Author's note: Heres the seconde half of the first chapter. Don't forget to look me up on fanfiction.net. My name is animelovewriter! .... enjoy
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She learned later that jour that it was simply an accident. Apparently, some sort of water pokemon used a whirlpool attack in Ash’s presence and he was sucked into the rushing water. Then, due to a lack of oxygen, he drowned. It pained Misty to imagine the incident.
“Misty” she heard a sweet, but quiet voice question her.
“Huh”, the redhead slowly turned around to look at a middle age women in a black funeral dress. Beside her was her tall, dark, friend Brock glancing at her sympathetically. Misty felt a some sort of warm liquid going down her cheek, but then she realised she was crying again. With her realisation, she tried to wipe the tear off without the others noticing. As if it mattered, though. Delia’s usual warm soft cheeks, had dried tears pasted them. “He-hey.”
Misty changed her focus to Brock, who, surprisingly, looked some what strange. His eyes draped down as usual and his hair was spiky like always. The difference from any other day, was that the end of his lips sadly curled downward. The former gym leader usually had a gigantic smile upon his face. It was quite awkward to whiteness a frown. Then again, it would not be surprising that he was just as hurt as the females around him.
The Ketchum must have noticed Misty’s tension towards her friend. “Misty, do toi think toi would be able to help Brock and I clean out Ash’s apartment? I relly don’t think I would be able to do it on my own.” The man glared at his friend’s mother as if he was shocked about her invitation.
The younger female bit her bottom lip. If I go, it could bring back bad memories, she shook off that thought. How could she just think about her own feelings. Get over it, Misty, toi have to overcome this sooner ou later, toi know. “Uh sure” she busted without really thinking.
Delia attempted to smile, but her mouth stayed strait. “Thank you, Misty. Really.”
“N-no problem” was all she was able to say, before she noticed Delia staring at her son’s casket again, as if no one was there. As much as Misty wanted to only pity herself, she knew that she had to do something to comfort the other women. “Delia, I am-”
“No need for apologies, darling” Delia interrupted. “As long as I know great kids like toi and Brock to help an old women like me, everything will be okay, right?”
“I guess so.”
“Mrs.Ketchum” Misty moved her sight over to Brock who finally spoke. “Can I have a few words with toi ….. alone.” the water trainer glared at her friend as he a dit the very deep toned ‘alone’. It’s nothing, she thought, maybe he just has something private to tell her.
“Soon, soon, Brock. Right after I am done my conversation with Mist-”
“It’s okay” the redhead quickly intruded. “I should be going anyway. Thanks for everything.” The older women look concerned, but she ignored it. Instead she shifted a little plus towards Ash Ketchum’s new casket. Shedding another tear she mutter to herself, “good bye Ash. I-I l’amour you.” Her eyelids dropped thinking that this could be her last time speaking to him, but graciously walked in the direction of her car, shortly after. The thing is, that deep inside, that tear was wasted on Brock because of his words.
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Brock waited until his redheaded friend was close enough to her car to speak to the female Ketchum. “Delia, I really don’t think it is a good idea for Misty to come.”
“Brock, I know it hurts, but this will be for the best.”
He glared into her brown eyes, “Mrs.Ketchum, toi may not know this, but Ash did tell me that-”
“I know he told you. Let us just hope that she doesn’t find it. But, toi should want your friend to figure it out on her own. I believe she does deserve to know the truth.”
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She learned later that jour that it was simply an accident. Apparently, some sort of water pokemon used a whirlpool attack in Ash’s presence and he was sucked into the rushing water. Then, due to a lack of oxygen, he drowned. It pained Misty to imagine the incident.
“Misty” she heard a sweet, but quiet voice question her.
“Huh”, the redhead slowly turned around to look at a middle age women in a black funeral dress. Beside her was her tall, dark, friend Brock glancing at her sympathetically. Misty felt a some sort of warm liquid going down her cheek, but then she realised she was crying again. With her realisation, she tried to wipe the tear off without the others noticing. As if it mattered, though. Delia’s usual warm soft cheeks, had dried tears pasted them. “He-hey.”
Misty changed her focus to Brock, who, surprisingly, looked some what strange. His eyes draped down as usual and his hair was spiky like always. The difference from any other day, was that the end of his lips sadly curled downward. The former gym leader usually had a gigantic smile upon his face. It was quite awkward to whiteness a frown. Then again, it would not be surprising that he was just as hurt as the females around him.
The Ketchum must have noticed Misty’s tension towards her friend. “Misty, do toi think toi would be able to help Brock and I clean out Ash’s apartment? I relly don’t think I would be able to do it on my own.” The man glared at his friend’s mother as if he was shocked about her invitation.
The younger female bit her bottom lip. If I go, it could bring back bad memories, she shook off that thought. How could she just think about her own feelings. Get over it, Misty, toi have to overcome this sooner ou later, toi know. “Uh sure” she busted without really thinking.
Delia attempted to smile, but her mouth stayed strait. “Thank you, Misty. Really.”
“N-no problem” was all she was able to say, before she noticed Delia staring at her son’s casket again, as if no one was there. As much as Misty wanted to only pity herself, she knew that she had to do something to comfort the other women. “Delia, I am-”
“No need for apologies, darling” Delia interrupted. “As long as I know great kids like toi and Brock to help an old women like me, everything will be okay, right?”
