YUA: Guten Tag, meine freund! Yes, yes...you're all probably pissed at me
now for leaving you guys at a cliffhanger right? Well, fret no more! This
chapter will not end in a cliffhanger! Er, well, there is a 30 percent
chance it will, but...Bah! Only 30 percent! Enjoy!
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 9: Diving Deeper
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She...is dead.
Misty.
"Sir, I'm sorry. She had severe head trauma and internal bleeding. We couldn't stop any of it. She passed because of excessive blood loss. I'm sorry." I fell down into my seat. A tear fell down my face. Everything could have been just fine. She could have been here. Sitting right next to me. But no. I couldn't stop it. I...I wasn't fast enough. I wasn't good enough! I notice the clock. One hour until the dawn. It's pitch black outside.
"Sir? Are you ok?" I could feel his thoughts intruding into my mind...
That's it! It's worth a shot!
"Please, leave me alone. I need to think back on some things."
"Yes, of course. Please, call me back when you are ready." The doctor leaves me by myself, and I put my hands to my head. The makings of a psychic, huh? Let's put that theory to the test. I release all of my feelings, emotion leaving my face and thoughts. Pain shot through my neck and up to my head, but I couldn't let that stop me. My mind was searing with white hot pain, and then I was spinning through a vortex of thoughts. Thoughts of other people.
All through-out the hospital, I could sense pain...death...happiness...despair. All from strangers I didn't know. The thoughts echoed through my own head, and the pain was so great, I thought my head was going to burst. I notice a few people that are not generating any thoughts or emotions. One of them must be Misty. The pain is unbearable now. My brain is going to explode. But I have to press on! There she is! Misty! My mind's eye floats into her room, and I can see her there, lying on the bed, doctors and nurses standing on each side of her. I want to cry...I have to let out some kind of feeling!
As I open my eyes, I realize that I'm no longer shifting through the thoughts of others. I can feel tears going down my face, and I'm back in my seat in the waiting room. Damn! My feeling got in the way! I can't let them interfere with anything! I try again, and the pain returns. Although, this time, it isn't so hurting. I take a deep breath, and prepare to dive deeper.
I'm in the swirling vortex again, and the pain is now excruciating. Once again, my mind's eye enters Misty's room. And her lifeless form it still there, with only one nurse now in the room. This is where I can't let anything get in my way. I delved deeper yet. Into the mind of my lover. I can see thousands of images. Many of me. Of the happy times we've had together. Our past cases and adventures. Even some thoughts of our old trainer days. Many contain Togepi and Pikachu, and some of our closest friends, like Brock and Tracey. The pain is immense. I can't keep this up. I'm going to have pull out very soon. I can't take much more. I need to find something. Anything that can give me a chance of bringing her back! I see her hopes...her dreams...everything is being revealed to me. I'm concentrating harder, trying to uncover everything.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I clutch my head and fall to my knees, realizing I'm back in the waiting room, but I can't take the time to look at anything else. I can hear footsteps quickly advancing towards me.
'Sir! What's wrong?!"
"N-N-Nothing...nothing. I'm sorry."
"Please, don't yell. We have other patients trying to sleep. If you have another outburst, I'll have to ask you to leave."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I...nevermind." The nurse walks away, and my vision returns to normal, no more pain in my head. I guess...I failed. That's the only explanation. I'm no psychic. I can hear footsteps approaching me again.
"Sir? Are you alright? Are you ready to talk now?" It's the doctor that I talked to before.
"Yes. But...what else is there to tell me?"
"Well, you need to make burial decisions. Or cremation. It's up to you." I never thought that I would have to make this decision. I don't want to.
"I guess...I'll b-"
"Doctor!" One of the nurses ran up to him from behind, panting and out of breath.
"What's the matter?"
"Patient 116! She's alive again! Patient 116 is alive!" A look of disbelief fell over his face, and he turned to me again.
"If you'll excuse me, please." He runs off with the nurse, down the hall and out of my sight. A look of wonder comes over my face. Number 116? Was that Misty? I could only hope...moments later, I see the doctor calmly walking back towards me, a slight smile on his face. He finally reaches me, and I await what he has to say.
"She wants to see you."
"She?"
"Just come with me." He turns around, and begins to walk away. I hurry after him, a spring in my step. I didn't know if it was Misty, but hell! Who else could it be?
After what seems like forever, we turn into an open room. I see a red- haired woman, sitting on the bed, her hands lying across her lap.
"Ash. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"M-Misty? That really you?" She can't help but let out a small snicker.
"Of course it's me! Who else?" Tears are welling up. Was it possible? Is she really back? Could it just be Duplica playing another one of her sick tricks? I realize something. She wouldn't be able to switch rooms so quickly. It has to be her. But I just have to ask.
"You're...You're not Duplica, are you?"
"Duplica? No, Ash. It's me, Misty. What's with Duplica?"
