Summary: From a very young age, young would-be trainer, Ash Ketchum has dreamed of becoming a Pokemon Master. His home region of Kanto has yet to see a Master level trainer, not even their Regional Champion has reached such a level as of yet. But with his dream of reaching his goal in mind, this young fifteen-year-old trainer will strive to surpass the Champion, Ash will have claw his way through trials, and hardships that would have normal trainers quaking in their boots...now if only he didn't like sleeping in so much!
1: The Start of a Journey
Vs. Spearow!
In the town of Pallet, one would find very little in the ways of the world. Pallet Town was a small seaside town, with a several farms, as well as a seaside market and port which would take passengers abroad to Cinnabar Island, or Fuchsia City, both of which were famous for being one of the eight locations of the Regional Pokemon Gyms.
The port consisted of small market stalls which sold various fruits, berries and vegetable from distant regions, as well as bringing in the labors of other regions such as fine cloths, and works of art. But what made Pallet Town special was the people that lived there. None more well known than one Professor Samuel Oak, the world's leading authority on Pokemon, their habitats, and evolutionary changes as they grew stronger alongside their trainers after capture.
His home, and place of work was a ranch that lay upon a hillside overlooking the little town. At this ranch, once every year, teenagers of the age of fifteen would arrive at the ranch in hopes of receiving a Pokemon of their very own. These Pokemon consisted of three very special species. Bulbasaur, the Grass-type, Squirtle, the Water-type, and Charmander, the Fire-type.
Today, four young trainers have come to visit the good professor, who was giving a lecture on the basics of Pokemon, and being a trainer...Well, three out of four trainers, at least.
Professor Oak sighed, "Well, then, why don't we get started, hm?" He asked, looking at the three young people in front of him, and frowned, "Wait a moment, weren't there supposed to be four of you coming in today?"
Two of the youngsters in front of him were his own grandson, and a boy from Frodomar City, and a young girl from Celadon City. His grandson, a boy with wild red-brown hair just scoffed, "Awe, come, Gramps, if he's not here by now, he's not even coming."
"Now, Gary," the professor sighed, "I know that you're eager to start out on your journey, but I'd at least like to - "
The girl of the group raised her hand politely, "Professor, I know he deserves the chance, but aren't there only three Pokemon each?" She asked, "I know I've already made my choice, but if we wait any longer, one of us is bound to leave here without a Pokemon to take with us on our journey."
"See?" Gary said, "Assunta agrees with me!"
"No, I don't," Assunta said for herself, her hands on her hips, "I just know you well enough, Gary Oak, and I say ladies first, assholes last!"
Gary snickered, "Ya do know that I won't be the last one to choose, right?" He grinned at the girl's flustered expression.
The boy from Frodomar frowned, "I don't think it's fair that he has to go without a partner, even if he is a little late."
The professor smiled at the boy, "You're quite right, Ritchie, but, then again, Assunta does have a point as well." He sighed, "Alright, we will begin the selection...but, Assunta, since you've been the most patient, I would like you to make the first selection."
Professor Oak stepped over to a dome-shaped console enclosed with a glass top. He pressed a combination of keys, and the dome raised up, revealing three Pokeballs with varying insignia on them. "Now dear, starting from the left, are the Pokeballs for Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle, each marked with their type. Grass, Fire, and Water, of course." He said, stepping aside for the young woman, "Which would you like to choose?"
Assunta smiled, and picked up the ball marked with the Grass-type insignia, "Bulbasaur, of course!"
Professor Oak smiled at her choice, "Very good, now please go don't to the reception area where my assistance will give you your spare Pokeballs and assign you your own Pokedex." He said, gesturing toward the stairs.
Assunta nodded, and made a point of flipping her dark hair into Gary's face as she moved passed him. "Why you -!"
"Ritchie," Professor Oak said, smiling at the girl's departure, "Why don't you go next?"
