Edward Schweinorg was a young boy who was bored in his room after another day of school. He was upset that his friends again ignored him when he asked them to come over to his house to play the newest release of the Pokémon franchise he had purchased. His life was simple, he never did anything extraordinary and he was always ignored by most people, and that was okay. Not everyone was popular and that was life, and the years passed, he entered high school and made a few friends, or the closest thing he had to a friend, as everyone always ignored him after a while, seeming to tired of your common nature.
Coming out of his melancholy, he turned on his Nintendo to play his new Pokémon game, when he began to feel a strange tightness in his chest. Thinking it was nothing important, he ignored the sensation, only for it to grow stronger. And when he least expected it, he felt as if his chest was on fire, and he fell to the ground unconscious.
Hours later, his mother would enter his room, only to scream in horror to find her son lying on the floor, dead from a heart attack.
Meanwhile, in another reality, a creature of immeasurable power contemplated his current situation.
"So it's finally come to an end." It was the words of a certain omnipotent white-haired entity with a black halo floating on its head with two protruding horns and dark skin, wearing strange glasses with orange X-shaped lenses, shirtless, showing off his toned body and full of tattoos. , wearing shabby leather pants carrying a holster with two pistols, he was barefoot as he stared disinterestedly at a barren world in front of him, with no sign of life, whether human or animal.
Although he always had more than enough power to achieve these results, it was never in his interest to destroy the world, after all, what a boring existence it would be to live in a world with nothing to do. He lived for the drama, and without humans in the world, nothing else existed to entertain his mind.
Possessing all the knowledge in the universe and enough power to shape the world to his will wasn't something Happy Chaos cared about, his only goal had always been to avoid getting bored, and now what was he going to do with nothing else to see? He already knew everything that existed by the stars, so traveling the universe was out of the question. Back to the past? It would be tedious, for he knew the current outcome was inevitable.
This world was destined to be destroyed, and no matter how Chaos interfered, nothing would change. In his insane mind, he thought if it wouldn't be feasible to just blow his own head off and end it all, after all, if there was nothing for him to do, only boredom would be left, and if that was why, he'd rather be dead.
His mind turned to the events that had brought him to the current situation. I-No had finally attained godhood, as Chaos had promised her, and what had the foolish woman done with her power? He tried to take full control of the planet, only for the world leaders in an act of desperation, to launch nuclear warheads against each other, driving the world into a post-apocalyptic scenario. The few survivors around the world slowly perished from the nuclear winter and lack of resources to stay alive. There was no place on the surface of the planet safe enough for anyone to live, and with that humanity's hopes of surviving this apocalypse were extinguished.
No, he succumbed to his own madness as he saw the consequences of what he had done, and with an act of desperation, he ended his own life, for he didn't want to live in a world with nothing knowing it was her fault. Who would have thought that the ambitious and selfish woman would have a sense of guilt, this made Chaos laugh mockingly. Concepts of "good and evil" were useless things in his opinion. There were only goals and actions to achieve them. Good and Evil were subjective, where an action would be considered good for some, it would be considered bad for others, as their opinions simply depended on their goals.
What an intriguing species humans were, too bad they don't exist anymore.
What would he do? Killing himself seemed boring, as there would be nothing for him to do in the afterlife, and walking around in a barren world was also uninviting, as much as he liked to travel, looking at sand for 100 years had been boring as hell.
So he got lost in his mind, working at a speed incomprehensible to any ordinary human, and quickly came to the conclusion of his only alternative.
Travel to another world.
The multiverse theory stated that for every action, a new world was created, and a few hypothetical worlds could be unrelated to the chain of events of the actual reality experienced by the individual. Chaos was interested in going to one of the worlds outside the connection with his current one, as going to any world similar to his own meant experiencing the end of humanity regardless of the actions he tried to take.
Taking a deep breath, he used his authority as the primary wielder of magic to access the Kaleidoscope.
One of the true spells, feats that man could not replicate by mundane means. The authority to visualize and travel to different realities, one of the most underrated in his opinion, and here he was ready to use this tool.
Chaos used the Kaleidoscope to calculate probabilities of fate and images of infinite worlds flashed through his mind, and when Chaos was giving up on finding something that interested him, he stopped at the image of an intriguing world, which had creatures of incredible powers fighting alongside humans. while incredible events happened all the time.
Chaos had made his decision, that was where he would go. And setting his destiny, he began to use his magic power to traverse realities, only to begin to feel that much of his power was being used, while something tried to interfere in his attempt. With a growl of rage that something was preventing him from getting what he wanted, he poured more of his power, causing the opposing force to give way, but what the omnipotent being did not expect, was that a creature of immeasurable power would interfere, and take him away. to an all-white hall.
