AUTHOR'S NOTE: I promise I won't put author notes as long as this in the next chapters, but right now, please read this. This fic is going to be different from the anime. So don't go off telling me [character] is OOC, because they will be out of character. I intend them to be. Ash is smarter here when it comes to Pokémon, but he's still dense in other stuff like romance. Ash will catch more Pokémon, but he won't go on a catching spree like some authors seem to do. He will get two legendaries here, in the very least. He might or might not get more. It's up to what happens further in the story, and of course, you guys.. I'm also open to suggestions so if you have one, I'll see if I can somehow insert it in my plot. If not, then sorry. I'm also not very good at descriptions so excuse it. I got some of the descriptions from Bulbapedia, and also the information will not be as accurate. I've only watched some of the episodes and those I have, I forgot the details. I'm still not sure if there'll be a pairing in this, because as much as I like romance, I like stories that involves Ash to focus more on adventure. But if there will be a pairing, it'll most likely be Pokéshipping [Ash/Misty], and it won't be anytime soon. Don't expect anything. I'm also open to flames and critism. No, I do not whine about flames, as long as it tells me how to improve.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Pokémon.
I'm Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town, and someday, I'm going to be the world's greatest Pokemon Master.
Pokémon had always been my passion. The creatures intrigue me; all the various types and their strengths and weaknesses. It blows my mind how many Pokémon are out there—some discovered, others not yet. And when you capture them in this red and white capsul called a Pokéball, they become your teammates—your friends—who help you to achieve your dream.
On my tenth birthday, I'm finally going to start my very own Pokémon journey. In preparation for that, as well as to learn as much as I could about Pokémon, I always go over to Professor Oak's laboratory to help out. I especially love playing with the Pokémon there. My curiosity would often get the best of me, though, and I'd end up running to the professor, asking him all sorts of questions I know would someday help me on my journey. This, along with the fact that I seem to have an empathy with Pokémon; I can somehow sense what they're feeling, allowing me to understand them better.
Some days, I just simply sit on my favourite spot in the professor's Pokémon Reserve just at the back of his laboratory. It was a grassy area with a lake at the front and some trees behind, but unlike others, there was no Pokémon around. It was a quiet place discovered a while back, and since then I've always went here whenever I wanted to be alone. Well, not technically alone. Victini started joining me here since I was six years old.
Victini's a small, rodent-like Pokémon with large, pointed ears shaped like the letter V. She has round, blue eyes that's too big for her head, and a tiny body. She's cream-coloured, save for the top of her ears, crest, and extremities, which are orange. Her bulbous arms and legs are rounded to make a sort of "cuff" before ending with small, three-fingered hands and two-toed feet. She also has two wing-like tails that grant her the ability to fly.
She had been sneaking around me that time, stealing the Pecha berries I was eating. She had been invisible, but I eventually lured her into showing herself when I waved a Pecha berry in front of me. Apparently, Pecha berries were her favourite. I was shocked when I saw her, of course. I always went to Professor Oak's laboratory but I'd never seen the Pokemon in front of me before. That was when we got in a little guessing game. She uttered many different forms of her name and after a few minutes, I finally guessed her name was Victini. She nodded, flying around me happily. She didn't want anyone to know about her, so we sort of became secret friends. We always played together, and I later found out she was a very caring and timid Pokémon. She also had a mischievous streak, often going invisible to suprise me. I've learned how to sense where she is a few months later. She showed me different visions: of her dreams, and of the world outside.
We immediately became best of friends.
"Why won't you listen to me?" I asked, frustrated with the overly-stubborn Pikachu.
He turned his head the other side in a defiant manner, "Pika."
I just got the Pikachu from Professor Oak because my alarm broke and there weren't any of the starters left. I begged Professor Oak if there was a Pokémon left, and he, knowing how much this means to me, reluctantly said there was still this Pikachu, but it has a bit of a problem [I would say attitude problem]. I was desperate, so I told him I'd take it. The electric mouse wouldn't listen to a word I say, though. Distrust was practically radiating from him. He even shocked me a few times, so I wore these rubber gloves my mom gave. And he refused to go in his Pokéball, apparently hating it in there.
