Ash, Pikachu, and Misty were on their way to Pewter City to challenge Brock. They were almost there but due to getting tired, they had to stop and take a break. Ash sat down and took a fresh loaf of bread out of his backpack and Misty followed suit. Then there was Pikachu. He was hungry too, but nobody offered him any food. He jumped up and down, trying to get some bread from Ash, but Ash shooed him away and said "Go away Pikachu, this is mine.

Ash may not have given him any bread, but maybe Misty would. As she was about to take a bite, Pikachu jumped up and took her bread. She got up and ran after him, taking the bread away from him. "HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!" "What's gotten into you today, Pikachu? You're never like this.", Ash said, swallowing a bite of bread.

Nighttime

It's now nighttime. Ash and Misty are sleeping, but Pikachu however can't sleep. He was much too hungry. He checked Ash's backpack, nothing. Misty's backpack, nothing. Pikachu was so hungry that he considered eating leaves and tree bark. He didn't want to since he imagined it tasted pretty bad, but he would if he had to. But before, he went inside Misty's tent one last time to check for food before he committed to eating tree bark. As soon as he went inside, he took a good look at Misty. His mouth was watering, he wanted to eat her. "No!", he thought to himself. "I can't eat my owner's friend"

"But….she didn't give me any bread. So maybe nibbling on her would be teach her a lesson." With that, Pikachu began to put Misty's fingers inside his mouth. For a minute, he sucked on them because they tasted sweet. But then, Misty started to wake up. In a panic, Pikachu chomped down hard on 2 of her fingers. "OW!", she screamed. "PIKACHU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Pikachu had already been caught so he just went all in and swallowed the 2 fingers and bit the 2 others.

"STOP!" Misty said. Pikachu readied a bunch of lightning in his cheeks, and then shot it off as a Thunderbolt. Misty screamed in agony, before she fell to the ground and died, no longer the cute girl she once was, but rather a black burnt crisp.

Just then, Ash walked in, rubbing his eyes since he had just woken up. "Gee, what's all the noise for, Mist-" Ash stopped himself when he saw Misty's burnt corpse. To him, while this was shocking, the truly shocking part was that Pikachu was there, munching on the dead burnt girl like a black man on fried chicken. "Pikachu…..what'd you do?" Ash said. Pikachu turned around, electricity buzzing around his cheeks. Ash started to back away slowly, which turned into a dash. The electric Pokemon easily caught up to Ash using Quick Attack, then he ran into him and knocked the wind out of his lungs sending him crashing into a tree with Volt Tackle.

Ash got scared and started holding his hands up in a defensive position as Pikachu came closer. "Please Pikachu! I'm your owner! Don't kill me!" he pleaded. Pikachu decided to play along and put on his nice face and ran into Ash's arms. "I'm glad you're back to normal, Pikachu. What got into you in the first pla-" Ash was interrupted. Pikachu used Iron Tail and ripped through Ash's skin like a child through a paper arts and crafts project in 3rd grade. Ash fell to the ground, unable to move, guts clearly visible now that his chest was cut open. Before he died, he used his last breath to say "WHY PIKACHU WHY?!" and then Pikachu started to eat his guts and intestines.

2 years later

Pikachu was now a wandering stray Pokemon who ate the guts of anyone he found along his travels. None of this would have happened if Ash and Misty had just gave him the damn bread.