DEDICATION: hmmmmm well..... okay! This is dedicated to the cast of Final
Fantasy 7!
Ash and Misty started for the theater in silence. Misty kept glancing over at Ash nervously. He wasn't acting normal. Ash was being all quiet, sullen and withdrawn, and it was starting to scare Misty. With a small cough she looked at Ash.
"I've heard this movie is great," Misty said. "And you've been wanting to see it right?"
"Yeah," Ash said flatly.
Misty frowned. "Well it better not have any Bug Pokemon in it! If it does the theater will feel my wraith!"
"I suppose."
Now Misty was getting mad. she had purposefully set herself up for a variety of cracks about her fear of bug Pokemon, but Ash had blown it off. He never blew off an oppurtuinity to mock her. Still... Misty wasn't going to loose her temper... yet...
Misty growled slightly. "The only cute Bug I've ever seen was Butterfree."
"Yeah. Butterfree was a good Pokemon."
"How many babies do you think Butterfree has had by now?" Misty asked with a slight smile. Talking about Ash's Pokemon always cheered him up.
Ash shrugged. "Well, I remember reading somewhere that Butterfree lay about eight eggs per laying season. So my guess..... 16 or 24 maybe?"
"Wow. That's alot of kids. He must have really gotten his freak on"
"I guess."
Another silence desended over them. Misty sighed slightly. There was a time for reasoning, a time for silence, and a time for sheer raw aggresive force. Considering it's Misty, I'll give you one choice which one she chose. Misty grabbed Ash's shoulder and forced him to look at her.
"What's your problem?" she demanded with a snarl.
"I don't have one," Ash lied trying to squirm away from Misty's tightening grip.
"YES YOU DO!" Misty screeched. "You've had your head so far up your ass lately ! Now spit it out! Whats bothering you?"
Ash looked away embaressed "It... its just some bad dreams."
Misty's face slackened. She should have known it was them again. With the sounds and squirming Ash had been doing in his sleep lately, it was no wonder that it was those dreams that had been bothering him. misty let go of Ash's shoulder and stared at him concerned.
"Oh. Well, just remember, dreams aren't real."
Ash looked at Misty, but he didn't have the look she had wanted. For the first time Misty realized just how much Ash's face had aged in the last few hours. It was nothing visable, but his eyes seemed to be those of a battle worn old man. He looked away from Misty, not wanting her to see him.
"But what if they come true?" Ash whispered quiet enough so Misty would not be able to hear him.
"Come on Ash," Misty said drapng an arm around Ash's shoulder. "We gotta hurry or we'll miss the movie."
Ash hesitated for a second, then nodded. Misty started to jog, but Ash had not moved. Misty noticed after a minute and saw looking in a garbage can with a look of confusion and fear. Misty went back to Ash and looked into the trash can. Lying at the top was a newspaper. She read the headline outloud more to herself then Ash.
"RAPEST STILL ON THE LOOSE.
Jack Neilson is still alluding police. Wanted for the rape and murder of four girls, including gym leader Sabrina's daughter, Neilson fled from police early Thursday. Last believed to be in Belvaria, he had been sighted her in Grafton. Be advised as suspect is believed to be armed and dangerous.
Neilson is also suspected of several other murders, including three of them in the city of New Bark. Police have issued a curfew for the following cities: Cerulean, Pallet, Rose, Grafton, Columbus, Toledo, and Vegas. Neilson is suspected to be hunting continued on A14"
"I hope they catch that guy soon," Misty said tossing the paper back into the garbage. "He really deserves whatever he gets."
Ash nodded and looked up at the sky. A small glint of a shocked smile crawled on his lips.. Misty looked at him a little confused. Ash's face seemed to have another look on it. A look of.... grim realization? Or is it something else? Either way it scared her a little. Still, she couldn't let it get under her skin. Misty shrugged it off and grabbed Ash's arm and they continued to the theater.
"Hey Ash, I got a joke for you. There's a little girl and her father in a garden..."
"Heard that one," Ash says cutting Misty. "And yes its a little old."
Misty rolled her eyes and looked at Ash. How could he have heard that joke when she had just gotten it from a chatroom? Misty sighed them smiled a little goofily.
"Well, you can't blame me for trying," Misty said with a laugh "Anyway, by my calculations, we can cut through this ally and get their faster."
Ash glanced down the ally for a second then looked away. Then he looked back eyes widening in horror. He knew this alley and he knew or at least suspected what was waiting down it.
"I don't think so Misty," Ash said. "Maybe we should just go the long way."
