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Chapter 1
A flash of clearness comes from
a girl's eyes. She cries as she bolts up
from her bed. Two very strange Pokémon
were lying by her side. A blue coated
Arcanine with black stripes embroiders the Pokémon. The other Pokemon is a gold and red
Pidgot. "Kaily," spoke the Acranine.
"Tally," mumbled the
girl. She gently rubs her eyes to reveal
their true color of ocean blue. "We must
go. It is time," said Kaily.
"Right," said the
Arcanine. The Pidgot immediately opened
its wings ready to take flight. Kaily
jumped upon the Arcanine's back as the Pidgot flew up upon.
"We must find the one,
Tally," said Kaily.
The Arcanini roared as it
ran through the prairie. The Arcanine
had never deceived its master before, and it wasn't planning on now. The world was at strake, and Kaily knew it
all. She held in her hands
everything. She would discover the truth
to the prophecy that was embroidered into her. Since Kaily was young she always heard a voice within her dreams. Within her dreams a young boy was calling out
to her. Crying, pleading to her. Kaily never discovered who that boy was, but
she knew that someday her path may cross with that boy.
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"Eevee eve," growled a cute
yet stubborn Eevee. The Eevee growled as
it flung at another shadow. This one was
harder then them all. "Eevee!" screamed
Eevee.
He knew this was a
dream. It was always this dream. They weren't like his old dreams. These dreams tormented him. They were so real, but Ash knew he was
dreaming. But he could never wake from
them till, it was all over. Ash
recognized this dream somehow the cute Eevee in his dream was anyways
there. It was always protecting his
friends, yet Ash knew it was a stray. The Eevee had a proud heart, yet why was he dreaming this dream? He was never in any of these dreams. It was always his friends and Eevee. The Eevee was always fighting the
shadows. The tormented shadows stuck all
the good out of it. Ash felt sorry for
the Eevee, yet he could feel the pain that Eevee felt. Like always just as he was too awake there
was always this voice. This voice always
called out to him.
There it was again. "Ashura! Help me! Save the world! Believe in
yourself Ashura for if you believe there is nothing that you can't do. Even when the times seem
too desperate. Always follow in
your heart, Ashura. Believe that you can
do it. Trust in your friends for love
lies within. Trust them when times get
desperate. Trust in them Ashura,"
shouted this voice.
"Who are you?" shouted
Ash. Once again just as he screamed out
his words the dream ended, and he bolt up in bed soaking wet. Ash sighed as he looked around. The sky was pitch
black again. It's been this way for
months. Each night there was no sign of
a single star or a moon. Ash wanted to
go home. He needed to go home. He couldn't stand traveling anymore. Ever since the Advance League ended, Ash had
been like this. A week after he left
Pallet the dreams started up. He
couldn't concentrate on Pokémon battles anymore. Pikachu and all of Ash's Pokémon knew that Ash
wasn't the same. He gets aggravated
really easily now. Ash sighed as he
looks down to find Pikachu fast asleep on top of his sleep bag. The rodent had been depressed the last few
months. But still Ash envied the
Pokémon. He looked around the camp that
Brock had made. It was prefect, but
lately Ash hadn't care for them much anymore.
There was
his two best friends asleep by him. Brock and Misty, the three had been together forever, or to Ash they
were. When Tracey, Haruka, and Masato
were traveling with them, Ash didn't feel the comfort as he felt with Misty and
Brock. Misty had just returned from
Misty would sometimes say
that the way that Ash was treating her, these days maybe it was better if she
never came back. Some days when Ash just
wasn't bearable to live with Misty and Brock would talk about leaving. Heck, Ash didn't blame them. He didn't even want to live with
himself. The dreams were unbearable
now. It weren't like this before. They would come once a week, but now it was
nightly thing. Ash tried everything he
could. He borrowed a trainer's Hypno and
Gengar to destroy the dream. Even
Gengar's dream eater didn't work.
Ash tried staying awake all
night, but that didn't work. The voice
always haunted him. The worse thing was
that somehow he thought that he knew the voice. The voice was familiar, very familiar, yet Ash couldn't place it with
anyone that he had ever met. But there
was always that nagging feeling in his mind that by returning to Pallet all his
worries could be demolished. So here he was, a day's walk before they entered Pallet. Tonight Ash didn't feel as helpless as he
felt a few days ago. Now it was strictly
hope that his dream would be forever gone.
Ash sighed as sleep
overwhelmed him again. Ash quickly fell
into deep sleep just like before the dreams come back to haunt him.
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"Hey Ash! Wake up!"
shouted a girlish voice. Ash immediately
bolted up from his uneasy sleep. He knew
better than to not listen to Misty when she told him to get up. Ash had learned it the hard way that Misty
would use her newly evolved Togetic to wake Ash. Misty always used Togetic's metronome which
to Ash's disgust was always a strong attack that usually ended with him being
poisoned, paralyzed, burned, frozen, or getting huge headache.
"Okay! Okay!" mumbled Ash.
