Those That Dream
Ash Ketchum, a dreamer of being the best, has been on a journey for a few years now. He has accomplished h in his travels. No one recognizes his tan skin or raven hair. They don't know him by his hazel eyes or his white hat. No one sees him as the kid with the white and blue hoodie or with jeans. He has sent out messages to his friends, asking them if anyone would join him in his travels through the Unova Region. He sat in the Pokémon Center, on a bench near the entrance. The yellow walls were comforting, slightly. Plus all Pokémon Centers and gyms offered free Wi-Fi.
They all rejected his offer, like he expected. Most people had found their own path in life. Suddenly, a new message appeared in his box. It was from the one person who hadn't answered yet. May Maple, one of the girls he had traveled with so long ago. She reminded him so much of himself, it wasn't even funny.
He opened his messages to find that she said, and I quote, "Sounds great. Seems like a good change after beating Johto. By the way, I have a new change of clothes. I think you'll like." Awesome! This meant that he would be alone in the new world with people that treated him like he was an idiot.
She said she would be into town by tomorrow. He got up and walked over to Cilan and Iris. "Hey guys, we're gonna have to stay in town for a few more days."
"Why?" Iris asked. She was a girl of dark complexion with wild, long, purple hair. She wore a plain tan shirt and shorts. Cilan had green hair and eyes. He usually wore your average butler's outfit with a red bowtie. That interested Ash, Cilan wanted to be a cook, but dressed like a butler.
"A friend messaged me and said they would be in town tomorrow." He answered vaguely. So we got a room from Nurse Joy and decided to stay in there that night.
While he slept, he dreamt of a beautiful sunny field. May sat on a rock that jutted from the field. She looked towards him and smiled. She wore a simple pink dress that came all the way down her legs. He started to walk closer, but was stopped when she screamed out.
Something had grabbed her leg and was pulling her into the field. He could only watch in terror as she was torn from the rock down among the flowers that seemed to bend over her, laughing. He ran towards her and cleared out the flowers to see that the grass was bare.
Then, a gruesome completely pitch black demon with green hair, claws, and razor teeth shot up at him. In the split second before things went white, he realized that the face had a wicked smile on it. One beady red eye stared straight at him, sending a chill through his body. His green hair covered the other eye. Things cleared away with a few minutes to show a whole new field.
The sky was gray covered with an overcast of clouds. Beams of light struggled to find their way through the clouds to enlighten the trashed field. The grass was gray and dead. The flowers were all withering or charred. A single ring of live flowers surrounded the rock. When Ash looked on top of the rock, he nearly vomited onto his shoes.
Sitting on the rocks, with its legs tucked under its arms to form a ball, sat a bony May. Her head was down among her arms, sobbing. Her arms and legs seemed to be letting her flesh whip in the wind. Her head trembled as she picked her head up. It was out of pure weakness. She stood from the rocks, and they started running/limping towards each other. Just before Ash could reach her, she stopped dead in her tracks.
Her body collapsed onto the ground, cold as ice. Standing just behind where she stood was the creature from before. His hand was extended out and his palm facing so that it was against the back of her head. "SHE'S MINE." It growled coldly.
Ash turned to run away, but the creature slipped into his shadow. The claws of his shadow reached around him, while the monster's head leaned on his shoulder. "Now it's your turn." The creature's hands grabbed onto the Ash's cheeks and started to tug. He pulled and pulled as Ash could feel his world coming apart. He heard the popping and crackling from the dislodging of his jaw.
He woke up with his heart pounding, head throbbing, and the time was only three in the morning. The others were sleeping soundly while he couldn't sleep for more than 5 minutes at a time. He eventually quit and started rocking back and forth.
OOOOO
The next morning, the others awoke to see the tired eyed Ash in the corner of the room. He had scratched his arms up badly during the night whenever he recounted the nightmare. The blood had dried down his arms, but he didn't seem to care anymore.
He stood up and walked out, not even bothering to cover his arms. He walked out thoughtlessly as he passed groups of people. They looked at him for only a second, and then quickly looked away after seeing his arms. He walked all the way down to the docks and leaned up against a light pole near the water's edge. There, he waited for a good 2 hours without even considering his hunger or sanity. He just wanted to make sure May would arrive safely.
