DISCLAIMER: The usual garbage, I don't own Pokemon though I wish I did, yada yada yada...
A/N: I am sooo sorry I haven't updated this since April, but I have been really busy with school lately, so here it is, chapter 5!
Ash almost didn't wake up the morning he had to leave for the League. He wasn't sick or anything...he just slept in.
"Keeping up the old sleep-in tradition, huh Mr. Ketchum?" Misty teased as Ash ran downstairs, hat on crookedly, one arm through vest, shoelaces untied, and through all that he was doing up his jeans.
"C'mon guys, we gotta get going! I'm gonna be late!" Ash whined, fixing up the rest of his outfit and ignoring Misty's remarks.
Delia Ketchum took her son by his shoulders and walked him over to the dining table. "You aren't going anywhere until you have something to eat! We didn't really celebrate your birthday, and now we're going to! Happy Birthday, sweetie!" Delia exclaimed as she planted a kiss on his cheek.
Ash sighed, not caring if it was his 15th birthday. It meant nothing to him, except that he had been training Pokemon for five years to the day. "But Mom, I'll be late! I don't want food!"
Misty and Brock gasped at the same time. "I never thought I would hear that from Ash..." Misty muttered, and grinned at Brock.
Ash had little time to make a comeback, because he was forcing scrambled eggs down his throat.
Half an hour later they were on the road, admist calls from Delia for Ash to change his underwear every day.
"When is she gonna get over that?" he muttered, still embarassed whenever she said it when he was with Misty.
"She's just looking out for you" Brock assured him. He'd much rather hear it than Ash would, probably because his mother died about five years ago.
Misty smiled, thinking about what different backgrounds they had all come from, yet how connected they all were. When Brock had temporarily left, it felt like something had been missing, even with Tracey there.
A cellphone ring was heard, and all three friends jumped. They all had cellphones, it was practically compulsory for trainers to now.
"Hello?" they all asked into their cells. But Ash was the only one who got a reply.
"Um...is this Ash Ketchum?" a timid female voice on the other line asked.
Ash frowned. "Yes, don't you know who you're calling or something?" he asked, shrugging at Misty and Brock's confused stares.
"Don't get snappy with me!" the voice said, contridicting her own words. Ash was taken aback, but he held on the line. "I have some important information for you. Where are you?"
"Why do you care?" Ash asked.
"Because, this could affect your entire future! I need to see you!" The voice was desperate now, and Ash knew it was serious.
"Okay, but I want to know who you are first" Ash inquired.
The voice sighed. "My name is Ashley Casam, I live in Beverly Hills."
"Casam, Casam...where have I heard that name before..." Ash wondered.
"OH MY GOD!" Misty screamed and grabbed the phone off Ash, much to his surprise. "Is this Olivia Casam? I love your work, you were in my favourite movie of all time, I LOVE you!" she squealed.
All was quiet on the other end. "Uh, no...this is her daughter, Ashley. But surely you've heard of me..."
Misty handed the phone back to Ash. "Don't care, it's not her." Ashley scowled on the other end after hearing the remark, but for once in her life shrugged it off.
"What do you want with me?" Ash asked.
"I have some information about your family that concerns you. And me. And your father."
Ash's eyes widened at the last sentance. His father? What did she have to do with his father who had abandoned them so long ago?
"Do you know where my father is or something?" Ash asked.
"No, not exactly...look, I'll explain as soon as I see you. Please, you must tell me, where are you?" she asked again.
Ash sighed. "I'm on my way to Indigo League, approaching Victory Road. I'm a long way from you" he explained.
Ashley gasped. "Victory Road? You a Pokemon trainer or something?"
"Duh, of course I am" Ash rolled his eyes.
"Gross, Pokemon are disgusting, crawly things...okay, I'll fly out to the Pokemon League tonight if I can, I'll be there as soon as possible. I need to speak with you about something very serious, okay? But don't worry about it, no one's died or anything. Bye." And with that the mysterious call ended, and left Ash's mind boggled.
"So, what did Olivia Casam's daughter want with you?" Misty asked.
