Author's Note: Okay, usually I write screenplays and original fiction, so this is my first (finished) fanfic. The idea came from a dream and I had to write it. It ended up being a lot longer and a lot more satisfying than I originally thought. Enjoy! [I also haven't seen the show in YEARS, so my continuity may be a little off. It's supposed to take place between Johto and Hoenn as just a "thing that happened one time, maybe" story.]
Chapter One:
For a psychic, it had some pretty nimble hands. The Kadabra stood still and focused, flipping its spoon between its fingers with a look of intense concentration in its eyes. Pikachu was more excited than anything else. He had a love for combat that outweighed almost anything. He would time and time again admit to himself that it could be some kind of psychological hangup, but he was always having too much fun to do anything about it. He always giddy in these middle moments. The point between resignation to fight and the actual act of battling. The tense Mexican Standoff before the big finish. Pikachu wasn't much of a strategist, per se, but he always just let Ash do the planning for the both of them.
Unlike the subtly jittery Pikachu, Ash was as still as a human being could possibly be. He was more focused than the Kadabra. There were people that would call him childish, excitable, over-ambitious, and even overly caring and sappy. However, none of those people would call Ash stupid. Despite the trust he put into his Pokemon, he knew that this was bad. A wild Kadabra is as about as dangerous as you could get. Abra don't usually evolve in the wild, so this one was likely released by a trainer. And from the looks of it, a good one. A thousand questions battered down the doors of his subconscious and flooded his head.
Can Pikachu handle this maybe I should use a psychic pokemon but I don't have any with me this shouldn't have happened this is my fault why was I so STUPID!?
And, like he did before every battle, he pushed aside all the cluttered fragments of thoughts like clearing a table of scattered papers. He closed his eyes, breathed in once, and slowly opened them. He was ready.
"Let's start out with the basics. Thundershock! Now!"
Pikachu smirked slightly before attacking. In a millisecond, the pressure in the air dropped so fast that a nearby Rattata got a nosebleed and confusedly stumbled away to attend to it. The static electricity in the air doubled. Ash made sure not to touch any of the buttons on his jacket. Kadabra's spoon sparked in its hand, serving as a preface to the actual attack. The Kadabra itself, however, was unfazed.
Pikachu let out a yell that would have intimidated the biggest of Pokemon before unleashing a massive thunderbolt that traveled parallel to the ground, electrifying the blades of grass it passed over before they burned away. It slammed into the Kadabra with enough force to overturn a truck. It skidded backward in the dirt a few inches before the lightening passed. Covered in second degree burns and literally sparking from its mustache, the Kadabra breathed out a heavy, controlled breath and opened its eyes with an unexpected calm.
The sinking feeling in his gut told Ash that this Kadabra was very well trained and could surely kill the two of them in a heartbeat if it was so inclined. Pikachu was having a blast, embracing the tingling feeling the excess static left on his fur. He was elated at the prospect of being alive at this very moment and never wanted this electric euphoria to end.
Kadabra was silent.
"Okay, Pikachu. Looks like he didn't get the message. Lets go with a dose of pure Thunder. Ready?" Pikachu turned his head to Ash. The elated twinkle in his eyes told Ash the answer. "Alright then! Thunder!"
This time, as the pressure dropped again, the world went silent. Every molecule in the air quivering in anticipation as a chaotic maelstrom raged above.
"CHHUUUUUUUUUUU!" screamed Pikachu as a bolt of lightening, twice as big as the first, rained from the sky so fast that to everyone but Pikachu, it was simply a flash of light and an explosion of dirt and rocks. As the dust settled, the Kadabra lay on it's side, still.
"Yes!" shouted Ash as he pumped his fist in the air. "We got it! Great job, Pi-" His celebration was brought to a screeching halt as the Kadabra stiffly sat up.
"Uh-oh. I guess that wasn't quite enough. You wanna finish it off?" Ash knew that he was fighting with more malice than usual, but the Kadabra presented more danger than Pikachu realized. As Ash spoke, the small mouse's cheeks sparked. "Did I even need to ask?" Pikachu shook his head before sprinting a few feet closer to the Kadabra.
Ash glanced at the psychic Pokemon. He saw that as he was talking, the Kadabra had stood up, a look of fury in its eyes and clutching its spoon like a club. It stared furiously at Pikachu until, suddenly, it stopped. Its demeanor relaxed and its mouth opened slightly in realization. Its piercing and spine-tingling gaze shifted.
