Shattered Reality
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon. It is property of Satoshi Tajiri, Creatures, Gamefreak, Nintendo, 4Kids Entertainment, and KidsWB. I am making no profit off of this story other than the entertainment of the readers. That's profit enough.
NOTE: To those of you who have read this story before, I urge you to read it again. I have revised it quite a bit. Also things are going to change a little bit because I noticed the plot wasn't going with what I had in mind. Just wanted to let you know - HYZ
NOTE2: I hate KidsWB portrayal of Ash and I've made him cooler. This takes place in 2006 just to let you know. Ash is the Supreme Grand Pokémon Master meaning he won in the Pokémon World Tournament. It also means that people admire and respect him very much so. And to anyone who thinks I stole the title from Ookido Shigeru, that's a lie and he's just upset that I'm a better writer! *sniggers* Now, for those of you who don't already know, ~*~*~*~ means scene change, *SENTENCE* means translated Pokémon speech, SENTENCE means psychic speech, 'SENTENCE' means thoughts, and if you see a little (1) or (2) symbol, that means a note about something. Kay?
Ages:
Ash – 17
Misty – 17
Brock – 17
Giovanni – 35
Chapter 1 – Global Assault
Ash, Misty, and Brock ran along Route 34 desperately trying to make it to the Goldenrod Pokémon Center before it started pouring. Currently, it was just sprinkling but by a quick glance at the wall clouds overhead, they knew that they were in for a bad storm. As they neared the end of the route however, the storm grew in strength and it began pouring in outright torrents of rain. Bolts of lightning lanced from the sky dancing along in the night with a brilliant flash. The bolts of lightning mainly hit the lightning rod atop Goldenrod's radio tower but a few stray bolts came dangerously close the group. "Pikachu!" Ash yelled over the storm. "Deflect the lightning bolts with your own!" The small electric mouse nodded and ran about 5 yards away from the Ash and the group and started firing bolts of electricity at the oncoming lightning bolts. "Quicksilver, Go!" Ash cried throwing a Pokéball into the air. Energy came forth from the ball and materialized into a large Pidgeot.
"Misty, Brock, get on! I'm gonna go get Pikachu!"
The two hesitated for a moment, afraid to leave Ash alone out in this, but a glance at Ash perfectly told that he would not stand for any crap. The two trainers nodded and took off as Ash ran the opposite direction towards his first Pokémon. Moving as quickly as his legs could carry him, he picked up Pikachu and sprinted back towards Goldenrod. Unfortunately for him, his shoes didn't have enough traction and he slid across wet grass into the side of the guardhouse that marked the entrance to Goldenrod City. Ash stood up and ran through the gatehouse only to be thrown back through the window of it by an explosion. "This just isn't my fucking day, is it!?" Ash growled. A loud crackle cut out any thoughts of self-pity he had. Simultaneously, all the TVs that displayed ads turned on simultaneously, broadcasting the same message. "Citizens of Goldenrod, you are now under siege! My name is Giovanni deRocketti, leader of Team Rocket. As I speak, my men are taking over this city. Anyone who resists, is killed. But I promise you, it will be a slow, painful death." Giovanni announced. His voice echoed throughout the city, reverberating through the empty alleyways. Ash stood up and brushed the glass off of his body. A troop of rockets walked by and he tried his best to hide. "Hey, I think I see someone over there!" a rocket yelled as he pointed in Ash's direction. "Shit! Go Featherfury!" Ash whispered releasing the tiny Pidgeot. Unlike Quicksilver who was bred for size and strength, this Pidgeot was made for aerodynamics and speed. Ash quickly scrawled a little message on a piece of paper from his pocket.
"Featherfury, take this to the Elite Seven! This is of the utmost importance. I don't usually ask you to do this, but hit your top speed!"
The Pidgeot looked at its master for a second in worry. She had never seen him like this. Regaining her senses and not wasting another second, she took off. "Hey, there's a Pidgeot, and it's carrying a message!!! Shoot it!" another rocket cried out. The Pidgeot released a gust at the rockets below, desperately trying to gain speed as it dodged between bullets. Ash, seeing the situation stood up and shouted, distracting the rockets. "Oi! Peabrains! Over here!!" Ash cried waving his arms. These rockets were definitely not the higher-class rockets, probably only hired because of their ability as soldiers, not intelligence. "Hey, is he insulting us?" one asked. Another one nodded and answered, "KILL HIM!!!" Bullets ricocheted off the asphalt in front of Ash and back flipped away from the bullets, pulling out another Pokéball.
"GO REX!"
