Chapter 12: From The Heart
Covering his ears with his hands, with a look of terror written upon his face, Brock watched as the jagged rocks from the ceiling formed a rockslide, making it impossible for him to go outside that way. Once the sound had stopped Brock put his hands down and looked as dirt around the landslide rose up and mixed with the air. Looking at it for minutes straight, he had no conclusion of how to get rid of it. Then realizing that his friends were traveling with him he immediately called out their names, "Misty? Ash?" With terror still in his veins the words were barely plausible. There was no response. He called them out again. Once again, there was no response.
Throwing off the backpack that was slicked over his shoulder he opened it and took out his lantern. He then lit the candle encased by glass aflame, giving a dim glow to the cave, able to see his own shadow against the wall. The gentle warm glow of te candle was soothing to him, a light smoke was released giving the air in the cave a more gentle aura.
Seeing that his friends were not in sight he began to be drained in his thoughts and began to think what could of happened to them.
'They walked down the cave, we were chased, we ran, I landed up here.' That was all that Brock can conclude of what happened. Two possibilities of what could have happened popped up in his head. 'Either they were ran over, but I doubt that since I'm sure I would of heard a shriek of pain, or there could have been another path to take.' Nodding his head, he agreed with himself, 'they just wound up on a different path.' He forced himself to become satisfied with the answer.
Looking down the long narrow cave, he began to walk down the long path veiled in darkness.
"Well Misty, if you think so lowly of me then why did you bother to come in the first place." Stopping in her tracks of rage, Misty looked back at him with tears welling up in her eyes; "you claimed to have gotten a letter from me, saying that I wanted to see you. If you thought so lowly of me then why did you come?" No emotions were on Ash's face as he spoke those words. Brow raised in curiosity, becoming impatient for an answer. Misty stood there in silence, throwing an intense stare at him, an awkward presence filled the air.
"If you cannot even answer a simple question like that then you don't have a right to accuse me of being things I'm not." He continued to speak, continued to press Misty's buttons to see what she'll do next.
The look that was spread upon her face quickly disappeared. "Ash you don't understand. You don't know anything. I came to see if you were okay, seeing that we left on such bad terms. To see if you realized you were an ass yet." With a sneer on her face Misty said this, and thanked her mind for coming up with such a good comeback. Was she able to admit to him that she still had a bit of a crush on him? That there was still sparks among them that can be rekindled? By the way ash is treating her, Misty guessed that he did not feel the same way. Misty, just acting like a bitch to defend herself, was her method to get Ash back for all the heartbreak that she had to endure.
For the first time, showing a facial expression, his chestnut colored oculars looked down at the floor. Was he expecting something from Misty? Why suddenly have the look of being crushed after she said those words? Misty looked at him with the same intense stare and began to walk closer to him, the fury that engulfed her body now settling down.
"You got a letter as well, so why did you come if you think so slowly of me and want to blow me off so easily? You didn't even care that I felt uncomfortable in this cave." Lowering her head a bit she looked into Ash's eyes, which quickly turned away from making eye contact with hers. He looked over at the wall, seeing his own shadow.
"I came since I thought you had something to ask me, or tell me, or confess to me. However you would like to state it. Also, I wanted to apologize for flicking you off, it was not right of me." Finally the kid was beginning to open up to the girl. He sat down and leaned against the wall, fiddling with his fingers. He took breathes of the stale air seeing that they were no where close to be outside so no fresh air could travel in.
Being indicated that they were not going to go anywhere for a bit, Misty wiped part of the ground, removing the jagged and small pebbles and sat across from Ash. For minutes they just looked at each other, not saying s word, but able to read their facial expression like they were conversing about something. Finally Misty broke the silence.
"It's okay. Well not okay that you did it in the first place, but if you're sincerely sorry then I forgive you. If you start being an ass again though, be ready for me to cuss you out." With a slight laugh at the end trying to make a joke, a weak smile appeared on the face of the young man. He just nodded in a response and got up to go over to her. His frame towered over hers, as he looked down at the young female.
"Thanks for forgiving me. It was hard for me to think what happened to you and Brock since we had last departed. I didn't want you to suffer too much, it as just something on the moment. I cracked under the pressure, I guess… I need my title it is what I wanted since I ever knew about Pokemon." Holding out his hand, Misty clenched onto it and heaved her body into a standing position. She only smiled in a response, her words being taken away. She went over to her bag and slung it over her shoulder and held her lantern.
"We might as well explore this place for a way out."
"Yes, we should." Ash nodded and took the lantern from Misty's hand once he had slung his own bag over his shoulder. A smile appeared on the young woman's face, "let me that that." With the lantern being held out forward, the two began to walk down the deep cave.
(Authors Note: Sorry that the chapter is so short, but I couldn't resist to make Ash and Misty nice to each other again and for Brock fans to just show you that he is not dead. This chapter was just to make them on good terms again, but it'll get more fluffy and exciting in the next few chapters. So now that you read the chapter please review with comments, suggestions, questions, whatever you may desire. If you want me to read your fiction just say so in the review and I'll be sure to check it out. Thanks for reading I hoped you enjoyed.
