Ash groaned as he got up and looked around. The first thing he spotted was a boy, who crouching and was attempting to ignite a fire utilizing a group of dry twigs and leafs put together.
Ash tried to say "water" but the only thing that came out was a dry groan and a cough that followed it. But, this attracted that boy's attention and he looked at him. When Ash stared at him, the first thing that he noticed was his crisp bright red eyes that seemed like rubies, glistering in the fire light.
"Rest….you'd need it. You have been through a lot. I know how it feels" he said and turned to his backpack and started ransacking it. Ash assumed that he was searching for a bottle of water.
But what he took out surprised him. That boy took out a transparent bottle filled with emerald green liquid. He stared at it and began advancing on Ash. Ash tried to move, tried to protest, but he knew too well that he was hopeless and was at the mercy of this stranger. That boy pried open Ash's protesting mouth and poured the liquid into his mouth. Ash closed his eyes and braced for a burning feeling to come, but the only thing that came was a feeling of relief. As the liquid ran down his parched throat, it healed it completely.
"thanks," was all that Ash could mutter.
The stranger extended his hand,
"call me Brendan, Brendan Birch. I am a Pokemon Trainer, just like you I suppose" he said and turned and began walking out of the enclosure.
Suddenly the walls started contracting and folding, enclosing it into a small box. Brendan picked up that box and placed it into his backpack.
Brendan saluted Ash and threw a pokeball, revealing a Flygon. Brendan vaulted onto it and they disappeared into the horizon, leaving nothing but a train of dust behind them.
"ASH!" said a voice behind him. He just turned, and was tackled in a hug by May, whose face was covered in tears.
"I was so scared! Please sob don-don't ever leave m-me like that ag-again!" she said, still having Ash locked in an embrace. Ash awkwardly placed an arm around her and closed the embrace.
"I am really sorry, May" said Ash.
'Should I tell her what happened?' thought Ash as he stared at May whose face was covered in tears from the fear she felt by being alone in the forest. Ash looked up and noticed that it has stopped raining. 'How long have I been out?' he thought.
"ASH! MAY!" shouts could be heard in the distance.
May hastily broke the hug, gave Ash a teary smile and proceeded towards the voice. Ash followed, his heart jumping in glee for some odd reason. He shook off that feeling and took off to catch up with May.
When they reached the source of the noise, Ash saw that Max and Brock were there, laughing at May, who seemed angry.
"Yeah, May, I bet you chickened out and started to cry" said Max and tried to mimic May crying. This infuriated May even more, pushing her into the brink of crying again.
Suddenly a new feeling replaced the glee inside Ash. He felt anger. Ash clenched his fist and gritted his teeth and advanced towards Max, who was now, literally, rolling in the floor, laughing his heart out.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP!" shouted Ash, his voice amplified by the quiet stillness of the twilight hour in the jungle.
This made startled Wingulls and Swellows fly away into the bright orange sky. But this startled Ash friends even more.
"Ash…." Max asked meekly, frightened by Ash's antagonism filled face.
"You leave May alone…" snarled Ash with venom that even frightened May.
"Ash……are you ok?" asked May, fear inching into her sapphire eyes.
Suddenly Ash realized what he had done.
"W-What is happening" said Ash to space, making Max and Brock even more anxious for the wellbeing of their friend.
"I need to get out of here…." muttered Ash as he took out his bicycle and rode off into the horizon, leaving his friends shouting after him in concern.
"I am really sorry, guys. I-I'll be back in a few days I just need time to think!" he shouted back as he disappeared into the dark shroud of the night.
Ash stared at the strange green mark that has appeared on his forearm. He tried scratching it off, but other than hurting himself that did not work.
Ash gritted his teeth and punched the tree in fury. The result even surprised him. The tree broke in half and fell down, uprooting it self.
Ash stared at it and his hand where the green mark was glowing faintly. Ash tried it again, this time aiming at another tree, but he did not gain the same result.
"I guess that I gain super power when I am angry….." muttered Ash curiously staring at the green mark.
Ash straightened his bike and mounted it, and stepped on the pedal as he heard a roar coming behind him. He quickly detoured and began riding towards the source of the noise.
When he arrived there, what he saw shocked him. There was a Nidoking and a man who donned a red uniform. He was attempting to catch the Nidoking with a electric net. He was a poacher.
Ash crept closer as he saw the scene clearer. The Nidoking was badly injured as the man was shooting it with a myriad of attacks from his pocket. He seemed to throw some kind of electrical nets. Rage filled his body again as he heard the mournful cry of the injured animal. He jumped out of the bushes and threw his pokeball containing his Treeko. The pokeball opened as usual but what came out surprised Ash. The Treeko was the same but its eyes gleamed red and its fur was black.
The man stumbled back and threw his pokeball in response, which opened to reveal a
Poocheyana.
"Treeko, use Scratch!" shouted Ash.
The animal charged to the other Pokemon using amazing reflexes and astounding speed.
Within seconds or fraction of a second, the dog Pokemon lay defeated in the middle of the battleground.
Ash looked astounded at the strength of his Pokemon. The man turned tail and ran.
Ash paid all of his attention to the injured Pokemon.
It laid, groaning in agony, at the sky.
Ash ran towards it, all the time thinking about how to transport it to the Pokemon Centre.
As he did that, the gleam of the empty pokeball caught his eye.
Ash took it out and threw it in the direction of the animal. The Nidoking got covered in red light and went into the compact ball. The ball shook several times before coming to a stand still. Ash took it and mounted his bike, returned Treeko, who now for some odd reason was back to its normal green color, and rode off, looking for a Pokemon Centre.
TO BE CONTINUED………..
So how was it? This chapter is at the least 800 words more than the first chapter. Well, I bid farewell and say, "until next chapter"
