You know… I'm not only giant miraculous fan, but a TON of other fandoms fan! So I'm writing a two shot about Pokémon (gotta catch them all! Pokémon!). All I'm gonna say is enjoy!

"Let me go!" Ash yelled as he was being dragged into the Team Rocket HQ. James was struggling to keep a hold of the kid while Jessie carried Pikachu in an electric proof Growlith carrier. They had attacked the Pokémon School with a ton of other TR members. They had kidnapped Ash and Pikachu.

Ash didn't know what happened to his friends, the last he saw of them was them run towards the helicopter he had been loaded up into, Pokémon out, screaming his name. He didn't even know if Professor Kukui was alive! Ash and him were trying to hide some of his secret research which they thought Team Rocket was after. They were very wrong. Jessie and James used explosives to blast the door open. The professor was standing right next the door when it happened, sending him flying and pinning him under the door. Instead of going for the file, they went straight for Ash.

"I could use some help you two." James said as he struggle to keep a hold of the kid. They had tied his hands in front of him but Ash was still putting up a really good fight.

"Sorry James, but my hands are full," Jessie smirked carrying Pikachu under one arm.

"Yeah, me too," said Meowth.

"Meowth you're not even caring anything!" James said struggling as Ash fought with all his might.

"My hands are full with supervisin."

"Where you guys taking us!" Ash yelled.

"PIKA!" Pikachu whined.

"Pikachu is coming with us, and the boss wants to see you," smirked James. Jessie, James, and Meowth cackled evilly, knowing that the kid who had been stopping them at every turn was about to get his just desserts. Giovanni had a reputation for making "guest" suffer. Ash gulped.

"Bring him in here." Ash jumped. It was Giovanni. James struggled to force Ash to sit down in a chair, Giovanni rolled his eyes and just pushed Ash into his chair. "Go," he ordered. James gave a small salute and ran off, obviously just as scared of his boss as Ash was. Ash tried to stand up again and Giovanni just pushed him back down. "Poor poor Ash. All alone." He pushed Ash back down. He was surprisingly strong. "Without his friends, without his Pokémon, without even a memory of his father. Tell me, do even know he who is?"

"My father is an amazing trainer! He's off battling and probably earning millions of gym battles! And if he knew that you had kidnapped me, he come in here and beat you up!" Ash glared at him.

Giovanni smiled. "I doubt it. I've killed about thirty men with my bare hands." Ash's eyes widened in fear, Giovanni's face softened, "Anyways how could I fight myself?"

Ash's jaw dropped, then his face contorted to that of disbelief and range. "YOU! You can't be my dad! He's an amazing man! A great man!" He stared at him bitterly. "You're nothing but a bad guy."

"Really?" he asked raising an eyebrow, "How many times has Jessie, James, and Meowth tried to harm you?"

"All the time!"

Giovanni just laughed. "Give me one example?"

"The try to steal Pikachu!"

"I said HARM you! Have they ever purposely hit you? Beat you? Made you lose consciousness?"

"They hurt my Pokémon and try to steal them, and that hurts me!"

"You are still just a child." Giovanni shook his head slowly.

"But my dad isn't evil." Ash glared at him coldly, knowing that this had to be a lie.

"Who ever said I was evil? Haven't you ever heard that everyone's a hero in their own eyes?" Ash just glared at him. Giovanni just smiled his best fatherly smile, "In my eyes, the world is the bad guy." Ash wasn't convinced, Giovanni just shrugged and changed the subject. "Tell me, what has your mother told you about me?" He asked, as if he was truly curious.

"Nothing! Because you're not my dad!" Ash spat, getting up from his chair and trying to make run for it. Giovanni tried to grab him but Ash hit him. They were basically wrestling on the ground. Giovanni had the upper hand, being stronger and Ash's hands were still bound. Giovanni grabbed him and began to drag him back over to the chair. "Let! Me! GO!" Ash shouted.

"Sorry but I need you to hear me out Ashton," Giovanni said. Ash jumped hearing his full name.

'How'd he know that?' Ash thought, but he just assumed he heard it somewhere or guessed. Giovanni forced him back into the chair and he undid the ropes holding his hands together, then used them to tie his arms to the armrests. "I don't want to listen you lie about my dad!"

"Mrowr, hiss," Persian said, stocking in. Ash stuck his tongue out the Pokémon.

"Now, how can I prove it to you," Giovanni muttered. "I can tell what Delia's wedding band looks like."

"No you can't."

"Oh yes I can. I was the one who put it on her finger when I married her twelve years ago," Giovanni smirked, "a silver band with the reddest ruby ever seen by man!"

"Ha! Her ring is gold," Ash snapped smugly.

Giovanni's face went slack and he stared off in to space. He laughed dryly and shook his head. "She wears her engagement ring…. My clever lady. No one could tell that ring from any other." He seemed to be talking more to himself than to Ash. "Have you ever you seen the inside of the ring?" Ash thought of one time when he was little and saw her take it off to wash the dishes. He nodded. "It had something carved inside."

"Yeah, it was some gibberish," Ash answered.

