Guardian Solaris
Ages:
Ash-17
Max- 13
May- 15
Dawn- 13
Serena – 10
Simon (OC) - 15
Robert (OC) - 18
In retrospect I haven't really done much justice to Drew, Brandon and Paul as characters, more so Drew than Paul or Brandon. But eventually in the story I'll build up their characters, and not to the point where I'm just degrading them, they'll have a proper background, that serves some justice to them as characters in the story.
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This is still Advanceshipping. The only thing is that not have May admit feelings out of the blue. I'd rather make progress into the relationship. The rating of this fics genre may change a bit, as this fic will have a bit of all genres inside of it. Maybe that's just me biting a bit more than I can chew, but that's the way this fic will be. Although it will always remain Advanceshipping. Right now, on with the story, and my longest chap so far.
Chapter 22- Search for Yourself
Dawn fell to the ground, as the person whom she loved was taken away from her. Dragged away from her by something.
Dawns usually bright smile turned into a frown, as the co-ordinators eyes held back tears of sadness. Her mother had told her not to cry, and she wouldn't; no matter how strong the urge. But he was lost to her once more, that hurt her deep inside her heart, and that pain a river of tears could not take that away.
If anything happened to him, not even an Ocean of Tears would relive her pain
It was something that happened to her again. The last time, had them separated for an amount of time that was immeasurable to the young girl. The last time, the cause for their parting was too complex, the situation was too unpredictable. The last time she didn't know what was going to happen. She didn't know that she would be hurt in the part of any human that could be hurt the most, the only part of her that was vulnerable to the battering influences of the outside world.
She didn't know, the last time. How much it would break her heart.
#Begin Flashback#
The sky was dim and grey just like the sky above the Lavender forest. It seemed almost as if a blue sky had never existed. Almost as if this moment and only this moment would exist for all of time.
This moment, three friends stood outside. Upon the pavement of a large road. There was no traffic or buildings of any sort. Just an everlasting entanglement of trees that spread alone either side of the deserted road. The dingy grey sky stretched on forever, as it fitted perfectly with the scenario.
"What's wrong with you?" Dawn shouted towards Ash who stood opposite to her and Brock.
"Nothing" the recently crowned Sinnoh champion fired back. He took his gaze over to Brock, who stood with an emotionless gaze upon his face. "Brock" he said in a calmer vice, as he shook his head in distain.
"Don't take things out on him." Dawn said, "He's done nothing wrong"
"Brock" he said as if he had never heard Dawns comment even though he wished inside that he could fire back at the co-ordinator, "After what you made me do, your now trying this out"
"What are you talking about Ash" the breeder said back, folding his arms.
"Brock it was just after the Sinnoh championships, you should know. Or have you Magically forgotten?"
"Ash, just leave it" Dawn said as she just couldn't continue listening to the boy attack her friend unjustly. "Come on Brock, were leaving" she said knowing that Ash wouldn't listen to any argument that she may put forward, given his usually stubborn state of mind.
"What?" Ash said shocked.
"What do you expect" Dawn said as Brock continued to stare,"I mean after what you did. your breath stank- I couldn't stand it. When I tried to stop you. You- you nearly hurt me." She said as she held her right arm, feeling the pain that was inflicted upon it by Ash.
"In more ways than one" she whispered under her breath.
"Dawn, I'm sorry if I hurt you" Ash pleaded, trying to make sure that one of his closest friends wouldn't leave, "but I didn't know what I was doing, I can't even remember" he said trying to make eye contact with the young girl, although she didn't let him as her eyes were distracted by some bushes to the side of the road.
"Dawn," he said in a voice that had absolutely no anger in it, unlike that of the person that he was addressing, "what did I do?" but Dawn chose not to answer. Her attention turned back towards the trainer. Ash looked at the eye contact that he was given, as the trainer looked into Dawns hurt filled eyes, stained red, accompanied by the endless flow of tears rolling down her cheeks. She kept her silence as she just took a few steps towards Ash and spoke the words:
"I hate you"
"And I don't want to see you again"
"Mr, "
"Ash"
"Ketchum"
And with that the Co-ordinator turned around and ran away from the trainer as fast as her legs could take her. Brock immediately followed the young girl in hope of comforting her.
But all around to the trainer, there was nothing but silence. While the distance that she ran away seemed to grow and grow and grow ever larger. The sounds of her sobs slowly penetrated through the silence that surrounded him.
Then The Champion of the Sinnoh league knew that he may never see that girl, one of his closest friends ever again. Through this void that was created by another one of his friends. These thoughts slowly tore him up inside. Because he knew that this was probably one of the last times that he would see two of his closest friends.
So he took the only course of action that he could, and turned around. He did not think, just reacted to the pain and sorrow that built up inside of him. Knowing that he had done no wrong himself, if he had done any wrong, he wasn't to blame; was he?
Besides him his Pikachu lust looked up to its trainer, feeling some of Ash's pain. With that knowledge the Pokémon chose to remain silent. As its trainer looked to the path ahead, that was laid with the image of his shadow.
#End Flashback#
Dawn continued to look on into the everlasting shadow of the forest. Wondering where she may be if she had chosen another course of action. She could have talked to him. Or even punish him in a way, Any way.
These thoughts, she had reflected upon for ages after their separation, as they grew in her mind. That was one of the reasons why she had become so concentrated upon finding Ash. When she had discovered why he was right under her nose. One of the reasons why she immediately thought of Ash when she met Max.
But now, she had to come and accept the fact that. 'There was nothing I could have done'
She had to accept some facts, some clearer than others.
To the rest of the group she had been spaced out in her little world for a few minutes, as she continued to think.
"Dawn?" a voice came, but she took no notice
"Dawn?" it came again
So due to all outside attempts at taking the young girl out of her own world had failed one member of the group decided to take things into his own hands. He decided to stand on his own two feet. Independent from the aid of his friends shoulder taking away some of his weight. He put his full weight onto his injured legs as he felt crushing pain in his wounds.
He took step after step towards the spaced- out young girl. While Robert looked on at what the boy was going to do. Max had decided that he would take a look at the boys Scyther, to see if it was hurt or injured in any way; and the Bug type welcomed the assistance from the boy even though Max was a novice in the field, and the only things he remembered came from his old friend Brock.
The person stood next to Dawn with a slight imbalance in his posture as the pain in his leg continued to surge. Dawn didn't take any notice of him, until he placed a comforting hand onto her shoulder, the boy gripped Dawns shoulder slightly to bring her back to reality.
"He's gone" She said, wondering if Ash even knew that he was hurting her even now, by always pushing her slightly away whenever she would try and get really close to him. "Dose he even realise how much he's hurting me?" she said in more of a whisper.
"Don't worry. Don't worry. We'll get him back" he said, as Dawn turned to the boy who had covered the majority of his face underneath a black scarf and replied with a simple.
