YUA: YUA here! (Duh) ::hits self:: Ow! Anywho, In a review, Christina asked
if Ash and Misty are going to get back together.
Reporter: Yes, yes! That's true! Well?! Do you have a statement prepared for the press?!?!
YUA: Yes I do...::ahem:: I have no comment at this time. I will in no way give away a future part of the story.
Reporter: -_-;;
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 4: It's Been a Hard Day...
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That was it. I'm out of the hospital. Nurse Joy bids me a final farewell and tells me she'll visit some time. I tell her I would enjoy that. No one knows how to keep a person calm like the Joys. All you do is talk to them, and all of your worries leave that moment. It's a very nice feeling. I am walking down the street to the taxi that is waiting for me. I was already dressed for the funeral. Richie had come by and dropped some clothes off for me. I entered the taxi and the driver looked back.
"Where to?" He asked with such a raspy voice, he could've scratched a chalkboard without touching it.
" Take me to Goldenrod, please."
"Right away, sir." He slams down on the gas pedal, and the force pushes me back into the seat. After just getting out of the hospital, I REALLY didn't want to go back to the same place. I start to wonder if this guy even has a license. Although, all of my thoughts stop abruptly when we pass through Ecruteak. I'm amazed at how fast he's going and In less than twenty minutes, we arrive in Goldenrod.
"That'll be forty dollars." I hand him a fifty, and he gives me ten dollars change.
"Thanks." I wave to him, as he drives off to another location. I step into the magnet train station, and walk up to the ticket checker.
"You gettin' on?" I flash him the ticket, and he steps to the side, admitting me access. I step onto the train, waiting for it to start. I look to the right and I see a man staring at me, looking me up and down.
"You going to some kinda funeral?"
"As a matter of fact, I am." He has an apologetic look on his face, and he turns to look in front of himself again. Something is spoken over the P.A.
"We are now leaving for Saffron City. Please, stay seated until the train comes to a complete stop. Emergency exits are located on each car, two to a car, one on the left and one on the right. We are now leaving Goldenrod." The train roars to life, and hurtles down the tracks at blinding speed. The magnets on the train are of opposite polarity than the one on the tracks, making it go in speeds excess of 300 miles an hour. A keep getting strange looks from the other passengers, but I pay no attention to them. I don't care what anyone thinks about me. I'm going to a funeral. The funeral of my friend's grandfather. I'm making my friend feel better, trying to cheer him up. Man, that's something I would never have imagined...this kinda thing happening in my trainer days. ME, Ash, trying to make my RIVAL, Gary, feel better. But then again, Oak was alive back then.
The train slows, and we sort of coast along the speed we've already built up. The train slowly slides to a stop.
"We have now arrived in Saffron City. Please, watch your step on the way out, and do come again." The doors slide open with a hissing sound, and everyone walks out to the interior of the Saffron station. I step off, and once again, I get many strange looks. And again, I don't care. I step outside, and the fresh, Kanto air wafts into my nose, bringing many memories to my mind. I can feel a few tears welling up, but hold them back. Cars are zipping by, and sometimes they go so fast, I can't tell if it's a taxi or not. I see a dark red car approaching, and I flag it down. It pulls up beside me, and the window opens. Inside is a beautiful woman, with blonde hair and streaks of purple.
"Need a taxi, goth-boy?"
"Excuse me?" She needs to learn some respect.
"I'm going to a funeral. If you got a problem with that, I'll flag another taxi down. Now are you going to take where I want to go or what?"
"I'm sorry. It...it has been a very hard day."
"Tell me about it." I open the door and step in.
"Pewter City, please."
"Right away." She slams the gas pedal, like the other driver did, but we're not going very fast. At this rate, coupled with the traffic, we should get there in about 45 minutes. As she's driving, I notice her look back a few times, and once she almost hit another car.
"Watch where you're going! I don't want to end up in hospital again!"
"Sorry...hey, would you like to have lunch sometime?"
"Is that a date?"
"Eh, yeah, if you wanna call it that."
"Sorry, but I'm married."
"To whom?"
"Misty...Misty Waterflower."
"Oh...I...I didn't know. I'm sorry." Dammit! Why is everyone saying they're sorry?! They don't even know me or Misty, yet they act like they've known her for a while! It's really starting to piss me off. I know it's just common courtesy to say that, but really! It's the same with every single person!
"It's fine. Just please, try and hurry."
