Author Notes: The answer to the trivia two chapters ago is cwm. Basically pronounced coom; or something like that in the trivia for the last chapter, the cartoon character is just regular cartoons. Not in any specific type or anything. But, for those who are confused and don't seem to be able to get it very easily, when you hear foul language on regular t.v. what sound comes out? If you can see the connection there, you can get another vote counted on whatever side you're already on. Anyway, Ash and Misty C. will be in the whirl cup. Anyway, the light spoken in the fortune telling will be in this chapter. Also, I noted that some don't like how Misty C. is right now. Please note that she doesn't think that she's the best or anything, she just wants to win no matter how many times she loses. She may seem annoying, but she is being basically persistent in an annoying way. Anyway, please enjoy chapter 19!

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Misty collapsed onto her sleeping bag exhausted. She didn't expect to have this kind of strain involved with training. Although she had caught several pokemon, she was surprised to see how difficult it was. She had always thought that the real difficulty was in battling them until the end. Of course with Gary it's much harder, Misty thought to herself. I just hope that the whirl cup will be much easier. That way we can continue on traveling the way that we had started.

Misty looked over at Gary. He was still pumped full of energy and he caught more than she did. Misty could not understand why that was. She was completely exhausted after only catching less than half of the Pokemon that he had caught. Misty couldn't understand it. I guess I'll never understand why, Misty thought as she dozed off.

When Misty woke it was late afternoon. Misty decided to let her pokemon out of their pokeballs and try to fix something before Gary got back from wherever he was. Misty used her Houndour to get a small cooking fire going. As Gary was returning from wherever he was, Misty was just finishing making some soup. Gary came over and looked in the pot and sniffed it.

"How is it?" Misty asked, uncertain of what his response would be.

"I smells like it's actually edible," Gary said. Misty smacked Gary over the head with the stick that she used to move the pot on and off the fire. Although Misty was glad that he thought it smelled good, she didn't like his comment.

When the soup was gone, Misty relaxed on her sleeping bag, watching the sun set. A stray ray of light shone through the trees and right into Misty's eyes. She couldn't stay like that and sat up. Suddenly she saw her Eevee begin to glow white. Misty could tell that her Eevee was evolving. Although Misty wanted it to evolve into a Flareon, she was glad to see it evolving into either an Umbreon or an Espeon. Misty looked towards the sun. It was on its way going down. Misty wasn't certain which it would evolve into and when it was done, Misty wasn't certain what she was looking at.

"Blaze!" the newly evolved Eevee cried out.

Gary moved over to the pokemon and inspected it. It seemed to radiate light from it. Misty checked her Pokedex but there wasn't any information on it. "What is it?" Misty asked.

"It seems that you've got an entirely new pokemon," Gary replied. "I think that it's even a new type."

Misty was really surprised at Gary's reply. She expected Gary to know exactly what pokemon it was. However, it was even an all-new type possibly. Misty wasn't certain if this was a good thing or not. "What are you going to call it?" Gary asked.

Misty was caught off guard. This was just too much information for her. Not only did she discover a new pokemon by evolution, but she also got to name it. She didn't want anything to do with this, but figured that she would need to. "Um, I think that since it's, um, blazing light, I, uh, think that I'll name it Blazeon," Misty answered.

Gary nodded his approval. Misty then decided that she would rather put Blazeon back in its pokeball because it was just too bright for Misty. As soon as Blazeon was back in it's pokeball, her Houndour ran over to Misty whimpering. Misty understood why it was doing that. It was just scared of the sudden light. Misty did what she could to comfort all of her pokemon and reassure them that everything was fine. When Misty was done comforting her pokemon and returning them to their pokeballs, night had settled.

Misty was not in a very good mood. She was very frustrated that she got so exhausted from catching pokemon while Gary didn't seem so affected by it. What was more was that she had gotten a new pokemon and it even was a pokemon that there was no data on. On top of that, it was probably a new type. She wasn't certain that she wanted to be known for this. Yet, she didn't want to leave her Blazeon, because they were very close. She wasn't as sure of herself as she once was now.

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Gary was laying on his sleeping bag pretending to be asleep. He was thinking about how things seemed to be turning strange. Ash discovers a new pokemon and now a new Eevee evolution is found. Why hasn't this been discovered before? Gary thought to himself. And on top of that, what would this new type be? Gary didn't have any answers to either question and doubted that he would ever learn the answer to the first question.

