Disclaimer~ i do not own pokemon in any way, except for my trading cards and the movies i bought from the store :D
Ash POV
I opened my eyes, everything was blurry but I can tell I was not in the pokemon center In Unova. There were white walls, a beeping machine.. What did brock call it? Oh yeah a monitor, was attached to me. I was still confused when I heard a gasp, I looked over to see a girl with pink hair the sides in loops, nurse joy. "He's awake, someone get his mother Delia" she had said. Quickly she came over checking the monitor and asking me questions. I looked at the calendar on the wall 1998 (I don't now I picked what I thought would be close to when they started the show) I swear it was 2013 in Unova, maybe they didn't change them or something.
"Ash my baby, do you remember anything?" my mother came in hugging me she looked like she had been crying. "Well I was in the Unova league and was traveling with Iris and Cilan…" I paused. "Then I woke up to be in here… what's wrong?" I asked. My mother gave me a weak smile somewhat forced, but sighed as she sat down next to my bed. "Ash sweetie none of that happened, you were in a coma after falling off a bike and struck by lightning." She paused trying not to cry. "The day you started your journey.." she finished looking at me. "That's not true" I stated. "The day of my journey I took misty's bike and took Pikachu to the pokemon center. Then Misty and I went to pewter to verse brock, which I won." I smirked thinking of the memory. "Then brock joined misty and I on my journey throughout kanto and johto. Mist and I went to the orange islands where I met Tracey sketchit, but then Tracey decided to stay in pallet with professor oak." I said. My mom had gasped every time I mentioned a name. "Ash how do you know these people? The only one you met was misty and that was for a little bit when you took her bike." My mom asked her voice quivering. " I told you they were on my journeys!" I yelled, my mom looked startled but didn't say anything.
"Misty is the cerulean gym leader along with her three older sisters violet, lily, and daisy. Her sisters also do under water ballet shows. She also has (beautiful) red hair and cerulean eyes" my mom gasped at my accuracy. "Brock pewter city gym leader and is the oldest of many siblings and has to take care of them because his father left him." I stated. "Tracy sketchit is a pokemon watcher and is amazing at drawing, he also is obsessed with professor oak." I said, I looked at my mom who was trying not to cry but quickly called a doctor in to explain what happened, then she quickly left the room.
Misty POV
'Im going to kill Ketchum for taking my bike!' I thought. I walked in the woods searching for him. I was muttering under my breath making sure there was no bugs around. 'But that poor Pikachu, I guess I can't be mad at him for that though. Who could hate him for taking care of his pokemon or his goofy smile, or his messy raven hair.. Wait what am I thinking' I thought as I trudged along the forest. I knew what was going to happen I've had this dream I mean nightmare to many times. There he was the boy I was looking for, the Pikachu next to him looking concern while trying to stay alive. "ASH!" I yelled. He didn't even move. I grabbed my phone and dialed 911 hoping he was still alive.
I screamed sweat dripping down my face I looked around for the clock 3:00 AM , Daisy is going to kill me. I started crying trying not to think of that horrible day. I heard the door creak open and didn't bother trying to move. I heard the footsteps coming closer as I tried crying softer. I looked over to see Daisy sitting next to me, I felt her arms wrap around my shoulders embracing me. "It's okay" she whispered. "But daisy I remember everything that happened." I said, I had already stopped trying to stop crying and the tears where just coming. "I know" she said as she hugged me tighter. "I remember how he looked, when the ambulance took me to the hospital, even how distraught his mom looked after hearing my story of what happened. She even offered to take me home. She said 'no 10 year old should ever have to live with that memory'" I sobbed quietly into her shoulder.
"If you should know I got a call a little bit ago" Daisy said, it makes sense now that she didn't kill me for waking her up. "He woke up." Those three simple words was the best thing that was ever said to me in the past 3 months. I looked up, "this isn't a joke right?" I asked. "It is not a joke" she laughed quietly. "When can we go?" I asked. "Soon if I said no you would've still went. You go every week anyway. Get some sleep" Daisy said before walking out.
I couldn't get any sleep though (well at first). I was too excited to hear that he was awake, and alive. I knew that I will soon get to know that overexcited cute boy I met just 3 months ago. I started getting nervous about what I should say or do before deciding. I looked over at the yellow fur ball that was still sleeping next to me, used to my nightmares at this point. I petted him before closing my eyes and drifting into well needed sleep.