Inner Strength part 19Bayleef! Ash managed to shout out.Inner Strength part 198 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But she was already long gone by that time. Ash could see the Pokémon still trying to run out of sight from him.
Wait, Bayleef! Please! shouted out Ash again.
He needed to follow her, to try to explain how this all happened. But why would she be so mad? Why is she so upset? Was it because of his son?
Ash dashed out the door and outside, still holding his son in his arms. He had no time to think, but he definitely did not want to leave Xander alone with James. Pikachu, at least, has Mr. Mime with him, so he should be okay.
Pikachu! Ash had just about forgot about his own first Pokémon! Should he have left him there? Once again, theres Mr. Mime, but Ash just couldnt shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen once again.
Okay, first things first, thought Ash. Ill go talk to Bayleef, hopefully get her to understand and find out hat was wrong with her, then Ill come back
The Future of DeviantART?The Future of DeviantART?11 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Over the course of the last 23 months as a deviant, I've seen some things that most others never get the chance to, and I've seen the highs and lows of the community. I've seen the transfer from version to version with the each new August; I've seen what it's like to be a deviant; I've seen what it's like to wear the staff hat as well; I've even seen being banned. But, I ask you this: Why am I still here? What makes me keep coming back here, and supporting this place so strongly? What it is I'm yet to find properly and define, but I know for sure, it's slowly dwindling away, fading into the distant memories of better times when deviantART was simply the best website around without the slightest shadow of a doubt. No'urdays, community seems to be taking a backseat to the corporate ventures the site seems to be undertaking at an exponentially quick rate. With every passing day, a new move towards turning dA into exactly what it is not: a corporation.
When it was founded in 2000, t
Inner Strength part 10Ash stared at the wide, blue waters of the vast river that laid before him. The light from the sun was reflecting itself on the waters, making it glitter.Inner Strength part 109 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ash relaxed. It's been so long since he had been home that he had forgotten how beautiful this place is. If Team Aqua was hiding here, they chose a very good spot.
Ash turned towards the voice. It was May, and standing beside her was her Squirtle.
"I think we're ready," said May.
Ash nodded and walked up to Squirtle.
"Okay, Squirtle. We need you to go into that river and look for anything suspicious. Got it?" said Ash.
"Squirtle squirt, squirtle squirtle squirt?" asked Squirtle, slightly confused.
"We're not real sure of what exactly we are looking for. Just tell us if you see something out of the ordinary," said Ash.
Squirtle was still a little confused, but shrugged his shoulders and walked to the edge of the river. From there, he jumped up into the air, spun 360 degrees, and dived into the water with very little slashing in
Inner Strength part 12Ash looked around. Darkness, the all too familiar darkness of Artemis mind.Inner Strength part 129 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Welcome back, Ash.
Ash turned around. There stood Artemis, still in his black, hooded cloak.
It has been awhile since we have last met, he said.
Ash didnt like this. Going back into Artemis mind was never a good thing.
What do you want now? asked Ash.
I want to apologize for before, said Artemis.
Apologize? This is weird.
Yes, apologize. I know that last time I did not control my emotions like I usually do. I am still not sure how that happened, so I apologize for what I did and hope that nothing bad became of it.
Became of it? He was mad enough to kill Ash! And now hes apologizing? Somethings going on here, Artemis wasnt the kind to do something like this.
Um . . . thats fine . . . I guess, but why did you get so mad? asked Ash, confused.
There was a small silence between them, then Art
Inner Strength part 11"How are we supposed to do that?" asked Ash, still in shock.Inner Strength part 119 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You know just as well as I do, Ash," answered May.
"There has to be another way to do this besides sending kids into an HQ filled with people that want each of you dead. We should call the police or the army or something!" said Prof. Oak, freaking out that kids have to go on a suicide mission.
"We can't call the police," explained Max. "Remember when we told you how we ended up in jail?"
"I still don't understand that! None of you are old enough to even be in that jail. You and May should have been in Juvenile Hall if you actually did anything that bad," said Oak.
"That tells you something else," stated Brock. "It seems that Team Aqua can control everything the police does. Maybe Team Magma can too, for all we know."
