Prologue
The ball bounced into the bushes and Charlie Jones chased after it. The ball like so many of them in their world was separated into two parts, red and white.
"Charlie! Bring it back over here!" Ash called after him.
"Got it!" he called over his shoulder.
Ash Ketchum and him were close as two five year olds could be. There was another girl one with dark brown hair standing near Ash, her name was Rilo. He picked up the ball but it felt heavier than it used to. He turned it around in his hands. Two eyes stared back at him.
"What is..." he said to himself.
"Voltorb!" the ball screeched at him.
Charlie remembered flying through the air, then striking the ground. He saw Ash and Rilo running towards him. Then he closed his eyes.
When he came back to the world of the conscious, he was in a white hospital room. He heard two people talking.
"He's very lucky considering where the Voltorb exploded near him," the doctor was saying.
"He was holding it, wasn't he?" Mrs. Jones asked.
"Yes."
"Mom?"
Charlie called out for his mother and she came to him. She held his hand in hers and he could see that it was bandaged.
"The burns though, it'll be a long time before they heal," the doctor said.
"Dad's on the way," his mother said to him.
"What's going on?" Charlie asked.
"You had an accident with a pokemon, nothing else, you're going to be fine," she said.
It was then that there was a noise as a Chansey came in pushing a cart.
Charlie saw it with wide eyes and began screaming.
"Get it away from me! Get it away!" Charlie yelled.
The doctor didn't know what he was talking about but looked at the Chansey and then hurriedly began to push it out of the door. The Chansey looked hurt at Charlie's outburst but it left anyway.
"I hate those things! I hate all of them!" Charlie yelled.