Chapter 11: What to do?

"Hello? Is anyone here?" Misty called out loud after a few minutes of awkward silence. Sweat layered her creamy skin, her mind thinking about the situation that just happened. She worried for her friends, hoping that they were okay as well she could not where she was going or who was with her, but she noticed there was a two distinctions in the path, one going left, and one going right. She hoped that they all had taken the right path like she did. Images ran through her head, possible scenarios of what happened to her friends, which just made her more worried, tears, began to swell up in her eyes. "If only I had told Ash…."

"Told me what?" Hearing those words, Mnisty jumped up into the air shocked. The voice was so sudden and yet so calm about the situation put in front of them. Blood boiled, as Misty realized that Ash was listening to her desperate calls for the last few minutes. Anger filled her feminine frame, as took out the lantern from her backpack and lit a candle aflame, seeing Ash's presence. Once she had seen him, now her face glowing a shade of red she walked up to him in fury.

"You heard me all this time, crying for the last few minutes and then you don't even bother to respond!" Misty yelled, echoing throughout the cave, probably waking up everything that was sleeping. The pitch she was speaking at was so high that Ash thought his eardrums would explode. Behind her physical development, there stood the same Misty, same as always, rash.

"I was trying to contemplate a plan… and I wasn't paying that much attention…" Managing to get these words to escape, through his barely opened lips, making the words barely plausible to Misty. Yet out of Misty being angered, a weak smile crept onto Ash's face as he had realized that Misty was the same person that he had adored, even loved, years back.

"So you didn't care that it is your fault that you got us here, you got us lost, you got us chased, and now you're going, along with myself, die in this stupid cave!" Misty responded, fury still taking over her. Her face glowing a shade of red that Ash had never seen before, Misty ejaculated her arms forward out of anger. Her cascade blue eyes, making her seem innocent, had a glaring; rather hateful tint to them. "Are you always such an ass!?"

Even though Ash had got them stuck in this situation, was he the only one to blame. Having a better grip over his emotions, he tried to remain calm, but with the accusation especially the last insult his last button was pushed, and anger began to make his blood boil, "You didn't have to come inside with me! I went in on my own to explore it! So you have no right to accuse me for anything because it is your fault you're stuck here not mine!"

"Shut up." Was the only response Misty had to what he said. Realizing that she was actually stuck in this situation, trapped inside a cave with a man she can barely stand she figured that panic and arguing would not help, rather finding a way to escape is a better alternative. Scanning the area she looked back and forth, and stared at the pile of boulders, which blocked her way out of the entrance; those jagged rocks being piled on top of one another forming a wall. "I have a question."

"What is that?" Sitting down on the floor, Ash rested. Heavy pants escaped his lips as he tied to recover his energy and strength, as it took a lot out of him to not be crushed by the stampede of Golem. His chestnut colored oculars looked over at Misty, who was walking back and forth, side to side of the cave in a ponder. A worried expression filled her face as she suddenly stopped, like she had an idea or realized something. Ash only made a noise to get her attention.

"Where's Brock?" Both had a look of curiosity, and dumbfounded looks on their face like they were children in the fifth grade not knowing the concept of responsibility. Both tilted their heads, pondering of where he can be. The arguments between the two usually are never disturbed like that and have the awkward silence between the responses. Brock was the barrier, he would do, rather attempt, to stop the argument at all costs trying to divert their attention away from the subject.

"I don't know," Ash shook his head in disbelief that he had lost one of his friends to a stampede. Not sure of his origins or that Misty was worried about her old time friend Ash continued to speak, trying to comfort her, "at least we are safe."

Images entered her thoughts. One of them all running and screaming their lungs out as a natural reaction of being scared, running through the pitch black maze that was considered a cave, a distinction between two paths, not able to see where her two friend were, seeing that Ash ran to the right, Brock to the left, she had followed the one she had always trusted dearly. Being snapped out of her little trance, Misty looked back at Ash as he spoke those words, which seemed to light a fuse. "Brock took the other path, I thought he followed you…" She lied.

"Don't worry about him. Worry about ourselves, now how are we going to get ourselves out of this little mess." Ash stood up as he said this, his eyes making contact with those of Misty's. A fuse was lighten as Misty heard those words, excessive twitching, like she was some homicidal freak, as she tried to keep her emotions in. A loud growl escaped her lips along with so many words being shot at Ash so quickly like bullets he could barely understand her.

"Brock is our friend the last time I had checked! How can I not worry, how can you not worry? Geez, Ash, you are really something, being so self involved and such an ass hole. I thought you were way caring about people, or maybe that was back then when you were actually considerate of people! But times had changed, didn't they? All you care about is your little title as all you want is glory and yourself! You are not even old enough to realize that all you do is repel people, and that is why when you're older you are going to die lonely and alone! You'll be one of those old people, resenting those of the young had happy always yelling at someone who even comes near you for no apparent reasons nice you envy them! I'd rather be stuck with Brock than with you, at least he has some compassion!" Each word stung Ash like he was bitten by some kind of insect. No emotional response was given to her little lecture, nor did he have the time. Misty, being full of anger, and yet had the feeling she had let something off her chest that was bugging her for some time now, she began to walk off into the deep caves with her emotions controlling her.

Partially Ash did not care what Misty had said, seeing that she was only being bitter about the situation, but the other part of him cared since he knew at least part of that was true. She cannot grab accusations from the sky that are just hovering there, waiting to be taken. "Misty if you really think of me that way, why did you come?" Was the only words that Ash could mutter out in a lower tone than usual; a tone that was almost monotone but had a tint of sorrow. Misty stopped in her tracks and shrugged her shoulders, letting her muscles loose. She did not move.

(Authors Note: Cliffhanger. I love to annoy you people that way. Hopefully I won't be attacked or anything like that. I hope you enjoyed this chapter I had fun writing it and I think it is a lot better than the rest of the lot I have posted. It look a lot of time to start seeing as I had so much time to cover, but now you see the characters interact. I'm so happy right now! So please review with what you think and I hope that you enjoyed reading this. Review with what you think, comments, suggestions, questions, or to just tell me to read your fiction since I will.)