From: Otaku67 <otaku67@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] a past remembered Date: Monday, May 31, 1999 5:18 PM *all pokespeak will be translated Tenchi steped out of the hospital with tons on his mind. Wandering back to the pokemon center, he went to his room and shut the door. Sighing, he laid down on the bed, and thought about everything that had happend in the past month. He checked his watch. It would be a while before he could talk to Natasha again, and he was lonley. He decided to let Nightbird out. She seemed to be a good listiner. /~What wrong Tenchi?~/ "I don't know. So much has happend since that day in Celedon city. You see, that when i met Natasha for the first time. I was a thief at the time, and im ashamed to admit it, but i was planning to steal her pokemon." /~But stealing bad. You not bad~/ "I used to be. Back then, i had an...obsecion with this girl. Her Name was Maria. And..well i thought if i stole, i could impress her and win her love. But when i met Natasha, i just..well, i guess something snapped in me. I could no longer steal. I guess Natasha brought out the goodness in me." /~She nice. You like her?~/ "Yeah, i love her. I guess i always have known that, but was afraid to admit it to myself. But now, its time to close the chapter on my old life." He stood up, and walked over to the closet. Taking out the gun and various weapons, he tossed them in a plastic bag and deposited the bag in a garbage pail. /~Why have all those before?~/ "I guess i felt i needed them as protection. But now, all i need is love." TBC -otaku67 Dejavu strikes when you least expect it. And it packs one helluva punch Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to Microsoft. Microsoft leads to suffering Pikachu: NiAk. Ash: Pikachu, did you get into my weed again?