Pokemon In Neo Saffron
Ch.3- The Ash Ketchum Reunion
The sound of birds Pokemon chirped peacefully in the small forest up this mountain. They flew through the clouds with freedom, and wings of peace in the air. They flew freely and joyfully, in this part of the world where nearly no humans entered. Many Pokemon respected this sacred land between the 2 borders of Kanto and Jhoto. This place witnessed the rise and fall of Pokemon in history. Here, at the top of Indigo Mountain, It laid in peace here. "It" listened to the cheerful Pidgeot leading their youths chirping happily, Butterfrees and Ledians pollinating the beautiful Jasmines, and near the entrance of this mountain, Donphans rolling and roaming around the field, Pontyas and Rapidashs running to and fro playing their game. "It" rested on this rock, near the tallest point of Jhoto and Kanto. "It" watched peacefully at the whole wide world. A thin hazy mist gathered and clouds weren't much higher than where It sat.
Here at the very end of Silver Cave was the beautiful scenery of the world. Turn around and there would be the country of Jhoto, and the Tin Tower where the legendary Pokemon of the rainbow roosted. "It", as a time guardian and watcher of the planet, has a responsibility for all Pokemon to live in peace. "It" stared at the bright sky. The sun shone brightly and the chains of golden sunshine beamed through the thin clouds down to the land. However, things weren't as nice as it looked. In the very center of Kanto, a dark evil mist gathered, and "It" could sense it- pollution. The oil refineries worked quickly to produce products for the humans, as it pumped out smokes of death out into the air. Only from this view can one sees the layers of darkness. "It" was disappointed at the humans, for such a dramatic change happened through only these short days. It was not impressed.
The trees in this forest of tranquility swayed in the wind as the soft breezes blew through the land. The trees swayed back and forth in synchronization, all together in unison. The sound of the leaves touching one another was almost like a song. The clouds moved and formed some certain patterns, with the wind singing in its lovely voice. The surf near the shore of Cerulean lightly landed on the sandy beaches, as the pure water came in contact and mixed up with the sand, forming much different melody. The tall grass and weeds blew in a pattern with the trees, together with the whole wide world, creating a song. "It" listened to the message of nature and "It" looked down. Nature cried in pain, in needs of help. The water moaned secretly, as the sand sighed. The weeds were greatly injured and requested treatment, as the trees cried to the heavens. Such was the cry of the planet, and all Pokemon in the area sensed it.
"It" felt guilty of its crime of sparing the humans. "It" was sad about it. "It" could do nothing about it, besides the unmentionable choice. But "It" won't do that. It's wrong to. "It" would only use it as a last resort. Perhaps more time would fix it back to right.
A huge sound of battling could be heard although for any others, it would be impossible. But "It" could hear it, in the Fiery Island of Cinnabar. The smell of bloodshed was carried for the wind and military action was taken from both sides. It's the 3^rd battle in the world this month between the 2 sides. Why would things end like this? It cried out loud to the heaven for an answer. Why couldn't things go back in time like the friendly way it was before? Only time will tell "It" the answer.
Then "It" psychically flew up gracefully and headed back to its home in Ilex Forest.
The sound of Falberhilroy Armors stomped the land going up the Pokemons' homes. Its mechanical feet dug deep into the ground viciously and heartlessly, as the drivers of these monstrous machines had lost a heart and no longer have any of their own opinions. They were robots, goggled and commanded to destroy by the others. Their main goals were only to follow commands and orders, to conquer and destroy without the realization of what they're doing. The sound of choppers was in the sky, as several Chinooks appeared through the clouds. The blades of the helicopters slashed and cut the clouds and anything in its ways without second thought.
The fire breathing Pokemon watched as they were prepared to fight to an end. They believed that it's better to fight like a true hero and die on their own land, better than being a coward and run away from home. This is their land for many years, and humans weren't going to take over, and so it begun...
"No way! I'm against that!" said Totodile as he suddenly stood up and opposed the idea. They were not back in the hideout but in another abandoned motel where all "unchanged" Pokemon gathered. By so-called "unchanged," meant their heart. Did they adapt and admit defeat to the bloody humans? Or did they strive to find a way to survive, keeping their hopes up to a day that they'll be rescued. This small alliance of "unchanged" Pokemon gathered here once awhile and this time there was urgent news and they held an immediate meeting. Totodile, Noctowl, bring the 3 youngsters of Meowth, Chikorita and Pikachu to see these meetings of how it was like. A Mr.Mime was handing out some drinks to the representatives/leaders of each association as Pikachu looked around. The motel don't seems that old, since Pokemon had been maintaining it the best they could. The glasses for the windows were all long ago broken, and part of the roof is collapsing but was barely holding on after some
maintenance thanks to the Pokemon. The bright sunshine lit up the lobby where the meeting is held. Some Pidgeys built their nest outside on the electrical wires, as this part of the city wasn't rich and didn't have underground wires. There were only enough "surface-for-sitting" for the leaders, so the youngsters and followers just had to sit on the ground or wait outside the motel, or they could just decide to go up to one of those motel rooms and rest. Meowth was resting upstairs who needs some catnip ASAP. He was mumbling and talking silently in his dream about something like year supplies of cat food. Pikachu and Chikorita were just standing behind Noctowl who had been quite quiet the whole meeting, while old Totodile was just screaming out loud, opposing most of the ideas, saying "objection" this, opposing that, acting extremely hyper and more energetic than ever, seeming extremely healthy for a Pokemon his age. However, Pikachu quite agree with what the old `Mon is
saying.