"Thanks"
"No problem" he replied.
Ash awoke into Darkness, to the sky that seemed to be without any joy. He awoke to the sky that seemed to have never seen the blazing glory of the sun. In a deceased forest that had lost all urge to grow. A forest that had lost all of the energy it once had while it was still young. The forest that had forgotten about the strength the sun had given it.
Through this forest a voice passed.
'I need you'
'I need you my s-'
Ash suddenly jolted up with the sound of that voice as he saw several shadows suddenly flee. As if they were alive. He looked around at his surroundings, not knowing where he was, or even what he was doing there. Slowly the blood made its way back into the capillaries within his brain allowing him to slowly recall the events that had guided him to his current predicament, and Ash remembered.
"May" he said as he looked to his side at the Fifteen year old girl who seemed to be sleeping peacefully "Like a baby" he said with a sigh of relief. Whilst Ash looked at how peaceful May slept something clicked inside of him. He was not taking any notice of anything around of him anymore. Almost forgetting where he was. Ash moved his hand over to her gradually. Not knowing of what guided him.
May twitched slightly in her sleep, causing Ash to stop what he was doing, but as she calmed down he returned to his action. He placed his cold hand upon her warm cheek. She shuddered slightly, but calmed down when she became used to the texture of his hand.
That was one of those moments. When time bends so person is able to fit eternity within a second, a moment when the fog of life gradually lifts. Like a bright flower blooming in the darkest of situations. For a moment Ash just sat there looking at May. He didn't know what drew him towards the girl. He had never really found himself attracted to someone in this way, he barely knew what it was. But this, this was a slight flicker of what was growing inside of him.
But like all moments that seem to stretch for eternity, like every good thing in life. It had to end.
May slowly stirred as Ash slowly drew his hand back, with a gentile smile still upon his face. Slowly May began to stir even more until. The young girl Bolted up, into the same position as Ash. Breathing as heavily as possible, while the blood vessels in her body worked harder to return oxygen to the portions of her body that had been temporarily cut off.
"Ash!" she said in between deep breaths, as her first thought.
"May" he said, as the young girl turned o him, clearly recalling the events that had led them to this place.
"Ash!" she said while turning to face him.
"May" he replied in a calmer tone, but was taken aback when May quickly hugged him in search for some reassurance about what had just happened. "Ash" she said once more, as her voice shook with uncertainty. Ash then wrapped his arms around May, in an attempt to support her. To reassure her, just like he had used to.
"It's alright May" Ash said in a voice that calmed her mind from the same shock that he had when he had woken up.
"What happened?" she asked while still holding her friend in an embrace.
"Don't worry May, were safe for now." He said as May slowly let go of her grip and Ash followed suit. The two still had a loose hold onto each other but were at a distance enabling them to see each other's faces. "Don't worry" Ash echoed himself.
"Thanks" May said as the warmth and reassurance that was gained from being so close to one of her closest friends was slightly lost. But not completely.
"No problem" he replied as his contempt state of mind slowly drifted away, whilst the two gradually let go of each other not wishing to, but required by the situation at hand. Ash began to focus upon what he had to do "May, are you alright?" he said with thoughts returning to where Pikachu, and the others may be.
"Yeah" she replied.
"Right" he said as a more determined expression came upon his face. Ash drew his hood back up onto his head, because it had fallen off during the attack by the mysterious being. But the trainers focus was broken as the plans of another came before Ash's own personal objectives.
'I need to talk to you' a voice came in, like a dagger to Ashes mind. He faltered slightly at its sudden strike.
"Ash?" May said in concern.
'YOU are destined' the voice came once more. Ash stepped a few more paces backwards, as he held his forehead with his hand.
"ASH!" May said with even more urgency, as she rushed over to Ash grabbing him, and asking "What's wrong?"
Ash continued to hold his forehead as the voice, the familiar voice called into his head. Each time bringing a sharp sensation to the boys mind.
'Ash' it spoke. 'I know that you may not know me. But I know you' Mays voice became drowned out. All became silent inside of the boys mind except for that one voice. Not even the thumping drum of his heartbeat was loud enough to cancel out its call.
Calling out of the shadows.
Asking for help, any help.
Not threatening the boy.
The owner of the voice knew about Ash, their blood was one and the same. Even though only one of the two had any blood left.
'Ash' it spoke, erasing any thought of the outside world. Taking Ash into a state of mind where only the voice existed, into a state of mind where a second seemed as if it was an eternity. 'I have a lot to tell you, but first' it said as it called out of the darkness once more. 'First I need you to sleep'
And the trainer collapsed onto the ground, into a deep sleep. As Mays pleas for Ash to wake up, went unanswered.
"Ash" she called whilst shaking him, as he lay upon the ground in his deep sleep. Hoping that he'd get back up. But nothing happened, the forest that surrounded her continued in its eerie silence. Ash lay upon the earth in his deep sleep. So May stopped, trying to wake him up. She looked as he continued to breath, and she knew he was still alive. The co-ordinator just thought about all of the things that Ash would stay alive for. There was his home, May was sure that he'd want to see that again, and she also recalled all of the times he talked about Pallet town. Ash would surely want to go back. May then remembered about how determined the boy was about completing all of the gyms, how eager he would be.
'wait' she thought 'that WAS Ash. I don't know anything about him any more' she thought as she then looked upon his face that was shrouded in shadow, 'I don't know anything'
So May just sat besides Ash wondering, how she would be able to know Ash for what he really was inside, not just the scraps that she had gotten so far. May figured out a while ago that he was not saying everything. Ash was hiding something and she knew it. The co-ordinator just thought about how she could get to Ash. While she thought this he dreamt a dream that she couldn't fathom.
Ash opened his eyes.
He saw darkness. The trainer turned around, and still nothing.
He was floating, in nothingness. A great void.
"Hello?"He called out as his voice echoed within the great expanse.
He turned around once more, "HELLO" the hooded boy called out. But he got no response but that of his own voice echoing back.
Ash was lost, as he continued to look around, searching for a way out of the darkness. But as he searched in the emptiness, there was no silver lining, no hope. In this world of shadow. He closed his eyes.
As Ash opened them he was shocked to see someone standing right in front of his face. Ash pushed himself back in shock, as he obtained a better view of the man.
His hair was unruly as it swayed in all sorts of directions. His face was a light Brown, only slightly darker than Ash's. He was slightly taller, but his facial features seemed to be a lot more mature than those of Ash. All in all he seemed like a split image of the trainer, only taller and more mature. That and the fact that his body was wrapped in plain white clothes.
He looked down at Ash with a peculiar look upon his face, "Seriously, it's taken you how long? After all the signs. Your still not there yet." He said, slowly getting closer to Ash.
"Wha? Who are you?" the trainer said with a questioning voice, although his questions had stopped the other person in his tracks, as he rethought about his stance towards Ash.
