The Party of the Century
Note: The characters in this story will most likely be out of character, as I stopped watching Pokemon since, well, the middle of the first season. I'm basing their personalities on other stories and my own personal whimsy, so the trolls can go fall in a hole. XD
Notes will be in bold
Thoughts will be in Italics
And the story will be in normality
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Chapter One: Poaching
In the middle of a large lake surrounded by trees on all sides, a mountain in the distance, a boat rocked gently on the waves. Inside the boat, a young trainer and his Eevee napped as the sun sank low in the sky, the trainer's fedora pulled over his eyes.
Meanwhile, on the bank, three other trainers talked about their current location. "Oh wow, this place is so beautiful!" the only girl there said. "Yeah, but I haven't been able to catch a single Pokemon here!" The raven-haired boy replied.
At this, the sleeping trainer's eyes shot open. What was that he said? Do they really think they can get away with poaching here? Well, I'll just have to get my friends to help with this little problem, He thought, smiling mischievously.
"Hey, Ash," A tall, squinty-eyed man said, "It's getting kinda late, maybe we should set up camp here." Ash looked at the sky. "Yeah, you're right, Brock," he replied reluctantly. "Come on, Dawn, help me find firewood."
Later that night, Dawn woke up to the sound of moaning. She looked around, first seeing nothing, then noticing a glowing figure floating towards her. It was an immaculately dressed man that looked like he was from an earlier century. He floated right up to her and held out his hand, smiling warmly. She then felt an overwhelming urge to take it. When she did, the man suddenly changed into a horrible looking skeleton wearing tattered and dirty versions of his earlier attire. She screamed, waking up the other camp members. "What is it? What's wrong?" Ash asked, worried. "L-l-l-look!" She screamed, terrified.
Behind a tree, the trainer laughed silently. "You're doing great guys, keep it up!" he whispered, still laughing. Next to him, his Eevee also sniggered to himself, glad that keeping the Pokemon safe was this much fun. "Come on Graemier, let's go introduce ourselves." He said to his best friend.
All three of the trainers were freaking out when they heard a branch snap. They wheeled around terrified that it was another ghost. What they saw was much more confusing. They saw a boy about their age struggling to hold back his laughter, while an Eevee looked curiously at Ash's Pikachu, who was looking at his trainer exasperatedly.
The Eevee looked at his trainer and said, "Eevee vee." The trainer looked down at the Pikachu and tilted his head. "Why yes, I believe he does realize what's going on. Interesting" Pikachu just shrugged. "Pika pii chuu." He stated. "Oh, you've gone through this before? Nice." He said, nodding. The three friends just looked at him. "What?" He asked. "You understand them?" Ash asked. "Yes, I do." "How?" He asked. "Story for another day, my friend, Story for another day." He replied.
All of a sudden, he got a hard look in his eyes. "What you were doing poaching on this reserve?" "This is a reserve?" Ash asked, looking more tired than confused. "Man, how many times have we gone through this? I didn't know it was a reserve, ok?" "Oh, well why didn't you just say so? Sorry Ghastly, false alarm, you can stop scaring them now." The trainers turned to see the "ghost" turn into a Ghastly and fly into the forest.
The young trainer held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Taylor, nice to meet you." (Yay OC's!) Ash stood up. "Hi, I'm Ash, this is Brock, that's Dawn, and this is Pikachu." He said gesturing to each in turn, until he got to Pikachu, who wasn't there. He frantically looked around, until he noticed him talking to the Eevee. Taylor smiled and shook his head. "Ok, then. Come back to my cabin. I have enough beds for all of you, and we can talk more tomorrow." Together, they all started off for the cabin, hoping tomorrow would be less strange.
Ok, that's the end of chapter one. Tell me in the reviews what you think of it. This is my first fanfic, so tell me if I did anything wrong (In a nice way, please. Like I said, trolls can go fall in a hole.) Also, I would like to hear how you think Taylor learned how to talk to all Pokemon. (I already know how, I just want to see how all your twisted little minds work. )