Chapter 7: The Dream Mist
As Connor sped towards the house of Limone and his family, thoughts rushed his head as he pushed the black taxi to the maximum. Ash was still in comatose position, lying on both seats, snoring, whilst around his face, the pink mist engulfed his face, making it a bright pink colour.
Connor started driving quickly, at the same time looking at his GPS for the directions to the house, and tried to locate it, with no avail.
"Damn..." pouted Connor, trying to think of other alternatives. "I'll bring him to a Pokemon Center. That's the most logical thing to do."
Connor began to drive towards the Pokemon Center, the giant glass-domed building peaking over the buildings of Lumiose. As he came to a sudden brake in front of the center, Connor hastily began to unbuckle his seatbelt, and proceeded to open the car's back door, and hauled Ash on his shoulders. Every step made Connor inch as slow as a Torterra, especially when hauling a soon-to-be eleven year old up the steps.
As the door opened, the Nurse Joy of Lumiose looked up to see the man panting heavily, burdened by Ash on his shoulders. As Connor slumped Ash down onto Nurse Joy's desk, he leaned on her desk, he tried to ask for a simple question, but found himself panting heavily while he was asking.
"He..." said Connor, exhausted from the flight of stairs he'd just encountered, "Just check *pant* him *pant* out, *pant* please."
Nurse Joy summoned one of her Wigglytuff for a stretcher. As Nurse Joy transported Ash to the nursing room, she began discussing to Connor about Ash's condition.
"So do you know what it is?"
"I dunno," Nurse Joy replied, "It's definitely not from anything I've seen in all my years of medical school. What caused him to go into this state?" Connor then explained all the details of the battle to the young nurse, and Ash's collision with Musharna.
"I see..," Nurse Joy stated, as she examined Ash's state. As she scanned his facial area and xrayed his brain, she made a shocking discovery. "Ah! There seems to be an excessive amount of pink mist hovering around his head. It may have come from Musharna when he inhaled the mist it spewed out."
Then, Nurse Joy remembered, "Ah! I know somebody who specializes in this kind of area! Luckily for us, she's having a tour of Kalos this week." She picked up the phone and started dialing, while Connor looked on toward Ash's comatose state.
"Hello," Nurse Joy spoke, "It's Nurse Joy. Oh, of Lumiose City! Oh, sorry, I often forget! Always slips my mind... Anyways, we've got a human patient with some condition linking to a Pink Mist. Yeah, can you come examine it? Where are you right now? Oh, great! Well, see you then, bye!"
As Nurse Joy hung up, she said to Connor, "Good news, the specialist is right here in Lumiose and should come over in a few minutes."
After a few minutes, through the doors, a woman with long flowing black hair, with light futuristic glasses with a long, white lab coat which was about the same distance long, entered. She greeted Nurse Joy at the entrance formally.
"Nice to see you again, Prof," greeted Nurse Joy, "The patient's in here," she added, as the two entered the steel, circular-windowed doors heading to the infirmary.
As Connor watched Ash from Ash's checkup bed, Connor's attention shifted to the two women who had just entered the door.
"Connor, meet Professor Fennel," Joy greeted with glee, "a professor who specializes in the field of the relationship between the Pokemon World and Dreams."
"Nice to meet you," Connor said, as his big hand shook Fennel's smaller hand firmly. Then, everyone's attention shifted to Ash on the bed, where Fennel quickly began her examination of Ash's comatose position.
"Wait, isn't that Ash Ketchum?" Fennel noticed.
"You..." Connor stuttered, "...know him?"
"I remember him when he and a couple friends took a trip to Unova." Fennel explained, where she then began inspecting Ash's vital regions, making sure they were intact, then observing the x-ray images of Ash's powder consumed nervous system.
"Hmm..." Fennel pondered, "It's not like anything that I've seen before. For one thing, dream mist affects Pokemon and puts them to sleep, but very rarely will it affect an actual human being. I don't know how it'll go, but I'll try to operate on it. Go Munna!" Fennel sent out a Pokemon from one of her Poke balls, where a Pink Munna popped out.
"Alright Munna!" called Fennel, "Use Dream Eater!" Munna attempted to suck out the mist through Ash's nostrils, but only small teaspoons worth of the pink powder was consumed by the Dream Eater Pokemon.w
"Hmm..," thought Fennel, "We may have to implant a vacuum into his nerves to suck out the powder." The thought of operation made Connor shiver.
Fennel dug out a small, white needle from her medium sized, brown, carry-on bag. Within it, was a syringe filled with a glistening, clear blue liquid.
"What is that?" questioned Connor. The thought of a ten year old doing this kind of surgery made him feel queasy, but he had the heart to gesture otherwise. Fennel then proceeded to inject the needle mid-neck into Ash's soft, tender skin.
