"Caution: Contents may catch fire. That is the stupidest thing to put on a box of matches!" Cried Ash, trying to light a fire. "Light, darn you!'
"Why not just have cindaquill light it?" Asked Misty.
"I hate it when you do that," Stated Ash.
"Pika pikachu, pikapi." You're an idiot Ash.
"Shadup"
A shadowy figure wearing a ninja suit ran into the camp, a trail of wind behind him. He grabbed Misty's hand, and kept running.
"Wha..." Said Brock. Ash didn't hesitate. He ran after the two, and caught up with the figure.
"You're overdo, Ketchum," He said.
"Don't hurt her. I have the money." Brock showed up just after this was said.
"Then give it to me." He held Misty over the cliff. "One wrong move and the chick gets it," He said.
"Please," Said Ash. "Don't hurt her. I have the money right here." Ash threw a large bag of money at him. He looked through the bag.
"You're five cents short!" He threw her over the cliff. Ash and Brock dove for her. They didn't make it. She plummeted into what seemed to be oblivion. This was a big mistake. Misty's life was worth a lot more than five cents. Ash saw Red (Note capital letter) run into the valley and tackle Blue. He was able to stay standing, and threw a knife from his pocket at Red. Ash tackled Blue. The rest was a blur.