No POV
Over two years ago
Cilan watched his friends awkwardly. They haven't talked to each other since they left the pokemon center. He looked at their pokemon, both of them reflecting their trainers actions. But he didn't see in them anger, sadness.
As they entered the forest, Cilan's face lit up once again. „You know, this road reminds me of a poem I heard a while back. Would you like to hear it?"
Both Ash and Iris didn't reply, Ash looked down and Iris let out a sigh. „Sure Cilan." Iris replied.
Cilan smiled, his pokeball opening revealing Pansage and he started to speak, everything around them going silent for a moment as he spoke.
„In the heart of a lonely forest deep,
Where secrets and shadows softly creep,
There winds a gravel road, untamed and wild,
Leading to a vista, serene and beguiled.
Along this path, the trees stand tall,
Their whispers echo, a haunting call,
But onward still, the wanderer goes,
Drawn by the promise of a sight that glows¨
At last, the road unveils its pri-„
„ze,
Yet darkness lurks, a cunning guise,
For in the shadows, secrets hide,
And whispered lies, in darkness bide."
Cilan's words were stolen by another person. The group stopped in their tracks, looking around for the person who interrupted him.
„Pika!" Ash looked at Pikachu. Pikachu was pointing ahead of them.
There stood a shadow figure with white hair and face covered with mask.
„Who are you?" Iris asked, slowly reaching for pokeball but before she could touch it, Axew fell out her hair unconscious. „Axew!"
At the same moment, a dagger appeared under her chin stopping her from doing anything. She could only see an arm holding her. She looked at Cilan, hoping he would be able to send out pokemon to attack, but he was in the same situation. She could see the similiar person, same white hair and black clothes.
Ash watched, trying to think of what to do next. He held unconscious Pikachu with a small needle in his back.
He looked at the person, that was slowly walking to him. He never felt something like this from a person. Whenever he tried to move, it was like the glare was stopping him. He couldn't find the reason why.
„That, what you feel, is our bloodlust. Bloodlust to kill the person responsible for ours leader fall into insanity." Ash looked back up and this time that person stood right before him. He was so fast he couldn't see him coming so close.
„Person, that is such a failure that can't even move just from our stare." Said the person holding Iris.
„I-I won't let you hurt my friends!" Ash yelled and grabbed his pokeball finally. But before he could do anything, he felt a slight taps over his boddy and fell on the ground the same way as their pokemon.
„Ash!" Cilan and Iris yelled.
„Don't worry the two of you. He isn't dead, yet. That will come yet." As the third person tried to grab him, a dagger flew in front of his hand, stopping him. „Seriously? Retreat. We are taking those two."
As the next daggers flew in, struggling Iris and Cilan were gone in a flash with the trio enemies.
Next to Ash's limp body landed group of ninjas.
„What should we do next Hanzo?" asked one of the ninjas.
„We must return back to the village. My father tasked us to search the area and return back with new information. We will take the boy with us. They want him for a reason. Let's find out why." Hanzo said, picking up Ash's limp body.
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