Me: Dawn, disclaimer please…
Dawn: Sure, Honouxryuu doesn't own Pokemon…
Paul: Which is a good thing…
Dawn: Hey! I didn't finish! –Smacks shoulder-
Paul: Does it look like I care?
Me: AWWWWW YOU TWO ARE SOOOOOO CUTE TOGETHER!!!!! –Infernape and I push them together and force them to kiss each other-
Paul and Dawn: -Both blush furiously-
Lucas: -Eyes flash jealously-
Vim: Start the chapter already, you piece of shit…
Me: T.T okie…
Anyways, my friend Ultima started his story! (Actually he has been writing it… but I just update way too slow so… yeah…) Yay!!!!
Ultima: And it's way better than your stories…
Me: Whatrya talkin about? I'm ten times teh writer you'll ever be!
Ultima: Right…
Me: You lil… -Starts strangling Ultima-
Vim: BOTH OF YOU, CALM THE F--- DOWN DAMMIT!!!!
Ultima and me: Wow… didn't see that coming…
Anyways enjoy… XDXDXD
Chapter 5: Paul's Unlikely Decision
Paul proceeded to the base on his Honchkrow, completely oblivious to its exhaustion. Dawn had passed out a while ago. Most likely from the Giga Drain Torterra had done. Paul had removed the gag from her mouth after she had passed out. He glanced at her peaceful, sleeping face. A slight blush crept up his face. She looked so beautiful and innocent…
'Why is my face getting so hot?' Paul thought to himself. 'The day must have exhausted me… Yeah that's it… I'm just tired… but I have to keep going… I should be close…'
And keep going he did, that is, until Honchkrow started heading toward the ground slowly due to exhaustion. Paul cursed to himself, still holding on to the tied up, unconscious girl.
"Damn it, Honchkrow! You're not that pathetic! Suck it up!" Paul shouted angrily. Honchkrow struggled to get back into gear, but was far too exhausted from the journey. Paul growled in frustration. Dawn had woken up from the commotion going on, confused.
"Wha? What's going on…?" Dawn mumbled sleepily.
"Damn it, you're so troublesome!" Paul growled. "Can't you see we're falling?" Dawn pouted angrily.
"Have you ever thought about your Pokemon's condition?" Dawn snapped. "It's tired for Pete's sakes!"
Paul growled silently at the annoying, blue-haired girl. But he had to admit, it was getting late.
"Fine, we'll rest for today, but tomorrow we keep going…" Paul growled in frustration. Dawn pouted.
'I don't like this guy's attitude…' Dawn thought to herself, a slight blush on her cheeks. 'Though I have to admit he is pretty cu- wait a minute… what the hell am I thinking? This guy kidnapped me, I shouldn't be crushing on him! I guess the trauma is just getting to me and I'm still a bit woozy on the head… yeah… that's it…'
Honchkrow landed at Paul's order. Paul returned it into its Pokeball and called out his Magmar and Electabuzz.
"Electabuzz, go get some firewood, Magmar, start the fire when Electabuzz gets back." Paul ordered. "I'm going to cook us some dinner…" Paul then untied Dawn's bindings.
"Make yourself helpful and go get some firewood with Electabuzz." Paul ordered. "If you even think about running away, I swear, I will find you and make you regret it…" Dawn nodded meekly at seeing Paul's cold glare.
"Yeesh what's his problem…" Dawn muttered to herself, collecting several sticks. "Even if I wanted to go home, I don't even know where home is…" After collecting all the firewood she needed, she and Electabuzz headed back to the camp. Paul had set up camp already. He obviously was prepared because he had brought two tents instead of one. Paul smirked and tossed Dawn a towel and a bar of soap.
"Go ahead and take a bath," Paul said. "And don't plan anything stupid… Honchkrow will be keeping his eye on you…" Dawn shrugged. A bath was just what she needed right now. Taking the towel and the bar of soap, she headed to a nearby lake. Honchkrow followed behind her. Paul just snorted and ordered his Magmar to start a fire. He then started cooking dinner.
A few minutes have passed and dinner was ready, but Dawn still wasn't back yet. Paul was beginning to get worried.
"Where is that troublesome girl…?" Paul growled, but then came into realization. "Could something have happened to her?" Paul cursed at himself and ran off to check on her. He ordered Magmar to keep their dinner warm.
Paul ran as fast as he could, until he reached the lake.