Ash sighed. "I'm not sure. She's flying out tonight to see me" he explained, and Misty went pale. She was not having some little rich girl steal Ash, no siree Bob.
"Olivia Casam is reeeally pretty..." Brock droned, making Ash and Misty wince.
"Isn't she a bit old for you?" Misty asked.
Brock sighed. "She's too married, that's for sure."
Ash was quiet for most of the trip to the League. He was pondering the same thing over and over: what did this Ashley chick know about his father? And how did she know? How did she even get Ash's number?
All his thoughts were immeditaly taken over by excitement when they finally emerged from the cave, looking straight out towards the Pokemon League Village.
"We're here! Woo-hoo!" Ash yelled, running towards the registration centre.
"Welcome to the Pokemon League. I'm Angela, how can I help you?" a sweet looking girl asked Ash upon his loud and ecstatic arrival.
"I'm registering. I need a temporary house with enough beds for three..."
"Pika Pika." Pikachu tugged at Ash's jeans and he laughed.
"Better make that four beds. And I wanna battle. Here's my Pokedex, please tell me nothing's wrong with it..." Ash begged.
Angela smiled, noticing Brock's fixed gaze on her. "Nope, you're perfectly clean to enter. You'll be battling in two days, on the rock field. You know how the system works, right? You've been here before" Angela said.
Ash raised an eyebrow. "How did you know that?"
"It's recorded on the League database. You lost to Richie Amerson four or so years ago at the main stadium. Got in the top sixteen. Not bad for a League rookie, but better luck this time, huh?" Angela smiled.
"It will be better luck this time. Right Pikachu?" Ash asked his best friend as it jumped on top of his hat.
"Pi, Pikachu!" it exclaimed, as confident as its trainer. But Ash also knew that by then, this Ashley girl would be here, and could probably tell him something he didn't want to hear.
He didn't focus on that now though. He walked - more likely, sprinted - to the house they were given and set his mind on winning.
A/N: Phew, more to come tonight, I'm posting them all on this night, being the 28th of June. So I will look out for your reviews tomorrow, hehe!
A/N: I am sooo sorry I haven't updated this since April, but I have been really busy with school lately, so here it is, chapter 5!
Ash almost didn't wake up the morning he had to leave for the League. He wasn't sick or anything...he just slept in.
"Keeping up the old sleep-in tradition, huh Mr. Ketchum?" Misty teased as Ash ran downstairs, hat on crookedly, one arm through vest, shoelaces untied, and through all that he was doing up his jeans.
"C'mon guys, we gotta get going! I'm gonna be late!" Ash whined, fixing up the rest of his outfit and ignoring Misty's remarks.
Delia Ketchum took her son by his shoulders and walked him over to the dining table. "You aren't going anywhere until you have something to eat! We didn't really celebrate your birthday, and now we're going to! Happy Birthday, sweetie!" Delia exclaimed as she planted a kiss on his cheek.
Ash sighed, not caring if it was his 15th birthday. It meant nothing to him, except that he had been training Pokemon for five years to the day. "But Mom, I'll be late! I don't want food!"
Misty and Brock gasped at the same time. "I never thought I would hear that from Ash..." Misty muttered, and grinned at Brock.
Ash had little time to make a comeback, because he was forcing scrambled eggs down his throat.
Half an hour later they were on the road, admist calls from Delia for Ash to change his underwear every day.
"When is she gonna get over that?" he muttered, still embarassed whenever she said it when he was with Misty.
"She's just looking out for you" Brock assured him. He'd much rather hear it than Ash would, probably because his mother died about five years ago.
Misty smiled, thinking about what different backgrounds they had all come from, yet how connected they all were. When Brock had temporarily left, it felt like something had been missing, even with Tracey there.
A cellphone ring was heard, and all three friends jumped. They all had cellphones, it was practically compulsory for trainers to now.
"Hello?" they all asked into their cells. But Ash was the only one who got a reply.
"Um...is this Ash Ketchum?" a timid female voice on the other line asked.