"A Pokemon sleeping potion," Fennel quickly responded. "It's gonna keep him asleep for a while longer, just enough time to finish the operation."
She then continued, "Go call the parents, and leave me here alone with the boy." Connor obeyed, as he rushed out to Nurse Joy to inform Clemont and Bonnie, without correction or hesitation.
Fennel then found herself alone with an unconscious Ash, sighing in relief.
Ash found himself in a realization that was all too familiar. A green and grassy patch, except less foggy than before.
"Why am I back here again?" he wondered, as he began trying to survey the landscape around him, trying to reveal his sense of direction. Then, a certain landform caught his eye. Heading north of the field was a lush green forest full of evergreen trees, which made Ash go through his previous memories of this forest. He had remembered that every day, after school was out, Ash would go exploring within the canopy of these trees, searching for new Pokemon to 'find'. Ash's memories were instantly revived. Good memories, finally upon him, after what had happened recently, he barely had had any good memories.
Slowly, Ash picked up the pace, red sneakers pressed firmly into the green, fertile grassland. Every step made him tremble, as his eyes peeled towards the forest ahead of him, forgetting anything around him, entranced by the vision of the landform, peaking over the grassy and dull ground.
Soon, Ash found himself weaving through the green and tall trees, each hunched together very closely, rattling and stepping over the bushes covered in abundant, green bushes. As Ash tromped through the leaves and fallen branches, his eyes caught a grey object in the middle of the forest.
It was a giant boulder, sitting in a section of the forest whose ground wasn't covered by fallen branches and small green plants. As Ash approached the big boulder, he realized that somebody was standing on the branch, and shining on the rock. It was the same figure from the previous dream, the one with the long brown hair that he couldn't see! This time, he could observe without any obstruction in the way.
The girl, wearing a black dress, sitting down as her skirt swayed in the wind, also had unmistakably long brown hair, where a small end of her hair was tied in a brown bun. Before the figure turned, Ash knew exactly who it was, and didn't need to see her face to know who it was.
As the girl turned to see the boy standing behind her, her sapphire eyes glistened in the sunlight, and her emotions changed to sheer joy by seeing him. Serena hopped off the rock and embraced Ash in a hug, squeezing him like she never squeezed him before.
"Oh, Ash," Serena said sweetly, "Isn't this beautiful? A place where we can express our thoughts and emotions, and only the two of us can get to."
"What... ...do you mean?" stammered Ash.
"This isn't your dream?" Serena asked, puzzled, "This is the Dream World, after all! YOUR Dream World!"
"Hmm...," Ash tried to place his finger and recollect what was happening. "Are you real, or just a piece of my imagination?"
"Oh, I am quite real," Serena beamed. "I seem to have gained some powers on the way too." She snapped her fingers, and suddenly, Ash realized there was no ground underneath him to support his feet. Ash began dropping to the forces of gravity and braced himself for the fall, however, something grabbed onto him. Serena grabbed onto his arm tightly, and hauled him.
"How are you still hovering?" Ash asked.
"I don't know! I'll explain the story on the way!" Serena giggled, as she snapped her fingers again. The scene changed to a stone alter, where several stone arches stood erect in the middle of a plain and grassy field.
Later, the two began a small talk, sitting on top of a stone arch.
"So how did you get here Serena?" Ash confusingly asked, "I don't know where I am or what is even happening."
"I don't know either." Serena replied, "I just woke up on a grassy field and found myself with these powers. I spent quite a while here, and I felt lonely until you came. I figured out later, after seeing you, that I was in your dream." She blushed and put a hand over her mouth, then looked away very sadly.
"What's wrong?" Ash asked, noticing her sad reactions.
"I miss all my friends, my mom, Clemont, Bonnie, everyone, while I'm stuck in here in this world." Serena sniffled, as Ash rested an arm around her back. The two of them cuddled next to each other in a warm embrace. It was all silent for a few moments, what seemed to last an eternity, which, then, Serena broke the silence.
"You know, everything I said in the hospital that day? I really meant it."
Soon, the two found themselves staring at each other, eying the other and looking at the other's beauty. Soon, they were face to face, and as Serena leaned in to give Ash a kiss...
Ash suddenly woke up, dazed and confused. Lodged in his throat, he also felt a vacuum. Fennel's Dream Mist Vacuum.
"Mph..." Ash managed to mumble, just as Fennel realized it, walking over to him.
"Oh, hi Ash!" Fennel said, "remember me?"
Ash gave her the simple 'thumbs up.' "Mmph mmph mpph mpph?"
"What?" Fennel asked, confused, "Oh, if you're wondering, you were consumed with a bunch of powdery dream mist in your central nervous system. We cleared it up, and that explains the vacuum running down your throat."
"MMPH! MPPH!" Ash tried to scream, but it was useless.
He didn't want to be cured.
END OF ACT 1 (NO ACT 2 OR ACT 3