Hi guys... Welcome to my first story.
Actually, that's a lie... I do have SOME experience in this field, but not much. I had a few people like my works, but now I've revamped myself.
So, this is a trilogy. Big whoop.
P.S: Reviews, please? I need to see what I'm doing wrong...
It was calm, on the little coast they lived on. The twilight sky shone in a magnificent shade of orange, and into the trees. The sinking light of the sun reflected off of the water, as it slowly seemed to be falling. The moon was visible in the sky, rising ever-so-slowly. Stars were coming out into the night. A few were visible, just little specks in the orange sky.
It always made him curious. He had always stopped to look out there, every year. The sunset reminded him of life itself: it was always prettiest at the end of it. But then, it came back. It shone again, brighter than ever before. Just like how things worked in real life, for him at least. It never truly ended.
He squinted. A small speck had been on the horizon, but he hadn't thought much about it. It had been getting closer and closer to the coastline. He could see what it was. A Dragonite, strong and fast. His eyes widened: Dragonite were some of the rarest Pokemon in the wild.
"Pikachu, look! It's a Dragonite!" Pikachu looked on, eyes filled with awe. "Pika..." The Electric Mouse Pokemon mouthed breathlessly as the Dragon-Type picked up altitude.
The Dragonite looked at the photo it had been given to use as a guide, and compared it to the little figure on the coast, using it's incredible eyesight. It confirmed to him, that the man over there was who the letter was for. The Dragon Pokemon picked up speed and accelerated to Stardust Cove.
Ash looked out patiently, wanting to see the beauty of such a rare and elusive Pokemon. As it came closer, though, disappointment flooded the two of them. It had a messenger bag, meaning it was domestic. He knew he would have failed to tame it, but Ash had wanted another Pokemon like Charizard for a long time.
Dragonite swiftly descended in front of him. It wasn't expected, and Ash was shocked. He got to his feet, and prepared himself for battle. Dragonite drew a letter from it's messenger bag, and handed it to Ash, who had an arched eyebrow. Dragonite quickly took off, not wanting to spend another minute in that region.
Ash couldn't care less, whether the Dragonite left or not:he was too concerned with the letter. It was addressed to him, so ripped the envelope open, and dragged out the letter. Amber eyes skimmed over the text, not missing a word.
"Dear trainer,
We are sure that you have heard that the. Johto Battle Frontier has finally opened. In commemoration of the event, all trainers from the Pokemon League are required to attend the Opening Tournament and Pokemon Contest. This is mandatory for all Trainers who possess a Pokedex. The Tournament will be held at Olivine Beach on January 20th. Failure to present yourself at this Tournament will result in you getting banned from all future League events and functions.
Sincerely, the Pokemon League Association & Johto Battle Frontier Team."
Ash glared at the letter, before tossing it away. The wind carried into some direction, God knows where.
"Chu Pika?" Pikachu asked. Ash was peeved. That letter was not helping him. "That," He began furiously, "Was a prime example of bad advertising." Pikachu wanted to know what was getting his master all worked up. His answer wasn't enough.
Over the years, they had changed. Not just Ash and Pikachu, but all of their Pokemon. Ever since Ash's twelfth birthday, they knew they couldn't trust people. They turned to each other for support, since Ash didn't have the money to stay in a Pokemon Centre, or a hotel. On those cold nights on the coast they had settled on, they knew that the old, childish personalities of the past had to be made.
"Chu Pi?" Pikachu wanted to know what had his master so riled up. That wasn't satisfying.
"Some tournament," Pikachu blinked. "They're saying that if we don't come, we'll be banned from future tournaments, and that sort of rubbish."
"Chu Pi Pika?" The mouse squeaked. Ash's mouth turned to a frown. "You want to go?" He asked, eyebrow raised in a suspicious manner. Pikachu looked up at him, with innocent eyes. The little mouse tugged on it's master's leg, hoping to convince him."Pika Chu..." The mouse said. Ash knew what that meant, and shook his head. He turned back to the sunset, wanting to catch it before it vanished.
"Bay..." Ash rose his head, and addressed the Grass-Type standing behind him. Ash's eyes narrowed.
"You too, Bayleef?" Guilt stirred at the pit of his heart. His Pokemon wanted to fight. They wanted to show the world what they were made of. But, he wasn't ready to meet it again.
"Taloo!" Ash's Talonflame descended before him: it had heard their chat. "Flame!" Ash was feeling overpowered, as his Pokemon surrounded him. Ash heard his loyal Charizard let out a roar. A bloodthirsty roar, in excitement.
Ash looked around, wanting to find some way out of this. There was none. He sighed, "I don't have a choice here," He stood up, and walked to the cliff's edge. He looked into the sky, which was darkening. Stars blazed in the black canvas. With a smile, he pointed out to the world. "We're back in the game."
Too short? Too cheesy? Don't worry, it'll get more original later on. If you're interested, this fic takes place in 2054. There will be a little bit of references, via fanmade Pokemon.