What's up guys, PokefanShipping here with a different kind of story for you all. I've decided to write about the future of Pokemon. That is, where the main characters will be in about 10-15 years. If people like this then I will actually continue it and turn it into a real story featuring the children of our favorite Pokemon heroes. Anyways, I hope you like what I've come up with; this was a lot of fun to write! Enjoy...

~ Pallet Town ~

A relatively small, homely, strictly residential development with very few houses compared to its neighboring cities: Pallet Town. One would never have guessed that some of the most significant people in the Pokemon world were born and raised here. There was, of course, Professor Samuel Oak, the famous researcher of the Kanto region. His grandson, Gary Oak, had followed in his grandfather's footsteps to become a researcher himself, and was currently making fantastic progress regarding his studies on Mega Evolution. And then there was Ash Ketchum.

Delia Ketchum had always known that her son was something special. Granted, nearly every parent views their children in this manner, but she knew that Ash was destined for greatness. She was right, of course. He had made her so proud...

Ash had started his journey right here, in Pallet Town. With his beloved companion, Pikachu, he had traveled through six different regions (seven, if you count the Orange Islands as a region). His goal had been to become a Pokemon Master, and he sought out as many Pokemon as he could. What was special about Ash was that he not only helped his Pokemon become stronger, but he loved each and every one of them. He did not care whether a Pokemon was powerful or not. In his eyes, any Pokemon could be great as long as they were loved and trusted by their trainers.

Of course, he would never have accomplished what he had without his friends. He had traveled with many other people, all who came from different regions and backgrounds. They included Misty, Brock, May, Max, Dawn, Iris, Cilan, Clemont, Bonnie, and Serena. Every one of them helped Ash in some way, and they were his closest friends. One of them even ended up becoming his wife.

Where is Ash now? What is he doing with his life? Don't worry, his story will be told. But first, it is important to know where his friends are, and what they are doing with their lives. And somehow, some way...their stories will intertwine once again.

– –

~ Cerulean City ~

"Okay, Corsola, use Bubblebeam one more time!"

The Coral Pokemon opened its mouth wide and released numerous bubbles in a powerful stream directed straight towards the opposing Graveler.

Graveler was too slow to dodge and was forced to take the hit head-on. When the bubbles faded away, it collapsed.

"Graveler is unable to battle! Corsola is the winner, which means the victory goes to the Gym Leader, Misty!" Casey announced.

Tommy Harrison smiled sadly and walked up to his Graveler, who was beginning to regain consciousness. Graveler looked at its trainer with disappointment in its eyes. Tommy shook his head.

"Don't be sad, Graveler. It's not your fault you're weak to water-type Pokemon. You tried your best – you even evolved during the battle! That was awesome to see. Now take a good rest, buddy," Tommy said, recalling Graveler back to its Pokeball. He turned to face Misty.

Misty smiled at him. "That was a very good battle, Tommy. I can recognize the battling prowess that runs in your family! Brock and Forrest must have taught you well," she said.

Tommy nodded. "Yeah, I'm going to learn how to beat water-types with my rock-type Pokemon, so it might end differently the next time we battle!" he said. "Brock mentioned that he would teach me how sometime!" Despite his loss, he was still in high spirits.

"That's great, Tommy. I'm really looking forward to it. Speaking of Brock, how has he been? Have you heard from him recently?" Misty asked.

– –

~ Saffron City ~

"Doctor Harrison, this patient is all yours."

The emergency room doors opened as several people wheeled in a severely injured Growlithe. Immediately, Brock went to work. As a Pokemon Doctor, his job was to work efficiently.

"Let's see, it looks like this Growlithe's been poisoned. And that's the least serious of its injuries. We need to hurry. Fetch me an Antidote right away!" Brock wasn't going to waste any time.

After about 20 minutes, Growlithe was treated properly and was resting at the hospital. No one doubted that it would be fine, of course. After all, Doctor Harrison was the best doctor in Kanto, and arguably the best in other regions as well.

Brock was walking to his apartment after a long day at work. Man, I can't wait to just get back and get some rest, he thought. On the way, he saw Saffron's Nurse Joy walk by. He smiled and remembered the time back when he would have gotten down on one knee and asked her out on a date. And then Croagunk would use Poison Jab on him and drag him away. He shuddered at that thought. I'm glad those days are over, he thought.

