It's ya girl Anitode, (I burst out cackling when I repeated this out loud because of the sheer stupidity) coming out with a new chapter before she loses the willpower to write this fic. Thanks to my most amazing and sweet reviewers on Reddit and , I have gained the most powerful tool in the universe, constructive criticism. So, I spent three hours today taking notes on the pokemon I want on her team and couldn't help but find it sad that I would take notes on that but I refuse to do so in my classes. Let's do this...

We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort.

-Jesse Owens

Chapter 3

HOLY FUCKING ARCEUS!

A fucking Aegislash was above me, glaring at me with a single eerie purple eye. I felt my entire body still, if not for my eyes I could have been mistaken for a corpse. Its metallic body faintly glowed in the light of the moon.

It looked to be studying me, why, I have no idea. All I did was get reborn and suddenly a ghost sword thing that manipulates people decides it needs to pay me a visit. All I could think about was if I was going to die again.

No, I wouldn't allow for that. I could actually stay permanently dead or even worse, be reborn into Attack on Titan. I needed another pokemon to help me. Opening my mouth, I was ready to do what babies were known to do.

However, before I could cry out for Delia and her pokemon, Aegislash did some voodoo magic of something. Suddenly, I was pulled into my past memories and everything that made me who I was.

The sword pokemon locked onto the details of my past life. Everything from my successes, my failures, hopes, dreams, and even my ideal type in a life partner. It pulled me to my memory of my biggest humiliation, going on stage in front of hundreds and thousands of people who were watching my performance on TV, and having one of my dress straps snap and when I continued to play despite the crowd chattering and the hundreds of flashes from people's phone cameras. I could still feel the mortification when I remember how it made the front page of Classical Music Today and how people believed I had it snap on purpose for more attention.

It hungrily set its gaze onto my memories of being the group leader and followed the trail to my dreams of being a historical leader and being rich enough to buy my own islands.

The sword wanted to know my very being.

Soon enough, the sword was led to my last performance and death. It focused on the scene and replayed it like it was a favorite scene from a movie. It hyper-focused on the hundreds of people who came to watch my performance and my rebirth.

Finally, Aegislash decided it was time to speak after mind raping me and leaving me with a terrible headache.

"I WILL MAKE YOU THE GREATEST KING THIS WORLD WILL EVER SEE."

The voice it spoke from was masculine and aged, it oddly reminded me of an old man who mentored the protagonist

"What if I refuse?" I snapped. "What if I don't want to be a King?" Sure, I was being bratty but I was tired, got mind raped, and had the worst headache ever.

"You don't have a choice. It is written in your destiny." The male Aegislash responded, his voice calm and shutting off any arguments I could have made.

Then, with little fanfare, it released its grasp on my mind and let me go.

We were back in my room and Aegislash floated before me. Glaring at it, I could feel the pounding of my headache tear at my mind.

I refused to go to sleep though, Aegislash was still next to me and he might decide to change his mind and slit my throat once I lowered my defenses and fall asleep. However, that decision was thrown out of the goddamn window and stomped on when he decided to use his voodoo magic and put me to sleep.

Fucking bastard.

A harsh scream woke me up, a few seconds after I heard her scream stomping akin to a stampede ran towards me. Opening my eyes, I blinked a few times before I registered my mother's panicked face directed to Aegislash who was hovering over me. Her pokemon were beside her and tensed, Mr. Mime looked ready to kill with his murderous gaze that promised death if Aegislash decided to harm me.

The sword pokemon took all of this in and calmly peered at Delia with his single purple eye. He looked almost bored with the chaos he created. Then, as if deciding that they weren't a threat he turned his back to them and returned to stare unnervingly at me. It was honestly uncomfortable, how he refused to take his eye off of me.

Was he watching me the entire time I slept? Was he just hovering over my unconscious body for hours and staring at me like Edward Cullen?

That'd be so fucking creepy.

After a few more moments of staring at me, the sword backed away from me. Immediately, my mother responded and rushed to pick me up. Her face twisting into relief and Poliwrath ran to stand in between us and Aegislash, readying himself to attack and defend. Alakazam and Mr. Mime stood beside him, creating a barrier of protection.

Aegislash simply stared at all of us before teleporting away.

Time Skip

It's been five years since Aegislash decided it wanted to haunt me. Five years of him hovering over me when I sleep and five years of him following me everywhere. It took me forever to tell him he couldn't follow me into the bathroom. Even now, he tries to insist on going in there with me.

The bathroom easily became my safe haven, even with the sword guarding the door. It was the only place I had any privacy and I abused this privilege often enough where it became a spot I would spend hours in.

There was no peace, no freedom, and no one at my primary school went near me with the exception of Gary. Aegislash could make an intimidating enough presence where even adults avoided my path.

