Prologue

The story takes place 10 years after Sinnoh. Gen 4 and before.

Ash Ketchum has retired from traveling and now retires at age 28 in Pallet town with his wife Misty.

They have a son named Cinder.

Ash is the leader of the Pallet Town Gym.

Ash now has many strong Pokemon and they are as follows. Pikachu, Staraptor, Torterra, Bulbasaur, Kingler, Muk, Buizel, Infernape, Gliscor, Tauros (x30), Snorlax, Heracross, Typhlosion, Meganium, Feraligatr, Noctowl(shiny), Donphan, Sceptile, Torcoal, Swello, Glalie, Corphish, Also Charizard has come back.


Chapter 1 - A New Day

It was a typical day, as Ash Ketchum was about to battle a young man named Alex Rodriguez.

"This will be a to on two Pokemon battle for the Platinum Badge between the challenger Alex from Johto, and the gym leader Ash," the referee said as he raised his flags, "Begin."

"Go Hitmonlee," Alex called out. The fighting Pokemon came out ready to fight.

"Bulbasaur I choose you," Ash said as his grass Pokemon came out.

"Hitmonlee jump kick."

"Bulbasaur, vine whip."

Hitmonlee jumped forward to kick Bulbasaur but Bulbasaur caught it with its vines in mid air.

"Now slam."

Bulbasaur slammed Hitmonlee to the ground, which seems to hurt it bad.

"Hitmonlee hyper beam!"

Hitmonlee shot a blast of pure orange energy at Bulbasaur.

"Bulbasaur dodge it quick."

Bulbasaur jumped to the side barely escaping the hit.

"Frenzy plant now."

Bulbasaurs eyes turned green and it hit the ground causing massive vines and underbrush to grab Hitmonlee.

"Hitmonlee can you escape?"

It was useless Hitmonlee paralyzed from the hyper beam and still could not move.

When the vines cleared, Hitmonlee laid on the ground knocked out.

"Hitmonlee is unable to battle," the ref said as Alex called back his Pokemon.

"Now go Monferno." The fire Pokemon came out looking angry at Bulbasaur.

"Return Bulbasaur."

Ash looked over at his yellow mouse Pokemon. "Your turn buddy," he said as his electric Pokemon ran onto the field

"Monferno Flamethrower." "Pikachu dodge with Agility."

The ape sent a blast of fire at Pikachu who dodged it with quick speed.

"Pikachu thunderbolt."

Pikachu hit Monferno with a blast of electricity, causing Monferno to howl in pain.

"Monferno quick run at it and use mega punch."

"Volt tackle."

Monferno ran at Pikachu with its fist reared back ready to hit Pikachu. Pikachu surrounded itself in electricity and charged at Monferno.

The two Pokemon hit center ring and Monferno got blasted back and was knocked out.

"Monferno is unable to battle, the winner of this match is Ash the gym leader," the ref said.

"Monferno come back."

Ash walked out to the center of the field and Pikachu jumped on his shoulder.

"You fought really well but, you need to train and practice a lot more."

"I know and one day I'm going to beat you," the kid said.

They shook hands and Alex left.


Ash was closing up the gym, and he was going to make his way home. After about a fifteen walk he went into his little four-bedroom town house.

"Welcome home dear," a woman said.

The woman was very good looking with long red hair and blue eyes, she had the voice of a mermaid.

"Hey Misty how was it today?"

"Same old stuff. How was everything at the gym today?" Misty asked.

"Good, I had seven challengers. They were all just middle of the road trainers. I beat them all."

Ash walked over and sat on the couch next to her and a small boy.

"How about you son how was your day at school?"

"It was okay daddy," the little boy said.

The boy was eight years old and had brown hair and deep blue eyes. The boy was a spitting image of his father at that age.

"Cinder got in a fight today with a little boy at school," Misty said to Ash.

"What happened son?"

"Well the little boy pushed me and I pushed him back."

Ash cut him off, "It is okay son just do not do it again okay."

