It's been awhile, I'm sorry for not updating sooner, but life is life and
we can't help what goes on. Please enjoy the next instalment of From the
Night. R/R
Thanks for the reviews everyone who reviewed, I'm glad people like where I'm taking this.
I don't own Sailor Moon or Pokemon __________________________________________________________________________
From The Night - A Surprise
Chapter 4 ---- Memories of a Phoenix
Ash paced around the dark clearing, his rage kept barely in check, as both Misty and Brock attempted to calm him. The small cooking fire was the only source of light, and with every step that he took, shadows were thrown wildly about the clearing, dark and impenetrable.
"Don't worry, Ash, we'll find him," called Brock from his position over the fire. He was cooking, and the smell of curry spread all through the clearing.
"Yeah, I mean, you've lost him before, but have been able to get him back," soothed Misty, coming up behind Ash, and placing her hand on his shoulder.
"How?" Ash exploded, whirling around, flinging Misty's handoff his shoulder. In the past years since becoming a pokemon master, Ash had matured, his voice having lost the squeakiness of his early youth. At the age of 16, he was now tall and lithe as a cat. He still wore his customary pokemon league hat, and his face still has the same look of determination it did when he began his pokemon journey.
"How?" he demanded again, as Misty retreated, silent, to the fire. "You saw what I did. When all those attacks converged, a black hole opened, and Pikachu was sucked in. How do we even know he is still alive?"
But before either Misty or Brock could reply, Ash continued in his angry rant. "And if he is still alive, how will we find him? That black hole could have taken him anywhere."
Brock from his position by the fire replied calmly, "Let's think about this logically," still stirring the bubbling concoction in the cooking pot. "If Pikachu is anywhere in Kanto or Johto, we'll find him. We'll send word across the lands. Our people will find him."
While Brock was talking, Ash gradually got himself under control, hearing the logic behind his behind his words. His pacing gradually slowing until he came to a stop, dejectedly slumping his head.
"Come and eat," suggested Brock, ladling a heaping plateful, and motioning Ash to come and sit. As Ash came and took his place by the fire, leaving his food untouched, Brock continued. "And if he isn't found, even then we can't give up hope.
"We know the invaders didn't come from this world, as they keep telling us. Think back to the day they first appeared to you."
Ash remembered, how could he forget?
*****-_+_-*****
The day was a calm one, the sky was blue, with nary a cloud to be seen anywhere in the sky. Ash had decided to delve deep into the Forrest just outside home town of Pallet, with the idea of continuing the never ending task of training with his pokemon, ever trying to be stronger. He never knew when the next challenger would turn up on his doorstep.
Ever since becoming a pokemon master, he had few challengers, all of which he had defeated easily. Despite this, Ash knew never to become over confident, as the next worthy opponent could be only around the corner.
It was an hour and half into drilling his pokemon in their attacks when he decided to take a break, and recalled all of his pokemon, except for Pikachu, and laid down under a tree, his back propped up against the trunk. Pikachu nestled be his side, content on a brief catnap.
Ash, having pulled his cap down over his eyes, did not notice as the sky began to darken, and turn black. A shower of sparks crackled over head, which brought Pikachu awake, and instantly on guard.
"Pika, Pika pi," Pikachu's voice a low growl, deep and threatening.
"Pikachu, what is it?" asked Ash, coming awake and rubbing his face clear of sleep. He looked at Pikachu, and sore him crouched low to the ground in a defensive stance, just in front of where he was laying. He was looking to the sky, and as Ash followed his intense gaze, he sore that the sky was black and huge lightning bolt arced silently across the sky.
As Ash silently watched, the sky began to grow even darker in a single spot about the size of a backyard swimming pool. It grew so dark that light seemed to be sucked into it, until finally when it 'opened up' and four figures emerged from its depths. The four figures descended slowly from the sky until they were half way from the opening, when the they came to a stop, and one broke away.
The single figure descended faster then before, its destination obviously the clearing that Ash and Pikachu had rested in only moments before. As the figure came closer, Ash was able to discern that it was a man, his features shadowed, yet his hair stood out like a living flame, bound at his neck.
Soon, he hovered above Ash, and he could see a slight smirk on the stranger's face.
