A/N. Here's Episode 6 of Poke'mon Remix: Season 1. In this episode Ashlyn gets to know Luna, the Eevee she caught in the last episode. Morty meets a trainer from the Johto Region, one who recognizes him, and he doesn't like it one bit. . I am SO SORRY about how late I was in updating this, I had headache yesterday and I couldn't focus enough to type it up. But here it is now. Warning: This chapter gets a little angsty because some of Morty's past is revealed. Hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Poke'mon. All characters belong to Nintendo (USA) and TV Tokyo (Japan). If I did Ash would be a girl, and the story probably wouldn't be so popular.
"Poke'mon Speak"
'Poke'mon Thought/telepathy'
(Poke'speak translation)"
"Human Speak"
'Human Thought'
Poke'Dex or sound effects
Flashbacks or important recaps from the last episode
Episode 6: Hurt so deep...
Inside Viridian Forest-
Morty was watching while Ashlyn got to know the newest addition to her team. It was an Eevee that she had decided to call Luna. Luna was obstinant at first, unwilling to even listen to Ashlyn as she tried to get her attention., but it eventually warmed up to her, and the two were now slowly bonding.
"Hey Morty, do you know what type of poke'mon the Pewter City gym leader specializes in?" Ashlyn asked as she looked back toward her traveling companion, temperarely distracting herself from Luna. Morty thought for a moment before replying,
"Yeah, I think it's rock-type poke'mon. They've got pretty good defense, very sturdy. Using a ground-, grass-, or water-type would be best if you want a quick win...but you don't have any of those, actually fighting-types have a pretty good advantage as well. You could probably teach Rai the move Focus Punch, that would make it easier to win. And Luna can learn the move Dig, so that should give you a fair enough advantage." he stared at the tree tops, completely disinterested with said topic. Ashlyn smiled gratefully, knowing that Morty knew more then she did about the gym leaders, she was sure that most would've questioned his knowledge, but Ashlyn didn't really care how he knew, he was her friend afterall. "I think the Poke'dex can tell you what moves you poke'mon knows." he added on as an after-thought. Ashlyn blinked in surprise, and pulled out her poke'dex to see if it was indeed true. She pointed it at Luna,
Poke'mon: Eevee
Lv: 8
Known Moves: Tackle, Sand Attack, Helping Hand, Dig
Ashlyn looked back at Morty, her face contorting into a cheshire grin, feeling very lucky at that moment about the conveniency of the situation. She then pointed it at Rai,
Poke'mon: Pikachu
Lv: 13
Known Moves: Thunderbolt, Iron Tail, Tail Whip, Focus Punch
Her grin widened to the point Morty thought it would split her face in two. He thought about how convenient it was that the two poke'mon that she needed to win had the neccesary moves to bring her a victory.
"Heh, wow! Now if only I were that lucky." he commented as Ashlyn picked up her Eevee, and ran back over to him. She gave a pleased smile,
"Well of course you are! You met me didn't you?" she joked, Morty laughed slightly, giving her a pat on the head in approval as they continued their walk.
Ashlyn noticed that there were less trees up ahead and looked toward Morty for an explanation. He raised an eyebrow, a gesture signiying either confusion or his silent way of questioning someone from what Ashlyn had observed, then replied.
"The exit must be up ahead. We go through there and we'll find ourselves on Route 2, which leads to Pewter City." He said, expression returning to normal at the realization. Ashlyn gave an excited squel, jumping into the air slightly before running on ahead. Morty took off after the young poke'mon trainer at a brisk pace. Only about a foot behind her. Soon the forest flashed by and in almost an instance they found themselves on the dirt road of Route 2, leading toward a tall mountain in the distance. Ashlyn gaped silently at the beautiful view for a moment before shaking her head, placing Luna on the ground gently as Rai hopped off her shoulder. Kossori flashed out of his pokeball, having gone in earlier for a small nap, and now wanting to see their new surroundings. Shade phased out from underneath Ashlyn's hat, that particular place becoming it's favorite spot to be. Ashlyn looked back as Morty let Gengar out of its pokeball to stretch for a bit, the pokemon's signature grin still in place. The five poke'mon quickly went about playing and chatting with each other while they all walked on toward Pewter City.
