~*~ GOLDEN SMILE AND SILVER TEARS ~*~

Summary: When Delia, decides to make the long move to Johto in order to accept a job offer as Cherrygrove City's new Government landscaper, Ash is dragged – unwillingly – along with her only a month before his tenth birthday. Of course, this means that Ash's eventful first day as a trainer could never transpire, and that he missed his chance to meet his partner, Pikachu as well as his first traveling companion, Misty. Or, does fate have other plans? Just what are these crippling visions that Ash keeps having, and just why does he feel like he's living the wrong life? Based mostly on the Anime, but follows the story line of the Gold and Silver games. (AAML)


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Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, Satoshi Tajiri does. I'm not gonna say it more than once, mmmkay? Mmmkay.

Author's Note:

Hey everyone! Or…Well, not really everyone, seeing as I'm a very unpopular author. Hehe, anyway, hello to all of you out there that are brave enough to give my very first

multi-chapter fanfiction a try. The title of the story, "Golden Sun and Silver Tears" is taken from a lyric in Rica Matsumoto's song, "Okay", so credit to her for that. I've actually had this idea for a couple of years, and am only writing it now. I know, I'm a procrastinator, what can I say? But this idea wanted to be born, and I just couldn't deny it life. Anyway, without further ado, on with the fic!

Prologue: A Bond that Can't be Broken

"Get it Gary! Don't let this one get away!"

A man's cries filled the heavy air as I scampered through the damp grass in search of safety. The land above me was roofed with storm clouds; it was almost impossible for me to keep track of my two pursuers while pounding rain and thunder assaulted my sensitive ears. Their heavy feet shook the ground and I could feel them gaining on me. Making a snap decision, I veered south towards the nearest town. I dashed through the rural streets and ducked under a small, white-picket fence. As the humans were having difficulty infiltrating the yard, I made my escape through a small vegetable patch, completely soiling my paws with mud in the process. I then tore down the gravel road towards the center of town, seeking shelter from the storm and my hunters.

I squeezed inside the largest building I could find, where I moved to a dark corner and, shivering, began to clean my paws of gravel and mud.

The door of the building then abruptly opened to reveal one of the two humans. The young boy flipped the central light switch on, illuminating the building, which, in better light, was clearly some sort of laboratory.

"Grandpa!" The boy yelled, "It's in the lab -- come quick!"

A much older, graying man appeared panting in the doorway.

"Be very calm," he whispered, "we don't want to frighten it." His voice, however, gave away his excitement.

While scanning the room for any means of escape, they were closing in on me slowly.

Purely on impulse, I raced to the other end of the room where a large, rather boxy machine with a steel-paneled door was humming softly. Gathering speed, I jumped into the contraption and pulled the door shut with my tail.

The older man soon appeared in the tiny circular window mounted to the door; his fists repeatedly bashing against the thick glass.

His muffled yell of: "Gary, pull the plug!" could just barely be heard above the machine.

He yelled again "Ga-"

I couldn't be completely sure of what happened next, but I knew I could no longer hear the man's shouting. The machine went utterly black, before an eruption of bright light filled the large capsule. The machine's humming started to grow faster and faster until the humming began to feel like movement. I closed my eyes against the brightness and held tight to the now shaking floor beneath me. The torment seemed to last an eternity; nevertheless, it eventually stopped just as abruptly as it had started.

I cautiously opened one eye and was met by blackness.

A cheery light, unlike the fluorescent glow of the lab, was seeping out from the machine's small window. I warily nudged the heavy door with my side; it swung open easily enough.

Putting one muddy, yellow paw onto the plush, pink carpet beneath me, I scanned my new surroundings.

To Be Continued…

Author's Note:

Yay! So there's the prologue. The next chapter is the actual start to the story and is much longer.Please R&R!

- Piro-chan