He eventually saw his friends walk up from behind and stand next to him. They handed him some food and he held it in his hands for a few minutes before Cilan said, "Ash, is something wrong?" Ash grunted in response and they let it be.
He slowly ate the breakfast burrito and watched as May's ship pulled into port. He saw her long before she noticed him. She wore a white open jacket with a black shirt under it. Her bandanna was white with a pink half Poke ball on it, similar in design to his blue one. She had shorts on with black and pink shoes.
Then, he saw something that reawakened all the fear in his heart. Standing next to her with his hand in hers, was Drew. For some reason, he had crutches and a bruise on his , another pang of fear struck him as he realized that Drew bared resemblance to the demon in his nightmare. That was what he meant by 'She's mine.' Drew looked over at Ash, and he seemed to have a similar reaction.
OOOOO
The day before…
Drew was walking by his girlfriend, May, and noticed that she was messaging someone online. He asked gingerly, "Hey baby, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I just received a message from an old friend." May answered sweetly. Her beauty was unequaled. The message was asking her if she would join someone in Unova.
"That sounds great. I've been getting bored around here with the Grand Festival over." Drew said as he lifted a cup of coffee to his lips. He had always seen himself as attractive. He had changed clothes since he was in Hoenn. He now wore a black sweater with purple cargo pants. The sweater was tight to express his muscles that had developed.
She responded with a yes and they packed up. They left for the port and picked up two tickets for the first ship to Unova. As the ship drifted into the distance, Drew began feeling seasick for an unexplainable reason. "I'm going back to the room to sleep this off." He said as he turned around from the deck's railing. He walked back into the room and closed the door. He lied down and quickly drifted into a seemingly peaceful sleep.
He suddenly woke up walking with May on the same beach he asked her out on in Johto. It was sunset and the ocean appeared as an orange and blue mix and mash. They approached a pier with rides and attractions. No one was walking on the beach or the pier.
They walked down the docks so peacefully. When they reached the end of the pier, they stood there, watching the Pokémon frolic in the water and air. Suddenly, something similar to an angel flew over them so fast, the entire pier rattled.
It flew up and whipped around to face them. The only difference between an angel and this creature was the fact it was extremely pale and had black, feathered wings. It's raven hair whipped in the summer breeze and his toned, bare chest flexed. It forcefully flapped its wings and blew Drew over the pier's edge. He fell into the water, where a Sharpedo bit at his knee. He screamed in pain as the creature plucked May off the docks. As it carried her away, it called out, "All you were ever doing was keeping her warm for me."
Suddenly, another girl walked towards the edge and peered down at him. He could feel the Sharpedo tugging at his leg. It was Solidad. "Please, Solidad, help me!" Drew screamed out. She looked at him with a crude smirk and pushed a garbage can over the edge towards him. He instinctively caught it and plunged under the cold water. There, the fierce Sharpedo opened its jaws and snap!
He woke up on the bed; his face was against the nightstand. He must have rolled over or the ship might have been swaying. He looked down at his left knee. It had slammed against the wall forcefully. It was bleeding onto the bed. He tried to dress the wound the best he could, and limped out of the room. He grabbed a couple of shuffleboard sticks and used them as crutches as he stumbled to the infirmary. He opened the door to face the nurses before dropping out unconscious from blood loss.
He woke up later in the morning with May standing near him. "Thank Arceus your okay." She said as she helped him out of bed. He had a cast on his leg and official crutches. He went back outside to see the bags outside of the infirmary and them about to reach the docks. He limped out and approached the line to leave the ship. He looked over and a shot of both fear and for some reason, jealousy flowed through his veins.
That 'angel' that took her was Ash. He became determined to keep them apart as much as possible. He put his hand into hers and squeezed lightly. Then he noticed some scratch marks on his arms. He didn't know what they meant, but he seemed stricken in fear like him.
Chapter 1 completed. This is going to get heated in the contest for May's love.