Honchkrow was teasing Dawn by carrying pieces of her clothing high into the air. Dawn had an annoyed expression on her face and sent out Piplup to Bubblebeam the Pokemon. Honchkrow was struck, and dropped her clothing. Dawn smiled and took her recovered clothing…
However… Dawn was half naked… only in her undergarments, and causing Paul to have a massive nosebleed and his face growing red from the sight. Dawn noticed Paul, and began to blush slightly.
"EEK, YOU PERVERT!" Dawn cried, covering herself with her clothes. "PIPLUP, BUBBLEBEAM!"
Piplup obeyed, and struck poor Paul with its attack. Honchkrow was rolling on the floor, laughing his head off. Paul growled as he stood up from the Bubblebeam attack.
"What was that for?" Paul growled. "I was only worried because you were taking so long!"
"Well, gee, Mister Smarty-pants, I have Honchkrow with me, so I would've been safe!" Dawn replied, putting on the rest of her clothes. "Come on, let's get back to camp…" Dawn went ahead. Paul, on the otherhand, glared at Honchkrow, who was still snickering.
"You knew I was gonna come and check on her, huh…" Paul asked. Honchkrow nodded and Paul sighed. "Guess I deserved that for making you fly all day…" Paul returned Honchkrow and went back to camp. Dawn was already eating her dinner, staying as far away from Paul as possible.
"Geez, how troublesome…" Paul muttered. "She gets mad at me just for worrying about her…" After Dawn finished her meal, she set up her sleeping bag far away from Paul's camp. Paul raised an eyebrow.
"You know, you should sleep closer to the fire." Paul said. "You don't want to catch a cold, do you?"
Dawn stuck her tongue out. "Bleah, I'd rather get sick than sleep near a pervert like you!" Before Paul could respond, Dawn had already fallen asleep. Paul sighed, and went inside his sleeping bag.
'The sooner I get this mission over with… the better…' Paul thought in his head. 'Though what I don't understand… is why a part of me doesn't want to finish this mission… and exactly what Cyrus wants to do with her… Guess I'll find out tomorrow…' Paul's eyes then began to close slowly, letting the sleep take over his body, and began dreaming the strangest dream ever
Paul's Dream
Paul's dream seemed to have taken place in the future. It was at Cyrus's base, in the dungeon room. Dawn was currently in Cyrus's grasp, being strangled to death. Paul was in the back, chained up and bound into a chair. Dawn looked as if in serious pain, her eyes shut tightly, and clutching Cyrus's deadly grasp. Paul was struggling to get out of his bindings.
"Let her go, she never did anything to you!" Paul said angrily. Cyrus simply smirked.
"Ah, but you don't understand, with her gone, my revenge is complete." Cyrus grinned. "I'll deal with you afterwords… you traitor… but for now, enjoy the show" Cyrus held a Pokeball in his hand, ready to deliver the final blow. Paul began to panic.
"Dawn, wake up! You're in danger!" Paul shouted frantically. Dawn heard him, but she was too weak to do anything about it. Her eyes were now void of any emotion, she had lost the will to live on and knew she was going to die. Her arms had already limped to her sides Cyrus smirked.
"There's nothing you can do… She won't wake up… now it all ends! Go, Weavile! Faint Attack." Cyrus ordered, sending out his Pokemon.
Just one Faint attack was all it took. Weavile slashed her through her chest. Dawn couldn't even scream out in pain. She was bleeding heavily and her breathing was slowing down. Cyrus released her, a smirk on his face.
"Pity… I wanted to savor this… Oh, well, since this is your last time together, I'll let you two have some time together…" Cyrus smirked, releasing the chains that bound him. Then he left the dungeon. Paul ran to Dawn's side, hoping she was ok. Dawn just stared at him weakly, her breathing heavy.
"I… hope you're happy now…" Dawn said weakly. "You got your mission done…"
"Don't talk…" Paul said gently. "Everything will be ok. We'll send you to a hospital and then everything will be back to normal."
Dawn chuckled weakly, which changed into violent coughing. "It's… too late for me… I'm a goner… I guess… this is how it all ends…" Paul's eyes widened.
"Don't say that!" Paul said, his tone a bit harsher. "Don't give up now! It can't be all over yet! We barely got to know each other! Dammit, don't die on me now!"
