Pokemon Dark Mirror Chapter 2The first stop the group made was the antique shop. "There's something I need to check quickly", Alyx had explained. The group was happy to oblige.Pokemon Dark Mirror Chapter 2 by Shadymissionary
The shop wasn't a souvenir stand like the other places the objects for sale were strange, ancient, and expensive. The shopkeeper was pleased to see Alyx again, and very interested by Ash's resemblence. He was a huge man with a thick beard, so thick you couldn't see his face. Alyx wasn't here to shop, however. She browsed the antiques briefly, touching a few of them. The others just stared at the bizarre things for sale.
"So, where were you born, Ash?" Alyx abruptly asked.
"Oh, Pallet Town."
"Then the sibling theory is completely disproved. I've lived here all my life."
Alyx moved towards a large shelf where a scented tea set had been hung up. "Is your family still in Pallet Town?"
"Yeah, my mom's always calling. Keeps asking me if I've changed my underwear. Heh heh. Mothers."
"I wouldn't know " Alyx mumbled,
Pokemon Dark Mirror Chapter 3In the town square was a large statue of the town's founder, Kal Mayhews. He was a tall, handsome man, at least according to the sculptor. A small plaque read 'In Loving Memory of our Founder.'Pokemon Dark Mirror Chapter 3 by Shadymissionary
"Why 'In Memory', mommy?" a little girl asked her mother.
"He left a few years ago." Her mommy answered.
"You mean he died." Alyx corrected her.
The three were standing in the small crowd surrounding the battle square, which had been quickly cleared for Ash and Misty's quick battle. Brock had volunteered to be referee. The two children squared off against each other like Western gunslingers, with the expectant crowd watching them.
"This will be a one-on-one Pokemon battle between Ash Ketchum and Misty Williams! They will each choose one Pokemon, and they will fight until either Pokemon is unable to battle."
"Loser buys dinner!" Misty suddenly added.
"Hope you got plenty of money, cause I'm starving!" Ash cheerfully retorted.
"Let the battle begin!" Brock boomed over the cheering crowd.
Pokemon Dark Mirror chapter 1The woods around Kalville were very thick, and it was several miles from the next town. Too far to walk, even for a journeyman or Pokemon trainer. That was why the bus was the most popular way to get into the town. It was a huge bus, but it was packed full of trainers chattering about the tournament they had all been formally invited to.Pokemon Dark Mirror chapter 1 by Shadymissionary
Among this crowd were four children, who had been fortunate enough to find seats all together. A girl with long brown hair tied in a bandana, an older boy with squinted eyes, and a smaller child with glasses were enjoying the passing scenery. A boy with thick black hair, a baseball cap and jeans was holding his invitation in front of his eyes, proudly reciting.
"Dear Ash Ketchum we have seen your skills in Pokemon Battling competitions and are very impressed. We would like to cordially invite you to our fair city of Kalville, for our annual Battle Competition, where you will face off against many trainers of your skill. You will also enjoy a discount a
Pokemon Dark Mirror prologue The definition of a monster is subjective.Pokemon Dark Mirror prologue by Shadymissionary
The dictionary understanding of a monster is something inhuman. However, the variety of monsters, fictional and real, is so complex and deep that the simple dictionary definition becomes obsolete almost immediately. There is only one known way to organize 'monsters' as a whole, dividing them into three categories.
There are what are called 'Pocket Monsters'. Pokemon, for short. Creatures wielding the very elements and using them for powerful combat, and yet can be tamed. Befriended. Commanded. By children, no less.
Children such as Ash Ketchum. He is young. Brave. Inexperienced, by the standards of many. In truth, however, he has seen far more than any of his rivals could dream. He has ridden on the back of legends, fought with the gods themselves, and triumphed over impossible adversity. And he is still but a child.
The second class of monster is 'human monsters'. Those draped in the skin of men, but with blackest hearts, eager to pervert