But was he? Was he glad? Truthfully, he didn't really know. He missed traveling around the world with Ash and Misty and May and Dawn. He missed them all. Sure, being a Pokemon Doctor had been his dream since he came home from Sinnoh...but he couldn't help but reminisce about the past. I wonder when I'll see any of them again, he thought.

– –

~ Littleroot Town ~

May was watching her kids play in the yard with Blaziken and Delcatty. She loved them so much; her kids and her Pokemon. She was proud of each and every one of them. She thought of her first born child, who was not currently there, but was now on her way to attend Professor Sycamore's summer camp in the Kalos region.

Her husband, Drew, was away at work. He helped novice trainers with Pokemon coordinating to help promote contests in the area, since Littleroot Town was quite small and didn't have a contest hall of its own. He really had a passion for coordinating, and that was one of the things she loved about him. When they were younger, she considered him her main rival. He had helped her achieve so much, and vice versa. She had also had a crush on him back then, and she had tried her best to hide it. She blushed just thinking about it.

Her thoughts returned to her daughter Meredith, her first born. She worried that Meredith wasn't old enough to be traveling to Kalos all by herself, but Drew had convinced her to let her go. He had made a good point by saying that Meredith would make new friends there and they would all continue their journey together. May knew in her heart that he was right, but she still couldn't help but worry for her child.

She stood up and started making lunch for Lizabeth and Kyle, her other two children who were not yet old enough to embark on Pokemon journeys. The thought of them reminded her of Max back when they were traveling together with Ash and Brock.

– –

~ Petalburg City ~

"Nice one, Snorlax! Now, let's use Heavy Slam again!"

Snorlax heaved its huge body towards the opposing Treecko, charging with metallic power. Treecko dodged with ease, although it was starting to get tired. Snorlax's endurance was certainly remarkable.

George gritted his teeth. "Okay, Treecko, let's use Bullet Seed to distract it, then hit it hard with Pound!" he commanded. Treecko was his last hope.

Treecko nodded and shot dozens of small green seeds at Snorlax as he ran, hitting its face. Snorlax pawed at the incoming barrage, receiving minor damage but getting very irritated.

Treecko kept running and threw its best Pound attack at Snorlax, hitting its stomach smack dab in the middle. But its eyes widened as it simply bounced off of Snorlax's enormous belly and fell to the ground. Snorlax didn't seem very fazed.

Max smiled. "It's gonna take a lot more than that to take out my Snorlax!" he shouted. "Snorlax, let's end this with Giga Impact!" he commanded.

Snorlax charged forth with unexpected speed and slammed into Treecko head-on, knocking it back into the wall of the gym. Treecko lay embedded into the wall, knocked out completely.

"Treecko is unable to battle! Snorlax is the winner! Which means the victor is Max, the Petalburg Gym Leader!" the referee announced.

"George, you battled well. I'm impressed with your Treecko's speed. However, your problem was that you allowed it to lose its footing. Treecko is quick, no doubt, but when it loses its footing, it leaves it vulnerable to a powerful attack. That's how Snorlax and I were able to beat you," Max said. He really did know a lot about Pokemon. It was all thanks to those days back when he was traveling with Ash, May, and Brock.

George nodded his head, writing down notes in his notebook. "I see. So we'll start working on that. Thank you so much for the advice, Max! I really enjoyed our battle," he said.

Max smiled. "No problem. And come back anytime you want a rematch, you hear?" he said.

George nodded again, a big smile on his face. "Can I ask how you came to be so strong? I'm really impressed with how much you know about Pokemon."

Max thought about this question. He had always known a lot about Pokemon when he was very little, since he read a lot of books as a child. But really, he learned what he knew from watching Ash. He learned how to use fast Pokemon like his Linoone from watching Ash use Pikachu, and he learned how to manage with slow Pokemon like his Snorlax from watching Ash and Torkoal. That was just the beginning. He could go on and on about how much he had learned.

"Well, George, you see...I had a pretty good role model back when I was a kid. And I always looked up to him. When the day came when he and I had to part ways, I promised him I would have a battle with him when I got my own Pokemon. Unfortunately, I'm still waiting on that...I've been pretty busy with the gym and all, and I know for sure he's busy, too. But I know I'll battle him someday," Max said, a faraway look in his eyes. But when will our paths cross again? He wondered.