All the time I dreamed of the day I'd start my journey, I, in no way, expected this.
I glared at the mouse. I opened my mouth, about to say something, when I heard a familiar sound calling out and the next thing I knew, I was being tackled on the ground by none other than my best friend, Victini.
Laughing at the ticklish feeling of her fur against my skin as she nuzzled me, I managed to choke out, "'Tini! What are you doing here?"
She stopped the assault and looked at me with a huge smile, happily uttering a few words and making motions with her hands. I sat up, noticing Pikachu was also looking at Victini with a curious expression and a tilt of his head. I didn't exactly understand what Victini was saying, but I understood what she wanted.
"You want to come with us?" I asked, shocked and happy at the same time.
"Tini!" she squealed, spinning around in circles before grabbing one of my Pokéballs and jumping inside. The ball pinged, signalling a successful capture.
It was silent for several seconds, before what happened finally dawned on me. Victini wanted to come with us, and now she's my Pokémon. I felt elated; I caught my very first Pokémon! Okay, so it wasn't officially me catching her since she kind of captured herself in one of my Pokéballs, but still. I laughed in glee, jumping on my feet and grabbing her Pokéball, cheering, "I caught Victini!"
I grinned at Pikachu, who was still in shock, wondering what had just happened.
"See? I don't need your help to catch Pokémon," I said smugly.
Pikachu snapped out of his shocked state. He crossed his arms and held his head high, "Pi."
"Whatever you say, Pikachu," I laughed.
He glared at me, annoyed, and went to climb a tree, ignoring me.
Oh, well. I'll just capture some Pokémon with Victini and hopefully figure something out to make the stubborn Pikachu listen to me.
I caught a movement at the corner of my eye, and I turned to see a Pidgey landing at the grass. "All right! A chance to catch a new Pokemon!" I silently cheered, making sure to move quietly as not to scare the Pidgey. For a second, I contemplated using the Pokédex for more information, but decided against it. Pidgey was a common bird Pokémon in Professor Oak's laboratory and I've learned enough about it. Now, to train one . . .
I grabbed Victini's Pokéball. "Victini, I choose you!"
Victini appeared with a bright red flash. She cooed happily on being chosen to battle, not that I had any choice, since my other Pokémon won't listen to me.
"Okay, so uh . . . " I started, only realizing something as Victini waited for me to tell her what to do. I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly, "What attacks do you know?"
Somewhere behind me, at the top of a tree, I heard Pikachu laughing. I scowled.
"Tiniii!" Victini exclaimed, as if asking me, no, really? and started motioning towards my Pokédex.
"But aren't you an unknown Pokémon, so the Pokédex wouldn't know your moves?" I asked, confused.
She shook her head and motioned to my Pokédex once more.
"Uh, alright," I pointed my Pokédex towards her, as it listed all her moves. I didn't recognize half of the moves, so I called out a random one.
"Okay, 'Tini, use Incinerate!"
Victini let out a cry as she let out a spew of flames towards the Pidgey. The Pidgey trilled and flew out of the way, making the flames miss. Instead, it hit another Pokemon—a Spearow.
The now-burnt Spearow squawked angrily, flying towards us at a fast speed.
"Oh, no," I muttered. Fearows were known for their temper and it wasn't a good thing to be the end of their wrath. I ordered Victini to dodge, but the Spearow swooped down and flew right past us. That was when I realized that the Spearow wasn't aiming for me or 'Tini. It was aiming for Pikachu.
I spun quickly, yelling out a warning to the yellow rodent, "Watch out!"
