From: Omega <MiraiNoHikage@hotmail.com> Subject: [PW!] Death and Rebirth Date: Saturday, October 09, 1999 3:48 PM Spectre sat in a bar. ... "What?" ... "Where am I?" ... "I....I was going to Cinnabar....Kat's still alive!" ... "...Is she?" ... "IS SHE?!" ------------------- Love, Me Part 1 ------------------- "If you get there before I do..." Spectre looked around in the darkness, trying to find where the hauntingly beautiful voice was coming from. "...Don't give up on me..." His fists clenched briefly. "I'll meet you when my chores are through..." Something, maybe a memory lost in the confusion, resurfaced. It couldn't be though. She was dead. She couldn't be controlling him. She couldn't BE HERE. "I don't know how long I'll be..." No...there was no mistaking the voice. She was here. Somewhere. "But I'm not going to let you down..." He covered his ears and dropped to the ground, trying to keep the voice out. "Darling wait and see..." No.....no.... "And between now and then..." No...no...no.... "...Till I see you again...." "No no no no no...." "...I'll be loving you..." "Nononononononono..." "Love, me." "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Light flashed all around him, and he was standing in a crater. The landscape was nearly completely red. Dark clouds filled the sky. Wreckage and death was all around him. "Koko wa...?" Another flash, and he stood in a graveyard. Rain poured down from above. Lightning crashed in the distance. He stared down at the tombstone. "No.." He took a step back. This was all a dream, this was all a dream, this was all... He snapped out of it to see a hand grasping his ankle. Hand? It was...poking up from the gr.. "Oh god..." A second hand pushed it's way from beneath the soaking ground, pulling the upper torso above-ground. "No..." The rotting flesh, the foul odor, the complete insanity of it all...but he knew. It was Kat. The near-bare skull looked up at him, the jaw slouched, and it screamed. Flash. Lightning...? No, it couldn't have been. Zapdos? Probably. True to form, and the third time it had appeared before him, stood the legendary bird. It crackled with energy, lightning sparked from it's wings up to the heavens. "It's you. It's been you all along, hasn't it?" The only response gotten was the icy stare from two cold eyes. "Why have you been doing this to me?!" Nothing in reply. "ANSWER ME!" Flash. Ceiling. Roof. Something soft....under him. Bed. Sheets. No blanket. He liked the cold. Flash. Same room? No. Everything was covered in ice. "Where am I?" Flash. Island. Red? He slowly sat up. "Cinnabar.." On fire. The flames engulfed buildings. "No...." People ran, screaming. He saw something up above. "No....." It was...himself. Fighting Moltres. But...but that meant... He spun around, and stood face to face with Kat. "Hiya Spec..." "Kat...?" "Hai." "...you're dead." "Hai." The flesh peeled away, revealing a skull. "Why can't I die?" "Because you have a mission to finish." Screaming skulls, talking skulls...this was ridiculous. "Mission?" "Hai." "What mission?" "You'll understand. Soon." There was a flash of light...and he was sitting on a dock at Cinnabar. Alone. "Scyther...?" ... "Kat...?" ... "Someone....help me." -- Reg