What has gone before... Patrick is a fourteen year old boy who is about to
set out on a Pokemon journey unique in its own right from his newly adopted
home of Pallet.
"How soon can you be here?" was all Ash said when the younger trainer had briefed him.
"Within the day," Patrick responded, censing the urgency in Ash's voice. "I have to arrange a safe place for my friends."
"Don't worry about them; I'll have someone from the league take care of their safety."
And Now...
Chapter 8: A Farwell
"It's not like Team Rocket to try and kill outright for Pokemon," Ash said.
"And he was too calculating for some small time guy, even if he was lousy with battles," mused Patrick, while watching the waves.
"You never did explain how you knew he was there, though."
"Because I don't know how I did. I just had a feeling, as if something was about to attack me. I just knew."
"That's... odd," Ash mumbled, starting to worry slightly.
"Ash, how big is this Island?" Patrick asked with a serious tone.
"About a square Kilometer," Ash responded. "Why?"
"As long as their with me, my Pokemon aren't safe. I think it's safe to leave them here, though." Patrick said, with deep undertones or sorrow in his voice. He pulled out his Pokeballs and let his Pokemon out. Turning to them, he said, with a tear running down his cheek, that he would have to leave them here for a while. The Pokemon, sensing their master's pain, and taking to heart his promise to return for them, left sadly.
He turned back to Ash and sat down again. After a long silence, Ash spoke. "Their was no need for that," he said.
"You don't know all the thing's I've seen recently," Patrick said. "I think I was fully justified in my actions."
"I have something I want you to see," Ash said, standing up. "It's supposed to be a league secret, but I think you need to know. If you'll follow me, I'll show you." The two boys walked from the sandy beach and into the forest until they came to a set of ruins. Ash explained, "The league has been keeping this secret since it's founding," Ash started. "This, these ruins, are a storehouse of knowledge. I do believe, my young friend, that you are a Shadow master."
"How soon can you be here?" was all Ash said when the younger trainer had briefed him.
"Within the day," Patrick responded, censing the urgency in Ash's voice. "I have to arrange a safe place for my friends."
"Don't worry about them; I'll have someone from the league take care of their safety."
And Now...
Chapter 8: A Farwell
"It's not like Team Rocket to try and kill outright for Pokemon," Ash said.
"And he was too calculating for some small time guy, even if he was lousy with battles," mused Patrick, while watching the waves.
"You never did explain how you knew he was there, though."
"Because I don't know how I did. I just had a feeling, as if something was about to attack me. I just knew."
"That's... odd," Ash mumbled, starting to worry slightly.
"Ash, how big is this Island?" Patrick asked with a serious tone.
"About a square Kilometer," Ash responded. "Why?"
"As long as their with me, my Pokemon aren't safe. I think it's safe to leave them here, though." Patrick said, with deep undertones or sorrow in his voice. He pulled out his Pokeballs and let his Pokemon out. Turning to them, he said, with a tear running down his cheek, that he would have to leave them here for a while. The Pokemon, sensing their master's pain, and taking to heart his promise to return for them, left sadly.
He turned back to Ash and sat down again. After a long silence, Ash spoke. "Their was no need for that," he said.
"You don't know all the thing's I've seen recently," Patrick said. "I think I was fully justified in my actions."
"I have something I want you to see," Ash said, standing up. "It's supposed to be a league secret, but I think you need to know. If you'll follow me, I'll show you." The two boys walked from the sandy beach and into the forest until they came to a set of ruins. Ash explained, "The league has been keeping this secret since it's founding," Ash started. "This, these ruins, are a storehouse of knowledge. I do believe, my young friend, that you are a Shadow master."