From: Ncnc123 <ncnc123@aol.com> Subject: Re: [PW!] [Attn: Shard, Ncnc123] New beginnings? Date: Thursday, February 03, 2000 4:55 PM >Sneakers purred as he walked over to Splash. "I almost feel sorry for you. >But you're so gullible, obstinate, and altogether stupid... It's amazing >you've >lasted this long. But love has its casualties, like any other war. My only >regret is that I don't get to finish you myself." > >With that, Sneakers slashed Splash in the face and ran to a convenint point >to >watch the situation play out. Splash gasped for air. Ivysaur's vines wrapped around him and grew tighter and tighter. He coughed again. Splash was running out of air. He didn't have much time left. Splash's Mr. Mime realized that he was in trouble. Even though Splash had stolen it from its rightful trainer in a fit of rage after his Mankey had been killed, Mr. Mime's trainer had forgiven Splash for the theft, and had given him to Splash. He had been a pretty good trainer too. He hadn't shown any of the rage that time. He had been nice. Mr. Mime had to repay him. It would save Splash from the part poison Pokemon, and then... and then... and then they would go from there. Splash was barely conscious when Mr. Mime used its confusion attack on the Ivysaur. Ivysaur dropped Splash in suprise, allowing him to catch his breath. Mr. Mime then encased Ivysaur in a invisible wall, similar to the one Murasaki was encased in, but with one diffrence. Mr. Mime didn't put a roof on the cage of the Ivysaur. After it was done, Splash called Mr. Mime back into its Pokeball. His eyes were full of tears. Murasaki... didn't she care for him anymore? She could have killed him. "Okay, Murasaki," Splash began, his voice shaking. "I'll leave you guys alone if you do two things for me. First of all, I need..." Murasaki leaned against the wall of her prison, eager to hear what would make the brat leave her alone forever. "...To take a picture of you, so that I will always remember you." Splash pulled out a camera from his pockets, and held it over his head. Murasaki and everyone fell flat on their faces, then jumped up to their feet. Splash snapped a picture of Murasaki, and then prepared for the second request he had of her. He walked up close to Murasaki, almost against the invisible wall. His eyes filled with tears again, as he asked her the question. "Back in September, at Brock's Diner, did you really care about me then?" TBC....? --------------------- AIM: ncnc123 Computer crashed. Lost ICQ and my web--site info. e-mail: ncnc123@aol.com -------------------- It took me 3 months to figure out how to set my signature, and only now do I realize that I have nothing to say in it.