Misty scoffed and slowly started to pull out THE MALLET. "I don't think so. If we go the long way, we'll be late!"
Ash frowned and glanced into the ally again. "You sure?"
Misty nodded with the handle of THE MALLET hel tightly in her fist.
"Well, I want to go the long way. It lets me be with you longer," Ash said quickly.
Misty flinched in surprise, releasing her grip on the weapon of mass destruction, known as THE MALLET. Good thing Bush didn't know about that little baby. Anyway, Misty stared at Ash a little awestruck and smiled very stupidly.
"Really? You like being with me?"
"Yeah. So come on," Ash said wrapping one of his arms around Misty's.
Misty felt her heart skip a few beats as Ash and her walked. No not in the bad mecial way, but the good lovey way. She looked at Ash with a big smile. Ash was smiling to, but only because they had passed the ally and he saw it as dodging a bullet. However, neither of them noticed the figue in the shadows move.
"So what are you going to do after this league?" Misty asked.
"I'm not really sure," Ash admitted. "Probablly go join a different league or something."
"Sounds like a plan.... huh?"
Ash looked at Misty and noticed she was staring at the ground. A shadow was desending upon them. Ash's eyes widened in a horrified shock. He tried to turn, but felt something strike him in the back of the head. Ash fell to the ground and heard Misty scream, and a scuffle, but was powerless to do anything. Everything was so blurry.
He felt himself get bound and gagged, and being drug back to the dark alley. Ash wished he could see Misty just to know if she was hurt or not. Un fortunutly, even though his vision was clearing, Misty was not in sight. After another minute he felt the rough texture of the allyway. He moved his head and saw he could see again.
Ash looked up and saw a man waving a gun at Misty and him. The man, who Ash recognized from the paper as Jack Neilson, was about 6 foot 5 inches and solidly built. His hair was deep red and was at shoulder length.Across the left side of his head was a thin scar and what seemed to be a tattoo of a Pinsir. Ash groaned in his gag and started squirming.
"What do you want from us?" Misty demanded tears streaming down her face. "I gave you all our money! Go away!"
Neilson smiled. "Oh no girly. Your going to give me something else."
"Huh? No....NO!!"
Neilson snickered and ripped off Misty's shirt with ease. She tried to desperatly cover herself, but he pulled her hands. Neilson then threw Misty to the ground and put the gun against Ash's temple, slowly grinding the cold metal in. While Ash was embaressed for Misty, and stealing a glance at Misty's surpisingly attractive and curvey body, he kept his focus.
"You better do what I say girly, or he gets it."
By now Misty was crying desperately. She looked at Ash terrified then at the man with a look of disgust. With a cry of embaressment and humiliation Misty lowered her hands and head. Ash stopped for only a spilt second, his cheeks going red, and looked at Misty. Then it was back to buissness.
"O-O-Okay.... I'll d-d-do what you w-want...." Misty sobbed.
Suddenly Ash kicked the gun out of Neilson's hand. It flew across the alley and skidded under a dumpster. Neilson falled back in surprise, and Misty stared at Ash in just as much surprise. Around Ash was the severed bounds that had held him. In his hand was Brock's sharp knife. The knife that was used to cut meat off ham bones. The knifes Ash stole out of Brock's backpack earlier. Ash ripped the gag out of his mouth.
"Get away from her now!" Ash growled waving the knife.
Neilson put his hands in the air, while Ash handed Misty his jacket so she could cover herself again. She gave Ash a quick kiss on the cheek, causing Ash to blush a little more. He then looked back to Neilson and waved the knife threateningly.
"Misty, go get some cops. This sick freak is gonna get his," Ash ordered keeping his eyes off of Misty's exposed body and on Neilson.
Misty didn't need anymore coaxing to get her ass out of there. She ran out of the alley at top speeds. Ash turned and glared at Neilson with an arogant smirk.
"That's one to get away," Ash sneered. "And this starts the end of your sick career."
Neilson scoffed. "Like that little runt will stop me. When the cops get here, or that they'll fins is your body."
Neilson suddenly lunged forward which Ash wasn't expecting. With a swift backhand, the blade was knocked out of Ash's hand. Ash quickly fell back before Neilson could try any more attacks.
"Fine. If you want to fight, then I will be more then happy to bust your head open."
Oh, I am so evil to leave you on a cliffhanger like this aint I? BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Dont worry. I'm pretty sure the next chapter is the last one. But I need 1 quick thing for help. I need a good song that works for being a dance, confession, and a cheer up.