Pewter City's Poke'mart-
Morty had convinced Ashlyn that it would be a good idea to drop her poke'mon off at the Poke'mon Center to rest for a bit and make sure that they were ready for the upcoming gym battle. The plan was for Ashlyn to come up with a battle strategy or two while waiting for the local Nurse Joy to give them back, meanwhile he would be going out to get some supplies from the local Poke'mart. He had gotten food for their poke'mon to eat, and was now browsing through potions when the electric sliding door opened, drawing his attention toward the front of the store. Standing there was a young boy with slightly spiky white hair. His outfit caused Morty to raise a disbelieving eyebrow as he took in the new comers appearence. He was wearing all white, which wasn't neccesarily bad per say, but what was weird was that he was wearing a black cape around his shoulders. His expression was that of a seasoned trainer, at very least, from how old he looked, of two or three years. At his feet was a red, fox-like poke'mon, which looked about in bored curiosity. Morty recongnized it immediately as the fire-type poke'mon Vulpix. They were somewhat rare in this particular part in Kanto, usually found more often farther to the southeast,so he was slihgtly shocked to see one here. He watched as the trainer caught sight of him, growing concerned and wary immediately when he saw the look recognition on his face. The trainer walked up to him and stopped immediately as Morty tensed up, fully prepared to hightail it back to the Poke'mon Center, or anywhere really as long as it was far away from this guy. He stopped directly in front of him, barring any visible chance of escape for Morty, the trainer's Vulpix didn't help either. Morty backed up slightly, his back pressed against the wall in discomfort at the new situation, as the trainer's face took on a serious, judging look. He seemed to be studying the pensive ghost-type user with a disaproving eye, before he finally spoke,
"You're Morty,the Ecruteak gym leader." it was more of a statement than a question. Morty flinched slightly at the trainers accusing tone. The white haired boy's eyes narrowed as he continued, "What the heck are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Johto, at your gym, completing the challenges of trainers so that they can earn their badges! Do you know how much chaos you caused you disappeared, everyone's in a panick now because you're missing, and they can't go on with this years Silver Conference without you there." his voice had went from accusing to cold anger as the trainer spoke, he was straining to keep his voice low and quiet so that only Morty and he could hear what he was saying. Morty wished at that very moment that he could disappear. He silently beat himself up, thinking about how this probably wouldn't have happened if he hadn't left Ashlyn's side to go shopping. He actually surprised himself when he realized that he was wishing that she were here right now, stunned as he saw how attached he had become to her seemingly comfortable prescence. She didn't pry into his past, she never gave him accusing looks, and she definitely didn't scold him silently like this guy was doing. He truly wished she was here right now, maybe if she was, she could get this guy to back off, to leave him alone. A feeling of patheticness followed those thoughts shortly after, he felt small and inferior, needing a girl of all things to bail him out. But what else could he do, he relied on Ashlyn more then either of them had realized, she was like a security blanket, keeping all those people who might recognize him away and making sure he was safe from them as well. The truly shocking part, was that he had only known the girl for a day or two, and he already depended on her for so much. The trainer opened his mouth to continue when the sliding door opened once again,
"Hey Morty, hurry up! I want to go challenge the gym already!" it was Ashlyn, beaming at him as she ran up and inbetween the trainer and Morty, effectively distracting him from her friend. She shocked Morty by giving him a wink before suddenly rounding on the trainer, hands on her hips as she glared at the boy.
"Who do you think you are, huh? He's done nothing wrong, and you come up to him trying to bully him!" she spoke with a mock angry tone, voice raised as she clearly wanted to make a scene, most likely a clever attempt to get the guy to back off. Morty sighed silently in relief, but still felt pretty pathetic. He held himself back, slightly hiding behind her as she continued, "Dup-up-up! Uhn uhn! I don't care what you're reason is for this, I don't care who you even are either, just BACK OFF!" she glowered stomping one foot closer toward him as she got in his face. The trainer lept back slightly, eyes widened, before qiving a quick bow, he had obviously not expected Ashlyn's intervention, and was trying to come across as apologetic.
"My apologies Miss-"
"Ashlyn" she offered dryly, eyes narrowed at the trainer, obviously not too likely to start playing friendly right now,
"Yes, Miss Ashlyn. I seem to have overstepped some personal bounderies, please forgive me. My name is Nochidai, I'm an aspiring poke'mon breeder from the Johto Region. This is my partner Vulpix." He introduced himself and his partner, pointing toward the fox poke'mon at his feet, which was glowering at Ashlyn for her sudden interruption in what was supposed to be a personal matter between it's trainer and the gym leader. It's eyes softened though as it seemed to realize Ashlyn's lack of knowledge concerning the rogue gym leaders status, which was why it's trainer was suddenly apologizing like this. He didn't want to start an incident in such a public place, having originally planned on getting the gym leader to come with him silently so that they could get him back home. His plan, however, had not included the meddling of a young trainer that had been accompanying the runaway appearently. This made things tricky, and much more difficult then before. They would have to be very careful about how they handled this new developement. Nochidai looked back toward Morty, giving a not-so-sincere smile before speaking, "You must be really lucky to have such a nice young lady for a friend." Morty flinched back visibly at what he was secretly implying. Nochidai appearently thought that Morty had only traveled with the girl to help keep him from being noticed by people looking for him.