His vision was bewildered, and looking slowly trying to locate the one who had interfered with his plans, he felt tense at what he saw.
It was a huge, four-legged, white-furred creature with golden hooves and a sort of golden ornament with green gems attached to its back. It was slightly Llama-like in his opinion, and Chaos could feel that the creature's latent power far surpassed his own, putting him on high alert.
Said creature looked at him annoyed, and with a disembodied voice, asked him.
"You dared to invade my domain from a foreign world. I've seen your memories, your homeland has been destroyed, by your indirect involvement, and now you think you can come into my world and do as you please? I am Arceus, the one who existed before everything, saw everything and created everything, including your extinct world. I won't allow a creature that thinks itself untouchable to do as it pleases, but I can't just destroy you, since your way of accessing my world made it recognize you as belonging to this plane of existence." As the creature called Arceus spoke, Chaos tried to use any of his powers to get out of where he was, only to no avail, apparently Arceus had done something to him, to prevent Chaos from leaving his domains.
Noticing Chaos' attempts, Arceus frowned and angrily asked the creature in front of him. "Your insolence knows no bounds from what I see. And while I cannot destroy you as an existing being, the same cannot be said of your soul. Since you wanted so much to go to another world to continue your path of destruction, nothing prevents me from doing the same, bringing someone willingly into my world. Sadly, said person has passed away, which means they don't have a physical body to use like yours. And Chaos, you simply became the perfect opportunity to continue with my plans. As punishment for your transgressions, I will destroy your soul, and your body will be the receptacle of the soul I will be bringing into my world." Said Arceus just to panic Chaos.
The white haired deity tried desperately to resist what Arceus was trying to do to him, only to find it all futile and with morbid resignation, his last thought before his existence was ended was something ironic, as he always was in life.
"Who knew I would die to an overdeveloped Llama, if I-No saw me now, she would laugh at me until the end of time" He thought sarcastically before being eliminated.
Arceus watched the body of the once Chaos fall to the ground lifeless. And the Pokémon god knew he needed to act fast. Bringing the soul of a boy who had passed away while using a strange machine that represented various things about his world, he observed his entire life and realized that the boy was someone who never had the opportunity to live like a teenager his age should.
He wasn't doing this just out of an act of kindness. Chaos' appearance, while unexpected, was a golden opportunity for Arceus to get more people to defend the world from him. He'd made a choice several years ago, and the boy had never let him down. The problem was that in the end, the boy was just one person, and as much as he had the blessing of the creator of everything, he was still just a human.
Arceus needed someone capable of facing the world head-on without having the frailty of an ordinary human, but with an honest mindset that wouldn't let him fall into greed for his own power, and that's where the boy's soul came in.
Pleased with his decision, Arceus carefully inserted the soul into the slumped body on the ground, and began synchronizing the mortal soul to the deity-containing body, making alterations to the body structure to fit the new soul's characteristics. Arceus couldn't change his body features drastically, so his entire body type remained, along with his messy white hair. But he couldn't throw the boy into his world looking so abnormal, so he started altering a few small things.
The once dark skin was now a pale white without any marks on his body. The black halo disappeared along with the horns on his head, leaving the boy looking like an ordinary human, well, a human at the peak of his physical form, but still a human.
The being of absolute power also knew that he needed to take precautions for the boy's safety. He was a human soul in a god's body, which meant immeasurable power without any knowledge of how to use it, which would be a danger to both him and the people around him. And with that, Arceus filtered out all knowledge of the now-deceased Chaos, and subconsciously placed it in the boy's mind. No memory of Chaos' life would be with him, and knowledge of him would be limited to his powers only, to avoid any personality issues.
Arceus took care to implement the knowledge of his abilities so that they would appear over time, as the boy discovered new abilities belonging to Chaos' body. His knowledge of his previous life would be retained, as there was no need to remove the boy's memories as he could never return to his home world.
Finishing all the changes, the boy began to move in his new body, slowly getting up.
Edward was confused. The last thing he remembered was a deep pain in his chest and everything had gone dark, only to wake up in an all white room.
Looking around in confusion, he soon spotted a huge creature that was quickly recognised.
For some crazy reason he was seeing Arceus! Yes, he had finally gone crazy as his mother had feared, all the sleepless hours and days playing Pokemon had led him to keep seeing Pokemon in his mind. Pinching himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, he felt pain and noticed he was shirtless, and his body was full of muscles that Edward knew for sure he didn't have before.
Looking at himself confused, he saw that he was wearing only a pair of frayed leather pants and was wearing a holster at his waist with two strange pistols, one on each side. Increasingly confused, he put his hands to his face only to feel like he was wearing glasses. Taking it off quickly, he saw that it was weird orange glasses with X-shaped lenses.
