Stranger past Bedtime {2} -- Fortold?
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surzy-chan+mikari (all aliases)
++-- PG13 --++
[A/N : I love the two reviews I got after sending out
this story. It's amazing. I had it in my harddrive for more
than a month....... and it was willing to be free. So i let
you people read it!! isn't it nice? You tell me through your
reviews that you wanted a second chapter ASAP. and yes
i have answered you Plumeberry (if that's your nick).
Tanx for reviewing!!!]
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Suddenly Ash could feel an emanating power emerge from this mans body..... unlike any other.
"Sir, are you alright? What do you mean... not for 9 years?"
The man began to ponder about what he was saying as well. He shook his head and took another glance at the ocean-like space, and began to mumble.
"She's a sea maiden.... she probably started the rumor on the sirens. But not to worry sonny - let's return to the Inn, and get some warm apple cider and tea biscuits." His face began to lift, as he smiled. He didn't quite understand the meaning of seing any of these so called 'sirens'. Or was it just a myth?
Ash rubbed his head - it was quite sore. He wouldn't mind staying at the Inn until he felt well enough to return home - but he was too absorbed in the mystery. Who was that mysterious lady. Her hair..... her eyes.... her face. They all had some unnatural features - some so familiar, it felt like Ash was staring through a ghost. Like staring at Misty only..... only Misty's hair was painted a shade of green ...
"Alright." Ash began to think ... He never thought about anything but becoming the World's #1 Pokemon Master - and probably his friends. But other than that was more than an oddity. It was a feeling. A feeling that something was happening. Something wrong. Something so terribly wrong was going to happen. And Ash didn't want it to happen.
The man rubbed his beard, and felt the curiosity beneath Ash's innocent exterior. He could feel all of this. He could feel anything closer than ten miles. He was more than normal. "We'll research on this incident if you wish, sonny. But after you take a good rest." He paused for one second, thinking about something some one said, "Do you know a teal-haired girl. She has a Ditto... I mean a Disficure... you do know what that is right? It's evolution. Well - she asked about you, said that you might be in town. She had some special news for you. Very odd, but I have to say... She said to meet you in the Inn."
"Was... was her name Duplica? Well - of course I know her... we were --" He was interrupted by a swift hand to his mouth.
Mysteriously, the man covered Ash's mouth, and then looked around, then whispered. "Another. Another asked of you. Her hair was like the prisms of the west. They changed colors. Her eyes were as well described as her hair. A bit younger than you.... she asked for you as well. She's waiting for you in the Clock tower. You are to meet her at midnight." He looked around, then made a small hiss. "Time to go - the dangers are waiting, and we don't want you, sonny, to be harmed."
The two began to walk ever so quickly towards the building up ahead. In gold paint, with peeling paint, was a sign : Danushe's Inn. With bright fluorescent colors, was the word, Vacant. Ash couldn't help but think about his past....
"What do you mean your leaving? You can't - she's just a child. She needs me!! What about Ash?" yelled a woman with brown hair up in a ponytail. Her face was stained with tears, and many slaps.
A little girl about the age of one, started to mumble, and began to cry. There right infront of her was a boy in overalls, and his hair was as dark as midnight. Both of their eyes were locked on each other.
A gruff, masculine voice said loudly, "I'm going. It will never work out. You have Ash - I'm taking my little girl!" His pale blue hair frowned and covered his destructive eyes. "Our children may be disoriented - and abnormal! But my little girl is mine! I never wanted son anyways!"
The woman was frowning ever so slightly, that she picked up her son, and carried him away. "If that's how you wished it to be - then I give you a salute. But first," she moved up to her daughter and smiled - her eyes carrying heavy drops of tears, and kissed her lightly on the cheek, causing her to coo. Her eyes now full of hate, and compassion with it - gave a melancholy sigh, "goodbye than. I will see you again, Sashura."
Sashura began to smile innocently as her father carried her away. He looked straight at the boy with dark black hair, and said shakily, "I'll see you too Ash."
He placed his daughter into the carseat, and took his place at the wheel, and drove off.
Ash waved and said softly, "Bye bye daddy."
Ash felt vacant. Just as the fluorescent word had said. He didn't remember much. But as long as he could - he would try to remember.
The bearded stranger came up to him and said, "Here we are sonny. Your room is with your other two pals. Number 21. Take this with you." He grabbed a crumpled piece of stationery paper and shoved it in Ash's hand. "Read it to yourself - and yourself only."
