Uncrowned King (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 7-The Truth

ASH'S POV
What the.....where am I? Everything around me is dark. I hear sobbing. Loud ones. I hear two comforting voices, it seems as if they are trying to comfort the sobbing one. I want to open my eyes....but I can't. My head hurts badly. Suddenly, I hear something else. "Ash...I'm glad I adopted you. Look at you, all grown up. Gio, please don't hurt him...." The voice mumbled out loud. I was surprised..I couldn't think of who would have said that though. After cracking my brains for....Arceus knows how long, I decided to give up. But something suddenly clicked in my brain. Gio.....is the first three letters of Giovanni. That's what some people call him. Gio! "No can do, Delia. Ash is not our son. He doesn't deserve to live." Giovanni replied....TO MY MOM?! I'M ADOPTED? WHAT? My mind was filling with panic for some reason. I fell to my knees as I continued to sob. I'm adopted.......why didn't Delia tell me? I was then surprised by my thought. From Mom, I refered to her as Delia. It was as if I just gave up, just like that.....HOLD ON. IF GIOVANNI SAID THAT......THAT WOULD MEAN THAT GIOVANNI IS MARRIED TO DELIA?! This is confusing. How could Delia do this to me?? I felt anger burn in my chest violently as I tried to supress it, knowing that lashing out on air isn't a very good idea. (Trust me, I know how it feels.) Unable to hold it in anymore, I banged my fist onto the invisible barrier of my mind and felt hot tears flow down my face. I had no idea......I still can't believe it. This has to be a dream. It has to!

S, C & B POV
Ash started to stir around with sweat flowing down his face. We knew what to do immediately. Since we still had some water from before, we dipped Bonnie's hankerchief into the basin, where the water was in, and placed it on Ash's forehead. However, this did not help to our surprise. He started to mumble phrases like, "How could it be?", "Why would she keep it from me?" and "I can't believe it." After he mumbled those phrases, he would gasp for breath. We felt really worried for him, but the blizzard hadn't subsided yet. In the end, we decided on using some wood we found lying around in the cave to make a fire. Braixen used flamethrower on the pile and soon, the warm sensation filled the cave. This made Ash relax a little so we heaved a sigh of relief. Ash....please get better.

FOR US....

SPOOKAY! JKJK. NONETHELESS, PLOT TIWSTTTTT. Wasn't what I planned at first, but hey. I just write down whatever I suddenly think of and find a solution to make it fit. I know....dumb right? Oh well, like Ash, I have my own style. ;)