"Yes sir, right away." She revs the car, and it goes considerably faster. I gaze out the window, and I see a woman with turquoise hair. It's Duplica! What the fuck is she doing here?! Is she following me?!
"You know her?" The driver noticed my staring and starts to suspect something.
"Um, yes I do. She can't seem to leave me alone."
"You cheat on your wife?!"
"No! Not like that! I don't have a very good friendship with that woman!! Just mind your own business and drive!"
"Right..." She resumes looking at the road, and I look out the window once more.
We arrive at Pewter. I see a large crowd of people dressed in black. It was an eerie sight. It was like a bunch of ghosts have come to claim another. I get out. The driver looks out the window.
"Hey! That'll cost you one-ten!"
"All I have is one hundred." She gives me a loving face, like she's my girlfriend or something.
"That's ok. That's just fine." I hand her the one hundred dollars, which is made up in a two tens and four twenties. She speeds off. I walk towards the silent crowd of ghosts, the grass quietly crinkling under my shoes. One of the group looks back, and I recognize his face instantly. It's Gary. His cheeks are red, and his face is still being ravaged by tears.
"Ash. Nice to see you. I'm glad you could make it." He comes towards me, and embraces me in a friendly hug. He sniffs while his face is buried in my shoulder, and he lets go of me.
"The casket is being buried right now." He lowers his voice down to a whisper, so as not to disturb the others that are watching. We both step up to the front. Amidst the crowd, I notice Professor Ivy, Brock, Richie, Tracey, Jesse and James, Jenkins, Zack, many Officer Jennys, the same number of Joys, my mother, Delia, and hundreds of other faces I don't recognize. The casket is being lowered into the hole that was dug for it, and a few people have an outburst of sadness and tears. I myself can feel a few tears rolling my face, and onto the grass. After the casket has been lowered into the hole, people start to line the outside of the hole. Many toss flowers in, while some just kneel and pray. I myself kneel on the soft grass, and send a prayer. But who am I praying to? Anybody, I guess. As I am doing so, people begin to leave. I stand up and remain by the hole. I stand by the hole, and a tear drops onto the casket. I look up, and see Gary and May standing next to me. I put my arm on Gary's shoulder. May is also silently crying.
"I'll see you again...someday...gramps." May's face is then crawling with tears and she walks off. Leaving just me and Gary. I look at him. He looks at me.
"I don't know what to do now. I just don't know..."
"Continue with what you've been doing. Continue with the dream you were chasing when you heard about Oak's death. What do you think he would want?" There's a strange silence between us, and hugs me again. I wrap my arms around him, and hug back. His eyes are shining with sadness.
"Ash...Thank you. Thank you very much. I'll...I'll move on. Do you mind if I have a few moments by myself? I'll talk to you later."
"Sure. Good-bye." He waves me off and turns to look back at the grave. I'm walking back to the street. I turn around to look at Gary once more. He's by himself. Alone. A man stands alone.
I'm seeing all these cars pass by me. I can't take a taxi. I have no money left. I see a blue taxi pull up to me. The driver speaks without lowering the window. He's using some sort of miniaturized P.A. system.
"Sir? Need a lift? This is a the courtesy taxi service."
"Courtesy?" What the hell is that?
"It's free sir. You going to a place that's a while away?"
"Um, yes, actually. I'm going to Saffron. Think you could take me there?"
"Of course sir. Please, step inside." The door opens without me even touching it. Wow. An automated taxi. What will they think of next? So, I step inside and sit down. Leather seats. Very nice. The door closes. There's a tinted window between the front seats and the back seats. I wonder why it's there, but hell, as long as it's free. I can feel the car move, and the driver starts out slow, moving into the later gears, and eventually going just as fast as the other taxi drivers. It's been a long day. Maybe I should head to the bar after I get back to Olivine...
So, after about half an hour, we arrive in Saffron.
"Is this as far as you want to go, sir?"
"Actually, can you take me to the magnet train station?"
"Sure thing, sir." There's a smile in the driver's voice... She drives in the right direction, but turns into an alley-way.
"Driver! What the hell do you think you're doing?! This is a dead- end!" The car stopped.
"Exactly." The P.A. system was no longer used, and a woman's voice was speaking. Why does it sound familiar?
"Driver, let me out right now."
"Sorry, no can do." The tinted window between the back seats and front seats dissolves into the side of the car. There is nothing separating the driver seat from the passenger in the back.
