12. The Sevestar Prince Darker Version

Chapter 99

The news of Goodshow's retirement spreads like wildfire, igniting a frenzy of speculation and excitement among Pokémon trainers and enthusiasts alike. Whispers and murmurs echo through the corridors of the Pokémon League Association headquarters, weaving a tapestry of uncertainty and anticipation.

Amidst this whirlwind of change, a palpable tension hangs in the air, especially among certain leaders who know deep down that their actions during the gym inspections might have sealed their fate. The atmosphere in the boardrooms and meeting halls crackles with unease as discussions veer toward the implications of Goodshow's departure and the unexpected shift of power to Ash.

Gathered in hushed circles, executives exchange nervous glances, their expressions betraying a mix of apprehension and regret. "Did you hear about Goodshow?" one executive whispers, eyes darting around as if fearing eavesdroppers. "And Ash taking over... it's going to be a whole new ball game."

Others nod in silent agreement, their thoughts racing with the realization that their past decisions and behaviors might come back to haunt them in this new era of leadership. The weight of responsibility and accountability settles heavily on their shoulders, casting a shadow over their once-confident demeanor.

Meanwhile, outside the confines of the headquarters, trainers and fans buzz with excitement, eager to see what changes and challenges await in the wake of Goodshow's retirement and Ash's ascension. The world of Pokémon feels alive with anticipation, poised on the brink of transformation.

Serena sits at a corner table in the cozy ambiance of the Honey Café, her sunglasses shielding her from prying eyes and masking the tears that threaten to betray her emotions. She watches the bustling crowd with a mixture of apprehension and sorrow, not wanting anyone to recognize her in this vulnerable state.

Just then, a handkerchief appears before her, interrupting her thoughts. Serena looks up to see a familiar face, one she both dreads and longs to see: Mark, Ash's second brother. Her heart clenches at the sight, unsure of how to react.

Mark's voice breaks through her inner turmoil. "Your sunglasses may fool anyone, but you can't fool me. Use this to wipe your tears," he says gently, offering her the handkerchief.

Serena's frown deepens as she takes the handkerchief, feeling a mix of gratitude and guilt. She dares to voice the question that weighs heavily on her mind. "Why? Why are you still approaching me? You should hate me because of what I did to your brother..."

Mark lets out a sigh, his eyes reflecting a complex blend of emotions. "You might have done such things, and we are hurt by that," he acknowledges solemnly. "But deep down inside, you're also hurt, and that's why I want to comfort you."

Serena's tears flow freely now, unchecked by her attempts to hold them back. Mark senses her distress and without hesitation, wraps his arms around her, offering a comforting embrace. He doesn't mind that his outfit becomes dampened by her tears; all that matters is providing solace to someone in need.

As Serena's sobs subside into quiet sniffles, Mark gently pulls back, his expression a mix of concern and understanding. "So, do you mind if you tell me how you and my brother first met?" he asks softly. "I think it will be better if you tell me when your feelings grow."

Serena nods, her voice wavering slightly as she gathers her thoughts. With Mark's comforting presence giving her strength, she begins to recount the story of how she crossed paths with Ash, sharing the moments when their friendship blossomed into something deeper.

(Flashback)

"Where is everybody? Where do you all go?" A younger Serena's voice echoes through the quiet forest, her eyes darting around anxiously as she searches for familiar faces.