Story two
The Hopeless Needs Of Betrayal
Ash Ketchum grit his teeth and balled a fist hard enough to draw blood. He was currently gazing out across the mountains which were now his home. His training grounds.
"Ash… what is wrong?" his faithful companion, Charizard, asked from the side. "I have read your aura and can tell that you are in deep pain and turmoil."
"… It all started last week, Charizard," Ash began, scratching his long beard. "The day when… I was betrayed…"
"Ash, you suck at pokémon!" Misty screamed, her face red like a tomato.
"The worst trainer I've ever seen in all my years of living!" Dawn screeched, pounding the seat she sat upon as if it were a drum.
"That's right! I've never even seen such a little kid, before," Crasher Wake agreed, growling like a feral beast.
"Give up on your dream immediately!" Erika spat like a poisonous venom.
"Yeah, you miserable excuse for a human being!" Anabel cawed like a possessed bird.
"You're a bit bad, yeah," Gary mumbled, sipping his tea as if it were his first drink in half a day.
Tears poured out of Ash's eyes faster than he could wipe them away. He held his hands up above his shoulders like claws and brought them down in front of him, giving a grand scream to the heavens.
Unable to take any more abuse, he ran over to the window and punched it open. He jumped out of it and ran to Arceus only knew where.
"… And that is what happened…" Ash finished, unable to hold back his tears any longer. They flowed down his cheeks in fresh pools of salt.
"Ash… I had no idea…" Charizard replied, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"It's okay, Ash…" Greninja replied, walking up to the trainer. "We will make those fools pay for all that they have done to you."
"Absolutely," Ash's number one partner replied to him. The mouse scowled deeply. "… For betrayal cannot be taken lightly, no matter how just they may feel it is."
Ash wiped his tears away and smiled. "… Thank you, Charizard. Thank you, Greninja. Thank you, Kurin-chan." He looked upwards, towards the sky. "… Before the day ends… before the night shows its face… there will be blood."
"I agree wholeheartedly," Lucario agreed. "They shall watch the power of our audacity."
"You are most correct," Mewtwo replied. "We will win with little to no casualties."
Sceptile huffed. "You say that… when our hands will be soaked red with their blood," he said.
"… You three are correct," Ash agreed. "We will prevail-"
A loud explosion was heard somewhere in the distance behind them. Ash and his six pokémon quickly spun around on the spot.
A fair way away, their eyes were met with a humongous dust cloud, which blotted out the sun.
"Everyone, activate your aura sensors, now!" Ash screamed to his friends.
Everyone closed their eyes and concentrated. The aura signatures of over a thousand people could be detected, quickly coming in their direction.
"Oh no…" Ash mumbled, the blood in his veins feeling like ice. "… They're here."
"Give up on your dream, Ash!" Misty screeched, riding in on her chariot being led by her pokémon. She was wearing what could only be described as tribal clothes.
"You suck at pokémon, Ash!" Paul screamed from his chariot, his ripped muscles shining under the sun.
"You've lost every league, Ash!" Serena cried from her chariot, holding her spear aloft.
"Everyone, positions!" Ash screamed, getting into a fighting stance.
His friends all prepared themselves for imminent combat, bringing out their weapons or activating their aura.
"Okay… chaaaaaarge!" Ash screamed, running forwards.
His friends followed suit, screaming their battle cries as they charged forwards.
Ash ducked into a slide as Misty's sword was swung at him, aiming for his head. When behind her, he tossed an aura lasso to latch onto her chariot's side. Giving it a firm tug with all his strength, he threw it into Max's chariot next to her. It killed them and all of their pokémon immediately.
Nodding in satisfaction, he punched away a flail that had been aimed at his body by Mr. Contesta. Ignoring the stinging in his hand, he leaped upwards, over Professor Oak's chariot, which had been aiming to run him over.
Ash performed a forward flip and landed onto the professor's chariot. Professor Oak - who was also decked out in tribal gear of his own - twirled on the spot to face Ash, ready to use his scythe.
Before he could, Ash held a hand out and fired off an Aura Bomb. It flew forwards and smashed into Professor Oak's head. It exploded, messily causing Oak's head to leave his shoulders.
Picking up Professor Oak's lifeless body, Ash threw it under the wheels of the chariot next to him, belonging to Iris. It became caught in the spokes of the wheels, causing the entire chariot to go off course and tumble down the steep cliffs of the mountains. "You'll never be a pokémon masterrrrrrr!" she screamed as she tumbled down. An explosion rang out afterwards, signaling her death.
Nodding to himself, he looked out towards his other friends, to see how they were doing. He was relieved to see that they were fighting just as admirably as him, taking out many of the traitors.
He was about to turn back and continue fighting until he saw it. Alder was drawing back a bow, aiming for Charizard.
Gasping, Ash screamed for Charizard to watch out. Unfortunately, Charizard was too busy fending off Bonnie and Giovanni with his aura gun to pay any attention.
Ash growled. Arrows were super effective against flying-types, so he had to prevent it at all costs. He leaped from chariot to chariot, aiming to stop Alder before it was too late.
He landed in Alder's chariot and fired off an Aura Missile at the Unovan champion from his chest. Just as it struck the man's torso, blowing his upper body into the stratosphere, his finger released, letting an arrow loose.
"Too late, Ashton…!" the old man boasted on his dying breath.
The arrow flew forwards and struck Charizard in the tail. It put out his fire.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ash screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Ash… my love… I'm sorry…" Charizard muttered, falling from the chariot. He tumbled down the mountain, the life gone from his eyes.
Ash erupted into rage at the loss of his friend. His mind went blank from fury as he felt overwhelming power consume him. Aura wings sprouted from his back and aura eyebrows sprouted above his head as his eye whites went black as the night.
He flew into the air and brought his hands in front of himself, laying them flat. "AURA CATASTROPHEEEE!" he screamed, unleashing everything that he had.
High powered bolts of aura sprung forth from his finger tips, laying waste to all of his enemies in an instant. They laid dead before him.
However, his rage was not sated. He kept on pumping aura into his attack. He kept it up, even as all of his enemies disintegrated in their chariots. He kept it up, even as the mountains crumbled and the seas evaporated. He kept it up, even as the very skies themselves went black.
After ten minutes of this, he finally ceased his attack. Feeling woozy, he allowed himself to fall until he was caught by Greninja.
The frog laid him down on the ground and gripped onto his hand. "Ash… hang in there! You'll make it!" he begged.
"You cannot die, yet!" Mewtwo added, his eyes moistening.
"Our child is still due! You must remain to see his face!" Kurin-chan choked out.
"Ash!" Lucario screamed.
"I cannot believe it!" Sceptile cried.
Ash smirked lightly and reached up to pull off his red and white hat. He turned it around, witnessing the thin, green, pincer-like design on it, which almost formed a broken rectangle.
Sighing sadly, he put it onto Greninja's head. The sapphire-colored amphibian stared at him in shock.
"… Never forget, my friends. Never forget…!" Ash said. He faded away into a bright, shining light.
All of his friends wailed in despair. They stopped, however, as the hat on Greninja's head shone a bright rainbow color.
As the light faded, Greninja turned into Ash-Greninja.
"… I see now. It is now my turn to walk the path which he'd started down so many years ago," he said, finally realizing his reason for living.
Sceptile nodded. "… In that case… this is not a time for mourning… but a time for celebration," he said, smiling faintly.
His friends agreed. They partied well into the night.
The next morning, with their heads held high… they continued the dream.
The end
Finished: 13/10 (October)/2018
Word count: 1,461