Dawn smiled weakly. She was at her last breath. She had lost too much blood, and she knew… she was going to die…
"Good… bye Paul…" Dawn said weakly. "No need to worry… right?" As soon as Dawn had finished, her head fell limply to one side. Her pulse and breathing had stopped. Paul knew what had happened… and he felt deep regret for it…
A few days later, was Dawn's funeral. Paul had told Cyrus that he had quit. Cyrus looked as if he didn't even care. He just looked happy that the target was finally dead. The funeral, itself, was very tragic. Everyone close to Dawn was dressed in black. Some were mourning, others crying, and others too depressed to have a response at all. Paul was one of the people with no response. Inside, all he felt… was guilt… Johanna was one of the people crying in the crowd. Kenny wasn't crying, but he kept on muttering things to himself.
"Why'd you have to die?" Kenny asked softly. "You said you wouldn't get targeted, but in the end, you did…" On the other side, was Barry and Lucas. Lucas was fighting to hide his tears, and Barry just couldn't find any reaction at all… All he could really do was try to console his friend.
"Damn it, it's all, my fault…" Lucas said softly. "I could have been there to protect her before she got captured. But instead… I just left her to her doom… I guess I would've been a lousy boyfriend… and a lousier father…"
"Hey, don't say that…" Barry said reassuringly. "It's not your fault entirely you know! Stop putting yourself down all the time! It's all Paul's fault for what happened." Barry pumped his fist into the air. "I swear in the name of Arceus, when I get my hands on him, his head is mine!" Lucas smiled softly.
"Thanks for cheering me up, Barry…" Lucas said softly. "I can always rely on you to give me a good laugh…"
After the crowd had left, Paul emerged from the tree. The gravestone had Dawn's hat resting on it. Engraved on the stone was: Dawn age 15 beloved daughter and friend. Paul set some flowers on his grave.
"I'm sorry…" Was all he said. Then he left the cemetery. And before the dream could continue… Paul woke up.
Dream end
Paul woke up, covered in sweat. 'Damn, is that really what will happen if I take her to Cyrus? Will I just be taking her to her death? I can't allow that…'
Dawn was far away from the campfire. She was shivering from the chilling cold of night. Paul sighed and carried bridal style Dawn, sleeping bag and all, and placed it next to his sleeping bag. This woke Dawn up.
"Wha? What are you doing? I thought I told you that I wanted to stay far away from you!" Dawn said in a tired voice. She looked as if she had a slight fever as well.
"Yeah, well I don't want to travel with a sick girl." Paul grunted. "That would be even more troublesome than you are now…"
"It doesn't matter if I get sick…" Dawn said softly. "I'm probably going to die there anyways…"
"That's only if I take you there, which I'm not." Paul grunted. "Which I'm not… Now let's get some sleep, we start traveling first thing after breakfast." Paul turned to the other side of his sleeping bag, and no longer facing Dawn. Dawn smiled weakly and snuggled close to him.
"Thanks, Paul…" Was all she said before she went to sleep. Paul had a slight blush on his cheeks, then he went to sleep afterwords. The camp fire danced happily around them as the two teenagers fell asleep.
And so, the plotline begins…
Ultima: It has been beginning… And this chapter was way too dramatic… -Vomits-
Me: Hey, I happen to like dramatic chapters! Do you have a problem with that?
Ultima: Well I don't… And I have plenty of problems with it…
Me: You lil… -The two of us start fighting-
Vim: I give up… Friends will be friends… That's all I have to say…
Dawn: You have to admit, they are pretty friendly with each other…
Vim: If this is friendly… then I'm a bananna…
Me: DAWWWWWWWWWN! –Leaves Ultima so I can proceed to glomp her-
Ultima: Hey, what am I, chopped liver?
Anyways, sorry it took so long… I just lacked the motivation… It's not the lack of reviews, I got plenty of those… It's just that I've been so darn into Lunia and Brawl lately. So yeah, expect late coming chapters… and I apologize for being such a lazy bum…
Ultima: Lazy is an understatement…
Me: You lil… -the two of us start fighting again-
Vim: Anyways… review or die… -Ominous aura- and no flames, or else I shall kill you…
Me: -comes back with band-aids and bruises- Yeah, as Vim said, please review! And look forward to the next chapter!
Ultima: I wont…
Me: I didn't ask for your opinion! Anyways, peace out, and Happy Thanksgiving to you all! –Throws a Pumpkin pie with 'Happy Thanksgiving' engraved on it-
~Honou