"How is that possible? You can't just command all of the police departments," said Oak.
All these questions where spinning in Ash's head. Being turned into a Pikachu was a big thing when this all started, now th
Inner Strength part 1Inner Strength part 19 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Inner Strength- part 1
Okay, most of you know the characters of the story, but for the other characters, I'll tell you about them.
So the story goes, Ash, May, Brock, Max, and Pikachu are walking along the trail to the nearest city... Which is for some reason, is taking a long, long, long, long time.
"Boy, wonder why it's taking so long just to get to a one mile away city," said Ash.
"Maybe we went the wrong way?" said Brock.
"Hey! Maybe that's it!" shouted May.
It was a city, but it was a very odd city. There where some people, but they all just stood there, smiling, and the houses were all the same color. In fact, all the people had the same clothes, hair dew, and it even looked like they had the same smile! As Ash and the others walked closer to the town, they noticed that everyone was looking at them, weirdly.
"They look like people," said Max.
"I think they're breathing," said Ash.
"But why are they staring at us?" said May.
"Pikachu," said Pikachu on top of Ash's shoulder.
Inner Strength part 9"Here? In Pallet Town?!" asked Ash, even though he already knew the answer.Inner Strength part 99 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Prof. Oak slowly nodded his head while still gazing at the holographic map. He then walked up to the machine that made the map and pressed some buttons. The machine blinked a little and turned the holographic map off. After about two seconds, the map came back, but with the word SEARCHING in bold, red letters across the map.
Ash watched as the map kept zooming in at spots that could hold Team Aqua. It zoomed in again, and again, and again, and again, until Ash had to look away from the map to try to keep his head from spinning. All that zooming in must have made him dizzy somehow.
"Target found," said a computerized voice from the machine that projected the map.
Prof. Oak stared at the map with question and wonder.
"That's impossible," muttered the professor to himself.
"What? What's impossible?" asked Ash, unable to see clearly from his angle and his dizzy head.
Oak reached out a hand to press a button. When h
Inner Strength part 2Since I don't know how to make words turn italic, I'll just use these handy-dandy things < >.Inner Strength part 29 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ash's eyes opened.
Ash looked around, he was in one of the spare rooms of a Pokecenter. He has been to one of these before, no biggy. There was May, sleeping on a bed, and Brock and Max are sleeping on two other beds, but why was he on the floor? And why does he feel something grabbing his arm?
Ash looked to his side and saw Misty II.
thought May. Officer Jenny jumped out of her car and saw May. Officer Jenny said something into her walky-talky, and walked into the Pokecenter, towards her. She looked angry for some reason as she walked over to May. She said something, but the aftershock from the sonic boom in May's ears wouldn't let her hear Officer Jenny.
Then Officer Jenny got out her cuffs and hand cuffed May's hands.
Ash's eyes opened...again.
He looked around:
Inner Strength part 5Ash pulled his tail out of May's grip, ran out of the Pokecenter, and darted towards the forest with May right behind him. Brock and Max where still with Misty II and Pichu in the Pokecenter.Inner Strength part 59 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ash ran into a clearing right beside the Pokecenter, when Ray appeared right in front of him.
Ray waved away some of the blue smoke that was left behind from teleporting and looked at Ash. Ash looked at Ray and started to think to himself, This can not be happening.
"Hello, Ash," said Ray.
Ash looked back at the forest and thought about Pikachu.
"I don't have time for this!" shouted Ash and ran to the forest.
"Hey, wait! I have to br-," started Ray, but Ash was already running into the forest and completely forgetting about him.
Ray stood there for a second, thinking that Ash was going to fight him willingly. Then started walking towards the forest that Ash had just ran into.
May saw Ray walking towards the forest and saw his Team Aqua uniform, so she knew that he was going to hurt Ash. So, she tr
Inner Strength part 8"What? Prof. Oak? No way!" said Ash as he looked at the screen.Inner Strength part 89 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Well, apparently, yes way. Says here that he researched on it for about 20 years, then he quit," said Brock.
"Why did he quit?" asked May.
"Doesn't say," said Brock.