A very large, very mean, and very hungry looking Tyranitar materialized in front of the rockets growling as it laid eyes upon them. Only one rocket was brave enough to speak, and all he said was, "Shit."
"REX, USE FISSURE STRIKE!"
The Tyranitar looked at its trainer, nodded, and then jumped into the air. He then flipped upside down, his body spiraling and his fist out, and dropped to the ground. A millisecond went by before anything happened, but then the ground burst open, buildings crumbled, and a fissure line opened up right beneath the rockets, trapping all those who fell.
"Good job Rex, return! Go Bronco! Lets get to the Pokémon Center!"
The Tauros nodded and Ash tucked Pikachu under his arm hopping onto the Tauros. Ash grabbed one of the horns while he used his other hand to tighten his grip on Pikachu. With a slight kick to the flank of the Tauros, they were off.
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"ARGH!! Where is he!?" Misty screamed pacing around the Pokémon Center, "It's been twenty minutes since he sent us here!" Just then the electric hum of the lights stopped and it went black.
"NOW WHAT?!"
Another minute passed and Misty was just about to open the door and leave when a Tauros busted through the glass and metal of the Pokémon Center door. Ash hopped off Bronco and returned him to his Pokéball. Misty growled and attempted to hit Ash over the head until he grabbed her arm and stopped her. "WHERE WERE YOU?" she demanded. "Trying to save my fucking ass, do you have a problem with that? In case you haven't noticed which I doubt you would through that thickhead of yours, Team Rocket has taken control of Goldenrod City. I was trying to inform the Elite Seven and stop the group of rockets that were heading deeper into town." Ash replied harshly. He kneeled down to the ground and took off his backpack searching through it. Finding what he was obviously looking for, he pulled two white spray bottles out of his backpack. One was labeled, 'Revive', and the other was labeled, 'Full Restore'. Ash sprayed the Revive on Pikachu first and then the Full Restore. "That'll hold him for now but I could really use some bandages and a good supply of electricity to bring him back up to full." Ash declared as he picked up the sleeping rodent and placed him in his backpack. "So what do we do about Team Rocket?" Misty inquired. "Do the usual and go kick their ass?"
"No way Misty. There are at least 700 rockets out there, all equipped with assault rifles. We wouldn't stand a chance."
The lights turned back on and Ash went for the remote.
"I take it that the people of Goldenrod have taken the power plant back. This has got to be on the news."
He turned the TV to channel 98 and turned up the volume. "This is Channel 98 News coming to you live from Indigo City. As you can see Team Rocket has also made a devastating strike here as in many other places. We will now hand it over to Linda MacDrackel who is live in New York City, America. The camera changed and now the view was of a British woman standing in the middle of the street. The rat-tat-tat of ammunition fire in the background and screaming of the injured and mourning hit Ash with a bone chilling sadness. "Team Rocket has made a crippling strike upon New York City. American forces were sent in immediately but even with their now increased defenses, they are struggling to defeat the onslaught of Team Rocket members. It seems we have underestimated Team Rocket for the last time. With 100 million people and over 500 billion dollars they are making it difficult everywhere. Rumors report that U.S. forces are considering nuclear war. The horror however, is not isolated to this city. All over the world there has been terror and destruction. All of the Indigo Islands, Orange Archipelago and many other places near the heart of the Pokémon World were taken over. For those of us who don't know, Indigo is the heart of the Pokémon World although all through the Earth there are different parts of the Pokémon World. Other attacks include Tokyo, Washington DC, New York City, Dallas, Moscow, Rio De Janeiro, Berlin, Cairo, Sydney, Jerusalem, Seattle, Los Angeles, Los Vegas, San Francisco, Hong Kong, Paris, Rome, Mexico City, Tijuana, Baghdad, New Delhi, Singapore, Houston, Minneapolis, London, Boston, Winnipeg, Edmonton, Sacramento, San Salvador, Santo Domingo, Buenos Aires, Bogotá, Algiers, Vatican City, and Dublin. Our military forces cannot handle this alone. I beg any citizens to help defeat Team Rocket!" Linda cried. There were loud shouts and cries. Bullets riddled Linda's body and the screen went to snow. "Holy shit…" Ash muttered, the color drained from his face. "Guys…I have an idea. The main military base of Indigo Island is in Fuchsia City, and knowing Janine, she's probably defending it at all costs. We go there and we gather some people up. They'll listen to me, I'm sure they will. Go, Blissey! Teleport us to Fuchsia City!" The Happiness Pokémon nodded and glowed with energy. There was a flash of light and they were gone.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon. It is property of Satoshi Tajiri, Creatures, Gamefreak, Nintendo, 4Kids Entertainment, and KidsWB. I am making no profit off of this story other than the entertainment of the readers. That's profit enough.
