Warning: This is not standard Pokemon fanfiction. It contains scenes of
violence and some inappropriate language.

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                           Pokemon Master 

Fanfiction by Ace Sanchez.

All parts of this story may be found at the following address:
http://www.users.bigpond.net.au/acey/pokemon.htm

Note: Pokemon and its associated characters are copyright by Nintendo,
Game Freak, Creatures Inc, and 4Kids Productions.

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Part 7 - Revelations


It seemed like there was nothing but noise. People running this way and
that within the besieged town, flying pokemon battling in the skies, the
air swishing as hundreds of arrows were launched, the bone-jarring thumps
of boulders striking against the stone walls and the shouting of hundreds
of men. 

Bruno grunted and his huge muscles strained as he single-handedly kept
the front gate from being battered down. He powered up again and
continued to lean against the inside of the huge, thick steel doors that
was the main entrance to the town. Even the large metal bars keeping the
gates shut were bending as the massive thumping from the other side
caused by battering rams, and even pokemon, continued to smash the gates
repeatedly against his back.

"Ugh, I can't hold the gates by myself!" He quickly took out two
poke-balls from underneath his maroon cloak with one free hand, enlarged
them, then threw them. "Go! Hitmonlee, Hitmonchan! Help me hold the gates
closed!"

From the balls, two brown fighting pokemon emerged, both largely
humanoid, but one having massive arms and sporting fighting gloves, while
the other had huge legs with spiky feet. The two pokemon quickly braced
themselves against the door, Hitmonchan pushing at it with its arms,
while Hitmonlee used its legs to fortify itself.

Bruno sighed in relief as a large part of the load was taken for him, but 
he continued to keep the door shut. "I guess I wasn't as strong as I
thought," he mumbled to himself as he flexed his muscles and further held
the gates from the battering rams and from the sound of it, charging
tauros, rhyhorns and rhydon.

Meanwhile, in the air flapped one of the legendary pokemon, the cold
artic-blue ice bird, Articuno. Except it wasn't the real Articuno, but
Duplica who had shifted into its form to fight the flying charizard in
the skies. She had already destroyed five of them but there were at least
three of them still left, the red flying fire dragons trying to roast her
alive with Flamethrower and Fire Blast attacks.

Now, one of those charizards swooped at the majestic ice-bird and let out 
a long tongue of melting hot flame, but Duplica-Articuno looped the loop 
so it was behind it and then flapped her wings giving it a powerful 
Blizzard. Snow and ice shot out like hail and hammered at the charizard's 
back, sending it crashing to the ground in a huge fireball. The crashing 
pokemon took out at least a dozen League Trainers and soldiers on the 
ground outside the town walls.

On the high stone walls and battlement of the town itself, dozens of 
archers continued to shoot wave after wave of fire-resistant arrows at 
the attacking League Trainers and men running across the field and trying
to climb the stone barriers. Any that were in range, dropped like flies
as arrow after arrow met their mark.

Laselle sitting behind cover of a stone block in one of the battlements,
peeked down the wall quickly, then ordered her caterpie to string-shot
down half a dozen climbing attackers in the face. The men shouted in
shock as they were blinded, then lost their grips on the stone and fell
to the earth in bone-jarring thuds.

Junior on another battlement ordered his graveler to throw rocks down at
the climbing men, which worked just as successfully as Laselle's tactics.

On top of the front gate, Captain Jenny gave a shout, and then her guards
tipped over pots of boiling oil and pitch on the men trying to break
through with a battering ram along with their charging pokemon. Screams
of pain arose as they were burned alive.

However, it was not all going in their favour. More and more archers on
the walls were being caught by fireballs from the League's charmeleon,
while the surviving charizards, when left unattended by Duplica, made
devastating dives on men within the actual settlement and setting houses 
on fire.

Suddenly there was a blaring of horns outside and the noise of the battle
quieted somewhat. Jenny looked to see two lightly armoured figures on
horse-back, their mounts Rapidashs, out in front and out of range
of the archers. They both appeared to be the ones who had the authority,
probably the actual generals of the League army. One seemed to be a man
with aqua blue hair worn short, while the other was a woman, wearing her
long blonde hair in a high ponytail.

"Surrender!" the man said, using a horn that amplified his voice. The
voice was low and scratchy, although that could have been the fault of
the amplification.

The woman had her own horn to shout out of. "Surrender and we will give
you all painless deaths!"

"Never!" Jenny shouted back, her voice carrying clearly to them despite
having no way of amplifying her voice. She directed another pouring of
boiling oil on the unfortunate men ordered to break through the gates.
"We will fight to the death!"

"So be it!" the male general shouted. "Now you shall all face the Master
Pokemon of Dragons! Dragonight!" he shouted, his irritating voice
carrying loudly. "Destroy them!"

And then the full moon seemed to get blocked by something. 

Something huge.

Jenny crossed herself as she watched the impossibly large flying black
dragon swoop down from the night sky in the horizon, getting closer by
the minute. It seemed to be at least over a hundred feet long and a third
of that wide. Its wing-span was double its length and the ground trembled
and the fires were blown back as its massive wings beat hard, flying
toward them. It roared and even at that distance, it was so loud, Jenny
could hear numerous glass windows in the houses below and behind her,
within the town, shatter.

She swallowed. "May the spirits have mercy on us all."


<><><>


Misty sped along quickly though the lightly forested area, land surfing
on her black star pokemon, to the east and to the dark tower in the
Cerulean ruins. Mostly she just followed Ash's tracks. It seemed that he
had created a wide trench of dirt in his flight to the ruins. She
wondered what he had done to cause that. She was still a little afraid of
the obvious power that he was capable of, but it did make her feel a 
little easier that he was so strong that he probably didn't need her 
help. But the fear was still there nonetheless. Just what had happened to 
change him like that? And even Pikachu? Something that happened in the 
wars, just like her? But his changes seemed to be much more dramatic than 
any of the other Masters.

She banked sideways dodging yet another tree as she followed the trail
onwards and continued to worry. She knew she shouldn't be worrying this
badly about him, but she couldn't help it. Didn't she hate him? It seemed
that she had lived with that hate for five long years. It was what kept
her alive, kept her spirit clinging to life, kept her from giving up.
Otherwise Ash would have won. But when she had met him again, he didn't
seem to be the demon that she had built him up in her mind. For all of
his hardness, there was still more than a few glimpses that he was the
same caring boy she had met back in that long day ago, fishing. Maybe
even some signs that he still cared for her? But no, she was probably
imagining it. Wishful thinking? But what did she wish for?

