AN:
YES! 100+ favorites! Seems like 100 of you really enjoy my story. I'll try to keep the updates good and fast. Alright, I don't mean to rip on you but I need to get this off my chest. The new Pokémon season BW Rival Destinies or whatever really pisses me off. I'm actually thinking about writing a story about Ash destroying the Unova league and Iris wont come along (She really annoys me). But I won't, cause you guys want a prequel, and frankly so do I. So… thanks for being patient, you guys are the best.
Disclaimer: Don't own Pokémon, no matter how much I wish I did
"Um…" She couldn't think of anything to say. This was a man who had earned her trust and her affection, but that was a different guy, or was it the same guy.
Ash eyed Cynthia; he thought she was taking this information well. He figured she would have run screaming to the authorities and tell them all about his escape and his good health, and then probably call him a serial killer. But apparently he thought wrong.
"You alright?" Ash asked, she had been quiet for so long he was beginning to get worried.
Her only response was to reach her hand out and poke his chest. After her hand made solid contact she let out an, 'eep!' and her hand retreated to the safety of her side.
"Your…real" She mumbled, now finding the floor extremely interesting.
Ash nodded, trying to be calm and very clear, "Yes"
"How?"
"Well I was never actually convicted. After escaping the holding cell, which was a piece of cake after the guards who were set to watch me got drunk at a party, I faked my death." Ash summarized.
Cynthia nodded, refusing to say anything.
Ash wasn't surprised, he wouldn't say anything either. But Ash decided to take this as a gesture for him to continue his tale, so he did,
"I found a patch of land that had no Pokémon habitats, human housing, and was in an area where the fire would not spread. It was so simple, all I did was start a fire, then set my hat on fire, then put out the flames of my hat, then leave it in a simple hiding place. I cannot believe those detectives were so dimwitted. I have met and helped many sharp detectives over the course of my 'death'; but i guess this means I must have gotten lucky. Always have, and hopefully always will."
Cynthia nodded again, still nothing came out. The only thing that indicated Ash that she was still paying attention was her consistent nodding.
"So?" Ash inquired
Cynthia shook her head, "Wow"
Ash nodded, "Yeah, wow."
Cynthia ran up and hugged him. Ash was surprised by the warm gesture, but warmed to it and hugged comfortingly back. Ash's shock only grew when he heard quiet, but still real sobs coming from the Sinnoh champion.
Eventually, Ash broke the hug.
"Come on, my battle is in 2 hours. I need to go prepare." Ash said in a slow and soft voice.
Cynthia nodded and removed her head from his chest. Her eyes were red from tears, but her face showed nothing but happiness.
"I'm glad your back, Ash." She said
Ash was surprised again, 'She's better at shocking me then Pikachu!'
"Why? We hardly knew each other." He asked
Cynthia giggled, "Its hard to forget someone like you."
Ash nodded, but it was more to humor her then anything else. He had done his duty; now his thoughts turned from the emotional blonde to the stone willed Hoenn champion, Steven.
He knew the type of Pokémon Steven would use, not that it was a secret to anyone. But he had to watch out for those dual types like his Metagross. He was positive Steven had trained them to be extremely powerful with their recessive typing.
Ash didn't realize he had his arm around Cynthia's shoulder until he stopped thinking about his upcoming battle. Becoming aware that it would be bad for Cynthia to be seen with a guy he figured they should split here.
"Cynthia, you should probably fly back to your hotel from here. It would be bad for your publicity if the media caught you with me. Plus, you are in no state to walk there."
Ash was right, here eyes were still bloodshot and the area surrounding her eyes were red as well form her incessantly rubbing her eyes.
Cynthia nodded, then called out her Garchomp and flew off without another word to Ash.
Cynthia watched as Ash's figure faded into the distance. She finally let her tears flow free. She had put up a strong front for Ash, but inside she was ready to explode with emotions. Sadness, anger, hatred, love. All were attempting to crawl their way into her facial features and words. She was strong, and she wasn't about to let that happen. But everyone's resolve is only so strong. So when she landed on her balcony she didn't even bother to return Garchomp, she just sprinted to her bedroom and slammed the door. She flung herself on her bed and buried her head in the pillow, then let all the emotions out at once.
