A/N- Yo! Welcome to chapter three of The Living Dead! Please enjoy!
I do not own Pokemon or Walking Dead.
The group sat in the van and drove down the walker infested roads. Brock SAT in the front seat with Ash sitting in shotgun. Ash noticed that Brock was much older than he was, like he could have been in college.
"Hey, Brock." Ash asked. "What did you do before all of this?"
"I was in college. I worked with breeding Pokemon. But I wasn't necessarily a goody-two-shoes. My friends and I would always go out at night and steal cars and sell them. That's how I made most of my money."
"What did you do Misty?" Gary asked.
"I was just a high school student."
"Same." Said Ash, Gary, Tracey, Leaf, Paul and Red.
"What did you do Samuel?" Tracey asked.
"I was a pokemon researcher. I would spend my time out in a field observing them."
"That's very interesting. I was training to be a pokemon watcher and a pokemon sketcher before all the shit went down."
"If only the walker apocalypse could have waited another hundred years." Samuel replied, giving Tracey a sad smile.
The van drove up a large hill outside of the city. Ash could see tents set up around a big fire pit. People looked at the van cautiously before realizing that Brock was the driver. Brock parked the van and ushered everyone to get out.
"Brock, what took you guys so long?" Asked a muscular blonde man wearing camouflaged clothing.
"Some walkers attacked us. Misty's sisters didn't make it."
The blonde man nodded his head at Brock and looked over to see Ash, Gary, and Samuel. "Who are you?"
"They're our friends." Misty said. "They helped us get out."
"Welcome to the group." The man said. "I'm Surge."
"I'm Ash Ketchum."
"I'm Samuel Oak."
"I'm Gary Oak."
"Nice to meet you." Surge said, then turned to Gary. "You look just like Blue."
"Who's Blue?" Gary asked.
"That would be me." Replied Gary's look-alike. He reached out his hand, which Gary. shook.
"OH, RED! I WAS SO WORRIED!" They heard a voice yell. Ash, Gary, and Samuel turned around to see a blonde girl giving Red a death-hug.
"Come on, Yellow. I'm fine." Yellow let go of him. "Ash, Gary, Samuel, this is Yellow."
"Nice to meet you. Samuel said.
"You too." Yellow replied happily. "By the way, Surge…"
"What is it?" Surge asked.
"I hunted down a Stantler near the camp site. Are you up for some venison?"
"Yeah, sure. Is it big enough to serve the whole camp?"
"There's more than enough!"
"That's great! Ash, you up for venison."
"During the apocalypse I'm not going to be picky about food!" Ash called happily.
"Guys! Help!" A voice cried from the woods. Surge, Ash, Gary, Paul, Red, Blue and Yellow quickly rushed over to where the voice was coming from. The group looked over behind the shrubs and saw a walker on top of a person, snapping it's jaws at them. Paul grabbed his crossbow and shot it right through the walker's skull. The person Paul had saved pushed the corpse off of herself and stood up.
"Thank you." The woman said.
"Sabrina, what happened?" Surge asked.
"I was out gathering food, and the roamer jumped out at me."
"Well then let this be a lesson for everyone." Paul said. "Nobody leave the camp without a weapon, and two other people. We'll be able to lower the death toll."
"Who died and made you king?" Surge asked.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch. At least I'm not pretending that everything is gonna turn out okay."
"Eventually, people will come! I'm sure there will be rescue teams that will be looking for us!" Surge said.
"Don't you understand?" Paul yelled. "The human race and the Pokemon race is finished. Do you understand? There ain't nobody comin', you stupid-ass son of a bitch!"
"Cut it out, you rotten piece of-"
"Enough!" Ash yelled. "Fighting won't get us anywhere. We all need to hold on to our humanity while we still have it. We've seen our loved ones torn apart by monsters that have stained this world with their filth. But it's up to us to avenge our loved ones. It's up to us to avenge humanity, and take this world back! But we can't do that if humans are going to fight amongst themselves. Humanity made that mistake once, and I'll be damned if we make it again."
Paul shoved Ash to the side. "Smart-ass."
'That jerk…' Ash thought.
"Alright, everyone." Surge said. "Let's get ready for dinner."
Within the next few hours, everyone was sitting around the camp-fire eating venison, telling stories of what they had done in the previous world. Except for one person. Paul. He sat up against a tree a few yards away from everyone. He ate his venison silently, glaring over at the people sitting at the fire. Ash noticed Paul glaring at all of them and walked over to him.
"Why don't you join us?"
"Because the world has gone to hell and you're all acting like it's nothin'. I mean… that orange haired bitch-"
"Misty…"
"Misty…whatever. Anyways, Misty just lost her sister to a walker, and she just shrugged it off within an hour. I still haven't gotten over my older brother's death."
"Well, people have different ways of coping. Maybe Misty is happy that her sister is in a better place."
"I don't believe in that stuff."
"Well, all I'm saying is people have different ways of coping with tragedy, and as human beings we need to respect that."
"Whatever…" Paul said.
"What was your brother's name?"
"Reggie. He was a Pokemon breeder."
"Y'know… I lost my mom."
Paul turned to Ash. "Sucks, doesn't it?"
"Yeah…yeah, it does. And because of that I want to avenge my mom. I want to bring the human race back to what it was...Maybe even rebuild society and make it better."
Paul smirked. "Good luck with that, man. I'll be out here keeping watch."
"Thanks."
Ash walked over to where about twenty-five people were sitting. He sat down on a log next to Gary and Misty, who were both eating venison.
"What were you doing talking to that ass-hole?" Misty asked.
Ash smiled at her. "Turns out he's not as big of an ass-hole as we thought he was."
"Whatever. But if he calls me a bitch one more time I swear to Christ I'm slapping him."
"Alright then." Ash smirked, taking a bite out of some venison.
The rest of the night was filled with laughing and story-telling. Everyone around the camp-fire shared stories of what their life was like before the world went to hell.
It all seemed like fun and games, until a loud, blood curdling scream was heard. Everyone turned their heads to see what the commotion was. The sight they saw sent horror into their hearts. One of the boys from their camps had been bitten. He had messy hair like Ash, and a similar personality. However, Ash never caught his name. But just seeing such an innocent person saddened Ash. He immediately grabbed his machete and ran over to the boy, sending the machete onto the walker's head.
"Reggie!" Misty cried.
'Reggie.' Ash thought. 'So that was his name.' He pulled the machete out of the walker's skull, and looked around for more of them. Sure enough, there were dozens surrounding their camp. "Paul! We could use some help here!"
"Way ahead of you!" Paul called as he shot a bolt into one of the walkers' heads.
"Blue, look out!" Leaf called. But it was too late. A walker had taken a huge bite out of Blue. "No!"
As time passed, the fight dragged on. Many people were bit, and eventually there were few people left. The only people left were Ash, Gary, Samuel, Misty, Brock, Paul, Tracey, Surge, Red, Yellow, and Leaf. Leaf was sitting over by Blue's dead body, crying over his chest. Misty was being held in Tracey's arms as she looked over at her friend Reggie's corpse. Ash just stood there, looking at all of the bodies. One woman by the name of Sabrina was bitten. Ash found her a bit creepy, but she still seemed nice overall. Now, he was looking at her eyes, which were now staring into the nothingness of the unknown, which we have named 'death'. The dead bodies that lay on top of the ground in which Ash walked on seemed like ghosts that were now looking into his soul with the eyes of nothingness. He wanted to throw up.
And that day, just as the sun began to rise, the sky became cloudy and it began to rain.
A/N- Thanks for reading! You rock!
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