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Narrator's POV (Misty)
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Meeting all of them caused a great happiness to Misty. Every now and then, when she thought about her former journey companion Ash, she always wondered what he was doing and with whom he travelled.
She was glad that he had friends.

She had realised that Pikachu was with her.
But something else had happened. Something she thought no one would believe.

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{Flashback}

Misty's phone ringed.
Alerted, she takes out her phone.

She looked like she was asked to touch a bug pokemon.
She went purple. And she choked.

"It's Daisy!" She whisper-said. "I'm dead!"
"Why, what's the matter?" Ash looked puzzled.

"I've got no time!" She said, this time a little louder. "Bye guys, but I swear this isn't goodbye!" She said awkwardly, and ran to the opposite direction, without picking up her call.

It was about fifteen minutes until she realised... she had Pikachu in her hands still. 

Pikachu's eyes were shut close. He was asleep. She didn't know how he was like this. He didn't even bother to get Pikachu back. So lazy, she thought to herself.

The clouds thundered.
Hm, that's so weird. She thought.
It was winter, how could it rain now?
She looked up at the clouds.
... There was no way it could rain. Not a single grey cloud was visible.

A gust of wind blowed above her head.
Her hair ruffled and her eyes shut close tightly in response. 

A giant bird, which looked like the omen of death... all black. Glowing red eyes which seemed to suck out souls, with claws that took lives...
Misty muffled a scream.
Her eyes simply couldn't believe what she saw. She went all cold. Pale. She didn't dare move a muscle.

The bird watched as she stood still, his red eyes scanning every inch of her. She didn't seem like a nice prey, but, Pikachu surely did.

The bird swooped down at Misty and a wave of panic flooded her. It was about to attack her, coming for her...
The deadly looking claws of the bird scraped against Misty's pale arm. Blood blossomed. Pikachu was gone.

The smell of rotting flesh filled her nose as the vile bird swooped past. She tried to chase it, not bothering about her bloodied blue shirt and stinging arm. She ran behind the bird, not having enough conscious to call out pikachu's name, or even scream.

Suddenly the bird disappeared. She looked around. It appeared again. It was flying towards the Cerulean. She ran.

And ran.
She ran until the bird carried her to somewhere unexpected... her own home.

The wounds on her arm healed. The blood on her shirt evaporated in thin air.
Her arm stung and then she watched as golden rays of sunshine filled up the wounds.
Her heart pounding fast, she touched her wounds. She couldn't feel a thing.

A shiver ran back down Misty's spine when she realised what had happened.

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