The meeting is about the event happening on Cinnabar. It is everywhere in the newspaper. Most Pokemon know about it, as long as they pick up a newspaper from the garbage can and will see it on the headline. Pikachu believed that it's pointless for the Pokemon to fight back on Cinnabar, as those stupid machines were unbeatable, unstoppable. But since either way the outcome is the same of losing, why not just rather die on the plains better than capture alive to be a specimen in Silph Co. The Pokemon back in Saffron feared that it would soon happen to them, and so they needed to plan. One of the leader Muk's idea of first strike the humans before the humans attack them, which Totodile and Pikachu believed that it would be a dumb decision and a very wrong choice. However, Chikorita's opinions were quite different from her uncle and friend.
"Both sides will be hurt! There will be no gain for us but only loss of lives," opposed Totodile. The fighting Pokemon leader who resided in the city center and the head of security of stray Pokemon (to protect fellow Pokemon they see that are in trouble in the city), Hitmontop and Ampharos quite agreed heartily. However, Magmar and Muk, who were responsible for Pokemon shelter (looking for safe homes for Pokemon) and Pokemon transportation (such as sewers and tunnels) didn't quite agree. Humans disgust them all but only to a certain degree, unlike Magmar and Muk. Pikachu believed that their belief of "eye for eye" just doesn't suit him.
"But how can you promise the safety of your fellow Pokemon? You can't! Humans can do anything! Just like how they suddenly change before!" said Magmar, and he coughed several times afterwards. Pikachu then started to pay more attention to Magmar as he could see from what he's talking about, he must also be as old as Totodile but no way as energetic. As they suddenly shifted their topic about humans' behavior years ago, Pikachu yawned, and didn't understand what the elders meant when they referred back to the time like "remember what happen `so and so' years ago? And blah blah blah..." and Pikachu was getting tired. Chikorita who was by his side long ago drifted her attention to just staring at nowhere thinking about her own matters. In boredom, she swung her leaf from left to right, to and fro, and when Pikachu was trying to get more drinks from Mr.Mime, who was standing near Chikorita, was accidentally whipped by Chikorita's leaf. He lost balance and fell to the floor.
Chikorita walked towards Pikachu and was checking if he was all right, followed by Mr.Mime who was still carrying the tray with the drinks on top. Then Mr.Mime clumsily tripped over and all the drinks toppled on top of Pikachu...
Chikorita was walking with a totally soaked Pikachu by orange juice. They were just walking on the flower fields and Chikorita had a towel on top of her back for Pikachu to use for drying himself up. Pikachu who wasn't at the greatest mood since his yellow fur coat was totally sticky and wet. He shook himself as water flicked off his coat. Then he wrapped himself in the towel Chikorita gave him. They sat on top of this hill and looked out to the fields. The fields were covered with beautiful violet colored flowers not ruined by the human factories and pollution. Pikachu just didn't feel right like this, but seeing that Chikorita had no signs of moving, he decided to stay with her.
"So what're you going to do in the future?" she suddenly asked.
"Huh? Well I don't know, never considered..." said Pikachu, as he tipped his head to one side thinking. He stared up at the cloudless sky. "Wha `bout you?"
"Staying at my uncle's place, I guess, as he is the only relative I have left,"
"But I don't think he have any blood relationship with you, although you call him uncle and he regards you as his niece,"
"Yes, it's true. My mother and my uncle were both trained by the same trainer long time ago. By that time they're both very young and so after time passes they become very close friends. At the end of the `Golden Age' after the trainer died, uncle fled with my mother's family during that harsh time, and he helps my family and becomes very close to us, that our whole family regards him as part of the family, though he isn't even a grass Pokemon,"
"Doesn't he have any relative himself?"
"Reptile Pokemon lives a very long life. Uncle's relative could be anywhere now..." said Chikorita as Pikachu listened to this family history. Somehow it sounded familiar although he never seen Chikorita or her uncle before. Never could he hear this similar story from? The oldest person he knew probably, as the "Golden Age" was a long time back then. That would be his grandpa... the greatest Pokemon he knew. It reminds him of his grandpa again. He was probably one of the most powerful Pokemon ever lived, and one of the greatest too. It reminded him when he was young...
Pikachu was only 1 or 2 years old back then, and wasn't even a Pikachu, but Pikachu's baby form Pichu. He had great memory and still remembered how life was like in vivid detail.
