...Whatever it takes- Sorry, I'm listening to Whatever it Takes by Imagine Dragons. Anyway, thank you, my non-existent followers, for this blessing of you reading this far!

WARNING: DEPRESSED/SUICIDAL ASH, DEATH, FIRST FANFIC, AND SUFFERING INCLUDED! DON'T LIKE DON'T READ! BTW, ASH IS 16, SO EVERYBODY EXCEPT CILAN, BROCK, MAX, + ALL THE ADULTS/CHILDREN (CILAN AND BROCK ARE YOUNG ADULTS) ARE 16 AND ABOVE/UNDER!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. If I did, I'd make some muffins!

Also, another non-existent Time Skip to the next day.

With Ash in the Present/3rd PoV

Ash was not doing okay. He'd managed to fall asleep against a tree but woke up in the morning starving, like he was yesterday. He was so hungry, he didn't notice the movement in the trees until a Pokemon leaped in front of him.

"What the hell," Ash yelped in surprise. He recognized this Pokemon, as he once owned one. It was a Pidove, obviously wanting to battle.

"Pidove, Pi-dove." Pidove flew up into the air, glowing white and started charging at Ash at full speed. A powerful gust of wind made it to where he couldn't escape.

'Quick Attack and Gust,' Ash thought in fear.

The Pidove ended up ramming into Ash, knocking him into the tree that was right behind him. The Pidove then left. What a mean Pidove!

Ash fell down from the tree and winced. His back hurt more than it already did from sleeping against a tree. The back of his head hurt from whacking the tree. He'd felt better before.

Ash just sat there, unable to move. If he moved, he got hurt. He didn't want to get hurt. He could move, but he didn't want to. So, he didn't move.

Just a recap, Ash's into the third day of being lost and he was starving, his body felt like they were on fire, he was freezing, and he was in the middle of a huge forest.

'After a rainstorm comes a rainbow,' Ash thought as optimistically as he could. Little does Ash know, he's not in a rainstorm.

He's in a snowstorm.

With Tracey and May in the Present/3rd PoV AND IF I GET SHIT WRONG ABOUT TRACEY AND MAY, I NEVER REALLY WATCHED ORANGE ISLANDS OR ASH'S JOURNEY THROUGH HOENN

Tracey woke up in the room he shared with him and May. May was still asleep on the bed next to his. Tracey glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand in between the two beds. "7:13" the clock read.

'Oh, I better start getting ready,' Tracey thought, getting up out of bed. He grabbed some clothes out of his backpack and headed to the bathroom. Tracey used the bathroom, brushed his teeth, took a shower, got dressed, and went to make a sandwich for his breakfast.

After he ate his sandwich, Tracey looked at the clock again. "7:25" the clock read.

'I should probably wake up May... Yeah, I'll wake her up,' Tracey thought and made his way back to his and May's room.

"May! Wake up," Tracey said gently, shaking May.

"No..." May mumbled and turned over.

"YES," Tracey yelled, scaring the shit out of May. May fell off the bed.

"TRACEY, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR," May screamed, sitting up.

"YOU WOULDN'T WAKE UP, I HAD TO DO SOMETHING," Tracey yelled back.

"HOLY SHIT, OKAY CALM DOWN," May yelled.

"FINE," Tracey yelled, calming down.

"Okay, now get ready to go. You said we're going out at 8, right?" Tracey looked May in the eyes.

"Yeah, we decided we'd be heading out at around 8," May answered, getting up and grabbing her clothes to get ready for the day. May went into the bathroom, used the bathroom, brushed her teeth, took a shower, got dressed, brushed her hair, and went out into the kitchen.

"Hello, I made you a sandwich for your breakfast," Tracey said as cheerfully as he could, handing May a peanut butter sandwich.

"Thanks, Tracey," May purred. She glanced at the clock, which read "7:39."

"Well, we have 20 minutes to fuck around." May grinned at Tracey.

Tracey glanced up at May and then at the clock. He looked back at May, eyebrow raised. "What do you want to do?"