Oh! Big news! Goto Serebii.net! They got some important news! Mistys returning in episode 320!
Ash and Misty started for the theater in silence. Misty kept glancing over at Ash nervously. He wasn't acting normal. Ash was being all quiet, sullen and withdrawn, and it was starting to scare Misty. With a small cough she looked at Ash.
"I've heard this movie is great," Misty said. "And you've been wanting to see it right?"
"Yeah," Ash said flatly.
Misty frowned. "Well it better not have any Bug Pokemon in it! If it does the theater will feel my wraith!"
"I suppose."
Now Misty was getting mad. she had purposefully set herself up for a variety of cracks about her fear of bug Pokemon, but Ash had blown it off. He never blew off an oppurtuinity to mock her. Still... Misty wasn't going to loose her temper... yet...
Misty growled slightly. "The only cute Bug I've ever seen was Butterfree."
"Yeah. Butterfree was a good Pokemon."
"How many babies do you think Butterfree has had by now?" Misty asked with a slight smile. Talking about Ash's Pokemon always cheered him up.
Ash shrugged. "Well, I remember reading somewhere that Butterfree lay about eight eggs per laying season. So my guess..... 16 or 24 maybe?"
"Wow. That's alot of kids. He must have really gotten his freak on"
"I guess."
Another silence desended over them. Misty sighed slightly. There was a time for reasoning, a time for silence, and a time for sheer raw aggresive force. Considering it's Misty, I'll give you one choice which one she chose. Misty grabbed Ash's shoulder and forced him to look at her.
"What's your problem?" she demanded with a snarl.
"I don't have one," Ash lied trying to squirm away from Misty's tightening grip.
"YES YOU DO!" Misty screeched. "You've had your head so far up your ass lately ! Now spit it out! Whats bothering you?"
Ash looked away embaressed "It... its just some bad dreams."
Misty's face slackened. She should have known it was them again. With the sounds and squirming Ash had been doing in his sleep lately, it was no wonder that it was those dreams that had been bothering him. misty let go of Ash's shoulder and stared at him concerned.
"Oh. Well, just remember, dreams aren't real."
Ash looked at Misty, but he didn't have the look she had wanted. For the first time Misty realized just how much Ash's face had aged in the last few hours. It was nothing visable, but his eyes seemed to be those of a battle worn old man. He looked away from Misty, not wanting her to see him.
"But what if they come true?" Ash whispered quiet enough so Misty would not be able to hear him.
"Come on Ash," Misty said drapng an arm around Ash's shoulder. "We gotta hurry or we'll miss the movie."
Ash hesitated for a second, then nodded. Misty started to jog, but Ash had not moved. Misty noticed after a minute and saw looking in a garbage can with a look of confusion and fear. Misty went back to Ash and looked into the trash can. Lying at the top was a newspaper. She read the headline outloud more to herself then Ash.
"RAPEST STILL ON THE LOOSE.
Jack Neilson is still alluding police. Wanted for the rape and murder of four girls, including gym leader Sabrina's daughter, Neilson fled from police early Thursday. Last believed to be in Belvaria, he had been sighted her in Grafton. Be advised as suspect is believed to be armed and dangerous.
Neilson is also suspected of several other murders, including three of them in the city of New Bark. Police have issued a curfew for the following cities: Cerulean, Pallet, Rose, Grafton, Columbus, Toledo, and Vegas. Neilson is suspected to be hunting continued on A14"
"I hope they catch that guy soon," Misty said tossing the paper back into the garbage. "He really deserves whatever he gets."
Ash nodded and looked up at the sky. A small glint of a shocked smile crawled on his lips.. Misty looked at him a little confused. Ash's face seemed to have another look on it. A look of.... grim realization? Or is it something else? Either way it scared her a little. Still, she couldn't let it get under her skin. Misty shrugged it off and grabbed Ash's arm and they continued to the theater.
"Hey Ash, I got a joke for you. There's a little girl and her father in a garden..."
"Heard that one," Ash says cutting Misty. "And yes its a little old."
Misty rolled her eyes and looked at Ash. How could he have heard that joke when she had just gotten it from a chatroom? Misty sighed them smiled a little goofily.
"Well, you can't blame me for trying," Misty said with a laugh "Anyway, by my calculations, we can cut through this ally and get their faster."
Ash glanced down the ally for a second then looked away. Then he looked back eyes widening in horror. He knew this alley and he knew or at least suspected what was waiting down it.
"I don't think so Misty," Ash said. "Maybe we should just go the long way."
Misty scoffed and slowly started to pull out THE MALLET. "I don't think so. If we go the long way, we'll be late!"