"Right" he pondered, "You wouldn't know, you were too young then. Tell me, what is your name?"
"My name's Ash, Ash Ketchum" he said knowing that giving up a name wouldn't harm him much. "Who are you?"
"I, I am a ghost" the man said, causing Ash's eyes to widen.
"Am I dead? Is that what I'm doing here?" The trainer asked.
"No, no, no." He said comforting the boy. "You are very much alive, this" he called opening his arms towards the black expanse "is the embodiment of your mind" he explained as Ash looked around it.
"I never thought it would be this empty?" the trainer said to himself.
"No. This is a representation of your mind. It's blackness. There's no ground where you can plant your feet upon, he said referring to the lack of a floor, and how the two had been floating in emptiness.
"I'm guessing that this place was once filled with random colours around here, am I right" the person asked, causing Ash to nod. The last time the young boy was in such a situation, was when he was under the control of the King of Pokélantis, but back then the place looked a lot different. Back then, it wasn't as empty.
"I'm sorry, but I haven't introduced myself" the person said, "My name is Markus" he said.
"Yes, tell me what happened to my mind" Ash said impatient to know what was happening to him, weather he was dying, after all he was talking to a ghost.
"Oh, this place. Well this is a representation of your mind, it is cold. It is sharp, and precise."
"So you're saying that I've lost all emotion."
"No no no" the person said, knowing that he was going off of the topic of his visit, but couldn't help but feel the necessity of comforting the boy. "If this place is full of colours it shows that you are confused. You don't know what path you are going to take, how things may lead out in your life. Even though your actions would show something different, you can't hide what you feel inside of you. But you still have feelings" he said, "In here" the man said pointing to Ash's heart. "You're just hiding them from yourself for now"
"Right" Ash replied still confused, but not willing to go through a Philosophy lesson. "So what are you doing in my mind? I mean you're a Ghost. So there has to be a reason"
"Yeah, do you know why I'm a ghost?"
"Well, Ghosts are things that die in a way that they can't die properly"
"That's your best explanation?"
"Hey, I don't know much about this stuff" Ash replied, he didn't know why, but he felt a strong bond with this person, or more accurately ghost, but a strong connexion nevertheless.
"Right, well there are many ways that people can become ghosts, some are plainly evil so well you can guess why their ghosts. Others have unfulfilled duties. Then there are those like me who have been cursed into a life of servitude in this limbo. In the last case the spirits usually are confined into one area, but in every other case the spirits are taken into this place. This one point in the world where all ghosts, poltergeists, and spirits come to guard a prisoner. A Traitor" he explained with his almost textbook explanation.
"I was cursed and sealed to this place" he finished off
"I'm sorry, but why do you want me?" he said, not becoming the terrifying hooded figure that he would usually be to just about every single living creature. But this one soul seemed different; this spirit seemed to have a connexion with Ash for what seemed to be an eternity.
"Ash, you have been chosen to wield one of the greatest powers in the world, I don't know why you have, I just know that you have. Many terrible things are going to happen, but first I need to ask you to help me. Let me finally rest in peace, let me complete my duty for Arceus." He said and in return Ash just nodded. In the back of his mind a white light went off, as a response to his selfless action.
As the trainer was about to ask the other man one more question Ash found that he couldn't speak, his mouth would open, but no words would come out. "Thank you, when you find me I'll show you the next portion of your journey" he said, although only one thing was upon Ash's mind, "and Don't worry, Pikachus with me so all I'd like to say is, Thank you" and all of a sudden the black void that was a representation of Ash's mind became illuminated in a bright white light, flooding all around, covering the other person in its bright veil, until he had completely vanished.
Slowly things became more and more focused as the light dimmed, and figures began to pop out. Becoming sharper and sharper, until it wasn't just a bright blur any more.
Ash rubbed his eyes, as he slowly sat back up from his position that was upon some sort of blanket on the ground. The trainer groaned, as he retained all that he had just seen.
Not like a dream. A dream would remain inside of its own realm. Once the person would wake up the dream would usually vanish within the blink of an eye. If it doesn't it would slowly ebb away so it would be as if it hadn't existed in the first place.
"Ash are you alright?" a voice came from his side.
"Yeah" he said, turning to find May there, "May, how long have I been out?" the boy asked.
"Half an hour" she said in a worried tone.
"Wow, it, but, May? Did you stay by me all this time?" he asked, looking directly into her eyes through the minimal distance that was in-between them.
"Well" she flinched; she slightly diverted the direction that she was looking at, as a strange smile graced her face, taking away the worried expressions that were once there.
"Thanks May" Ash spoke not wanting May to say anything that obviously made her feel uncomfortable.
"It was nothing" she replied. As her answer was soon followed by an awkward silence that could have lasted for a long while if Ash didn't have any of his own objectives in mind.
"Right" he said as he got himself up. Slowly letting his limbs move once more after the two lapses in which his body had seemed to shut down. One in which Ash was bought close to death. He staggered slightly as he got up; leaving May to stand up like any other normal person would in comparison.
"Ash, you should rest" the co-ordinator said in concern, but the trainer wouldn't have any of it.
"May, thank you. But I've gotta find Pikachu" he said feeling determined, even though his limbs didn't have the capacity to carry that determination. He took two more steps, and staggered with each one, as May continued to watch on in his failed attempts.
"Ash" she called, without him saying anything back, but instead he took another step that took a lot of energy to place.
"Ash" she called once more, "Please. You have to rest" May said, as the trainer turned around to face her a few feet away. He stood looking into her eyes, knowing full well that his body did not seem to be up to the task for whatever reason. So Ash collapsed onto the ground, without feeling any pain apart from extreme exhaustion. May rushed up to Ash trying to see if he was alright. "Come on Ash" she said egging Ash onto stay conscious.
"Don't worry" He replied managing to sit upright on the dead grass. He continued to breathe, as May was focused to see that he wouldn't faint once more. "I'll be alright"
"Ash, we'll find Pikachu soon. Don't worry." She comforted her friend as she sat beside him. Holding him tightly around his body with one of her arms, to make sure that he wouldn't fall over. "First, you have to relax"
"May?" Ash replied, not noticing that she was holding him. "What just happened?" he said whilst taking in deep breaths.
"What do you think? You've been knocked out twice. The first time you were nearly killed. Don't ya think that you'd be a bit tired?" she said trivially. As he continued to take in deep gasps of air.
The only logical explanation as to why Ash hadn't fainted the first time was because his body had pumped natural Adrenalin throughout his body to strengthen it. But this time, there wasn't any produced fast enough to sustain what his mind intended his body to do.
"Right, so what about you?" he asked, as his breathing became less erratic.
"You were out for half an hour. Or have you forgotten?" she replied as a slight joke. May forgot that she was holding onto Ash, as her action seemed more natural than forced.
"Oh yeah."