His great grandpa sat on the same chair everyday near the fire for warmth, as when Pikachu was born he was already very old and wasn't that healthy. For a Pikachu his great grandpa lived exceptionally long, as most Pikachu died already. When he asked his great grandpa about how did he live for so long, it was always the same answer of "Because the battles I have with my trainer keeps me fit and healthy, unlike the times now where youngsters just sit around all day long doing nothing **cough cough** At the young age of 5 I already started my journey with my trainer. Unfortunately he died so soon..." and on and on about his trainer, flattering and praising this so-call great trainer. By that time he would be bored by his great grandpa's speech and gradually fell into a quick nap. His great grandpa died when he just evolved to a Pikachu at 3. Although he had great memories, his memories of grandpa were not so clear. Now he regretted that he always doze when his great grandpa
talked about the past as now he is curious about that time and this "master" person.
"Hello? Hello!" screamed Chikorita in Pikachu's ears as Pikachu came back to reality from his memories. He blushed, never being so close to her before, as she was just right beside him. He sniffed the air as the pleasant aroma released by her leaf flowed along with the wind and he was relaxed by the sweet scent. He never noticed this before, as he was never so close to her.
"Oh, sorry..." replied Pikachu sheepishly as Chikorita winked at him and smiled with content. "I realized that you're totally a different person than I thought at first." Pikachu lie among the flowerbed and looked up at the free sky.
"What do you mean?" Chikorita curiously replied.
"Remember the first time we met?" Chikorita nodded.
"You saved me from that Raticate,"
"Yes... It's piece of cake, no need to thank me." Chikorita lie down and sniffed the nearby flowers. She hadn't seen a field of flowers for a long time. The special smell that only a grass Pokemon can scent was released from the greens, and it was sweet. She being surrounded by this special aroma and the flowers calmed her spirit as she sighed in pleasure.
"There, now you're back to your old self,"
"What do you mean? I'm always like this," replied Chikorita as she sniffed another flower.
"You're so cold and cool when I first met you, but back at home down below, you're much warmer, and kinder, I guess, like now!" Pikachu said as he sprung himself back up to standing, seeing this beautiful scenery of her smelling the flower. Either Pikachu's eyes were viewing things differently or she grew, it made her cuter and more beautiful than usual. As the world seemed to freeze and they were the only existence in the whole wide world, a warm spring breeze blew and revived the land. Chikorita felt the warm wind and purred peacefully, and then saw Pikachu staring at her. However, it was strange. It made her felt weird. Her heart seemed to beat faster and faster quickly, as she cut the stare back thing and looked at the ground, digging a small hole in the ground with her front heels to waste time during this abnormal embarrassment.
"Um... Your uncle must be waiting, let's go back," said Pikachu shyly as he unwrapped himself from the towel and revealed his dry yellow coat. On the way back, they purposely kept a certain distance from each other, keeping the heat cool. Then without saying a word, they went silently back to the abandoned motel.
The meeting was over already, as Noctowl, Meowth and Totodile were waiting for them back in the motel. Meowth yawned, just woke up from his catnip. Together they headed back home.
Back at home near the table, when they're all waiting for dinner. Noctowl sensed something weird in the table, as Pikachu and Chikorita were sitting on the very opposite end of the rectangular table, unlike where they usually sat. However, Totodile and Meowth sensed nothing, and just fiercely and hungrily ate away. Noctowl then decided to just ignore this weirdness, and just started eating. Pikachu was just staring at his food, moving the fork extremely slowly from his food to his mouth, and then would end up nearly dropping the fork. Though it had one of Pikachu's favorite sauces on the food- ketchup, it didn't keep Pikachu's heart to think and look at something else. And perhaps the "something else" was sitting on the other end of the table...
After a very uncomfortable dinner, Chikorita excused herself and went to bed early. So the remaining people watched TV and Pikachu started to slowly behave normally as time passes on after Chikorita left the scene.
Around midnight, the fireplace was lit up and the Pokemon gathered around it for warmth on this chilly night. No cooing from Hoothoot tonight, as today must be too freezing for them. Pikachu wrapped himself in his blanket that had thunder shape design on it. They just made some small talk between themselves, talking about weather, food and other unimportant matters, until Totodile started an interesting topic.
"Hey cat, you have been with us for sometime now. Tell us somethin' about yaself. Why can ya speak human?" said Totodile, drinking from a glass of orange juice, which quickly reminded Pikachu of the short event, happened this afternoon.
"My great grandfather learned human language long time ago. Then it was passes down from him all da way to me," replied Meowth, Pikachu flapped one of his ears up to listen.
"That must be some burden," laughed Noctowl, as he didn't sat around the fire like everyone else who were still awake, but he just stood on the rope that were hung across the room so Noctowl had somewhere to stand besides laying on the ground, as his sharp claws were not suitable for standing on the flat ground.