Ash frowned and glanced into the ally again. "You sure?"
Misty nodded with the handle of THE MALLET hel tightly in her fist.
"Well, I want to go the long way. It lets me be with you longer," Ash said quickly.
Misty flinched in surprise, releasing her grip on the weapon of mass destruction, known as THE MALLET. Good thing Bush didn't know about that little baby. Anyway, Misty stared at Ash a little awestruck and smiled very stupidly.
"Really? You like being with me?"
"Yeah. So come on," Ash said wrapping one of his arms around Misty's.
Misty felt her heart skip a few beats as Ash and her walked. No not in the bad mecial way, but the good lovey way. She looked at Ash with a big smile. Ash was smiling to, but only because they had passed the ally and he saw it as dodging a bullet. However, neither of them noticed the figue in the shadows move.
"So what are you going to do after this league?" Misty asked.
"I'm not really sure," Ash admitted. "Probablly go join a different league or something."
"Sounds like a plan.... huh?"
Ash looked at Misty and noticed she was staring at the ground. A shadow was desending upon them. Ash's eyes widened in a horrified shock. He tried to turn, but felt something strike him in the back of the head. Ash fell to the ground and heard Misty scream, and a scuffle, but was powerless to do anything. Everything was so blurry.
He felt himself get bound and gagged, and being drug back to the dark alley. Ash wished he could see Misty just to know if she was hurt or not. Un fortunutly, even though his vision was clearing, Misty was not in sight. After another minute he felt the rough texture of the allyway. He moved his head and saw he could see again.
Ash looked up and saw a man waving a gun at Misty and him. The man, who Ash recognized from the paper as Jack Neilson, was about 6 foot 5 inches and solidly built. His hair was deep red and was at shoulder length.Across the left side of his head was a thin scar and what seemed to be a tattoo of a Pinsir. Ash groaned in his gag and started squirming.
"What do you want from us?" Misty demanded tears streaming down her face. "I gave you all our money! Go away!"
Neilson smiled. "Oh no girly. Your going to give me something else."
"Huh? No....NO!!"
Neilson snickered and ripped off Misty's shirt with ease. She tried to desperatly cover herself, but he pulled her hands. Neilson then threw Misty to the ground and put the gun against Ash's temple, slowly grinding the cold metal in. While Ash was embaressed for Misty, and stealing a glance at Misty's surpisingly attractive and curvey body, he kept his focus.
"You better do what I say girly, or he gets it."
By now Misty was crying desperately. She looked at Ash terrified then at the man with a look of disgust. With a cry of embaressment and humiliation Misty lowered her hands and head. Ash stopped for only a spilt second, his cheeks going red, and looked at Misty. Then it was back to buissness.
"O-O-Okay.... I'll d-d-do what you w-want...." Misty sobbed.
Suddenly Ash kicked the gun out of Neilson's hand. It flew across the alley and skidded under a dumpster. Neilson falled back in surprise, and Misty stared at Ash in just as much surprise. Around Ash was the severed bounds that had held him. In his hand was Brock's sharp knife. The knife that was used to cut meat off ham bones. The knifes Ash stole out of Brock's backpack earlier. Ash ripped the gag out of his mouth.
"Get away from her now!" Ash growled waving the knife.
Neilson put his hands in the air, while Ash handed Misty his jacket so she could cover herself again. She gave Ash a quick kiss on the cheek, causing Ash to blush a little more. He then looked back to Neilson and waved the knife threateningly.
"Misty, go get some cops. This sick freak is gonna get his," Ash ordered keeping his eyes off of Misty's exposed body and on Neilson.
Misty didn't need anymore coaxing to get her ass out of there. She ran out of the alley at top speeds. Ash turned and glared at Neilson with an arogant smirk.
"That's one to get away," Ash sneered. "And this starts the end of your sick career."
Neilson scoffed. "Like that little runt will stop me. When the cops get here, or that they'll fins is your body."
Neilson suddenly lunged forward which Ash wasn't expecting. With a swift backhand, the blade was knocked out of Ash's hand. Ash quickly fell back before Neilson could try any more attacks.
"Fine. If you want to fight, then I will be more then happy to bust your head open."
Oh, I am so evil to leave you on a cliffhanger like this aint I? BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA! Dont worry. I'm pretty sure the next chapter is the last one. But I need 1 quick thing for help. I need a good song that works for being a dance, confession, and a cheer up.
Oh! Big news! Goto Serebii.net! They got some important news! Mistys returning in episode 320!