"But Ash, do you even know where Pikachu is?" May asked.
"Not really" He admitted, knowing the man hadn't actually given a location.
"May" Ash said.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"When I fainted" the trainer began not knowing whether he should tell one of his most trusted friends. After all, this new path that he was put upon seemed dangerous; and if he could none of his friends would be put in this danger.
"Ash" May said as Ash paused, "Do you know what's going on?" she asked, reading the person beside her like a book, and knowing that he had retained some information for himself.
"No, not really. Most of it is still very confusin'. But May. When I fainted, I saw something" he began, feeling slightly better as he got some of this off of his chest, "I saw a man, he said that Pikachu was safe, and was with him"
"Then wouldn't it be better to go and find the others first?" she asked.
"No, the others have each other to help them, and they'd be looking for us anyway, so..."
"So" May said picking up on Ash's sentence from where he had left off, "we look around, and who ever we find first, we'll find. Right?" she asked.
"Right" he echoed.
"But Ash, I'm just wondering, the man and everything. Are you sure it was real?" May asked.
"Yes. I'm sure." He said nodding his head.
"How?"
"Because it wasn't a dream, so that narrows things down a bit." He said ambiguously.
"right" May said knowing how Ash could get determined and see things through. Just like she could be at times. "What did you see?" she asked, not wanting things to turn into an awkward silence.
"Well" Ash began as he thought that he would tell her only what he had seen but not about the deep danger that he had been cast into, "I was in a dark place, it seemed completely empty, there was nothing there. Nothing apart from this one man, he looked a bit like me, only- older. He told me some stuff"
"What stuff?" May queried.
"Just- stuff" Ash said, still not completely willing to put one of his friends into unnecessary danger. "Then he told me, that Pikachu was safe with him" Ash said, not giving one of his most convincing arguments.
The Pokémon trainer turned towards May and although she seemed to believe his story, Ash could see deeper down, and knew that she wasn't entirely convinced. "You don't believe me. Do you?" he asked.
"Well- Yeah, of course I do. No, not really. I mean it wasn't one of your most convincing arguments Ash" she replied.
"Right" Ash sighed. He knew that May could read him just as he could read her, it was a trait that they had for a while, beginning with their almost identical passion for food, and soon, it was as if they had known each other inside out, but that skill had become rusty on either side ever since they had separated from just about all forms of contact.
"May. Do you remember when I went to the battle Pyramid with you, Brock, and Max?" Ash asked.
"Oh yeah" May said, "when you beat the Battle frontier"
"No, the first time, when I was possessed" Ash corrected her.
"Yeah, I remember." The brunette replied, raising a memory that wasn't one of her happiest.
"I miss those days" Ash said in contrast.
"Really?"
"Yeah" Ash said getting slightly off topic.
"Why?"
"Well, I don't know. Really, Don't you?"
"Not really" May replied
"So wouldn't you be there instead of here?" Ash pointed out.
"Well, I don't know" May said listing up all of the good and bad points of both situations.
Here they were in the middle of this dark forest, without any ray of hope that they'd get out. Here they were an Aspiring trainer, and one of the best co-ordinators in Kanto, Hoenn, Sinnoh and Jhoto.
Here, cut off from their friends, almost killed. Or there with the warm sun glowing down upon their faces and Brock and Max for company.
Which one seemed better?
There, in the past, where Ash was possessed by a corrupt and evil soul. A soul who would kill just about anything that would stand in its way. A Evil king that kept a young boy as a prisoner inside of the boys own mind.
Or here in this dark hopeless forest that had died out long ago. With each other for comfort, knowing that if any danger would come they could count on each other for strength, and the next step that they would take in this endless nightmare they would be able to do it together, without having their own opinions shunned by the other.
"Your right May, I would rather be here" Ash said, taking the words right out of Mays mouth. "Anyway, I was saying something." Ash pondered.
"What was it?"
"I forgot" he replied.
"Well you were saying where you would rather be, here or when you were possessed" May said in an attempt to refresh Ash's memory.
"OH yeah. May, when I was possessed, I was trapped in this dark room. In one place it was like a window, and outside was everything that the king saw. Everywhere else, it was black, filled with little colours, like flying around" He said opening up about the subject for the first time, "Do you know what hose colours were?" Ash asked rhetorically, "They were My feelings. Never used that word before. But to the point, this time, when I passed out, and talked to that man. I was in that same place, and it was empty."
"So does that mean. That you have no emotions?" May asked following some of Ash's story.
"Maybe?" he wondered, "Honestly, after that, I don't even know who I am anymore?"
"You're Ash Ketchum" she said blatantly, not knowing who he had become herself.
"But beyond that?" Ash asked the same question once more. "All that I've not done, all that I've not said, that I would have said and done then"
"Well what haven't you said?" May asked still feeling that Ash hadn't told her something important that had been upon his chest.
"Well" Ash thought not wanting to give away another end of the world scenario. Especially in a place where every tree had ears spying upon the two of them, or more accurately: like every tree had a bunch of ghosts that had ears. "Well, like the time I saw you and Dawn again. When we had a battle, or even when we were in the same room. You didn't know I was there, I didn't even talk to you when the contest began"
"But you're here now aren't you? And even when I didn't know that you were there, you were there for me. "May said, "and if you did reveal who you were, back then. Would I realise that you are one of my closest friends" she spoke as the girl began to let her own emotions out, "as much as I do now" she said without giving a second thought.
"Thanks May" Ash smiled, feeling bright inside of himself. Not knowing why, as much as May didn't know why she had said all that she had said. "But, whatever made you, you know? You were one of the best co-ordinators out of countless people who competed. What happened?" Ash asked, wishing to know what had affected May so badly that it would make her do something that wasn't natural for her, especially considering her normally joyful personality.
"Ash, it doesn't matter anymore, really. I'm fine." She told her friend, not wanting to continue something that had ended in a span of time that seemed forever ago.
"Right, so you gonna keep smiling?" he asked, to which May smiled, and nodded in agreement. "good" he said as the trainer wrapped his arm around Mays back, causing her to blush lightly, for two reasons: one was that Ash was holding her, and had brought her closer to him if that was even possible. The second reason was that she realised how she had held onto him from the moment that they had started the conversation. Originally to keep him upright, until May had relaxed into the position and completely forgotten about it.
"But May" Ash said as he relaxed his grip around her, and she in turn had relaxed hers, not knowing what was upon Ash's mind. Although from his melancholy tone, it probably wasn't good.
"What?"
"Remember how I didn't try and free Simon?"
"Ash" May sighed, "Seriously? You know you can't save everyone all the time"
"I guess, but I have one of the most powerful Pokémon in the world"
"Ash, were in a forest, he could have set it on fire, or hurt Max, or Serena" May said not wishing for Ash to dwell on feelings of regret.
"Alright then" Ash said, not being allowed to lead the conversation to what he wanted to tell May.