Walking away, sulking into a corner table, unfolded the piece of paper, and began to read:
Dear Ash,
Please. It's urgent. You may not remember me. But I sure remember you. And your one that's
too special for me to forget. I want you to meet me at the "CLOCK TOWER" at precisely midnight.
No sooner. No later. Please. I must talk to you.
If you see a woman with green hair, please try to stay as far from her. You see... I must tell you
this when you meet me.
Love,
*i cannot tell incase intercepted*
Ash felt quite special holding onto this letter. He then found a second after, that the person sitting right across from his table, had teal hair, and was staring straight at her... Disficure. She had her hair up in odangos (little balls of hair on the top of her head) and she was wearing a flat flower hat. Her eyes seemed to shimmer. Something was different about her. She seemed to change every half second... something was scaring him. Her open-toe shoes were dark, with silver inscriptions, and to cover up her legs, she wore a pair of flared jeans. Her top was nothing but a tight baseball baby-tee.
Ash turned away, only to find Brock, and Misty heading his way. They were full of cheeriness, and in their arms held Togepi and Pikachu - who held the cheese biscuits, and apple cider. Only Togepi was nibbling at the first few biscuits, shrieking in joy at every spasm of taste.
Misty smiled her bright smile, and felt a surge of pain in her leg - which caused her to stumble and drop Togepi ---
"Gotcha!" said the teal-haired stranger.
She had caught Togepi right before it hit the ground. She toppled over to be a safe conclusion.
Misty gave a sweet, sensuos smile, and picked up Togepi, then gladly lifted the stranger. "Thanks. By the way. I'm Misty."
The strangers face seemed to lift in joy, then she said sadly, "I bet you don't know this -- but I'm Duplica."
Something strange began to happen. Her eyes were changing, they became those of a cat, and her appearance was changing. She was wearing a more suitable outfit, and her open-toe shoes, transfigured into a pair of platform sneakers.
"DUPLICA?!" Brock said undeniably loud. "You've grown so much!!!
Duplica gave a short smile, and then opened her mouth. She closed it. Then opened. Then finally, her lips began to tremble - not with fear, but with great sadness. "You see? Ditto's changed? She's changed to Disficure." She made a small tear in her palm, and placed it on Misty's heart. "You'll need this. I promise you will."
Misty smiled back, but vaguely. Why would she need a piece of skin turned into a tear, just for decoration? She wouldn't dare contradict, because friends were friends - and friends didn't argue over given gifts. She plainly shoved it into her cargo pockets. She'd changed alot over the years; as did everyone else. She had longer hair.... she was less of a flirt and a tomboy. Ash became sweeter - cuter... different... powerful. Brock - usually chasing after girls, was as sober as a non-drunk dog. Something was terribly wrong with this year's children.
"Thank you." She said shortly, after her little daydream. Duplica grinned.
Ash couldn't deny that Duplica had turned into one hotspot. She'd grown so much; it was almost impossible to figure out if she was the 'real' Duplica.
Throughout the day, all four of the trainers, toured the magnificent place. The Quartzite Isle was almost ethereal, with all it's fortunate crystal walls. Misty turned every time she saw Duplica, and she felt that something was wrong... she knew something was wrong. As Duplica would turn away with a slight cough if Misty glanced back.
No one could really tell if Brock was paying attention.. but nonetheless, he was absorbed in the odd inscriptions on one of the walls; "Lucidifus, naerily, O'Seannin, taune?" Brock deciphered, "What in the name of Moltres does that mean?" He heaved a sigh, and began to chuckle.
Ash could barely make out what Brock was trying to interpret... but he'd rather not even try. He's brain felt like scrambled eggs. All mixed up, and wishy-washy. He couldn't even tell if what he was seeing was true; because everywhere he looked - he spotted a mass of emerald clouds hovering over Misty. It wasn't exactly normal - yet, to him, it wasn't paranormal either.
He was going to try and touch the cloud; but backed out. He must've been hallucinating.
"Ash, you alright?" Duplica said with a worried tone. "You ain't looking so sharp..."
He smiled back, and shook his head, letting his luscious midnight locks fall from his head, onto his face, and back. It made any girl turn. But the thing that parted him from other guys was - besides his powers and sense of humor - was his eyes. Enchanting and honey-brown colored... If angered, a slight tinge of crimson mixed. Making him look like a dream man... with fluently changing eyes.