"Let me out right now, dammit." The woman laughs strangely, which also sounds familiar...wait a second...she wouldn't do this! Would she?!
"Duplica?!"
"Bingo." A turquoise-haired woman crawls into the back and pins me down onto the seat.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"What does it look like?" She crawls on top of me, and locks my legs in place. I'm struggling as much as I can. But it's no use. Her hands are locked around my wrists, preventing me from moving my arms. She wouldn't go this far! She's crazy, I know, but...rape?!
"Duplica! Why are you doing this?!"
"If you won't love me, I can make you." She moves her head down, and captures my lips in a kiss. I get into the kiss, if not to lull her into a false sense of security.
"You see, Ash? It's not that hard to love me." She kisses me again, and I kiss back. But this time, I go forward into it, and smash her head against the ceiling.
"Ow! Dammit!" She's stunned for a moment, and her grip loosens on my legs and wrists. I crawl towards the driver's seat, and press every single button on the dashboard. Windows open, doors open, air conditioning goes on, the radio, everything.
"You son of a..." Duplica gives glares at me with black eyes that had nothing but evil intent in them.
"Look who's talking!' I jeer at her as I jump out the door, but she grabs my ankle and pulls me back in.
"I'm not done yet!" Her hands go straight to my pants, and she starts to unbutton them. I'm having a hard time getting away from her. I've become weak, because of all of my drinking and sleeplessness. Now, the effects are taking their toll.
"Keep your damn hands to yourself!" I kick her hands away, and try to jump out the door once more. She's too slow, and misses my leg. I'm outside, and I dart down towards the street. I hear door closing and the unmistakable revving of an engine. I look back to see the car going in reverse, trying to run me down! Is she trying to kill me or rape me?! The car is less then a yard from me, but I make it out of the alley and dive to the side. The car goes right past me and streaks down the street towards the pokemon mart. Fuck, I need to keep an eye out for her, otherwise, she'll never leave me alone. I take one final look towards the blue taxi, and turn around to walk off to the station. Man, it's been a hard day...
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YUA: How was dat? This chapter was hard to write. Didn't really want to get into the sex thing. Although I thought it was sorta funny when Ash said'look who's talking!' after Duplica said 'You son of a...' That part was funny! Until next chappie readers! Cheerio!
Reporter: Yes, yes! That's true! Well?! Do you have a statement prepared for the press?!?!
YUA: Yes I do...::ahem:: I have no comment at this time. I will in no way give away a future part of the story.
Reporter: -_-;;
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 4: It's Been a Hard Day...
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That was it. I'm out of the hospital. Nurse Joy bids me a final farewell and tells me she'll visit some time. I tell her I would enjoy that. No one knows how to keep a person calm like the Joys. All you do is talk to them, and all of your worries leave that moment. It's a very nice feeling. I am walking down the street to the taxi that is waiting for me. I was already dressed for the funeral. Richie had come by and dropped some clothes off for me. I entered the taxi and the driver looked back.
"Where to?" He asked with such a raspy voice, he could've scratched a chalkboard without touching it.
" Take me to Goldenrod, please."
"Right away, sir." He slams down on the gas pedal, and the force pushes me back into the seat. After just getting out of the hospital, I REALLY didn't want to go back to the same place. I start to wonder if this guy even has a license. Although, all of my thoughts stop abruptly when we pass through Ecruteak. I'm amazed at how fast he's going and In less than twenty minutes, we arrive in Goldenrod.
"That'll be forty dollars." I hand him a fifty, and he gives me ten dollars change.
"Thanks." I wave to him, as he drives off to another location. I step into the magnet train station, and walk up to the ticket checker.
"You gettin' on?" I flash him the ticket, and he steps to the side, admitting me access. I step onto the train, waiting for it to start. I look to the right and I see a man staring at me, looking me up and down.
"You going to some kinda funeral?"
"As a matter of fact, I am." He has an apologetic look on his face, and he turns to look in front of himself again. Something is spoken over the P.A.
"We are now leaving for Saffron City. Please, stay seated until the train comes to a complete stop. Emergency exits are located on each car, two to a car, one on the left and one on the right. We are now leaving Goldenrod." The train roars to life, and hurtles down the tracks at blinding speed. The magnets on the train are of opposite polarity than the one on the tracks, making it go in speeds excess of 300 miles an hour. A keep getting strange looks from the other passengers, but I pay no attention to them. I don't care what anyone thinks about me. I'm going to a funeral. The funeral of my friend's grandfather. I'm making my friend feel better, trying to cheer him up. Man, that's something I would never have imagined...this kinda thing happening in my trainer days. ME, Ash, trying to make my RIVAL, Gary, feel better. But then again, Oak was alive back then.