How he wanted to tell May that he didn't trust the fifteen year old boy.
Ash then stood up as the dark forest seemed to become even darker, as a breeze sent a shiver down both of their spines, especially since they didn't have the warmth of sitting so close to each other any longer. "Right" he said, as May stood up as well, becoming used to the growing cold that had come since Ash had let go. (Has two meanings) "We've gotta go and find Pikachu"
"Are you up to it?" May asked out of concern.
"Definitely. Let's get goin" he said reassuringly.
And the two teenagers took out Pokéballs to release their Pokémon in order to clear a path.
The group of five walked through the thick trees, and vines of the forest. In the front a small group of Pokémon slashed against the thick shrub systematically, clearing a path, faster than it had been when only one was there.
Max's Grovile in addition to Dawns Bayleef, Serena's Gallade, with Simons Sandslash, Ivysaur, and Scyther that seemed to lead the group with their duties.
Simon had also asked Robert to release his Abra. The Psychic type Pokémon held onto its trainer as if it was having a piggy back ride. Its ability to sense danger if it grew close would serve as an early warning system. So they wouldn't be off guard when something would come and attack them. They were all sure that Something would come. Their previously calm state of mind had worn off, and they all knew of the great danger that they were all in.
The group continued to walk at a quicker pace than they were walking at before. Robert was taking the attention of Max and Serena, saying things. Many things.
At one moment he would speak of his Abra, and its special ability to sense danger to the two. In another moment he would talk about local legends regarding the Pokémon's ghost that had just come up to attack them. The spirit of the Marowak, and the crystal being. Max would raise his memories regarding his own encounters in the Tree of Beginning, but Roberts method of conversation didn't allow the young boy to make the fairly obvious link.
The other two walked on with the pace at which the Pokémon had managed to cut down the thick woods, vines, and branches that had almost completely halted movement throughout the forest without any conversation going on between the two.
Simon became used to his bandaged leg. The pain had subsided with the pain killers that he had taken, and he had managed to somehow retain the ability to walk as he would always walk.
Dawn walked behind the mysterious boy, as she couldn't even see his hair. His hair had been covered by his hood, that served a similar use to Ash's one.
He seemed to walk. Just, walk. Almost as if he didn't care about what had happened. Almost as if he had done something like that every day. Simon had begun to frustrate her; he didn't even bother to talk to the co-ordinator.
Why?
Dawn didn't even know anything that was underneath the boys' shroud of clothing. From the colour of his hair to the expression that was upon his face.
The Blue haired girl quickened up her pace, gradually closing the space between the two until they were walking side by side. Simon didn't turn his head, but glanced to the side with his brown eyes to take a look at the girl that was walking alongside him, wondering what she was planning to do.
"Hi?" Dawn said unsurely, remembering how their last conversation was just one big war.
"Hi" Simon replied.
"So, ur" Dawn said trying to strike up a conversation, "How are you doing?"
"How are you doing?" Simon echoed, with some disbelief in his tone.
"Right, stupid question. You've been attacked, and almost killed, and.."
"No, no, I didn't mean it like that. It's just that it's been a while since someone's said that to me." He explained.
"What do you mean?" she asked
"Looong story" he said casually, in a tone of voice that deceived his dark appearance.
"Right" Dawn said, expecting him to have a cold and uninviting voice in contrast to the tone in which he had spoken in.
"Well" she pondered.
"you got some pretty strong Pokémon" she said, taking her gaze to Simons Scyther, Sandslash, and Ivysaur.
"Thanks" he said, "But there's always room to improve, innit?"
"So what are you? A co-ordinator?" Dawn asked.
"No. I'm not really into that. I'm a trainer."
"alright" Dawn said placing another link in her mind to relate Simon to Ash.
"I've only been in one league tough."
"Why?"
"Things came up. I just haven't had the time to compete in a lot of Gyms. It's annoying cause I know I'd do well"
"How do you know you'd do well?"
"Well I did win the Indigo league." He said, in an off handed manner; although Dawn felt as if he was just making it up in the manner that he had said it. Usually people would be a lot happier when mentioning how they'd won an extremely prestigious Pokémon league. "All I remember is beatin' someone called Ritchie or something like that. Somewhere in the tournament"
"So" Dawn said, changing the conversation topic, "Do you have family?"
"Yeah" Simon started, "I got. A Dad, Mum, two younger brothers."
"Really?" she asked becoming more inquisitive.
"Yep" he sighed, with a slightly melancholy tone attached to his voice.
"Did anything happen to them?" Dawn asked after picking up on the sadness in his voice about the subject.
"No, their fine" He said, "Theirs nothin' wrong. Their completely fine"
"Then what's wrong?" the Sinnoh native asked.
"Why are you insistent?" Simon countered
"What do you mean?"
"All these questions." He retorted
"Well, I just wanna try to say thanks, you know?" Dawn said.
"No, not really" the trainer replied dumbly. As Dawn just stared, finding who could be the only person in the world who could be thicker than Ash.
"Well, even after our argument. You're still not being- you know." She said.
"What bi-tter" he said putting the emphasis on the word bitter. Dawn just looked at him awkwardly, due to the way in which he said bitter. Simon chuckled lightly in return. "It's nothin' don't worry about it." He said in a relaxed tone, contradicting the danger of the environment that he was in. "So, what do you do?" Simon asked in return.
"Wha?"
"Like are you a Trainer, or a Breeder?"
"No. I'm a co-ordinator" Dawn said with some pride in her voice, at her occupation.
"Ooh" the trainer sighed, in a tone that resembled the barren wind that whispered its way through the deceased forest. "A co-ordinator" he groaned.
"What's wrong with co-ordinators?" Dawn asked noticing his reaction.
"I don't know. It's just that every Co-ordinator I've met is a bit full of themselves." He said, as his eyes scanned the dark forest, that was generally too think for most humans or large Pokémon to navigate. Simons words got Dawn slightly pissed off inside, as she attempted to hold her temper at the boy.
"So you think I'm full of myself?"
"No, not all co-ordinators. Just most of them are too full of themselves. They usually look down on trainers. But the expressions that they had when they heard how a trainer won the Grand festival in Hoenn. Priceless." He said.
"Co-ordinators aren't full of themselves. And for your information, I was at the Grand Festival in Hoenn." Dawn fired back, in to the next heating argument between the two.
"I never said all co-ordinators. Just many co-ordinators"
"How? Co-ordinators need to be trainers, and Breeders."
"Who said that?"
"My mom, she was a Grand festival champion" Dawn said, as the argument became slightly constructive unlike the previous one which was a flame war.
As they talked another being watched on with only one thing in mind, 'must wait'
"Right. Since when did co-ordinators have to be trainers?" he asked
"Have you ever been in a contest battle?"
