Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Shadowed Eyes ❯ Searching ( Chapter 1 )
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Shadowed Eyes
by darkenedshadow
A/N: (Pikachu's gender? ::Shrugs:: I guess I'll refer to pikachu as a he.)
Part Two
"Ash!" Brock called out in panic. He waited for a few moments to see that Ash would respond, although he was
mostly pessimistic.
"ASH!" Brock yelled louder, his hands shaking. He waited for a few moments, squeezing his fists hard enough
to leave half moon prints in the palms of his hands.
He was about to call Ash's name again when he heard the bush's rustle behind him.
"Ash-!" he cried out with relief, turning around.
"It's just me..." Misty whispered softly. She was breathing hard. Her clothes looked messy, as though she had
simply thrown them on.
"He won't answer back." Brock whispered, shuddering.
Misty put a hand on Brock's shoulder, but he moved away. "This is all my fault! I shouldn't have let him walk
alone!"
"We'll find him..." Misty said, trying to sound optimistic. "With Pikachu's help, it'll be easy!"
Brock looked a little more hopeful, as he ran towards Ash's sleeping bag to wake up the electric mouse. A part
of him was surprised that the mouse wasn't already awake yet, but another part of him wasn't surprised at all
that one of Ash's pokemon would sleep like a rock.
Brock reluctantly woke up Pikachu, who instantly released an electric shock. Brock wasn't as used to Pikachu's
electric attacks as Ash was, and he ended up lying dazed on the ground.
Misty helped Brock up, while pikachu looked around frantically for his best friend.
Misty bit her lower lip. She knew she had to remain calm so Pikachu wouldn't go crazy. "Pikachu....we have a..
a...problem..." she whispered, trying to keep her voice level. "Can you help us find Ash?"
"Pikapi..." Pikachu said quietly, trying to get a scent.
As soon as Pikachu caught a scent, he raised his head up, and yelled a loud "Pika!" that told Brock and Misty
to follow him.
Pikachu sprinted ahead of Brock and Misty, who struggled to catch up to the sprinting pokemon. Normally,
Pikachu slowed down to a slight jog when he was running with Ash, but the pokemon was panicked.
Pikachu ran all the way to the dirt road, which cut through the forest, before stopping suddenly.
Pikachu's sudden halt was unexpected, and Brock and Misty fell on their faces from the sudden stop. Misty was
the first to sit up, when she found Ash's shoe laying on the ground next to a flurry of footprints.
"Brock....look..." Misty whispered.
Brock grabbed the shoe, looking at it from top to bottom, trying to prove to himself that it wasn't Ash's shoe.
"Brock..." Misty whispered, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.
A tear rolled down Brock's cheek, followed by another, as the shoe fell away from his hand.
"No...." he whispered, burying his face in his hands.
TO BE CONTINUED
by darkenedshadow
A/N: (Pikachu's gender? ::Shrugs:: I guess I'll refer to pikachu as a he.)
Part Two
"Ash!" Brock called out in panic. He waited for a few moments to see that Ash would respond, although he was
mostly pessimistic.
"ASH!" Brock yelled louder, his hands shaking. He waited for a few moments, squeezing his fists hard enough
to leave half moon prints in the palms of his hands.
He was about to call Ash's name again when he heard the bush's rustle behind him.
"Ash-!" he cried out with relief, turning around.
"It's just me..." Misty whispered softly. She was breathing hard. Her clothes looked messy, as though she had
simply thrown them on.
"He won't answer back." Brock whispered, shuddering.
Misty put a hand on Brock's shoulder, but he moved away. "This is all my fault! I shouldn't have let him walk
alone!"
"We'll find him..." Misty said, trying to sound optimistic. "With Pikachu's help, it'll be easy!"
Brock looked a little more hopeful, as he ran towards Ash's sleeping bag to wake up the electric mouse. A part
of him was surprised that the mouse wasn't already awake yet, but another part of him wasn't surprised at all
that one of Ash's pokemon would sleep like a rock.
Brock reluctantly woke up Pikachu, who instantly released an electric shock. Brock wasn't as used to Pikachu's
electric attacks as Ash was, and he ended up lying dazed on the ground.
Misty helped Brock up, while pikachu looked around frantically for his best friend.
Misty bit her lower lip. She knew she had to remain calm so Pikachu wouldn't go crazy. "Pikachu....we have a..
a...problem..." she whispered, trying to keep her voice level. "Can you help us find Ash?"
"Pikapi..." Pikachu said quietly, trying to get a scent.
As soon as Pikachu caught a scent, he raised his head up, and yelled a loud "Pika!" that told Brock and Misty
to follow him.
Pikachu sprinted ahead of Brock and Misty, who struggled to catch up to the sprinting pokemon. Normally,
Pikachu slowed down to a slight jog when he was running with Ash, but the pokemon was panicked.
Pikachu ran all the way to the dirt road, which cut through the forest, before stopping suddenly.
Pikachu's sudden halt was unexpected, and Brock and Misty fell on their faces from the sudden stop. Misty was
the first to sit up, when she found Ash's shoe laying on the ground next to a flurry of footprints.
"Brock....look..." Misty whispered.
Brock grabbed the shoe, looking at it from top to bottom, trying to prove to himself that it wasn't Ash's shoe.
"Brock..." Misty whispered, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.
A tear rolled down Brock's cheek, followed by another, as the shoe fell away from his hand.
"No...." he whispered, burying his face in his hands.
TO BE CONTINUED