Disclaimer: See aint I nice I put the best part first so ya can skip the
rest(this is a joke) anyways if you think I own pokemon simply put your
stupid but I do own Jake and Fritz and the story.
A.N. well now it should be getting clearer I cant wait till I get all of this explainin' done then it can get good. Well later.
I always read fantasy novels as a kid. I loved them and the characters in 'em. But not in a million years would I have, with or without evidence, believed that I would be right in the middle of one now. Huh I guess that as my friend Jake used to say 'Strange things happen when you least expect em' well on that note I'll wrap up this entry with only one statement. "I HATE YOUR PREDICTIONS JAKE!"
Last found entry in the journal of Fritz (last name unknown)
Ash and Misty gave a start as the pale moonlight lanced down and hit the ground causing it to grow more brilliantly seeming in a constant battle with the stars or were they distant moons?
Misty had a peculiar itch to dig down to the other side of the disk . or would I just walk? She thought longingly.
Ash on the other hand felt totally relaxed and very comfy right where he was so he had no idea why Misty kept scratching and Fritz looked up at the sky with a look of utmost desire.
"By Mew I hate this place." Fritz said and immediately after words he heard two startled gasps and then the sound of a pair of feat running at him full force while a voice yelled "TOOOOGIIIIPEEEE!!"
"SHIT!" Fritz said vehemently as he was slammed into the ground by a screeching Ash.
'You're far too cocky. Think before you talk moron." The wind seemed to whisper the three of them might have taken notice of this if they all didn't have there own agenda at the time.
Misty was franticly searching for togepi the itch forgotten, Ash was trying to squeeze some answers out of Fritz, who, in turn, was trying vainly to pull his face from the ground and even more futilely to breath.
"WHERES MOM AND PIKACHU!" Ash screamed now somewhat coherent as he tossed Fritz across the little piece of land.
"THANK." Fritz started to say right before Misty snatched him up to squeeze out what Ash had failed to.
Misty on the other hand however was not calming down in the least and was in no way about to get the information she wanted peacefully she wanted him to hurt *BAD*. All the forgiveness that had welled up inside of her during their trip was gone and in its place was pure furry.
She vaguely noticed he was now turning from blue to a dark purple and his eyes were losing focus and even less Ash trying to get her to stop. Suddenly a small crack was heard and Fritz slumped forward a bit of white blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"I..I..I.. didn't mean to." Misty said weakly barely able to talk over the thought of what she had just done. Ash slowly backed away from Misty horror filling him.
Just as he got ready to run a familiar voice from behind them shakily arose "Wwwhattt?!"
"BROCK SHE KILLED HIM!" Ash started to screech.
"Cccalm ddown." Brock replied seaming to say it for some other reason.
Fritz or rather his corpse had fallen to the ground and Misty was staring at her palms horrified but on the back of her hands against all odds his blood had formed two teardrops standing on end and a white blotch in the ends one on each hand.
"Lllets ggo tttto Pewter!" Brock said more insistent than he had the first time he'd suggested it and for some reason he seamed to find solace in the name of the town.
As they walked on Misty finally noticed the teardrops and stared at the marks that wouldn't come off for the rest of her life.
+++
The four shadows were back in the room again.
"Looks like now is the time ehh?"
"Better now than never."
"We're in DEEP."
"Yes be that as it may lets go."
As it was last time the four of them left the room and a shadow of a man stepped through the wall smirked and followed them out. Also like last time three guards rushed in only to find the room empty.
+++
Big heavy rain splattered on the streets of pewter hitting the obscured mounds lying in them.
In the gutters a rusty red torrent of water was washing away little scraps of anything and everything that was in its way.
Four cloaked figures stood in the street cloaked and hooded in different colors. Each of them had a metal thing either in there hands or ready to get in an instant if for some odd reason they needed to.
They weren't looking down the street or into alleys for that possibility but at the forms of two severely beaten forms lying against a shabby house.
The one in a blue robe walked forward and touched both of their heads then steeped back.
"We would have been to late you know." She commented.
"I know but that psychic or whatever kind of power that was." Sabrina said thoughtfully as she through back her hood.
"SABRINA!" one in a silvery robe shouted.
"Lance no one is here it's ok." She chuckled no longer using her psychic powers she now had feelings and emotions.
"She's right," Loriell said throwing back her blue hood "Surge who do you think that was who killed them all?" she said to the giant yellow robed figure beside her.
"Don't know but if I was to give him a nickname I'd call him or her Slayer." He said grouchily leaving his hood on to protect against the rain.
"Good name Surge but lets get them back to base THEN worry about it." Lance said as a bright blue aura surrounded them and they disappeared leaving the dead to be found by some poor soul. eventually.