Covering his ears with his hands, with a look of terror written upon his face, Brock watched as the jagged rocks from the ceiling formed a rockslide, making it impossible for him to go outside that way. Once the sound had stopped Brock put his hands down and looked as dirt around the landslide rose up and mixed with the air. Looking at it for minutes straight, he had no conclusion of how to get rid of it. Then realizing that his friends were traveling with him he immediately called out their names, "Misty? Ash?" With terror still in his veins the words were barely plausible. There was no response. He called them out again. Once again, there was no response.
Throwing off the backpack that was slicked over his shoulder he opened it and took out his lantern. He then lit the candle encased by glass aflame, giving a dim glow to the cave, able to see his own shadow against the wall. The gentle warm glow of te candle was soothing to him, a light smoke was released giving the air in the cave a more gentle aura.
Seeing that his friends were not in sight he began to be drained in his thoughts and began to think what could of happened to them.
'They walked down the cave, we were chased, we ran, I landed up here.' That was all that Brock can conclude of what happened. Two possibilities of what could have happened popped up in his head. 'Either they were ran over, but I doubt that since I'm sure I would of heard a shriek of pain, or there could have been another path to take.' Nodding his head, he agreed with himself, 'they just wound up on a different path.' He forced himself to become satisfied with the answer.
Looking down the long narrow cave, he began to walk down the long path veiled in darkness.
"Well Misty, if you think so lowly of me then why did you bother to come in the first place." Stopping in her tracks of rage, Misty looked back at him with tears welling up in her eyes; "you claimed to have gotten a letter from me, saying that I wanted to see you. If you thought so lowly of me then why did you come?" No emotions were on Ash's face as he spoke those words. Brow raised in curiosity, becoming impatient for an answer. Misty stood there in silence, throwing an intense stare at him, an awkward presence filled the air.
"If you cannot even answer a simple question like that then you don't have a right to accuse me of being things I'm not." He continued to speak, continued to press Misty's buttons to see what she'll do next.
The look that was spread upon her face quickly disappeared. "Ash you don't understand. You don't know anything. I came to see if you were okay, seeing that we left on such bad terms. To see if you realized you were an ass yet." With a sneer on her face Misty said this, and thanked her mind for coming up with such a good comeback. Was she able to admit to him that she still had a bit of a crush on him? That there was still sparks among them that can be rekindled? By the way ash is treating her, Misty guessed that he did not feel the same way. Misty, just acting like a bitch to defend herself, was her method to get Ash back for all the heartbreak that she had to endure.
For the first time, showing a facial expression, his chestnut colored oculars looked down at the floor. Was he expecting something from Misty? Why suddenly have the look of being crushed after she said those words? Misty looked at him with the same intense stare and began to walk closer to him, the fury that engulfed her body now settling down.
"You got a letter as well, so why did you come if you think so slowly of me and want to blow me off so easily? You didn't even care that I felt uncomfortable in this cave." Lowering her head a bit she looked into Ash's eyes, which quickly turned away from making eye contact with hers. He looked over at the wall, seeing his own shadow.
"I came since I thought you had something to ask me, or tell me, or confess to me. However you would like to state it. Also, I wanted to apologize for flicking you off, it was not right of me." Finally the kid was beginning to open up to the girl. He sat down and leaned against the wall, fiddling with his fingers. He took breathes of the stale air seeing that they were no where close to be outside so no fresh air could travel in.
Being indicated that they were not going to go anywhere for a bit, Misty wiped part of the ground, removing the jagged and small pebbles and sat across from Ash. For minutes they just looked at each other, not saying s word, but able to read their facial expression like they were conversing about something. Finally Misty broke the silence.
"It's okay. Well not okay that you did it in the first place, but if you're sincerely sorry then I forgive you. If you start being an ass again though, be ready for me to cuss you out." With a slight laugh at the end trying to make a joke, a weak smile appeared on the face of the young man. He just nodded in a response and got up to go over to her. His frame towered over hers, as he looked down at the young female.
"Thanks for forgiving me. It was hard for me to think what happened to you and Brock since we had last departed. I didn't want you to suffer too much, it as just something on the moment. I cracked under the pressure, I guess… I need my title it is what I wanted since I ever knew about Pokemon." Holding out his hand, Misty clenched onto it and heaved her body into a standing position. She only smiled in a response, her words being taken away. She went over to her bag and slung it over her shoulder and held her lantern.
"We might as well explore this place for a way out."
"Yes, we should." Ash nodded and took the lantern from Misty's hand once he had slung his own bag over his shoulder. A smile appeared on the young woman's face, "let me that that." With the lantern being held out forward, the two began to walk down the deep cave.
(Authors Note: Sorry that the chapter is so short, but I couldn't resist to make Ash and Misty nice to each other again and for Brock fans to just show you that he is not dead. This chapter was just to make them on good terms again, but it'll get more fluffy and exciting in the next few chapters. So now that you read the chapter please review with comments, suggestions, questions, whatever you may desire. If you want me to read your fiction just say so in the review and I'll be sure to check it out. Thanks for reading I hoped you enjoyed.
