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Again I don't own anything except for Christopher Malone, he's my bitch

They called me mad, mad for making a habitat for the remnants of the bugs from viridian forest, mad for studying them, mad for trying to figure out what happened, mad for caring, mad for loving, if that's madness then I see why the Pokémon tried to rebel, and I'm happy they succeeded.

From the journal of professor Oak.

The morning after Malone's horrible story Ash felt like Malone and the hunters may be in the right when it comes to killing the Pokémon rather than hold out for Oak's research. "All right we're heading for Pallet, pile in guys we finish the drive today" Malone yelled to them from his car. Ash and Brock piled in the back and they proceeded towards Pallet town.

I guess I should explain what's happened to good old Pallet Town huh. Well before the hunters burned down Viridian forest the town decided to protect itself by building a fortified wall with flamethrowers mounted on top and guards on the top 24/7 however when the forest burned down the wall didn't come with it and the people of pallet became recluses only allowing people in for short spurts to use the docks which were built there. But, you may be asking, what about Professor Oak, well. Professor Oak captured Pokémon and brought them back to his labs to attempt to understand the rebellion and see if he couldn't find a way to get them to back down. The rest of Kanto, especially the Emergency Bureau, EB for short, declared him a mad man but pallet stood by him and allowed him to continue his research without the rest of the world getting in the way.

Malone stopped the car before the barricade, the pallet guard yelled over the wall, "who are you" "Christopher Malone, Ash Ketchum, and Brock, we are here to catch a boat to cinnabar." The guard opened the gates and Malone and crew entered into Pallet. Ash looked at the town called pallet and wished he was dreaming. The houses were rusting, people hid inside the crumbling homes rather than converse in the open, and the towns central landmark, the lab of professor Oak, surrounded by overgrowth and riddled with holes, some from rust, others from… Ash ran to the lab running as fast as he could, "Stop" the guards yelled for him but Ash wouldn't hear them, Oak was his friend, his mentor, almost like a grandfather to him, Ash had to see if he was ok. Ash made it inside the lab and was immediately greeted with a foul odor exuding from every square inch. It smelled like death, Ash walked further inwards and saw the dead corpse of a Beedrill on the ground, "Hey" Malone yelled into Ash's ear, somehow managing to sneak up on him. "what are you doing" "Oak is my friend I have to see if… see if…" "all right then" Malone inhaled deeply "OAK" "Hey Where are you Geezer" Malone yelled further into the compound. The guards came in trying to pull the two out when Oak emerged from the darkness ahead.

Oak was dressed in a tattered lab coat and smelled as if he hadn't bathed in years, his stubble had turned into a consistently unkempt beard, his glasses were smudged, and his eyes had lost the brightness they once exhumed. "Oak" Ash spoke under his breath, "Hey" Malone said to Oak walking towards him, "Malone, and Ash, where did you to come from" he spoke softly and in sputters as if it had been so long since he spoke that the forming of words became a struggle. "Professor it's been a while" Ash said to him, "that it has Ash, say how was Johto I told you it would be great didn't I" "Yeah but you sent me there years ago…" Ash trailed off realizing that the professor didn't remember; "So Oak how are you" Malone tried to keep the conversation going. "Terrific and how about you Chris, how's the Elite Four treating you" Ash couldn't believe his ears, the Elite Four? Malone? It didn't seem possible and yet the professor hadn't shown any signs that he was imagining things so could it be true? Ash looked at Malone and saw that he had a truly sad look on his face as if the professor had brought forth a truly hideous memory, Malone put on a fake smile and answered "terrific" "good" Oak said, suddenly the professor's expression changed as if he remembered something, "Ash, Malone, when did you get in here?" Ash wanted to answer that they had been there the whole time but Malone interrupted him. "We just got here actually, we're catching a boat to cinnabar to get some friends of mine to go hunting with me". Oak looked to Ash, "Ash when would a good boy like you ever need the help of a Pokémon Hunter" Oak spat pronouncing the last two words as if they were dirty to him, Ash couldn't believe the sudden gear shift, a minute ago Oak was normal Oak circa a couple of years ago but how could he now just hate Malone like that? "Well" Oak spoke up, "I believe I'm getting closer to synthesizing a compound that will domesticate the Pokémon once again, and then your… services will no longer be required" Oak spat in Malone's direction again implying he wasn't a fan. "Well I'll be seeing you Oak" Malone waved and made his exit from the building. "Ash how could you get caught up with such trash" Oak asked, "He's helping save Cerulean" "With guns rather than words, or science" "he's helping save Misty" "To hell with him" Ash, taken aback, ran out of the lab.

Ash couldn't really believe the words that had been coming out of Oak's mouth one minute he was just as Ash remembered him, loving and caring and then the next he was a hateful man with nothing but spite filling him. "If one is secluded from the world long enough one begins to lose the concept of time, and of course the senility that comes with increasingly old age only compounds the problem." Malone's words snapped ash out of his trance and he remembered what Oak had asked of Malone. It didn't seem possible, Malone was a hunter, he signed up for the raid on Celadon, how could he have been a member of the Elite Four… Ash's thoughts trailed off as he heard a familiar voice. "Ash, is that you sweetie" Ash looked over and saw his mother was standing there. "Mom" Ash ran over and gave his mother a hug, it had been too long since he was last here in Pallet, even though it was a quick stop he wanted to enjoy some semblance of normalcy.

Malone watched Ash spring into his mothers arms and suddenly wished he was in Ash's shoes, back in his home safe and with the ones he loved the most. Malone thought back to the day that he left his home and family in Saffron city to go out and become a trainer…

Malone's thoughts brought him back to being a 10-year-old boy growing up in Saffron city. His parents were breeders of rare and valuable Pokémon and so they often went out and about to train, capture, and sell their Pokémon. For a while as he was just a baby, he went along with his parents and was even allowed to keep a rare Abra that they found, however eventually Team Rocket came into the picture attempting to snatch his parents Pokémon for themselves. Eventually the Rockets found the hotel that his parents were staying at once in Vermillion and attacked. They called upon their own Pokémon to destroy the base of the hotel crumbling it to the ground, content with the knowledge that if the Pokémon survived they would be weakened for capture and if not at least no one else would get their hands on them. Despite Team Rockets current track record this attack succeeded as they used Primeates and Machokes to crumble the building structure and the rest was simply clean up for anyone unfortunate enough to have survived the buildings collapse. After that Malone was granted his parents home and a small bit of welfare by Saffron due to the devastation the city felt after they lost their dear friends. Malone remembered that the day after his parents were declared dead but before he was given his home it was raining and he, refusing to stay at an orphanage or being declared an Orphan, stayed outside in the rain with only his Abra to keep him company. However then she walked over to him with her jet-black hair and cold demeanor she offered him an extra umbrella, "thanks" he said, Abra similarly thanked her, "you have an Abra too" she stated, "Yeah, he's my best friend, probably my only friend at this point" "well she said, you have me" "well what is your name." the girl pulled her black hair to the side and simply stated, "My name's Sabrina" the two shook hands unbeknownst to the fun and the pain that lay ahead in the relationship to follow. Neither knew it at that time but the two were going to fall in love.