And then the trail led out of the forest and on to some grassy plains.
Misty saw some men and their pokemon lying unconscious and maybe even
dead, on the ground to the sides of the trench she was following. Their
bodies were even still crackling with a dark blue electricity, still
charged by whatever Ash had hit them with.

She leaned forward and put on more speed across the plains. In front of
her, the tower stood up high and ominous. Around the top of it, clouds
and energy swirled as if it was a whirlpool in the sky. It looked like
the gate was ready to open. She shivered, and not from the cold wind that
blew past her.


<><><>


Butch and Cassidy watched atop their fire horse mounts on the grassy
plains as Dragonight stomped around on its hind legs, in the middle of
the walled town, breathing flames of black fire everywhere. Their army
settled back to watch the fun as the enemy archers on the walls turned
around to shoot at the hundred foot tall dragon, but failed to even prick
the black scaly skin with their puny arrows. Instead, more than a few of
them were burned alive as the dragon's red glowing eyes looked irritated
and shot a huge gust of dark flame from its fanged mouth, totally
incinerating the poor men and melting huge sections of the stone walls
and battlements.

Even the small Articuno - they were wondering how a town like this could
get a pokemon of that power - in contrast to the large black dragon was
totally ineffective in its attempts to ice beam and blizzard it.
Dragonight just roared in anger and tried to swat it with its clawed
forearms like an insect, but the agile blue bird dodged as it flew around
darting in-between attempted strikes, ice shards floating away from its
tail lighting up like a rainbow from the light of the fires.

"I'd give them another half an hour before the town is totally
destroyed," Butch said, as he adjusted his steel gauntlets.

Cassidy laughed with a toss of her blonde ponytail. Her purple eyes
gleamed malevolently. "I'm glad they chose the hard way. It's always fun
watching Dragonight destroy helpless people."

Suddenly there was two metallic thumps from behind them. Cassidy turned
to see that two of their personal guards dressed in steel armour, had
fallen over, each with a dart embedded in their exposed necks.

"Attack!" Butch shouted, drawing his sword with one hand and wheeling his
horse around with the other. "From behind!"

Cassidy did the same, drawing her short sword, but also throwing a
poke-ball from underneath her chain-mail vest. "Go Raticate!"

The ball opened in a flash of dark light, revealing an oversized, brown
rat pokemon with sharp fangs for teeth. It leaped around in front of
their horses on the grass, ready to protect its masters.

Then more of their guards fell down with darts in their necks.

"Cowards!" Butch hissed. "Show yourselves!"

Suddenly, out of some tall grass, a large white panther-like pokemon
sprung out with a feral hiss and attacked their raticate. It was a
somehow, familiar looking persian with a red jewel in its forehead. The
raticate squealed, caught by surprise, and tried to leap away, but the
large cat pokemon jumped on it, slashing its back open with its sharp
claws, then bit it in the neck quickly, killing it. Then it jumped back
into the grass before Butch and Cassidy could even react.

"Rapidash, Fire Spin!" Cassidy shouted angrily. Her mount neighed, then
shot a spiralling stream of fire at the grass which disintegrated a huge
clump of dry foliage. But when the smoke cleared, the cat wasn't there
anymore.

"Who are you?" Butch asked loudly. "Show yourselves!" he repeated.

"If you insist," a low feminine voice voiced that also, somehow, sounded
familiar.

Then from the long grasses on each side of them emerged two dark figures
dressed in black clothing. The one on their left was a slim woman dressed
in long baggy trousers and a short dark tank-top open at the belly. Her
long red hair was worn in a ponytail similar to Cassidy's own, except it
was worn lower at the neck. The one on the right was an athletic looking
man, who was also wearing dark baggy trousers, but wearing a long sleeved 
black shirt covering his lightly muscled chest. Both of them wore a
ninja's mask to cover the lower half of their faces and also their hair,
leaving only their narrowed eyes visible. They both looked unarmed save
for the blowpipe the woman held in one hand.

"You always did like to copy my style," the woman said, feeling her long
red ponytail with her free hand, her sky blue eyes glowing as they
reflected the light of the burning town in front of them.

"Prepare for annihilation," the man said in a soft voice. His own grass
green eyes were also reflecting the light of the fires. "Butch, Cassidy,
you two outlaws are wanted dead or alive by the Fuchsia state government
for crimes against the people." He lifted his arms in a fighting stance.
"And now we mean to collect!"

"Wow, James!" the red haired woman said. "You said that perfectly!"

"Of course," the man said proudly.

Cassidy laughed as she lifted her sword ready atop her mount. "Jessie and
James?" She looked at the Persian which had now reappeared from the
grasses in front of them. "And Meowth? Well you certainly have changed
since the fall of Team Rocket!"

Butch chuckled. "And mercenaries now, I see!" He also lifted his sword.
"But I'm afraid that us two generals for this Pokemon League army aren't
available for collection. Guards, kill them!" he ordered. The remainder
of their guards rushed forward, with their own broad swords to the ready.

But they could only watch in shock as Jessie threw her blowpipe into the
throat of one of the soldiers, while James threw several small daggers
right through the rest of the soldier's breast plates and into their
hearts, killing them.

The four soldiers dropped down to the ground, lifeless.

"And now for the rematch," Jessie said in an evil tone as she, James
and Persian began to step closer in slow but sure movements.

Butch and Cassidy, atop their Rapidash, prepared to fight silently. It
was a long time since they had felt fear touch them with its icy hand.


<><><>


It was absolute chaos within the town. With each step the massive black
dragon took, the ground shook furiously. Dozens of houses were on fire
and guards and people screamed as they desperately tried to run away.
Whenever the dragonite spotted a human out in the open, it opened its
mouth and roared, before exhaling a huge explosive tongue of melting hot
flame. Any unfortunate person within range wasn't set on fire, but was
instead, instantly turned into ashes. Those even more unfortunate that
were caught in front of the dragon as it walked forward on immense clawed
feet were hopelessly trampled to liquefied sticky jelly stuck to the
crumbled pavement.