After my mother's first encounter with him, she frantically called Professor Oak and soon enough he became very interested in my existence. Oak seemed fascinated that the Aegislash would follow an infant to the point of it being an obsession. Especially since that Aegislash was from Bell fucking Tower. Apparently, this motherfucker decided to drain the life force of some king.

Somehow, Professor Oak wedged himself into our lives and I ended up becoming Gary Oak's best friend. This meant that instead of hiding in my bathroom, I was instead was crawling through mud with Gary just to look at a Caterpie.

"Gary, I just want to go home already. Why do you even want to see Caterpie anyway? Your Grandpa literally has a ranch filled with thousands of pokemon. Why not bother his Dragonite or something?" I complained, annoyed that I had to ruin my pretty purple dress for this. It didn't help that Aegislash, or as I call him, Sauron, was lecturing me on how a king doesn't roll around in the mud.

"Come on Ashy, it's like we're going on a Pokemon Journey!" Gary shouted excitedly, which scared off the Caterpie we were stalking.

Gary pouted when he saw Caterpie leave, its green little body worming its way into a tall tree. That is until he saw a Pidgey fly near us.

Gary grabbed me by the hand and half dragged me through the forest just to follow the Pidgey. My ever faithful companion Sauron was right behind us.

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Delia's Point of View

For as long as Delia could remember, her daughter had been strange. Delia thought this was normal at first but soon enough, she was starting to recognize her behavior as strange. Compared to Gary, Ash never asked many questions or seem remotely excited about things like ice cream or dolls. Ash preferred dresses, which wasn't really unusual, but was odd for a child to want clothes over sweets and toys.

Aegislash only cemented how strange her daughter was, almost encouraged it really. The sword pokemon left Bell Tower just to accompany her baby girl. She was worried that Sauron, as Ash calls him, was manipulating her daughter only for that worry to be released once Alakazam denied it when she asked.

It didn't make her love her daughter any less, it just reminded her of her ex-boyfriend and Ash's father. Especially when Ash looked up to her with those grey eyes of hers and asked for something.

She gave birth to Ash when she was just nineteen and she was alone through the experience. Ash's father didn't want children and left her when she refused to abort her baby. Delia actually considered it to be a missed bullet and she was glad Ash's father was gone. The bastard didn't deserve them.

It didn't stop her fantasies of what could have been had he stayed though.

Delia shocked her head, having her auburn hair swish across her vision. He didn't matter. Delilah returned her hazel eyes back to her task at hand, Ash was adventuring through the Forest with that Gary boy and got her purple dress muddied.

Delia would've reprimanded her but Ash came home laughing and smiling and she even stayed to help her clean up the house instead of immediately retreating into the bathroom to gain privacy.

She couldn't fault the girl for being in the bathroom for hours at a time, she knew that Sauron could be overbearing at times. The sword pokemon stood watch over her daughter's sleeping body every night and followed the girl everywhere. His obsession was worrisome but thankfully the sword meant no harm to her.

Professor Oak's Point of View

Samuel was a scientist. He studied Human-Pokemon relationships as his focus and wasn't Ash and her Aegislash the most peculiar friendship he ever saw.

Frowning, Sam decided that no, it wasn't a friendship. It seemed to be more of a mentor and student relationship than anything else. Aegislash almost seemed to be trying to groom Ash into the perfect leader if anything.

And wasn't that concerning? He knew of that Aegislash's history, the pokemon was manipulative and wasn't afraid to hurt someone. The pokemon even had lore to it and Sam was starting to see what was interesting the sword pokemon about Ash.

The girl was strange, yes, but Sam was strange at that age as well. It seemed that the girl had a certain type of aura around her. She was almost alien with her behaviors and peculiar habits for a six-year-old. Sam tried not to judge her on her uniqueness since eccentricity wasn't something he could judge after all.

Still, he was hesitant about having Gary become friends with her. Aegislash was interested in her for a reason and Sam didn't know if it was good or bad yet. He didn't want Gary to be harmed but so far it seemed like the sword pokemon was protecting the two when they went on their little adventures.

Ash will become great, but the question was if she would be good?

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Finally! Done with Chapter 3. To be honest, if Ash wasn't reborn then Aegislash wouldn't have any real interest in her. Being from a different world makes her new, and more interesting. The sword pokemon wouldn't care about her if it wasn't for that fact. Ash is gonna be a weird little kid to the minds of the adults.

On average, Ash spends three and a half hours in the bathroom to avoid Sauron's unblinking gaze. The sword is going to be way worse than Edward Cullen and just might relax once Ash's safety is further stabilized once she captures loyal strong pokemon. The dude is just worried that she might die before completing his dream.

Once again, I am asking for you to give me some constructive criticism so that I can improve the story. Now, it is time for me to actually do my homework before I fail Biology.