"Yes it is, that Chiky (Meowth's way of calling Chikorita, which usually ticks her off) over there nearly sliced me into half once before I met you guys," replied Meowth as he nodded in agreement with Noctowl.
"Tell us something about your great grandpa," said Pikachu, who was striving to learn more about the Golden Age of Pokemon. As he missed the chance to learn about it from his own great grandpa, he must learn it from the mouths of others.
"He works for a Pokemon thieve gangs called Team... Team..." then Meowth forgets whatever this "Team..." thing is.
"Team Rocket," corrected Totodile and Noctowl.
"Wow, how do you 2 know it?" asked Pikachu in amazement, as they must be pretty wise and smart to know something like this.
"Everybody knows Team Rocket in the past, as they're a gang of world famous criminals," explained Noctowl, as he flew in small circles, almost hovering, in the room.
"Your great grandpa must be really powerful!" said Pikachu in awe.
"No, he always gets beaten by "The Twerps," laughed Meowth. Noctowl and Totodile laughed along.
"Hey old pal, remember back then? Master is always called `The Twerps' too," said Totodile as Noctowl laughed at a joke that probably only the 2 of them understood.
"But who's the winner of the battle every time!" they laughed again.
"Who's this master person anyway?" asked Pikachu to the 2 elders.
"Why the best trainer in the world!" answered Noctowl.
"And who is that?" asked Meowth but he's not that interested himself. Totodile and Noctowl laughed in pride.
"Our master is Ash Ketchum, off course!" they laughed again.
"WHA?" shouted Pikachu in surprise. He definitely knew who this guy was. His great grandpa always talked about him. He thought that his great grandpa was always just bragging about how good his master was in this, in that, and in blah blah blah. Well now someone who Pikachu never seen before was saying the same thing. Guess this "Ketchup" dude was something back in that time.
"Hey youngster! Never imagine that you will know master Ketchum," said Noctowl in awe and amazement. He never believed that this little fella here would know something so old that was about 2 or 3 generations before him. Then Pikachu started to explain about how his great grandpa told him everything about the "Ketchup" dude. But something doesn't make sense in Pikachu's mind. Noctowl and Totodile were both alive, good and well, while in the same timeline of Ash Ketchum, it was his great grandfather's generation. Such a big gap in generations didn't make any sense at all. Pikachu then asked Noctowl this question.
"Good question, I don't know myself. Why is that, pal?" asked Totodile as he scratched his head in confusion.
"Your great grandpa joined master as the first Pokemon, and we joined much later than him. Plus anyway you should know that Pikachu's lifetime is very short, unless they evolve into Raichu, which have more lifetimes. As a Pokemon evolves, he/she will live longer. If I am a Hoothoot I'll die long ago. But reptile Pokemon like Totodile, Charmander and Arbok lives very long. Of course grass Pokemon lives for some time too, but not as long. Some special Pokemon like Muk, Snorlax, and Wobbuffet lives just as long as reptile Pokemon. Inorganic Pokemon like Porygon, Magnemite, and Voltorb live the longest, and some even lived for three hundred years! Legendary Pokemon lives forever though, but I've never seen one in my entire life." As Noctowl gave out the speech, Pikachu started to respect him even more, for his coolness in every situation, the ability to control his temper and for his knowledge, impressed him.
Meowth, who wasn't listening at all and started to daydream, suddenly came back to reality.
"Wha? Wha? Ash Ketchum?" said Meowth in astonishment.
"Huh?" said Pikachu and his 2 elders together.
"Ash Ketchum! You mention Ash Ketchum!" screamed Meowth. The other Pokemon felt no crime or guilt in saying this person's name.
"My great grandpa said that he's the worst jerk and the most stupid brat in the whole entire universe!!" exclaimed Meowth, as Totodile and Noctowl dangerously leered Meowth for teasing their master.
"Who exactly is your great grandfather?" asked Noctowl as Meowth laughed.
"One of the proud members of team... team... (And Meowth needed Pikachu to remind him that the name is "Team Rocket") Rocket! His partner Jessie and James were his assistant and those 2 were actually human!" Meowth said with pride, "Human must bow down to him! Isn't he great?" asked the others as Noctowl and Totodile went out laughing, and the reptile Pokemon was almost rolling along the floor at Meowth's comment. Then Noctowl corrected Meowth's comment and explained how his ancestor always got beat up by his own teammate and so on. Then they all realized that they were all connected. All through the names of Ash Ketchum, they knew each other.
Chikorita, who had long gone back to her room but couldn't rest, was listening on them.
"So... Mother's crush was Pikachu's great grandfather..."
Whew! That was pretty long compare to my normal standards of 8 to 9 pages. Sorry this took so long! Comments would greatly be appreciated! Please Read and Review!