Starting to look curiously into the lens, he noticed the reflection of her face, and was startled again. He now had messy white hair that reached down to his shoulders, and a defined face, very different from his previous face, as Edward was known to be out of shape, having his round face with wide cheeks. But now he had a face that looked like it belonged on boys in sitcoms the kind that teenage girls loved to watch, and hell, was that white hair natural? He felt weird having hair like that, if anyone saw it Edward would quickly be the center of attention, which made him uncomfortable as it wasn't what he was used to experiencing.
Turning his attention to his glasses, he considered throwing them away, only to feel uncomfortable without them. Edward was seeing perfectly without his glasses, but unconsciously put them back on, feeling it was just right to wear them.
While the still confused boy was lost in his own world, Arceus had a slight smile on his face, happy for his job well done and relieved to have chosen a kind-hearted soul to take on the great burden the Pokémon god would hand over to the boy.
Deciding they had wasted enough time, the omnipresent entity caught the reincarnated boy's attention.
"Edward Schweinorg, you must be confused about what happened to you. I'll be blunt, you died in your room. As for why you are in my presence, let's just say that a chain of events led to an opportunity for you to live again. I must warn you that you will be going to the world I rule, not your original world. This new body has powers unimaginable to ordinary people, I don't believe you can be considered more human, although your soul is definitely human, your body has divinity in it, which leads you to have the capabilities of a god while still maintaining the mentality. of a man. I hope you never fall into the preeminent ambitions of your new force. I expect great things from you." Finished Arceus while not giving the boy a chance to say something,
Edward looked startled by the information. Was he reborn? He had the powers of a god and now Arceus of all beings expected great things from him? What kind of crazy dream was he having?
As if he could read her mind, Arceus gave a small laugh that caught Edward's attention. "Boy, I assure you it is not a dream you are witnessing, when the time comes, we will talk again, in the meantime, enjoy your new life and never fall into the dark path, may the light always be by your side. Good luck." And with those words, Edward felt an overwhelming force push him towards the portal, making him disappear from the room.
Arceus watched the place where the boy once was and sent a telepathic message to his children, as he needed to notify everyone about the existence of a new chosen one.
After all, Arceus couldn't let Dialga and Palkia try to eliminate Edward from existence believing he was an anomaly. He might be petty, but Arceus went through a lot of trouble bringing the boy into his world, and he would do his best to avoid misunderstandings.
It was a celebratory mood for a certain group of friends after one of them finally managed to win the Kanto Frontier Battle challenge. After several challenges he had finally managed to reach his goal, which officially marked the end of goals for the group in Kanto.
A young woman with shoulder-length brown hair falling in two strands on the sides of her face was wearing a red bandana with a Poké Ball on it, while wearing a tight red shirt that hugged her body, along with a yellow fanny pack around her waist, wearing thigh-length blue leggings, with a white skirt over the top and ending with a pair of red sneakers and short black socks, she looked with a mixture of happiness and sadness at her longtime friends. For her it seemed like yesterday when she met the boy with his Pikachu on his shoulder and decided to accompany him through his home region of Hoenn.
What started as an opportunity for the girl to travel the world quickly turned into an adventure where she can make a lot of friends and a few enemies unfortunately, but for her, every second was worth it. She greatly admired the boy who was the center of attention at the moment, because if it wasn't for him, she would certainly never have been a coordinator, he was her friend and mentor, which she would always keep fondly in her mind.
But she didn't know how she was going to communicate to everyone her decision to go their separate ways on her next adventure. She was grateful to Ash for all he'd done for her, but after a few conversations with her longtime rival, a guy from LaRousse named Drew, she'd come to the conclusion that it would be more fruitful to travel with coordinators like her than with a trainer. It might seem ungrateful, but it was something May felt was necessary to jumpstart her career, she couldn't stay forever in her mentor's shadow, and after seeing him win the Battle of the Frontier, her determination to win a Ribbon Cup was even greater. .
She wanted to do this not just for herself, but so she could show Ash that she hadn't been a waste of time, and that the girl he'd helped shape as a coordinator would be a winner. There was also the fact that she had a little crush on the green haired boy, after all, he was the first one who complimented her on her looks and always gave her roses, and as much as she liked tulips, it was the gesture that counted. It annoyed her that Drew seemed like a womanizer who would do to any girl he saw what he did to her, but that wasn't the top priority in her mind. As much as she had a crush on the boy, her priority at the moment was her career as a coordinator, matters of the heart could be left for a later date.
His younger brother already knew of his decision, and as he would be 10 years old soon, he would also have to return to Petalburg anyway, as he wanted to start his journey as soon as he was old enough, which made the group's separation inevitable. .
