A Run From the Past

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. That right belongs to Nintendo and Gamefreak.

Hi guys this is my very first attempt at a fanfiction. Reviews would be nice. I apologize for the fairly short chapter. I also apologize for the bad battle scene since I'm a noob. Just want to point that out. I don't know which shipping I will use. I have been thinking of making this an Advanceshipping fic.

"Speaking"

Thinking

'Telepathy"

"Poke Speech"

Unova Region; Unova League

"No! Pikachu!" A boy cried. Ash Ketchum, Pallet town's pride and joy, had lost to his rival Trip and his Serperior in the final round of the Unova League.

"I… lost….," Ash said, glumly. After 5 years of competing in 5 different regional tournaments, you would've thought that he would have won at least once. But this time, it was different. Ash seemed completely demoralized.

(Flashback 5 minutes ago)

"Pikachu use Volt Tackle!" Ash called. Pikachu, started running at Serperior at full speed covering in a deadly electrical aura. Trip, seemingly unfazed calmly waited for until the time was right. Then he called out, "Serperior, use Hyper Beam!" Serperior summoned a bright ball of massive power and launched it at Pikachu. Pikachu, unable to dodge, took the full brunt of the attack, and was blasted to the other end of the stadium with a big cloud of smoke. When the smoke cleared, Pikachu appeared clearly fainted, with swirls in its eyes. Ash hurried over and nestled Pikachu in his arms.

"Pikachu is unable to battle! Serperior wins! Which means Trip from Nuvema Town is the winner!" Whether he liked it or not, Ash knew that he lost because he wasn't strong enough. He met with Trip in the middle of the battlefield and shook hands.

"Good battle Trip, I thought I had you there," Ash said.

"Don't compliment yourself," Trip said, "I had you on the ropes the entire time. You're a disgrace to Pokemon Trainers everywhere." And with that he left.

(Present Time)

Ash had a lot of time to reflect on his strengths and weaknesses. What Trip said struck him the core. He started thinking that he let down everybody, his friends, his mom, and most of all, his own pokemon. He wondered on what he should do. An Idea came to his head. Why didn't he think of this before?

Kanto Region; Pallet Town

"Aww he lost, I thought he was going to win it."," Said May, clearly disappointed. Three hours after witnessing the League of television, they decided to talk about the match.

"Well I was expecting that, After all, he has never won a league and the best he got before the Unova League was Top 4. I never expected him to win the Unova League. Reality states the facts guys," Brock said.

"Yea he's too weak to win. I bet that when I become a trainer, I will beat him with only one Pokemon. And my Pokemon won't even get hurt." A short boy with glasses named Max said. The entire gang (except for Misty for reasons you will know later) came over to Ash's house to watch the Unova League together. Brock and Max however, had to be forced to go by their friends, because they "claimed that they had better things to do." But, their friends forced them to go watch Ash, else Brock wouldn't be able to flirt with woman anymore. Also Max would have his Pokemon books confiscated by his sister.

"Well come on guys," Dawn said, "There are a lot of strong trainers in the league. It doesn't mean that Ash is weak. He will win the next one, I am sure of it."

"Besides, why's Ash taking so long to get home?" Professor Oak asked, "He should've gotten home 3 hours ago. It isn't like him to get home so late after losing a league."

"ATTENTION EVERYONE!" A News Reporter boomed. "Ash Ketchum, runner-up of the Unova League is missing. Nobody knows where he went, for he disappeared without a trace. The only reason we know he left is because he left this note, it says, "Guy's I'm sorry I failed you. I don't deserve any of you guy's friendships. I have left to get stronger and make you guys proud. –Ash"

Everyone in the room started tearing up, except for Brock and Max. Brock and Max, on the contrary, started doing some kind of crazy victory dance and started celebrating. Everyone else in the room glared daggers at the duo making the two extremely nervous. Brock and Max decided that the best course of action was to run, so that is what they did.

How do you guys think I did? Please comment and review. I promise the next chapter will be a lot longer. I'm thinking of updating regularly on Either Saturdays or Sundays.