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(Preview: As the Legendary Pokemon, guardians of the land, watched the corrupted land dieing in the hands of the brutal humans, they decide that its time Pokemon should rise from hiding, and with the Legendaries leading them, destroy the humans to restore peace to the world)
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Ch.3- The Ash Ketchum Reunion
The sound of birds Pokemon chirped peacefully in the small forest up this mountain. They flew through the clouds with freedom, and wings of peace in the air. They flew freely and joyfully, in this part of the world where nearly no humans entered. Many Pokemon respected this sacred land between the 2 borders of Kanto and Jhoto. This place witnessed the rise and fall of Pokemon in history. Here, at the top of Indigo Mountain, It laid in peace here. "It" listened to the cheerful Pidgeot leading their youths chirping happily, Butterfrees and Ledians pollinating the beautiful Jasmines, and near the entrance of this mountain, Donphans rolling and roaming around the field, Pontyas and Rapidashs running to and fro playing their game. "It" rested on this rock, near the tallest point of Jhoto and Kanto. "It" watched peacefully at the whole wide world. A thin hazy mist gathered and clouds weren't much higher than where It sat.
Here at the very end of Silver Cave was the beautiful scenery of the world. Turn around and there would be the country of Jhoto, and the Tin Tower where the legendary Pokemon of the rainbow roosted. "It", as a time guardian and watcher of the planet, has a responsibility for all Pokemon to live in peace. "It" stared at the bright sky. The sun shone brightly and the chains of golden sunshine beamed through the thin clouds down to the land. However, things weren't as nice as it looked. In the very center of Kanto, a dark evil mist gathered, and "It" could sense it- pollution. The oil refineries worked quickly to produce products for the humans, as it pumped out smokes of death out into the air. Only from this view can one sees the layers of darkness. "It" was disappointed at the humans, for such a dramatic change happened through only these short days. It was not impressed.
The trees in this forest of tranquility swayed in the wind as the soft breezes blew through the land. The trees swayed back and forth in synchronization, all together in unison. The sound of the leaves touching one another was almost like a song. The clouds moved and formed some certain patterns, with the wind singing in its lovely voice. The surf near the shore of Cerulean lightly landed on the sandy beaches, as the pure water came in contact and mixed up with the sand, forming much different melody. The tall grass and weeds blew in a pattern with the trees, together with the whole wide world, creating a song. "It" listened to the message of nature and "It" looked down. Nature cried in pain, in needs of help. The water moaned secretly, as the sand sighed. The weeds were greatly injured and requested treatment, as the trees cried to the heavens. Such was the cry of the planet, and all Pokemon in the area sensed it.
"It" felt guilty of its crime of sparing the humans. "It" was sad about it. "It" could do nothing about it, besides the unmentionable choice. But "It" won't do that. It's wrong to. "It" would only use it as a last resort. Perhaps more time would fix it back to right.
A huge sound of battling could be heard although for any others, it would be impossible. But "It" could hear it, in the Fiery Island of Cinnabar. The smell of bloodshed was carried for the wind and military action was taken from both sides. It's the 3^rd battle in the world this month between the 2 sides. Why would things end like this? It cried out loud to the heaven for an answer. Why couldn't things go back in time like the friendly way it was before? Only time will tell "It" the answer.
Then "It" psychically flew up gracefully and headed back to its home in Ilex Forest.
The sound of Falberhilroy Armors stomped the land going up the Pokemons' homes. Its mechanical feet dug deep into the ground viciously and heartlessly, as the drivers of these monstrous machines had lost a heart and no longer have any of their own opinions. They were robots, goggled and commanded to destroy by the others. Their main goals were only to follow commands and orders, to conquer and destroy without the realization of what they're doing. The sound of choppers was in the sky, as several Chinooks appeared through the clouds. The blades of the helicopters slashed and cut the clouds and anything in its ways without second thought.
The fire breathing Pokemon watched as they were prepared to fight to an end. They believed that it's better to fight like a true hero and die on their own land, better than being a coward and run away from home. This is their land for many years, and humans weren't going to take over, and so it begun...
"No way! I'm against that!" said Totodile as he suddenly stood up and opposed the idea. They were not back in the hideout but in another abandoned motel where all "unchanged" Pokemon gathered. By so-called "unchanged," meant their heart. Did they adapt and admit defeat to the bloody humans? Or did they strive to find a way to survive, keeping their hopes up to a day that they'll be rescued. This small alliance of "unchanged" Pokemon gathered here once awhile and this time there was urgent news and they held an immediate meeting. Totodile, Noctowl, bring the 3 youngsters of Meowth, Chikorita and Pikachu to see these meetings of how it was like. A Mr.Mime was handing out some drinks to the representatives/leaders of each association as Pikachu looked around. The motel don't seems that old, since Pokemon had been maintaining it the best they could. The glasses for the windows were all long ago broken, and part of the roof is collapsing but was barely holding on after some
maintenance thanks to the Pokemon. The bright sunshine lit up the lobby where the meeting is held. Some Pidgeys built their nest outside on the electrical wires, as this part of the city wasn't rich and didn't have underground wires. There were only enough "surface-for-sitting" for the leaders, so the youngsters and followers just had to sit on the ground or wait outside the motel, or they could just decide to go up to one of those motel rooms and rest. Meowth was resting upstairs who needs some catnip ASAP. He was mumbling and talking silently in his dream about something like year supplies of cat food. Pikachu and Chikorita were just standing behind Noctowl who had been quite quiet the whole meeting, while old Totodile was just screaming out loud, opposing most of the ideas, saying "objection" this, opposing that, acting extremely hyper and more energetic than ever, seeming extremely healthy for a Pokemon his age. However, Pikachu quite agree with what the old `Mon is
saying.