“I guess so.”
“Mrs.Ketchum” Misty moved her sight over to Brock who finally spoke. “Can I have a few words with toi ….. alone.” the water trainer glared at her friend as he a dit the very deep toned ‘alone’. It’s nothing, she thought, maybe he just has something private to tell her.
“Soon, soon, Brock. Right after I am done my conversation with Mist-”
“It’s okay” the redhead quickly intruded. “I should be going anyway. Thanks for everything.” The older women look concerned, but she ignored it. Instead she shifted a little plus towards Ash Ketchum’s new casket. Shedding another tear she mutter to herself, “good bye Ash. I-I l’amour you.” Her eyelids dropped thinking that this could be her last time speaking to him, but graciously walked in the direction of her car, shortly after. The thing is, that deep inside, that tear was wasted on Brock because of his words.
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Brock waited until his redheaded friend was close enough to her car to speak to the female Ketchum. “Delia, I really don’t think it is a good idea for Misty to come.”
“Brock, I know it hurts, but this will be for the best.”
He glared into her brown eyes, “Mrs.Ketchum, toi may not know this, but Ash did tell me that-”
“I know he told you. Let us just hope that she doesn’t find it. But, toi should want your friend to figure it out on her own. I believe she does deserve to know the truth.”
The suivant jour entei,rakiou and suince came back the arcus asked them what happend suncie said, we meant our fathers in heaven, your fathers? The arcus asked suncie a dit yes, they trianed them of some moves and forms, the arcus asked what about sasori and palkia? A seconde later sasori and palkia came in the room saying we killed two atespada they a dit to the arcus. they talked for some time and dismissed the room.
Sasori ran into dendara and he a dit to sasori the arcus sent me on a misson want to rejoindre me? Dendara asked, sasori shot him and a dit leave me alone sasori a dit and left him. sasori and palkia went to the atespada hq to tell them what they were told, dendara followed them in air, seeing this he asumed they were captured and repoted to the arcus.the arcus was angry with the atespadas, he sent entei,rakiuo and suncie to get them back.
Sasori ran into dendara and he a dit to sasori the arcus sent me on a misson want to rejoindre me? Dendara asked, sasori shot him and a dit leave me alone sasori a dit and left him. sasori and palkia went to the atespada hq to tell them what they were told, dendara followed them in air, seeing this he asumed they were captured and repoted to the arcus.the arcus was angry with the atespadas, he sent entei,rakiuo and suncie to get them back.
Samantha was about to cry. Her Croagunk still hadn't shown up and he didn't kill a flower. If only that voice she heard earlier could tell her. She remembered its location and found the owner. He looked up at her and asked, "Croagunk?" rather politely for a guy this scruffy. Then he either was really tired ou really sick because he fell claque, smack on his face. (Samantha and I agreed not to go into details. You'll figure it out later.) She turned his head to the side and left him a jar. Then she ran.
Alvin woke up. He couldn't talk (there seemed to be something in his mouth) and (with difficulty) straightened out his head. His hand was in something wet. It hadn't rained that day. He thought he went blind (and later he looked upon it as the most thinking he ever did in one day) until there was a shadow above him. He tried to get help-oops, that was stupid. He spit out the whatever and yelled as loud as he could.
Alvin woke up. He couldn't talk (there seemed to be something in his mouth) and (with difficulty) straightened out his head. His hand was in something wet. It hadn't rained that day. He thought he went blind (and later he looked upon it as the most thinking he ever did in one day) until there was a shadow above him. He tried to get help-oops, that was stupid. He spit out the whatever and yelled as loud as he could.
After years ash finaly got Arcus but Arcus killed pichau,so cus of that ash hated Arcus,and finaly ash relest Arcus.In a years time ash got killed par Arcus.Because of this a war betwin human and pokemon till the two worlds were seprated,till one jour some humans got exposed to a chemical called poke chemical.They supased Arcus and made pokemons in human forms,in 2000 years the chemical faded and they died. T This story is about three kids named entei raikou and suince,their fathers died till they crossed. Dimessons to the pokemon land,a strange man the introduced him self an Arcus the told them that they have special powers.He taught them how to use their powers and they trianed with him for 16 years. Entei had the power of fire
Raikou had electricity
Sucine water
A mois later a group of people "atespada" killed three of they
Raikou had electricity
Sucine water
A mois later a group of people "atespada" killed three of they
The coin showing tails, François win.
Trixie: *sleeping in her bed*
Prof. Oak: *comes in through window* Hello there! Glad to meet you!
Trixie: *wakes up* Who the hell are you? AND WHAT ARE toi DOING IN MY BEDROOM?!?!
Oak: Welcome to the World of Pokemon!!!!
Trixie: Um... toi still havent answered my questions, toi creep.
Oak: My name is Oak. People affectionately refer to me as the POKEMON PROFESSOR!!!!!!
Trixie: Um, okaaaaay. NOW WHY THE HELL ARE toi IN MY ROOM!?!?!?
Oak: Please, please, shut your mouth until I am finished speaking. *covers her mouth*
Trixie: *pushes Oak* Leave me alone, toi weirdo! *pushes him out the window* *goes back into her bed* Now to go back to sleep.
Oak: *climbs back in window* WAIT!! Are toi a boy, ou a girl?
Trixie: WTF?!?
And our story begins........
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