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Hi everyone! I’m Riachu, and I’ll be your author for this evening. Before we get started, I’d like to remind you this story is rated PG-13, for some violence, language and mild mature content. Nothing too bad, though. I’d also like to remind you hardcore pokemonees that I did screw with the characters ages a bit, so Ash and Misty are 13, and Brock and Team Rocket are all 14. And another thing, I don’t own anyone but the inhabitants of Crystal Paradise, all I own is this coat I’m wearing so PLEASE DON’T SUE! Concessions are in the lobby, so lets get this show started!!

Ash and Misty stood side-by-side on the raft, staring with fear at the Gyarados roaring for its comrades to join it in dragon rage, the Gyarados’ ultimate attack. Ash gulped, their fates now hanging in limbo.

" No one’s ever escaped from dragon rage…" Misty said with uncertainty. Brock stood defiantly beside Ash, sharing the same thoughts he did.

" No matter what happens, no one lets go." Ash said. Brock and Misty nodded. Ash turned to Pikachu, who was also staring at the growing cyclone.

" Pikapika, pikapikachu." (I’m not going to run cringing into that horrible ball. I stay with you till the end.)

Ash felt Misty’s fingertips brush the inside of his palm as she reached for his hand. He took her hand and intertwined their fingers. Brock did the same. Pikachu ran up to his master and clung to his chest. Ash released Brock long enough to zip his coat around Pikachu. They stood facing the cyclone ready to be swept away. Team Rocket, who had been lying unconscious, was starting to stir. Jessie and James looked up at the same time, their stomachs twisting when they saw it.

The waterspout ripped through the raft like wet paper, and swept our heroes and Team Rocket into the air. Ash, Misty, Brock and Pikachu clung to each other for dear life as the wind-increased miles per moment. Misty opened her mouth to scream out the pain the pressure of the wind caused her. Ash saw tears spring from her eyes, and immediately be ripped from her face. He couldn’t stand to see her like that. He let go of her hand long enough to move his grip to her elbow, then to her shoulder. She turned her eyes, and he pulled her into him. She wrapped her arms tightly around his chest and buried her face in his shirt near Pikachu. Brock grasped the two in a bear hug with his older, stronger arms.

" Hold on!! Don’t let go!!" Brock yelled over the screaming wind. They were now dozens of stories in the air, holding onto each other for dear life. The wind picked up more speed, and Ash struggled to stay conscious. He could feel Misty’s tears seeping through his shirt.

Ash tried to hug her tighter, but a huge gust of wind tore the three apart. They all screamed as they were each blown individually into the tornado.