Chapter 4: Lost Dreams
Oak looked over his ex-indestructible lab. Lost for words, he could only gape at the damage, remembering all the trouble he went to and all of the years it took to build his wonderful laboratory. But now it was gone, taken away by a single pokémon, when no other means had been able to tear it down.
Ash's mother stood down the road, staring down at what remained of her house; Mimey stood at her side, holding the broken pieces of his beloved broom. Years of memories lay broken; the pieces lay in front of her.
Ash, Misty, Brock, and Slash watched in silence, each thinking their separate thoughts on the situation. They knew what was ahead, Slash most of all, and loathed to go to it. Slash pondered the position, wondering what he could do to help repair these tattered lives. All I know is that Roodemon must be stopped, before he destroys more than property.
A grumbling noise broke the silence. Three pairs of eyes whipped around to look at Misty, who had dared impede on their thoughts.
"Sorry," she blushed, "I guess I went a little light on that pizza."
"Light?!" Slash struggled to hold in his laughter, "You ate at least what, ten pieces!" he added. Ash and Brock exploded in laughter, Slash swallowed, trying to keep a straight face. Misty's face turned a bright shade of crimson.
"I was hungry, okay!" she yelled indignantly. Slash let go of his laughter and patted Misty on the back.
"It's ok," he replied, assuringly, between laughs, "I just couldn't pass up such a great opportunity!" Misty simply harrumphed and slouched down, crossing her arms and looking ready to kill somebody. Ash and Brock were still rolling on the ground and laughing. Pikachu sighed and plopped down next to Misty.
"And besides," Slash had stopped laughing, "Ash really needs something to be happy about right now, you know?" Misty nodded, sighing and feeling better. Stroking Pikachu's head, she yawned.
"So," she turned to Slash, "what are we going to do now? We have to stop whatever caused this mess." Ash and Brock stood up, wiping tears out of their eyes, and looked expectantly at Slash.
"Well," he started slowly, "I would expect someone should stay behind and help Oak and Ash's mom. Ash and Misty immediately turned to Brock.
"Oh, fine!" Brock sighed. As much as he enjoyed house work, Brock wasn't sure he wanted to leave his friends.
"Then we should go see if we can't find that darn pokémon!" Slash got up, handing Togepi, who had somehow fallen asleep on his lap, to Misty. Ash and they said their good-byes to Brock, after which Slash let out Articuno. "Let's go!"
The three climbed onto Articuno, Pikachu following after fighting to get away from the giant bird's enveloping tail. The icy bird then took of, the passengers waving to Brock as they flew away, out of sight.
***
So, Prof. Oak watched the group fly away into the evening, he has an Articuno, does he? Perhaps my suspicions were not unfounded after all.
Oak looked over his ex-indestructible lab. Lost for words, he could only gape at the damage, remembering all the trouble he went to and all of the years it took to build his wonderful laboratory. But now it was gone, taken away by a single pokémon, when no other means had been able to tear it down.
Ash's mother stood down the road, staring down at what remained of her house; Mimey stood at her side, holding the broken pieces of his beloved broom. Years of memories lay broken; the pieces lay in front of her.
Ash, Misty, Brock, and Slash watched in silence, each thinking their separate thoughts on the situation. They knew what was ahead, Slash most of all, and loathed to go to it. Slash pondered the position, wondering what he could do to help repair these tattered lives. All I know is that Roodemon must be stopped, before he destroys more than property.
A grumbling noise broke the silence. Three pairs of eyes whipped around to look at Misty, who had dared impede on their thoughts.
"Sorry," she blushed, "I guess I went a little light on that pizza."
"Light?!" Slash struggled to hold in his laughter, "You ate at least what, ten pieces!" he added. Ash and Brock exploded in laughter, Slash swallowed, trying to keep a straight face. Misty's face turned a bright shade of crimson.
"I was hungry, okay!" she yelled indignantly. Slash let go of his laughter and patted Misty on the back.
"It's ok," he replied, assuringly, between laughs, "I just couldn't pass up such a great opportunity!" Misty simply harrumphed and slouched down, crossing her arms and looking ready to kill somebody. Ash and Brock were still rolling on the ground and laughing. Pikachu sighed and plopped down next to Misty.
"And besides," Slash had stopped laughing, "Ash really needs something to be happy about right now, you know?" Misty nodded, sighing and feeling better. Stroking Pikachu's head, she yawned.
"So," she turned to Slash, "what are we going to do now? We have to stop whatever caused this mess." Ash and Brock stood up, wiping tears out of their eyes, and looked expectantly at Slash.
"Well," he started slowly, "I would expect someone should stay behind and help Oak and Ash's mom. Ash and Misty immediately turned to Brock.
"Oh, fine!" Brock sighed. As much as he enjoyed house work, Brock wasn't sure he wanted to leave his friends.
"Then we should go see if we can't find that darn pokémon!" Slash got up, handing Togepi, who had somehow fallen asleep on his lap, to Misty. Ash and they said their good-byes to Brock, after which Slash let out Articuno. "Let's go!"
The three climbed onto Articuno, Pikachu following after fighting to get away from the giant bird's enveloping tail. The icy bird then took of, the passengers waving to Brock as they flew away, out of sight.
***
So, Prof. Oak watched the group fly away into the evening, he has an Articuno, does he? Perhaps my suspicions were not unfounded after all.