A/N: Please excuse any minor typo's you see. I'd be happy to correct them if you can point them out to me. This is 'hot-off-the-presses'. So no beta.
Chapter Uno
Delia was busy making breakfast for her son when she heard a horrified scream echoing down the stairs from said son's room. She quickly hurried up the stairs only to find Ash staring terrified at his….crotch. She suppressed a chuckle at the downright hysterical expression adorned on her son's face. She was confused as to what might have caused this reaction and what it had to do with her son's crotch.
Ash looked up at the intruder and realized it was his mom dressed in her apron, no doubt making a delicious….breakfast, lunch? He glanced around the room only to spot the broken clock on the floor beside his bed, giving him a distinct sense of déjà vu. "What time is it, Mom?" he asked.
Ignoring, at least for the meantime, her son's earlier….predicament, Delia glanced at her wrist and replied, "It's almost 10:30, dear. What time did you have to go to the Professor's house?" she inquired somberly, reminding herself again that today was the day Ash would begin his journey, leaving Delia all alone.
Ash jumped from his bed as he had remembered this particular day for the rest of his life. "I was supposed to be there by 10:00!" He hurriedly changed into fresh clothes not minding that his Mom was in the same room as she was still spaced out at the thought of him leaving today. As he put on his clothes, he cursed Arceus under his breath for pulling something like this. Just before I was going to win the Ultimate League Tournament, too. He instinctively prepared to shoot back a retort to Pikachu's undoubtedly immediate comment, only to realize he didn't have Pikachu yet.
Ash's eyes widened and he decided to think about his predicament later and get his Pikachu from Oak first. As he rushed past Delia, she came out of her trance and shouted after him, "What about breakfast?" "I'll come back for my bag and some breakfast after I get my first Pokemon mom!" Delia sighed as she watched Ash rush out of the house and sprint out of sight towards Professor Oak's corral. She replayed the morning's events as she covered a plate of hot pancakes and placed them on the table. I wonder what he was screaming about? She closed her eyes and shook her head at her son's antics.
As Ash ran towards the lab, he realized there was no crowd of cheerleaders surrounding the area this time around. Arce-…Shit, how late am I? He rushed into the lab to see Prof. Oak taking out a Pokeball from within the starter Pokemon machine. "Professor! I'm here!" Oak jumped slightly at the sound and looked towards him gaping in shock, "Ash! I thought you weren't coming. Gary and the others have already left. They've been gone for a while now." Ash didn't give a shit where the others were, he wanted his damn Pikachu and he wanted him NOW. "Professor! Please! You have to give me a Pokemon."
Oak sighed but then smiled at him as he showed him the Pokeball in his hand. As he handed the ball to Ash, his smile turned into a grimace as he tried to explain, "Ash, I only have this Pokemon available right now but I don't know if you should use him or not. You see, not only are his species known to be wary of humans but this one's particularly stubborn and he's at a high enough level that he may not listen to your orde…"
Ash had tuned the professor out as he called out his oldest friend. Arceus, I swear to…..you, if Pikachu doesn't recognize me, I'm gonna find a way to get back into the Hall of Legendaries and roast you like a lvl. 2 Magikarp and feed your roasted carcass to a Zoroark! As Pikachu appeared in a flash of swirling light, Ash continued to issue death threats to the so-called God of Pokemon. Pikachu blinked and looked up at Ash with fierce glare on his face.
Well, fuck Ash thought as Pikachu unleashed a powerful jolt of electricity at him, enough to break through his admittedly high pain threshold. Ash, now almost burnt to a crisp, felt anger rise in him at the legenderaies when Pikachu huffed and jumped on to his shoulder. Mystified, Ash tried, "Pikachu?" Pikachu, still looking miffed at being trapped in a Pokeball just glared at Ash and pointedly refused to talk to him, but did not jump off his shoulder.
Ash recognized this particular silent treatment and smiled in utter joy as he realized this was indeed the future-Pikachu. Oak having misunderstood the situation explained to Ash that he was lucky enough that the Pikachu would follow him on his adventure but he'd have problems ordering him. Especially if he insisted on using Pikachu's Pokeball, as it seemed it did not like to be in one.
Ash thanked Oak profusely and walked out of the lab after he'd received a Pokedex and other information he'd need to know on his journey. He immediately started explaining everything to his Pikachu and scanning Pikachu with his Pokedex, which proclaimed Pikachu as being a lvl.100, knowing every move he'd known back in the future.
Ash sighed as he trudged into a clearing on route 1, having picked up his bag, eaten some pancakes and bidden adieu to his mom. "I can't believethis. They sent me back in time….." "Piiika?" "Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't believe that I'm back…. I mean, yeah, it's gonna be awesome and YES, I am sooo gonna troll all the idiots we met last time. But, what I don't get is… Why? Just for the heck of it? That doesn't seem like Arceus… Mew? Absolutely. But not all of them are succeptible to her…." Ash shuddered "…playfulness. There has to be a plan… a purpose." Ash sighed again as he realized he was about to meet another one of his Pokemon and then 'find' Misty.