NOTE: To those of you who have read this story before, I urge you to read it again. I have revised it quite a bit. Also things are going to change a little bit because I noticed the plot wasn't going with what I had in mind. Just wanted to let you know - HYZ
NOTE2: I hate KidsWB portrayal of Ash and I've made him cooler. This takes place in 2006 just to let you know. Ash is the Supreme Grand Pokémon Master meaning he won in the Pokémon World Tournament. It also means that people admire and respect him very much so. And to anyone who thinks I stole the title from Ookido Shigeru, that's a lie and he's just upset that I'm a better writer! *sniggers* Now, for those of you who don't already know, ~*~*~*~ means scene change, *SENTENCE* means translated Pokémon speech, SENTENCE means psychic speech, 'SENTENCE' means thoughts, and if you see a little (1) or (2) symbol, that means a note about something. Kay?
Ages:
Ash – 17
Misty – 17
Brock – 17
Giovanni – 35
Chapter 1 – Global Assault
Ash, Misty, and Brock ran along Route 34 desperately trying to make it to the Goldenrod Pokémon Center before it started pouring. Currently, it was just sprinkling but by a quick glance at the wall clouds overhead, they knew that they were in for a bad storm. As they neared the end of the route however, the storm grew in strength and it began pouring in outright torrents of rain. Bolts of lightning lanced from the sky dancing along in the night with a brilliant flash. The bolts of lightning mainly hit the lightning rod atop Goldenrod's radio tower but a few stray bolts came dangerously close the group. "Pikachu!" Ash yelled over the storm. "Deflect the lightning bolts with your own!" The small electric mouse nodded and ran about 5 yards away from the Ash and the group and started firing bolts of electricity at the oncoming lightning bolts. "Quicksilver, Go!" Ash cried throwing a Pokéball into the air. Energy came forth from the ball and materialized into a large Pidgeot.
"Misty, Brock, get on! I'm gonna go get Pikachu!"
The two hesitated for a moment, afraid to leave Ash alone out in this, but a glance at Ash perfectly told that he would not stand for any crap. The two trainers nodded and took off as Ash ran the opposite direction towards his first Pokémon. Moving as quickly as his legs could carry him, he picked up Pikachu and sprinted back towards Goldenrod. Unfortunately for him, his shoes didn't have enough traction and he slid across wet grass into the side of the guardhouse that marked the entrance to Goldenrod City. Ash stood up and ran through the gatehouse only to be thrown back through the window of it by an explosion. "This just isn't my fucking day, is it!?" Ash growled. A loud crackle cut out any thoughts of self-pity he had. Simultaneously, all the TVs that displayed ads turned on simultaneously, broadcasting the same message. "Citizens of Goldenrod, you are now under siege! My name is Giovanni deRocketti, leader of Team Rocket. As I speak, my men are taking over this city. Anyone who resists, is killed. But I promise you, it will be a slow, painful death." Giovanni announced. His voice echoed throughout the city, reverberating through the empty alleyways. Ash stood up and brushed the glass off of his body. A troop of rockets walked by and he tried his best to hide. "Hey, I think I see someone over there!" a rocket yelled as he pointed in Ash's direction. "Shit! Go Featherfury!" Ash whispered releasing the tiny Pidgeot. Unlike Quicksilver who was bred for size and strength, this Pidgeot was made for aerodynamics and speed. Ash quickly scrawled a little message on a piece of paper from his pocket.
"Featherfury, take this to the Elite Seven! This is of the utmost importance. I don't usually ask you to do this, but hit your top speed!"
The Pidgeot looked at its master for a second in worry. She had never seen him like this. Regaining her senses and not wasting another second, she took off. "Hey, there's a Pidgeot, and it's carrying a message!!! Shoot it!" another rocket cried out. The Pidgeot released a gust at the rockets below, desperately trying to gain speed as it dodged between bullets. Ash, seeing the situation stood up and shouted, distracting the rockets. "Oi! Peabrains! Over here!!" Ash cried waving his arms. These rockets were definitely not the higher-class rockets, probably only hired because of their ability as soldiers, not intelligence. "Hey, is he insulting us?" one asked. Another one nodded and answered, "KILL HIM!!!" Bullets ricocheted off the asphalt in front of Ash and back flipped away from the bullets, pulling out another Pokéball.
"GO REX!"
