Episode 52:
The Ace: Part I - Blast from the Past

During that night, while Icy and Sara were alone, Icy dreams revealed a new message to him. A dark figure spoke in a deep voice.

“Icy…” he moaned. Icy, in his dream, woke up, startled. Although in his conscience mind he knew whom the voice belonged to, something kept him from realizing it this time.

“Who’s there?”

“Icy… You still haven’t figured it all out.”

“Figured what out? Who are you?” Icy’s pikachu instincts brought on a quick surge of anger and impatience.

“You think it all ended with the Doomsday Project.”

“What do you mean? What ended?”

“You can’t even figure out what puzzle you’re trying to solve… Pathetic… Your pikachu form has made your mind weak.”

“Why are you speaking in riddles? If you want to tell me something, just say it already.” Icy grew more impatient.

“I sense the anger in you. You want to know the real truth. What really happened? It’s so much more than you could possibly hope to imagine.”

“Who are you! Show yourself coward!” Icy took a fighting stance as the shadowy figure emerged from the darkness. “You…”

“Yes Icy. We meet face to face once again. Hopefully for the last time. I’ve been trying to help you put together this complicated puzzle, but alas, I should have known even you can’t figure it out.”

“What is the puzzle you speak of? Maybe if you told me what it’s about, I could solve it.”

“Ha! Do you expect to get it that easily?”

“Tell me what you’re hiding Mewtwo!” Fire raged through Icy’s eyes.

“Hmm… Hatred… You were such a nice young lad when you were human. Look at yourself now. Full of hate and confusion. You haven’t a clue as to what is going on anymore around you.”

“Why did you bring me back here again?”

“Because she depends on it.” The ground near Mewtwo seemed to light up revealing Sara.

“Sara! What have you done to her?” Icy ran to her side but was thrown back by some type of force field. “Why did you kill her?”

“First of all, I didn’t kill her, you did. Secondly, you should have detected that field was there. Another sign of your fading psychic powers. A shame really…”

Icy’s eyes were filled with tears now. “Why? How? How did I cause her to die?”

“Let’s take a trip Icy…” With that, the world faded away. It was replaced with a scene from Icy’s childhood. Icy was a human again, about 9 years old. A little girl was playing in the yard next door.

“Hey Icy, wanna come over for dinner? My daddy brought home a new pokémon and he’s gonna show it to me tonight!”

“Ok. Lemme ask my mom first.” The human Icy ran inside and back out in less than 15 seconds. “It’s ok with my parents. I’ll be right over.”

“Great!” Icy went back in a combed his dark black, blue tinted hair back and brushed his teeth. “Gotta look my best for her,” he said silently to himself.

Meanwhile, Icy looked from within the clouds of the scene. “That was me 3 years ago. I remember that day. But the girl, something… I can’t remember… she…”

“Just keep watching…,” Mewtwo interrupted. Icy focused his attention on the scene again.

Icy walked up the girl’s front door. She quickly answered and let him in. “C’mon in Icy, we’re just getting started.” She led Icy inside and closed and locked the door. Saffron City was becoming a dangerous place lately with the high amount of Rockets in the area. Icy sat down with the little girl to eat dinner.

“Daddy, show me and Icy that new pokémon you got!” The little girl was very energetic. Icy watched the event unfolding from above, unknown to the others in the scene.

“Ha ha ha… Eat your dinner first sweetie, then I’ll show you and your friend Icy. By the way Icy, aren’t you planning on becoming a pokémon trainer?”

Icy looked up from his meal. “Mmhmm…”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll make a fine trainer. Have you met with Sabrina yet?”

“No. I’m gonna visit her next week.”

“That’s great. Well, finish up you two, then I’ll show you both this new pokémon.”

They both stuffed the rest of their meals down and cleaned their plates. “Now can we see the new pokémon?”

“Ok ok! Come out here.” The followed him out into the living room.

“Show us daddy,” the little girl said loudly.

“Alright! Pokéball go!” The ball opened to reveal a cute blue Butterfree. “I caught this one from a forest outside town. It was all alone. Perhaps you should have it Sara.”

Icy jumped back. Suddenly it all became clear to him. “That can’t be!”

“You remember that little girl?”

“I… I… I know… I knew… It’s… Sara???”

“A coincidence perhaps…?”

“No, something happened… later that week…”

The scene faded with the last view of Icy and Sara playing outside with the beautiful Butterfree.

“What happened to her Icy? You do remember, don’t you?”

“Yes… She disappeared. No one ever found her. Her parents were in shock and had to be hospitalized. That Butterfree was going to be her first pokémon.”

“So, you know a pikachu named Sara, and a little girl from your childhood was named Sara…”

“Are you hinting something to me?”

“Of course not… I’m merely reiterating what is going on and what you know.”

“She can’t possibly be the same. And why is this Sara dead?”

“I already explained that. You killed her.”

“HOW!”

“By not doing something. But that’s in the future. You can still change it.”

“But I don’t even know what I’m looking for…” Mewtwo had vanished, leaving behind a note. It read:

“See Bill. Take the egg.”

“The egg…?”

Icy woke up from the dream. He looked to the side. Sara was still there and alive. He woke her up and told her about the dream. He left out the little girl’s name.

“Icy, are you feeling ok?”

“Yes. C’mon… We have to go to Cerulean City.”

“But what about the others?”

“I’ll leave them a note.” He quickly scribbled down on a piece of paper where he was going and set in on a tree stump. “Go Windstorm. I need you to fly us to Bill’s lighthouse outside Cerulean City. Ok?”

“Pidg pidg!” They both got on and flew off into the night…