Starting the first day on a autumn term as morning sun elevates brightly above the high hills from a curved horizon making it a beautiful scene to watch with skies fully changed from dusk to painted blue.

In town, many trees were drenching away with green leaves parting away from sticks waving through just air. Streets brightened up the day as tall lamp-post begin to switch off down on a quite, empty roads like it was simply dead with only random cars parked on curbed pavements near to houses. There was only a young dressed as a postman delivering peeps to each every houses even small shops opening the day for business in an early time.

Eventually. We now go to our character Ash Ketchum, who was apparently sleeping peacefully, lying on a single soft bed letting out quite snores with a bed cover over his own head, covering his whole face.

The sun-rays brightens up the full tidy room falling from a wide, closed window until silence broke when a loud, annoying alarm rang across the whole room. Shouting a loud beeping sound repeatedly non-stop which woke the raven boy from a long slumber.

A mental groan escaped from his stinky mouth sounding very tired like he had a rough night. Feeling as tiredness got the better of him. Ash shuffles on the soft bed by slightly rolling over and slams his bare hand at the annoying alarm clock which was alongside him. Causing it to stop beeping. Although, it did just enough to manage to get the raven boy to wake up.

Ash lifts his own, light-weighted body and sits up in his soft bed with legs resting, pulling a bed cover sheet sliding away from his face, revealing groggily eyes that he had a deep sleep and a messy raven hair.

He stretched his arms wide open to get rid of the tiredness with a loud yawn escaping and moves out from bed by lifting away the bed cover out. His feet touched the soft carpet under his bare feet that gave a ticklish sense.

As he did. He dragged his own heavy legs that felt as if he was about to fall. Walking out the bedroom door by swinging it open then goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He grabs a un-used toothbrush, pasting it with a toothpaste and looked up at stretched mirror. Gazing at his own reflection while brushing each side of his teeth, standing still near a sink.

Later, he gave out one last spit, finish brushing which took about two minutes and washed his whole face with eyes closed, splashing warmness all over his face that made his eyes clear to see and skin parched. He grabs a towel from metal hanger, dabbing gently on his tanned skin. Drying from wetness.

When he was done, he stepped out of the bathroom through a fully opened door and heads down-stairs, taking each step at a time until landing at ground floor and then goes to the kitchen where he sees his own mother making breakfast for him, sniffing a wave of sweet even delicious in his nostrils which made his stomach rumble for hunger. His mother, Delia, was actually cooking scrambled eggs and baked beans that were cooked perfectly inside the equipment separate, been heated on a flamed cooker. Even a cup of tea filled in a mug all the way till very top with warm steam waving up in a air, vanishing in a millisecond out of thin air.

"Hey mom" Ash greeted with a welcoming smile and enters in a normal-sized kitchen, glancing at his mom making breakfast. He sits down on a empty small seat comfortably and resting his arm lying on a round table. Waiting patience for his breakfast to be served.

Delia smiled across on her closed lips, lifting both corners. knowing that her son has already sat down.

"Morning Ash" she said, without taking a look back at her only son just focusing on making breakfast which was nearly done. However, Ash could examine of her voice which got him very curios to know. It wasn't cheer like all ways that he always used to hear, it was rather hurt mixed with a broken cry.

Inhaling a short breath and pour warmness out from his mouth, he spoke. "Mom, are you alright. You don't sound like it" Ash said with worriedness, raising his narrow eyebrows making his forehead creased in lines.

Gazing directly at his own mother in short distance as she carefully places the hot breakfast on a white plate and delivers it to Ash who still gazing at his mother as she'd placed it on table gently in front of him by sliding the bottom plate on table. Giving amount of view on the plate.

The scent waved in Ash's nostrils. Resisting him to gobble all the food with urgency kicking in. However, he didn't do it. Not giving enough willpower to do so. It was complete opposite way around. He wasn't clearly thinking of the food in front of him. It was his own mother who sat down on opposite chair in silence with a filled cup of tea resting on table without taking a single sip like she has forgotten about it by leaving it to be in placed.

Ash completely knew something was definitely wrong from his mother and soon realised what it was. So he asked again.

"Mom," he started, but when he saw his mother expression. A bead of tear squeezed out from her left eye, strolling down from her almond bloodshot eyes as it ran down smoothly till bottom of the chin with more pouring out.

