Thank you for coming to read, or see my first story! I got this idea from Jirachi Wish-Maker and have been reading from here for almost a year, this was a perfect time for a debut story! I would love to hear and comments, hopefully they aren't flaming comments. If you see something wrong please point it out and I will fix it as soon as I possible.
Pokemon is not now or ever will be owned by me. Although this idea is mine.
Please enjoy, from Jira.
. A Wish Come True .
"Max?" a young girl clad in red, her blue eyes full of worry began to shake the sleeping boy, this was the fourth time he'd fallen asleep walking only to crash into something and still be asleep. This time the group had stopped for lunch and had barely sat down when Ash, a young trainer and Max's role model, who had Pikachu, a faithful companion and friend of his since his first, well second day after his tenth birthday, on his shoulder and was helping Brock, an older boy whose role in everyone's lives seemed to be 'big brother', to unpack their lunch saw him on the ground a few paces back.
"I'll carry him, May," Brock said, leaving Ash to finish unpacking, "It would be a good idea to stay here for a bit, rest should help him." May watched worriedly as Brock laid Max down on the grass.
"But it doesn't help if we don't know..." Ash whispered to Pikachu, who nodded. They were out on route 111, near route 112 trying to reach the mountain but in two days they'd barely moved. The closest house or center was through the desert and was still at least a days walk from here. He hoped that Max would be better soon. Max didn't look sick or anything, pale slightly but not sick. Between sleeping he acted almost normal, if not a little quieter than normal.
Ash and Brock had been keeping an eye on Max since meeting the Wish pokemon, Jirachi. The two, Max and Jirachi had been fated friends and after seven days and nights of a festival, whose evil-but-turned-good-in-the-end magician tried to extract the energy that Jirachi absorbs from the millennia comet, who like Jirachi is seen for only one week every thousand years, to resurrect a Groudon for Team Magma as revenge for throwing him out after he failed in his experiment from a lack of energy. After the energy had been replaced into Jirachi, he had had only a few hours left. As a final request the Wish pokemon had told Max he granted many of his wishes true, and he would like a final one. Jirachi asked everyone to sing to him a lullaby that May had sung to him and Max everynight. In the end, Jirachi was the one who was granted a wish, not granting wishes.
Almost a month had past since the Jirachi incident and nearly two weeks after Max had began to sleep longer and pay attention less. Brock said it was just his way of dealing with his friends departure. But after the last stop Brock and him had spoken with professor Oak from his home town while they were in Fallabor, while May and Max visited the Contest Hall. Ash had told Oak of Jirachi and Oak had gone down to check on the vast pillared forest of Jirachi's only to find most of it in ruins. This was what the call had consisted of, Ash and Brock learning that the stone-like crystal Jirachi slept in was in pieces with the pokemon missing or taken. Or destroyed.
"I'm up.." Max's small voice sounded from behind Brock's crouched body and both May and Ash went to him, Pikachu already there. "I'm fine, I just tripped." He was agitated, everyone watching him like a spearow. Even his excuses were becoming less.
Brock stood and pointed to trees and shrubs around their little cove of soft green, "How about we set up camp here? We haven't had a whole day off in a while!" He smiled and pulled out three pokeballs from his vest, releasing Mudkip, Lotad and Forretress, "Time to relax guys!" Ash smiled widely, taking his own off his belt and releasing Treecho, Taillow and Corphish, "Have fun, everyone!!" Even May sent out Torchic, Beautifly and Skitty. Max smiled, even bigger than Ash and stood, albeit shaky and with a bit of help from Pikachu and took off trying to catch one of the pokemon who all moved away in their game. Brock's smile faded as soon as Max was off, he looked to the others, Max hadn't had trouble getting up before today.
Max was getting further away as the group continued making lunch and setting up each thinking to themselves. Max caught Pikachu as he jump from behind a tree and began running away from the mouse pokemon, who began to glow and move in a dash, "Cheater! You can't use quick-attack!" Max called as he skidded to a stop at the edge of a dropping, shallow ledge, laughing still as he looked out into the forest, he closed his eye against the light and leaned forward into the tree coverage.
Max!
The pokemon had all began screaming as he neared the ledge and got louder as he swayed, Ash and May were first to see Beautifly and Forretress holding on to his sleeves and Treecho using vine whip on his arms with Torchic and Lotad holding him grounded and Pikachu running for Ash, Max's body glowing faintly blue and shimmering as the flying pokemon lost hold and Treecho was pulled forward onto his face, his vines receding off Max's body with the other pokemon on top of him. Before his body plunged the shimmer turned into a wave and he disappeared, only to reappear above Brock, still glowing blue. Brock was just arriving and surprised he held out his arms below the floating Max, thinking he was falling, for the light to disappear and Max to fall softly onto Brocks waiting arms. Shouting and confusion and relief filled the pokemon, Ash and May and the forest.
