"Pikachu, use THUNDERBOLT!" Ash commanded.
"PikaCHUU!"
"Piplup, use water gun!" Verity screamed.
"Pip-Pip!"
The attacks smashed into each other, exploding across the field.
"Pikachu, use-"
A green, seemingly bottomless hole formed in front of Ash.
"Wha-"
The pit engulfed Ash and Pikachu, dragging them into a spiral of green and purple swirls and cosmos.
"Whooaah! Help me!"
"Pika, Pikachu!"
"ASH!" He heard Verity scream.
The Warp broke in front of Ash. He fell, face first into the earth. He managed to flip himself onto his back with his last energy.
"Oww. Yeah, that hurt. Pikachu? Are you alright?"
Pikachu landed on top of Ash's stomach.
"Awww."
"Pika Pika."
Ash was dazed. He thought the portal must be the cause of his nausea-filled trance.
"Aghh…" Ash closed his eyes, unconscious.
. . .
"What is that?"
"A kid with too much hair on his head," a deep voiced man stated.
"Not the kid, idiot. The mouse thing," a voice hissed.
"Some kinda yellow mouse er' somethin'," Deep Voice responded.
"I just said that, dimwad," a voice hissed again.
"Wha- Who are you guys?" Ash asked.
"The kid is talking," Deep Voice whispered.
"Oh really, thought it was the mouse." The other one yelled.
"You Brutes would die without us Oles, Thaedius.
"Um… Can you guys help me?" Ash asked.
"Put the bag over his head Thaedius," the Ole said.
"Our lunch bag?" Thaedius asked.
"I'm actually hate you now," the Ole added.
A potato sack bag was shoved over Ash's head.
"What about the yellow mouse thing?"
"Use the lunchbag."
"Wait, what are you guys?"
"You'll find out soon."
End of Part I of the PokéHunter Chronicles