A worried expression stabbed at young Ash. He didn't want to see his own mother cry, not in a time like this while he is pain after been released from hospital yesterday. It also made him pain even more from the bottom of his beating heart. Through out his whole life he always wants to make his mum smile, but now, it was turning serious than ever.

Without hesitation, Ash immediately stood up from his seated chair. Ignoring the scrumptious food that was placed before him leaving it to be cold. He walks around table, over to his crying mother who had her bare hands placed in her round face, covering it all with her hanging down at her own lap with a couple of sniffs wailing out, not even dared to look at her own and only son.

Ash finally came around in time and comforts his mother by slowly kneeling down to her level, facing to his mother with a worried expression.

"Mum, its all right" he reassured in a comfort tone. Trying his very best to make her happy again. "I know your hurt and sad for me. But" he paused for a second, inhaling a breath. "you need to stay strong. For me. Even I'm hurt and I don't want to see you cry." Ash finished. Placing his warm hand on top of her free shoulder. Fighting his own tears that were about to make his own eyes wet on a verge of crying.

With one last final sniff escaped. Delia slowly releases her bare hand from her face and rested them on top of her lap which had some wet spots on her own palm, down at her own lap. Giving Ash a clear view of her full expression, only to glimpse tears running down on both of each side at her ruby eyes. It did pained him a lot like a sharp knife stabbing through a skin, but Ash had to stay strong so instead he gave a real childish smile that his mom use to love when he was just a small kid.

"There you go mum," he said in calmness that soothed his mother down and stood up from a kneeling position. Popping his knees.

After comforting his mother. Suddenly Ash gives out to her a warm hug, placing his own head on top of her free shoulder with his arm wrapped around, feeling her brown loose-strand of hair while Delia does too, giving a hug back with some tears running down her wet cheeks. Letting out a couple of short sniffs.

They stayed like this in silent while being seated for a few minutes with Ash comforting her, calming his mother's negative mood.

"Mom," he started. "I'm going to be all right and fight this diseases with all my best. Like dad said. I'm not going to give up without a fight and that's a promise." he responded confidently, still comforting his own mother in his own arm, receiving a nod for answer.

Ash knew there was still a big wall ahead of him and that was his own heart. He still needs to fight at his own very best. But this was a job for himself. Doing it all alone.

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After a couple of hours as time flies by from the conversation between a mother and son which was over and dealt with.

Delia took her own time to get back to her own self. She was sitting down on a comfy sofa in place, hanging her down at floor with her brain racking of one thing in her mind. This was it, it was the final day of her only son leaving. With control. She turned her head above her free shoulder and gazed at a wooden table, not just an inventory. It was a picture frame placed on top of it.

She looked at it for a brief moment as she carefully looked closer by slightly leaning forward her body that brought a loving smile on her upward lip. What made her do this positive expression was a picture frame that had her son smiling, herself standing behind and last a tall red-capped man beside her, placing an arm around her waist and a placed another hand on childhood aged Ash on shoulder, looking like a young, great family together.

She smiled even more than ever as she remembers the times of her loving husband spending time together for years. From their infant year to older adults. She couldn't stop thinking about him of the times they spend in each year until now...she was alone with her son.

A slide memory ran through her mind, she remembers her husband one last time together of her life. picturing a bed, a slide closed eyes and last a rainy day grave...

Up stairs in bright bedroom. Ash was preparing for his first trip of his life to a new region called Kalos. Which he didn't know what it was, but it was exciting to visit there. He puts his own fresh garments out from cupboard and into a green coloured rucksack that was been placed on bed. Zipped open revealing lots of items inside. Neatly piled up.

He takes some tops, trousers and etc (putting lots of things for holiday) with him which it was neatly piled and enough to fit in rucksack. When he was done with everything he needed. He zipped it all closed and lifts it up from bed by using his own strength which was no big deal as his muscle tensed when he lifted it, feeling gravitation of heaviness.

He manages to take the heavy rucksack down stairs after stepping out of his own tidy bedroom. Slowly taking each step at one time, trying not to fall as he successfully lands on hard ground floor. He places the heavy rucksack on floor giving his muscle a quick rest and called his mom, loud enough for him to hear his own voice.

