A/N: Hee. Here's the next chapter. I don't really know what to say, so I'll just let you to read on.
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Chapter 19
She felt like she was falling… falling… falling into a dark abyss. There was darkness everywhere. Gas filled her lungs as she looked around. She looked around seeing nothing but blackness. She continued falling… falling. She looked down seeing nothing but blackness. She looked up and saw only blackness.
She was slowing down. She knew it. No longer was she going as such a fast pace. She held out her hands to break her fall. When the impact came, it wasn't as bad as she expected. "Where am I?" asked the emerald eyed girl.
Misty's POV
I look around, and I see sky. SKY!! What beauty! I haven't seen the sky in such a long time. It's like a dream come true. I can remember. I can still remember some of the constellations. There's the Big Dipper, the Little Dipper, oh and the North Star that guided us so many times on our journeys. I can even find Pokémon's heads in the stars. I can name them all. Such beauty to see my old friends again.
I look past the North Star, and my breath is immediately taken away. There it is. Those stars, the master stars, I remember so well.
"Yeah, we're much closer to the heavens then on land. I use to love sitting on the treetops when I was young. Before my dad dead, he promised me that if I looked up in the sky he'd be there with all the other Pokémon Masters. I use to stand by my window for hours glazing up at the stars looking for my dad's star. I dreamt of being there someday with him in the stars with all the famous Pokémon Masters."
"And that you will be there, Ash," said Misty.
"Yeah, we can all get back to training after all this is over. I really want to finish the Advance League," said Ash.
"You will." Misty sighed. She turned to face Ash and saw that he was no longer looking at her. Instead he was glazing straight up at the stars. "You find your dad's star?"
"Uh huh. Right there," said Ash pointing to one of the brightest stars in the heavens. "If you look at it closely you're see it makes one of the last sides of a thunderbolt."
Misty cocked her head as she tried to see Ash's imagination. She grinned and sat up. "Yeah, I see it, and there's room up there for one more star."
"No, two more you and me. Someday we'll both be up there in the stars together. We'll be together forever in our lives on Earth and in afterlife."
That was one of the last conversations I had with him… before it happened. It had been seven years already still that night up in the treetops.
Well remember that if you're positive about meeting each other again then we will. Remember Misty when life is too hard look at the stars. They will always guide you.
He promised that they would always guide me. But will they guide me now, now in such a foreign place? I look around and see nothing but trees… trees. Their scent is so good. It's like the smell of fresh pine on Christmas morning. NO… I can't think about that. Was so too long ago, too long to be true. "Guide me please," I mumbled. I look up begging the stars to guide me.
I can't help but laugh. It's actually funny asking great balls of gas for help, but I can't help it. He was right. It does give comfort. Such good comfort. "Help me," I mumbled again. "Help me find him."
Normal POV
Misty gasped. A light shone from her breast, and she immediately looked down. A white light was glowing from under her shirt. Automatically she reached for the item under her shirt to reveal the locket. Misty was right. It was the golden locket that he had given her that was glowing. It was glowing so heavenly. It was so relaxing, so comforting.
The music was playing. It was strange. She didn't even turn it on, but it was playing. That sweet melody that she loved so dearly. She couldn't help but glaze at the locket. It's beautiful rays of light that was flooding from it. Misty immediately plied it open and gasped at what she found. The Ho-Oh was at a different position this time. It wasn't pointing away for her. It was pointing to her left. But… there was something else… something much stranger. The rainbow was no more instead stars replaced it.
The Ho-Oh's mouth was opened and from it was a beam of light was pointing left. Within her heart she had a burning feeling to go left. The feeling that if she went left all would be right. It was a scary feeling, a feeling of deep power that beckoned her left. Misty left the locket opened. The music soothed her beside she was frightened that if she closed it all would be lost.
Misty continued walking. The scenery was foreign to her. She had never seen such strange trees before. It frightened her, but she continued walking. The locket was more than a locket as she soon discovered. When she strayed from her course the beam changed. She tried different experiments all proved the same. The locket was a compass, but where was it pointing? She had being looking at the North Star every now and then, and she knew the beam wasn't taking her north. Sometimes it did, sometimes it didn't. It was as if the locket knew where she wanted to go, a place that even she didn't know of.
