Just like you. Whelp. thanx for R+Ring. Don't forget to push the little button on the bottem of this page that say's 'review' on it!*giggls*
Seeyah everybody! The reviews do help!