Ash wasn't sure if this was true. A lot of times, the internet will make up stuff for entertanment. This could just be another hoax.
"How can we be sure if this is true?" asked Ash.
"Only one way to find out," said Brock and got out of his seat.
Brock, accompanied by the other friends, walked over to the telephone and dialed Prof. Oak's number. The screen, instead of showing the professor, had a blank screen.
"Prof. Oak is not available. If you still want to talk to him, please press five and you will be put on hold. If you would like to leave a message, please press eight and say your message after the beep. Thank you," said a computer voice from the telephone.
Brock pressed five and waited.
"Please hold. Would you like to listen to some music while you wait
Inner Strength part 3I would like to dedicate these chapters to the people who died at Virginia Tech. May their souls rest in peace.Inner Strength part 39 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Darkness. Complete darkness. No light.
Thought Ash. He could see himself, but everything else was covered with complete darkness.
Ash remembered Misty shooting him.
"Hello, Ash," said a familiar voice.
Ash looked for where the sound came from. He looked behind him and saw Artemis.
The darkness covered everything, but Ash could still see himself and Artemis. Artemis was still wearing his black cloak and the hood over his head, so Ash still couldn't see his face.
"How are you today?" said Artemis.
"Not doing so good, thanks to you. Did you bring me here? Where am I?" asked Ash.
"This is my mind," said Artemis.
"How did I get here?" asked Ash.
"When you are asleep, I can bring you into my mind, so I can talk to you," said Artemis.
"I'm asleep? Did Misty make me go to sleep?" asked Ash.
"I don't know, all I know is that you are asleep," said Artemis.
"Um, okay...Why is so dark in
God Is DeadGod Is Dead11 years ago in Humor More Like This
God's robes flapped around him as he looked over the edge and onto the street below.
"Don't do it! Don't do it!" cried the security guard behind him.
God said nothing, climbing onto the raised edge of the building. Five storeys below, people were beginning to take notice.
"Jesus Christ! Look!
"Oh my god!"
"Where's my camera?"
He turned and faced the security guard, who stopped walking and gazed upon the face of God. He'd been crying.
"But... why? You've got so much to live for..."
God gave a wan smile. "So have all of you."
He spread his arms wide, closed his eyes and breathed a deep sigh, falling back and off the building.
* * *
A crowd was gathering around the black, sticky mess that remained of What-Once-Was Our Lord.
"Is he dead?"
"Who is it?"
"Where's my camera?"
The bystander effect was operating at maximum efficiency, causing everyone to just stand there and looked at the mangled remains. Presently, however, a fine upstan
the gardenthe garden10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in the garden
death or life?
to drip drop
upon the cold and
in the hour
the light and the darkness
one tortured will
new lights of the
by those tear-filled
so sadly wise
clothed with relieving sighs
. . . in white . . .
will be beaten
spit upon and
for the crops
I had come to
now they're here
not to be near
lie by me and
in this garden
all has died
grown . . .
DeathThe best way to dieDeath2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The worst way to die
Is without any regrets,
Is with so many regrets,
Quickly and painlessly,
Slowly and painfully,
Having lived a full life
Having not lived at all
And ready to ascend into the heavens.
And unprepared to fall into hell.
There is nothing left on earth
There is so much left on earth
For us to do.
Death has come to redeem us,
Death has come to capture us,
And we are ready for him,
And we try to hide from him,
As our hearts are clean.
As we have secrets.
We will be remembered
We will be forgotten
By our loved ones
and also the world.
A legacy and memory we have lef
A Soulful ConnectionA Soulful Connection11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Soulful Connection
They're open now, discharging their energy.
You are awake, liberating your soul.
Your fortitude flourishes in the bright of day.
Skywards you look, dilating the exit.
Their blue hues match the vast cyan sky.
Their roaming gazes stare at stars hidden by light.
The hypnotic view given forth
captures any and all wondering souls.
When this gaze is laid upon another,
their gaze is returned to admire this beauty
for no one has seen windows that match the sky.
Radiance glistens, beaming forth your good nature.
Rays from the sun: mere beams that shine,
rays from the windows: a charming spectacle.