The train slows, and we sort of coast along the speed we've already built up. The train slowly slides to a stop.
"We have now arrived in Saffron City. Please, watch your step on the way out, and do come again." The doors slide open with a hissing sound, and everyone walks out to the interior of the Saffron station. I step off, and once again, I get many strange looks. And again, I don't care. I step outside, and the fresh, Kanto air wafts into my nose, bringing many memories to my mind. I can feel a few tears welling up, but hold them back. Cars are zipping by, and sometimes they go so fast, I can't tell if it's a taxi or not. I see a dark red car approaching, and I flag it down. It pulls up beside me, and the window opens. Inside is a beautiful woman, with blonde hair and streaks of purple.
"Need a taxi, goth-boy?"
"Excuse me?" She needs to learn some respect.
"I'm going to a funeral. If you got a problem with that, I'll flag another taxi down. Now are you going to take where I want to go or what?"
"I'm sorry. It...it has been a very hard day."
"Tell me about it." I open the door and step in.
"Pewter City, please."
"Right away." She slams the gas pedal, like the other driver did, but we're not going very fast. At this rate, coupled with the traffic, we should get there in about 45 minutes. As she's driving, I notice her look back a few times, and once she almost hit another car.
"Watch where you're going! I don't want to end up in hospital again!"
"Sorry...hey, would you like to have lunch sometime?"
"Is that a date?"
"Eh, yeah, if you wanna call it that."
"Sorry, but I'm married."
"To whom?"
"Misty...Misty Waterflower."
"Oh...I...I didn't know. I'm sorry." Dammit! Why is everyone saying they're sorry?! They don't even know me or Misty, yet they act like they've known her for a while! It's really starting to piss me off. I know it's just common courtesy to say that, but really! It's the same with every single person!
"It's fine. Just please, try and hurry."
"Yes sir, right away." She revs the car, and it goes considerably faster. I gaze out the window, and I see a woman with turquoise hair. It's Duplica! What the fuck is she doing here?! Is she following me?!
"You know her?" The driver noticed my staring and starts to suspect something.
"Um, yes I do. She can't seem to leave me alone."
"You cheat on your wife?!"
"No! Not like that! I don't have a very good friendship with that woman!! Just mind your own business and drive!"
"Right..." She resumes looking at the road, and I look out the window once more.
We arrive at Pewter. I see a large crowd of people dressed in black. It was an eerie sight. It was like a bunch of ghosts have come to claim another. I get out. The driver looks out the window.
"Hey! That'll cost you one-ten!"
"All I have is one hundred." She gives me a loving face, like she's my girlfriend or something.
"That's ok. That's just fine." I hand her the one hundred dollars, which is made up in a two tens and four twenties. She speeds off. I walk towards the silent crowd of ghosts, the grass quietly crinkling under my shoes. One of the group looks back, and I recognize his face instantly. It's Gary. His cheeks are red, and his face is still being ravaged by tears.
"Ash. Nice to see you. I'm glad you could make it." He comes towards me, and embraces me in a friendly hug. He sniffs while his face is buried in my shoulder, and he lets go of me.
"The casket is being buried right now." He lowers his voice down to a whisper, so as not to disturb the others that are watching. We both step up to the front. Amidst the crowd, I notice Professor Ivy, Brock, Richie, Tracey, Jesse and James, Jenkins, Zack, many Officer Jennys, the same number of Joys, my mother, Delia, and hundreds of other faces I don't recognize. The casket is being lowered into the hole that was dug for it, and a few people have an outburst of sadness and tears. I myself can feel a few tears rolling my face, and onto the grass. After the casket has been lowered into the hole, people start to line the outside of the hole. Many toss flowers in, while some just kneel and pray. I myself kneel on the soft grass, and send a prayer. But who am I praying to? Anybody, I guess. As I am doing so, people begin to leave. I stand up and remain by the hole. I stand by the hole, and a tear drops onto the casket. I look up, and see Gary and May standing next to me. I put my arm on Gary's shoulder. May is also silently crying.
"I'll see you again...someday...gramps." May's face is then crawling with tears and she walks off. Leaving just me and Gary. I look at him. He looks at me.