Morty glared at this trainer, who seemed to think he knew him better than he knew himself. He was angry at how he accused him of using Ashlyn like that, he didn't know their relationship, of course, he wasn't about to tell him that. Ashlyn gave a surprised yelp as she was pulled behind Morty, who seemed inexplicably upset, physically seething with rage at the young breeder. Morty gave a cold stare that caused even Ashlyn to flinch slightly in some wanton terror she couldn't explain, now becoming the one to do the hiding. He spoke, his voice quiet, cold and daring him to say something else that the ghost-type specialist didn't like.
"I don't like what you're implying there... infact I don't like your tone of voice either. So listen up, cause I'm only gonna say this one time, and one time only. You're trying to bite off more than you can chew or even stomach for that matter. You ever talk like that to me, or even Ashlyn again, well-" he left the threat hanging in the air, and open to the wildest of interpretations as he gently grabbed hold of Ashlyn's arm, and left, heading for the Poke'mon Center. Nochidai was left in the corner of the Poke'mart, sinking to the floor in shock and a cold sweat. He had seen the wrath of one of the worlds' most strongest ghost-type specialists, and it had truly scared him. It had brought up old fears that he had never gotten over quite yet. That was the wrath of a ghost-type user, the wrath of a gym leader that uses ghost-type poke'mon. He didn't ever want to experience it again. His Vulpix watched in silence, surprised to see it's trainer, who was normally cool and stoik, now shaken to the very core of his being in fright. All the fox poke'mon could do was look back toward the door in worry, knowing full well why it was so important to get the young boy back to Johto. The gym leader was strong, and if he somehow wound up in the wrong hands, especially when he had such a rare ability, it wouldn't bode well for the future of the world.
Near the Poke'mon Center-
Ashlyn was slightly worried for Morty. He had been acting strange ever since the incident at the Poke'mart over a half hour ago. She was about to ask him why when he spoke up for her.
"Why..." he was quiet when he spoke, his fists clenched in frustration. Ashlyn cocked her head slightly in confusion. "Why don't you ask where I'm from, why I'm here? Why don't you pesture me for information like most would? Why-" slap! Morty landed on his butt with a grunt. His cheek flaring red as a dull ache coursed through the side of his face. He looked up at Ashlyn in shock, though he quickly turned his gaze back to the ground. From his new perspective, Ashlyn had become quite the opposing figure standing over him like this. He silently wished she'd stop with that posture of hers, hands on her hips as she glared at him slightly. He felt like a little kid being scolded for something he had done wrong. He didn't like the feeling one bit. She spoke, her voice burning with an angry fire, clearly displeased with his behavior.
"Why? You want to know why I don't ask. Why I don't question a single thing you're doing right now..." her eyes narrowed at him as he slowly shrunk back from her, "It's because you're my friend. I don't need to know your life's history. I don't need your past, or some sob story made up on the fly. I trust you, because you're you. You're Morty, that's who I befriended, who I wanted to travel with for however long he decided to hang around. Not some guy who questions me because he's too paranoid to realize that he has a loyal friend by his side, that he's not alone! Well, if you don't think of me like that then FINE! You must not need me around after all..." she turned abruptly, fully intending on leaving him there, when Morty grabbed her wrist, his grip becoming very painful, very quickly. He suddenly cried out, though he kept his voice as low as he possibly could.
"DON'T!... Please don't go...I-I'm sorry. It's just really difficult for me right now and! I-I just don't know what to do..." his voice was shaky at the last part, he looked at Ashlyn, albeit hesitantly, his eyes clearly showing his desperation, and how close he was to breaking down at this very moment. Ashlyn's eyes widened, before she dropped to her knees. Morty turned his gaze back to the ground, obviously too conflicted with himself right now to look her completely in the eye. Her whole body slumped over in silent defeat, when she suddenly pulled Morty close to her, hugging him in an attempt to comfort him. He spoke, his voice slightly cracking as he fought a losing battle to keep his emotions in check, "Please...tell me what to do!" he begged hugging her back. Ashlyn rubbed his back in a soothing manner before she grabbed his face, making him look at her fully.
"You don't have to do anything really..." she replied, giving him a small kiss on the forehead. Morty closed his eyes slightly out of reflex before he started to wipe away at them in a sorry attempt to wipe off any tears that had fallen in his small moment of weakness. "Just let me be your friend. I won't abandon you. I promise." she gave a gentle smile at the last part. Morty returned it with a tentative one. He nodded slowly, trying to find the courage to answer her,
"Yeah...Yeah, I'd like that...very much..." he rested his head on her shoulder, at peace with himself now. Ashlyn grinned in response,
"Yeah, me too!"
A/N. Like I said. Kinda angsty here. Anyway hoped you liked it. Please review and rate. Every little comment counts!
