Hello everyone, this is Thomas Light. Not the scientist, but I wish I was him.

Anyway, I am writing this story for the sake of how Ash would wake up from his long sleep and face a harsh world where people lost the purpose of fighting iron will and determination. They're no pairing in this story yet, until later on. Keep in mind that this is something that I wanted to write some time as it will allow me to understand from the 'Pokémon Ash Coma Theory'. Leave a review and comment, and have a nice day.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, if I did, Ash would be 16 by now.

Chapter 1: The Hero Awakens

"Pikachu is unable to battle, Tyrantrum is the winner. The red trainer is out of Pokemon leaving green trainer with one Pokemon, thus green trainer wins!"

Ash Ketchum, Pokemon Trainer extraordinaire just lost to the finals in Kalos. He almost had him, just a small inch of the attack and it would of been over. Slight miscalculation caused him the win. He was on his knees and trying not to cry. He lost to this masked trainer with no name, keeping it anonymous. He could barely hear the crowd for some time until it was silent. As the stadium became pitch black, a small spotlight was on Ash and a masked man.

The masked man, wearing a black trench coat with black slacks and a white sad mask just stood there and stared at his opponent.

"You're useless Ash"

The figure that said that was Brock, Ash's best friend appeared with scowl look in his face.

"Once a loser, always a loser."

The next figure, Gary Oak appeared.

One insult to another as all of his friends and rivals alike appeared from the darkness itself. He even heard an insult from his girlfriend of six months Serena. Each one worse than the other until the point of hurting him emotionally and mentally. The young trainer was in a fetal position and cried for the voices to stop. Yet then it became whispers after a while. Suddenly they stopped after begging for them to be gone.

The masked man walked toward his opponent and said

"You have fought well Ash from the start of your journey until this last place."

Although Ash could hear him, he was still their.

"However, a truth must be told in order for you to understand. A truth that you have blocked yourself for years will finally come to an end."

The young trainer looked at the man while drying his eyes off and saw him removed his mask. Then threw it aside from the arena.

Ash was in shock and can't comprehend to what he is seeing with his eyes.

It was Ash, yet older looking.

"H-how is that possible?"

The older trainer smiled "I am the real you. All what you went through was nothing but here."

He touched the younger trainers head.

He is trying to comprehend everything, until he realized what happened to him when he was just ten years old. He remembered how Pikachu jumped to face those Spearows. His best friend jumped up at them and used Thunder. The blast sent him flying and then nothing. He assumed the world that he thrived was real, and in all of it, it was just in his mind. An imagination that only a small child could come up. What child would be allowed to stop thieves and criminals? What child could they not save the world and died a number of times? A child that never ages? Those questions answered just in front of him.

The young trainer looked at the ghost of his older self and said "What about my friends, rivals, Team Rocket?"

"They represent you, Ash. They are part of your psyche, part of your conscious of who you are. Yet the most unchanging would be your parents. You kept them of how they are and did everything you could to keep going. Your journey ends here but your new journey begins in the confines of reality."

Ash shook his response and whispered "It's a cruel and mean world. Nothing but broken promises and lies"

"That is why you must let go and be brave Ash. I believed in you and so do your other conscious. They believe that you might do greatness and possibilities. Yes it is scary to face the impossible odds, yes the world is cruel but you can make it whatever you want if you just have faith Ash. They are people out there who are waiting to show them what is right."

Suddenly Misty appeared and said "Ash, I know you can face this."

Dawn appeared with a simple smile "You are strong, Ash."

Giovanni appeared with a soft smile and said "I'm proud of you."

One by one, encouragement to face the world brings him into standing up and wiping his tears away. He nodded and then the older man extended his hand and said "Here take my hand and be ready to give the world something to remember." Ash extended his hand and suddenly felt a pull going upwards.

His vision was at first getting brighter from the spotlight faster and faster. Until he saw a bright light.


He opened his eyes slowly and saw that a white ceiling. He turned his head to his right and saw a large window. The blinders were all the way up, allowing Ash to see the beautiful sunrise. He was breathing a bit on his own and realized that a breather was in his mouth. He tried to move his arms, but they were weak. He then looked at his left and saw both of his parents asleep.

His mother, though her face aged a little, still looked beautiful to him. His father, greying a little from his jet black hair on his temple and weariness in his look, was still looking as strong as ever. He tried to speak to them to awaken them, but his throat was very dry. He looked not to far from his vision a glass of water. Just thinking of that water would quench his dry throat.

He began to try to reach for the water, but his body felt heavy from years of inactivity. He vowed to get stronger. For now his goal would be to reach for that water at all costs. He sliding his left arm, slowly and and began to try to lift it. It was taken his sweet time for him to finally reach the table.

While he is slowly reaching for the glass of water, a yellow mouse was walking toward the hall and was heading inside of the room. He looked at the older people and hoped that his friend and trainer would wake up. Well friend is not the right word, considering how he mistreated him, he swore on his heart and every fiber of his Pokemon existence that if he wakes up, he will obey him. A trainer was never meant to do what he did and yet he went all out to protect him. As he looked in the bed itself, his eyes widen and saw that he was awake and was trying to grasp the water.

The young raven man was trying to close it, when he felt a small weight on his side of the bed, it was his Pikachu. He smiled softly at him. Pikachu went to reach the water and manage to grasp it with both of his arms. The young Pokemon carefully was walking in the bed, not to drop the water and carefully placed it at shoulder blade of his partner. Ash managed to reach his right arm to remove the breathing mask and nodded. The yellow mouse carefully tipped the on his lips and he felt the water going down on his throat. Pikachu stopped for a moment and placed the cup normally, allowing him to breathe a moment.

Ash's throat cleared out and weakly said "Hey buddy."

Pikachu couldn't take it, he hugged his trainer softly and began to cry. Cry that he was able to speak, cry that he was finally awake.

"It's okay buddy...I forgive you."

Those words sounded loving and sweet for the young Pokemon.

The two adult were stirred from their slumber and the first one to see Ash was Delia. The woman herself saw her son awake and was shocked.

"Gio, he's awake!"

The older man noticed and was surprised. Without hesitation, he shouted out the door "Doctor, I need a doctor!"

The mother went over to her son, moved the water out and hugged son. Finally awake after a long slumber.

"Oh Ash, my baby boy! You're awake!"

Ash was happy to hear his mother's voice and felt his mother's tears on his neck. Just then he heard his father speak softly "Welcome back, son"

"Hey dad" His father, tears coming from his eyes simply fell with joy that he was alive. THe doctors came and went to check up on him.

To be continue

A/N:

Well that is the first chapter of this story. Finally awake after a long sleep. Originally I was going not going to have Pikachu in it, as a small creature couldn't survive from a thunder. A thunder has at least 120 million volts at max, so Pikachu couldn't sustain it, but for the sake of argument I would say that he was shielded by his own Thunder Shock attack that protected him.

Well keep your ears peeled for the next chapter, by next week. Leave a review and criticism are accepted, no flames please. That is all.