She saw strange yet oddly familiar sights. There was the waterfall, the forest. Misty gasped she knew where she was going. She knew this route so familiar haven walked it so often in her youth. After each adventure, after each league they walked this exact same road. The road where Misty knew would always lead to a welcoming home. But now, now it wasn't like that anymore. No longer did this road lead to a place of welcome, but instead it was no more. Nothing was there anymore, but still she dragged herself forward. Step by step, inch by inch she forced herself forward.
What she saw before her when she reached her destination wasn't one that she was expecting. It was anything but what she expected. They in front of her were lights. Not any lights but human lights. There were buildings, buildings that weren't destroyed. From each building a warm glow burned from them. No! It wasn't possible. Misty knew that. How could there be lights? She remembered this town being destroyed. She was there to see it being destroyed. She was there to see Pallet being destroyed. It was late one night so long ago. Ash hadn't returned yet. The Pokémon were already starting to trade. The Pokémon all round Pallet were starting to be rebellious to them already. Slowly so were their Pokémon.
But that night, that night at the stroke of midnight she remembered Delia's screams. She was still asleep, asleep in dreamland when it happened. She remembered the tugging on her shoulders. She remembered it all so well…
"Misty! Misty wake up!" shouted a frantic woman.
"Huh?" Misty whimpered as she woke. Her eyes were still fuzzy from it all. There was Brock, Haruka, and Delia standing before her. She could tell that Brock and Haruka were still drowsy. Both had their backpacks on and a jacket. It was the middle of winter around. They had been waiting for Ash for six months already. Six long months had passed since they left the boundary of Houen.
"What's wrong?" muttered Misty. She rubbed her eyes as she grabbed her Togepi.
Pallet's on fire was her only answer. "What?!"
Delia sighed before replying. "Grabbed some necessity and get out of the house." Misty nodded as she immediately grabbed a backpack. She watched from the corners of her eyes Haruka and Brock walking out the room. Misty looked up, out the window. She saw red everywhere. In the blackness of the sky everywhere was red. It was as red as blood. Misty forced herself to look down and grabbed an armful of clothes. She knew she couldn't take too much but there were three things she had to take. The diary and the picture frame on the nightstand and the locket around her neck.
Misty stuffed the items in her bag. She could already feel the room heating up. She looked around seeing fog and smoke everywhere. It wasn't a pleasant feeling. It was so hot. She didn't want to register it, but she knew. The house was on fire. Delia's beloved house was on fire. A shadow appeared at the door for a split second she thought it was him only to be disappointed to see Delia there. The older woman walked into the room and grabbed Misty's arm. "Quickly." Misty nodded and strung the backpack, grabbed her purse and the sleeping egg from her bed. She quickly followed Delia outside.
What she saw astonished her. Pallet was in flames. The flames stretched from miles around. Everywhere was red. It reached far near the beach to the forest itself. She found Brock, Haruka standing near by. Their faces were those of pain and confusion. Beside them were the elder Prof. Oak, Gary and his sister May. Misty had just meet May a few months ago, but they had gained a mutual understanding. What Misty saw upon Prof. Oak, Gary, May, and even Delia's faces wasn't that of Brock, Haruka or herself. They all felt sadden, but upon their faces was that of revenge, and sadness that couldn't be expressed in words.
Misty understood what they felt seeing their beloved land that they called home being burned into nothing but ashes. All their hard work, the strength they put in to build Pallet and make it peaceful. Misty looked around. Neighbors were holding hands. Tears were falling. Misty wished, oh how much she wished that all the tears that they shed could somehow stop the fire from burning. She reached for a pokéball only to be stopped. "No, Misty," muttered Delia.
"Why?" Misty looked up confused. She could save Pallet. She could stop the fire from spreading any more, but… but Delia didn't want too. She looked into Delia's eyes and saw no emotion what so ever. She felt the older woman tremble before falling only to be caught by Prof. Oak. Misty watched the one woman who she admired for her strength and will, to be crying. Misty looked around and there in the mist of the flames she saw the outline of the villains. No! No! It couldn't be. Misty tried to force herself to believe that. She looked around from Delia's sobbing to the unity that the people of Pallet held. She looked up into the sky and found the constellation that Ash loved so much. "Unity."
