BP: Well, I wanted to go back on my childhood, and watched Pokémon all over again. I always wanted to write about them ever since I had this story idea. This is a High School AU so everyone is around high school age. This is my first story so be kind and do review!
"Ashura, we are here." said his sister, Amethyst gently.
Ash woke up from his backseat. "Oh?" he turned to the car window to see a big building in front of him, and from where he is, he could clearly see the words on the building: Indigo High. "Wake up, Pikachu, we're here." Ash woke his faithful friend.
"Pika, pika?" the cute yellow mouse yawned. "Really? We're here?"
"Yes, we are." Ash said.
"Come on, let's get your stuff in." She took his luggage and the box that contained all his Pokémon that are currently in Poké Balls. "Remember we worked hard to get money to get you in this school, to get you to know more about Pokémon and make some friends, so study hard, alright?"
Ash sighed, as he got out of the car, with Pikachu on his shoulder. He was not stupid. He knew he was sent here because his two older siblings, Amethyst and Phinks, didn't want him to find out that their mother, if she isn't suffering from depression, is abusing them, as it is getting harder for them to hide their injuries. Only he wasn't affected by the abuses thanks to the siblings' combined protection.
They would often send him out to catch Pokémon. When they mean "out" they mean sending him to other regions via teleportation, and taking him back home whenever the situation (Aka his mother) has calmed down. If they didn't send him out, one of them will distract him by teaching him the ways of an aura, which is the family's ability. So now he can understand Pokespeech, as well as use his aura to attack or defend by creating barriers, sense other auras and view surroundings even with a blindfold, track an Aura belonging to a specific person as long as he has a piece of the Aura to track, see the life force of one person through Aura, and even read minds and actions of both humans and Pokémon alike.
And he haven't even included his Psychic abilities.
He had remembered the one time where he caught Phinks with his hand bleeding and he couldn't do anything, although he knew who did it.
"It's ok, Ash. We want to do this for you." said Phinks. He was clutching to his bleeding hand, trying to staunch the flow. "You don't have to do anything for us."
"But, you're hurt! Mum hurt you both!" Tears started streaming down Ash's face. "And I couldn't do anything."
Phinks let go of his bleeding hand, and placed his non-bleeding one on Ash's cheek, accidentally smearing him with his blood. "Yes, you can. Just smile for me."
"Wh-what?" Ash said, voice shaking.
"We love your smile, Ash. Just smile for us."
And Ash did. It was all he could do for them.
Ash knew that the siblings thought he had forgotten about it, as he didn't mention it anymore, but he can remember it clear as day. He schooled his features to his usual expressionless face and followed Amethyst to the principal's office. He'll just have to play along.
"Good morning, Principal Goodshow." Amethyst smiled at the principal. The principal had long white hair with a white bushy beard that reached to his chest, and think white eyebrows as well. He was rather short, only reaching to Ash's chest level.
"Hi, Amethyst. I was expecting you. Come in. This must be young Ash Ketchum?"
Ash gave him a curt nod.
"Alright, we do things a little differently here. We decide your class based on current standards, not by age." He handed Ash a piece of paper, while Ash handed Pikachu to Amethyst. "You have half an hour, you may begin."
'These questions are too easy.' Ash thought, scribbling his answers to the questions.
"Done." He said, tossing the paper to an astonished Principal Goodshow.
"All correct…" he said. "Well then, I'll just put you in the Intermediate Class for now. If you do well, I'll put you in the Advanced Class. Enjoy your stay at Indigo High. Oh, and here's your room key, class schedule, a book on school policies and rules and a map of the school. "
Ash nodded his thanks, and walked out of the office to the dorm lobby with Amethyst.
"Good bye, little brother. I love you. Contact us, alright?"
"I will." He said.
"Stay happy, ok?"
She hugged him, before leaving him alone at the dorm lobby with his things. Ash sighed for the umpteenth time that day.
"Pikachu. PikaPi Pika Pikachu. Pika." Pikachu said. "Don't worry, Ash, you still have me and the other Pokémon."
"That's true." Ash conceded. "It says here our room is on the 15th floor, room 1502." He walked in the lift, and pressed the number 15. When he reached to his floor, he looked for the room 1502, which is just two doors from the lift. He slid the key and opened the door. His room consists of a single bed with pale blue sheets, a private dressing area, a personal bathroom, a closet, which in front of the closet doors hung his uniform. A television is located in front of his bed, and a large glass doors covered with azure curtains separating his room from the balcony.
His uniform consists of a black jacket and a white undershirt, attached with a blue ribbon. The jacket also has blue lines at the sleeves and going down horizontally at the sides of the opening. The uniform also has blue plaid pants and brown shoes.
"Right, let's see…" he checks his schedule. "Let's see…huh, they don't teach about Fairy Pokémon. Probably because Fairy Pokémon is not very well known in Kanto and Johto." He knew about Fairy Pokémon having been teleported to the Kalos region by his brother Phinks. He even caught some of them.