"I don't know what to do now. I just don't know..."
"Continue with what you've been doing. Continue with the dream you were chasing when you heard about Oak's death. What do you think he would want?" There's a strange silence between us, and hugs me again. I wrap my arms around him, and hug back. His eyes are shining with sadness.
"Ash...Thank you. Thank you very much. I'll...I'll move on. Do you mind if I have a few moments by myself? I'll talk to you later."
"Sure. Good-bye." He waves me off and turns to look back at the grave. I'm walking back to the street. I turn around to look at Gary once more. He's by himself. Alone. A man stands alone.
I'm seeing all these cars pass by me. I can't take a taxi. I have no money left. I see a blue taxi pull up to me. The driver speaks without lowering the window. He's using some sort of miniaturized P.A. system.
"Sir? Need a lift? This is a the courtesy taxi service."
"Courtesy?" What the hell is that?
"It's free sir. You going to a place that's a while away?"
"Um, yes, actually. I'm going to Saffron. Think you could take me there?"
"Of course sir. Please, step inside." The door opens without me even touching it. Wow. An automated taxi. What will they think of next? So, I step inside and sit down. Leather seats. Very nice. The door closes. There's a tinted window between the front seats and the back seats. I wonder why it's there, but hell, as long as it's free. I can feel the car move, and the driver starts out slow, moving into the later gears, and eventually going just as fast as the other taxi drivers. It's been a long day. Maybe I should head to the bar after I get back to Olivine...
So, after about half an hour, we arrive in Saffron.
"Is this as far as you want to go, sir?"
"Actually, can you take me to the magnet train station?"
"Sure thing, sir." There's a smile in the driver's voice... She drives in the right direction, but turns into an alley-way.
"Driver! What the hell do you think you're doing?! This is a dead- end!" The car stopped.
"Exactly." The P.A. system was no longer used, and a woman's voice was speaking. Why does it sound familiar?
"Driver, let me out right now."
"Sorry, no can do." The tinted window between the back seats and front seats dissolves into the side of the car. There is nothing separating the driver seat from the passenger in the back.
"Let me out right now, dammit." The woman laughs strangely, which also sounds familiar...wait a second...she wouldn't do this! Would she?!
"Duplica?!"
"Bingo." A turquoise-haired woman crawls into the back and pins me down onto the seat.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"What does it look like?" She crawls on top of me, and locks my legs in place. I'm struggling as much as I can. But it's no use. Her hands are locked around my wrists, preventing me from moving my arms. She wouldn't go this far! She's crazy, I know, but...rape?!
"Duplica! Why are you doing this?!"
"If you won't love me, I can make you." She moves her head down, and captures my lips in a kiss. I get into the kiss, if not to lull her into a false sense of security.
"You see, Ash? It's not that hard to love me." She kisses me again, and I kiss back. But this time, I go forward into it, and smash her head against the ceiling.
"Ow! Dammit!" She's stunned for a moment, and her grip loosens on my legs and wrists. I crawl towards the driver's seat, and press every single button on the dashboard. Windows open, doors open, air conditioning goes on, the radio, everything.
"You son of a..." Duplica gives glares at me with black eyes that had nothing but evil intent in them.
"Look who's talking!' I jeer at her as I jump out the door, but she grabs my ankle and pulls me back in.
"I'm not done yet!" Her hands go straight to my pants, and she starts to unbutton them. I'm having a hard time getting away from her. I've become weak, because of all of my drinking and sleeplessness. Now, the effects are taking their toll.
"Keep your damn hands to yourself!" I kick her hands away, and try to jump out the door once more. She's too slow, and misses my leg. I'm outside, and I dart down towards the street. I hear door closing and the unmistakable revving of an engine. I look back to see the car going in reverse, trying to run me down! Is she trying to kill me or rape me?! The car is less then a yard from me, but I make it out of the alley and dive to the side. The car goes right past me and streaks down the street towards the pokemon mart. Fuck, I need to keep an eye out for her, otherwise, she'll never leave me alone. I take one final look towards the blue taxi, and turn around to walk off to the station. Man, it's been a hard day...
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YUA: How was dat? This chapter was hard to write. Didn't really want to get into the sex thing. Although I thought it was sorta funny when Ash said'look who's talking!' after Duplica said 'You son of a...' That part was funny! Until next chappie readers! Cheerio!