CH.1 Home Coming :disclaimer: I do not own pokemon.
Ash had finally decided that it was time for a break from all the life endangering adventures he'd been on, and he was starting to get a little home sick. He could see his old town just up ahead. Every thing looked exactly the way it did before he left. He saw Professor Oak's lab. "That's where we first met Pikachu," Ash said to the pokemon sitting on his shoulder. "Pika," the pokemon replied seemingly sharing the same memory as Ash.
The first Time Ash and Pikachu met, they had been less than friends. It was only when Ash stood up for Pikachu that it began to respect him. Over time their friendship had over come all odds. "Lets go see mom, I'm sure she's worried sick about us," Ash said continuing down the street. He finally came to his house, where his dream of becoming the world's greatest pokemon master had started.
Ash quietly opened the door, making sure it didn't make a sound as he closed it again. He looked around to see that every thing was just as unchanged. He saw a woman in the kitchen sitting on a stool. He quietly approached from behind wanting to surprise her.
"Ash Ketchum, I know you're not trying to sneak up on me," the woman said as she turned around. "Hey mom," Ash said embarrassed that he still couldn't sneak up on his mom.
Ash's mom hugged him almost breaking into tears. She hadn't seen him in a long time.
"It's good to see you too mom," Ash said hugging her back. After he finally managed to break free from his mother's bear hug, he began to tell her about his new adventures, and some of the people he'd met.
Ash went up to his room to find nothing out of place. He felt like he hadn't seen it in forever. He ran his hand across the old T.V set remembering the program he watched the night before he got Pikachu. He had almost broken his Voltorb alarm clock by throwing it like a pokeball. Luckily for him, his mom had caught it in time.
He fell on his bed and almost instantly fell asleep. He slowly woke up to the smell of food later that night. At first he thought it was Brock's cooking, then he remembered he was home. He was shocked he was already thinking about his friends.
It was already dark outside. Ash could hardly believe he'd slept so late. He looked out the window and began to draw pokemon out of the stars in the sky. He finally noticed the Northern Star. He stared at it and remembered how many times before he had done this, only now he was home.
"Pika," said Pikachu hoping on the frame of the window Ash was looking out of. They both sat there remembering all of the good times and bad they had experienced during their journey. Then Ash realized some thing, he missed it already. He hadn't even been home a full day and already he was starting to miss every thing.
Ash began to think about whether he wanted to stay another day or not. If he left tomorrow it may upset his mother. If he left a few days from now it would be a bit more bearable for her, but he might lose his mind.
After he had eaten Ash had finally decided to stay for three days. After that it was back on the road and onto the next adventure. His heart sunk as he realized Brock had carried on with Dawn. He felt alone, yet he hadn't even set out again.
"It won't be the same without the others will it?" he asked looking at Pikachu. "Chu," it said seeming to feel the same way. Pikachu's ears began to twitch, which soon led to it running down the stairs with Ash playing catch up.
Ash quickly glanced up to see a metal orb floating outside the window. Then as quickly as it appeared it vanished. Ash bolted outside to see if he could catch it in time but it was long gone. He spent the rest of the night in the living room, waiting to see if whatever that orb was would come back.
Early the next morning he was caught off guard by it again. Only this time snapping sounds could be heard coming from it. The orb had a single lens, and a very small antenna. It then began to make a beeping sound that got faster as it passed over Ash. Another session of snapping noises were heard, and the orb was gone before Ash could even issue an order to Pikachu.
Ash finally saw another one come down and began to go down the road he'd came home by. It was as if they were looking for some thing. "Pikachu, thunder bolt now!" Ash shouted. The orb was suddenly engulfed in electricity. After Pikachu's single attack the orb dropped to the ground, no longer showing any signs of it working.
Ash scooped the orb up and took it too the only person who may be smart enough to make any thing of it. "Well Professor Oak, what is it?" Ash asked curious about his now deactivated stalker. "This appears to be a spy robot of some sort," Oak said at last. "The only thing that puzzles me is that it wasn't directly after you, it's as if this thing was hunting some thing," Oak said trying to pry the robot's camera free from it's shell. As Oak did some thing else fell out of it.
He picked it up and examined it over and over again before finally giving up on what it was. Oak had taken out the orb's camera and had started to develop the pictures to maybe give him some idea as to what it was after. Ash had gone home, worried that his coming back had put every one in danger.
That night Ash tossed and turned in his sleep, having one of the worst nightmares he had ever had before. Brock was in his dream, he didn't say any thing, but his mouth was moving. Ash called out too him trying to get his attention. Dawn soon appeared behind him, both began to run from some thing.
A beam of light engulfed Brock, and Dawn was soon to follow. Ash knew those beams of light could be from only one thing. Sure enough a horribly disfigured titan pokemon dragged itself from the dark pits of Ash's nightmare. You thought you could get rid of me!? it roared trying to swing at Ash.
I am relentless, I am terror, I am Regigigas! it howled still dragging itself with missing bits and pieces. "No you can't be real!" Ash exclaimed trying to get away. I will always haunt you! it exclaimed some how gaining on Ash. "No I won't let you, we got rid of you!" Ash yelled back at it turning around having had enough.
I'll tell you what I told that foolish Guardian and his stupid little partner. The original seventy two Guardians could not defeat me! Whatever made you think you had a chance? it said reaching out for him.
"Pikaachuu!" Ash heard suddenly. He awoke to find Pikachu fending off a Gastly. "So you're what did it!" he exclaimed angry with himself for having fallen for such a cheep trick. The Pokemon suddenly sulked at Ash's harsh tone.
Ash called off Pikachu's assault staring at the pokemon, now curious what it was doing all the way out here instead of the Pokemon Tower. "You know it's not very nice to do that to some one," Ash said holding back his anger. "Ash go to bed, and put that flying ball of dust up, I hate having to go back and clean what I just did the other day!" his mom shouted. It had obviously bothered her as well.
Ash was at a loss as to what to do. He looked at Pikachu, who seemingly read his mind nodded. "Well mom did say to put you up," Ash said holding up an empty pokeball. The ghost pokemon perked up as he held out the pokeball.
Ash gently tossed it at the Gastly and the pokemon soon became surrounded by red light.
The pokeball's white center went red only for a split second before remaining completely white. Ash crawled out of bed and laid the newest addition to his team on his bed side night stand.
"I guess there's more than one way to make a new friend," Ash said as he and Pikachu crawled back into bed. Ash almost instantly fell asleep, and this time there was no more nightmarish pokemon. Still in the morning when he woke up, he was still troubled about what the orb robots were really here for.
Ash looked over to see the pokeball from the night before. He smiled as he released the Gastly from the pokeball. Ash looked it over, he was kind of excited. He had owned a Haunter, but it stayed behind with Sabrina. "Well I know last night was kind of a bad start, but welcome to the team," Ash said smiling at the tiny ghost pokemon.