Minor TurbuLance
AU: Hi readers, first off, I know the word TurbuLance is not spelt properly so don't hassle me about it, It'll become relevant later on. this is a M rated story so if you don't like any minor literary gore, sexual scenes (lemons) or anything else of that nature, this isn't for you and I'd advise against reading further. However for all of my readers with balls ;) this is my first and hopefully not my last Fanfiction. This Fanfiction is based loosely around Pokemon however it has very little to do with Unova and all the other regions. I just like the idea of Pokemon and humans playing equal parts in this story. Also if you're a reader here looking to have some quick fun to a lemon, please by all means stop reading now as this will not have any lemons for quite a while, you know, tension building and stuff. Thanks for reading through this boring ass AU.
On with the show!
Prelude
Screaming I pushed my way through the door out onto the blazing garden as the second floor belly flopped onto the first. What seemed like mountains of dust came down on top of my head followed by a tongue of flame seeming to stretch out just to give me a lick. Any dip shit that thinks giving birth is the most painful thing you can experience, why don't you let a ball of fire engulf you next time you get the chance. "Mom! Mom where are you!" She's in the house you fool. flailing as my skin screamed at me through my nerves. As I stumble over my garden fence searching for something, anything to put out the torrent of orange plasma slithering around me like an Arbok. "Water Gun!" I manage to catch the feint voice as the smoke from my personal torch suffocates me and I collapse onto my side only to find that the seering pain is a small amount less searing and my smoking skin is peeling from my body. And then everything goes black.
As my eyes begin to open a stinging all over my body kicks in and, searching around the room with my eyes, I spot my grandpa, Oak Ketchum walking towards me, by now my stinging pain had erupted into an inferno in my mind and I struggle to smile at the Pokemon Professor before I pass out again.
Days. Weeks. Months. Hell it felt like years but gradually my body began to work properly again, Grandpa said I'm a lucky guy to have gotten off so lightly with only minor tissue scaring on most of my body, however my back is covered in scars that it's likely will never fade. The Ketchum family, the only survivors of the rogue Charizard attack. That's a dream in my mind. But only half of the remaining Ketchum family survived that attack. My mom and my sister never made it out. Why do l get to live and my loving Mother and wonderful 3 year old sister take my place in the ground. Hell I still get nightmares about those two, dragging me to the pits of hell. Dreams that torment me and show the burning faces of my family as I turn around and leave them. It was 12 years ago and even now when I close my eyes I can see their faces through the smokey building. I can see a five year old me turning and leaving the two most important people in his life. It's not fair.
"Ash! Dude wake up it's December 28th, Today's the day man!"
AU: Okay guys so that's the prelude to my first ever Fanfiction! I've got big plans for this S.O.B so any feedback that doesn't result in my sexual preferences being insulted would make me really grateful! :D EDIT: Man my spelling sucks! Sorted them all out I think. Thanks Lads and Ladies.
Sayonara peeps.
~Toast~