George smiled. "I see. Well, you're really lucky. I haven't found a mentor or a role model for myself yet, except for my father, Sawyer. I know when he was young he had met someone in Kalos during his journey who was a fantastic trainer. It was from him that my father learned most of what he knows about Pokemon battling, and he wrote it all down in a notebook. I, too, carry a notebook with me, to keep track of everything I learn, so that one day, I can battle a champion just like my father did!"

– –

~ Twinleaf Town ~

"You know if you do that, Mom and Dad won't like it one bit."

"Shut up! You don't know what they'll think, and I've already made up my mind!"

Two 10-year-old children, a boy and a girl, were arguing in the yard. They both shared many physical features, such as their navy blue hair, and their black eye color. They were also about the same height, making it quite easy to tell that they were twins, just by looking at them. However, their personalities were polar opposites.

"I can choose whichever starter I want, and I can be whatever type of trainer I want to be!" shouted Alice, the girl, who was clearly agitated. Her brother always got on her nerves.

Damos, the boy, turned his head away defiantly and crossed his arms. "Well, we'll just see, won't we? I'll bet Dad shakes his head when he learns that you picked Chimchar," he said as he walked away.

Alice suddenly pictured their father, Kenny, shaking his head in disappointment over the video phone. She gripped her hands into fists. I'll ask Professor Rowan what to do. He'll know what's best. Not my dumb brother Damos, she thought.

"Alice! Come on in, I've just made lunch! You don't want to set out on your journey on an empty stomach, do you?" Dawn shouted from the doorway of their house. "The plane for Kalos leaves in 3 hours, and you still need to get to Professor Rowan's lab before then!"

"Coming, Mom! No need to worry!" Alice shouted back, running towards the direction of her voice.

– –

~ Opelucid City ~

"Haxorus, use Dragon Claw once more!" Drayden commanded.

Drayden's Haxorus roared with the fiery passion for battle as its claws started to shine. It charged the opposing Haxorus, who stood its ground with determination.

"Haxorus, try block it with your tusks!" Iris shouted, starting to lose control over the situation. She had gotten overconfident, and now Haxorus was too tired to dodge.

Iris's Haxorus leaned its head forward, using its axe-like tusks to take the blow. As Dragon Claw made contact, Iris's Haxorus roared in pain. Iris cringed at the terrible sound, looking down and feeling about ready to give up.

No, she thought to herself. I can't just give up now. I've come so far...what would Ash think? She looked up. "Haxorus, stay with me! I know you can do it!"

Her Haxorus glanced at her and nodded its head. It stood up, slowly but surely, and waited for its trainer's next order.

"This is it, Haxorus! Let's end it right now! Use Giga Impact!" she shouted, hoping that Haxorus had enough strength left.

With fierce determination is its eyes, Haxorus charged forward directly at Drayden's Haxorus. Using all the power it could muster, it quickly closed the distance and slammed head-on into the belly of the enemy Haxorus. Upon contact, a huge dust cloud erupted from the ground and surrounded the two Pokemon, blocking Iris's and Drayden's view of them.

After a few moments, the dust cleared. And only one Haxorus was standing.

– –

~ Striaton City ~

"Hurry up with those leaves, will ya Cilan?" shouted Chili from across the kitchen.

"Please, have patience, my good brother. I am working on this as quickly as I can!" Cilan replied with a gentle tone of voice, despite Chili's rudeness. He was used to it.

"Cilan, is there anything troubling you, perhaps? You seem to be a little out of it lately," said Cress, who was filling pots with water with his Simipour.

Cilan stared down at his hands, which he had been using to cut up the perfect tea leaves he and Simisage had harvested earlier. He thought about Cress's question. Is there something troubling me? He wondered.

"No no, of course not. I'm just fine, but thank you for your concern," Cilan answered. He knew that he didn't sound very confident.

"Well snap out of it, whatever it is, then!" Chili shouted. "I'm trying to boil some water here, but I'm gonna need tea leaves at some point!"

