I decided to make another chapter for this, since I had another idea.

First I'd like to thank all my reviewers for my stories, especially aNiMeAzNgUrLLH, the only

person to review all my stories. You made me feel special!!!

Anyway, on with the chapter!

Ch. 2: Another end

May Maple walked down the dusty road, as she did every day. She thought of her lost loved one,

Brendan Birch, as she also did every day. People would ask her for autographs, pictures, training tips,

anything, but she never cared. She would sign some paper, pose for the camera, but she just wanted to

escape it all and be with Brendan again. But she knew that could never happen. So she went about her

celebrity life, praying for another life.

Later that day, May had walked out to Brendan's grave, as she did every day. She was wearing

her nicest clothes, a beautiful blue dress with a red bow in her long brown hair. She was carrying her

official Pokemon Master clothes(lets just pretend there's such a thing) with her. She walked up to the

tombstone and dropped the clothes on the grave.

"Happy birthday, Brendan" she whispered, tears flowing from her eyes as they did every time

she visited him. "You deserve these more than I do" She bent down and kissed the ground he lay under,

then stood up, wiping her tears away. She was about to walk away, but she stopped when she heard

someone scream.

"May! Look out!"

She barely had enough time to turn in the direction of the voice before she felt something hard

hit her head. She was knocked out instantly.

A while later, May woke up. She had no idea what time it was as she stood up to take a look at

her surroundings. She was in a room, with a balcony. Pokemon dolls decorated the place, and she

noticed a picture of her and Brendan.

Brendan?

Then she realized it. She was in Brendan's room!

"Hey, May" she heard a familiar voice say. She turned around, and to her great surprise and

happiness, saw Brendan sitting on his bed, looking at her.

"Brendan" she whispered, almost daring him to tell her it wasn't him. "It's really you" She ran

toward him, but when she tried to hug him, he was gone. She turned around, and saw him staring at her

from where she had been standing.

"Why, May?" he asked her, looking at her with pleading eyes.

"Why what, Brendan?" she said, moving towards him again, only to have him step out of the

way.

"Why did you do it, May?" he asked again. "Why did you do that to me?"

"Brendan," May said softly. "I never meant to do that to you. I would never do that to you"

"But you did, May!" Brendan said angrily. "You did do it to me, and look what happened

because of it!"

"I'm so sorry Brendan" she said, tears falling from her eyes again. "I never meant for this to

happen. I only wanted to win. I wanted to win so badly, I lost control of myself, and couldn't stop. I'm

so sorry"

Brendan just stared at her with cold, dead eyes.

"Can you forgive me?" she asked, pleadingly.

He shook his head. "I'm sorry May, but I can't forgive what you did to me. I loved you, and you

humiliated me in front of thousands of people. You may not have meant it, but you turned the entire

world against me. I can't forgive you for that"

"But Brendan, I love you" May said tearfully.

"It's too late" he said.

"Brendan, NO!" she screamed.

"Goodbye, May" he said softly.

"Brendan" she moaned, as him and the entire room started to swirl around her.

She woke up again a little later, but this time she was in the hospital. Her parents were looking

down on her.

"Oh May, we were so worried!"

"What happened?" May asked, sitting up dazed.

Her mother pushed her back down. "You were knocked out by a baseball. You got a concussion

from it"

"Concussion?"

"Yes, but just relax. The doctor said you'll be fine"

A little later, her parents left, promising to visit her soon. May was alone in the room now. One

by one, she took out her Pokeballs and kissed them gently.

"Have fun, you guys" she whispered. She then looked up at the ceiling. "Brendan, my love, I'm

coming"

She reached over, and pulled the plug.

What do you think? R&R!