"Hello Trainer," the stranger murmured, the sound of laughter evident in his tone.
"What do you want?" Ash challenged, coming to his feet, releasing all his pokemon to stand next to Pikachu.
At the release of Ash's pokemon, the man struck a chilling smile. "Your pokemon are what I want, Trainer." His smile grew, before he unleashed a stunning burst of flame that engulfed Ash and all his pokemon. They were all trapped, each within their own fiery cocoon, and unable to attack..
Each of Ash's pokemon began to rise off the ground, slowly approaching the fire being above.
But just as suddenly as they began to rise, the fire disappeared and all of his pokemon dropped back to the ground. "But not today, Trainer, that was too easy" the stranger laughed. "I have better plans for you, and your pokemon."
The man began to rise from his hovering position above Ash, intending to return to his comrades. Ash recovered his wits quickly, and demanded, before he could get to far away, "who are you?"
"I am Phoenix, Don't forget that, Trainer," the man flung back over his shoulder, barely looking back to confirm that Ash had heard what he said.
"And I am Ash, Pokemon Master," He had yelled, rage in his voice, "and you shouldn't forgget that."
Phoenix stopped a short distance away from his companions, and turned around and once again laughed. "I won't, Ash." He then finally returned to his companions, and they all retreated back into the opening in the sky, which slammed shut with a resounding BOOM, and disappeared. The sky then returned to normal, leaving Ash feeling anything but.
*****-_+_-*****
"Ash, oh Ash," crooned Misty, waving a hand in front of Ash's dazed face, he had a faraway look in his eyes and nothing had seemed to penetrate his awareness. She had clicked her fingers, and clapped her hands next to his ears, even pinched his arm to no avail. "He's so out it. He hasn't done this for years, I thought he'd grown out of it."
Suddenly, Ash snapped back to awareness, a new determined look on his face. "You're right Brock. We have to get back," he said, already gathering his things for immediate departure. "I need to talk to Professor Oak."
___________________________________________________________
Well, that's another one out of the way.
This one was all about Ash, but it will be back to Sailor Moon in the next one.
I hope you liked it.
Email me at slbutterworth@poetic.com
Thanks for the reviews everyone who reviewed, I'm glad people like where I'm taking this.
I don't own Sailor Moon or Pokemon __________________________________________________________________________
From The Night - A Surprise
Chapter 4 ---- Memories of a Phoenix
Ash paced around the dark clearing, his rage kept barely in check, as both Misty and Brock attempted to calm him. The small cooking fire was the only source of light, and with every step that he took, shadows were thrown wildly about the clearing, dark and impenetrable.
"Don't worry, Ash, we'll find him," called Brock from his position over the fire. He was cooking, and the smell of curry spread all through the clearing.
"Yeah, I mean, you've lost him before, but have been able to get him back," soothed Misty, coming up behind Ash, and placing her hand on his shoulder.
"How?" Ash exploded, whirling around, flinging Misty's handoff his shoulder. In the past years since becoming a pokemon master, Ash had matured, his voice having lost the squeakiness of his early youth. At the age of 16, he was now tall and lithe as a cat. He still wore his customary pokemon league hat, and his face still has the same look of determination it did when he began his pokemon journey.
"How?" he demanded again, as Misty retreated, silent, to the fire. "You saw what I did. When all those attacks converged, a black hole opened, and Pikachu was sucked in. How do we even know he is still alive?"
But before either Misty or Brock could reply, Ash continued in his angry rant. "And if he is still alive, how will we find him? That black hole could have taken him anywhere."
Brock from his position by the fire replied calmly, "Let's think about this logically," still stirring the bubbling concoction in the cooking pot. "If Pikachu is anywhere in Kanto or Johto, we'll find him. We'll send word across the lands. Our people will find him."
While Brock was talking, Ash gradually got himself under control, hearing the logic behind his behind his words. His pacing gradually slowing until he came to a stop, dejectedly slumping his head.
"Come and eat," suggested Brock, ladling a heaping plateful, and motioning Ash to come and sit. As Ash came and took his place by the fire, leaving his food untouched, Brock continued. "And if he isn't found, even then we can't give up hope.
