The crescent moon shone brightly in the dark night sky when Ash and Misty finally reached the docks. His hand nervously letting go of the wheel, Ash switched off the car's ignition and glanced out the window. There seemed to be a long figure standing near the water's edge, completely alone. 'That must be her...' Ash thought, deciding to classify this mysterious person as a woman due to her voice.
"Are...are you sure we should do this? You don't know what'll happen..." Misty whispered into Ash's ear, "You didn't even bring a gun or any kind of weapon to protect yourself..." Her entire body was shivering.
Ash gave Misty a reassuring smile and replied, "Don't worry. I'll have everything under control, okay? I promise I'll be safe..." Kissing Misty once on the lips, Ash swung open the car door and stepped out. Even though he tried to look brave, his heart was pounding fast and he was covered in sweat. 'I...I could really get myself killed here...'
The figure up ahead glanced over her shoulder and hissed, "...Ah. You made it. I was getting worried you wouldn't come..." Ash tried once again to think of who was the owner of that voice, but he still came up empty.
Putting on a tough face, Ash smirked and said, "C'mon...who wouldn't say 'no' to come out to the docks in the middle of the night to meet a killer who hates me for some reason?" His sarcasm didn't seem very well-appreciated.
After a few moments of silence, the female figure finally asked, "...Tell me, are you still confused on my true identity?" Before Ash could reply, though, the figure stepped forward until she was close enough to be visible in the car's headlights. Pulling down her hood, the figure revealed herself to be...
Kanata.
Ash's eyes widened in shock as a sudden explosion of memories flowed through his mind. 'Kanata...that girl with short purple hair and a Grumpig...she was a coordinator, just like May...' Now, after so many years, her purple hair had grown past her shoulders and her face was devoid of any innocence she once possessed long ago.
"You're...Kanata, aren't you?" Ash asked, his mind still numb from shock. Misty, however, who had never met Kanata, just continued to watch through the car window in complete confusion. Smirking at Ash's expression, Kanata said, "What's wrong? Were you hoping for it to be...May?"
"What? May? What...what are you talking about?" Ash was shocked enough to see that Paul's killer was really Kanata, but why would he possibly think that it was May, who was dead now? The purple-haired woman's reaction to Ash's question was also quite shocking, too.
Kanata's face scrunched up in anger and she screamed, "You bastard! You heartless...bastard! How could you have possibly forgotten about what happened between you and May? Hell, how could you have forgotten that it's YOUR fault she's dead! If you had just accepted her, she would still be alive right now! It's your fault...it's your fault the girl I loved is dead!"
'Kanata loved May, huh? Why am I not surprised...?' For some reason, this sudden realization on Kanata's part made Ash feel calmer. Clutching the sides of her head as if in pain, Kanata continued to ramble about in her insanity. Ash just stood there and listened in silence.
"Fuck you! Fuck you and that stuck-up whore in your car over there! You can all go to hell, do you hear? May...she deserved better! How could she have fallen in love with you of all people? You're nothing! You wouldn't be able to make May happy! Only I could make May happy! Only me! We belonged together, but you had to go and ruin everything! Why did you hurt her so, Ash Ketchum? Why?"
Gulping down a huge wad of spit, Ash replied, "Kanata...I'm sorry, but I just couldn't bring myself to love May. I didn't even want to TRY and love her. She came onto me when me and Misty were almost an official couple, hoping that I would fall for someone with a much curvier body, but...it's the person inside that counts, Kanata. That's...that's why I couldn't love May..."
This seemed to have pissed off Kanata more than before. Pulling out her gun, she aimed the barrel directly at Misty and screeched, "IT'S YOUR FAULT! IT'S YOUR FAULT!" Realizing what was going to happen, Ash reached into his pocket, quickly pulled out something silver, and aimed it right at Kanata's chest.
It was a pistol. A Browing 9-Millimeter High Power Pistol, to be exact. The edges of the slender gun gleamed in the moonlight. Misty's eyes widened in shock when she saw the weapon in Ash's hands. 'He...he didn't tell me that he brought a gun!' the orange-haired beauty thought nervously, hoping that Ash really wasn't planning on shooting Kanata. At most, he could just scare her off...
"If you don't put down your gun in the next thirty seconds, Kanata...I'll shoot you dead!"
Ash had never looked so serious about anything in his life as he did right now. He was willing to do anything to protect Misty...even kill someone. After a few seconds, Kanata smirked and her gun slipped out of her grip. Ash let out a sigh of relief and lowered his pistol to the ground.
"You're impressive, Ash Ketchum. Your love for Misty reminds me much of my feelings for May. Unfortunately..." As she continued talking, Kanata began to slowly walk backwards until she was standing close to the edge of the dock. "Unfortunately...unlike me, you finally have the person you love, but...so will I, too...soon enough..."
Removing the robes she was wearing, Kanata revealed she had several rectangle-shaped weights tied to her body. Still smiling, Kanata took one more step back...and fell into the water. Letting out a cry, Ash ran forward and looked down into the pitch-black ocean before him. A few bubbles rose to the surface and then...nothing.
"...Is she...?" Misty asked with a quivering voice as she stepped out of the car and walked up next to Ash, who was trembling. Ash nodded once before dropping onto his knees and cry.
"M-Maybe...maybe it was my fault...my fault that May died...my fault that May had to go and kill all those people, even her little brother Max...all my fault..."
Misty wrapped a comforting arm around Ash and whispered, "No...it wasn't your fault. It wasn't your fault..."
Even in the darkness, Zoey could make out the mansion slowly coming into view. As she came closer and closer, her car picking up speed, a evil smirk formed on Zoey's lips. Reaching to the car seat beside her, she grabbed the handle of the pistol she bought earlier that day.
The mansion she was driving to...was the one place where she is judged completely and utterly on character alone...
It was her home...it was her parents' home.
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