As he walked into the smaller clearing where he remembered he'd met Pidgeotto, Ash looked around, wondering where the little bugger had gotten off to. As he and Pikachu waited first one, then two hours bored of their asses, Ash realized something that sent a chill into his bones. "He's not here." "Piiiiika chu?" The untrained listener would have completely missed the sarcasm bursting from the little rat. "Yeah, yeah. I guess no Pidgeot this time, huh?" Ash appeared calm on the surface but his brain was working overtime to piece things together. Could it be just that he was really late or was something much more weird going on around him? "I guess we better go troll those Spearow and Fearow, then?" Ash asked to take his mind off the shit Arceus had shoveled to him this time.
A deadly glint appeared in Pikachu's eyes as he sniffed the air and pointed towards the riverbank. Ash chuckled evilly….if that's possible and slowly but surely made his way into the trees.
After searching for about five minutes they found the majority of the Spearow resting in a jumble of trees. Ash motioned for Pikachu to wait as he pointed upwards, indicating the search for the Fearow before attacking. They spotted the soon-to-be-fried bird gliding leisurely towards the Spearow from the other side of the river. Ash nodded to Pikachu, smirking as he saw the eagerness in him, It was like he was on a ketchup high.
The Fearow drifted lower and lower, abruptly flapping his wings powerfully and landing to perch on one of the highest branches in the trees. He scanned the area for intruders on his territory as usual and found nothing….as usual. He closed his eyes for just a moment before his entire world dissolved to white, then faded to black.
"PIKACHUUUUUUUU!" Pikachu roared as he let loose a mighty bolt of lightning from its small body that arced into the clouds and flash-fried all the birds within range.
"Great job, buddy." Ash rubbed him behind his ears when Pikachu jumped back on his shoulder. He then continued on towards the river and looked up at the Thunder-darkened sky which cleared up as a rainbow appeared directly above them. Ignoring for a moment the 'Fuck-You' Ho-oh was giving to the laws of physics, as both the sun and the rainbow were ahead of him, Ash ordered Pikachu to get ready for a full-power Thunder when Ho-oh landed before them of his own volition.
"Explain." Ash was not in the mood for Ho-oh's cryptic double-talks but he'd make do if he had to. "Ah, young one, you have yet to achieve the gift of patience. But for once, I understand your predicament and I will explain simply. The world as you knew it does not exist anymore. This is, I believe what you call a new start. The reason we had to do it, I cannot tell you, for I myself do not remember anymore, but it concerns you in fundamental ways which do not allow us to negotiate your involvement."
"I do know that your Pikachu being with you at the time of the jump, enabled him to retain his knowledge and experience. But you did not have any Pokeballs with you at that time. So you must start over. I, myself, can only give you my blessing and a piece of advice, don't be an oblivious 10-year-old, both in terms of battling and in terms of….socialising. Well, I'm off."
With that the legendary bird flew off into the sunset. "Did that bird just give me dating advice?" Ash muttered out loud as Pikachu fought valiantly against the rising threat of…. uncontrollable laughter. Ash noticed this and grimaced. He was never going to live this down. Seeing that he'd been caught, Pikachu gave into the fits of tummy-clutching laughter as Ash's grimace turned into a smile as he chuckled along with his Pokemon at the sheer absurdity of the situation. After a while they relaxed as Ash mapped out the next day's events and tried to come up with a way to get Misty to travel with him but not ruin her bike.
Misty was lounging by the side of a stream near route 1, fishing to pass the time and maybe even catch a nice sturdy Magikarp. She whiled away the time as she lazily flicked her rod here or there in the water. All of a sudden there was a great tug on the line and Misty started pulling with all her might. No matter how hard she pulled, the line kept getting more and more out of her hand. That is until a boy around 10 or 11 years of age hurried over to her and had his Pikachu electrify the line. Misty watched th electricity course through the line and into the water.
There was mighty roar and a huge and admittedly quite scary head broke the surface. A Gyarados. A bloody, gigantic Gyarados popped its head out of the water and stared directlt at her. Misty whimpered as she instinctively hid behind the bot, kicking herself when she realized how stupid she was acting.
The boy on the other hand, calmly ordered his Pikachu to 'scare the little fish away'. Misty stared at him as if he'd just said Cynthia was a playground bully. But as Pikachu let loose a near-identical blue arc of lightning from within himself as he'd done yesterday, and the Gyarados whimpered, whimpered, in pain, backing away surprisingly not fainted. The boy seemed to get a contemplative look on his face before he shrugged and threw a Pokeball at the mammoth beast of a Gyarados.
Misty just stared in muted shock as this seemingly beginner trainer successfully caught a Pokemon that had scared her out of her wits. She shook her head discreetly to rid it of the fog as the boy introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Ash Ketchum."
A/N: I'm about to secure admission for engineering. Please bear with me for a couple of weeks. So… How was the meeting?
