' ' = Pokémon speaking to each other or to the O.C

" " Normal speech

Italics = Thoughts

Ash and Brock were on there way to a new city to continue their journey of becoming Pokémon master and healer.

"Man! I'm tired, maybe we should stop somewhere to camp? It's dark and it'll take us another few hours to get to the city." Ash yawned.

"Pika-chu." Ash's Pikachu agreed, half asleep on his shoulder.

"Yeah, sure. Lets leave the path and find a opening where we could set up camp." Brock suggested.

"It sure is quiet without a girl here complaining about sleeping outside." Ash mused, thinking about all of his previous female companions.

Brock stopped in his tracks. "Speaking of girls... Ash look!" He pointed to not so far away in the middle of the road.

A figure was laying on the ground, a cloak covering most of it. They were surrounded by many different Pokémon.

From the build of the figure, Brock's expert eyes depicted that it was female.

Ash stared a little. "Are they alright? Are those their Pokémon?"

Pikachu leapt from his shoulder and darted over to the figure, sniffing it.

It's ears and tail stiffened. It looked around at the other Pokémon who had worried looks on their faces. "Pika-chu?" 'Who is she? Why do we feel like this towards her?'

A Bulbasaur looked to Pikachu. 'She is the one who protects all Pokémon... she is more than a master, she is princess and protector of the Pokémon.'

'So she's a good person?' Pikachu asked.

Bulbasaur nodded. 'She's nothing but good. She's also really powerful.'

A Charmander took over the explanation. 'Not a Pokémon but not completely human. She's exhausted and we found her collapsed here on the ground. We're worried. Our powers that we could give her to boost hers won't work, she's too weak to even accept our offerings. She needs human help."

"What is it Pikachu?" Ash and Brock stood over the girl.

"Pika... pika-chu!" Pikachu waved its arms around trying to indicate that this figure was important and needed help.

"You think we should take her with us, to see if she's okay?" Ash guessed.

Pikachu nodded.

"Of course we need to help!" Brock stated. "She's obviously passed out from exhaustion or something." He knelt down. He turned her head to get a better look of her face. "She's breathing..." His face went red.

"What Brock..? Have you fallen in love again or something?" Ash sighed and looked over Brock's shoulder to look too. "She is pretty." He confirmed.

The Charmander's tail shone onto the girls face.

Under the hood the girl had fair skin and long scarlet red hair. Her features were soft and almost like an angel.

"Can you lift her up?" Ash looked to Brock who was taller and broader.

He nodded and scooped up the girl bridal style.

The Bulbasaur and Charmander ran off the road and into the forest.

Pikachu followed.

"I think they're leading us to a safe place to stay!" Ash went after them, Brock not too far behind.

"So who do you think she is?" Brock asked quietly as they sat around a camp fire.

"I don't know, but she must be connected to the Pokémon for them to act like that towards her." Ash replied. He looked over to the girl who was sleeping soundly under a blanket.

Pikachu watched her. "Pika?" He nudged her face softly. 'Please wake up!'