Bruno crouched behind a semi-destroyed, burning house waiting for just
the right moment, as the dragonite walked past with huge earth-shaking
steps. Then as the articuno again tried to attack, distracting it and
keeping it still for a few seconds - the majestic ice bird flying around
its head shooting ice beams and blizzards - Bruno quickly jumped out from
his hiding spot and ran towards its legs. He dodged the huge, long black
pointed tail as it swayed from side to side knocking over buildings with
each swing, until he finally reached its bottom left, clawed foot.

Then, summoning his power over strength and leaning backward, his aura
glowing a maroon colour over his cloak, he screamed as he swung forward
with a massive, double-fisted punch into its Archilles' heel. "Take this
you overgrown son of a dratini!"

There was a tremendous cracking noise as the tendon broke, and the
dragonite screeched an ear-splitting roar. Bruno quickly rolled away as
the massive creature lost its balance, flapping its powerful wings wildly
and began to tip over on to its right side. It almost recovered but an
ice-beam shot by the articuno into its right eye, tipped the scales out
of balance, and it fell into the largest building in the town, the 
multi-levelled Town Hall. Rather than knock the building over, it smashed
through its stone walls and roof, and fell half inside it creating a
small earthquake.

But it wasn't even fazed as it stood up again, and screamed an
animalistic cry of rage, claws slashing everywhere and flames emitting
from its mouth and nostrils. It picked up a large section of a stone wall
in its forearm and threw it in anger. Unfortunately for Bruno, the
boulder crashed into a house next to him and a large piece of stone
shrapnel hammered into his chest, making him fly backwards about a dozen
feet next to another half-destroyed building, into some debris of fallen
lumber and stones. His arm and chest was in a fire of pain and he blacked
out.

When he awoke a few minutes later, he found a young woman dressed in a
dirty white dress with medium length, dark red hair pulled in a loose
ponytail pulling pieces of rock and other wood off his chest that he had
been covered in. He suddenly realised it was the nurse, who had admitted
them into the town earlier in the night.

"That was pretty stupid," she admonished him, her light blue eyes
scolding as she continued to remove the heavy stones. "Taking on a
creature more than ten times your size with your bare fists."

From this close distance, he realised that she was younger than she had
looked from further away. He guessed at around seventeen, a couple of
years older than Laselle and Junior. "Nurse Joy was it?" He went to pull
a rock off his stomach than grunted in pain. It felt like his arm was
broken, and even a couple of ribs.

She pulled it off for him and then seemed to study his arm and chest.
"That's right. But call me Joylene. Nurse Joy is just my title." Then she
suddenly grasped his arm and his chest with each of her hands. Her blue
eyes seemed to glow and her hands felt like they were heating up.
Amazingly, the intense pain in his arm and chest seemed to dissipate,
until it was only a dull throb.

Joylene stood up and wiped a thin line of sweat from her brow. "Let's go.
I'll take you to where the survivors are regrouping." She began to run
off, expecting him to follow.

Bruno stood up and dusted his cloak off. He felt much better, although
his arm was still tender. Thank God for healers, he thought, as he
quickly jogged after her.


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Duplica flapped her icy wings one last time as she descended to where the
survivors seemed to gather, in the far corner of the town. She shifted
back into human form, and landed with a thump, her violet cloak drifting
around her before it settled down. Captain Jenny had a shocked look on
her face that was almost priceless as she walked up to them. The captain
still had not gotten used to Duplica's amazing metamorphosis abilities.

Aside from Captain Jenny huddling behind the cover of a collapsed stone
building, there was also Bruno, who seemed to be nursing an injured arm,
as well as Junior and Laselle, with her caterpie riding in her backpack.
Next to them stood the red-haired Nurse Joy and also a couple of other
guards and archers.

"That oversized dragonite is too strong," Duplica said, shrugging her
shoulders. "We have no choice but to retreat."

Captain Jenny closed her open mouth and got a stubborn look on her face.
"I refuse to stop fighting! I don't care if I die, it was my duty as the
captain of the guard to protect this settlement at all costs!"

"Don't be stupid!" Bruno hissed. "Dying would be pointless. Don't think
of it as retreating, but living to fight another day!"

"He's right," the nurse agreed. "We should escape now while we are still
alive."

"I don't care!" Jenny ripped a poke-ball out from underneath her armour
and released her fire dog pokemon. "Growlithe and I will attack it
ourselves if we have to!" But her growlithe took one look at the massive
black dragon from around the corner, and whimpered, running back between
her legs.

"I agree with the Masters and Nurse Joy, Captain!" one of the guards
said. "That thing is unstoppable to the likes of us. We had a small
enough chance against that army as it was, but with that ... thing ...
that chance went up in smoke."

"See, at least your men are thinking with their heads!" Duplica said,
causing the guard to blush underneath his helmet. "Now let's take the
emergency escape route at the back wall that the women, children and
elderly took earlier."

"I-I suppose so," Jenny said sadly, brushing away a lock of blue hair
that had fallen into her eye. Then she stood up, determined as she
recalled her pokemon back into its ball and placed it on her belt. "Okay,
just follow me!"

The small group of people quickly and silently ran across town towards
the secret exit. They were careful not to get noticed by the dragonite 
which was still destroying the rest of the buildings in the centre of 
the settlement with bursts of flame and swipes of its powerful claws, 
tail and wings.


<><><>


Misty stood on the cliffs before the massive tower, her hands at her
sides to keep the wind from blowing her cloak violently, while her long
red hair didn't have that protection and was free to float around behind
her. The weather had begun to grow even worse. At the foot of the
structure and among the ruins of her old home-town city of Cerulean, were
camped a large army. 

A tear ran down cheek, but was quickly blown away by the strong wind. If
she looked carefully, she could still make out the remains of a couple
ruined walls among the ruins, which was probably part of their old gym.
The Waterflowers of Cerulean City, she and her sisters were called. But
mostly her sisters were called that. She had been the undisputed runt of
the litter, along with her twin sister, Valdera, or Vally which was how
she was called back then. Before she disappeared and was thought dead.
But she, Misty, was overall the shortest and the most unattractive, at
least in her opinion. But she had ended up a late bloomer and had finally
grown into a woman during her travels with Ash. If only her sisters could
see her now. But she didn't know whatever became of them after the wars.
Except for Valdera of course.

And where was Ash now? She looked up at the tall tower but couldn't even
see the top of it at this angle. Nothing but the dark purple night sky as
it swirled around in a vortex. Was Ash up there? She looked at the ground
behind her where the trail she was following ended. There also seemed to
be signs of some sort of tornado or something, with the land around her
swept bare in a circular shape. She, herself, was standing in its centre.

