Half Destiny : Legend 5: Runaway Girl

-A Pokeshipping Fanfiction by MistyWishMaker-

Author's Preface:

This fanfiction was written a long time ago, probably three years ago, and I never posted it. Now I am posting it, because many people emailed me asking for updates after I posted it on my old site. The chapters were much longer originally on my computer, but I shortened it, thus leaving short, brief chapters that won't kill the reader's eyes. I hope you enjoy this. Ooh, yes, and before I do this, I'll tell you: I'm a quite indecisive person, and I am not good with summaries, so this summary is going to change many times, so just warning ya.

The Chapters will be split into "Legend," instead of "Chapter" because it's much cuter that way. You'll see why as the fic progresses.

Summary:

Ash and the group continue their travels, until they stop in a town with a Kimono Dancing Festival one day, and bump into an old friend, Misty, the Cerulean City gym leader. A Golden Noctowl, a legend, a photo, and dance; what events will befall our heros? Pokeshipping (Ash x Misty) and corny romance.

Warning:

Half Destiny will become majorly cheesy as the chapters go on. I made some cheesy fanarts to go along with it, too. If you wanna see the fanart for Chapter 6, go right ahead and ask me through email. :)

Disclaimer:
I don't own Pokemon, I don't own Ash, Misty, etc. They belong to their creators, and the idea of Pokemon is (c) Satoshi Tajiri.

Legend 5: Runaway Girl

Ash ran as fast as he could, but his breathing soon grew heavy. He looked everywhere for her; he looked in the corners of buildings, he looked inside private booths, in fact, in even asked people if they saw a pretty, teenage girl with orange hair run by.

He ran until he saw a tiny, golden Noctowl carving displayed on a booth stand. It glimmered and almost looked real. In fact, it sort of looked like a frozen Pokemon. He quickly stopped to look at the little golden carving.

He couldn't stop staring at it; it was as if the carving had cast a paralyzing spell on Ash.

Then he thought. I'll buy this and give it to Misty. Then, maybe she'll forgive me and I'll bring her back to the dance. Bribes always work with girls!

Ash then paid a large amount of money and left as soon as they bagged and wrapped the Noctowl carving for him.

"Ah! I see you are interested in antiques as well, ah mister?" a haggard and old looking man said.

Ash quickly ignored him and began searching for Misty again.

Ash wondered if he brought an antique. Then he stopped quickly and knew that he had to find Misty. He put the carving away and left in a hurry.

Misty was running with all her might.

Stupid Ash. Who wants to be YOUR partner anyways. Nobody cares who you want to dance with or… or who you like… especially me…

Then Misty stopped.

She came all this way to see him.

And this was how he repaid her.

The kimono festival was an excuse to see him.

He had no excuse for not asking her to be his partner.

Then, an image of how Ash had taken May's hand popped up in her head.

Maybe… he likes May…

Misty slowly walked.

Maybe…he was MEANT for May

Misty sped up.

Maybe…I left so he could be with her…because it was fate…

Misty started running again. She ran too fast, so she didn't see where she was going and bumped into a stranger.

"The Legendary Noctowl has been found! The Legendary Noctowl has been FOUND!" A haggard-looking old man yelled.

"Geez… I thought they arrested that old geezer…" one man said

"Yeah… You'd better stay away from him. He's crazy and goes around town spreading lies about some legendary Noctowl, which we know is not true" another man warned Misty.

"Yeah! How could Noctowl be legendary? It's just some small bird!" a third man yelled.

Misty stepped away slowly, but the old man followed her.

She stepped back.

He stepped back.

She stepped forward.

He stepped forward.

"Why are you following me?" Misty asked, running out of patience.

"Hmm… because you look like my wife when she was young and alive," the old man replied.

"What? How is that possible?" Misty questioned suspiciously.

Maybe he's a pervert, better keep on guard, she thought.

He advanced forward quickly, and without thinking, Misty stuck her fist out.

BONK!

"Young lady! Mind your manners! What do you think you're doing?" the old man yelled as he rubbed the huge lump on his head.

"Hey! You're the one who advanced on me FIRST you pervert!" Misty replied coolly.

"P…. p-p….PERVERT! WHO SAY'S I'M A PERVERT!" the old man yelled embarrassingly.

"I only wanted to show you a picture of my wife!" the old man continued.

"Well, even if I do look like her, I don't really care about it. I'm not your wife, so stop following me!" Misty replied.

But her curiousity made her head lean over to the picture that was in the old man's hand.

She gasped.

Author's Lame-O Notes of Doom: dun dun dun! Okay, this chapter is SURE to keep the reader reading. Yep, the fanart with the girl who appears to be Ash and the girl who appears to be Misty is actually Al and … oops! You'll have to keep on reading to find out! Oh yeah, don't steal my picture and the whole blah blahin' speech.

MistyWishMaker