Another older boy was also part of the group, and he was someone that May saw as an older brother, his name was Brock and he was a first-rate Pokémon breeder and cook. She was initially afraid to travel with someone older, but soon her fears proved useless as she got to know the boy better. Brock was someone with a huge heart, and aside from the fact that he was a brazen womanizer, he was a good friend that she would miss.
Deciding it was the ideal time, she decided to communicate her decision.
"Ash, Brock, I have something I'd like to share with you." She said while holding both of her hands nervously. Max, her brother, knew what it was about and was also looking forward to seeing the direction of the conversation. The two boys she'd called attention to looked at her, waiting for May to continue, and so she did.
"Since I started traveling with you guys, I've been to a lot of cool places, and I've had amazing experiences. Ash, if it weren't for you, I would never be the coordinator I am today, and I deeply appreciate everything you've done for me. Know that you will always be a mentor and friend to me, and I hope you never forget that." She said affectionately to the messy haired boy, who smiled at the girl.
May looked at Brock who was staring at her with a slight smile on her face, and returning with a smile of her own, she spoke to the Pokémon creator. "Brock, you're like a brother to me. I learned so much about taking care of Pokémon from you, and I even learned a thing or two about cooking, I was a naive in the kitchen and now I can cook some food without burning everything. I couldn't help but thank you for always being there for me, my brother and for Ash too, know that I will always be grateful for that." she said, seeing Brock still smiling at her.
May took a deep breath, knowing she couldn't put off the inevitable any longer. "I have a dream, to be a Top Coordinator, and for that, I always need to try to evolve. So I would like to say that Max and I will not be traveling with you on a new journey. I will compete in the Johto Coordination circuit, where my rivals will also go, and Max is almost 10 years old, being at the age of getting his coaching license, so he will not travel with you, as he intends to start in Hoenn just like I did." She said taking a weight off her chest, her brother looked at her grateful for not having to say that he wouldn't travel either, her sister always had an easier time with these types of subjects than he did.
Ash and Brock looked surprised at their friend's statement. Ash watched May evolve from a person who was afraid of Pokémon, to one of the best coordinators in her region, while Max had become something of a brother to him, seeing a lot of himself in the boy who was about to follow his dream of going on a journey. pokemon journey. The boy was sad not to continue with his friends, but he knew it was a decision they needed to make for themselves and it would be something Ash would always respect. And it wasn't goodbye either, but a see you later. Nothing prevented them from seeing each other in the future.
Brock was looking proudly at the sibling duo. Making that decision showed the maturity of both of them, and while he was wary of traveling without having those two he cherished so close to him, it was something Brock would always respect. If May thought she needed to go on a solo journey, it was her right. And if Max wanted to start his journey, it wouldn't be Brock who would stop him, it was the boy's dream and he would always support whatever the two brothers decided to do.
The rest of the afternoon was filled with lighthearted conversation, and seeing that the mood hadn't turned bad among her friends, May was relieved by the boys' understanding. She would miss them, but her dream came first, it was time for the Princess of Hoenn to go on her new journey.
It was decided that the group would go to Terracotta, where they would split up. May and Max would take a ferry to Hoenn, while Ash and Brock would head to their hometowns. And as they traveled, they tried to enjoy every moment they were together, as they didn't know when it would happen again.
When they arrived in Terracotta, it was already night, so they went to the Pokémon Center and spent the night there.
Unknown to them, they were being followed by a group of malicious people. It was a uniformed group, dressed in blue and wearing military gear, and they were prepared for combat, not Pokémon combat, but the kind of combat that put lives on the line.
Team Aqua's plans had been destroyed by those brats, and it would be years before they were able to attempt a new onslaught, which was no longer so sure to be successful. Therefore, both they and Team Magma would disband, it made no sense to remain a paramilitary organization without a concrete goal in mind.
But the feeling of revenge hovered over them, and they couldn't just give up before paying the little brats with interest for all the misfortune generated in the past. They would get revenge, and make sure it was permanent this time. None of them would live to get in anyone's way again, they would make sure of it.
A burly man with short green hair, wearing only frayed black pants suspended by a chain used as a belt. He had another smaller chain around his neck and a communicator on the left side of his face.
His name was Matt, one of the leaders of Team Aqua, and the last one still alive after his downfall. He was with what was left of members willing to go on his latest endeavor, and while they weren't the elites of what was once one of the largest paramilitary organizations in the world, it should still be more than enough to put an end to the group of troubled kids. .
He watched his soldiers preparing their weapons. They were going to war, no playing Pokémon trainer like before, that was the mistake that doomed them. They should have dealt with the children as they would with any opponent, but they preferred to play with them and the consequences were dire. They had been preparing for months for this moment, and they were going to put an end to it once and for all.
