The second Maximum Ride/Pokémon crossover! Is it meant to be, or just plain stupid? Read on to find out!
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Enough of my ramblings, let's get on with the story!
MAX'S P.O.V.
KABOOM! Thunder roared all around us as we flew through the sky. The rain came down on us in thick sheets, and trust me; it does NOT help when you're trying to get away from a mob of Erasers as fast as possible.
"Max, can we find a place to stay for the night, we've been flying for hours!" Angel complained to me.
"But what if the Erasers are still following us?" I protested to a mutinous flock.
"We have been flying for three hours straight, changing direction every few minutes; we don't even know where we are. I think we should camp out for the night." All of that came from Mr. Silent, the person I least expected to do so. Well, if even Fang was protesting, and actually making a sentence, then I knew we had to stop.
"Alright." I gave in to some halfhearted cheers. We scanned our surroundings, which suddenly turned very colorful, like a cartoon, and found a grove of trees to rest in. We were all so tired, and even though I was first watch, I felt myself falling into the cozy envelopment that is sleep.
ASH'S P.O.V.
"Great job Ash!" Brock congratulated me on winning another gym badge. We walked out of the gym and out into the pouring rain.
"Ah, it was nothing; I knew I was going to win anyways." I bragged.
"Uh huh. So that's why you were getting your butt kicked?" Misty asked sarcastically.
My face turned bright red. "I was letting her win, you know, just so she could feel like she had a chance."
"Oh, how kind of you."
I ran my fingers through my hair, a fake smile on my face. "Well, you know what they say; a Pokémon master always lets his opponents have a fair chance."
"No, I've never heard that before." Misty remarked.
"Okay guys, that's enough." Brock broke in, "I think we should find a Pokémon Center to spend the night."
"Uh...yeah, yeah, let's go do that!" I exclaimed, anything to stop Misty from talking. And so, we set off down the muddy path, following the directions on Brock's map to get to the nearest Pokémon Center.
MAX'S P.O.V.
In the morning...
I was awoken with a whack in the head. "Owww..." I moaned, "Fang, don't do that!" There was shouting behind me.
"I said, Poke ball go!"
Another whack in the head. I spun around to find a red and white ball on the ground. That was not Fang.
Sorry it was so short! It's just to get you familiar with the story. R&R!