The Master Battle
Main Shipping: PokeShipping (Ash/Misty)
Other Main Shippings: ContestShipping (Drew/May), CavalierShipping (Gary/Dawn), LuckShipping (Brock/Pike Queen Lucy), MockShipping (Paul/Ursula), QuestShipping (Jimmy/Marina), YellowShipping (Ritchie/Casey), and SmartkidShipping (Max/Molly Hale)
Minor Shippings: MouseShipping (Pikachu/Marill), Damian/Giselle Shipping (I'm talking about Ash's Charizard's first owner, that Daiman), BeautifulDisasterShipping (Absol/Glaceon) and possible RocketShipping (Jessie/James)
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon but I do own the plot.
IrishDreamer4: Hey there. Uhh...I don't have anything to say but I guess I could say that I have this idea for a while and I managed to write it all out. I managed to finish the first chapter done. I just hope I can get the whole fanfic done! Even if I don't get any reviews, I'm determine to finish this story and carry on with other ideas I have.
So that's pretty much all I got to say. Enjoy!
2nd Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. I repeat, I do not own Pokemon. If I did, then Ash would already be the Pokemon Master by now and Misty would be his girlfriend!
Summary: Three years after his Sinnoh adventure ended, Ash travels to Avery Island to compete in the World Master Battle Championship to win the title 'Pokemon Master'. Between balancing battles, training, and old friends, he meets Malclom, a boy who's quite unsocialable. But what secret is he hiding?
Prologue
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The soft wind ruffled the leaves of the trees and bushes before being blowed away and dancing swiftly with the wind, high up into the dark sapphire-blue sky. The crescent moon shining proud and a small but bright star shining beside it. The sound of Pokemon of all types from the forest below the sky soften as the Pokemon drifted into a deep slumber.
In the underbrush part of the sleeping forest, a swift figure rapidly rushed through, pushing his legs to the rapid limit. His feet pounded softly, matching his soft panting.
It was hard to tell what he look like due to the darkness covering him, but it seems that he has spiky hair falling into his eyes, and wearing a pair of baggy pants where the ends were being damped by the dirt.
He leaped over a large tree root that spreaded out like a vine before suddenly stopped in his tracks by digging his heels into the path. His heels left streaks on the ground as he skidded down a small slope, then collieded into a tree and fallen onto his back. "Ouch."
He straighten back up and looked around. His dark eyes shifting around as he looked for something to happen.
"Hmph!"
Suddenly he was crashed into another tree as something hurled into his stomach. He was down on the ground on his back again. A small figure with two sparkly orbs on its little face giggled on his chest. He got up as he picked up the figure by the back of its neck and frowned at it.
"I thought I told you to stop playing around," He said, a stern tone in his voice. The figure just giggled and suddenly got out of his grip and jumped onto his head. He groaned. "We don't have time for games. We need to keep moving."
The figure seemed to nodded before it moved down to the nape of his neck. Then they were off, dashing down another path.
He kept running before digging down his heels again but this time, managed to stop to a gentle halt once he got out of the forest. He looked over his shoulder before letting out a breath of relief as he put his hands on his knees and started to breathe deeply.
The figure stirred from the nape of his neck, resulting him to jump slightly. He looked at the figure, a yawn coming from its little mouth.
"Getting tired?" He asked as he tilted his head. The figure nodded its little head. He sighed, "Fine. I suppose we can some rest."
He begun to walked down the path, looking for a place to spend the night. He finally stopped when he saw a large, fat tree truck with branches that curved in. In a spilt second, he was climbling up the branches before settling on a strong branch. He laid back with his back against the truck, his right leg swinging off. His eyes gazed up at the dark sapphire-blue sky. The figure, yawning, slipped off his shoulder and fell into his arms.
He lightly shook his head before cradled the figure in his arms. He gazed at the sky until his eyes started to slowly close.
"I promise we'll find a new home for us one day,"
He drifted off to a deep sleep before whispering, "I promise..."