The meeting is about the event happening on Cinnabar. It is everywhere in the newspaper. Most Pokemon know about it, as long as they pick up a newspaper from the garbage can and will see it on the headline. Pikachu believed that it's pointless for the Pokemon to fight back on Cinnabar, as those stupid machines were unbeatable, unstoppable. But since either way the outcome is the same of losing, why not just rather die on the plains better than capture alive to be a specimen in Silph Co. The Pokemon back in Saffron feared that it would soon happen to them, and so they needed to plan. One of the leader Muk's idea of first strike the humans before the humans attack them, which Totodile and Pikachu believed that it would be a dumb decision and a very wrong choice. However, Chikorita's opinions were quite different from her uncle and friend.
"Both sides will be hurt! There will be no gain for us but only loss of lives," opposed Totodile. The fighting Pokemon leader who resided in the city center and the head of security of stray Pokemon (to protect fellow Pokemon they see that are in trouble in the city), Hitmontop and Ampharos quite agreed heartily. However, Magmar and Muk, who were responsible for Pokemon shelter (looking for safe homes for Pokemon) and Pokemon transportation (such as sewers and tunnels) didn't quite agree. Humans disgust them all but only to a certain degree, unlike Magmar and Muk. Pikachu believed that their belief of "eye for eye" just doesn't suit him.
"But how can you promise the safety of your fellow Pokemon? You can't! Humans can do anything! Just like how they suddenly change before!" said Magmar, and he coughed several times afterwards. Pikachu then started to pay more attention to Magmar as he could see from what he's talking about, he must also be as old as Totodile but no way as energetic. As they suddenly shifted their topic about humans' behavior years ago, Pikachu yawned, and didn't understand what the elders meant when they referred back to the time like "remember what happen `so and so' years ago? And blah blah blah..." and Pikachu was getting tired. Chikorita who was by his side long ago drifted her attention to just staring at nowhere thinking about her own matters. In boredom, she swung her leaf from left to right, to and fro, and when Pikachu was trying to get more drinks from Mr.Mime, who was standing near Chikorita, was accidentally whipped by Chikorita's leaf. He lost balance and fell to the floor.
Chikorita walked towards Pikachu and was checking if he was all right, followed by Mr.Mime who was still carrying the tray with the drinks on top. Then Mr.Mime clumsily tripped over and all the drinks toppled on top of Pikachu...
Chikorita was walking with a totally soaked Pikachu by orange juice. They were just walking on the flower fields and Chikorita had a towel on top of her back for Pikachu to use for drying himself up. Pikachu who wasn't at the greatest mood since his yellow fur coat was totally sticky and wet. He shook himself as water flicked off his coat. Then he wrapped himself in the towel Chikorita gave him. They sat on top of this hill and looked out to the fields. The fields were covered with beautiful violet colored flowers not ruined by the human factories and pollution. Pikachu just didn't feel right like this, but seeing that Chikorita had no signs of moving, he decided to stay with her.
"So what're you going to do in the future?" she suddenly asked.
"Huh? Well I don't know, never considered..." said Pikachu, as he tipped his head to one side thinking. He stared up at the cloudless sky. "Wha `bout you?"
"Staying at my uncle's place, I guess, as he is the only relative I have left,"
"But I don't think he have any blood relationship with you, although you call him uncle and he regards you as his niece,"
"Yes, it's true. My mother and my uncle were both trained by the same trainer long time ago. By that time they're both very young and so after time passes they become very close friends. At the end of the `Golden Age' after the trainer died, uncle fled with my mother's family during that harsh time, and he helps my family and becomes very close to us, that our whole family regards him as part of the family, though he isn't even a grass Pokemon,"
"Doesn't he have any relative himself?"
"Reptile Pokemon lives a very long life. Uncle's relative could be anywhere now..." said Chikorita as Pikachu listened to this family history. Somehow it sounded familiar although he never seen Chikorita or her uncle before. Never could he hear this similar story from? The oldest person he knew probably, as the "Golden Age" was a long time back then. That would be his grandpa... the greatest Pokemon he knew. It reminds him of his grandpa again. He was probably one of the most powerful Pokemon ever lived, and one of the greatest too. It reminded him when he was young...
Pikachu was only 1 or 2 years old back then, and wasn't even a Pikachu, but Pikachu's baby form Pichu. He had great memory and still remembered how life was like in vivid detail.