"Heck no." he said with a small laugh. "I'm just fine... but now that you mention it, I'm a bit hungry."
Misty growled, and gritted her teeth - Duplica wasn't the same; and neither was Brock. But she was also a little mad at Ash, for acting so slow - when he could've eaten some biscuits before he left... " YOU DIMWIT! YOU COULD'VE EATEN SOME FOOD BEFORE WE LEFT!!! OF ALL THE NERVE..." she began mumbling, and muttering under her breath. "Fine. Fine.." seeing the odd-expressioned faces facing her, "we'll go to the Deli.... or maybe the closest fast food restaurant."
Ash smacked his lips, and acted like a dog, following Misty - and awaiting her directions for the food court. He was might hungry. Pikachu laughed, and jumped on Ash's back, showing great poise, and posture - like those of a horseman.
Togepi began to roll down the path, and Misty followed, Ash ran, and Pikachu yelled, in fright of falling. One accident after the other.
A small laugh was heard. It sounded unfamiliar - but Ash probably heard it. He never knew.
-*-*-*-
As they entered the small restaurant, Ash could smell the sweet bacon cooking, the fries bubbling in oil, and the hamburgers being seasoned. He couldn't resist, so he ordered five of each. Three for himself; and the other two for everyone else.
During his small feast, a girl toppled over to his side, and gave a bitter smile.
"Hello." Ash said uncertain of himself.
"Learn you must." whispered the girl; she grabbed her Espeon and fled the scene.
"She sounded familiar..." and Ash dropped his hamburger; and fell into a deep sleep.
-*-*-*-
When Ash woke up, all he could see were blurred visions of Brock and Proffesor Ivy. He wanted to see everything as it was before; everything before he woke up in the land of Tishnova. Before he visited the restaurant. Before he met the maiden.
"Ash?" said a voice. "Ash! It's me Duplica! There's something wrong with Pikachu!"
He immediately sat up and began to search the room for Pikachu, but when he found Pikachu, it wasn't Pikachu.
"WHAT?! What's wrong?! PIKACHU!!" The little pikachu twitched in Ash's embrace, and made a soft growl.
"Pika.. pik-" and he closed his eyes.
Ash felt like crying. "Is Pikachu alive?" He asked the Disficure which lay in Duplica's lap.
It nodded with a solemn look. Duplica answered with slow words, "Pikachu's not dead. It's going through a process. Disficure told me it wasn't Evolution. She told me Pikachu has obtained other elements... paranormal elements. It's no longer 100% Electric type," Duplica paused and leaned over to Disficure, listening closely, "It's now 50% Electric. 50% paranormal...."
"WHICH MEANS?" Ash said with fury.
"Pikachu's half psychic, half light, half electric, half ghost--" she paused again, swallowing harder, "and has a ton of destructive energy, not even you can control."
Misty chortled, "How's that possible?! Pikachu can't have those kinds of attacks! Nevermind pyschic!" She laughed again.
Professor Ivy looked at Misty with great seriousness, "It's happened." Lowering her voice, so the patients couldn't hear, "that's how we got our unknown pokemon."
Misty choked on her own spit while laughing and stared at the glimmering Pikachu. Then stared at her own starmie, who had used it's psychic flying ability to carry them over, and swallowed. Starmie was no longer a lavendar color - it was now fading into a darker color. One side silver - the other pitch black.
"Misty - you didn't even notice your own pokemon's change! Look at mine!" Brock muttered, and threw out his Vulpix and his Onix. Both had changed. Vulpix had turned a nasty shade of orange, with red hot eyes. Onix had become pure ruby. "At first I thought that my pokemon had evolved into some different species; but now I know that isn't possible."
Ash looked at his trembling Pikachu, and stared at Professor Ivy, "Will Pikachu die?" he spat.
Professor Ivy shook her head. "Pikachu's just fine. It's just being equiped with Tishnova's power."
Duplica then stared at Ash, "That little girl. Do you know her? You said she sounded familiar.... Because--"
Ash rolled back his eyes and spoke with a booming voice, "Maiden..." He then shook his head and began to speak.
"Not really.. I just sort of 'remembered' her." Everyone gawked at Ash.
"Because Disficure tells me that she's the one who changed Pikachu--" her Disficure began to speak, and then Duplica mumbled the words, "and you."
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finally!
how's it??
please review!
spanx ~~!