She knelt down and felt the ground. Ash had lain here not that long ago.
She could sense his essence. What had happened? Was he beaten? Her blue
eyes lit up with determination as she stood up to stare at the tower. The
only thing she knew was that if Ash was in there, she was going to get
him out.

"Hello, Misty," a soft but deep voice said from behind her. It was
strangely familiar to her.

She turned around with a whip of her mantle to see a tall, muscular man
in a hooded, brown Master's cloak. The man removed his hood that was
keeping his face in shadow, to reveal brown spiky hair, worn longer and
looser, some falling over his slitted narrow eyes. His face held a rugged
handsomeness to it that was also very familiar.

"B-Brock?" Misty said, her hand going to her mouth in shock. Then she
laughed in happiness as she ran forward, arms outstretched. "You're
alive! We thought you were dead! Killed by Lord Garick!"

But just when she was about to reach him to give him a tight hug, his
slitted eyes glowed an ugly brown. "S-Stay away from me!" he shouted as
he lifted his arm. His arm blurred then formed itself into a narrow
spear of rock in the blink of an eye. 

Misty screamed in pain as he quickly stabbed it into her side, and
through her body, as she fell on top of him. She could feel a warmth
spread down her waist and along her leg that was her blood escaping.

Brock pushed her away and jerked the spear of stone from her body in a
quick movement, spraying her blood on his face. Misty fell down to her
knees on the ground, clutching her wounded side tightly, red hair splayed
around her shoulders. Her eyes began to water as she lifted her gaze at
him. He wore an unrepentant look on his familiar face, which seemed to be
not so familiar any more. It was like a stranger.

"W-Why?" was all she could ask, before she fell over forwards,
unconscious.

Brock walked over and picked her up in his arms, strangely gentle.
He smoothed a lock of her red hair away from her cheek and wiped a tear
from her closed eye with a finger.

"Because I hate you."


<><><>


As consciousness slowly returned to Misty, she could feel someone holding
her up by the arms from behind her. Her chest and stomach were in pain,
but she noticed that she had a tight bandage wrapped around her,
underneath her cloak. Where was Ash? Was he okay? Where was she? Then it
all came back to her. Brock.

She immediately stood up under her own power and pushed away whoever it
was that was holding her. She opened her eyes and looked around herself.
The room she was in was circular and a greyish black in colour as the
walls and the roof were completely made of stone. Aside from a few tables
with papers on them and some other grey rugs decorating the walls, and
candles to light up the room, it was largely bare. Underneath her feet
was the beginnings of a red rug, the only bright colour in sight, which
continued out in front of her until it stopped before an elevated throne.
The throne was black in colour and looked to be fit for a king. Beside
the throne and to the left stood Brock, still dressed in his brown cloak,
but with his hood thrown back behind his head.

On the throne itself resided a figure who seemed to be of Ash's size,
about six feet tall, and of similar build. It was wearing a grey Master's
cloak, but had the hood over its head, keeping its face in shadow. Two
bright points of red light that were its eyes gleamed at her from within
the shadowy depths. It was the League Master himself. Lord Garick. Gary.
And Ash's old rival from a decade ago.

Misty looked behind her and saw that the person who had been holding her
up was none other than Sabrina, the Psychic Master. She looked largely
the same as she had ten years ago when she and Ash had first met her. The 
only major difference were that her bangs were a bit longer covering her 
dark blue eyes slightly more, and that she was dressed in the uniform of 
a Pokemon Master just like everyone else in the room. Her cloak was the 
dark blue-purple of twilight, which matched her sinister eyes. Her face
was serious, emotionless.

"Nice of you to wake up at just the right time," Brock said, folding his
arms. He seemed taller and larger than when she had last seen him, being
at least six feet seven, she guessed, and probably about two hundred and
fifty pounds.

"Brock ..." she whispered, her voice hoarse. "What happened to you? How
could you betray us like this?"

"Betray?" Brock laughed as if she had said a particularly funny joke. "I
haven't betrayed anyone. I never even left the League to join the
so-called Rebellion in the first place."

"Y-You were a double agent?"

"Obviously," he replied.

Misty lowered her head. Then she quickly lifted her arm and launched an
ice beam at him, the cold blue energy leaving her fist like a bullet.
"How could you? We trusted you! We were childhood friends!"

Brock however just calmly lifted his arm, which metamorphisised itself
into a shield of rock. The ice shattered against it into harmless shards
and melted. He lowered his arm again, shifting back to normal, and nodded
to Sabrina.

Immediately her mind was deluged in pain as Sabrina sent her a psychic
blast. It went on for at least half a minute before it subsided and Misty
found herself kneeling on the ground, and covering her head.

She lowered her arms and stood up again, unafraid, unwilling to show any
sign of weakness. "Where is Ash?" she asked flatly.

Brock smiled, his thin lips tilting, as he folded his thick arms again.
"Dead."

A sudden cold and artic aura surrounded Misty's form, so cold, Sabrina
was startled and stepped backward from the biting air. Misty's red hair
and the folds of her blue cloak began to float and her eyes flared,
glowing brightly, the colour of frozen ice. "You LIE!" she screamed, her
voice cracking in pain. She lifted her arms and shot a massive wave of
liquid blue energy vertically upwards. The stone roof shattered and
immediately a strong wind began to blow inside. The startling darkness 
of the twisting void above them seemed to grow as cold elemental energy
blasted the air around them.

And then her aura suddenly winked out and she collapsed to her knees
again, hands covering her face and sobbing.

"It's not a lie," Brock said, looking unmercifully at the weeping woman.
"Well, only half a lie anyway." He nodded to Sabrina.

Sabrina's eyes began to glow golden as she accessed her power, and then a
slim, dark figure in a hooded black cloak stepped out from behind the
right side of the throne. On his shoulder, sat a black pikachu with
glowing red eyes.

Misty stopped sobbing and looked up. "Ash!" she cried in immense relief.
She stood up and began to run towards him, but stopped halfway when the 
figure in the black cloak did not acknowledge her at all, but stayed 
silent. Two crimson eyes flared within the hood, glowing unemotionally.

"Ash?" she said hesitantly. The figure remained silent, unmoving, even
Pikachu, who was staring at nothing. "What have you done to him?"

Brock turned and smiled at the still and silent Ash. "Nothing but
basically regressed him back to the emotional state that he was in about
four or so years ago. His pokemon is like that because it is psychically
linked to its master and feels whatever its master feels. Unfortunately
for Pikachu."

