A pokemon master. A dream so deeply rooted he could no longer pinpoint its origin nor question its legitimacy. Ash wasn't dumb. He knew the journey would be painful at best. But more than anything he was a prideful being fueled by his desires. He longed for nothing more than to stand at the top and as he stared into standoffish ruby eyes, he knew, this pokemon was the same.

One is a stubborn ten years old that believes to be much smarter than he is; the other is a quirky veteran that never managed to win a single League. After a chance encounter in Viridian Forest the two engage in an awkward student-mentor relationship, trying to walk together the road to be the best. [Story told in snippets in anachronic order. Image made by KiSsicchi on DeviantArt]

Bulbasaur and his trainer had an agreement: they would make it to the Pokémon League, or go down trying. So even when faced with utter tragedy, he decides that he and his trainer will live up to their promise. By any means necessary.