"I'll...I'll tell you later." I walk over to her side, my legs trembling with fascination and wonder and joy. She holds her arms out to me. Welcoming me. I stumble into her arms and they wrap around me. Her arms are warm, comforting. The doctor and nurses walk out to give us some time by ourselves.
"What were you doing while I was gone?"
"I...I wasn't doing to well. Drinking, staying out late, not getting a lot of sleep. It's hard without you. I can't live without you."
"Ash, what if I hadn't of come back? Would you have kept on doing those things?"
"I dunno...probably."
"I wouldn't want you to do that."
"Did Gary...hurt you?"
"He...beat me. It was horrible. I didn't want anything to do with it! It hurt so much..."
"I mean...did he..."
"Rape me? No, he wasn't interested in me. Only the money. He told me so."
"You're telling me the truth?"
"Yes. I am. Curious, though...Ash, would you still love me, even if he did?"
"Of course. Nothing would ever keep me from you."
"I missed you."
"I missed you, too." I cried softly into her shoulder.
"Why are you crying?"
"I...I'm thinking...what if...this is all a dream...?"
"Ash! Don't think like that! This is no dream! It's real. Besides, if it was, would you feel this as vividly as you are now?" She pushed me away a little bit so she could see my face. She leaned in, and I leaned forward too. Our lips met each other, and warmth flowed through-out my body. It was almost like when Pikachu used to shock me. I haven't kissed her in so long. She pulled away and questioned me.
"Well?" I managed to smile.
"Guess not." She smiled right back, and pulled me back into her arms. I pulled away and looked down the length of her body. Most of it was covered by the hospital gown, but I could see her legs and arms, and obviously, her face. The bruises and cuts were gone. Not a trace. She noticed what I was doing, and knew what I was thinking. She leaned over to my ear and whispered to me.
"Thanks." Thanks?
"...For...?"
"For bringing me back." I was stunned at this remark.
"How...But I thought...you were..."
"I felt you inside of me. My very essence. It was comforting. I felt you in my soul, searching my mind for anything that would help you."
"But...what did I do that brought you back?"
"You were there."
"What?" A tear began to fall from her eyes. I kissed it away, but it didn't help. More soon followed.
"You were there. When I wanted, no, NEEDED you most. That's enough for me." An awkward silence fell, and I felt that I needed to break it.
"I love you, Misty."
"I love you, too, Ash."
Here we are. Staring at each other. She's lying down right in front of me. We're here. We're back together again.
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YUA: Ahhhhh...romance. Don't ya love it? (No pun intended, hehe!) But, the story isn't over! Maybe 3 or 4 more chappies! Maybe more! Stay tuned! Love ya! ::winks:: Critics...ya can't live with'em, ya can't live without'em!
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It's Always Darkest Before Dawn
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Chapter 9: Diving Deeper
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She...is dead.
Misty.
"Sir, I'm sorry. She had severe head trauma and internal bleeding. We couldn't stop any of it. She passed because of excessive blood loss. I'm sorry." I fell down into my seat. A tear fell down my face. Everything could have been just fine. She could have been here. Sitting right next to me. But no. I couldn't stop it. I...I wasn't fast enough. I wasn't good enough! I notice the clock. One hour until the dawn. It's pitch black outside.
"Sir? Are you ok?" I could feel his thoughts intruding into my mind...
That's it! It's worth a shot!
"Please, leave me alone. I need to think back on some things."
"Yes, of course. Please, call me back when you are ready." The doctor leaves me by myself, and I put my hands to my head. The makings of a psychic, huh? Let's put that theory to the test. I release all of my feelings, emotion leaving my face and thoughts. Pain shot through my neck and up to my head, but I couldn't let that stop me. My mind was searing with white hot pain, and then I was spinning through a vortex of thoughts. Thoughts of other people.
All through-out the hospital, I could sense pain...death...happiness...despair. All from strangers I didn't know. The thoughts echoed through my own head, and the pain was so great, I thought my head was going to burst. I notice a few people that are not generating any thoughts or emotions. One of them must be Misty. The pain is unbearable now. My brain is going to explode. But I have to press on! There she is! Misty! My mind's eye floats into her room, and I can see her there, lying on the bed, doctors and nurses standing on each side of her. I want to cry...I have to let out some kind of feeling!
As I open my eyes, I realize that I'm no longer shifting through the thoughts of others. I can feel tears going down my face, and I'm back in my seat in the waiting room. Damn! My feeling got in the way! I can't let them interfere with anything! I try again, and the pain returns. Although, this time, it isn't so hurting. I take a deep breath, and prepare to dive deeper.
I'm in the swirling vortex again, and the pain is now excruciating. Once again, my mind's eye enters Misty's room. And her lifeless form it still there, with only one nurse now in the room. This is where I can't let anything get in my way. I delved deeper yet. Into the mind of my lover. I can see thousands of images. Many of me. Of the happy times we've had together. Our past cases and adventures. Even some thoughts of our old trainer days. Many contain Togepi and Pikachu, and some of our closest friends, like Brock and Tracey. The pain is immense. I can't keep this up. I'm going to have pull out very soon. I can't take much more. I need to find something. Anything that can give me a chance of bringing her back! I see her hopes...her dreams...everything is being revealed to me. I'm concentrating harder, trying to uncover everything.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I clutch my head and fall to my knees, realizing I'm back in the waiting room, but I can't take the time to look at anything else. I can hear footsteps quickly advancing towards me.
