Ash Ketchum: Superman
A Pokemon and Superman story
Note: Pokemon is a registered trademark of Nintendo International, Nintendo Japan, Nintendo USA, and The Pokemon Company. Superman is a registered trademark of DC Comics and the creation of Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster. Both names are not being used for profit, and are being used only for entertainment.
-Ash: 15
-Misty: 15
-Brock: 19
Note: Ash and Misty are the same ages because I cannot stand the possibility of Misty being a year older than Ash
"ASH KETCHUM, YOU GOT US LOST AGAIN!!" Screamed an angry Misty. Scenes like this were common during Ash's journey.
"Well, sor-ry, but I still know where I'm going! And I wouldn't be lost if you weren't complaining all the time!" Yelled Ash.
"Oh really? Then why have we passed that pond seven times?" She yelled back, pointing at a nearby pond.
"That's becuz you think we have!" He yelled back.
"Could you two please stop fighting?" Brock asked.
"Pika Pika!" Ash's Pikachu said, as an agreement.
"NO!!!" Ash and Misty yelled back in unison, the force of Ash's breath sending Brock back a bit. In reality, despite the fact that they fought almost constantly, Ash and Misty each had secret crushes on each other-but didn't have the guts to say anything.
"Look, just give me the map, Ash. I'll get us outta here." Brock said. Ash took a while to think, and then relented.
Ash's Pikachu came up to him, and said in his native tongue a statement that translated into English is: "I guess you finally decided to let someone else try."
"Oh well, you can't win 'em all." Ash replied, perfectly understanding his faithful partner. Thanks to Brock, the group managed to find a town with a Pokemon Center so that they could spend the night there. The town, known as Summer City, was a medium-sized city with several high-rise buildings that made up its skyline. The Pokemon Center was located in the middle of downtown. It was located in a building that had been built in the 1990s, was about 7 stories tall and even included a full staff of surgeons in case of anything that required surgery. As they approached the doors, Brock, well, he sprinted in and began doing what he always does-flirting with Nurse Joy.
"O Nurse Joy, you're looking oh so beauti-GAAHHH!!!" At that point, Misty grabbed his ear and dragged him away, saying,
"I am getting so tired of having to keep you in line, for God's sake!" Ash ignored the ruckus and walked up to the counter.
"I need a room, or multiple rooms for three people, and I also need you to heal our Pokemon." He said, handing the group's Poke Balls, Pikachu and Togepi to Nurse Joy.
"Sure thing," she said, typing a few things on the computer. "We have two rooms available. One with a bunk bed and one with a single bed." Ash had to deliberate on what they were going to do. Should he take the single room, or share a room with Brock, or Misty. For some reason, he decided to share a room with Misty (try to guess why). "Okay, then, just let me have your Pokemon, and I'll have them looked after. "She flashed her sweet smile as she said this. At this moment, Brock rushed up, knocked Ash out of the way and began flirting with Nurse Joy again. Ash, who was understandably pissed off, gave him a punch. A weak punch, mind you, for his strength, but still enough to knock Brock back a bit.
"That's what you get for knocking me down!" Ash said. Brock looked at him funny, and Ash looked around. Everybody else was staring at him. Reacting, he fake laughed, and said, obviously lying, "I guess I don't know my own strength!" Everybody else looked as they were saying, "right…" and went back to what they were doing.
Later that afternoon, Ash, Brock and Misty decided to take a walk through town. However, they discovered this would be no ordinary walk. This one would change their lives forever.
"Oh, man, I'm hungry!" Ash said, his stomach growling. When Misty heard his stomach growling, she got hungry, too.
"Apparently, hunger is contagious", she said, joking around.
"There's a place to eat somewhere around here," Brock said. "I think it's a couple blocks that way." He pointed west, in the direction of the restaurant.
The establishment was apparently one of the more popular locations in town. It was a more casual restaurant that served what the locals considered to be the best pizza in town. After having to drag Brock away from their attractive waitress, the group got a booth near a window. Ash and Misty sat next to each other, while Brock looked at the menu. Out of the blue, Brock just said, "So Ash, you and Misty are sharing a room, right?" The two people being mentioned suddenly perked up and looked at Brock strangely.
"Um, yeah, why?" Ash asked.
"Well, why would you?" Ash was turning as red as a tomato. So was Misty. If you were there, you'd be laughing your ass off watching this.
"Well, I um, uh, uh," Ash stammered to get his words out, tying to explain why. He didn't want to mention his feelings for Misty just yet. "I just-" Lucky for him, the pizza got there. "Saved by the food!" He said. Misty looked at him suspiciously. But, she decided to drop it, because she was just as hungry as him.
Along the way back to the Pokemon Center, they stumbled onto a heist perpetrated by Team Rocket, an evil organization dedicated to global domination. Hoping not to get involved, the three tried to slip away, but the Rocket in charge of the operation saw them.
"Hey you!" He yelled out them.
"Uh-oh. RUN!!!" Yelled Ash, but it was too late. Before they could do anything, several Rockets chased after them and grabbed Misty before she could even put up a fight.
"ASH!!!" Misty yelled.
"MISTY!!!!" Ash couldn't take the possibility of the girl he secretly loved getting harmed in any way. He reached for a Poke Ball, but he couldn't find any. Then he remembered he left them back at the Pokemon Center to be healed. What could he do? Then he remembered something else that he could do. Do to so, he feigned cowardice and ducked into a dark alley and made sure nobody could see him…
"Somebody help me, please!!" Yelled Misty, whose hand and feet were bound and had a gun to her head.
She was scared s---less.
"Anybody tries any funny business and the red-haired wench gets a bullet in her head!" he said, pushing the gun to her forehead. Misty's eyes widened in terror. Then somebody tried to do something to help her, but was shot by the Rocket and was killed. Misty was now terrified beyond belief as the head Rocket, now with an evil sneer on his face, pointed the gun to her forehead. She feared for her life as she squeezed her eyes shut, thinking a million different things and saying 10 different prayers at the same time. For some reason, which she still doesn't know why she did it, she said, "Ash…" in her mind. Just as the Rocket was about to squeeze the trigger, she heard him say, "Die…" and prepared for the worst…
