Misty had to hold in a scream as she looked at the body on the bed. And this is why…
Ash's face had a huge scar right down one side, which was puckered up with ugly black stitching. The part of his chest that was exposed was nothing but bandages and stitching, and one arm was heavily bandaged. Mrs. Ketchum was gently holding the other.
Misty couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe what that jerk of a fiancé had done to her Ash. The she thought about what she had just thought. Her Ash? But she soon forgot about it as she rocked gently on jelly-legs, scared and angry about what Seamore had done. Without another word, she marched right out of the ward and down the stairs.
Needless to say, by the time Misty got home, Daisy and Seamore were having a row. Apparently, she had bailed him out of jail, but then his stoopid Gyrados had knocked down the broom handle, and the wall had collapsed. Misty listened with some amusement, and then let Seamore get kicked out before she started on him.
"YOU LOUSY SON OF A beep! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ASH! I'M GONNA ABSOLUTALY MURDER YOU!" she cried, and then spat in his face and hurled him out of the door.