Pikachu ducked just in time to miss the Spearow, but the Spearow was having none of it. it went in for another blow, and Pikachu let out a Thundershock in his distress. It hit the Spearow dead on and it cried out. The problem was, it didn't seem to be crying out in pain. It seemed to be calling for help. My eyes widened as I realized this, and I immediately returned Victini in her Pokéball; it would be dangerous for her to go against a flock of angry Spearows. I turned just in time to see Pikachu falling off the tree, and I ran forward to catch him, wasting no time running in the direction I hope would lead us away the Spearows. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, but the flock didn't seem to have any plans stopping. Ahead, I could see a waterfall. I hesitated for a moment, but it was either that or to be bird food. So I jumped.
The strong current dragged me and Pikachu along. Plenty water Pokémon swam by and I narrowly swam out of the way of a Gyarados. I had had enough of an angry flock of Spearow after me; I didn't need an angry Gyarados, too. Just as it seemed like I couldn't hold my breath much longer, I passed by a fishing line. Thank goodness someone was fishing. I grabbed it, and after a few seconds, was hauled out of the water.
As my vision cleared, I could see an orange haired girl that has a ponytail sticking out the side of her head. Concerned green eyes stared down at them as she asked, "Are you okay?"
I was not okay. My alarm clock broke so I failed to go to Professor Oak's laboratory just in time. Instead of the three Kanto starters, I received a Pikachu, which wouldn't be so bad, except for the fact that he won't listen to me. A Spearow got angry at us and cried out for help from its flock and now said flock is after us. But I said I'm fine, anyway.
"Not you; the Pikachu! You should take it to the Viridian City Pokemon Center." she snapped at me, then poined towards the direction of Viridian City.
I was about to reply, but I heard the distant cries of the Spearows as they advanced towards us. I immediately got to my feet and grabbed what I'm guessing is the girl's bike, promising to return it someday. I put Pikachu in the basket and pedalled as fast as I could. Behind me, I could hear the girl yelling at me, but I ignored her. I'm determined to save Pikachu. We may not be on the best of terms, but Pikachu is my Pokémon, whether he likes it or not, and I care for him. It was my fault the Spearows were angry, anyway. I'm not letting them hurt Pikachu.
It started to rain. We hit a ledge, and the bike fell to the side, the impact knocking me and Pikachu off. I looked at my injured Pikachu, hearing the Spearows getting nearer. I knew what I had to do.
I took out Pikachu's Pokéball and placed it in front of him. He looked at the ball, and back at me, his eyes questioning. My voice was urgent when I explained it to him. "Look, Pikachu. I know you don't like going in there, but it's the only way. You'll be safe in there, I promise."
I left the ball beside him and stood before the Spearows, spreading his arms. It was stupid, but at that moment I didn't care. I was scared, yes, but my determination was stronger and I'm going to save my Pikachu, no matter what. "Hey, Spearows! I'm Ash, from the town of Pallet! I'm destined to be the world's number one Pokemon Trainer! I can't be defeated by the likes of you! I'm going to defeat and capture you all!"
I looked back towards Pikachu, again insisting him to go into his Pokéball.
"Come and get me!" I yelled, the lightning illuminating my face, and the Spearows dove in. I stood unwavering, but what I didn't expect was a blur of yellow to leap past me, gathering the electricity from the lightning bolts like a conductor and releasing the most powerful Thundershock I've ever seen. It was so powerful, it managed to drive all Spearows away and knocked me off my feet, draining Pikachu in the process.
The storm cleared. I opened my eyes, seeing a drained, but victorious Pikachu staring back at me. Up above, a rainbow had formed. I looked up to see a majestic Pokémon flying through the sky. It wasn't anything I've seen. I grabbed my Pokédex, pointing up to the Pokémon flying through. But it was unable to identify it.
For a moment, we sat over there in silence, staring after the beautiful, unknown Pokémon that just passed through.
I stood and gathered Pikachu in my arms and walked in the direction of Viridian City. As I walked, Pikachu licked me, and in that very moment, something changed. It's like we had some sort of silent exchange. A bond had been formed, and we know we have something big ahead of us. We had something to fight for, and we were one step closer to our dream.
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