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Ash was content with the train ride to Goldenrod city. Misty was sleeping next to him, leaning on his shoulder and he had an arm around her. Although Misty was holding a sleeping Ashe in her lap, Ash felt really close to her. Misty was determined to participate in the competition, but Ash wasn't certain if that would be good, although Misty wasn't so far along in her pregnancy that it should be a problem. Ash just didn't want anything to happen to her.

Ash looks out the window to survey the dark fields that they were passing. It seemed really peaceful. Ash wondered if his life ever would be that way. It certainly hadn't been that way since he first lost his memory, or had it?

Ash had remembered quite a bit about his past during the time when he was missing for nine years. However, he still couldn't remember a time when he felt completely at peace with his life during that time. The only few days that he could remember feeling this way was the few days after his marriage to Misty. Ash wondered if he didn't have amnesia, would he have felt at peace during the nine years that he was missing? Or would he still have felt uneasy at least a little bit. Ash figured that he would have been at peace if he hadn't felt like he should be elsewhere then where he was at the time when he was missing.

Ash turned towards Misty when he felt her stir. As she raised her head and their eyes met, they smiled. "Good evening, Mist," Ash said to Misty.

"Evening," Misty replied.

"How are you doing?" Ash inquired.

"Fine, and the baby's fine," Misty answered. "How are you doing?"

"I'm okay," Ash said, turning to look out the window again.

"Really?" Misty asked.

"Yeah," Ash replied, absentmindedly.

Ash heard Misty sigh. "What is it?" Ash asked, not turning from the window.

"You. You seem to be often thinking. I would like to know what it is that you're thinking about," Misty answered.

"I don't know," Ash replied.

"You don't know what?" Misty asked, a little hurt by the answer.

"I just don't know what to do," Ash told Misty flatly.

"About what?" Misty asked.

"I know I love you, but I also know that I love Marin. I just don't know what I should do about it," Ash answered, still not taking his eyes from the scenery that was just flying by them.

Misty was silent. Ash understood why. There wasn't anything that she could do to help him. He was on his own. There wasn't anyone else that could help him through this. He was on his own for the first time in his life. He now didn't have anyone to help him through this. When he had first started training, Misty had been there for him; although they didn't get along too well, they were still together. Then, whenever someone left, there seemed to be someone else to take their place. It was rather strange, but Ash never really thought about it. Now, with all that he had gone through, he still wasn't able to go through this with any help. He had to brave it on his own. Vaguely he heard Misty say something to him.

"What?" Ash asked.

"I said, no matter what happens, I'll still love you. I also know that you'll always love me no matter what you choose. So you can relax a bit on that," Misty replies.

"It's not that," Ash says. Ash can feel Misty's head shaking from side to side. Ash knows what she's implying. "I'm telling you it's not that."

"Oh? Then just what are you thinking about, hmm?" Misty asks, clearly confident that she'll get Ash.

"Uh, well, uh, it's complicated," Ash stammers lamely.

"Uh-huh. So, then, how complicated does this get?" Misty asks, knowing that she's really getting to Ash.

"It's just that I don't know how to go through this on my own," Ash replies.

"There!" Misty crows triumphantly. "That wasn't so complicated, now was it?"

Ash just shakes his head. "It's not that."

"Then what is it?" Misty demands.

"I just don't know how to do this on my own. All my life I've been helped by others, whether I wanted that help or not. Now I have this, ummm, problem that I can't see how anyone could really help me. So, in short, I'm on my own here," Ash answers.

Misty sighs and lays her head on Ash's shoulder again. Ash doesn't like to do this to Misty. He knows that she wants to help, but Ash wants to be able to help himself before he wants someone else to try and help him. Unfortunately, he knows that that little conversation gave him a little help regardless of what he would like to have happen. Ash sighs deeply. How long will I need to be on my own? Ash wonders.

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Author's notes: How does everyone like it so far? In the next chapter, I'll have it at the whirl cup competition. Misty and Gary will skip through Olivine city, so Misty won't have gotten another badge until then, though she will have either a Wooper or a Quagsire for the competition. Also, the type for Blazeon is Light. The exact opposite of Dark. All light-type moves are very effective against dark, though the same is true vice versa. Also, light-types are immune to attacks that are not physical in the sense of hyper beam, ice beam, solar beam, and all psychic attacks. However, the cost for these immunities are high. Whenever there is an ice attack that can freeze the opponent, and damages the light-type, it will be frozen automatically. Also, no matter what, the light-type will fall asleep without fail by any sleep inducing moves with the exception of hypnosis. Anyway, the votes still are 10 ½ to 1 ½. The trivia for this chapter is: What is Albert Einstein suspected to have had that I also have? Please look forward to the next chapter! ^_^