A/N: Okay, so, a day in and we have already passed 500 views. Damn. Welp, here's the 5th chapter!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own pokemon.

Ash was talking with his lumineon (poor thing) when he heard a knock at the door.

Naturally, he was on guard after what he had done to Misty, so he first checked the aura at the door. When he found it's wasn't hostile, he opened it.

And there, standing in front of him, was Cynthia.

"Shit" he thought inside, but he ushered Cynthia in anyway. "Who are you," he said. "What do you want?" (Playing dumb again)

"Hello. I'm the champion of Sinnoh, Cynthia."

"Okay then. What do you want?"

"I wanted to talk to you. I heard about your unusual background, and I wanted to ask a couple of questions."

"….Fine. What are they?"

"First: How did you end up on Mirage Island and find more than just wynauts and wobbufets? I've heard that that's all that live on the island. Also, if you do live on Mirage Island, how did they manage to find you?"

Ash chuckled. "Maybe it's because I don't live on Mirage Island. Next question?"

Cynthia stared at him for a little bit before stuttering out "U-um-why do you not keep your pokemon in pokeballs? And if you don't, then how do your pokemon not get caught when a pokeball is thrown at them?"

Ash looked her in the eye and said "I teach my pokemon to unlock there aura. Once they do this, they can block pokeballs with ease. I don't keep my pokemon in their pokeball because I figure that if they are loyal enough to me, they won't leave me even when the option always lingers."

"Okay then, final question." At this Cynthia's face hardened. "Why did you treat Misty of Cerulean gym the way you did?"

"That, my good lady, is none of your concern."

"You do realize that even if you try to participate in the league, she has the right to deny you a battle?"

"Oh, I've already won against her in an official battle, which officer Jenny can testify for, and I already have her badge, so I believe I'm set."

Cynthia was taken aback for a moment. "You speak like you have no remorse for what you've done."

"What I've done? More like what she's done."

"She screamed at you! That doesn't warrant you to punch her in the nose!"

"She tried to claim my Lucario."

"That doesn't give you the right to punch her!"

"I had to. Otherwise, onlookers might have tried the same, and some of my pokemon aren't strong enough wielders of their aura to block pokeball yet."

"That still doesn't mean anything! If they saw the lucario deflecting the pokeball, then why would they try it with any other pokemon!?"

Ash's eyes changed color, which seemed to frighten Cynthia the tiniest bit. "Maybe it's because I also have some personal experience to settle with her."

Cynthia immediately became suspicious. "Did something happen between you and Misty?"

"That, my good lady, is also none of your concern."

"…"

Cynthia then asked a question that Ash was hoping she wouldn't ask. "Did you ever know a trainer named Ash Ketchum?"

Ash sighed, then dropped his accent. While removing the aura distorting the features of his face, he said "Dammit Cynthia."

Cynthia gasped at seeing the boy, now a man, who had reportedly died 7 years ago. She then realized something.

"…wait, what happened to you not aging?"

"Oh yeah. Apparently, It was the aura raging inside me that prevented me from aging. As soon as I learned to control it, I instantly started aging again until I reached my current age, which is now approximately 20 years old."

Cynthia was still awestruck. But Ash suddenly remembered something. "Wait, Cynthia," He said. "What happened to Delia's house?"

Cynthia immediately gained a sour expression. "She's dead. Murdered."

Ash merely stood there, digesting the information. Then he said, "How was she murdered?"

"Beaten to death. Scientists are pretty sure that it was a group effort, although they suspect the motive was in relation to you."

Ash then said, "I swear to god, I am going to make them suffer the next time I see them."

Cynthia's eyes widened. "You know who did it?"

"Not only that, I know why." Ash then proceeded to tell Cynthia of what had happened that fateful day.

By the time he finished, she was looking at him with something close to wonder. "I have no words. If you need any help, I'm in."

"As a matter of fact, I do need help. Here's what you can do…"


A/N: I just check the vies again, and we're almost up to 900. In a day and a half's time. Thank you guys for taking the time to read this, please R&R, and STAY FROSTY ;D