Assault rifles, bulletproof vests, explosives, military vehicles, they were more than ready, and Matt gave one last briefing before starting his final endeavor.
"Men, it is today that our revenge will take place. That group of busybodies got in our way for the last time. We're going to show him the hell that happens to whoever stands in front of Team Aqua, I know after that our group will be disbanded, but we're going to end it with a bang. For all those who have fallen, and for the dreams that will not come true, we will get these little brats out of our world permanently!" Matt said fervently as his men shouted in encouragement.
Soon everyone started to get into the vehicles and headed towards Terracotta to intercept the group before they took the ferry to Hoenn.
It was time for the final retribution.
Edward woke up in a bush while blinking slowly looking around, trying to locate himself. It was night and he wanted to get his bearings, so he got up and started walking around the city, attracting curious glances from everyone who saw him.
After all, it wasn't every day you saw a boy with the body of a bodybuilder walking around shirtless at night.
Edward was getting uncomfortable with everyone looking at him like that, and he couldn't help but fiddle with his glasses in nervousness. He feared that would happen, if even he wasn't used to his new appearance, how could he blame other people for being surprised? It was still a shock to him to think that he died only to be reincarnated in the Pokémon world of all things. It sounded like a crazy story, but slowly he fell into resignation.
It was reality and he would have to dance to the music.
Walking aimlessly, he completely randomly ended up in front of a huge complex, which had a sign saying - Pokémon Terracotta Stadium - which gave at least the name of the city in which it was.
Edward knew the town as it was exclusive to the anime and marked the end of the Ruby and Sapphire animated series. He wondered if he would meet some characters from the anime or games during his trip, after all if he was in the Pokémon world, then the people native to this world should come in the package.
It was uncomfortable walking barefoot, but apparently Arceus didn't see the point in giving this new body shoes of his, and speaking of body, he felt as if he had injected caffeine into his vein, as he didn't feel tired and looked like he could run a marathon. without getting tired. Putting his hands on his holster, he felt memories flooding his mind.
His right holstered weapon was called the Crescent Moon. It was a black revolver with Protestant crosses on the sides of the grip. The cylinder containing the 6 ammunition that the weapon had as a capacity was located very close to the barrel of the weapon. It was one of the 5 celestial weapons whose ammunition was able to pierce any armor.
In his right holster was a replica of the Crescent Moon, this one made by mundane means and with no special capabilities, it was a common weapon. Edward didn't understand why he would need weapons in the Pokémon world, but for some unknown reason, he felt like weapons were a part of who he was, and he wouldn't part with them for anything. Deciding it would be a bad idea to draw weapons in the middle of a city, he wandered aimlessly again, looking for a place to ask for information.
Everything was quiet until the moment he heard a strong explosion, coming from a white building with a Poké Ball on the sign. It was a Pokémon center and Edward saw in the distance a group of armed people around the place, opening fire and shooting at the building.
The boy was scared, this wasn't something he remembered existing in the games and anime, but coming to think of it, if he were to treat this world as a reality, it wouldn't be impossible for armed criminals to exist.
His reverie stopped when he felt something hit him, looking slowly down, he saw a bullet hole in his chest, and strangely Edward didn't feel any pain, although blood was running down his chest. Looking at the source of the shot, he saw one of the criminals with a Rifle pointed towards him.
The boy felt an inexplicable hatred eating away at his body. Did that thug just shoot him? For what reason, he did nothing. How dare he! He will pay, everyone will pay, nobody attacks him and gets away with it.
With a newfound hatred, he advanced at speeds impossible for the average human, and the thug who attacked was startled firing shots from his gun, trying to hit that freak in human body, but to no avail.
When least expected, Edward was standing in front of the criminal with the replica of Crescent Moon pointed at his face. "W…what the hell are you?" Said the man shaking with fear, while some of the other members of his team noticed the presence of the white haired stranger, looking cautiously at what would happen.
Edward looked with clear dislike at all criminals, especially the one who had shot him, and with a cynical smile, cocked his head to the side and spoke to his newfound source of anger.
"Skip the explanation and let's just have fun" He said, then shot between the eyes of his attacker, killing him immediately.
The downed criminal's companions quickly turned their focus to the stranger who was armed and pandemonium broke out in the streets of Terracotta.
May was glad that after so long, she had the opportunity to sleep in a comfortable bed. Traveling around two regions had made her enjoy the little things in life, and having a cozy bed to use certainly fit that.
She had just gotten out of her shower and was getting ready for bed. She was with her brother in one room while Ash and Brock were in the next room, they would go to bed early as they were going to participate in the town's unofficial Pokémon contest, which May discovered as soon as she entered the Pokémon center, seeing a huge poster announcing the event. .
