Pokemon Dark Ash Novels & Stories

And my only defense was with tools. “Well, if that’s what you’re comfortable with. Go ahead and practice,” Ash said. I watched Ash walk to the outdoor area, standing beside the pool and beginning to use her power, manipulating the pool water. For a moment, I just stood there watching her. Something felt off—if Ash claimed to be a healer, the way she moved, the way she controlled water… it was more like a fighter. If I wanted to stay alive longer, I had to do something too. I couldn’t just stand around like an idiot.

At that moment, a warrior rushed in to report, "Patriarch Atticus, Mr. Asher has returned." Atticus lit up with surprise. "Asher is back? Good. Where is he?"

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

“For both of them.” He reached into the depths of his coat and pulled out a small, jagged shard—its obsidian surface gleamed menacingly in the dim light, etched with an ancient symbol that pulsed faintly, as if alive. “We will test the ward tonight. Just a whisper—just enough to see if she feels it.” With fervour, he turned to his men, his eyes ablaze with intensity. “And when she does, she’ll start to unravel. That’s when we move.”

"I doubt if you've seen him fight before, that's why you're saying this." "Okay, so he's a beast when fighting, but did you see that guy he's going up against? He's a mad hatter, a maniac, his eyes are dead, there's no one home, and you left him all alone with that?" Koldis gets a faraway look in his eyes before it clears, and he nods. "Ash is very competent, don't worry." But his words do little or nothing to stop how I'm feeling. If anything, my worry spikes. "So what - we just wait?"

She didn’t hear him walk in. He subtly observed her. “Ash what did you eat today?” she asked with a smile. She listened for a moment. “Well that sounds nice but it is not better than what I had. Your father takes good care of me...” Henry frowned. “Ash...” he whispered. The only Ash he knew could not talk. He walked closer towards her and peered at the screen and there was his son Asher. His curly black hair sticking out from the panda ear hair band he was wearing. His grey eyes were alit as he smiled at the screen. He was sitting in his baby walker, dressed in matching panda baby pyjamas. He was playing with his chewy toy.