A.N. well thar tis. Schools started so me no update fast any ways it's the weekend so im getting some r & r (rest and relaxation) while you r & r (relax and review cause obviously you've already read it right?) Later
~Jarzard~
A.N. well now it should be getting clearer I cant wait till I get all of this explainin' done then it can get good. Well later.
I always read fantasy novels as a kid. I loved them and the characters in 'em. But not in a million years would I have, with or without evidence, believed that I would be right in the middle of one now. Huh I guess that as my friend Jake used to say 'Strange things happen when you least expect em' well on that note I'll wrap up this entry with only one statement. "I HATE YOUR PREDICTIONS JAKE!"
Last found entry in the journal of Fritz (last name unknown)
Ash and Misty gave a start as the pale moonlight lanced down and hit the ground causing it to grow more brilliantly seeming in a constant battle with the stars or were they distant moons?
Misty had a peculiar itch to dig down to the other side of the disk . or would I just walk? She thought longingly.
Ash on the other hand felt totally relaxed and very comfy right where he was so he had no idea why Misty kept scratching and Fritz looked up at the sky with a look of utmost desire.
"By Mew I hate this place." Fritz said and immediately after words he heard two startled gasps and then the sound of a pair of feat running at him full force while a voice yelled "TOOOOGIIIIPEEEE!!"
"SHIT!" Fritz said vehemently as he was slammed into the ground by a screeching Ash.
'You're far too cocky. Think before you talk moron." The wind seemed to whisper the three of them might have taken notice of this if they all didn't have there own agenda at the time.
Misty was franticly searching for togepi the itch forgotten, Ash was trying to squeeze some answers out of Fritz, who, in turn, was trying vainly to pull his face from the ground and even more futilely to breath.
"WHERES MOM AND PIKACHU!" Ash screamed now somewhat coherent as he tossed Fritz across the little piece of land.
"THANK." Fritz started to say right before Misty snatched him up to squeeze out what Ash had failed to.
Misty on the other hand however was not calming down in the least and was in no way about to get the information she wanted peacefully she wanted him to hurt *BAD*. All the forgiveness that had welled up inside of her during their trip was gone and in its place was pure furry.
She vaguely noticed he was now turning from blue to a dark purple and his eyes were losing focus and even less Ash trying to get her to stop. Suddenly a small crack was heard and Fritz slumped forward a bit of white blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"I..I..I.. didn't mean to." Misty said weakly barely able to talk over the thought of what she had just done. Ash slowly backed away from Misty horror filling him.
Just as he got ready to run a familiar voice from behind them shakily arose "Wwwhattt?!"
"BROCK SHE KILLED HIM!" Ash started to screech.
"Cccalm ddown." Brock replied seaming to say it for some other reason.
Fritz or rather his corpse had fallen to the ground and Misty was staring at her palms horrified but on the back of her hands against all odds his blood had formed two teardrops standing on end and a white blotch in the ends one on each hand.
"Lllets ggo tttto Pewter!" Brock said more insistent than he had the first time he'd suggested it and for some reason he seamed to find solace in the name of the town.
As they walked on Misty finally noticed the teardrops and stared at the marks that wouldn't come off for the rest of her life.
+++
The four shadows were back in the room again.
"Looks like now is the time ehh?"
"Better now than never."
"We're in DEEP."
"Yes be that as it may lets go."
As it was last time the four of them left the room and a shadow of a man stepped through the wall smirked and followed them out. Also like last time three guards rushed in only to find the room empty.
+++
Big heavy rain splattered on the streets of pewter hitting the obscured mounds lying in them.
In the gutters a rusty red torrent of water was washing away little scraps of anything and everything that was in its way.
Four cloaked figures stood in the street cloaked and hooded in different colors. Each of them had a metal thing either in there hands or ready to get in an instant if for some odd reason they needed to.
They weren't looking down the street or into alleys for that possibility but at the forms of two severely beaten forms lying against a shabby house.
The one in a blue robe walked forward and touched both of their heads then steeped back.
"We would have been to late you know." She commented.
"I know but that psychic or whatever kind of power that was." Sabrina said thoughtfully as she through back her hood.
"SABRINA!" one in a silvery robe shouted.
"Lance no one is here it's ok." She chuckled no longer using her psychic powers she now had feelings and emotions.
"She's right," Loriell said throwing back her blue hood "Surge who do you think that was who killed them all?" she said to the giant yellow robed figure beside her.
"Don't know but if I was to give him a nickname I'd call him or her Slayer." He said grouchily leaving his hood on to protect against the rain.
"Good name Surge but lets get them back to base THEN worry about it." Lance said as a bright blue aura surrounded them and they disappeared leaving the dead to be found by some poor soul. eventually.
A.N. well thar tis. Schools started so me no update fast any ways it's the weekend so im getting some r & r (rest and relaxation) while you r & r (relax and review cause obviously you've already read it right?) Later
~Jarzard~