The dusk now comes to uncover the stars.
Stare at them, they replenish your faith
that someone is out there with a matching gaze.
You snap back to reality, signaling fatigue.
Back to bed you go to secure the windows.
Your eyelids are heavy. They want to shut.
Slowly the exit is blocked from view
sealing your spirit in its prison of blue.
Don't Rock the BoatDon't Rock the Boat11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tease, point and laugh, call them names. Don't ever stick up for them: Don't rock the boat.
Laugh, smile and nod, never speak about your personal problems. Don't show your emotional psychosis: Don't rock the boat.
Deny, lie and smirk, don't do what's right. Follow everything they tell you to: Don't rock the boat.
Speak out, take a stand, shun corrupted authority. Never compromise yourself: Dare to rock the boat.
CourageCourage11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lay low neck rough against
The sand bags that sage
With the weight of the sun
As one by one
The bullets zip and slip
Into the safety of a sand bag crypt
Automatic machine gun lays low on his lap
The resting place for one hand
The other grips a handful of sand
In camp they told him
His gun was his woman all that he had
They obviously didn't know the relentless
Love of a dad
Before he went they had pot roast and wine
Justin was already long asleep in his bed
"Baby you have to know I'll be fine"
All she could think was what will I do if he's dead
It didn't take long before her eyes glazed with mist
He knew no matter how much she cried
It was her that he would truly miss
It was a difficult reality to face, contemplate
He flipped through Photos deciding which picture to take
He chose the one with neat writing in pen
The one taken by John one of his best men
You mean the world to me
Below the heart written love Kimberly
The morning he left it started to rain
But all her rain stor
But in absence of the heartBut in absence of the heart10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want elongated days
or shadows that curve & stalk round corners
or even segmented hours,
the next one unattainable.
I never look too far forward
in fear of
the second after eternity
and then nothing will go to plan.
Atop a hill that whispers to the clouds
there lies valleys only seen from here,
valleys usually pathways trodden
to see this monstrous mound
(and not so deep at all).
And gloomy seas set in feathered cliffs,
the rocks are sharp to touch
but from the shore
are statuesque and sculpted
by indecisive tides
that tease my toes
in knowledge they have seen the hidden seabed
& I have not.
I wonder if the deeper sand
is swished around like the sand upon the shore
never here or there
or sometimes taken away
& never seen again.
There are no stories to be told
with each survivor engulfed
and persuaded (only by distance)
to ensure they are secrets kept.
Or if the grains of sand between my toes
have seen it all
but dare not speak
the plasticized quantum theorythe plasticized quantum theory10 years ago in Open More Like This
une voleur honteux
slip of the tongue
in each saturated pore
spectrum rehearses its symphony
crooked whispers of a flute
a glimpse of blue infinitude
quiets the confines of los alamos
¿quién es él? eso piensa
paralysis in the peristalsis
jewel in the vitreous humor
until it watercolors
the poison of psyche
papillae the plagues
oxidizing ash and ember
a quivering effigy
splinters the moon
the mirrored hand exhales
swept the epileptic ceiling
dissolving tendrils of mahogany
detached from the retina
tranquil, the deception
the film frame fades
captured in the mercury
ScratchingScratching12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I scratch at
the wall I built
around my heart
your way in
the other side
to pull me
I leave behind
AnimiaAnimia10 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I wasnt saying sorry
I just wanted to be
Why must I destroy
everything that I employ
in the growing foliage
all the fussing and the fighting
and theyll be no good night and
its all just the same
so I cannot watch this
up their wish
the way they exist
so barman pour me another drink
a non conformist
call it what you will
on the rocks with a twist
and I am just
as animic as I can take
I cant feel my veins
and I am too drained
to switch myself off
to turn myself away
I have no control
over this way
so yeh when Im going down there
Ill be down here with the fuss
and with all my fake selves
theyll be no room for us
because as somebody
trying to make it
in the world
as a boy,
as a girl
it doesnt matter
when life is only earth
and youre growing in the dirt
pretty colours do not fade
only the real
not the fake
dont up the make
up that that make
god chose you just the way