Ash was also going to participate and that excited her. Her journey with her friends would end with her mentor competing with her in a contest, which excited her greatly. It was the perfect way to end this chapter in her life, and she was going to show Ash everything she'd learned from him during these two years.
Smiling at the thought of how the next day's tournament would go, she was getting ready for bed. May wore a thin pink shirt and shorts of the same color, being without her bandana and letting her hair fall to her shoulders, it was the most comfortable outfit she had to sleep in, and she would enjoy wearing it while she had a good place to rest. Normally while camping she always slept in the clothes she wore during the day and that was horrible, as on hot days it meant sleeping with sweat on her body, and for a girl it was a huge blow to her pride, especially when she woke up with a slight sour stench of sweat on clothes.
Coming out of her reverie, she was about to lie down when the building shook with a loud explosion, waking her brother up and they both looked around in panic.
May quickly looked out the window trying to identify what had happened, only to be startled when the glass shattered, with gunshots being sent her way. She fell off the bed while shaking in shock. She had almost died without even understanding why. Her brother was no better off, shaking with fear as he crouched over towards his sister.
"May, what's going on? I'm scared, let's get out of here." Max said hugging his sister, who had knelt beside her and tried to comfort him.
"I don't know Max, but we need to get out of here carefully, let's go down the hall and try to find Ash and Brock." She told them both to go crouching towards the door, because the room was still being shot.
Arriving in the hallway, the duo saw several guests running in panic in all directions, while listening to screams of pain from the lower floors. When she heard gunshots being fired from inside the building, her heart clenched in fear and she began to hyperventilate. Her brother was panicking seeing his sister in this state, and they were both snapped out of their shock by being dragged into the next room.
Panicked at the tormented state she was in, May struggled until she was dragged into the room while holding her brother, looking back in fear, she was relieved to see Brock crouched beside them and looking for any injuries.
May hadn't realized it, but the shards of glass had bruised her right cheek, making a cut that wasn't too deep, but it was enough to make blood run down her face.
His older friend was worried about his two younger friends, while Ash cautiously approached.
Brock knew he didn't have time to give his friend medical treatment as it wasn't serious, and at any moment they could be fighting for their lives. It was a new and terrifying situation for the Pokémon creator. He's been through a lot of trouble along his journey, but he's never had people deliberately try to kill him and that unnerved him.
Ash wasn't doing much better, fearing for his friends' safety as he considered using his Pokémon, only to give up on the idea. As much as they had unique abilities, if they were shot they could still get hurt a lot, or worse, die, and as a trainer he wouldn't allow any of his Pokémon to get hurt unnecessarily. He turned to Pikachu and showed him the Electric Rat Poké Ball, much to the chagrin of his most loyal Pokémon.
"Friend, I know you don't like being in the Poké Ball, but this situation is unlike anything we've been through, it's very dangerous and you can get hurt." Ash said with concern.
Pikachu protested emphatically. "Pika! Pi Picachu!" He said, trying to show his trainer that he wouldn't leave him unprotected.
Ash knew his Pokémon would feel bad, but he had no choice, he hugged his friend to the Electric Pokémon's surprise, only to sneakily send Pikachu back into his Poké Ball.
This caused amazement in everyone in the room, as they had never seen Ash put Pikachu in a Poké Ball in all these years, but they understood that the situation was not normal and they couldn't judge their friend for wanting to ensure the safety of their Pokémon.
As the gunfire began to subside, the group thought they might be safe, only for a loud explosion to occur on the floor they were on, and screams of desperation echoed as shots ran wild down the hallway.
Matt could taste his revenge as he advanced floor after floor of the Pokémon Center. The brats were here, they confirmed this by accessing the reception computer after finishing off Nurse Joy present at the scene. They were staying on the top floor, so his team just needed to move forward and eliminate any witnesses and everything would be going according to plan.
He was told that armed opposition had arisen abroad, but it was something he had expected. What surprised him was the fact that his men called the opposition "a white-haired devil" which confused him greatly, and he was getting worried when he was informed that his team abroad was being slaughtered too fast.
He growled and punched the wall, leaving a mark on the spot. Even at crucial moments when incompetent people got in the way of their plans, they had to hurry or they would lose their only opportunity for revenge.
"Alpha team, place the explosives on the side wall of the top floor, barricade the access door so we'll have to make our own entrance." he said with finality.
His team quickly did as ordered and after arming the C-4, everyone ran away, and 10 seconds later, a loud explosion occurred. A layer of white dust appeared, making visibility poor, but Team Aqua's soldiers ignored this and advanced along with their commander, entering the corridor and firing shots at the people in the place. The order was without witnesses, so anyone at the scene was marked for death.