"Yes, and they're not really gym battles. If you encourage your Pokémon to keep on fighting, it may be for nothin' 'cause the time'll run out. I admit it'd be hard to win a contest; some of those battles are tough. But it's just that. Well what do you get?"
"a ribbon. So how's that different from gyms and their badges?"
"Good point, but with each gym you get more than a badge most of the times."
"Like"
"To win a gym battle you 'ave to learn. You have to be flexible, you have to be patient, cunning, and be able to learn something new as a trainer with every battle. A Pokémon champion has to be Wise."
"Are you?"
"Am I what?"Simon questioned
"All that you just said?"
"Yes" he replied simply, but corrected his statement with, "I hope"
"You're joking" Dawn said sceptically. "You think that you're All Knowing. Mr High and mighty"
"No. There's a difference between being 'Mr High and mighty' and being wise."
"You lost me at 'No.'" Dawn joked slightly, although giving the message of how he was being vague.
"Knowing everything is somethin' different to biein wise. Being wise means that I know the difference between what's right and what's wrong." He explained.
"So you're saying that everything you do is the right thing?" Dawn asked with curiosity.
'must wait' It ordered to itself, 'He Will fall'
"No. But I know the difference. That's the problem." He sighed.
"How is that a problem?"
"If you're in the same line of work as me. It's not all that useful." He revealed
"And what's that?"
"Better if you didn't know" he said shaking his head slightly.
"Why? What are you, a Secret agent or something?" Dawn said as she chuckled lightly.
"Maybe" He replied as a joke.
"But, that's gotta be useless. I've seen a cruel trainer who'd do bad things to his Pokémon. Then he'd win all the battles that he was in." She said remembering about Paul.
"Just like a Co-ordinator to say that" Simon muttered.
"What?" Dawn said not hearing what he had just said. If she had heard, he would be headless right now.
"I said this to a co-ordinator. I met, and he said the same thing." He said recalling the name of said co-ordinator.
"Who?" Dawn inquired.
"His name's- Drew" Simon said slightly hesitantly, "You may know him"
"I guess you can say that" Dawn replied unsurely.
"I he can be a good person, if he wants to be. It's just that he hasn't got a clue about what he does half the time. He doesn't know if he's doing anything right or wrong. If his dad asks him to do something that you or I would say no to. He'd just say yes cause he doesn't know the difference between wrong and right." He said thinking, 'He follows the Darkness. Without even knowing what the Darkness is'
"So you're saying because I'm a Co-ordinator. I'm like Drew?" she said trying to see what the trainer could have been implying.
Simon continued to defend trainers. After all they were the ancient warriors of Arceus, those who would be prepared to defend him from...
Co-ordinators were relatively new to this world. My brother had fallen asleep long before they had emerged into existence. But trainers, they were one of his defences. Thinking that they were doing the right thing, by defending my slumbering brother.
"No" he replied plainly, tracing his eyes around the Environment. Sensing something amiss, "But there are things that you are."
"Like what?" Dawn questioned not realising how Simons mind appeared to be in two places.
"Well, you're bitchy, get very angry" He said
"How!" She screeched becoming angry.
"It wasn't all that long ago that you were talking about me behind my back" He replied in a calm tone, in contrast to Dawn.
Although still being pissed off she retorted "Well... You're big headed, and Annoying, and"
"Say the truth" He finished off.
"What?"
"At least I have the guts to say the truth straight to you" the boy explained
"There was one Co-ordinator I met. I think her name was Zoey or something. She had an agenda against people who did gyms and Contests. And this other person called Harley, if he didn't like you. He'd just talk about you behind your back, and use sneaky tactics to try and piss you off" he explained, not giving Dawn the space to argue back with the evidence he had given her
"Actually" the trainer stated pondering something, "Is Harley a guy?" He said not exactly sure, causing Dawn to chuckle slightly inside, as she was once thinking the same thing.
"I don't know" she chuckled slightly, "But not all co-ordinators are like Harley or Drew" she said but hesitated slightly as she said, "or Zoey."
"I know" He said with a smile behind his shroud.
"You do?"
"Yeah, I just wanted to see if you'd get annoyed with me?"
"Why?" Dawn questioned.
"To see if you were like those three. Besides, I'd like to have a battle with you. It's been a while since I've had a formal one"
'He needs to pay' the being thought to itself.
"So you want to battle now?"
"Not now" he said, as he began to feel even more uneasy, "Eventually" he said looking towards Roberts Abra who tried to warn its trainer. Even the psychic type felt the impending danger.
"Alright" Dawn said noticing how the trainer seemed to be distracted, "What's up?"
'He Will pay. NOW' it screamed inside of its mind. 'Revenge Is My Right'
"No good" he replied simply, as Dawn completely understood what he was talking about.
"GUYS!" Simon called to his Pokémon in great alarm, as a large spike grew out of the ground in a split second nearly hitting him in the guts with its razor sharp edge.
He paused for a second just staring at his reflection cut up into several pieces in the point of the crystal.
Then it grew some more, as he was pushed onto his back.
Dawn had moved some paces back, as the boy rolled onto his side dodging crystal after crystal that grew out of the ground. With each previous one subsiding back into the earth.
"Shit" He muttered as he got up onto his feet, just dodging another crystal.
He stepped back as it seemed the attacks had stopped momentarily. He hit his back on something; he turned around in the blink of an eye only to see Robert, sweating like crazy. After having returned his Abra into its Pokéball, for its safety
In an instant the ground between the two began to shake, as they stepped back. A Green Column like cylindrical pillar then grew out of the ground, shooting upwards, and stopping.
From it Emerald rocks with spiked tips began to launch themselves like bullets, reloading in an instant, and firing once more.
The two intended targets put their arms in front of their faces. Ready and waiting for the pain to strike.
But In front of Simon Scyther, and Sandslash came to stop any harm from coming to their trainer. Scyther began to use its swords dance, as it deflected all of the crystal shards with its metal Scythe like arms, whilst Sandslash used Slash and Cut to divert them. They jolted from the Pokémon's defensive swipes as they hit the deceased tree trunks, and the ground. Then vanished in an instant as if they had never existed in the first place.
In front of Robert Dawns Bayleef and Simons Ivysaur used a mixture of Vine whip and Razor Leafs in order to deflect the shards that could easily kill him. As they hit the ground they too vanished, leaving no trace of their existence.
Gallade maintained a position in front of Serena and Max who had been a few feet behind Robert. Making sure that they were out of harm's way.
Simon lowered his Arms seeing the display of courage being put up by his Pokémon in front of him ,as their reactions seemed to speed up to unusually high levels. As Scyther swayed its arms constantly hitting target after target, without flinching.
The Bug type didn't blink.
Didn't flinch.
Conducted each reaction spontaneously, reaching its intended blocking position without any time to spare. Screeching sparks flew off in a dazzling display as each crystal shard made contact with the metal arms of the Bug type in a dazzling Swords Dance showering the Bug types silver scythes in a golden light.