Ash frowned. "Yes, don't you know who you're calling or something?" he asked, shrugging at Misty and Brock's confused stares.
"Don't get snappy with me!" the voice said, contridicting her own words. Ash was taken aback, but he held on the line. "I have some important information for you. Where are you?"
"Why do you care?" Ash asked.
"Because, this could affect your entire future! I need to see you!" The voice was desperate now, and Ash knew it was serious.
"Okay, but I want to know who you are first" Ash inquired.
The voice sighed. "My name is Ashley Casam, I live in Beverly Hills."
"Casam, Casam...where have I heard that name before..." Ash wondered.
"OH MY GOD!" Misty screamed and grabbed the phone off Ash, much to his surprise. "Is this Olivia Casam? I love your work, you were in my favourite movie of all time, I LOVE you!" she squealed.
All was quiet on the other end. "Uh, no...this is her daughter, Ashley. But surely you've heard of me..."
Misty handed the phone back to Ash. "Don't care, it's not her." Ashley scowled on the other end after hearing the remark, but for once in her life shrugged it off.
"What do you want with me?" Ash asked.
"I have some information about your family that concerns you. And me. And your father."
Ash's eyes widened at the last sentance. His father? What did she have to do with his father who had abandoned them so long ago?
"Do you know where my father is or something?" Ash asked.
"No, not exactly...look, I'll explain as soon as I see you. Please, you must tell me, where are you?" she asked again.
Ash sighed. "I'm on my way to Indigo League, approaching Victory Road. I'm a long way from you" he explained.
Ashley gasped. "Victory Road? You a Pokemon trainer or something?"
"Duh, of course I am" Ash rolled his eyes.
"Gross, Pokemon are disgusting, crawly things...okay, I'll fly out to the Pokemon League tonight if I can, I'll be there as soon as possible. I need to speak with you about something very serious, okay? But don't worry about it, no one's died or anything. Bye." And with that the mysterious call ended, and left Ash's mind boggled.
"So, what did Olivia Casam's daughter want with you?" Misty asked.
Ash sighed. "I'm not sure. She's flying out tonight to see me" he explained, and Misty went pale. She was not having some little rich girl steal Ash, no siree Bob.
"Olivia Casam is reeeally pretty..." Brock droned, making Ash and Misty wince.
"Isn't she a bit old for you?" Misty asked.
Brock sighed. "She's too married, that's for sure."
Ash was quiet for most of the trip to the League. He was pondering the same thing over and over: what did this Ashley chick know about his father? And how did she know? How did she even get Ash's number?
All his thoughts were immeditaly taken over by excitement when they finally emerged from the cave, looking straight out towards the Pokemon League Village.
"We're here! Woo-hoo!" Ash yelled, running towards the registration centre.
"Welcome to the Pokemon League. I'm Angela, how can I help you?" a sweet looking girl asked Ash upon his loud and ecstatic arrival.
"I'm registering. I need a temporary house with enough beds for three..."
"Pika Pika." Pikachu tugged at Ash's jeans and he laughed.
"Better make that four beds. And I wanna battle. Here's my Pokedex, please tell me nothing's wrong with it..." Ash begged.
Angela smiled, noticing Brock's fixed gaze on her. "Nope, you're perfectly clean to enter. You'll be battling in two days, on the rock field. You know how the system works, right? You've been here before" Angela said.
Ash raised an eyebrow. "How did you know that?"
"It's recorded on the League database. You lost to Richie Amerson four or so years ago at the main stadium. Got in the top sixteen. Not bad for a League rookie, but better luck this time, huh?" Angela smiled.
"It will be better luck this time. Right Pikachu?" Ash asked his best friend as it jumped on top of his hat.
"Pi, Pikachu!" it exclaimed, as confident as its trainer. But Ash also knew that by then, this Ashley girl would be here, and could probably tell him something he didn't want to hear.
He didn't focus on that now though. He walked - more likely, sprinted - to the house they were given and set his mind on winning.
A/N: Phew, more to come tonight, I'm posting them all on this night, being the 28th of June. So I will look out for your reviews tomorrow, hehe!