DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon, never have and never will. But heres a good ficcy about the great show!

DEDICATION: This chapter is dedicated to Cloud, Tifa, and Aeris of Final Fantasy 7!

Ash, Misty, Brock, Pikachu, and Kalanu sat around the flickering fire. A few feet away sat their weaponry. Beyond that was the burning remains of the city of Narshe. Nobody spoke as they stared into the fire, each deep in thought. Each regretting many of their desicions.

Finally Ash stood up, but nobody noticed except Misty. She rose her head slightly to look him in the eye. He nodded slightly and walked by her, for a second setting his hand upon her shoulder and giving a reassuring squeeze. Misty nodded as Ash walked up to the edge of the cliff twenty feet away.

Ash looked around taking in the beauty of the sunset. How ironic that such beauty could still possibly survive inspite of the horrors that had recently rocked the world. He found it hard to accept that less then a year ago, none of this had been. All had been right in the world.

With a sigh, Ash looked down into the gulley and saw the camps of the Esper army. Far below he could just barely make out the flickering fires and figures moving around. With a small turn of his head he was looking at Narshe and the tense armies of the Elite Soldiers. Ash sighed sickened, knowing what would be happening soon.

Without hesitation, Ash pulled out the small laptop, digital camcorder, and satalite dish. He gently adjusted it taking careful aim into the sky. After a few minutes he was satisfied and looked into the camera.

"Listen to my story. This... may be our last chance