"I won't." Cinder hung his head ashamed of his actions earlier in the day.

"Okay go get ready for bed." His dad said.

"Allright daddy." Cinder got up and, went upstairs to go through his evening routine.

Cinder was now in bed and Misty was lying on the sofa watching TV. There was some movie on about a man being the last person on earth, with only his Arcanine to keep him company.

Ash was on the computer and saw he got an e-mail.

"I wonder who this could be from," he asked himself.

When Ash opened it, he was somewhat surprised about what it said.

Hello to all Gym leaders, Elite trainers, and champions who have received this e-mail. I Barry Goodshow the new president of The Pokemon League, are writing to tell you about a little competition that will be taking place in about a month or so. A very prestigious event called The Pokemon Olympics. A thousand years ago a man, named Peter Indigo was crowned the best trainer of the millennium. They held a competition that hundreds entered. I am sure they knew whoever won this event would go down in history as one of the best. The Indigo Plateau was named after Peter. We are going to recreate this once in a lifetime event. The competition will take place at first in all four regions of the world. The top trainers from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh will compete at the Indigo Plateau for the title best Pokemon trainer of this millennium. The Olympics will be open to anyone with at least six Pokemon and eight badges, so expect a big turn out. You are getting this letter as a heads up since you are one of the best trainers in the world. In two weeks, the Olympics is going to be heavily advertised so you can get directions on where to be from that until then be training and good luck to you all.

Finnaly something interesting was going to happen. Ash liked his job as a gym leader, but battling lower tier trainers every day was getting old. Ash was hungry for a challenge, and this was just what he needed.


Meanwhile down the road a guy in his late twenties with brown spiky hair had just read the email as well.

"Gramps you will never guess what will be going on in a few weeks."

His voice had gotten deeper with age and he was wearing a long sleeve purple shirt with faded blue jeans.

"What's that Gary?" The professor said.

The professor had gray hair and was wearing a white lab coat.

"Some new Pokemon tournament that hasnt haooened in a thousand years."

"Well are you going to come out of retirement and compete in it?"

"I think I just might have to gramps," Gary said. Gary like Ash, was hungry for a challenge. Gary had enjoyed being a Pokemon researcher, but always made time for his Pokemon keeping them in top shape.


On the other side of the world in Sinnoh, A purple-headed guy who wore a black tank top with black jeans and he had a cold stare in his deep purple eyes read the e-mail.

"Well looks like I finally have a competition that's worthy of me attending." Paul said. Paul had spent the last few years traveling other regions and hunting down tough trainers. For once the tough trainers will come to him.

"You know you should really lighten up," a boy with black hair, mostly under a crystal blue hat that is turned backwards with hair sticking out of the front. He was wearing a gold and black sweat-tee and silver and white shorts with black tennis shoes,

"I think I just might join the Olympics as well."

"What and lose just like you do at everything else?" Paul said.

"Paul you're the loser you're only mad because I beat you in the Johto League."

This comment seemed to anger Paul. Many had considered it a major upset when Mario defeated Paul.

"Mario if you weren't my cousin I'd kill you," Paul said.

"I know you would," Mario said.


In Hoenn, Ritchie was checking his e-mail from a Pokemon center when he got the message.

"This is going to be fun," Ritchie said as he scratched his Pikachu's head.

Ritchie had gotten older and was built up a little, and he now wore a yellow muscle shirt with light blue track pants. Ritchie had been traveling as well. He was offered a posistion with the Pokemon League after a strong finish at the Sinnoh championships a year earlier, but he declined. Ritchie enjoys traveling and meeting new people.


Two weeks later Ash was laying on his living room sofa. He was drifting in and out of conciousness while day dreaming about all the battles that were in front of him. He perked up after he overheard a commercial on the television.

Trainers are you ready for the biggest Pokemon tournament off all time if so see you local Pokemon Center for details. There was a logo that had multicolored circles. Three on top, and two underneath.

"I need to go see what this is all about."