"Awe, Gramps!" Gary protested, his ire for Assunta forgotten.
Ritchie immediately went for the Charmander's Pokeball, "Come on out, Charmander!" He tossed the ball into the air, releasing it's occupant. Blinking bright, intelligent eyes, a small orange lizard-like Pokemon with a flame on its tail stared up at him.
"Char!" Charmander hopped into the boy's arms, nuzzling his face and neck affectionately to Ritchie's delight.
Ritchie laughed, "Wow, you're sure friendly!" He laughed, petting the little Fire-type, "I'm calling you Zippo!"
Gary looked at the boy, 'He's naming it after a lighter?' He thought, stepping forward to claim his Pokemon, "Well, at least I got the Squirtle I wanted." He smirked, clipping Squirtle's Pokeball to his belt. "Well, see ya later, Gramps, I'm off to find some awesome Pokemon to take on my first Gym!"
Ritchie smiled, and bade the older man good-bye, both of the teens heading toward Viridian Forest. "Don't forget to pick up your Pokeballs and Pokedex on your way out," he called after them with a small wave. He sighed as he looked at the empty console. "Well, I suppose he could have that Pokemon, but my goodness he's such a handful," he said, looking up to the balcony where a small yellow tail was wagging over the edge. "But maybe he'll be able to handle him, after all, he is that man's son."
=x=
Early morning light began streaming through the windows of a small house not far from the professor's laboratory. It was a well-cared for home with a blossoming garden nurtured by tender hands and a strong back. This was the home of the Ketchum family. It had once been a family of three, however, after ten years away, the father of the house had not been heard from by his family, leaving his wife and only child alone.
The only thing that let them know he was alive and well was the steady income he earned as a high-ranking Pokemon trainer. It is here that we find the fourth, and final train-to-be, still sleeping.
At fifteen years of age, Ash Ketchum should have been awake well before dawn, but his excitement at becoming a trainer had kept him awake for a large portion of the night, having only fallen asleep just past midnight, his dreams carrying him far into the future as he battled his way to becoming a Master.
Restless from his excitable dreams, the young man rolled off the edge of his bed and crashed to the floor. With a groan, Ash sat up rubbing at his back as the door to his room opened up, "Ash Ketchum, are you just now waking up?" His mother, Delia Ketchum asked in disbelief, huffing, "You do remember that you were supposed to be at Professor Oak's ranch bright and early to pick out your first Pokemon, don't you?"
Ash, still half-asleep, yawned and stumbled up to his feet. "Oh, yeah...the ranch..." He said sleepily, blinking slowly, only just realizing what his mother had just said. "Oh, crap! The ranch!" Ash yelled, and bolted out of the room, startling a yelp from Delia as he rushed by.
"Ash! At least change out of your pajamas!" She yelled as he ran for the stairs.
"I don't have time for tha-ACK!" He yelled and tripped on the first step, bumbling down the stairs with a crash that made the woman wince. "I'm okay!"
Delia palmed her face, "Oh, dear, he's just like his father." She sighed as she heard blunder out the door, "I'd better get his things together, or he's liable to just go galavanting all over the region in nothing but those green pj's."
Meanwhile, Ash was thundering up the path toward the ranch, his feet bare, and his chest heaving. 'Oh, man, the sun's already way up! If I don't get there soon, there won't be anything left!' He thought frantically as he ran.
The lab was in sight, and he saw the professor standing out front with a pair of Grass-types he was sprinkling water over. He turned and saw the boy coming, and smiled, "Well, well, I was wondering if you'd arrive today." He said by way of greeting as the boy skidded to a halt in front of him, panting heavily, "You overslept again, eh?"
"Ha-how could you tell?" He gasped out, catching his breath.
The professor chuckled, and set his watering can down, "Well, for one thing, you're still in your pajamas," he said, smiling, "And the other would be that you haven't washed the sleep out of your eyes yet."
