Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Shadowed Eyes ❯ Watching ( Prologue )
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By: darkenedshadow 
Ash is missing
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.06.2002 | Updated On: 07.09.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 612 | Visits: 737 | Status: Completed
Ash is missing
Anime/Manga: Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.06.2002 | Updated On: 07.09.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 612 | Visits: 737 | Status: Completed
Shadowed Eyes
by darkenedshadow
Misty yawned as she tiredly gathered some of her nightclothes, for her bath. Her level of annoyance was high
right now. Brock had been taking a bath for an hour, and Ash decided to simply skip the bath altogether. Even
though she told him to take a bath, he simply ignored her. Normally, Misty would have been content to simply
sigh out, "boys" in annoyance, before continuing on with her life, but today was just too much.
When Ash started to climb into his sleeping bag, Misty frowned at him, and pushed him to the ground. Ash
cried out, falling, just as Misty planned, into the dirt. The boy groaned and glared at Misty, before standing up
to face her. "What'd you do *that* for?!" he cried out, facing her.
Misty crossed her arms, glaring. "Why don't you take a stupid bath?!"
Ash raised and eyebrow in confusion, but he didn't press the issue. Misty was in one of her moods, and he
didn't want to make things worse.
"Alright. I'll take a stupid bath." he mumbled softly.
Misty smiled at the small victory, while Brock walked back into the camp. He looked at Misty and Ash with a
glare, that showed that he had seen the whole thing. "Misty! Stop instigating!" He saw Ash's smile, and turned
to the smaller boy with the same glare. "Ash, Misty is right about taking a bath! You should keep good
hygiene!"
Ash gave Brock a bemused grin as he started walking towards the lake. Maybe Misty wouldn't notice-
But Misty did notice, as she pulled Ash back by the scruff of his collar. "Don't even try it! It's my turn!"
Ash blushed, but he managed to produce a cocky grin. "You can't blame me for trying!"
Misty rolled her eyes, and pushed Ash down on the ground.
"Brock..." Ash moaned weakly, hoping that the older boy would rally to his support.
"You deserved that one." Brock muttered, rolling his eyes.
"I'm going for a walk..." Ash mumbled, standing up. "Pikachu? Do you want to-?" Ash started, but he stopped
when he saw that Pikachu had already fallen asleep on his sleeping bag.
Brock didn't argue. He knew that Misty took forever to bathe. "Don't go too far, okay Ash?" Brock reminded
as an afterthought, before Ash walked away.
Ash didn't seem to hear him, but Brock didn't press the matter. He was too tired.
---
A figure watched.
Crouching.
Someone would come soon.
The figure's hands shook.
Soon.
---
Misty closed her eyes, fully enjoying the fact that she was fully immersed in water. Her green eyes had lost their
fire as she surrendered to tranquility.
For a moment she floated, before diving down again to feel the soft sand under the water, sifting between her
toes.
It was so peaceful.
So silent.
---
Blue-black irises peered through the bush. Someone was nearby. He could hear it.
---
Ash walked slowly, his mind losing itself, as he thought about irrelevant things. His mind looped between
threads that alternated from ketchup bottles to pairs of things in general. Part of him saw where he was going.
Another part of him wandered.
---
Brock sighed as he lay down on his sleeping bag. He knew he had to stay away, but he seemed to be fading in
and out. He couldn't allow himself to sleep until Ash and Misty had finished their baths. He had to make sure
they were safe.
He had to make sure that they returned to the campsite safely.
Then he heard the scream.
---
Misty opened her eyes suddenly.
Someone was screaming.
*Ash...* she realized shaking.
Then there was silence.
---
TO BE CONTINUED
by darkenedshadow
Misty yawned as she tiredly gathered some of her nightclothes, for her bath. Her level of annoyance was high
right now. Brock had been taking a bath for an hour, and Ash decided to simply skip the bath altogether. Even
though she told him to take a bath, he simply ignored her. Normally, Misty would have been content to simply
sigh out, "boys" in annoyance, before continuing on with her life, but today was just too much.
When Ash started to climb into his sleeping bag, Misty frowned at him, and pushed him to the ground. Ash
cried out, falling, just as Misty planned, into the dirt. The boy groaned and glared at Misty, before standing up
to face her. "What'd you do *that* for?!" he cried out, facing her.
Misty crossed her arms, glaring. "Why don't you take a stupid bath?!"
Ash raised and eyebrow in confusion, but he didn't press the issue. Misty was in one of her moods, and he
didn't want to make things worse.
"Alright. I'll take a stupid bath." he mumbled softly.
Misty smiled at the small victory, while Brock walked back into the camp. He looked at Misty and Ash with a
glare, that showed that he had seen the whole thing. "Misty! Stop instigating!" He saw Ash's smile, and turned
to the smaller boy with the same glare. "Ash, Misty is right about taking a bath! You should keep good
hygiene!"
Ash gave Brock a bemused grin as he started walking towards the lake. Maybe Misty wouldn't notice-
But Misty did notice, as she pulled Ash back by the scruff of his collar. "Don't even try it! It's my turn!"
Ash blushed, but he managed to produce a cocky grin. "You can't blame me for trying!"
Misty rolled her eyes, and pushed Ash down on the ground.
"Brock..." Ash moaned weakly, hoping that the older boy would rally to his support.
"You deserved that one." Brock muttered, rolling his eyes.
"I'm going for a walk..." Ash mumbled, standing up. "Pikachu? Do you want to-?" Ash started, but he stopped
when he saw that Pikachu had already fallen asleep on his sleeping bag.
Brock didn't argue. He knew that Misty took forever to bathe. "Don't go too far, okay Ash?" Brock reminded
as an afterthought, before Ash walked away.
Ash didn't seem to hear him, but Brock didn't press the matter. He was too tired.
---
A figure watched.
Crouching.
Someone would come soon.
The figure's hands shook.
Soon.
---
Misty closed her eyes, fully enjoying the fact that she was fully immersed in water. Her green eyes had lost their
fire as she surrendered to tranquility.
For a moment she floated, before diving down again to feel the soft sand under the water, sifting between her
toes.
It was so peaceful.
So silent.
---
Blue-black irises peered through the bush. Someone was nearby. He could hear it.
---
Ash walked slowly, his mind losing itself, as he thought about irrelevant things. His mind looped between
threads that alternated from ketchup bottles to pairs of things in general. Part of him saw where he was going.
Another part of him wandered.
---
Brock sighed as he lay down on his sleeping bag. He knew he had to stay away, but he seemed to be fading in
and out. He couldn't allow himself to sleep until Ash and Misty had finished their baths. He had to make sure
they were safe.
He had to make sure that they returned to the campsite safely.
Then he heard the scream.
---
Misty opened her eyes suddenly.
Someone was screaming.
*Ash...* she realized shaking.
Then there was silence.
---
TO BE CONTINUED