"I'm ready mom" he called out loud, glancing inside living room to see his own mother stepping out with a smile.

"Ready to go Ash" she said. Firmly holding a car keys in her right hand as it made a jingling sound.

Ash nodded in response at her. He gripped on the handle as tight as he could and lifts up his heavy rucksack again in one hand with all his strength and walks out the front door making cold wind breeze in.

Delia shuts the front door after when they were out of the house into a sunny outside. Then they both went to their own parked car, SUV. Unlocking all doors. Ash opens the back booth and safely puts the rucksack in that rested his muscle and then closed it shut. When he did, he goes to the passenger door and takes a seat comfortably beside his mother who was on a driving seat.

Delia clips her seat-belt for safety before inserting her car keys in ignition, turning on engine as it gives a shout of a thunderous roar and drives off by turning a steering wheel in a direction away from the parked curb without getting crashed by other random cars as she now drives down in pallet town with sun glaring bright down at the town, hanging in the clear, inky-blue sky with temperature getting slightly hotter.

Sometimes in each terms. Kanto weathers gets sunny which causes temperate to increase while other times it's raining in cold.

Inside a design SUV. Ash turned his head above his free shoulder and gazes out at a clear opened window that blown right at his tanned skin feeling the warmness peck him while been seated down in passenger seat, getting a full view to watch his last look of pallet town.

He really was going to miss it from the bottom of his heart because it was his home town where he was born and fully raised without a father who passed away when Ash was at a very young age and now, he was confident and determined teenager.

At times. He didn't spend enough time with his own father after he suffered a painful illness that left him leaving the world, but still, Ash thinks of his powerful words echoing in his head.

Don't give up, until the very end.

Throughout his life. Ash greeted local people in streets and met great friends at school. Although, there was one person he totally didn't forget at summer camp since he was just a young positive child. Still, He couldn't think of who it was where he found that small crying person lost in the dark forest, but couldn't remember the facial expression, only those shy, shining, ocean eyes.

Delia was very concentrating on main road without taking her own eyes off it, glimpsing random cars zoom by on the opposite lane, firmly placing her bare hand on plastic steering wheel which manually controlled the car's movement to turn and her foot placed on pedal to drive forward in a high speed. A smile rose as she glimpse at Ash feeling happy yet sad that this was her last days with her only son, abroading to another region.

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After a long driveway with a couple of minutes left to spare before the plane takes off.

Delia and Ash finally arrive just in time at airport, parking SUV in a busy car park alongside various of random transports.

When she finally spotted a clear space and carefully parked it without crashing.

Ash got out from passenger seat. A wave of air sending to his leg after sitting for an hour. After shutting the car door and grabs a hold of his ruck sack from booth. He walks to the airport with his mother beside. Where in sight sees loads of people moving in and out from the busy building.

There was even a couple of yellow-coloured taxi's escorting and picking different aged-citizens. However, to Ash's big surprise. It wasn't just his mother going to say goodbye before he leaves Kanto.

What Ash saw in sight was a teenage person that he already knows was standing outside the auto, sliding glasses doors like he was waiting for someone.

"Gary" Ash called out in distance with a glued wide smile and quickly walks towards his childhood friend after crossing a zebra road with his mother and with a rucksack in his fingerless grip. Holding it firmly by fabric handle against his skin. Gripping it tightly like it won't let go.

Gary clearly heard his original name called out that ringed his perked up ears and turned around in same spot when a smile rises on his lips.

"Hey Ashy-boy" he greeted, getting to see his final farewell of his first friend. He did have time for himself at home after the incident and hospital yesterday of hearing the news of his friend abroad. Still, there was enough time to spare and this was his last.

Ash stops in front of Gary with a couple of steps between each other. Slowly placing his ruck sack on concrete floor leaving him empty handed and gives a big, warm hug to his childhood friend who does the same then departs for some seconds with both plastered smiles on their faces that they get to see each other one last time. However, Gary wasn't alone.

An older person stood still behind Gary back, revealing a tall man just above the two boys, he had dark pale short hair with spike on side, his facial had creases of his own age and was wearing a casual lap outfit. Fitted perfectly on his size.

Ash instantly notices his presence behind Gary and smiled widely of who it was. "Hey, professor oak." he greeted.