"It's not gibberish. It's Kalosian." Giovanni stated. "Honestly with all the money I sent her, I thought you would have had a better education." He murmured.

"Hey! My mom can't afford that kind of stuff! We're not rich, and you never sent her anything cause YOUR NOT MY DAD!" Ash struggled against the ropes.

Giovanni just shook his head. "It says, je t'aime chéri. It means I love you darling." Ash just stared at him stubbornly. He sighed, closing his eyes trying to think of something to convince him. "You have three little scars on your back." Ash remained silent, think about the tiny little scratch like scars on his back that had been there as long as he could remember. "They're from Persian's claws."

"That thing scratched me!" Ash blurted forgetting he didn't believe him.

"She saved you," Giovanni said with a serious face and pain in his eyes, "You and your mother were in the backyard, you crawled off and there was an Arbok in the yard. It went straight for you. Persian noticed and grabbed you and pulled you back to Delia, getting hurt in the process."

Ash glared at him, 'He's lying. He has to be.' Ash was starting to wonder if he was telling the truth. "I probably got those scars from somewhere else," Ash said dismissively. Giovanni just stared silently at Ash for a moment. He just turned his back and left, leaving Ash completely alone. He struggled and soon learned that the arms on the chair were lose. He began to work at them. He was almost lose when he heard footsteps, he froze. Giovanni walked in carrying a single piece of paper.

"Does this prove it to you?" He showed him a birth certificate. Ash's jaw dropped as he read. Ashton Satoshi Rocketto, Mother: Delia Rocketto, Father: Giovanni Rocketto.

"You could have made that!"

"I didn't and I can tell all about your birth. You were born May twenty-first, at two thirty-three in the morning. Have I proved to you that I am your father yet?"

"Our name isn't Rocketto though, it's Ketchum," Ash said thinking he had finally caught him.

"Ketchum is her maiden name! She went all out trying to make sure that no one knew the truth…" he said shaking his head. "You ARE my son, you always have been and always will be, and you can't keep denying it."

Ash had had enough of this. He pulled his arms lose and bolted. He rammed right into Giovanni knocking him over. He kept running. "Catch him!" ordered Giovanni over an intercom, "Catch Ash! Don't let him escape." Ash ran through the halls running as hard as he could.

"Oh no you don't you little pest!" shouted Meowth. The three stood in his way. He tackled James to the ground and began to wrestle him. Jessie pulled Ash off him. Ash kicked her in the knee and continued to run.

"Pika pi!" Ash heard coming from a room.

"Pikachu!" he yelled running in. He grabbed a keyring off the wall and unlocked the carrier he was trapped in.

"Mrowr," said Persian said blocking the door.

"Oh no you don't! Pikachu use Thunderbolt."

"PiKA!" He blasted Persian, who went flying down the hall. Ash and Pikachu went running the other way. They were greeted by at least two dozen Team Rocket members. Ash pushed his way through them. He dodged any attempt to grab him. About half way through the group, a giant of a grunt grabbed him and knocked him to the ground. He pulled Ash back to his feet then punched him in the stomach. Then knocked him into the wall. Ash slumped to the ground, unconscious.

"THAT'S MY SON!" Giovanni yelled. He marched right up to the man and punched him in the face.

"YOUR SON?!" the group shouted.

"Wait! The annoying little nuisance is you kid?" Meowth exclaimed. Giovanni glared at him.

Jessie covered Meowth's mouth. "He means precious little darling." She gave a nervous laugh.

"But wait," asked James, "if he's your son then why did you have us try to steal his Pikachu?"

"Do think I really cared about the little beast?" The three nodded. He sighed. "I wanted you to keep an eye my son." He almost growled, "I assigned you to this task because I knew you were too incapable to harm him." He started towards his son. Pikachu stood in his way. He nodded to Persian, who had just came around the bend. She grabbed the little mouse like creature and threw him into wall. Pikachu just got the air knocked out of him, but it was enough for James to shove him back into his crate. "Take Pikachu to a Pokémon holding area, and as for the rest of you get lost." Everyone nodded and ran.

Giovanni checked quickly to make sure that he was okay. He sighed relieved that he just hit his head. He turned to the grunt who was still on the ground holding his jaw from the punch. "You! You're lucky all I did was punch you. You have fifteen minutes to get off my property. Go!" The man stood up quickly and ran off. Giovanni whipped out a walkie-talkie. "Tell the firing squad to open fire on Arnold if he's not out of here in five minutes." He went over to his son and picked him up. "If you won't believe me, then I'll have to take you to someone you will believe." He carried him to a limo outside and put him in carefully. Then he got in.

"Where to Mr. Rocketto?" his driver asked over a small intercom.

Giovanni pressed the mic. button, "Pallet Town."

Okay so I had to re-upload the story cause the review section had got really bad, so just a quick heads up I don't want to see cussing or anything like that in my review section, especially over a petty little thing like I didn't block someone. If it bothers you that one those people commented then just ignore them (that's what I do) If I make upset that I didn't block them just leave my story, instead of taking things out on me. Maybe go read someone else's amazing story to make you feel better.