They entered room after room in search of the group of boys, killing anyone in each one, and this continued until the moment they reached the last room, they could hear crying noises on the other side, and Matt had a devilish grin on his face. his face. Finally the time for retribution had come, he would gladly make the last moments of these busybodies the most terrifying of their pathetic lives.
Just as he was about to break down the door, he heard a gunshot that hit the soldier beside him right between the eyes.
Everyone's attention turned to a white-haired boy without a shirt, with bullet holes all over his chest as he bled profusely, but without showing any signs of fatigue from his wounds.
The boy started to clap his hands ironically as he looked at what was left of the group of bastards that had attacked him, and with a cynical smile, looked at the larger one, who appeared to be the leader.
"You could tear this city down for what I care, but shoot me? This is a mistake you will not have the opportunity to make." He took out his two revolvers and began turning them between his fingers, until he held both weapons in reverse grip.
"Let's see if you knock as much as you talk, let's dance." he said as he advanced against his enemies.
Everyone opened fire on Edward, who was trying to dodge everything, but as the corridor was narrow, he was being shot several times, which irritated him. Though he didn't feel pain, he didn't want to turn to Swiss cheese, and the thought of it gave him one more memory, that of a move that would come in handy.
Turning the pistols again, a blue rune circle appeared in front of him, holding all the ammunition fired at him still in the air, shocking all his attackers, who stopped the firing on the orders of their commander.
Edward watched with a devilish grin as the ammunition turned on the attackers and began to spin rapidly.
"You dropped these ammo, as I am a good boy, I will return it. Jackpot!" Saying this, he made a shot with his two revolvers, which caused the blue rune circle to disappear and all the shots fired by his enemies flew back at them, fatally wounding everyone except the burly man, who although badly wounded, was still alive.
Matt was in shock, his plan was so close to coming to fruition, and out of nowhere this boy-shaped freak appears killing all his men as if they were nothing. What kind of monster was this that survived so many shots and didn't seem to feel anything?
His thoughts stopped when he saw the boy approaching slowly, while twirling his revolvers playfully. Matt dragged himself to the end of the hall and leaned against the wall, and seeing that he could be close to his end, he pulled out a pistol in an act of desperation and began shooting repeatedly at Edward, hitting all the shots and making the boy's blood fly. while the sickening sound of meat being ground echoed down the hall.
Without either of them noticing, a group of four teenagers looked in horror at what was happening.
May was in a panic when she heard the explosion on the floor they were on, and it all got worse when she heard the screams and the attackers invading the rooms. They were without a place to run against several armed people who were shooting anyone who came along.
She trembled with fear and started to think about her parents, she wanted so much to be at home watching a show with her mother, or helping her father feed his Pokémon, she even missed fighting with Max at home, she wanted to do all that, least to be in the place where she was at this moment.
His friends and brother were also in shock, after all, it was the first time they had witnessed such violence and it unnerved them.
And then despair began to sink in her soul, she had given up hope that they would make it out alive, when they heard several gunshots and men shouting next to the door of the room where the group was sheltering, with someone trying to give orders only to the sound of bodies falling to the floor echoed down the hallway and only footsteps stepping on something wet echoed, making May feel morbidly curious. She headed for the door with the intention of opening it, and before Brock or Ash could stop her, May opened the door and soon her friends ran to her side, only to be shocked by what they saw.
A white haired boy, a little taller than Ash, was walking slowly towards a strong man she soon recognized as Matt, one of Team Aqua's leaders. So they were the ones attacking them, now at least it made some sense, because they had motives, however wrong they were, they still did it for a reason and not randomness like some crazy person.
She brought her hands up to her mouth in horror when Matt pulled out a gun and started shooting at the boy, who kept walking as if nothing was happening despite taking several shots in successive rounds.
Soon he arrived in front of Matt as he squeezed the trigger of his gun, only to hear the click noise characteristic of an unloaded gun.
"What the hell are you you monster?! Who sent you to kill me? Answer me damn!" Matt said frustrated that everything was going wrong, but trying to maintain his dignity even in his final moments.
The boy looked Matt straight in the eye and said a sentence that made everyone's spines freeze.
"You are very arrogant thinking that everything revolves around you. You… You are not the reason I exist, not yet." Edward said, and without another word, he shot Matt in the head, ending his misery.
After finishing Matt, Edward's mind went out of automatic mode and he went into shock at what he'd done. What the fuck was going on? He had just killed over 30 people, and was he okay with that? He was getting scared. And why didn't he feel pain from the wounds he suffered? Everything is very confusing and he was going crazy.
Turning around still in shock and holstering his weapons, Edward headed in the opposite direction down the hall, only to be frozen in shock by what he was seeing.
Why the hell was he seeing Ash, May, Brock and Max looking at him in shock?