Simon looked on in awe as all the Pokémon continued to defend against tremendous odds. Protecting the humans from a life form that wasn't alive any longer.
Waiting for an order from their trainers, an order that could turn the tide of the battle.
Simon breathed in, the air of battle. As he realised that there was someone behind of him, breathing in the same air.
"Guys" He commanded.
"Cover us" he called, as his Pokémon just heard him above the concentration that it took to defend against such an intense assault.
The trainer then swooped around, lifting Dawn up and placing her upon his shoulder.
He then began to take a route to encircle the Emerald Column.
Sandslash protected its trainers Legs whist he ran with a roll out, whilst the Pokémon's armoured back deflected the shards. Scyther used its wings to lift itself just above the ground as it Protected Dawn who was lifted up in the air, and the upper body of his trainer.
The column detected the movement as it moved its aim around, to aim for the trainer that had taken away its life.
Simon ran with every breath pulsing blood throughout his body, whilst Adrenalin shot through his Arteries, and filled him with an unexpected amount of energy; He could feel the shards landing on the earth just centimetres behind of his heels.
Once he reached Roberts side, he let Dawn down in a rush as he spun around to have another shard blocked an inch away from his nose, as his Scyther had just swiped its arm in order to protect its trainer from the head shot.
"Go" Simon called, feeling the effects of the near death experience, shaking his heart. Ordering it to beat harder or stop beating altogether.
"Go!" He called once more to the three who had stood behind of him.
"No" Serena called out.
"Yeah were gonna help you" Dawn said.
"Go, before you get hurt" he called out.
"We can help" Max said as he got out a Pokéball, ready to help the two.
"No, this isn't your fight. Find your Friends" he said as he then grunted just dodging a shard that seemed to make its way through his Pokémon's defence.
"Coward" Robert shouted, as the shots seemed to unexpectedly stop at his call.
"WHAT" the column vibrated, making a sound that almost sounded like a human voice, "WHATTT" it called out once more.
"You're a bloody coward. Face us face to face. Let the rest of them go" Simon called.
The Crystal column then shattered, like an egg would shatter when a new born comes out of it. A hand extended from it, as it ripped apart the rest of the column. A Large Stone being in the shape of a human, made its way out, as it stretched its nonexistent limbs. Feeling amused with the boys proposition.
Its body was opaque with the bright green that it was made out of as it called out, "I ACCEPT" The forest on the opposite side was visible straight through the crystal being that had taken the form of those that had murdered it.
"Shit" Simon and Robert mumbled, not expecting it to actually accept, "Right. You guys should go. Now" the Trainer said.
"No" Dawn protested, not feeling intimidated by the danger. Unlike Serena and Max who were both fairly intimidated by the Human shaped being made out of a precious stone.
"We'll help you two"
"No, you three. Go and find your friends. We'll hold off... What should we Call you?" Simon Asked.
"You're Executioner. For I will" the being began.
"Thank you. Mr Executioner is enough. Don't need to go into a monologue." He said angering the being even more, "SO go and find your two friends. We'll hold of Mr Executioner"
"No, besides. I'll show you that Co-ordinators aren't worthless" Dawn protested.
"Dawn" Serena called knowing that Simon was making sense.
"They can handle themselves" Max added on.
"But?" Dawn muttered not knowing whether to stay or go. Weather to help them, or go and find Ash.
Didn't she love Ash?
Or was the right thing to go and stay, to help the two fight off this thing.
Ash was her priority. She walked a few steps backwards. Keeping her head facing the battle that was easing to blow up.
Inside she knew that Simon's talk of wisdom had some meaning to it. She didn't know whether she was doing the right thing or not, as he stomach began to tie itself in knots.
Her Bayleef made its way beside its trainer, as Gallade maintained its position beside the other two.
Mr Executioner as Robert and Simon had decided to call. Became impatient. It pulled up its bulky arms as if it was dragging something out of the ground, and several more beings came out. Shaped like Rampardos, made out of the same precious stone that the Primary creature was made of.
They seemed to come out like plants, erupting out of the ground as they shook off the excess dirt from on top of them.
Dawn stopped walking back, as she looked at these new, even worse odds.
Simon threw two more Pokéballs, releasing his Nidorino, and Luxray. The Rhino like Pokémon stamped his hoof and readied its horn to strike, as the Luxray, focused its eyes upon the eight possible targets. The Luxray wasn't like the generic form, as it was shiny, and had golden fur instead of the standard fur that its species seemed to have, in addition to pale white skin.
To make it seven on seven, a fair match in numbers, but unfair by just about every other standard.
Robert also released two of his Pokémon to add onto Simons five. They opened up to show his Nidoqueen, and his Kangaskhan.
"Ivysaur, Charmeleon" Simon commanded. "Flamin' Barricade" he called as the two Pokémon turned around, no longer facing their opponents, but to Dawn and the others. Ivysaur let loose its Razor leaf as it forced several dead trees to collapse, forming a barricade in which Dawn, Max and Serena were unable to traverse past. Charmeleon then let out a weak Ember attack as he lit the trees on fire, so the other three couldn't climb it even if they wanted to. The only direction that they could go was away from the battle.
So they did, they turned round as Bayleef used its razor leaf, and Gallade used slashes in order to clear the path, so that their trainers would be away from the danger, that Simon and Robert had a very low chance of defeating. Even with the help of the three.
Now, even though they did have a great urge to help. From the screams of defeat that would come from their friends and their Pokémon. The flaming barricade would prevent any immediate rescue effort.
Charmeleon and Ivysaur turned around in order to face their opponents.
Looking into their soulless eyes. Filled with nothingness.
No emotion.
Nothing apart from the bright Emerald glow.
They would do nothing apart from the orders that they were given.
With that the seven Pokémon that stood against the entities created out of the precious stone knew. They knew that they'd be shown no mercy.
But they didn't need it.
Mercy was only for the weak, something that life had slashed away from them. The need for Mercy was one that had been stabbed in the back allowing these stronger beings to grow.
"So. We gonna do this?" Robert asked, rearing for the battle to commence.
"Soon enough."
"Hey, Mr Executioner" Simon called out with the name that the trainer had given to the entity.
"Remember what happened?" the boy asked, not needing to hide anything any longer. The entity only tensed up, almost feeling the boys' neck in the grasp of its hand. "Do you remember what happened to Mew?" the entities interest perked up, whilst the boy took out a Pokéball. The standard size of any other Pokéball, but this one was completely see through. Its outside appeared to be like ice "The Cryoball. Built by some of our greatest scientists, for only one purpose, to capture the Prime Mew. With the function of a master ball. But unlike the Master ball, Mew is not conscious. You see we knew about your link to the cat. So we froze her, just so she doesn't die.. She's in here. It's gotta hurt? A part of you that's still alive. Sooo close, yet sooo far away" He teased.
