“Hmph.” he quietly grunted, as he struggled to open his eyes with such a bright hot light hovering him. It couldn’t possibly be from the sun reflecting through class, and it was most defiantly not from any normal light bulb. A light shade of light blue finally came into his sight. ‘Huh’ he thought, ‘the sky? Why would I- ugh!’ It felt like a thousand needles had made contact with his skull.
‘Ash, what is wrong with you’ he asked himself, struggling to rotate his head to the side. “Grass?” the man whispered, glaring at the green ground. ‘I must be outside, but why?’ He shifted one arm beneath his body and pushed up into a sitting position, with his other hand cradling his stinging head.
The Ketchum tried to go over his previous steps in his head. Memories trembled throughout his mind painfully.
XXxxXX
Flashback:
“Ok guys, I think we have done enough for today” the pokemon master announced as returned his Staraptor that was very close to fainting.
“Chaa.” A cute little yawn came out of his little yellow companion. Pikachu began to wobble between his to petite paws and sighed, “Pika ……… chu.”
“Whoa, little guy” Ash shifted his pokemon into his arms. “We sure did work hard today, huh? But that’s okay, Misty promised that she would have a gourmet feast on her kitchen table when we got to her place.”
“Pika?” the mouse sat up in it’s trainer’s arms. Excitement ran to his cheeks and made tiny sparks.
Ash laughed. “Ya, ya. I guess this is the day. I can see you are just as jittery as I am.”
“Chu!” Pikachu screeched, struggling to escape from the human’s arms. “Pika!”
“Huh? Pikachu?” he questioned at the pokemon’s sudden urge. “I am the one who is supposed to be worried. You don’t have to go nuts on me and I swear, I will not make an excuse this time.”
“Chaa” it squealed, breaking free and landing on the forest grass. Quickly, he came to Ash’s leg and tugged on the loose jeans.
“Nu, uh. I’m not picking you up again, after that fiasco. I deserve better than that behaviour and you know it.” Pikachu tugged again. “I am serious-”
“Brrrrrooooooorrrrrrrrrrr!”
A worried smile grew upon the trainers face. “A, uh, what was that” his head slightly shifted to the river where the deep roar came from.
Scales of an aqua coloured reptile emerged from the crashing waves. Next, came a large turtle head with an awkward red mark on the side of it’s head. Ash squinted at this, but shuttered in fear as the figure grew larger, “Brroooooooorrrrrr!” Two pumps from the pokemon shifted towards Ash.
“Pikachu, you don’t think?” He quivered close to the electric mouse.
His eyes bulged up at his trainer. “Chuu-”
“Brrrrooooorrrr!” Before the Ketchum was able to move, cold water blasted from the grey pumps.
The liquid hit him hard, almost impossible to bear. He called out for his pokemon, “Pikachu-” the water began to cover more of his body. That Blastoise shouldn’t be able to do that attack much longer, he told himself in his mind, I just have to put up a little longer. The aqua blast pushed him up to a tree.
“Bastoooooise” the pokemon growled. Ash felt the water twisting clockwise as it slowly eased up. Blastoise had now turned it’s attack into a whirlpool. He tried to hold his breath as the whirlpool sucked him off the ground and left him struggling in the attack. Erg, come Ash. Hold up until Blastoise gets tired. He clenched his palm to his heart and held tightly at the pain. No one would believe it, but he felt his lungs shrivel up at the lack of oxygen.
The water calmed down. The Ketchum stared into the clear water around him. So calm, so beautiful. He let his breath go as his world faded into darkness.
‘Ash, what is wrong with you’ he asked himself, struggling to rotate his head to the side. “Grass?” the man whispered, glaring at the green ground. ‘I must be outside, but why?’ He shifted one arm beneath his body and pushed up into a sitting position, with his other hand cradling his stinging head.
The Ketchum tried to go over his previous steps in his head. Memories trembled throughout his mind painfully.
XXxxXX
Flashback:
“Ok guys, I think we have done enough for today” the pokemon master announced as returned his Staraptor that was very close to fainting.
“Chaa.” A cute little yawn came out of his little yellow companion. Pikachu began to wobble between his to petite paws and sighed, “Pika ……… chu.”
“Whoa, little guy” Ash shifted his pokemon into his arms. “We sure did work hard today, huh? But that’s okay, Misty promised that she would have a gourmet feast on her kitchen table when we got to her place.”
“Pika?” the mouse sat up in it’s trainer’s arms. Excitement ran to his cheeks and made tiny sparks.
Ash laughed. “Ya, ya. I guess this is the day. I can see you are just as jittery as I am.”
“Chu!” Pikachu screeched, struggling to escape from the human’s arms. “Pika!”
“Huh? Pikachu?” he questioned at the pokemon’s sudden urge. “I am the one who is supposed to be worried. You don’t have to go nuts on me and I swear, I will not make an excuse this time.”
“Chaa” it squealed, breaking free and landing on the forest grass. Quickly, he came to Ash’s leg and tugged on the loose jeans.
“Nu, uh. I’m not picking you up again, after that fiasco. I deserve better than that behaviour and you know it.” Pikachu tugged again. “I am serious-”
“Brrrrrooooooorrrrrrrrrrr!”
A worried smile grew upon the trainers face. “A, uh, what was that” his head slightly shifted to the river where the deep roar came from.
Scales of an aqua coloured reptile emerged from the crashing waves. Next, came a large turtle head with an awkward red mark on the side of it’s head. Ash squinted at this, but shuttered in fear as the figure grew larger, “Brroooooooorrrrrr!” Two pumps from the pokemon shifted towards Ash.
“Pikachu, you don’t think?” He quivered close to the electric mouse.
His eyes bulged up at his trainer. “Chuu-”
“Brrrrooooorrrr!” Before the Ketchum was able to move, cold water blasted from the grey pumps.
The liquid hit him hard, almost impossible to bear. He called out for his pokemon, “Pikachu-” the water began to cover more of his body. That Blastoise shouldn’t be able to do that attack much longer, he told himself in his mind, I just have to put up a little longer. The aqua blast pushed him up to a tree.
“Bastoooooise” the pokemon growled. Ash felt the water twisting clockwise as it slowly eased up. Blastoise had now turned it’s attack into a whirlpool. He tried to hold his breath as the whirlpool sucked him off the ground and left him struggling in the attack. Erg, come Ash. Hold up until Blastoise gets tired. He clenched his palm to his heart and held tightly at the pain. No one would believe it, but he felt his lungs shrivel up at the lack of oxygen.
The water calmed down. The Ketchum stared into the clear water around him. So calm, so beautiful. He let his breath go as his world faded into darkness.