SURZY / MIKARI
____________________________
surzy-chan+mikari (all aliases)
++-- PG13 --++
[A/N : I love the two reviews I got after sending out
this story. It's amazing. I had it in my harddrive for more
than a month....... and it was willing to be free. So i let
you people read it!! isn't it nice? You tell me through your
reviews that you wanted a second chapter ASAP. and yes
i have answered you Plumeberry (if that's your nick).
Tanx for reviewing!!!]
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Suddenly Ash could feel an emanating power emerge from this mans body..... unlike any other.
"Sir, are you alright? What do you mean... not for 9 years?"
The man began to ponder about what he was saying as well. He shook his head and took another glance at the ocean-like space, and began to mumble.
"She's a sea maiden.... she probably started the rumor on the sirens. But not to worry sonny - let's return to the Inn, and get some warm apple cider and tea biscuits." His face began to lift, as he smiled. He didn't quite understand the meaning of seing any of these so called 'sirens'. Or was it just a myth?
Ash rubbed his head - it was quite sore. He wouldn't mind staying at the Inn until he felt well enough to return home - but he was too absorbed in the mystery. Who was that mysterious lady. Her hair..... her eyes.... her face. They all had some unnatural features - some so familiar, it felt like Ash was staring through a ghost. Like staring at Misty only..... only Misty's hair was painted a shade of green ...
"Alright." Ash began to think ... He never thought about anything but becoming the World's #1 Pokemon Master - and probably his friends. But other than that was more than an oddity. It was a feeling. A feeling that something was happening. Something wrong. Something so terribly wrong was going to happen. And Ash didn't want it to happen.
The man rubbed his beard, and felt the curiosity beneath Ash's innocent exterior. He could feel all of this. He could feel anything closer than ten miles. He was more than normal. "We'll research on this incident if you wish, sonny. But after you take a good rest." He paused for one second, thinking about something some one said, "Do you know a teal-haired girl. She has a Ditto... I mean a Disficure... you do know what that is right? It's evolution. Well - she asked about you, said that you might be in town. She had some special news for you. Very odd, but I have to say... She said to meet you in the Inn."
"Was... was her name Duplica? Well - of course I know her... we were --" He was interrupted by a swift hand to his mouth.
Mysteriously, the man covered Ash's mouth, and then looked around, then whispered. "Another. Another asked of you. Her hair was like the prisms of the west. They changed colors. Her eyes were as well described as her hair. A bit younger than you.... she asked for you as well. She's waiting for you in the Clock tower. You are to meet her at midnight." He looked around, then made a small hiss. "Time to go - the dangers are waiting, and we don't want you, sonny, to be harmed."
The two began to walk ever so quickly towards the building up ahead. In gold paint, with peeling paint, was a sign : Danushe's Inn. With bright fluorescent colors, was the word, Vacant. Ash couldn't help but think about his past....
"What do you mean your leaving? You can't - she's just a child. She needs me!! What about Ash?" yelled a woman with brown hair up in a ponytail. Her face was stained with tears, and many slaps.
A little girl about the age of one, started to mumble, and began to cry. There right infront of her was a boy in overalls, and his hair was as dark as midnight. Both of their eyes were locked on each other.
A gruff, masculine voice said loudly, "I'm going. It will never work out. You have Ash - I'm taking my little girl!" His pale blue hair frowned and covered his destructive eyes. "Our children may be disoriented - and abnormal! But my little girl is mine! I never wanted son anyways!"
The woman was frowning ever so slightly, that she picked up her son, and carried him away. "If that's how you wished it to be - then I give you a salute. But first," she moved up to her daughter and smiled - her eyes carrying heavy drops of tears, and kissed her lightly on the cheek, causing her to coo. Her eyes now full of hate, and compassion with it - gave a melancholy sigh, "goodbye than. I will see you again, Sashura."
Sashura began to smile innocently as her father carried her away. He looked straight at the boy with dark black hair, and said shakily, "I'll see you too Ash."
He placed his daughter into the carseat, and took his place at the wheel, and drove off.
Ash waved and said softly, "Bye bye daddy."
Ash felt vacant. Just as the fluorescent word had said. He didn't remember much. But as long as he could - he would try to remember.
The bearded stranger came up to him and said, "Here we are sonny. Your room is with your other two pals. Number 21. Take this with you." He grabbed a crumpled piece of stationery paper and shoved it in Ash's hand. "Read it to yourself - and yourself only."