"What do you mean?" Misty asked softly, staring at Ash with dread.

"Well of course, he wasn't quite this bad. But he was pretty much
emotionless. In this state he is quite easy to control," Brock stated.
"And we plan to use him to help us open up the gates to the Astral
Plane. The League shall free the Forbidden, the shadow pokemon banished
to the plains of the dead, and the weak shall be wiped out to clean this
world's slate and begin anew."

Misty turned back to him, blue eyes wide. "W-Why? Why are you doing this?
Do you people hate this world so much? Haven't you learned what happened
the last time people tried to control the Forbidden in their bid to rule
the world?"

"Team Rocket were incompetent and paid the price of destruction," Brock
replied. "They had no way of controlling the Forbidden. However, we do."
He nodded at Sabrina. "Have Ashura blow the roof off completely. The moon
is in phase. It is time."

Sabrina complied, and Ash seemed to float forward to the centre of the
room, his booted feet hovering about two inches from the ground. His eyes
flared the colour of blood and a dark aura built around him briefly. Then
it expanded abruptly with a loud explosion, blowing away the stone walls
and the roof.

The violent and cold wind immediately rushed in to fill the space and the
room was wiped clean of all things, save for the throne, and the five
Pokemon Masters.

Directly above them was the swirling dark-purple of the large vortex
which was wider than the tower itself in diameter. If it descended, it
was big enough to swallow the tower whole.

The figure on the throne, who was all this time sitting silently and
watching, suddenly stood up, raising his arms. Misty saw that his left
hand was the colour of his wildly flapping grey cloak and didn't seem
like a human hand, but more like a three fingered claw with sharply
curved nails. His hood, strangely, did not blow off from his head despite
the strong winds, so his face was still kept in shadow.

"Now!" the League Master growled in an animal tone, and his form began to
glow a bright golden colour. An aura of psychic energy.

The vortex above them seemed to widen and a horrible screaming began to
leak through. The screaming of untold numbers of tormented souls. Misty
shrank back and began to shiver, and not from the cold, as she held her
cloak together to keep its folds from blowing about.

Then the golden power unleashed by the grey cloaked figure split into
three directions. One thick tendril of energy surged upwards towards the
vortex, while the other two tendrils headed west and south-west
respectively, shooting into the horizon of the night sky until they could
no longer be seen. And then there was a momentary flash of light that
seemed to brighten the whole night sky for a second, so that it almost 
seemed like day.

The tormented screaming coming from the dark purple vortex was louder now
as it expanded and swirled ever so faster. And then came the sound of the
flapping of wings. Thousands of wings. And animal shrieks that sounded
bird-like in nature but were obviously not birds.

Misty began to access her power. She couldn't allow them to do this! She
desperately tried to absorb the energies from the moisture around her as
what she could give out internally was not enough.

Brock noticed her and shook his head, his brown hair and cloak being
tossed powerfully around in the wind. "No, no, Misty!" he shouted above
screeching of the air and the screams from the vortex. "I did not bring
you up here so that you could interfere!"

Misty continued to power herself up, the cold aura around her body
beginning to give off an icy steam. "Then why did you bring me? Some sort
of sadistic amusement so that you could gloat?"

"For this to be my finest moment, in the destruction of the world, I
would like to see you die!"

"But why?" she cried, not understanding. "Why do you hate the world? Why
do you hate me so much?"

An ugly brown aura began to emit from Brock's body and his face was
screwed up in pain. "Because I loved you! LOVED YOU!"

Misty gasped in utter shock. She looked at Ash who was still standing
silently, with Pikachu on his shoulder, his black cloak floating around
his body in the air.

"But it was always Ash! ASH!" he screamed, his voice in utter torment.
"Even after all I've done! You still love him don't you? DON'T YOU?" he
accused above the wind. "Even now I can see the love in your eyes when
you look at him! Well now you DIE! And not from me, but from your lover's
hands himself! What dramatic irony!" he choked. "Ashura, KILL HER!"

Misty took more steps backward as Ash suddenly turned towards her, his
red eyes gleaming malevolently. Even Pikachu on his shoulder seemed to
glare at her.

"No, Ash," she mouthed desperately. "Ash, don't listen to him!"

But Ash was silent as his cloaked body began to emit a blue-black aura of
power. He lifted his right arm and Pikachu ran along it and shifted into
his razor sharp black katana blade. Then he caught the sword and spun the
hilt around his right hand twice, before stopping it abruptly and jerking
his arm backwards so that he held it behind his back. He bent his knees
and prepared to strike.

In panic, Misty quickly ripped Starmos off her cloak and threw it on the
ground behind her where it enlarged into her flying star pokemon.
"Starmos, go!" she shouted, as she jumped on top of it. Starmos complied
and they quickly flew off the edge of the tower and descended. The wind
was strong, but she managed to ride it out as she glided desperately
away.

Behind her, Ash crouched lower and formed a small black disc of shadow
underneath his feet. Then he stood up, and also took to the air, the disc
of shadow lifting him. He flew off after her silently, the sword held to
his side clutched in both of his hands.

Thunder seemed to rumble in the night sky. The weather was turning even
more violent. Rain began to fall.


<><><>


It was a match-up of rivals. Jessie against Cassidy, the two women
fighting it out, Cassidy long since having taken off her armour so she
could fight more freely, while James was against Butch, who had also
relieved himself of his heavier clothing. Everyone was on foot now,
fighting on the grassy plains, since Jessie and James' Persian had
hamstrung their horses and was now being kept busy keeping Butch and
Cassidy's men from interfering.

Cassidy swung her thick sword at Jessie over and over again, while Jessie
gave ground blocking each thrust with her sai daggers, one in each hand.

"I must say that you three have certainly grown from being a joke,"
Cassidy muttered between thrusts, the light rain wetting her face and
blonde hair.

Jessie blocked it with one of her daggers, then thrusted back with the
other, which was blocked by Cassidy. "A joke?" she interjected, blue eyes
blinking from above her face mask, her tone going higher. "A joke is how
you always copy my style! But you'll never match up to my beauty!"

Cassidy screamed as she swung her sword that would have dismembered
Jessie right through the middle if it had connected. "How dare you!"

Meanwhile, James and Butch also fought, even with corresponding weapons,
Butch with a long broadsword, while James matched up with twin,
three-pronged knives.

