Pikachu was scared. He was cold and hungry. But most importantly, he wasn't with Ash. He was alone for the first time since he began Ash's journey. He didn't know what it was like to be alone anymore. Until now.
It had started out as a normal enough day, he struggled to wake Ash up, Serena and Clemont made breakfast (which was delicious by the way), and then they started off on their journey to the Kalos league once again. Ash would gawk at any Pokemon he didn't recognise and Bonnie would feed Dedenne as she walk along side her brother. It was just a regular day... Until it wasn't.
Then team Rocket showed up. That in of itself wasn't considered weird at all, in the contrary, if they didn't show up one day it would be considered very strange.
They had dressed up as some bug catchers (whatever those were), and tricked Ash and his friends into placing their pokeballs in their nets, which just so happened to be some new Pokemon catching device.
Thankfully, by the time that team Rocket finally revealed themselves in all their glory, Ash had already gotten Pikachu to Thunderbolt the nets open (a pretty good Thunderbolt at that) and the Pokemon were back with their rightful owners.
Then it started going wrong.
Suddenly Meowth, in a panick, took out some sort of gun-like contraption out of somewhere. James started to shout something at Meowth about "it not being ready yet". But Meowth ignored him and fired. Straight at Pikachu.
Suddenly some sort of black hole opened up, sucking in stray leaves and twigs. Nuts and berries stumbled in, as well as small Pokemon attempting to hold on to the nearest tree or rock for dear life.
Pikachu felt it sucking him in too. He tried desperately to hold on to Ash, but the pull was too strong.
In a last ditch attempt to hold on, Pikachu gripped onto Ash's cap. But it was futile. He tumbled into the black hole, hat in tow. And the last thing he heard were Ash's panicked shouts. And then everything went black.
He woke up in an unfamiliar place. Surrounded by twigs, leaves and the occasional unconscious Pokemon. He glanced around confused. Then suddenly he spotted a familiar hat.
He ran over to it, desperate to hold his only current reminder of his trainer and best friend. He put it on and suddenly he spotted something he hadn't seen in years. A very old and unused ball with a familiar lightning bolt. It was a pokeball; more specifically his pokeball.
He held it close to his heart and cried himself to sleep.
Suddenly he woke up, he felt wrong. Then he realized that he was inside a pokeball. He was inside a pokeball. He hated being inside them, not that he would admit it to anyone (except maybe ash...) but he was claustrophobic. He hated being stuck in this small place. This tiny cramped space.
Then he felt a long forgotten tug, and suddenly he was inside a Pokemon center. He look up and saw a girl, around the same age as Ash. She wore an orange shirt and a hat. She had black braids and dark eyes. Then he noticed that she was holding a pokeball. His pokeball.
Hi, this is my first fanfic on this site. I hoped you've enjoyed it so far! I've noticed that there aren't that many anime/game crossovers that involve Pokemon moon. It's the first Pokemon game that I played so I love it.
This is taking place after Ultra Moon (just cuz I prefer Lunala over Solgaleo), so Moon is already champion and there will be in game spoilers.
This is also taking place during the X Y and Z anime (cuz I haven't seen the sun and moon anime yet.)
I'll try to make future chapters longer, thanks for reading!