Ash groaned, "I'm so sorry for being late," he said, looking around the ranch, "Where is everyone? I thought Gary was supposed supposed to be here?"
The older man sighed, "I hate to say this, my boy, but the others have already made their choices," he said, much to the boy's dismay, "I'm afraid that all of the starter Pokemon that I had on hand have been taken by the other trainers."
"You mean there's really nothing left?" Ash groaned, disheartened.
"Now I didn't say that," the professor said, smiling, "Though, I have to warn you, the Pokemon I have in mind is newly caught, and still mistrustful of humans. You'll have your hands full with this little fellow."
Ash perked upon hearing this, "Well, I guess since I overslept, having a problem Pokemon is better than having no Pokemon at all, huh?" He said, chuckling nervously.
"We'll see about that," the man chuckled, turning to the lab, "Come along, Ash, we'll see about your Pokemon."
Ash followed him inside, and smiling happily, "Thanks a lot, Professor, you don't know how much this means to me."
"Becoming a Pokemon Master is not as easy as you think it is, Ash," Professor Oak said, knowing of the boy's ambitions, "You're going to have to go up against not only all of the Gym Leaders, but make to the Elite Four in the Indigo League, and then move on to the Kanto Battle Frontier to be considered a Regional Master."
Ash grinned, "Yeah, I know, and I'm gonna do just that!" He declared, "No matter what it takes, I'm gonna be the best out there!"
Professor Oak paused at the staircase, "Are you doing this for yourself, or are just trying to find your father?"
Ash froze, but then his smile returned, "Both."
The man smiled, "Well, then, you'll need the Pokemon I have for you to do that."
They continued up into his lab, and Ash looked around the room, "Where is it?"
"He's likely hiding upstairs on the balcony." The professor said, "He likes to be where the sun can get to him," he said, pointing to the upper part of the lab where there, again, was a small lightning bolt-shaped tail hanging over the ledge, "And there he is. Pikachu, please come down here, there's someone I want you to meet!"
The tail moved to and fro for a moment before disappearing, but there was no sign of the Pokemon it belonged to. "This is what I was afraid of," the man sighed, "He doesn't even like me all that much, though he doesn't mind me, he's too shy around other people still."
Ash smiled at the deck and moved toward the stairs, "Well, if he won't come down, I'll just go up to him, then." He said, ascending the stairs.
As he reached half-way up, a little yellow blur bounced down the steps, and knocked his feet out from under him, causing him to tumble down the stairs a second time that morning.
As Ash landed, the little yellow menace that had knocked him down hid behind the professor's leg, and started laughing at him. "I did warn you that this little fellow is a handful," the man said as the boy picked himself up off the floor. "As I said, it's called a Pikachu, the twenty-fifth Pokemon discovered within the Kanto region, and an Electric-type."
Ash, not being bothered by falling, beamed at the little Pokemon, "It's so cute!" He said, taking in the little Pokemon's small body, long black-tipped ears, and red cheek-pouches. He reached out to pick him up and swung him around, "Looks like I really did get the best of all!"
Pikachu, not liking the contact between them, sparked his cheeks and sent out a strong blast of electricity, shocking Ash back to the floor as the Electric Mouse bounced back out of his arms, cleaning his paws without a care.
"I did try to warn you," the professor said, "While its species is shy, their personalities can be quite electrifying, if I do say so myself."
Ash shook his head, grinning, "I can handle a little zap," he said, smiling at the little Pokemon.
The professor sighed, "Well, if you're quite sure, then I'll be more than happy to give Pikachu's Pokeball." He said, producing a ball from his lab coat with an Electric-type symbol on the top. "Also, I should tell you that this particular Pikachu hates being confined to a Pokeball, as I've seen him force his way out on more than one occasion unless he was severely injured or worn out."