Walking away, sulking into a corner table, unfolded the piece of paper, and began to read:
Dear Ash,
Please. It's urgent. You may not remember me. But I sure remember you. And your one that's
too special for me to forget. I want you to meet me at the "CLOCK TOWER" at precisely midnight.
No sooner. No later. Please. I must talk to you.
If you see a woman with green hair, please try to stay as far from her. You see... I must tell you
this when you meet me.
Love,
*i cannot tell incase intercepted*
Ash felt quite special holding onto this letter. He then found a second after, that the person sitting right across from his table, had teal hair, and was staring straight at her... Disficure. She had her hair up in odangos (little balls of hair on the top of her head) and she was wearing a flat flower hat. Her eyes seemed to shimmer. Something was different about her. She seemed to change every half second... something was scaring him. Her open-toe shoes were dark, with silver inscriptions, and to cover up her legs, she wore a pair of flared jeans. Her top was nothing but a tight baseball baby-tee.
Ash turned away, only to find Brock, and Misty heading his way. They were full of cheeriness, and in their arms held Togepi and Pikachu - who held the cheese biscuits, and apple cider. Only Togepi was nibbling at the first few biscuits, shrieking in joy at every spasm of taste.
Misty smiled her bright smile, and felt a surge of pain in her leg - which caused her to stumble and drop Togepi ---
"Gotcha!" said the teal-haired stranger.
She had caught Togepi right before it hit the ground. She toppled over to be a safe conclusion.
Misty gave a sweet, sensuos smile, and picked up Togepi, then gladly lifted the stranger. "Thanks. By the way. I'm Misty."
The strangers face seemed to lift in joy, then she said sadly, "I bet you don't know this -- but I'm Duplica."
Something strange began to happen. Her eyes were changing, they became those of a cat, and her appearance was changing. She was wearing a more suitable outfit, and her open-toe shoes, transfigured into a pair of platform sneakers.
"DUPLICA?!" Brock said undeniably loud. "You've grown so much!!!
Duplica gave a short smile, and then opened her mouth. She closed it. Then opened. Then finally, her lips began to tremble - not with fear, but with great sadness. "You see? Ditto's changed? She's changed to Disficure." She made a small tear in her palm, and placed it on Misty's heart. "You'll need this. I promise you will."
Misty smiled back, but vaguely. Why would she need a piece of skin turned into a tear, just for decoration? She wouldn't dare contradict, because friends were friends - and friends didn't argue over given gifts. She plainly shoved it into her cargo pockets. She'd changed alot over the years; as did everyone else. She had longer hair.... she was less of a flirt and a tomboy. Ash became sweeter - cuter... different... powerful. Brock - usually chasing after girls, was as sober as a non-drunk dog. Something was terribly wrong with this year's children.
"Thank you." She said shortly, after her little daydream. Duplica grinned.
Ash couldn't deny that Duplica had turned into one hotspot. She'd grown so much; it was almost impossible to figure out if she was the 'real' Duplica.
Throughout the day, all four of the trainers, toured the magnificent place. The Quartzite Isle was almost ethereal, with all it's fortunate crystal walls. Misty turned every time she saw Duplica, and she felt that something was wrong... she knew something was wrong. As Duplica would turn away with a slight cough if Misty glanced back.
No one could really tell if Brock was paying attention.. but nonetheless, he was absorbed in the odd inscriptions on one of the walls; "Lucidifus, naerily, O'Seannin, taune?" Brock deciphered, "What in the name of Moltres does that mean?" He heaved a sigh, and began to chuckle.
Ash could barely make out what Brock was trying to interpret... but he'd rather not even try. He's brain felt like scrambled eggs. All mixed up, and wishy-washy. He couldn't even tell if what he was seeing was true; because everywhere he looked - he spotted a mass of emerald clouds hovering over Misty. It wasn't exactly normal - yet, to him, it wasn't paranormal either.
He was going to try and touch the cloud; but backed out. He must've been hallucinating.
"Ash, you alright?" Duplica said with a worried tone. "You ain't looking so sharp..."
He smiled back, and shook his head, letting his luscious midnight locks fall from his head, onto his face, and back. It made any girl turn. But the thing that parted him from other guys was - besides his powers and sense of humor - was his eyes. Enchanting and honey-brown colored... If angered, a slight tinge of crimson mixed. Making him look like a dream man... with fluently changing eyes.