Ash stood ramrod stiff in a new found fear. The Kadabra had started to stare at him.
"Pikachu! Quick Attack! Hurry!" Pikachu darted forward and became a small, yellow blur. This wasn't his favorite move in the world, but Ash knew what he was doing. He trusted him.
The Kadabra finally made a move. A split second before the blur crashed into it, it pointed at a large nearby rock and made a sweeping motion with its hand. The rock rose a foot off the ground and slammed into Pikachu when he was a meter away from his target. The Kadabra then raised its hands, dropped its spoon, and pointed its palms toward Ash.
Psychic, He immediately thought in paralyzing fear.
Ash saw a light shock wave radiate throughout the forest. The grass was flattened and the trees shook slightly, but that was it. For a split second, he thought that the attack had failed. Then, he saw that the trees and sky had started to melt, revealing a multitude of shifting colors, some of which Ash didn't recognize. Suddenly, his head was once again flooded with the same thoughts he had pre-battle. Only this time, there was a second voice.
Can Pikachu handle this maybe I should SLEEP use a psychic Pokemon but I don't SLEEP have any with me this shouldn't SLEEP have happened this is my fault why was I so SLEEP STUPID!?
"Get out of my mind!" Ash shouted as he grabbed his head. Pikachu, meanwhile, managed to push the rock off of himself just enough to wriggle out. He shook his head and looked over to Ash. He was on his knees, clutching his head and screaming. Pikachu, frozen in shock, glanced over at the Kadabra. Its eyes were glowing a strange color and it was holding it's arms out at Ash. Without thinking any further, Pikachu charged as fast as he could at the other Pokemon.
Meanwhile, Ash's world was literally falling apart. He was floating in a white void when the sky caved in and filled the world with a dark, oily substance. The room filled up with blackness and Ash was engulfed by it. A door then opened in the darkness, shining a light that obliterated the surrounding blackness. The doorway then became black itself and formed into a small ball the size of Ash's head. Then, it became Ash's head.
"Can Pikachu handle this maybe I should SLEEP use a psychic Pokemon but I don't SLEEP have any with me this shouldn't SLEEP have happened this is my fault why was I so SLEEP STUPID!?" the floating head said. It then morphed into a Pokeball. The Pokeball opened and swallowed the world in darkness again.
Sleep. He heard it again. In this world, he wasn't Ash. He was simply a small, frightened id trying to escape. Sleep. The id decided that this might be a good idea. It felt sleepy. It should go to sleep. Sleep. The id curled up into a tiny ball. The ball got smaller and smaller until it almost poofed away. Just went away. Bang! Just like a candle...
In the real world, Brock and Misty, who had been watching from the sidelines, sprinted through the underbrush.
"What happened!?" Misty shouted.
"That Kadabra attacked Ash! It used some kind of psychic attack. Hang on." While running, Brock fished a Pokeball from his bag and threw it against a tree. A flash later, Geodude was floating in the air in front of them.
"Geodude! Go help Pikachu take down that Kadabra!" Brock shouted as they ran past him. Geodude grunted in agreement and flew off. Brock and Misty both crashed through the bushes next to Ash. He was in the fetal position on the ground, laughing hysterically while tears streamed down his face. His right ear had started to bleed and his pupils were heavily dilated.
"Oh man! This is bad!" Brock said.
"What's wrong with him!?" Misty said. Brock crouched next to Ash and lifted his head.
"He got hit with something hard. My guess: psychic. Humans just aren't used to attacks like that. Plus, that Kadabra isn't exactly a pushover either."
"Is there anything we can do?"
"Don't worry. If I know Pokemon like I think I do, we're already helping." He rose and looked over to the Kadabra. Pikachu was charging like a missile toward the Pokemon's legs. Geodude burst from the trees and quickly assessed the situation. He dropped to the ground and pulled a rock from the dirt. He then threw it as hard as he could at the Kadabra's head.
The Kadabra was so focused on Ash, it didn't even see what attacked it. The boulder slammed into its head at the same time Pikachu slammed into its legs, causing it to cartwheel in the air before crumpling to the ground, unconscious. As the Kadabra hit the ground, Ash's nightmarish laughter stopped and he promptly passed out.
(Second) Author's Note: Thanks for reading and sticking with me so far. I wrote this all at one time, so there really aren't supposed to be chapter breaks. I split it up so that it would be easier to read instead of one loooooooong page of text. Also, it becomes comedy in all the other chapters, I swear.
Constructive criticism is always welcome, of course.