Ash accepted the ball, looking down at Pikachu, "Huh, so you're claustrophobic?" He said, gaining a nod fo affirmation from his new partner, and grinned, "Well, that's just fine. You can ride on my shoulder." He said, and held out his hand to him. Pikachu sniffed at him for a moment and turned away with a huff.
Ash just smirked a little bit and reached out, despite the danger, and picked him up, setting him on his shoulder, "There," he said to the Pokemon, "Not so bad, huh?"
Pikachu scowled, "Pika."
"Oh, dear," Professor Oak stepped back, and just in the nick of time because not a moment later Pikachu's Thunderbolt erupted, shocking the the living daylights out of his trainer.
"Deep fried again..." Ash coughed, his hair and clothes frazzled.
"Pi," Pikachu harrumphed.
"Hello?" He heard from the stairs, and saw his mother coming into the room with his backpack, and clothing clutched against her chest. "Ash, dear, I hope you weren't planning on leaving without these?" She said, smiling at the boy, and took notice of the little bundle of fur perched on his shoulder, "Oh, my, what a little cutie!" She said in delight, coming forward, "Is this your new partner? It's so adorable!" She reached out to pet Pikachu.
"Delia/Mom don't!" Ash and the Professor cried out at once as they tried to stop her, but the damage was done. Pikachu didn't like many humans at all, outside of Professor Oak, and now he was being set upon by another human that smelled decidedly similar to the one that was harassing him now. He only did what he felt was natural.
Which is to say that the Ketchum matriarch got the Electric Shock treatment right along with her son and Professor Oak, who had gotten too close to the little Electric Mouse to avoid the shock.
"Oh...my..." Delia mumbled before falling over backward.
=x=
Side by side the two marched toward Viridian Forest, Ash dressed in his traveling clothes of a black shirt, blue vest, and jeans, as well as an official Pokemon League cap he had won. The young man sighed, slightly depressed, the same as his partner beside him as Pikachu's ears drooped. Neither one of them was happy at the moment.
Ash was quite unhappy for the simple fact that Pikachu didn't like him, not one bit, only obligated to follow him because he carried his Pokeball. Pikachu thought that if he showed his distaste for humans more, the human would release him at some point. But that wasn't the case. Unfortunately, not matter how many times Pikachu refused contact with the boy, he would simple smile at him and keep going.
"You know, I sure would like to know why you don't like people so much," Ash said, looking down at the little Pokemon, "What? Did someone hurt you in the past?" He asked, frowning at the thought. He disliked people that hurt and abused Pokemon with a passion.
Pikachu huffed and turned away from him. As if he would allow someone to mistreat him. He just didn't like people in general. The only reason he had been captured in the first place was because he'd been attacked by an angry Beedrill out of nowhere before he could even defend himself. Begrudgingly, Pikachu admitted to himself that he owed the professor for taking him and treating his injuries. Though that hadn't stopped him from zapping him the first few days under his care.
On the plus side, the Beedrill's venom had been flushed out of his system; on the minus side...he was now stuck with a trainer he disliked more than Professor Oak.
"I know you don't like me," Ash went on, smiling all the while, "But I like you a lot. I mean, I've loved Pokemon all my life." He said, watching as Pikachu's ears twitched this way and that while he listened. "To be honest, I like making friends with Pokemon whether I catch them or not. But I'm gonna have to catch a few more if I'm gonna become a Master."
"Pika," Pikachu said, going back to ignoring him. No way was he going to help him catch other Pokemon.
Ash sighed when he saw that his partner had stopped listening until he heard a rustling in the grassy fields. Off to his left say a small bird-like Pokemon preening itself. Ash pulled out his Pokedex, "I think that's a Pidgey, right?" He said as his Pokedex fired up.
"Pidgey: The Tiny Bird Pokemon: Pidgey are docile Pokemon that dislike fighting and prefer to hide in tall grass while the feed on small insects. When frightened, Pidgey will use its Sand Attack to blind its enemies, and flee from battle."