Ash walked Cinder over to school and dropped him off then made his way to the Pokemon Center. There was a small crowd around a little woman wearing a nurse outfit. She seemed to be having a hard time quieting the crowd.

"Nurse Joy what's this tournament all about," a boy shouted.

"Calm down everyone and ill tell you."

The crowd fell dead silent. Except for a few mumbles here and there.

"In two weeks a tournament will begin called The Pokemon Olympics. It will be open to all trainers with six Pokemon and Eight badges of any kind. It will be held in all four major regions of the world and, you can compete in any region you like. Sign ups for Kanto will be in Viridian City, that's all the information I have."

The crowd started to get loud again, but started to disperse in different directions. Ash walked out and headed for his gym.

"I wonder who all is going to be joining this tournament." Ash thought. "I'll guess I will find out." Inside Ash had butterflies for the first time since the Sinnoh League. It was a cool morning for late August, but Ash welcomed it after a long hot summer.


"So signups are in Veilstone city." Paul said to himself. "I'll have to make my way there then.

He got up and went over to his cousin who was laying in bed. He hit Mario over the back with a pillow.

"Wake up loser we have to get to Veilstone City."

"Not now mommy I don't want to go to school today," Mario muttered as he woke up.


"I guess I am headed to Petalberg City," Ritchie said. "You ready to face the challenge Sparky?"

The yellow mouse looked up at him and gave him a thumbs up. The Pikachu had been with him since he started his journey, and had become quite powerful.


"Okay I can join any region I want. I think I'll head to Johto to compete and visit an old friend while I'm there." Gary said. "Gramps said sign ups there are at Goldenrod, so I will take the train from Saffron."

I hope my old friend wants to give battling one more shot, he thought.


There was a ring in Ash's office. Ash answered the video phone to see Brock.

"Hey there old friend and I mean old," Ash said.

Brock was starting to wrinkle a bit around his eyes but he still had the same old tanned skin and spiked hair.

"Very funny," Brock said. "Are you going to join the Olympics?" Brock asked already knowing the answer.

"You know it, and I know why you called too."

Brock nodded. Brock had always been like a brother to Ash. He enjoyed watching him battle, and coaching a bit when Ash needed it. "Okay I will meet you in Viridian City in two weeks."

"Allright man I will see ya then." The screen went black as Ash hung up the phone.


Ash was closing up his gym when a man with red hair and wearing a cape appeared behind him. Pikachu immediately felt threatened by the person's appearance and sparks flew from its cheeks.

"Well look who is all grown up and is a gym leader now," The man said.

"What the, I haven't seen you in ages. What are you doing here?" Ash said surprised.

"I am just here to see if you are joining the Olympics," the man said.

"Yes I am, what about you?" Ash asked.

"Yes I am going to enter right here in Kanto."

"Oh great." Ash said sarcastically. Lance was one of the most powerful trainers in the world, if not the best.

"That's not what I'm here to talk about though."

"Then why are you here?"

Lance folded his arms. "Well you see I am a member of the Pokemon G-Men, and I am here to ask you for your help."

"Who are the Pokemon G-Men?"

"We are a group of powerful trainers that fight large criminal organizations. Mostly work I'm secret, but as of late the secret has been getting around about us.:

"Like Team Rocket, Magma, Aqua, and Galactic?" Ash asked.

Lance nodded.

"I do have experience in these things."

"That is why you are the perfect candidate."

"If you need my help, I will do it."

"Great, I will be getting in touch with you to tell you what we need help with. Until then good luck in the Olympics my friend."

Lance snapped his finger, and a large orange dragon swooped down and scooped Lance up before Ash could say anything else and Lance was gone.

He is always so dramatic, Ash thought. Ash finished locking up his gym, and made his way home.


For those of you who don't know this is a rewrite. I am combining chapters and making a few minor edits. I started this fic back in 2009, and never finished it, even after 50+ chapters.

For those of you who are new, welcome to The Pokemon Olympics.