Misty grinned as she watched
Ash leap out of his sleeping bag. "I
guess you finally learned," said Misty.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever,"
mumbled Ash. He grabbed his clothes and
placed them on. He quickly awoke Pikachu
to receive a thunder shock, before Pikachu grumbled as it got up. Ash yawned as he walked to the fire and sat
down on a log. "'Morning," said
Brock. He smiled as he turned around to
see Ash. His smile immediately turned
into a frown as he watched Ash drift in and out of sleep. "Not a good night's rest again?" asked Brock
curiously.
"What do you think?" asked
Ash grumpy. He knew he should be nicer
to Brock and Misty, but he couldn't. He
just didn't feel like being nice anymore.
"Ash," snapped Brock.
"What?" asked Ash angrily.
"Will you stop that absurd
attitude? Do you know how much you're
hurting Misty and me? We've been trying
to annoy your attitude to us. But… but
now its getting out of hand," snapped Brock.
"So?" asked Ash defending.
"Ash, Misty and I have been
deciding stuff. We agree that we just
can't travel with you anymore. Ash,
Misty and I are leaving for good. If you
can ever find the love that we once knew in you, we hope you find happiness,
Ash," muttered Brock.
Ash's face immediately
pained as he turned to face Misty. "Is
it true?" asked Ash.
Misty's face immediately
turned red. Ash knew it wasn't because
she was embarrassed, but she had been crying. She had been crying throughout his conversation with Brock.
Misty gently pushed back a
flock of hair and nodded. "Yeah, it's
true Ash," muttered Misty. She gave Ash
and friendly squeeze. From her short
pockets she removed a red bundle. "Thank
you, Ash," muttered Misty.
"For what?" asked Ash. His face was
full of confusion as Misty pushed the bundle into his hand. With that she ran off into the woods, Ash saw
the tears rolling from her eyes. The Togetic
she had forgotten. Quickly he picked it
up only to have a strong hand take it from him. Ash raised his head and saw Brock looking down at him.
"You know you really screwed
up this time?" asked Brock. His face was
filled with pity.
"Huh?" asked Ash
questionably.
"Pikachupi," said Pikachu
simply. Even Pikachu's translation
didn't help Ash this time; his face was still filled with confusion.
Brock simply shook his
head. "Maybe you'll figure it out
someday, but I'll tell you one thing Ash. I learned this the hard way. You
don't know what you'll lost, till you lose it,"
muttered Brock. "Good bye, Ash
Ketchum. May your dreams come true." With that
Brock left the stone stuck Ash to think over his actions. Ash watched as his two best friends disappear
before him. That's when it hit him.
"I don't need them…"
muttered Ash.
"Pika?" asked Pikachu
questionably. The Pokémon didn't get it
why his trainer didn't follow his friends. Ash sighed as he stroked Pikachu's fur. The Pokémon sighed in comfort as Ash popped out on a log. He looked at the comforting campsite that
Brock had made for them. He looked at
the breakfast that Brock at made with all his love. Ash had once tried to cook, but he just
couldn't make it taste like Brock's.
Brock laughed and said, "To
cook you must fill the food with love and care. To get the food to taste great you must nurture it from picking to
eating."
Ash just laughed back then,
but this time as he ladled a spoonful of Brock's oatmeal. He savored the whole ladle and for once Ash
didn't think it taste like oatmeal. It
tasted like something a friend would make for another with all their love. Ash understood now. He began to understand the voice in his
head. He knew what is was trying to tell
him now, but it was too late. Too late
for Ash to change the past, but he knew the future was in his hands.
"Do I, Pikachu? Do I really need Brock and Misty?" asked
Ash. He questioned the electric
rodent. The Pokémon nodded its head.
"You think they'll forgive
me?" asked Ash.
"Pika," said the Pokémon.
"You miss them too?" asked
Ash.
"Pika."
Ash grinned
a rare smile that he hasn't shown in weeks. "Then come, on," said Ash. He
took down his tent and stuffed it back into his backpack. Ash distinguished the fire and placed a lid
over the oatmeal and took it with him.
"Pika," said the
Pokémon. Ash turned around and saw that
in Pikachu's mouth was the bundle that Misty gave him. Ash was curious of what was in it and removed
the package from Pikachu's mouth. The
Pokémon jumped upon Ash's shoulder as with weary hands he opened the
package. There sitting on his lap was
something that he never thought he would see again.
"My Pokémon league hat,"
muttered Ash. He never except that Misty
would return it to him again. He
remembered their heart filled good-bye two years ago. Ash had given Misty his hat, Misty gave him a
handkerchief. Ash still kept that
handkerchief, and to this day he never did figure out the hidden message that Misty
gave him. Ash picked it up and took off
his new hat. He placed it in his
backpack and placed this one back on his head.
"Pikachu," said the Pokémon
with full approval. Ash looked down at
the wrapping and saw a letter scribbled in Misty's handwriting. Ash picked it up and stared at it. His eyes watered as he read the letter.
him.
"MISTY!!" screamed Ash. He stuffed the letter in his pockets and took
over running with Pikachu chasing behind.
A/N: This chapter should have been longer, but oh
well. I still have to proofread the next
few chapter before I can post them. How do you like it so far? Is it still confusing? Five reviews before I continue. Like it. Hate it. Got any ideas? I could use them