His great grandpa sat on the same chair everyday near the fire for warmth, as when Pikachu was born he was already very old and wasn't that healthy. For a Pikachu his great grandpa lived exceptionally long, as most Pikachu died already. When he asked his great grandpa about how did he live for so long, it was always the same answer of "Because the battles I have with my trainer keeps me fit and healthy, unlike the times now where youngsters just sit around all day long doing nothing **cough cough** At the young age of 5 I already started my journey with my trainer. Unfortunately he died so soon..." and on and on about his trainer, flattering and praising this so-call great trainer. By that time he would be bored by his great grandpa's speech and gradually fell into a quick nap. His great grandpa died when he just evolved to a Pikachu at 3. Although he had great memories, his memories of grandpa were not so clear. Now he regretted that he always doze when his great grandpa
talked about the past as now he is curious about that time and this "master" person.
"Hello? Hello!" screamed Chikorita in Pikachu's ears as Pikachu came back to reality from his memories. He blushed, never being so close to her before, as she was just right beside him. He sniffed the air as the pleasant aroma released by her leaf flowed along with the wind and he was relaxed by the sweet scent. He never noticed this before, as he was never so close to her.
"Oh, sorry..." replied Pikachu sheepishly as Chikorita winked at him and smiled with content. "I realized that you're totally a different person than I thought at first." Pikachu lie among the flowerbed and looked up at the free sky.
"What do you mean?" Chikorita curiously replied.
"Remember the first time we met?" Chikorita nodded.
"You saved me from that Raticate,"
"Yes... It's piece of cake, no need to thank me." Chikorita lie down and sniffed the nearby flowers. She hadn't seen a field of flowers for a long time. The special smell that only a grass Pokemon can scent was released from the greens, and it was sweet. She being surrounded by this special aroma and the flowers calmed her spirit as she sighed in pleasure.
"There, now you're back to your old self,"
"What do you mean? I'm always like this," replied Chikorita as she sniffed another flower.
"You're so cold and cool when I first met you, but back at home down below, you're much warmer, and kinder, I guess, like now!" Pikachu said as he sprung himself back up to standing, seeing this beautiful scenery of her smelling the flower. Either Pikachu's eyes were viewing things differently or she grew, it made her cuter and more beautiful than usual. As the world seemed to freeze and they were the only existence in the whole wide world, a warm spring breeze blew and revived the land. Chikorita felt the warm wind and purred peacefully, and then saw Pikachu staring at her. However, it was strange. It made her felt weird. Her heart seemed to beat faster and faster quickly, as she cut the stare back thing and looked at the ground, digging a small hole in the ground with her front heels to waste time during this abnormal embarrassment.
"Um... Your uncle must be waiting, let's go back," said Pikachu shyly as he unwrapped himself from the towel and revealed his dry yellow coat. On the way back, they purposely kept a certain distance from each other, keeping the heat cool. Then without saying a word, they went silently back to the abandoned motel.
The meeting was over already, as Noctowl, Meowth and Totodile were waiting for them back in the motel. Meowth yawned, just woke up from his catnip. Together they headed back home.
Back at home near the table, when they're all waiting for dinner. Noctowl sensed something weird in the table, as Pikachu and Chikorita were sitting on the very opposite end of the rectangular table, unlike where they usually sat. However, Totodile and Meowth sensed nothing, and just fiercely and hungrily ate away. Noctowl then decided to just ignore this weirdness, and just started eating. Pikachu was just staring at his food, moving the fork extremely slowly from his food to his mouth, and then would end up nearly dropping the fork. Though it had one of Pikachu's favorite sauces on the food- ketchup, it didn't keep Pikachu's heart to think and look at something else. And perhaps the "something else" was sitting on the other end of the table...
After a very uncomfortable dinner, Chikorita excused herself and went to bed early. So the remaining people watched TV and Pikachu started to slowly behave normally as time passes on after Chikorita left the scene.
Around midnight, the fireplace was lit up and the Pokemon gathered around it for warmth on this chilly night. No cooing from Hoothoot tonight, as today must be too freezing for them. Pikachu wrapped himself in his blanket that had thunder shape design on it. They just made some small talk between themselves, talking about weather, food and other unimportant matters, until Totodile started an interesting topic.
"Hey cat, you have been with us for sometime now. Tell us somethin' about yaself. Why can ya speak human?" said Totodile, drinking from a glass of orange juice, which quickly reminded Pikachu of the short event, happened this afternoon.
"My great grandfather learned human language long time ago. Then it was passes down from him all da way to me," replied Meowth, Pikachu flapped one of his ears up to listen.
"That must be some burden," laughed Noctowl, as he didn't sat around the fire like everyone else who were still awake, but he just stood on the rope that were hung across the room so Noctowl had somewhere to stand besides laying on the ground, as his sharp claws were not suitable for standing on the flat ground.