Smiled. "Ash my boy, is great to see you." he continued, "But I'm afraid your leaving now. So wish you luck for the very best. Also one thing. Which region you going to?" Professor Oak wanted to know since he knows most region near and far away from Kanto.

"Well" Ash started, "I'm going to a place called Kalos" he answered, really excited to visit the new region he never been too until his mother came and stood beside. Smiling.

"Ah." Oak immediately replied as he knows full well about the place "That really is a great place. I heard it's a region of love" Oak explained shortly. pointing a fore-finger up while sliding his eyes shut.

As soon as he said that. Ash's whole expression changed from happy to complete puzzled of confusion in a second. Wondering on what Oak just mean.

"Erm," he uttered with confusion. Half-himself. "What do you mean by the region of love" he said. Completely confused by the only word 'love' which he doesn't fully understand at all. All he thinks about is to be friend with other people. However, there was a slight chance he can learn about it in the process.

Gary let's out a simple sign and shook his head in disgust, resisting not to face palm, or maybe not even once. "Ashy-boy, you are one of a dense boy that I ever met." He said and lets out a short chuckle.

"What" Ash responded to his friend as he was about to continue on the conversation until suddenly a loud announcement spoke across the busy area from the loud speakers. Giving a full alert to most citizen in airport.

"The flight to Kalos region is about to deport in fifteen minutes. I repeat fifteen minutes"

Ash clearly heard this, so he instantly grabbed his ruck sack by a handle from ground, lifting it up till above his knees while looking at his own family and friend that he was really going to miss.

"Well" he signed. "that's my flight now, I got to go" he said with a smile on his thin lips. ready to leave his accompanies.

"Heh, well. I'll see you again Ashy-boy." Gary said, holding on to a wide smile. Seeing his childhood friend one last time in his sight as they both slide their hands. Giving one last handshake to each other and depart in a second.

"My boy, have a great time in Kalos" Oak said after his nephew.

Ash nodded in response then looked up in sight by taking a little step, turning his body, facing at his mother who was smiling down at him. A real smile as they both get to see one last time.

For a moment. Delia was about to speak out in response until was immediately interrupted by a warm hug from Ash, wrapping his arms around her. She was utterly surprised, but couldn't help by giving out a gentle smile as she slides her arm, gently patting her son on a red baseball cap.

"I'm going to miss you mom" Ash said and soon departs from his mothers caring arms, taking steps away in short distance. Holding onto to the bead of tears that were slightly being overflowed from his hazel eyes resisting to him cry, but stayed it on.

Instantly, He gives a farewell and takes steps away from the waving trio as he heads inside the busy airport and gives out one last final farewell to his friend and family which was his last view of them and heads to the plane that was nearly time to fly.

First he gets scanned from one security, checking him for any harmed equipment which he was completely secured and heads to the plane, leaving Kanto for good and onto a new region.

He steps inside the transport with a bag gripped in his hand and scans around his own surroundings for a spare seat to find, where he later found one beside to an old man who has reading a newspaper in his bare hands, gazing directly at newspaper close by as if he was interested on reading.

Without hesitation or even stuts. Ash carefully places his rucksack on top shelf first successfully with all a his strength and then sits down comfortably next to him without getting the older man turned to him which he was very more focused on newspaper that didn't bother him at all.

Ash ignored the man beside him to do whatever he was doing, he gets headphones from his pocket pants, sliding them out and puts it in both ears properly that was connected to his MP3, listening at just a right volume of a rap song. Relaxing his head against on his soft seat. letting his worked up body rest in silent without control.

Later as a round bright sun was starting to set down. The stretched plane was finally setting off its tracks. Driving on land for moment and immediately lifts off from ground, starting to fly in the air as high as possible with the engine working smoothly and big windmill fans supporting the weight for upthrust, cancelling gravity.

Ash craned and gazed outside through the small, clear window. Watching his hometown zoom out before his auburn eyes. When it did above the high clouds with no land in view, Ash rests back against the soft seat, escaping out a short breath and slides his eyes shut covering the hazel, drifting off into sleep.

This was going to be a long fly.

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Thanks for reading. Hope you liked the chapter. This was a split day so the next chapter will be in the afternoon time. Still, Ash has 30 days to live right now. So see you next time on pierced hearts.