A very large, very mean, and very hungry looking Tyranitar materialized in front of the rockets growling as it laid eyes upon them. Only one rocket was brave enough to speak, and all he said was, "Shit."
"REX, USE FISSURE STRIKE!"
The Tyranitar looked at its trainer, nodded, and then jumped into the air. He then flipped upside down, his body spiraling and his fist out, and dropped to the ground. A millisecond went by before anything happened, but then the ground burst open, buildings crumbled, and a fissure line opened up right beneath the rockets, trapping all those who fell.
"Good job Rex, return! Go Bronco! Lets get to the Pokémon Center!"
The Tauros nodded and Ash tucked Pikachu under his arm hopping onto the Tauros. Ash grabbed one of the horns while he used his other hand to tighten his grip on Pikachu. With a slight kick to the flank of the Tauros, they were off.
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"ARGH!! Where is he!?" Misty screamed pacing around the Pokémon Center, "It's been twenty minutes since he sent us here!" Just then the electric hum of the lights stopped and it went black.
"NOW WHAT?!"
Another minute passed and Misty was just about to open the door and leave when a Tauros busted through the glass and metal of the Pokémon Center door. Ash hopped off Bronco and returned him to his Pokéball. Misty growled and attempted to hit Ash over the head until he grabbed her arm and stopped her. "WHERE WERE YOU?" she demanded. "Trying to save my fucking ass, do you have a problem with that? In case you haven't noticed which I doubt you would through that thickhead of yours, Team Rocket has taken control of Goldenrod City. I was trying to inform the Elite Seven and stop the group of rockets that were heading deeper into town." Ash replied harshly. He kneeled down to the ground and took off his backpack searching through it. Finding what he was obviously looking for, he pulled two white spray bottles out of his backpack. One was labeled, 'Revive', and the other was labeled, 'Full Restore'. Ash sprayed the Revive on Pikachu first and then the Full Restore. "That'll hold him for now but I could really use some bandages and a good supply of electricity to bring him back up to full." Ash declared as he picked up the sleeping rodent and placed him in his backpack. "So what do we do about Team Rocket?" Misty inquired. "Do the usual and go kick their ass?"
"No way Misty. There are at least 700 rockets out there, all equipped with assault rifles. We wouldn't stand a chance."
The lights turned back on and Ash went for the remote.
"I take it that the people of Goldenrod have taken the power plant back. This has got to be on the news."
He turned the TV to channel 98 and turned up the volume. "This is Channel 98 News coming to you live from Indigo City. As you can see Team Rocket has also made a devastating strike here as in many other places. We will now hand it over to Linda MacDrackel who is live in New York City, America. The camera changed and now the view was of a British woman standing in the middle of the street. The rat-tat-tat of ammunition fire in the background and screaming of the injured and mourning hit Ash with a bone chilling sadness. "Team Rocket has made a crippling strike upon New York City. American forces were sent in immediately but even with their now increased defenses, they are struggling to defeat the onslaught of Team Rocket members. It seems we have underestimated Team Rocket for the last time. With 100 million people and over 500 billion dollars they are making it difficult everywhere. Rumors report that U.S. forces are considering nuclear war. The horror however, is not isolated to this city. All over the world there has been terror and destruction. All of the Indigo Islands, Orange Archipelago and many other places near the heart of the Pokémon World were taken over. For those of us who don't know, Indigo is the heart of the Pokémon World although all through the Earth there are different parts of the Pokémon World. Other attacks include Tokyo, Washington DC, New York City, Dallas, Moscow, Rio De Janeiro, Berlin, Cairo, Sydney, Jerusalem, Seattle, Los Angeles, Los Vegas, San Francisco, Hong Kong, Paris, Rome, Mexico City, Tijuana, Baghdad, New Delhi, Singapore, Houston, Minneapolis, London, Boston, Winnipeg, Edmonton, Sacramento, San Salvador, Santo Domingo, Buenos Aires, Bogotá, Algiers, Vatican City, and Dublin. Our military forces cannot handle this alone. I beg any citizens to help defeat Team Rocket!" Linda cried. There were loud shouts and cries. Bullets riddled Linda's body and the screen went to snow. "Holy shit…" Ash muttered, the color drained from his face. "Guys…I have an idea. The main military base of Indigo Island is in Fuchsia City, and knowing Janine, she's probably defending it at all costs. We go there and we gather some people up. They'll listen to me, I'm sure they will. Go, Blissey! Teleport us to Fuchsia City!" The Happiness Pokémon nodded and glowed with energy. There was a flash of light and they were gone.