A/N: Now here is a chapter that was difficult to write seeing as I had the main parts of it but had no hope of joining them all together to make one coherent chapter. But I tried and this is the results. Also I made up the name of the town because finding somewhere they haven't been is physically impossible especially when you don't play all the games. Hope you like...
Ash's Father:
Ash, Brock and Pikachu have been travelling through the Hoenn region for seven months now. Both of them have been itching for something exciting to happen what are normally eventful travels has become exceedingly uneventful since Sinnoh. But I bet they didn't think this was going to happen...
Exactly seven months since they left home, the trio come across an unfamiliar sight. Their last travels in Hoenn did not bring them to this small town of Messelburge Town. This small town was not like those they had seen before. Being off the main path there was only a small Pokémon centre and due to the lack of visitors, they only had one room free out of their three rooms. I further view of the town revealed that it was a mostly self-reliant village with the only need to travel out of town being to fix their cars that they barely used.
In this small town there were crop fields, a windmill powered by a pristine river that flowed right through the centre of the town. A bridge connected the two halves of town where there were no shortage of friendly faces. A lack of tourists or visitors had not dampened the spirits of the residents of this town. Regardless of the size, they were lucky to come across the small town because it was nearing nightfall.
Upon entering the Pokécentre, Brock's eyes fell upon the resident Nurse Joy and he was immediately propelled forwards by his desire to talk to the pink haired nurse. He leaded over the counter separating them and grasped her hands.
"Oh My, Nurse Joy, you are the prettiest Joy I have seen, for your eyes sparkled like a million stars in the darkest of the nights sk-AH." His short speech was brought to a stop as Croagunk used his poison jab against the in-training breeder and dragged him away from the confused Nurse Joy.
Ash, laughing at his companions actions stepped up to the front of the counter. "Hello Nurse Joy. I was hoping we could book a room for the night."
Nurse Joy drew her attention to the younger trainer in front of her and smiled kindly. "Of course. You're in luck, only one room left."
"Really." The shock was evident upon Ash's face.
"Hmhm. We only have a few rooms due to the lack of travellers through here. The Pokécentre only exists here because of the wild Pokémon that can be quite aggressive sometimes. So be careful in the woods around here."
"We will." Ash nodded and took the key Nurse Joy was handing out to him. She showed them the way to their rooms and the trainer and breeder made their way to them, settling in for the night.
Ash had trouble sleeping that night. Since his arrival, which was only a few hours ago, he had this nagging feeling that there was something wrong. Something he needed to remember, or rather find out. When the time on his Pokédex read he knew he wasn't going to get any sleep in for tonight and really needed to use the bathroom. On his way he opened the window on the far side of the room to let some of the heat that had built up exit and a cool breeze to enter.
Upon re entering the bedroom Ash, whose vision was slightly affected by the fact that he had just had a light on, heard a ruffling coming from the other side of the room. He figured it was Brock getting something from his bag, but looking at his companions bed, found it to be occupied, then he realised that Pikachu, the only other possible culprit for the noise, was still sleeping on his bed. Trying to focus his eyes he spotted in the corner of the room movement and a rustle of what sounded like clothes on top of it. He reached in the bathroom for the light switch and upon finding it unleashed a yellow beam into the room. This illuminated the culprit who turned out to be a Zubat and a Banette.
"Hey." Ash shouted at the two Pokémon, more so to scare them off than anything else, but when they took off with what they had been rooting through – his back pack – out the window, Ash too headed out. He took the same root as the two Pokémon, through the window. Ash's feet were just slipping out of sight by the time Brock and Pikachu realised what were going on, but they opted for a safer root of the front door.
Zubat and Banette lead Ash through the town and into the woods. He didn't want to wake any members of the town so he waited until they wer in the forest to shout after the two Pokémon, who very surprisingly quick.
"Hey, give me back my backpack!" He shouted in the direction the Pokémon seemed to have been running, but couldn't actually see them. He paused for a few minutes to find some trace of where they had gone, which gave both Brock and Pikachu enough time to catch up with him.
"Ash, what's going on?" Brock asked, trying to catch his breath as he leant forward on his knees.
"A Zubat and Banette broke into our room. When I turned the light on and shouted at them, they took off with my backpack." A rustle in the bushes ahead caught Ash's attention and as he took a few steps forward he was attacked with what appeared to be a peach. Then again, then again. After a fourth hit, the Zubat flew out of the tree and down the path while the Banette jumped out the bushes, bag no longer in hand and took off after his buddy. It didn't take long for Ash to follow pursuit, no longer after his backpack which he spotted peeking out from the tree.
"Hey come back here you two." In his tired state he rushed after the two Pokémon, Brock and Pikachu on his six.
As the three of them ran through the forest after the troublesome Pokémon, they came to edge of trees and saw they had run straight into a graveyard. They paused for not even a second before they continued after the Pokémon, in clear view seeing as most of the objects where barely a metre high.
As they ran past graves, something caught Ash's eye, a word written on a gravestone. He stopped running, almost causing Brock to run into him, and back tracked a few steps. Once he read what was inscribed upon the stone he was frozen, unable to move.
"Ash, come on. They're getting away." Brock shouted, but it fell upon deaf ears as the young trainer fell to his knees in front of the grave. "Ash?" Brock made his way back to his friend, fear and worry filling him. It wasn't until he read the gravestone that he realised.
Scorn into the stone was a name Ash had become familiar with and Brock could only guess why for it read Brandon Ketchum.
A/N: O.k. I wanted to end it here because I thought it was a real dundundun moment. But the next chapter is following right here because I was on a roll and just continued writing. Not to mention this chapter is pretty short.