'Sir! What's wrong?!"
"N-N-Nothing...nothing. I'm sorry."
"Please, don't yell. We have other patients trying to sleep. If you have another outburst, I'll have to ask you to leave."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I...nevermind." The nurse walks away, and my vision returns to normal, no more pain in my head. I guess...I failed. That's the only explanation. I'm no psychic. I can hear footsteps approaching me again.
"Sir? Are you alright? Are you ready to talk now?" It's the doctor that I talked to before.
"Yes. But...what else is there to tell me?"
"Well, you need to make burial decisions. Or cremation. It's up to you." I never thought that I would have to make this decision. I don't want to.
"I guess...I'll b-"
"Doctor!" One of the nurses ran up to him from behind, panting and out of breath.
"What's the matter?"
"Patient 116! She's alive again! Patient 116 is alive!" A look of disbelief fell over his face, and he turned to me again.
"If you'll excuse me, please." He runs off with the nurse, down the hall and out of my sight. A look of wonder comes over my face. Number 116? Was that Misty? I could only hope...moments later, I see the doctor calmly walking back towards me, a slight smile on his face. He finally reaches me, and I await what he has to say.
"She wants to see you."
"She?"
"Just come with me." He turns around, and begins to walk away. I hurry after him, a spring in my step. I didn't know if it was Misty, but hell! Who else could it be?
After what seems like forever, we turn into an open room. I see a red- haired woman, sitting on the bed, her hands lying across her lap.
"Ash. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"M-Misty? That really you?" She can't help but let out a small snicker.
"Of course it's me! Who else?" Tears are welling up. Was it possible? Is she really back? Could it just be Duplica playing another one of her sick tricks? I realize something. She wouldn't be able to switch rooms so quickly. It has to be her. But I just have to ask.
"You're...You're not Duplica, are you?"
"Duplica? No, Ash. It's me, Misty. What's with Duplica?"
"I'll...I'll tell you later." I walk over to her side, my legs trembling with fascination and wonder and joy. She holds her arms out to me. Welcoming me. I stumble into her arms and they wrap around me. Her arms are warm, comforting. The doctor and nurses walk out to give us some time by ourselves.
"What were you doing while I was gone?"
"I...I wasn't doing to well. Drinking, staying out late, not getting a lot of sleep. It's hard without you. I can't live without you."
"Ash, what if I hadn't of come back? Would you have kept on doing those things?"
"I dunno...probably."
"I wouldn't want you to do that."
"Did Gary...hurt you?"
"He...beat me. It was horrible. I didn't want anything to do with it! It hurt so much..."
"I mean...did he..."
"Rape me? No, he wasn't interested in me. Only the money. He told me so."
"You're telling me the truth?"
"Yes. I am. Curious, though...Ash, would you still love me, even if he did?"
"Of course. Nothing would ever keep me from you."
"I missed you."
"I missed you, too." I cried softly into her shoulder.
"Why are you crying?"
"I...I'm thinking...what if...this is all a dream...?"
"Ash! Don't think like that! This is no dream! It's real. Besides, if it was, would you feel this as vividly as you are now?" She pushed me away a little bit so she could see my face. She leaned in, and I leaned forward too. Our lips met each other, and warmth flowed through-out my body. It was almost like when Pikachu used to shock me. I haven't kissed her in so long. She pulled away and questioned me.
"Well?" I managed to smile.
"Guess not." She smiled right back, and pulled me back into her arms. I pulled away and looked down the length of her body. Most of it was covered by the hospital gown, but I could see her legs and arms, and obviously, her face. The bruises and cuts were gone. Not a trace. She noticed what I was doing, and knew what I was thinking. She leaned over to my ear and whispered to me.
"Thanks." Thanks?
"...For...?"
"For bringing me back." I was stunned at this remark.
"How...But I thought...you were..."
"I felt you inside of me. My very essence. It was comforting. I felt you in my soul, searching my mind for anything that would help you."
"But...what did I do that brought you back?"
"You were there."
"What?" A tear began to fall from her eyes. I kissed it away, but it didn't help. More soon followed.
"You were there. When I wanted, no, NEEDED you most. That's enough for me." An awkward silence fell, and I felt that I needed to break it.
"I love you, Misty."
"I love you, too, Ash."
Here we are. Staring at each other. She's lying down right in front of me. We're here. We're back together again.
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YUA: Ahhhhh...romance. Don't ya love it? (No pun intended, hehe!) But, the story isn't over! Maybe 3 or 4 more chappies! Maybe more! Stay tuned! Love ya! ::winks:: Critics...ya can't live with'em, ya can't live without'em!