That had sparked her idea for Thunderbolt. This town… this town that was illuminated before her. This town that she watched being destroyed six and a half years ago, but now… now it was whole. Misty closed the locket letting only faint light shine from the cracks. She ran into the town passing the whole street completely, before turning into another. She looked around and saw it, the tree that marked it all. Misty ran up to it and ran her hands through the tree. It was whole. It wasn't an illusion. This was really, truly real. Misty couldn't help but laugh. She walked pass the tree and saw it. The house… this house that she spent so much of her childhood in. There it was, the friendly white house was the pricked fence. She couldn't believe she was actually seeing it again. The house that she saw being burn down to the ground so long ago.
She couldn't help but smile and push the fence open and run to the porch. She could almost believed that she was once again 13. That was the age that she first saw this house. It was after the Indigo League. There was a party here too. Misty looked to the north and saw in the hills the professor's lab. The windmill attached to the top of the house was even turning with the wind.
There, was all things that she never expected to see again. She never dreamed of seeing the lab again, but here it was. Misty backed away from the house and on to the main road again. There was one place she wanted to see again. Somewhere that she hadn't seen in such a long time.
Misty plied her locket open again and almost on cue the locket pointed the way. She knew the locket knew where she wanted to go. It had after all pointed the way to Pallet, could it point her to what she desired the most? Misty followed the locket. She followed it out of Pallet. As she watched, she took in the scene before her. She took in the friendly glow. She had long lost track of time by the time she had left Pallet in the dust. The locket took her on, and on. Past the grass to the place where the air was the saltiest.
Misty looked around her bearings. There was mist everywhere. She walked on looking at everything. Every once and awhile she looked down at her locket. She had got use to it leading her wherever she needed to go. Misty walked on knowing the mighty ocean was to her left. Misty kept away from that direction knowing there would be water Pokémon floating around looking for humans like herself.
She continued walking. She didn't know what she was looking for but still she continued on. To Misty it seemed like she had been walking for hours before something in front of her caught her eyes. There in the mist was a faint light. The light flicked on and off. Her curiosity got the better of her as she walked on. Misty didn't even bother using the locket. She knew where she wanted to go and that was straight. Her destination was straight.
Not bothering with the sights, not caring where she ran. Misty ran on. She ran through the sandy beach. Though the mist that was starting to clear till she can to an abrupt stop. There in front of her was the source of the light. In the white beach one lone lantern laid on the beach. Its beautiful light flickered on and off. Misty admired the light for a moment before looking up. A few feet away were two figures. Misty made out their backs. They were two children no older than fifteen.
Curious at why these children were sitting so close to ocean and haven't been swallowed up yet, Misty walked up to them. She kept her distance. Somehow she knew it wasn't her time to intervene. She could hear their laughter. Faint trances of childish laughter. The fog had lifted by now revealing the backs of the two children. Misty saw that they were a duo, a boy and a girl. They were both dressed in kimonos. That surprised Misty. She hadn't seen such beautiful kimonos in a long time.
The boy whose hair was raven black was wearing blue with a reddish belt. The girl with long beautiful orange hair much like her own was wearing blue too with small fishes engraved on them. Misty heard the girl sigh before leaning against the boy. Much to Misty's surprise the boy didn't push her away but enwrapped one of his arms around her. She could hear them talking. They voices were so… familiar in a weird way.
"It's good to get away huh?" asked the girl.
"Uh huh. Wonder if anyone noticed we're gone yet?"
"Who knows," muttered the girl. She nudged closer to the boy who was currently looking down at the ocean. A strange smile appeared on his tanned face. Misty gasped. It was all too familiar. This scene, that boy was going to splash the girl. Misty backed away stunned that her guess was correct. The boy stuck his hand into the clear, blue ocean water and splashed the girl wet.
The girl screamed as she backed away immediately drawing her hand into water. She soaked the boy wet. The boy grinned evilly before looking at the water. Misty stared on unable to move. How could it be possible? First seeing Pallet, now this. She knew this scene well. But… but how could it be? How could they be who she thought they are? Misty backed away accidentally knocking into the lantern. A loud crash was heard as Misty tripped. Both girl and boy immediately turned their heads.
"No, it can't be…" muttered Misty before everything went black.
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