Ash smiled, "Cool, the perfect way to start off my journey," he said, reaching for one of the empty Pokeballs at his belt, enlarging it. Pikachu hopped up on a rock to watched the whole thing as his trainer carelessly threw the ball at the Pidgey. Pidgey looked up right as the ball hit it, and was sucked inside. "Yes! I got it!" Ash crowed as the ball began to shake.
It then popped back open, and Pidgey came back out, not a single feather ruffled. "Huh?"
"Pihihihihikahaha!" Pikachu giggled as Ash looked on in confusion.
Ash frowned and realized his mistake, "Oh, right, even lowkey Pokemon need a battle to be captured," he said, looking at his partner, "Hey, come on, I know you don't like me, but how about a little help here?"
"PI!" Pikachu stuck his tongue out at him with his eyelid pulled down.
Ash grimaced, "Jeez, you really are a handful." He said, and walked over to the Pidgey. "Hey, little guy," he knelt down close to the Tiny Bird, who looked up at him curiously, "Listen, I'm a new trainer, and instead of battling you, would you mind coming with me?"
Instead of an answer, Ash was sent flying as Pidgey took off with a powerful gust of wind. "Ouch!" He'd landed on a rock as the bird flew off, while Pikachu roared with laughter from his perch. "Awe, shoot!" Ash snapped and tossed the rock into the field. What he didn't expect was for that same rock come hit something other than the ground.
There was a soft thump, and a squawk as another bird-like Pokemon raised out of the grass, a large bump on its head. As it glared across the field, it saw Ash sitting on the ground, and then the laughing Pikachu. It immediately thought the little Electric Mouse was the one that had hit it.
"Uh-oh, I know that Pokemon for sure," Ash said, dusting himself off as he got to his feet. "That's a Spearow!"
"SPEAR!" The Tiny Bird screeched as it took off the ground and aimed straight for Pikachu. Pikachu squeaked in alarm and ducked as it sailed over him, and growled before unleashing his Thunderbolt on the bird. The attack struck home as Spearow sped off toward a nearby tree, keening loudly.
"Whoa, nice shot, Pikachu," Ash commented as the bird flew into the branches...only for an entire flock to erupt! "Oh, crap! Run for it!" He yelled, and scooped up Pikachu. Pikachu cried out if only for a moment before tucking himself away in the safety of Ash's vest.
The flock of Spearow loomed over them as the boy ran, diving in and around him as they tried to get at his vest where Pikachu was hiding. "Hey, knock it off!" Ash roared, swatting the birds away from him, "I'm the one that threw the damned rock! You oughtta be attacking me!" He veered off into the woods surrounding the path, and made for the river. Pikachu crawled out and tried to get into his backpack for safety, but the birds saw him and crowded into, pecking and scratching him until he fell from Ash's shoulder and back into his arms, tattered and badly hurt.
Ash cradled him and made a mad dive for the river, splashing into the water, and going with the current, praying that Pikachu could hold his breath long enough for the Spearow to lose interest. Soon enough, though, Ash was forced to surface as the gaping maw of a Gyarados came swimming toward them. He crawled out of the river, half-drowned, but fine. and held Pikachu carefully as the poor Pokemon coughed up water.
"It's okay, Pikachu, you're gonna be fine," Ash said, panting heavily as rain began to fall while he trudged out of the muddy bank. Unfortunately, for both of them, the flock of Spearow were still searching the area for them, and spotted Ash almost as soon as he cleared the river. "Dammit, leave us alone already!"
A Spearow cawed loudly and whipped passed his face, slicing open his cheek with its razor sharp claws. Ash stumbled to the ground, Pikachu flying from his grasp. Gasping, Ash scrambled up and placed his body over Pikachu, protecting him from the Spearow as they dove at them. His backpack and vest were shredded in moments as the birds' talons met with the skin of his back.