May can look into the face of the one who stopped this horror. He had a little messy shoulder-length white hair, added to a perfect face without any blemishes, wore strange orange glasses with X-shaped lenses, and was shirtless, wearing only worn black leather pants and a holster to store your two guns.
She looked at his shirtless torso and was shocked to see at least 12 gunshot marks as blood flowed out, she let out a scream in horror at the sight of the wounds, and started to stare in disbelief as the boy's used ammunition began to leak. being expelled through the holes, falling to the ground, only for the wounds to begin to close of their own accord.
This went against everything known about human anatomy, and Brock was pretty sure that not even the vast majority of Pokémon had such regenerative capabilities.
She saw the boy look at them in shock, only to see him running down the hall, making the four teenagers run after their strange savior without wanting to lose sight of him.
Quickly everyone arrived at the exit of the Pokémon center, and what they saw was a war scenario. Cars were on fire while gunshots were everywhere. The bodies of the criminals were on the floor. May covered her younger brother's eyes as she gulped in her shock at seeing this horrible scene.
Soon they spotted their nameless savior, who was standing by the side of the road. Edward thought about the turn of events that had happened, he just went into a way of thinking that didn't belong to him, the boy felt almost like he was someone else fighting, because he sure didn't know how to make the moves he performed minutes ago.
He met the protagonists of the Pokémon anime and they saw that bloodbath, which would surely mark the psyches of all of them forever. Edward was wondering if it was better to run away or at least try to help that group to be in a safe place, because obviously the target of those crazy people was them.
As he thought of ways to get around, a memory emerged revealing how to summon the XAM-XX-MAX, the red convertible he'd loved even though it was the first time he'd seen it.
Raising his left hand in the air, he snapped his fingers and a large red convertible vintage car appeared, it had four electric batteries in the back, plugged into four sockets. Edward quickly climbed into the driver's seat and looked at the 4 boys.
"Are you going to stand there waiting for more of them to come back or are you coming with me?" He said looking without wanting to show much interest.
They all slowly approached the car and settled down. May sat in the front and Brock with Ash sat in the back. The trip to Hoenn had been postponed, as it was too dangerous for them to stay in terracotta for even one more day, with the risk of being attacked again.
"Hey, do any of you know a place to stay until the dust settles, a safe place to stay for a while?" Edward asked the 4, and then Ash spoke up.
"My house in Pallet is not far from terracotta, I can point the way as you drive." Ash said, Edward nodded and set off, driving at high speed but still keeping the car steady.
The overnight trip took its toll on 3 of the four friends, with Brock, Ash and Max succumbing to sleep and sleeping. May was also sleepy, but she was even more curious to know something about who saved them, she also wanted to find ways to try to forget what she saw on that horrible night, as she was afraid to dream about unpleasant things after going through so much mental stress. .
Looking shyly at the white haired boy, she caught his eye. "Hey, uh…sir, thanks for saving us, I don't know what would become of us if you didn't show up. My name is May Maple, I'm 13 years old, nice to meet you." she said a little more excitedly at the end of the sentence.
Edward was surprised by May initiating the conversation, and his shyness took over. What would he say? Even more with a girl, no one ever gave him the time of day, oh how he wanted to be with his Nintendo playing anything but Pokémon. He tried to introduce himself unconsciously, memories of how to handle the situation surfaced.
He looked at May and slightly lowered his glasses with his left index finger, while smiling slightly at the girl, who started to blush at the sight of the handsome shirtless boy in front of her acting like this.
Oblivious to the effect he was having on the girl, Edward introduced himself. "My name is Edward Schweinorg, I am 15 years old Miss Maple, it is a pleasure to meet you, about the help, I was just at the right time and at the right time, I hope nothing like that happens to you again in your lives." He finished with a slight smile at May, who still blushing smiled faintly at Edward.
She thought he was quite handsome and that was no surprise, his looks were model-worthy, and the fact that he'd saved her was a bonus to her newfound appreciation for the boy. She was scared of what he'd done, but she couldn't feel remorse. Those bastards deserved that and more for the lives they took.
Tiredness began to claim her consciousness, and unable to stay awake, May slept, her head going to snuggle into Edward's shoulder. The poor boy clumsy with social interactions was on his mind a mile a minute as he thought of ways to avoid doing something wrong.
Calming down, Edward concentrated on the road as he drove the car with yet another skill he didn't have, after all he'd never driven before. They were heading to Pallet, Ash's hometown, and from what he could remember, May and Max were supposed to have gone to Hoenn after the Terracotta contest according to the anime, and he worried about the implications of the changes.
It would take a long time to adjust, but all Edward could do at the moment was play along with the current, wait for everything to fall into line and then start steering his ambitions in the right direction.