"Heck no." he said with a small laugh. "I'm just fine... but now that you mention it, I'm a bit hungry."
Misty growled, and gritted her teeth - Duplica wasn't the same; and neither was Brock. But she was also a little mad at Ash, for acting so slow - when he could've eaten some biscuits before he left... " YOU DIMWIT! YOU COULD'VE EATEN SOME FOOD BEFORE WE LEFT!!! OF ALL THE NERVE..." she began mumbling, and muttering under her breath. "Fine. Fine.." seeing the odd-expressioned faces facing her, "we'll go to the Deli.... or maybe the closest fast food restaurant."
Ash smacked his lips, and acted like a dog, following Misty - and awaiting her directions for the food court. He was might hungry. Pikachu laughed, and jumped on Ash's back, showing great poise, and posture - like those of a horseman.
Togepi began to roll down the path, and Misty followed, Ash ran, and Pikachu yelled, in fright of falling. One accident after the other.
A small laugh was heard. It sounded unfamiliar - but Ash probably heard it. He never knew.
-*-*-*-
As they entered the small restaurant, Ash could smell the sweet bacon cooking, the fries bubbling in oil, and the hamburgers being seasoned. He couldn't resist, so he ordered five of each. Three for himself; and the other two for everyone else.
During his small feast, a girl toppled over to his side, and gave a bitter smile.
"Hello." Ash said uncertain of himself.
"Learn you must." whispered the girl; she grabbed her Espeon and fled the scene.
"She sounded familiar..." and Ash dropped his hamburger; and fell into a deep sleep.
-*-*-*-
When Ash woke up, all he could see were blurred visions of Brock and Proffesor Ivy. He wanted to see everything as it was before; everything before he woke up in the land of Tishnova. Before he visited the restaurant. Before he met the maiden.
"Ash?" said a voice. "Ash! It's me Duplica! There's something wrong with Pikachu!"
He immediately sat up and began to search the room for Pikachu, but when he found Pikachu, it wasn't Pikachu.
"WHAT?! What's wrong?! PIKACHU!!" The little pikachu twitched in Ash's embrace, and made a soft growl.
"Pika.. pik-" and he closed his eyes.
Ash felt like crying. "Is Pikachu alive?" He asked the Disficure which lay in Duplica's lap.
It nodded with a solemn look. Duplica answered with slow words, "Pikachu's not dead. It's going through a process. Disficure told me it wasn't Evolution. She told me Pikachu has obtained other elements... paranormal elements. It's no longer 100% Electric type," Duplica paused and leaned over to Disficure, listening closely, "It's now 50% Electric. 50% paranormal...."
"WHICH MEANS?" Ash said with fury.
"Pikachu's half psychic, half light, half electric, half ghost--" she paused again, swallowing harder, "and has a ton of destructive energy, not even you can control."
Misty chortled, "How's that possible?! Pikachu can't have those kinds of attacks! Nevermind pyschic!" She laughed again.
Professor Ivy looked at Misty with great seriousness, "It's happened." Lowering her voice, so the patients couldn't hear, "that's how we got our unknown pokemon."
Misty choked on her own spit while laughing and stared at the glimmering Pikachu. Then stared at her own starmie, who had used it's psychic flying ability to carry them over, and swallowed. Starmie was no longer a lavendar color - it was now fading into a darker color. One side silver - the other pitch black.
"Misty - you didn't even notice your own pokemon's change! Look at mine!" Brock muttered, and threw out his Vulpix and his Onix. Both had changed. Vulpix had turned a nasty shade of orange, with red hot eyes. Onix had become pure ruby. "At first I thought that my pokemon had evolved into some different species; but now I know that isn't possible."
Ash looked at his trembling Pikachu, and stared at Professor Ivy, "Will Pikachu die?" he spat.
Professor Ivy shook her head. "Pikachu's just fine. It's just being equiped with Tishnova's power."
Duplica then stared at Ash, "That little girl. Do you know her? You said she sounded familiar.... Because--"
Ash rolled back his eyes and spoke with a booming voice, "Maiden..." He then shook his head and began to speak.
"Not really.. I just sort of 'remembered' her." Everyone gawked at Ash.
"Because Disficure tells me that she's the one who changed Pikachu--" her Disficure began to speak, and then Duplica mumbled the words, "and you."
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finally!
how's it??
please review!
spanx ~~!
SURZY / MIKARI