Scene Change
Ash had finally arrived at his required stadium... and hour early. It took some convincing, but eventually the stadium guards let him into the locker room. So now he sat on one of the very comfortable yet simple chairs that decorated the large room. Ash knew the upcoming battle was pivotal in making his dream come true. If he could beat Steven then his popularity would soar. His reputation would spread to Orre, and Alder would quake in fear. But that would all have to wait, because he hadn't won yet, but he would. Something just told him that he was going to win. Must be his overconfidence.
Pikachu gave him a once over, and gestured to the five pokeballs resting on his belt. Ash got the memo and called out his five other battlers. They roared their respective cries and various attacks were shot to display dominance, although remember they were in an enclosed room. Ash shouted and ran for cover, while Pikachu grabbing his shoulder and held on for dear life. The Pokemon realized their mistake and the fireworks ceased.
Ash heard the explosions and shouts stop, so he bravely grabbed hold of Pikachu and held him in the room. As Ash got his brains shocked out he didn't notice the stadium security making their way over to the room. The guards were slightly surprised to see a charred trainer holding a flailing Pikachu through a door. This was not what they expected when they got the call saying there was a war breaking out in locker room B21.
After throwing Pikachu into the middle of the ceasefire he finally noticed the guards.
"What can i do for you officers?" Ash asked in a shaky voice. He knew what he could do for them.
"Can you explain to me why there were people in the above levels shouting that the sky was falling?" the highest ranked officer asked
Ash put on a wavering grin, "Well, you see officer..."
Time skip
"Well, I hope you guys are happy" Ash grumbled at his Pokemon, who thought this whole ordeal was a riot
"Guys!" Ash whined, "Stop laughing! We have a battle"
These feeble comments only caused the Pokemon to roar with laughter, some falling to the ground.
He heard Lucario through their link trying to impersonate the officer, 'Can you explain to me why there were people in the above levels shouting that the sky was falling?"
The Pokemon's laughter increased, then Ash heard Lucario do it again,
'I don't really know what the punishment is for being charged with ending the world but...'
This time Ash smiled as well, the team deserved something to laugh about. After all, the past few years have been nothing to laugh about.
Ash looked at the wall clock and his eyes widened,
"Guys, 15 minutes 'till show time!"
The Pokemon didn't listen
"Hey! I said something!"
The laughter continued until Ash got annoyed
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
The Pokemon heard and stopped
Ash sighed and repeated himself, "Lets go guys, 15 minutes 'till show time. Getcha game face on!"
The Pokemon finally understood, and their expressions did a 180. Now they were serious and dedicated.
Ash smiled, "Get ready, this one's a biggee"
His team nodded, then did a group fist pound then they were sucked into their respective balls. Ash placed all the balls back on their slots on his belt, then began the endless and mind numbing walk down the tunnel. On his way to the field recent events finally caught up with him. His confidence wavered, as did his pace. He stopped walking just short of the exit to the field. He could vaguely hear the crowd and could see most of the he couldnt will himself to walk the extra few feet.
He stared at the field in a sudden fit of annoyance. He realized that he was in no mood for a battle today. He had too many unsettled emotions that he had to deal with, and he had nearly been arrested. This was just not his day, and that was bad. He was facing Steven, who would crush him if he wasn't on his best day. And he wasn't on his best day, so Ash was a little nervous.
Pikachu of course was perfectly in tune with the emotions of his trainer, but unlike Ash he was pumped up. Although he was a little surprised at the sudden stop he thought nothing of it. And regardless of the fact that Ash had told him that due to typing and the high chance of a bad match up he would be likely to battle early in the match, against Steven's weaker Pokémon. Well, lets not use weaker, let's use less powerful.
Ash hadn't realized he had been standing in the tunnel with an annoyed scowl on his face until the announcer called for both trainers to make their entrance. The trainer snapped out of his stupor and took a moment to look around, and after spotting Pikachu on his shoulder he calmed down.