Pikachu, still weak from their earlier attacks, smelled the blood of the boy, and stirred. Opening his eyes he saw him crouched over him, his face strained. Ash took his Pokebal from his belt, "Pikachu, I know you hate it, but you've got to get in your ball!" He groaned, blood dripping from his cheek, "At least this way you'll be safe!"
The Spearow circled around them as Ash stood up, holding up his arms weakly as he tried to defend Pikachu one last time. "Alright, you listen to me," the boy growled loudly, "My name is Ash Ketchum, from Pallet Town! I intend to become a Pokemon Master," he glared at the Spearow that had started it all staring down at him with glint in its eyes, "You mess with me, and you're gonna lose!"
The lead Spearow screeched and flew at him, followed by the others, talons outstretched. Pikachu saw them attacking and moved to jump onto his trainer's shoulder, and lept into the line of fire.
Ash watched in horror as his partner put himself between him and the Spearow flock. Pikachu's body lit up like a flood light as electricity erupted around him in a dome of power, shocking everything around him as it spread over the area, amplified greatly by the rain. Ash was hit just as hard as the Spearow were when Pikachu's attack hit him, and knock him flat on his back, causing him to black out from pain.
Coming to, Ash found the sun shining down on him, his back aching horribly. He groaned and rolled over to his side to take the strain off of his back and found Pikachu lying next to him. His eyes were open, and there was a small, tired smile on his face. "Pikachu, you're okay?"
"Pika," the little Pokemon crawled closer as Ash reached out to bring him into his arms, and licked his cheek, surprising his trainer.
"Does this mean you'll stay with me?" He asked, smiling a tired smile all his own.
"Pi," Pikachu nodded, and curled up against his chest.
Ash sat up stiffly, noting that there was blood all over him, and his clothes and supplies were all but destroyed. Just his jeans and shoes were salvageable, but even those wouldn't last much longer.
"Sp-spear-row..." Came a soft groan.
Ash jumped a little, but saw that it was only one of the ferocious Spearow left behind. And not just any Spearow, it was the one he had hit with the rock on accident. It was sprawled out on the ground, beaten and battered by Pikachu's attack, not even able to fly. Looking down at his partner, and back at the injured Spearow, Ash sighed, and reached to pick up Pikachu's Pokeball, replacing it on his belt, and reached for another.
Staggering to his feet, Ash stumbled over to the Pokemon as it glared at them, and knelt. Ash looked the bird right in the eyes, and said, "I'm so sorry," Spearow looked surprised, "I was the one that threw that rock. I didn't mean to hit you, I didn't even know you were there. But please don't hate Pikachu. He didn't do anything."
Spearow cocked its head, and croaked as it nodded, "Spear."
Ash enlarged the Pokeball and placed it in front of the injured bird, "I know I hurt you, but if you let me catch you, I'll let you go if you want me to after I've gotten both you and Pikachu some help...would that be alright?"
Spearow looked at the round device, and hesitated for a moment before reaching out to peck the button with its beak. It disappeared inside the ball with a chime, letting Ash know that it was now his.
Smiling as he took the ball from the ground, Ash looked up, seeing a rainbow glistening in the sky after the storm had passed, and swore he saw another species of bird Pokemon flying through the multiple colors. Something floated down in front of him, then, a feather, glowing brightly in the colors of the rainbow. Ash reached out to catch it, and held it gently. "What the heck is this?" He wondered, looking back up to where he had seen the glowing Pokemon. "Hmph, well, maybe this wasn't such a bad start to my journey after all."
He trudged down the road toward the Viridian Forest, knowing that there was at least one Pokemon Center between him and Viridian City, where another center was waiting.
Weak, and tired, Ash made his way to the Pokemon Center. 'Are you watching me, Dad?' He wondered silently as he walked, 'If you can't see me yet, then I'll climb to somewhere that you can. Then I'll show you,' he smiled weakly as he remembered racing his father on the back of his Ponyta against his Rapidash, 'I'll show the whole world that I'm your son.'