Cilan nodded. "Just give me a few more moments," he said. Maybe running this restaurant isn't what I wanted. After all, what happened to my dream of becoming the best connoisseur there ever was? Somehow, he didn't know the answer to that question. Perhaps its time I took a break...and set out on another journey.

– –

~ Lumiose City ~

"Dad! Dad! Check out what I've been working on!"

A man with electric-yellow hair and gray eyes turned his attention away from his work to his 10-year-old son. "What is it, Phillip?" he asked.

"It's a machine that you put on your arm that sends out Pokeballs for you! Can you give me a Pokeball? Pleaseee, pleaseee?" Phillip begged.

Clemont's eyes gleamed with pride. His son's inventions never ceased to amaze him, even though they ended up malfunctioning and blowing up during testing. It reminded him so much of himself back when he was younger, back when he used to constantly tinker with gears and wires to try to make something useful. It was this creativity that eventually led him to be the founder of his very own company, Clemontic Gear.

"Sure, Phil, I don't see why not," he said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out Chesnaught's Pokeball. His son eagerly placed it in his own pocket and flipped a switch on his little contraption.

The machine extended an arm-like structure outward, much like Clemont's Aipom Arm. The arm reached down towards Phillip's pocket and smoothly pulled out the Pokeball. Then suddenly, it jerked upward and made some wild, uncontrolled movements and eventually hurled the Pokeball with incredible speed...straight towards a window. The Pokeball smashed through the window, leaving shards of glass littering the floor around it.

"Awww! I really thought it would work..." Phillip said. He wasn't a pouter, which had been a relief to Clemont and his wife. But he did get down on himself often.

Clemont put a hand on his son's shoulder. "It's okay, Phil. At least it didn't explode, right?" he said with a smile, trying to cheer him up. Then a thought dawned on him.

"Yeah, I guess...but I wanna make awesome inventions like you! You know, ones that actually work..." Phillip said, looking down.

Clemont laughed. "You're still so young, Phillip. You've got years and years ahead of you to practice. And you're about to embark on an amazing journey that will change your life forever. Trust me, I've had my fair share of failures in the past," he chuckled at the thought of all the times he had been covered in smoke.

Phillip nodded. "You're right, Dad. And I was wondering...will I be able to invent things at Professor Sycamore's summer camp?" he asked.

Clemont smiled. "Of course, Phillip. I know the Professor won't have a problem with it. After all, I've met him personally, and his father. His father was actually the one who gave me Chesnaught, although it was just a little Chespin back then."

"Wow, that must have been so cool! I think I'll pick Chespin, too!" Phillip exclaimed, thinking of what it was like to battle with Pokemon. Then he looked down at his watch, which he had built himself. "Oh no!" he shouted, his expression showing panic.

"What is it, Phil?" Clemont had turned half of his attention back to his work.

"I'm late! I'm late! The Professor said that he would be handing out Pokemon at 10 o'clock, but it's almost 10:30 now!" Phillip was panicking now. He started hastily packing his backpack with objects within the immediate area. Clemont saw him throw a salt shaker in there. He sighed and smiled.

"Don't worry, Phillip. I'm sure there are still Pokemon left...just head on over there now, and from there you can go to his summer camp! Everything's going to be fine," Clemont tried his best to sound reassuring.

"Okay, I'm all packed! See ya later, Dad! And tell Aunt Bonnie that when I get strong, I'll challenge her Gym!" Phillip shouted as he sprinted out the door.

Clemont watched him run, and thought about the days when he traveled as a kid. I wonder if Ash's kid is also going on a journey, he thought.

– –

~ Pallet Town ~

"Don't worry, honey...he'll be just fine. If I know Alain Sycamore, he'll recognize Aaron as soon as he arrives at his camp and make sure he feels at home."

Serena Ketchum nodded her head, wiping a few tears from her face. "But, I feel like he's so young...too young to be traveling all by himself," she said. Since Aaron was their only child, she had become quite protective of him.

Ash shook his head. "He won't be alone. I have no doubt that he'll make lots of new friends; people and Pokemon! Don't you remember when we were his age? It was the best time of our lives!" he said, meaning every word he said. Pikachu hopped onto Ash's shoulder with a big smile on his face. "Pika pika pi!"