"Ready, Pi?" Asked Ash
'I feel like I'm gonna explode if I don't get out there!' The mouse exclaimed excitedly
"After we win here its on to the finals" Ash said making a determined fist.
Pikachu smiled; piece-by-piece he was slowly getting his friend back.
Ash took a deep breath, then put on a confident smirk and walked out onto the field.
Scene change
Max was getting annoyed, May and Dawn were arguing over whether Water attacks were better for contests than fire and Brock was too busy staring at Cynthia (Who had calmed down and decided to sit by them for the match) to do anything. So when he saw Ash and Steven walk out onto the field and the pair's bickering failed to cease he lost his temper,
"QUIET!"
Dawn and May were startled out of their fight and turned and glared and Max, but the boy did not back down
"The match is about to start!"
The two girl's glare disappeared and their heads whipped to the field, where they stared unwaveringly as though their life depended on it. Max sighed and sat down in his seat, ready to enjoy the action.
Scene Change
Ash looked around the stadium; observing his adoring, die hard fans. And he was surprised to see Cynthia, sitting calmly in the stands.
'Well' Ash thought, 'If she can recover that fast then I should recover twice as fast. Its not like I just had the information that my long dead friend whose now alive and is now my unauthorized boyfriend shoved at me.'
Ash then turned back towards the field, his facial features becoming confident and determined.
Steven raised a stoic eyebrow at his opposition's sudden change in demeanor. He had heard a great deal about this trainer, and had prepared accordingly. He knew Red was no pushover, and that the odds were not in his favor, but he was a champion. And he was going to fight to the bitter end.
The announcer began the introductions, "Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the Semi Finals! Battling it out here for a chance at glory are none other than the Hoenn Champion Steven Stone! And fighting against him is the overnight sensation Red Satoshi!"
The crowd exploded, cheers were bursting eardrums and wands waved through the air.
Ash grinned at the spectacle, no matter how many times he did it this is an experience that would never get old.
"Ready, Red? I'm comin' at you!" Steven called, hoping his reputation could get him a tiny edge over the mysterious trainer.
"I would take you own advice Champion" Ash sneered the last word, "Cause I'm holding nothing back."
Steven groaned inwardly, his little ploy had failed and now the two were battling on equal footing.
"Now, we will spin the wheel to decide which trainer will go first." The ref called, signaling the double colored wheel to be set in motion.
The wheel quickly gained speed and… quickly lost speed as it stopped on green.
Ash sighed, 'Oh well, guess I might as well terrorize him sooner rather than later.'
"Fight for victory, Torterra!" Ash called, throwing the pokeball containing his behemoth dual type.
The continent Pokémon materialized with a roar of dominance.
Steven grinned, "Cradily, Fight with honor!"
A Pokémon slightly resembling a flower appeared, staring down at Torterra. But Torterra would have none of it, and returned the glare with its own formidable stare.
Steven grinned, "I knew you would chose Torterra, kid."
"What?" Ash exclaimed in shock
'How could he know?' Ash thought frantically, but his exterior held firm
"Well, you'll just have to see then." Steven smirked
Ash's confidence rebuilt itself, "Yes, we will see."
The ref cut in on their bout, "Are both trainers ready?"
Both nodded in affirmative
"Then allow the battle to begin!"
"Cradily, charge with Giga impact!" Steven called
"And Steven starts with the powerful physical attack! How will Red defend against Steven's attack power?" The announcer cried
Ash smirked, "Show them true power, Torterra attack with Giga impact!"
Ash ignored the surprised, 'WHAT?!' from the announcer and the surprised look on Steven's face.
The two dual types met in the middle, both fighting for dominance. Without warning, a massive explosion shook the stadium to its foundation.
AN:
Finally updated (Sorry). This is the shortest chapter in the whole story (Sorry) and the next update will probably be all battle, as well as a bit away (Sorry). That was a lot of apologies (Sorry ;). I had two projects and one essay due the prior week and barely had time for eating, sleeping and pooping (The basic necessities of life). Whoever puts up with me and my insane schedule and my constant breaking of the deadlines I set is a saint. Hope you guys bear with me for the remainder of the story! BTW Reviews are decent, but I'm gunning for favorites. The more the merrier!