"Stop and fight. Human Filth" the entity roared out in rage.
"Alright then" Robert said, "For the Darkness"
"For the Darkness" Simon echoed in a lower tone.
The crystal being stretched out its arm to the seven Pokémon as its Rampardos shaped minions began to charge.
They began to thump across stampeding as the seven Pokémon stood their ground, shaking at the ferocious charge that shook the brittle ground underneath of them. Like the drums calling them to battle, as there wasn't random movement within the charge. They moved as one single being.
'Here come the drums' The trainers thought, as they issued their whole command.
"Wall the charge off Charmeleon" Simon commanded. The Fire type launched a Flamethrower, swinging his head from side to side s the flames continued to pour out, spreading in the direction of their opponents, like a wall of fire.
But they passed through without any harm.
"Shit" the trainer murmured, "Rob, let's split em up"
"Right" Robert said, "Now Nidoqueen, Kangaskhan, use your strength." He ordered as the two Pokémon took up a stance, prepared their arms in defence, and readied for the attack.
"Guys, let's use our speed, and FIND a weak spot in these things" the boy commanded to the other five Pokémon as they all took up less solid stances than Roberts Pokémon, giving them the freedom to move.
The Prime Crystal entity in the form of a human took his hand and stuck out his thumb. He then pointed that thumb down to the ground s the row of Rampardos like crystals all aimed their heads horizontally to deliver a head butt.
The sound of the drums went on, and rumbled with the growing charge.
Then they stopped, to be replaced by the large explosion of dust that had resulted from the clash of the opposing parties.
The dust dissipated almost immediately, showing Kangaskhan and Nidoqueen holding the heads of the Rampardos as they continued to run in one spot like a computer attempting to finish its function. They ran as their feet scraped up the earth underneath them, and the two large Pokémon began to cripple in their stance from the immense pressure.
On Simons half things weren't going all that well either.
Sandslash had failed to evade his opponent. The Pokémon coiled itself up in a defence curl, as the Rampardos stopped its original strike off a head but and begun to slash with its arms at the coiled Pokémon. Trying to strike through its armour.
'shit' the trainer thought it his Pokémon's unfortunate position. Attempting to think quickly to remedy it. But he had four other Pokémon in need of assistance.
"Luxray, jolted from place to place, in an attempt to separate its opponent from the group, as it had been ordered to do. It leaped like lightning as the crystal opponent that it had slashed and slashed, and continued to miss. But the cumulative effects of the dodging took more out of the biological life form, than the one made from stone.
Charmeleon and Ivysaur had only one opponent, but one was more than enough for the two Pokémon. They used a combination of Ember and razor leaf at their opponent in a hope to fend it off. But their combination attack was quickly shaken off leaving no sign of damage upon the crystal entity.
Scyther had his own hands full fighting off two Rampardos. They continued to charge towards the bug type, as it leaped backwards, with aid from its wings to extend the speed and distance of his jump. But it wasn't enough for the two continued to charge. Keeping up with the bug. Once they would get two close the But type struck them with its scythes, only to have the scythes go straight through them.
He turned his direction in an attempt to evade the two only to have them also alter their course. Scyther kept his head turned towards his pursuers, as he leapt and leapt, and caught his leg upon something. The bug type lost his flow as it crashed, ending up in a pile with. Something else.
It put its head up to see that it had crashed into Charmeleon, and Ivysaur, as the three stone entities formed a single line.
Another having been kicked in the guts crashed nearby the group. It was Luxray, as another Emerald entity lined up.
Scyther saw in the slight distance as Kangaskhan and Nidoqueen fell to their knees, roaring in immense pain as their arms felt the crushing pressure of their opponents.
Then it saw its trainer. Being held in the grasp of the crystal, with his feet a meter off the ground.
He grasped for air. But his gasp only got the crystal to hold on tighter. The trainers' life would not get away from it.
"What" the trainer whispered out, "would Mew think?" he asked the crystal being as it began to make assumptions. As we all do for someone that we haven't seen in a long time, usually separated by death.
"Mew" it murmured in a low voice, as its smaller entities began to lose all focus upon their enemies. As if they had shut down due to lack of power.
As all do the crystal being began to think, assuming that maybe. Mew would be disappointed. Mew would be sad.
Its gripped lessened as Simon took in a deep gasp of air into his lungs.
"I know it's not much" he said still breathing heavily, "But I'm sorry, I really am" he said to the crystal, as Scyther shot its deep steel blade through its back, and then withdrew it. Causing it and all of its smaller sections to shatter into many shards.
The boy bent over and collected a few shards, knowing how it would help with finding a way to sustain Mew without the Cryoball.
He looked over to see Robert, as all the living creatures there began to breathe a sigh of relief.
A sigh of relief that wouldn't last long.
From a hidden position the Marowak leaped out and into the view of the group.
Looking angry, after having only witnessed the last portion o the battle.
Simon stood up, and put the shards of crystal into his pocket as he whispered, "For the Darkness"
Robert echoed, readying himself to complete the mission that he had come out into the forest for the second time to complete, "For the Darkness"
F.Y.I.
- V. Long F.Y.I here
- The rest of the reason as to why Dawn/Brock and Ash split up will come up later.
- A little hint, although Ash said that he didn't like May before, yet he was told by the person in his dream that he is hiding things from himself, for whatever reason.
- I've managed to put innit into the story. I never thought I was going to do that.
- A bit of anti-co-ordinatorism here. It's just that I've noticed how many fanfics happen to strengthen the Contest world a bit too much, without many flaws in its existence. I.E. there's never someone who dislikes Contests, or finds many co-ordinators to be annoying. I just thought what would happen if I could change things. Make a character dislike contest, and co-ordinators for a change. Something I've seen rarely done. If you hated that portion, I apologise, I just wanted to try something new that was rarely dodn in addition to Marowak (who also makes very rare appearances.
- The conversation between Simon and Dawn dragged on a bit, without much going on I feel, as well as the majority of the beginning.
- Cryoball (My original idea, Cryogenic Pokéball) Created by Scientists for the intention of capturing wild Pokémon that were critically injured, and if they wouldn't accept capture for transport to a medical institution. The shell is made out of Quartz, making it almost impossible for any Pokémon to escape; its interior is forged out of a material that freezes the subject. The scientists were lied to. They were told of its true intentioned and when they begun to protest straight after for the lies, they were all shot dead.
- Here come the drums, a lil Doctor who spoof thingy I just had to add.
- Well Simons team has mostly been shown: Scyther, Sandslash, Ivysaur, Charmeleon, Lux- Ray.
- It's kinda hard to see where this fic really ranks among all others. So if you please give an Honest opinion weather you think this is not good, or an alright fic. It would help me a lot to have a third person opinion, as to how I could work on this fic.
PLZ R & R
And now I vanish...