Author's Note: In this story, Viridian Forest surrounds Viridian City, as well as having a small Pokemon Center in it.
Viridian Forest Pokemon Center:
Nurse Joy was enjoying her day thus far as she watched a few newly minted trainers with their Pokemon. Not only did she love helping them with their partners, but she also loved the variety of Pokemon brought in. Some of the trainers that came in sometimes had Pokemon from different Regions, such as the one she was carrying now.
A cute little Piplup had been brought in by a sweet young girl from the Sinnoh Region, and the adorable little Pokemon had won the her over in an instant. She smiled happily as she brought the trainer's Pokeball out and passed it to its owner. "There you are, dear," she smiled at the girl, "Your cute little Piplup is doing just fine."
The girl, a young brunette with a front ponytail, and grey eyes, smiled at the nurse, and took back her partner, "Thank you, I was so worried about her." She said happily.
Near the front of the Center, another teen sat with his back toward the reception desk, facing the door. By his side was a blue bipedal Pokemon with large ears. Suddenly, those ears turned toward the front, the Pokemon sensing something, and growled.
The boy looked at his partner, "What's wrong, Lucario?"
Lucario gestured toward the door with its head as they slid open.
All activity stopped as someone staggered into the Center. Lucario's trainer dropped the book he had been reading as the newcomer came into view, while the girl at the desk turned around, her hands flying to her mouth in shock. There stood a boy, no older than herself, his clothes in tatters, and covered in blood, his own, from the look of it. All the while he cradled a tiny yellow Pokemon to his chest that looked to be in just barely better shape than himself.
Passing the boy and his Lucario, they both caught sight of his back, the boy rising from his seat in horror. "Hey!" He called out, but was ignored as Nurse Joy came around the counter to intercept him.
"Oh, my goodness, are you alright?" She asked in worry.
The boy looked up at her, his eyes weak and dulled from exhaustion. "Please, can you help him?" He held out his Pokemon, a Pikachu, to her. She hurriedly accepted the little bundle, cradling him gently.
"I'll take very good care of him, but we need to get you some help as well," she said, looking down, and blanched when she saw a trail of blood leading up to them from the door, "Oh, my...what in the world happened to you!?" She shouted as he held out a Pokeball.
"S'nothing," he mumbled, "Could you take care of this one, too? It's...a little ti...ired..."
Joy shrieked as the boy hit his knees and fell face first to the floor, giving her an unobscured view of the ruins of his back. "S-someone help!"
The boy with the Lucario came forward, "I can help," he said, "I have some herbs and bandages to stop the bleeding!"
"I'll help you, too!" The girl with the Piplup shouted, growing pale as she neared them. "What did this?"
The boy had set about rummaging through his bag for gauze and bandages, "Looks like some sort of Flying-type attacked them," he said, motioning for her to come closer, "Here, help me get this cleaned up!"
"Wait a moment," Joy said, taking the Pokeball from the young man's grasp, "We'll take him into the back, it'll be easier treating him back there, and I know I can help you more when I get these two looked after."
Nodding, both teens lifted the newcomer up by his arms, throwing them over their shoulders, and hauled him toward the Emergency Room following Nurse Joy.
Yes, another new story, so sew me :p I can't help but write because it's something I love, but I cooked this up right after watching the new movie, I just couldn't help myself. If it gets good reception, I'll keep working on it, but if not, well, it'll be slow going.
Anyway, I'm basing this off both the original series of Indigo League, and the IChooseYou movie. Paring is AshxVerity, cause I, surprisingly, like her better out of all the Canon characters, or movie characters combined :p
Some things will change, such as what Pokemon Ash will catch, and his traveling companions, and some things will stay just as they are, such as where Ash goes for his Gym battles, and who he meets along the way.
Well, I've said enough, so drop a review to let me know what you think of this little idea of mine.