Butch side-stepped looking for an opening. His brown eyes were mocking as
he flipped his head once to remove a strand of aqua hair that had fallen
in his face. "Still cross-dressing, James?" he asked in his scratchy
voice.

James spun his daggers around his hands in a fancy manoeuvre. "Why? Do
you want me to?" he replied with a devilish look in his emerald green
eyes. "Do you like my bod, Butchy boy?"

"Argh!" Butch yelled as he charged, swinging his sword wildly.

"I see I hit a nerve," James confirmed, as he did several backward
hand-flips away.

And then they were interrupted as the earth began to shake wildly. The
army watching the black dragon demolish the town was startled. A high
pitched screaming sound began to fill the air.

"What's that?" Jessie exclaimed, pointing at the night sky. It looked
like two shooting stars flying towards them on a head-on collision. The
first star was a bright glowing blue while the other, which was much
larger and following it, was a shadowy blue-black.

"Meteors!" James wailed. "We're all going to die!"

Jessie sighed as she held her forehead. "Shut up James!"

When the blue fireball got closer, Persian hissed. "That's not a meteor!
That's the twerp's girlfriend!"

The Water Master flew past over their heads riding her black star
pokemon, the icy wind created in her wake almost blowing everyone over.
Then the larger comet of shadow approached, following her. The ground
began to shake even harder as if it were the beginning of an earthquake. 
But unlike the blue cloaked woman who became visible as she neared them, 
the aura of darkness created by the comet stayed black and impenetrable.

Then dark blue electricity began to crackle around the black comet and it
suddenly shot a large bolt of lightning over their heads and at the woman
it was chasing. The projectile of electricity just managed to strike her
slightly on the side and she screamed as she began to descend over the
forest to the south, trailing icy blue energy.

Butch began to panic, thinking that the black comet was after them next.
"Guards! Shoot that thing down!"

"Yes Sir!" The guards stopped trying to kill the agile Persian and
directed their pokemon to attack the black comet. "Arcanine, Charmeleon,
Magmar, combined Fire Blast!"

Several streams of exploding red fire flew up into the sky, so powerful
the rain wasn't affecting them, but when they reached the comet, they
just seemed to be dissolved into it. The air was screaming louder now as
it approached.

"What the hell?" Butch shouted.

Then the comet did dive down as it flew over them, right into a large
cluster of League Trainers and soldiers. There was a loud explosion as
dirt, grass, and dead men went flying everywhere like broken shrapnel.

Jessie coughed from all the dirt, and when it cleared, she saw a
black-cloaked figure with red eyes and holding a sword, standing in the
middle of a huge, wide crater where a large portion of the League army
had just been standing. "It's the twerp himself!" Jessie said, a little
afraid. He was standing between them and the rest of League army in front
of the town and the huge dragonite.

Cassidy waved the dust away from her eyes and fell backward. "You mean
that Ash boy you were all chasing around years ago? He just destroyed a
quarter of our army!"

"I think you annoyed him," James said, frightened, trying to hide behind
Jessie and holding her shoulders.

"Destroy him!" Butch screamed loudly.

The army and their pokemon behind Ash began to shout as they charged. 
The battle cries of hundreds of men rang loud in the air. The ground
trembled as more than a thousand feet trampled across the land.

Ash's eyes flashed red and a midnight black aura of power began to rise
around his body as he rapidly turned around, cloak flapping, to face the 
charging army. He began to hover slightly in the air.

"I think that was a mistake," Jessie softly said.

"What are you talking about?" Butch exclaimed. "One man cannot defeat an
army!"

Ash's body began to crackle with dark electricity as he floated several
feet in the air. He lifted his glowing black sword up in both hands, the
blade hissing with power, sparks emitting from the sharp tip. A strong
wind began to pick up, and rocks, grass and other debris began to rise
and get blown around.

"I'm scared!" James said, from behind Jessie.


<><><>


"I'm telling you, that was Misty who just flew over us!" Bruno said
stubbornly. "I think she crash-landed further up ahead." Him, Duplica,
Junior, Laselle, Joylene, Captain Jenny and the remainder of the guards
were running away to the south to escape the army and their dragon. They
kept a low profile through the tall trees of the forest as they followed
the other towns-people who had escaped earlier. Bruno had lifted his
cloak higher so that he kept Laselle and Junior relatively dry from the
rain, next to him.

"I hope she's okay," Laselle voiced, as she pushed her wet hair out
of her eyes and pulled the hood of her forest cloak to cover her head
tighter. "But I wonder if she found Ash."

And then there was an ear-splitting crack of thunder behind them, and the
earth began to shake so much, trees shaking and leaves falling, that they
all fell to the wet and marshy ground from the intense vibrations. The
earthquake continued for several more minutes before it abruptly stopped.

They looked far behind them and just saw the twisting tip of a massive
tornado in the distance, through the upper canopy of the trees, black
lightning emitting from it.

Duplica spat out some mud that she had fallen in to. "I think that was
Ashy," she said dryly.


<><><>


Jessie, James, Butch and Cassidy were all laying face-down on the grass
with their weapons stuck into the ground, holding tightly to their hilts,
when the wind and dust cleared. If they hadn't secured themselves to the
land they would have been sucked into the giant electric tornado that had
just suddenly erupted where Ash had been floating.

Persian detached himself from Jessie's side and began to run off.
"Perrrsian ... Time to go, guys!" he growled with fear in his feral
voice.

Jessie, rubbing herself where the cat pokemon had used his claws to glue
himself to her, followed quickly. "That's right! Butch, Cassidy, it was
fun, but I think we'll have to get you later! Sayanara!" She also ran
off, red ponytail flapping behind her.

James leaped to his feet. "Wait for me!" he whined.

However Butch and Cassidy didn't even notice them as they were staring in
shock at their army, or rather where their army used to be, which had
just been completely annihilated.

All that was left was an even larger crater where the black-cloaked man
was still hovering, body crackling with electricity.

Even Dragonight seemed a bit shocked as the massive black dragon had been
dragged forward through the town it was destroying by the powerful wind's
suction, and was now laying on its side across one of the broken stone
town walls. It stood up to its full height of one hundred feet and began
to angrily breathe flames of dark fire through its nostrils at the air
and turning its head around to see what had caused it to be sucked in.

"Crap," Cassidy said, with her hand covering her mouth.

"This is outrageous!" Butch cried. "Dragonight, destroy him!"