"Anyway first period is in fifteen minutes, at Classroom 302, about Water Pokémon. Let's get ready, Pikachu!"
"Pika!" "Yeah, let's!"
He changed into his uniform, grabbed his book bag, and rushed out of his dorm room, Pikachu on his shoulder. He used the map to get to Classroom 302, and politely knocked on the door.
A female teacher opened the door. "Can I help you, dear?" she asked gently.
"I'm the new student. I just registered today."
"Oh! Ashura Red Satoshi Ketchum, right?" The teacher asked.
"Yeah…" Ash felt uncomfortable using his full name as it was too long. "Just Ash Ketchum will do."
The teacher smiled. "Alright, will do. I'm Ms. Cissy, by the way, but you can call me Cissy. Class, we have a new student who will be joining us today. Please give him a warm welcome." Ash calmly stepped into the classroom, facing the students (and their Pokémon, for those who let their Pokémon out) staring at him.
"Why don't you introduce yourself?" Cissy said kindly.
"Well, I'm Ash Ketchum, nice to meet you." Ash frowned. What is he supposed to say anyway?
That was a mistake, as the students thought he was playing it cool.
"He's so cute!" A girl gushed.
"His personality is so cool!"
"Jiggly! Jigglypuff!" "The Pikachu is cute!"
Ash twitched. What are they talking about?
"Pika!" "Thanks!"
"Why don't you take a seat next to Miss Waterflower." She indicated an orange haired girl with a short ponytail on the left side of her head.
"Right…" he went to take a seat next to her.
"Hi, I'm Misty Waterflower! Nice to meet you!" the girl smiled at him. "Water Pokémon lessons are my favourite."
"Hmm…" he trailed off, as the teacher started on her lessons. He started doodling after 30 minutes; all the stuff the teacher mentioned was already known by him. He looked at the teacher occasionally to make it look like he's paying attention and taking notes. Cissy seemed pleased by his attitude in class.
He tuned out Misty's chatters about God-knows-what as they walked together to the next class on Rock Pokémon.
During this class, he met another boy named Brock Slate, who likes Rock Pokémon class. He told Ash he wanted to be a breeder when he grows up. They were walking together to lunch break when three people, who were running in the corridors, bumped into them; well, not exactly, it was two humans and one Meowth.
"Hey! You bumped into us! Apologize!" the Meowth said. Ash raised a brow. This Pokémon can talk human language?
"You guys again." Misty hissed to the school bullies. "Why should we apologize when it's clearly your fault that you crashed into us?"
"Yeah, we're not the ones running in the corridors." Brock added.
Ash stayed silent.
"If you don't apologize" said the girl, "Then prepare for trouble!"
"Make it double!" said the blue-haired boy
"To protect the school from devastation!" said the girl
"To unite all students within our nation!" the boy announced
"To denounce the evils of truth and love!" the girl proclaimed
"To extend our results to the stars above!" the boy declared
"Jessie!" the girl introduced herself
"James!" the boy introduced himself
"Rocket Duo, blast off at the speed of light!" Jessie said
"Surrender now, or prepare to fight!" James said.
"Meowth! That's right!" said the talking Meowth.
"Are you done?" Ash said in a bored tone. "Can we just go for lunch?"
"Oh no you don't! Arbok, go!" Jessie threw out her Pokeball, revealing a purple snake.
"You too, Weezing." James threw out a Pokémon with two spherical heads connected by a thin tube with another sphere in the centre.
"You-" Misty made to throw out a Pokémon, but Brock stopped her.
"No, Misty, if we fight here, we'll be punished, especially with Pokémon."
"If you don't fight back then we will." said Jessie. "Arbok, Poison sting!"
"Weezing tackle attack, let's go!"
Ash concentrated, and Arbok and Weezing stopped in their tracks, with a blue glow surrounding them. He pushed the Pokémon back to their masters with his telekinetic powers, knocking all of them out in the process.
"Let's go." Ash said walking away, Misty and Brock following him.
"What did you do just now?" Misty asked. "Did you just use…" She was cut off when Ash shot her a look that said "I'll tell you later."
Misty wisely kept her mouth shut.
"Who are those people anyway?" Ash asked his two acquaintances.
"Well, those are the self-proclaimed Rocket Duo. They like to bully younger trainers and take their Pokémon. The Elite have punished them many times due to their school offences. They are in the low class despite their age, because they have the lowest scores in the school's history." Brock said.
"Right…." Ash said.
"Ugh! Forget about those three! Let's just get some lunch!" Misty cried, going in the cafeteria.
Ash and Brock shrugged before following her.
BP: I know, it's bad because I only had 10 minutes, and it's so late in the night, and I had other stories to update. Do review, though, this is my first Pokémon multi-chaptered fic.