"We know the invaders didn't come from this world, as they keep telling us. Think back to the day they first appeared to you."
Ash remembered, how could he forget?
*****-_+_-*****
The day was a calm one, the sky was blue, with nary a cloud to be seen anywhere in the sky. Ash had decided to delve deep into the Forrest just outside home town of Pallet, with the idea of continuing the never ending task of training with his pokemon, ever trying to be stronger. He never knew when the next challenger would turn up on his doorstep.
Ever since becoming a pokemon master, he had few challengers, all of which he had defeated easily. Despite this, Ash knew never to become over confident, as the next worthy opponent could be only around the corner.
It was an hour and half into drilling his pokemon in their attacks when he decided to take a break, and recalled all of his pokemon, except for Pikachu, and laid down under a tree, his back propped up against the trunk. Pikachu nestled be his side, content on a brief catnap.
Ash, having pulled his cap down over his eyes, did not notice as the sky began to darken, and turn black. A shower of sparks crackled over head, which brought Pikachu awake, and instantly on guard.
"Pika, Pika pi," Pikachu's voice a low growl, deep and threatening.
"Pikachu, what is it?" asked Ash, coming awake and rubbing his face clear of sleep. He looked at Pikachu, and sore him crouched low to the ground in a defensive stance, just in front of where he was laying. He was looking to the sky, and as Ash followed his intense gaze, he sore that the sky was black and huge lightning bolt arced silently across the sky.
As Ash silently watched, the sky began to grow even darker in a single spot about the size of a backyard swimming pool. It grew so dark that light seemed to be sucked into it, until finally when it 'opened up' and four figures emerged from its depths. The four figures descended slowly from the sky until they were half way from the opening, when the they came to a stop, and one broke away.
The single figure descended faster then before, its destination obviously the clearing that Ash and Pikachu had rested in only moments before. As the figure came closer, Ash was able to discern that it was a man, his features shadowed, yet his hair stood out like a living flame, bound at his neck.
Soon, he hovered above Ash, and he could see a slight smirk on the stranger's face.
"Hello Trainer," the stranger murmured, the sound of laughter evident in his tone.
"What do you want?" Ash challenged, coming to his feet, releasing all his pokemon to stand next to Pikachu.
At the release of Ash's pokemon, the man struck a chilling smile. "Your pokemon are what I want, Trainer." His smile grew, before he unleashed a stunning burst of flame that engulfed Ash and all his pokemon. They were all trapped, each within their own fiery cocoon, and unable to attack..
Each of Ash's pokemon began to rise off the ground, slowly approaching the fire being above.
But just as suddenly as they began to rise, the fire disappeared and all of his pokemon dropped back to the ground. "But not today, Trainer, that was too easy" the stranger laughed. "I have better plans for you, and your pokemon."
The man began to rise from his hovering position above Ash, intending to return to his comrades. Ash recovered his wits quickly, and demanded, before he could get to far away, "who are you?"
"I am Phoenix, Don't forget that, Trainer," the man flung back over his shoulder, barely looking back to confirm that Ash had heard what he said.
"And I am Ash, Pokemon Master," He had yelled, rage in his voice, "and you shouldn't forgget that."
Phoenix stopped a short distance away from his companions, and turned around and once again laughed. "I won't, Ash." He then finally returned to his companions, and they all retreated back into the opening in the sky, which slammed shut with a resounding BOOM, and disappeared. The sky then returned to normal, leaving Ash feeling anything but.
*****-_+_-*****
"Ash, oh Ash," crooned Misty, waving a hand in front of Ash's dazed face, he had a faraway look in his eyes and nothing had seemed to penetrate his awareness. She had clicked her fingers, and clapped her hands next to his ears, even pinched his arm to no avail. "He's so out it. He hasn't done this for years, I thought he'd grown out of it."
Suddenly, Ash snapped back to awareness, a new determined look on his face. "You're right Brock. We have to get back," he said, already gathering his things for immediate departure. "I need to talk to Professor Oak."
___________________________________________________________
Well, that's another one out of the way.
This one was all about Ash, but it will be back to Sailor Moon in the next one.
I hope you liked it.
Email me at slbutterworth@poetic.com