The dragon, already looking for something to fry to a crisp, needed no
second order. It growled as it spotted the puny man hovering in the
crater in front of it and inhaled, causing a large wind. Then it exploded
a huge gust of black fire completely engulfing the human. It went on for
at least a minute, before the dragon cut its flame off. The crater was a
deep pool of red molten lava.

But the man was still there, hovering over the lava, seemingly unharmed.
Then the dark electrifying aura surrounding him, seemed to shift, and he
suddenly flew towards the dragon, charging it directly. The black aura
darkened until the man had resumed the shape of a comet. 

A fireball of shadow.

The dragon reared back again to resume the Dragon Rage attack, but the
black comet flew through its head completely decapitating it. It exploded
in dark chunks, blackish-red blood raining everywhere like a fountain.
The headless winged body seemed to pause, then it toppled over sideways
into the ruined town. There was a large explosion as it fell on a
half-standing building.

Then the comet flew off rapidly into the horizon, in the direction where
the Water Master had flown. Butch and Cassidy, with wide eyes, watched it 
fly away until it was no longer visible. They didn't even notice the rain
as it began to fall down harder.


<><><>


Cold water splattered in wet drops across Misty's face, and she opened
her eyes. She was lying down against the trunk of a tree, at the edge of
a small clearing, where it had stopped her rapid slide after she had
crashed. Although she had been under the cover of the branches above her,
the rain was now getting so strong that the leaves didn't stop all of it 
from wetting her.

Then she heard the sound of many wet foot-steps running her way and she
flinched, pushing herself up to a sitting position. Ash! She had to get
away! He-he was going to kill her! A hot wetness began to trickle down
her cheek that was not the rain.

"Misty!" a feminine voice called. "Are you okay?"

It was Duplica. And Bruno. And the rest of them, with some people she
didn't recognise. They came running out of the darkness of the shadows
caused by some trees and into the clearing, and stopped before her. 

She began to panic. "You-You have got to get away from me! He's coming!
You'll all get killed!"

"By what?" Bruno asked.

"Ash!"

"What are you talking about? Why would Ash kill us?"

And then he was there. At the edge of the clearing. A tall black shadow
with red eyes.

They turned around. "Ashy, is that you?" Duplica called out.

The shadow stepped into the moon's light revealing himself fully. A
hooded, cloaked figure holding a gleaming black sword by his side. He was
silent as the night.

"That's the other man who was with you earlier tonight." It was that
Nurse Joy that had let them in to the town. "But ... he seems different.
I can't feel anything from him at all." She gasped. "Like he's not even
alive."

"Ashy?"

And then he lifted his sword in a rapid movement, aiming it at Misty, and
shot a thin bolt of black lightning at her. It crackled in the rain as it
flashed impossibly fast in a jagged movement.

Misty quickly grabbed Starmos who was hovering next to her and used the
black star pokemon as a shield. "S-Starmos, Barrier!"

The star glowed brightly and the dark lightning ricocheted off its face
and into a tree on the far side of the clearing. The tree exploded in a
red fireball, lighting up the night and revealing Ash's emotionless face
within the hood for a split-second. Then the fire died down and he was
once again, a dark and menacing shadow.

"What's happened to him?" Laselle cried. "Why is he attacking Misty?"

Bruno stepped forward. "Ash, what the hell do you think you're doing? You
could have killed her!"

Ash turned his head slightly and seemed to look right through him. Bruno
warily retreated a step backwards, unnerved by his look. And then Ash
made a quick slash in the air with his sword, and Bruno, even though he
was at least more than a dozen feet away from him, was smashed backwards
powerfully, until his back crashed into the bough of a tree at the
opposite end of the clearing.  The trunk snapped and it fell over
backward until it was stopped by another tree.

"I'll take him," an armoured woman with short blue hair said, that Misty
didn't recognise.

The nurse held her back. "Don't be stupid, Captain. That man is a Pokemon
Master. Take your men and run," she said matter-of-factly.

"That's right," Duplica said, stepping in front of Misty, blocking her
from Ash. "We don't know what's happened to him, but it looks like some
sort of brain washing. And, trust me, you *don't* want to see the
destruction that this here cute guy is capable of."

The guards who were with them were already shrinking back in fear. The
soldier woman, that the nurse called Captain, looked at them and nodded.
"Well okay. Let's go then. Come, Nurse Joy, we'll leave the fighting to
the Masters. We're outmatched here."

And soon it was just Ash, Duplica, Laselle, Junior, Misty and the
groaning Bruno still half-lying on the cracked tree.

Ash stepped forward, his black cloak flapping slightly. It looked quite
dry, despite the rain.

Duplica looked at Laselle and Junior. "What are you two still doing here?
You should have left with Captain Jenny and the others."

"We want to help too," Junior replied. But they both looked afraid as Ash
began to walk closer to them.

And then Bruno leaped in front of them, his maroon cloak swishing around
wetly. "Looks like we'll have that rematch, Ash," he said softly, lifting
his fists in a fighting stance. His body began to glow a dark brown as he
powered himself up.

Ash just lifted his sword in one hand. It began to gleam a dark
blue-black. Bruno prepared himself. And then there was a sudden crack of
thunder, startling them, as the sword shifted back into Ash's black
pikachu in his open hand. The small, dark electric mouse looked the same
as always. Except it held a vacant look on its face and it had glowing
red eyes that corresponded to its master.

Ash suddenly threw Pikachu over Bruno's head, and it landed in front of
Duplica and the two kids. Laselle and Junior stepped back warily, closer
to Duplica as the small electric mouse walked forward slowly on all
fours, jagged tail in the air.

Ash and Bruno began to fight, sharp cracks of thunder sounding and the
ground trembling as each of their arms struck the other.

Pikachu advanced even more, cheeks beginning to emit black sparks,
pointed ears laid back flat against its head. Its eyes glowed crimson.

"Uh ... any ideas?" Laselle said, with a terrified look on her face.

"Use your caterpie?" Junior tried.

"Are you kidding?"

"Um, I guess I'll use Sandshrew. I heard they are great against pikachu."
He took a poke-ball from his belt, expanded it, then threw it. In a flash
of brown light, the small yellow, armoured rodent appeared.

But a thin black spark of lightning immediately shot out from Pikachu's
tail and when it struck the unfortunate sandshrew, it screamed and was
blown in two distinct pieces. Pikachu didn't even acknowledge it as it
continued to advance.

