Ash Ketchum trembled over the bare patch of ground that was Pikachu's grave. A thunderstorm brewed above him, rain and wind blowing in everyone's faces. His hat covering most of his face, tears streamed down his cheeks and fell on the ground as Brock layed a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. Ash's mom had contacted all his old friends and told them of Pikachu's death. Their answer was an immediate " Ok" and they all dropped what they were doing , packed their bags, and traveled to Ash's house. Dawn, Misty, and May were crying off to the side, memories of Ash's beloved Pikachu sweeping past them. Nurse Joy was there as well, although she wasn't in the best of shape either. She was the Nurse Joy that ,in fact, couldn't save Pikachu, and was distraught over the only patient she had ever lost. Brock stayed next to Ash, being his friend through most of Ash's journey as a pokemon trainer, her felt the need to be there with him. Although Brock was tearing up as well, he had his eyes on Nurse Joy. Even at a time like this, Brock couldn't ignore the beauty of Nurse Joy. But none understood the pain and sorrow that Ash was going through. Pikachu, his first ever pokemon and loyal companion for many years was taken away from him in an instant. In his arms, was the cold corpse of the mouse pokemon. He cradled it, afraid to let his best friend go. Ash's mom, layed a hand on his other shoulder. " It's time, Ash" she said, her voice cracking a little from her constant crying, not just because of Pikachu's death, but because of the state her only son was in.
Ash held his Pikachu tighter, new tears streaming down his face. " I can't." he cried. He lifted his head just enough to see the grave dug especially for Pikachu.
" Yes you can Ash. " his mother said, a little more sternly but new tears replaced the old ones as she forced the words out.
" I don't want any of you here" Ash growled, clinging to his best friend as shocked expressions came from everyone.
" Ash..." Misty started to say, but Dawn gestured to her that it wasn't the time.
" They just came here to help" Ash's mother said with an exasperated tone.
" None of them stuck with me, none of them were them in my time of need. They all left me." Ash yelled, turning around to face his mom, a look of pure hatred on his face, " Pikachu was the only one who stayed with me all these years!"
Ash's mom put her hands to her mouth in shock. " A..Ash..." she whispered.
" Go! All of you." Ash screamed with more force.
Ash's mom ran back to the house, understanding that her son was in pain and didn't mean what he said; but still hurt at the outburst. Misty , May, and Dawn followed her quickly, sorrow emanating from them that their old friend had really felt that way about them. Brock stayed behind. " Ash, you know we left because we had our own things to do. We couldn't always stay with you." Brock said before joining the girls who walked off.
Nurse Joy was the only one that stayed behind. " I...I'm so sorry Ash. I tried, i really did." she cried, going into hysterics.
" You didn't try hard enough" Ash growled, not able to look at her.
Nurse Joy ran away quickly, crying loudly. Leaving just Ash and his beloved friend. Reaching into his pocket, he brought out four pokeballs. Four familiar pokemon came out from the balls, the usual air of happiness gone from them. Charizard, Bulbasaur, Bayleef, and Squirtle stood before Ash. " Thank you all, for caring about me. You were the only pokemon , other than Pikachu, that truly cared about me." Ash said, gazing at all his pokemon. " But now it's time to say goodbye to him..." Ash said, bending his head to hide his tears. Ash lay the pikachu in his already dug grave and stroked his head one more time. " Goodbye." Ash cried. Reaching into his back pocket, he brought out a pokeball. " I know you never liked it, but i hope it reminds you of me" he said, smilling a little at the memory of Pikachu always denying the pokeball. He lay the pokeball next to the corpse and , with Charizard's help, filled the grave back up. " It's time to go." Ash said, earning a puzzled look from his pokemon. " We can't stay here anymore. We need to go." Ash said, gazing at his pokemon. They all seemed to understand, they were abandoning their old life and moving on to a new, rough one. Ash returned Squirtle, Bulbasaur, and Bayleef to their pokeballs and got on Charizard's back. " Let's get out of here." he said, the charizard flapping it's powerful wings, propelling them upward. Ash gave one last look at his the grave, his home, and his town then flew off beyone view, journeying on to his new life.