"Yes it is, that Chiky (Meowth's way of calling Chikorita, which usually ticks her off) over there nearly sliced me into half once before I met you guys," replied Meowth as he nodded in agreement with Noctowl.
"Tell us something about your great grandpa," said Pikachu, who was striving to learn more about the Golden Age of Pokemon. As he missed the chance to learn about it from his own great grandpa, he must learn it from the mouths of others.
"He works for a Pokemon thieve gangs called Team... Team..." then Meowth forgets whatever this "Team..." thing is.
"Team Rocket," corrected Totodile and Noctowl.
"Wow, how do you 2 know it?" asked Pikachu in amazement, as they must be pretty wise and smart to know something like this.
"Everybody knows Team Rocket in the past, as they're a gang of world famous criminals," explained Noctowl, as he flew in small circles, almost hovering, in the room.
"Your great grandpa must be really powerful!" said Pikachu in awe.
"No, he always gets beaten by "The Twerps," laughed Meowth. Noctowl and Totodile laughed along.
"Hey old pal, remember back then? Master is always called `The Twerps' too," said Totodile as Noctowl laughed at a joke that probably only the 2 of them understood.
"But who's the winner of the battle every time!" they laughed again.
"Who's this master person anyway?" asked Pikachu to the 2 elders.
"Why the best trainer in the world!" answered Noctowl.
"And who is that?" asked Meowth but he's not that interested himself. Totodile and Noctowl laughed in pride.
"Our master is Ash Ketchum, off course!" they laughed again.
"WHA?" shouted Pikachu in surprise. He definitely knew who this guy was. His great grandpa always talked about him. He thought that his great grandpa was always just bragging about how good his master was in this, in that, and in blah blah blah. Well now someone who Pikachu never seen before was saying the same thing. Guess this "Ketchup" dude was something back in that time.
"Hey youngster! Never imagine that you will know master Ketchum," said Noctowl in awe and amazement. He never believed that this little fella here would know something so old that was about 2 or 3 generations before him. Then Pikachu started to explain about how his great grandpa told him everything about the "Ketchup" dude. But something doesn't make sense in Pikachu's mind. Noctowl and Totodile were both alive, good and well, while in the same timeline of Ash Ketchum, it was his great grandfather's generation. Such a big gap in generations didn't make any sense at all. Pikachu then asked Noctowl this question.
"Good question, I don't know myself. Why is that, pal?" asked Totodile as he scratched his head in confusion.
"Your great grandpa joined master as the first Pokemon, and we joined much later than him. Plus anyway you should know that Pikachu's lifetime is very short, unless they evolve into Raichu, which have more lifetimes. As a Pokemon evolves, he/she will live longer. If I am a Hoothoot I'll die long ago. But reptile Pokemon like Totodile, Charmander and Arbok lives very long. Of course grass Pokemon lives for some time too, but not as long. Some special Pokemon like Muk, Snorlax, and Wobbuffet lives just as long as reptile Pokemon. Inorganic Pokemon like Porygon, Magnemite, and Voltorb live the longest, and some even lived for three hundred years! Legendary Pokemon lives forever though, but I've never seen one in my entire life." As Noctowl gave out the speech, Pikachu started to respect him even more, for his coolness in every situation, the ability to control his temper and for his knowledge, impressed him.
Meowth, who wasn't listening at all and started to daydream, suddenly came back to reality.
"Wha? Wha? Ash Ketchum?" said Meowth in astonishment.
"Huh?" said Pikachu and his 2 elders together.
"Ash Ketchum! You mention Ash Ketchum!" screamed Meowth. The other Pokemon felt no crime or guilt in saying this person's name.
"My great grandpa said that he's the worst jerk and the most stupid brat in the whole entire universe!!" exclaimed Meowth, as Totodile and Noctowl dangerously leered Meowth for teasing their master.
"Who exactly is your great grandfather?" asked Noctowl as Meowth laughed.
"One of the proud members of team... team... (And Meowth needed Pikachu to remind him that the name is "Team Rocket") Rocket! His partner Jessie and James were his assistant and those 2 were actually human!" Meowth said with pride, "Human must bow down to him! Isn't he great?" asked the others as Noctowl and Totodile went out laughing, and the reptile Pokemon was almost rolling along the floor at Meowth's comment. Then Noctowl corrected Meowth's comment and explained how his ancestor always got beat up by his own teammate and so on. Then they all realized that they were all connected. All through the names of Ash Ketchum, they knew each other.
Chikorita, who had long gone back to her room but couldn't rest, was listening on them.
"So... Mother's crush was Pikachu's great grandfather..."
Whew! That was pretty long compare to my normal standards of 8 to 9 pages. Sorry this took so long! Comments would greatly be appreciated! Please Read and Review!
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Next Chapter- Rise of the Legendaries
(Preview: As the Legendary Pokemon, guardians of the land, watched the corrupted land dieing in the hands of the brutal humans, they decide that its time Pokemon should rise from hiding, and with the Legendaries leading them, destroy the humans to restore peace to the world)
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