"Sandshrew!" Junior cried in horror.

Duplica stepped forward, roughly pushing them back. "Misty seems to be in
shock back there. I'll take care of this. Quick, think of the most
powerful pokemon."

"Ash's Pikachu?" Junior said, questioningly.

"Other than that, silly!"

"That Dragonite back at the town?" Laselle said.

"No, too big," Duplica replied, shaking her head. "Think of something
smaller."

"How about a Mew?" she tried again.

"Perfect."

Duplica's violet-cloaked form blurred as she shifted down into the one
foot tall, light-purple cat-like esper pokemon. Duplica-Mew began to
float in the air, her long thin tail swishing, and formed a pink psychic
bubble around her feline body.

Pikachu's red eyes flashed at it, and it stood up on its hind legs as if
preparing to attack.

"Mew," Duplica-Mew purred in a soft voice. "I'll try ... Psychic!"
Simultaneous with her last word, she floated higher in the air and
launched a powerful pyschic blast of energy at the black pikachu.

But the pikachu jumped to the side in a rapid manoeuvre and she missed.
Duplica-Mew followed after it, shooting more psychic waves.

The powerful attacks started to kick up a huge amount of mud from the
forest floor so that it was even harder to see. However, soon Duplica-Mew
was tired. Staying in the shape of a powerful pokemon and using its
strongest attack had weakened her severely.

Some debris was still floating around in the air as she looked around for
Pikachu's body. "Mew ... where is he? I think I struck him a couple of
times ... mew-aieeee!" She screamed as the black pikachu suddenly emerged
from a puddle of mud, glowing dark with black electricity. It burst her
pink barrier and smashed into her, knocking her flying away. Her flight
was cut short after she smashed into a couple of trees. Her small body
slid to the ground and blurred back into woman form, unconscious.

Then Ash seemed to tire of his fight with Bruno and finally struck him a
massive blow in the stomach with a rapid spin-kick, also sending him
crashing into several trees, strong enough to actually shatter the trunks
at each collision. A large boulder ended up stopping his wild backwards
movement with a huge crash, and his body slid off it brokenly, also
unconscious.

Laselle and Junior began to step backwards in fear as Ash now focused on
them. He lifted his arm and Pikachu leapt back towards him, morphing back
into the black wicked looking sword as it was air-borne. Ash caught it in
one smooth movement and then continued to approach.

"No!" Misty suddenly cried, breaking out of her shocked stupor. "Not
them! It's me you want!" She jumped to her feet, and threw her star
pokemon out in front of her and jumped on. "Starmos, take off!" The black
star pokemon complied and they lifted to the air rapidly.

Ash crouched, forming the flying disc of pure shadow again underneath his
feet, then followed her, his form blurring into the black comet.


<><><>


Misty skimmed over the tops of the forest atop her star pokemon, her wet
red hair from the rain plastered to the sides of her face. She couldn't
allow anyone else to get hurt when she herself was the target. She banked
sideways and dodged yet another shot of black thunder from the comet of
shadow following her. The dark energy blast exploded into a clump of
trees behind her, disintegrating them completely.

"Ash!" she cried behind her. "Fight it!" 

Because she couldn't fight back. Not against him.

But the comet in pursuit was silent as it continued to fire blasts of
energy. She desperately weaved from side to side, dodging them. It seemed
Ash had no compunctions about killing *her*. He just seemed so dead of
emotions. She couldn't sense any feeling in him at all. Not even hate. He
was like a machine doing what it was told to do. Nothing more, nothing
less. For that matter, she couldn't even sense any *life* at all in him.
All living creatures emitted the aura of life. Their ki. But Ash had
none.

Misty screamed in undeniable loss as she realised this. Brock had been
telling the truth. Ash was dead.

"No!" she sobbed. She was sick of this. Running. It only caused herself
and her friends to be hurt. It seemed that she had been running from Ash
all her life. No more. It was time she faced up to her old demons. Faced
up to Ash.

She looped upwards and turned upside-down in a quick aerial manoeuvre. 
Then when she saw the dark comet underneath her, she leaped off her star
pokemon, and shot downwards, arms outstretched in front of her like a
diver. When she reached him, reached the black aura, everything turned
black. She felt the coldness of despair. Ash's Despair?

She swam through the darkness, as if she were a swimmer back at her gym
so many years ago. The darkness seemed tangible, thick, pushing her back.
But she pushed on. She had always been a good swimmer.

Finally she saw him at the centre of the shadows. Cloaked in darkness.
She swam downwards and grabbed his shoulders. It felt like ice. But ice
colder than she had ever felt before. She ripped his hood off and swung
herself around so that she was before him. She looked into his handsome
face. His pointed cute nose. His slashing dark brows. His eyes which were
usually so full of determination and courage, but now so dead, lifeless;
no longer their natural colour of light brown, but an ugly flat red. His
soft black hair which always fell into his eyes, that she was always
tempted to smooth back for him. His mouth that she had always loved to
kiss. 

His mouth.

She kissed him.

His lips were infinitely cold. But they grew warmer. She felt his arms
come up around her to hug her close.

"M-Misty?" The words were soft, muffled by her lips.

It was him. He was back.


<><><>


Fuchsia State County.

The child looked out her window, entranced by the night sky, glittering
with millions of blinking stars.

"Darling, time to go to bed."

The child continued to stare in wonder. "Aw, mom! I wanna see this!"

"What's so special about the sky? Oh!"

Then mother and daughter stood in companionable silence as they watched
the beautiful dark blue shooting star fly across the horizon in the
northern night sky, a rainbow trailing its tail.



*** End of Part 7

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                                POKEDEX
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SHADOW PIKACHU
Type 1 - Shadow
Type 2 - Electricity

Attack : Shadow Levitation
Type   : Flying / Shadow
 
A disc of shadow is created and used for transportation. At a high enough
velocity, more shadow energy is released to completely cover itself so
that it resembles a black comet.

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Notes:

Yeah, I know this is basically just a sappy love story. Call me a
hopeless romantic ^_^;;

So now you all know who the man in the brown cloak was. Not that it
wasn't obvious of course ...

Oh, anyone else think that Evil Ash was just the coolest? I did and I was
the one who wrote him! ^_^;;

And Dragonight doesn't exist. Real dragonites (in the game) are only
about 7 feet tall, not the 100 foot tall monster I wrote it as.

Comments & Criticisms would be much appreciated!


Ace Sanchez
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