"Uh, what can we do?" May asked.

"Well, we can just talk, we could-" Tracey started, but was cut off by May.

"That's it, we can talk," May exclaimed suddenly.

"Okay," Tracey agreed, grabbing his Pokeballs.

"What do you need with your Pokemon?" May asked as Tracey sent out his Scyther, Marill, and Venonat. He also grabbed the four Pokemon that Ash owned that would help them look, Muk, Sceptile, Bulbasaur, and Kingler.

"I need to feed them. You guys are hungry, right?" Tracey asked, glancing down at his Pokemon. His Pokemon chirped and nodded in response.

"Oh! I almost forgot! Go, Blazeikin, Wartortle, Munchlax, Beautifly, and Glaceon," May said, sending out her Pokemon she had currently.

Tracey already had a bag of Pokemon food(?) for his Pokemon. He grabbed three bowls, pouring Pokemon food in them and setting them down in front of his Pokemon. May did the same.

"So, did you watch the new cooking competition? It's supposed to be the biggest this year," Tracey asked, nonchalantly.

May raised an eyebrow. "The one with Brad Husher?"

"No, the one with Mason Degray," Tracey corrected.

"Oh, that one! Yeah, I watched a little bit of that last week," May replied.

"Isabella Saywell bombed it and didn't even go home! Poor Ethan Nestor went home instead," Tracey continued.

"I know, right?! But that Sophia girl was just plain annoying, right?"

"Sophia Harper? Yeah, she was pretty obnoxious. But that Mattew Frederick guy was funny."

"Yeah, he was pretty funny. One of the judges was really harsh. I forgot her name-" May was cut off.

"Avery Mercy?" Tracey asked.

"Yeah! She was really mean, Ethan's dish didn't even look that bad and she scored him a 2," May fumed.

"So true! Avery just was too harsh, she needed to tone it down a bit. The other judges seemed pissed because she was rating the contestants unfairly."

"...As they should be. The other judge, Tyler was it? Well, he seemed like he was ready to punch Avery when she rated Ethan a 2."

"Tyler Schied. I don't know if you noticed, but the other judge that was a guy also seemed-"

"Mark Fischbach? He looked like he was going to punch Avery?"

"Yeah, he definitely looked pissed."

This conversation continued for around five more minutes until May pointed at the clock. (A/N: The author is getting tired of writing this conversation.)

"Well, look at that," May pointed a the clock, "it's 7:55!"

"Five more minutes." Tracey glanced at his and Ash's Pokemon. As if on cue, May got a call from the group chat.

"Hello?" multiple voices including May greeted.

"Hi, well it's 8:00 here," Dawn said.

"Okay, well we can head out over here even though it's not 8:00 yet," May decided quickly, glancing up at Tracey.

"Same, okay we'll be heading out as well," Cilan agreed.

"Us too, right Brock?" Misty agreed.

"Okay! Goodbye." May hung up.

"Shall we be heading out then?" Tracey grinned.

"Yeah, okay c'mon guys! It's time to head out," May said as cheerfully as she could, grabbing her Pokeballs, returning her Pokemon, and making her way towards the door, Tracey doing the same.

They made their way to Route 3, weaving past everyone in Pewter City who were still in a frenzy. When they made it to Route 3, they started searching their dear friend, Ash Ketchum.

Wow, that got dark quick at the beginning

This chapter felt weird to me for some reason. It wasn't just the dark beginning, it was something else in the rest of the story. Maybe it's because I've never written a chapter that's just filler before..? I mean, nothing happened in this chapter, except introducing random characters that'll never get an appearance, besides Avery Mercy.

One more thing, I didn't create Mark Fischbach, Tyler Schied, Ethan Nestor, or Matthew Frederick.

Mark Fischbach=Markiplier (youtube)
Tyler Shied=Apocalypto_12 (twitter)
Ethan Nestor=CrankGameplays (youtube)
Mattew Frederick=Matthias (youtube)
Just some of my favorite people that I've never meant before

THANK YOU FOR READING CHAPTER SIX OF Mission A: Find Ash