The former Kalos Queen smiled and looked at her husband adoringly. He always knew what to say at any given moment, in any situation. "You're...you're right...I should really stop worrying about him. He's your son, after all!" she said, a little more cheerfully. Her Sylveon walked up to her and brushed up against her leg, something that had always comforted Serena. She smiled and petted her Pokemon affectionately.

Ash smiled at her as he thought about the time when he first started his journey. "I know Aaron will be an amazing trainer. He's going to learn a lot at camp, then after that I'm sure he'll be able to make it to the Kalos League," he said. "And one day...he will challenge me to a battle."

– –

~ Santalune City ~

"This is it! C'mon out, Vivillon!"

In a flash of white light, the beautiful Scale Pokemon emerged from its Pokeball, ready for battle. "Vivillonnn!" it cried.

Aaron adjusted his hat. "Piece of cake. Right, Charmander?" he shouted to his starter Pokemon. Charmander turned its head and nodded confidently, the fire on its tail burning with the desire for battle.

"Okay, Vivillon, let's open with Psychic!" Viola commanded, her confidence draining. After seeing Aaron's Charmander completely negate Surskit's Ice Battlefield strategy with Ember, to say that Viola was struggling would be an understatement.

Charmander became surrounded in a purple light and started floating into the air, unable to control its own movements. "Charrr charmander!" it cried, beginning to panic.

Aaron's eyes widened. "Oh no, Charmander!" he shouted. What do I do now?

Viola formed a fake camera with her hands. "Picture perfect! Vivillon, use Solar Beam!" she commanded. This battle is mine, now. No way am I going to lose just because of a type disadvantage.

Charmander plummeted to the ground after Vivillon stopped using Psychic. It managed to land on its feet, but the impact still did considerable damage. Suddenly, Aaron had an idea.

"Charmander, use Smokescreen! Fill the entire room!" he ordered. I hope this works, he thought.

Viola hesitated. What's he doing? She wondered. Then she realized.

Vivillon was about to release a Solar Beam attack when suddenly the green glow emitting from its body started to fade. Vivillon looked up, realizing that it could no longer see the sun through the glass roof. Smokescreen had covered it up.

Aaron smiled. "All right! Charmander, let's end this with Dragon Rage!" he shouted, extending his arm out forward.

Charmander released a huge, blue sphere of draconic power straight towards a surprised Vivillon. It hit it directly, causing an explosion upon contact. After the smoke cleared, Vivillon was on the ground, unconscious.

"Vivillon is unable to battle. Charmander is the winner! Which means the victor of this battle is Aaron Ketchum from Pallet Town, using only one Pokemon!" the referee announced.

Viola smiled as she recalled Vivillon. "You did well, Vivillon. Take a good rest," she said. She looked up at Aaron, who was celebrating with Charmander. He reminded her so much of Ash.

"You battled very well, Aaron. I guess third time's a charm, right?" Viola said.

Aaron nodded. "Yeah! I probably should've caught another Pokemon to help me after I lost the first and second time, but Charmander here wanted to defeat you all by himself. So I respected that and we trained hard to earn this win, right Charmander?" he turned to his Pokemon and smiled, petting his head.

Viola smiled. "Well, you definitely earned this, Aaron. I present to you – the Bug Badge!"

After he accepted the badge, Aaron held it up high. "Awesome! I just got my first gym badge!" he cheered, and Charmander jumped up into the air with excitement.

Aaron stared at the badge. Dad...I've just taken my first step towards becoming a Pokemon Master. Just wait...and be ready...'cause I'm gonna challenge you once I become the Champion!

– –

Pallet Town ~

Serena wiped the remaining tears off of her face. She smiled as she thought about her little boy growing up on his journey, and how different he would be when she saw him next. "It will be interesting to see what kind of Pokemon he catches...and how they will change his life as he travels with them. Don't you think, Ash?"

Ash nodded and looked at her lovingly. "Serena...we have so much to look forward to."

The End

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What'd you guys think? As I mentioned before, this was a lot of fun to write. And in case you didn't know, Aaron is named after Sir Aaron, not the Sinnoh Elite Four Aaron. I'm not good with names, as I've never created characters from scratch before, but I kinda like the ones I used because they were kind of nostalgic in a way. Did you recognize some of them? Tell me in the reviews!

Also, should I continue this story? Let me know! I can't write without a voice from the people!