Back at the camp site May set up Max's sleeping bag on top of a soft spot of grass, and on top of her own for extra comfort. Brock set Max down and covered him with Ash's bag, the pokemon all sitting beside him in the grass, even Pikachu was laying near him. It was close to night fall when Max opened his eyes, sat up and stretched. He looked at his friends and then to his sister who stood and walked over to him, holding a bowl of warm stew. She didn't say anything, even when the pokemon moved for her to sit down and hand him the bowl, Torchic moved into May's lap and she smiled, "Are you feeling okay?" Max laughed lightly. Nodding as he ate, slowly so he wouldn't get a stomach ache since he hadn't eaten since morning.
"Can Ash and Brock come over here too?" he looked deep in thought as he asked, May called for Ash and Brock to come. They ran over to the siblings, worried.
"What's wrong Max?" Ash said, he put his hand on Max's shoulder. Max looked up at the sky, already the stars shining through the dimming light. His eyes closed, "Max?!"
Max opened his eyes, looking at his friends, all of them, the humans and the pokemon. "Ash... do you still hear her?" Ash stared blankly at Max, Brock gaped and May went red, "No! NOO!! Your friend!"
Ash suddenly clued in, "I call her sometimes, whenever I can," He whispered 'Misty' to Brock and May, who still was confused, and Brock nodded. "Why?"
Max looked up, a shooting star passed over head. "I heard Jirachi."
"What?! You mean, you thought you heard him, right?" May asked, grabbing his cheeks, alarmed and feeling like her brother was going crazy. "You know he's sleeping!!"
Brock looked at Ash, Ash looked hard at Max. "Come on Max, we... I need to tell you something. Can you walk?" Max looked at Ash's usually happy face to see it old beyond it's time and shadowed with worry. Max pushed the sleeping bag off himself and stood, losing his balance but quickly regaining it. Ash stood, too. As he stood he pulled out his pokeballs and put all but Pikachu inside for the night, he looked at Brock, "Can you make sure Pikachu stays here for now?" May and Brock watched as the toy boys left the site, back to where Max had almost fallen.
Even dark the place was eerie. Ash sat with his legs overhanging the ledge, Max sat slowly beside him, copying his pose. The entire forest, the green branches before their eyes, the light mist settling below their feet and the ground beneath them all seemed to be in wait, frozen in time. Even Ash was quiet. Max looked up into the sky, remembering the comet that had brought him a friend, that had chosen him out of the entire city, maybe even the world for a friend. Even if in the end Jirachi hadn't granted a wish he'd gone back to sleep, like Max had been told, to preserve the land. But Max still wished he could've granted a wish. Jirachi made only a few friends. Every millennia! Meaning he could only have a friend for a week, and never see, or know what happened to that friend again! That was the reason, Max told himself, why he wanted and missed Jirachi so much. But he had to admit, Jirachi had become his best friend and he really missed him, a very selfish reason that he couldn't ignore. The scene of everyone humming his mothers lullaby to Jirachi was burned in his eyes, everytime he shut them, he saw his friend leave. Max knew he had heard Jirachi's voice twice now. Once when they were leaving Jirachi's home, and again, just before he had fallen asleep. "Ah-"
"Max, ah..."Ash blushed slightly, embarrassed to interrupt, or to have broken the silence. "go ahead, Max."
"What happened when I was asleep, I was here... but then back at camp..." Ash smiled faintly, this was one down, just another left.
"Well, all the pokemon started... screaming. We came running and found the pokemon holding you from falling, and you were... glowing, and kinda blurry. Like when.... When Jirachi would teleport us." He paused, not giving enough time for Max to respond, but enough for it to sink in. "You appeared above Brock and he caught you and we went back to camp... You know the rest." Ash looked to Max, who was staring slightly to the forest but still at Ash. Ash cleared his throat.
Ash had started with looking Max in the eye, but turned to the forest before them, Max followed suit. "... Here, Professor Oak gave this to me... I think you..." Ash held out a white handkerchief to Max, his eyes still forward. Max opened it slowly, pulling each piece of cloth away completely. His heart fell to the floor beneath their feet, and kept going. Max felt sick, it was a piece of the crystal he had held and watched grow into the pokemon he loved. He looked to Ash. Ash took a deep breath. "Jirachi is-"
MAX!!
Max's head snapped down the cliff toward the mist and ground beneath their feet, he couldn't hear Ash anymore, he had almost forgotten he was there. A soft glow was being emitted from the mist, barely visable. Max looked at Ash, who was still looking away, who hadn't seen or heard Jirachi's voice. Max stood, the shard falling down the ledge. Ash's eye was caught by the glitter of the crystal as it fell from the light, and Max jumped, aiming for the glow.
