The storyline is creation of the writer of this story, all Pokémon and characters are own by the original creator of the Pokémon franchise. Thank you and enjoy
Ash, Misty and Brock, sleep peacefully in a forest, the grass whistled, as winds blew in from the south. Pikachu ears twitched as if something was stirring, a fog was forming over the forest, sending a chill to all its inhibiters, Ash was soon woken from his sleep as the objects around him began devolving white dust. Ash sit up straight seeing clumps of white blobs, and small sparkling particles; looking at his friends still sleeping, with their sleeping bags covered in frost, Ash took advantage of this moment, to spend some quality time alone. Putting on his coat and hat, he unknowing awakes Pikachu; seeing his trainer Pikachu ran to his side without any hesitations; Ash smiled before taking him up into his arms together they walked off into the lonesome icy trail.
The beautiful scenery was dazing the pair, trees and flowers coating with sleet and piles of snow. "Pikachu isn't this beautiful I wished I had a camera it would make a nice Christmas card for my mom" Pikachu remained silent, feeling Ash's regret. "But, I can always sketch it; yeah I have a note book in my bag" Ash opens his backpack, to remove a 12 by 8 inch sketch book. Ash lays his book on the ground, getting into a good poster to begin his drawing. After a good while, the drawing is done, an amateur piece of art. Ash makes a comparison with his sketch, seeing it was more abstract then realism he laughs which startle Pikachu. "Ha ha, don't worry Pikachu; I'll get better" Ash lowers his voice, "Someday"
As they prepare to return, to the campsite, an otherworldly cry startles the duo. "What's that," Ash called out to the distant. The cry grows louder as the creature approaches them; Ash withdraws a poke ball from his belt. "Go, Charmander" Ash hurls the poke ball forward releasing an orange lizard like creature with a bright glowing flame spouting from its tail. The cry grew louder causing, causing Ash, Pikachu and Charmander to cover their ears; "Garr Charmander flamethrower, now!" Charmander on command, shoots an intense stream of fire in the creatures direction causing, the snow path melt; wetting the ground. The creature returned fire, with a powerful thunder wave paralyzing and damaging Ash's Charmander. Ash was amazed and frightened by the devastation force of that attack.
Ash now had a new agenda, he wanted to capture this Pokémon and make it his own; with the motivation he need. Ash, Pikachu and Charmander went on the hunt for this Pokémon of legends. Following the mourns of his prey, the trio was in hot pursuit, suddenly a fog was beginning to form but, as long his target was making noises, he would not need to worry about the change in scenery too much, up ahead was something Ash only seen inside a fairytale, a sparkling castle. "Wow, this must have been made hundreds of years ago." Ash sees the castle gate lowering itself to the ground. Ash looked at Pikachu and Charmander to see if they were seeing things too, they looked back to him asking the same questions mentally. The cry was earsplitting; shaking the ground a bit, Ash knew it was waiting for him, testing his determination, without any second thought, he plunges into the light of the mysterious tower.
Author Comment's: Ash and Pikachu are hot on the mystical Pokémon's trail.