"HAHH!! MAX!" Ash jumped up, his scream reaching May and Brock, and Pikachu already on his way. Ash was still frozen, his arm still reaching out over the ledge, his eyes blank. Brock and May stared at him, running over and peering into the mist, a soft glow surrounded by swirling mist, churning as if disrupted by a boy.
Max opened his eyes. The mist above him concealed the sky, and Ash. He looked for the glow, the one that had called him. He looked around the darkness, he spotted a yellow glow in the darkness. "Jira...chi?" Max carefully tried to move forward, everything hurt from his jump even if he wasn't horribly injured it had hurt. He thought quickly as he inched forward, the ledge was about five meters above him, he thought. He was closer, but the thudding darkness that was swallowing the glow was moving too, he stretched his arm as far ahead as he could. "Ah!" his fingers hit the glow, pressing lightly. Suddenly the glow was gone, the mist was gone and Max was jumping to catch the Wish pokemon whose fingers were wrapped around Max's.
May was still staring at the mist when it was blown away, while Brock was holding Ash and Pikachu was trying to get him to tell them what happened. "Ooh! Look!" Max was holding tight to the yellow and white pokemon. Jirachi was holding on to Max now, his blue eyes closed and crying softly. May sent out Beautifly, "String shot! Wrap around them, but don't let go!" Pikachu shocked Ash, sending both Brock and his Trainer to their senses. "Right! Treecho, use vine whip and help Beautifly!" "You too Lotad! Forretress, bring lift from the bottom!" Brock sent his pokemon out too, they had to make sure neither was injured. Max stood with Jirachi in his arms when the white lines of silk thread wrapped him and Jirachi, only to be followed by four vines wrapping too. Max took a deep breath, as deep as he could. "Jirachi.. Can you.. breathe?" the pokemon took a gulp and smiled faintly, not opening its eyes. Forretress floated down and pressed on Max's knees, making him sit on the pokemon, groaning slightly on his sore leg, Max had determined that his right leg hurt a lot more than his left, or any other part.
After the long pull upward, Jirachi had fallen asleep, Max was wincing every few moments and Ash may and Brock were helping by pulling on the vines from the two pokemon, Beautifly flying higher as her strings begin to slack. When Max and Jirachi reached the top of the ledge they were lifted and brought to camp, Brock dug through his bag for an oran berry, sitrus berry or potion, Jirachi looked like he could use one, Pikachu handed him an oran berry Ash had given him a couple days before. Once all was settled, the pokemon put away and Max asleep with Jirachi the main problem could now be addressed. Ash was the one to say it, what everyone but Max had been thinking. "What happened that woke Jirachi?" Nobody could answer it.
Max was the first one to wake, he hugged Jirachi and whispered 'good morning' to his friend. Jirachi moved slightly and opened his eyes, he smiled, Max! they both sat up, and like before, they began to play until the others woke. Because for today it was about being together, they ate, played and just sat together. And for the first time in weeks, Max didn't nod off, fall to ground asleep or crash into anything. Brock, after Max and Jirachi had went to bed and fell asleep, took May and Ash away a bit to talk in private while Pikachu watched the camp. It was petty clear what had been wrong with their little friend.
"We need to get to a pokecenter, both are-" Brock began,
"No! We have Jirachi with us! Everyone in Hoenn would try to get him! We need to go to Professor Oak!" Ash interrupted.
"Max needs Jirachi.... He was...." May didn't finish. Everyone knew what would've happened had the two been kept separate. Max wouldn't have jumped, but would he have kept getting weaker, and weaker until... "This professor... You both trust him right?" the boys nodded, Ash mentioned how he got Pikachu and where most of his pokemon were, "How far away is that...?" Ash looked down, he had spoken with him only a few days before. When he received the piece of crystal. The crystal that had sent Max over the edge of a cliff, even a small one, and right into Jirachi. Max who was now able to stay awake for more than a few hours, at least he was today. Maybe it really had been nothing. Or maybe he would be worse again tomorrow. Ash sighed, one prolem to another, Max now had a twisted ankle, if it was only twisted! Ash felt so confused, wishing for his old friend, his best friend Misty to come yell at him for being so stupid, so he could figure out what was going through his head and how to help Max and Jirachi.
"Professor Oak is waiting for us at his friends house on Route 112, I called him back after Ash was done talking to him and his Mom." Brock told the duo. They all agreed, they were going through the little forest to the mountain, Jirachi needed to go back to sleep. Didn't he?
I have started, and almost finished the next chapter. It could be the last if I can get what I want to happen to happen. Soo... What did you think?? By the by.. Each chapter name comes from a Pokemon song. If you know which one review with the name! Thank you!!