Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to either Pokemon or King of the Hill. Any character that originated from the Pokemon games or anime or the King of the Hill TV show belongs to their respected creators and companies.

After a long needed break I am back with a new story. This story you're about to read is one of many I've had in development for years but never made any progress. Well during Quarantine I finally got around to playing Pokemon: Shield, thus helping my creative gears get moving again. So without further ado, I present to you, Pokemon Journeys: The Heimlich Saga

Tut Rampy Stadium, the crown jewel of the Heimlich Region. Trainers from all over gather here every year and battle it out to win the opportunity to battle not only the Elite Four, but the chance to dethrone the reigning champion. Times like this the stadium would normally be booming with the roaring and cheering of spectators as the trainers and their Pokémon battled it out. However, at this very moment there was nothing but silence. After days of intense Pokémon battles it was down to the final two trainers.

Standing on the left side of the field was a young brown hair boy; his name was Hank Hill, a trainer from Arlen. The son of former League Champion, Cotton Hill. Starting out as the underdog Hank had proved himself to everyone that he had what it took to live up to his father's name. Across from him stood another young man only a couple of years older than himself. This was Ted Wasonasong; a Pokémon prodigy and the favorite amongst the spectators to win it all.

They both were down to their final Pokémon. Hank's Tauros stood before him as it struggled to stand on its four hooves after getting poisoned by Ted's Nidoking during the last round. Despite that it managed to defeat the Drill Pokémon. Now the only thing standing in Hank's way of victory was Dragonite, Ted Wasonasong's last Pokémon. These two Pokémon were determined to claim victory for their respected trainers, even if that meant pushing their bodies to the limit.

"You might as well give up, Hank," Ted suggested, "Though you surprisingly defeated the rest of my team, I assure you that my Dragonite will achieve victory."

Hank scowled at him; "I'll tell you what, Tauros and I are going to kick your butts."

"Bring it on."

Hank took a deep breath then stared at his Tauros.

"Alright boy, I know you're weak, but I just need you to hang on just a little longer." Hank thought

The crowd cheered as Hank ordered his Tauros to use his Take Down attack. Ted smirked as the Wild Bull Pokémon charged towards Dragonite.

"I offered the fool a chance to surrender," Ted stated, "Dragonite, lets show him the price for that unwise decision, fire your Hyper Beam."

Hank gasped; "Oh no, Tauros-."

It was too late, the Hyper Beam at struck Tauro's head on and blasted the Wild Bull Pokémon back where Hank watched as his Tauros landed on his side right in front of him. The crowd was once again silent as they waited to see if the match was truly over.

"Tauros, get up, you have to get up, we can still win." Hank begged

"Tauros has one minute to stand or Ted Wasonasong will be declared the winner." The referee informed

Hank began to panic as his dream of becoming the next Heimlich Region Champion was starting to fade away. Suddenly Tauros opened his left eye then began to use his forelegs to lift himself off the ground.

"YES!" Hank shouted in joy along with the crowd that resumed their cheering

"Impressive," an intrigued Ted said, "your Tauros has more fight in him then I thought."

Hank smirked; "That's why I'm going to win, for Tauros and I have the determination and spirit to-."

The crowd gasped as Tauros, who was back on all four feet fell back to the ground with a thud. All traces of noise had vanished in the stadium for a whole minute as everyone; even Ted, was waiting to see if Tauros was going to get up again. Unfortunately, that did not happen and the ref out of duty had no other choice.

"Tauros is unable to battle," He announced, "Dragonite wins, thus the victory goes to Ted Wasonasong of Luang Prabang."

"Super Nice!" Ted exclaimed

The stadium erupted in a mix of cheers and boos at the outcome of the match. Ted chuckled as he recalled his Dragonite before exiting the field. Hank's head hung low as he recalled his Tauros but unlike Ted, he just stood there still trying to accept the fact that he had lost. Tears filled his eyes as four people ran up to him.

"It's all right, Hank," one of them said, "important thing is that you tried your best."

"Give it a rest, Bill, "a second voice spoke up, "it doesn't matter if he tried his best or not, the true masters behind the whole Pokémon League got what they wanted."

"True masters?" a confused Bill wondered

"The ones that orchestrated…."

"Got dang give it a rest, Dale," the third person said at an almost inaudible speed, "always about those dang ol' conspiracy theories and whatnot."

"Just you wait, Boomhauer, one day those theories will be proven true, and I promise you'll be begging for my forgiveness." Dale predicted

Boomhauer rolled his eyes. The trio then shifted their focus back to Hank who had not said a word since they arrived. The fourth person, a girl with long brown finally spoke up.

"Bill is right, Hank," The girl said, "you gave it your best shot, we all did."

"i know that, Kayla, but none of your fathers are the former champion."

"Even he should understand how tough it is to beat a Pseudo-Legendary."

"i shouldn't have gotten cocky then maybe i could have won."

"Wouldn't had made a difference." A voice called out

The four young trainers turn to see Hank's father Cotton along with a man with graying brown hair approaching them. Hank wiped the tears from his eyes then stood up straight to face his father.

"I'm surprised you even made it to the finals with such a weak team." Cotton said

"But,Dad, Tauros and Typhlosion-"

"Are your only good Pokémon, the rest aren't good enough to dig a latrine."

"What about his Mightyena?" Dale inquired

Boomhauer jabbed Dale in the side with his elbow as the older Hill talked.

"Now, Cotton, you have to admit Hank's team team fought valiantly." the other man praised

"Don't give me that cheesy Bouffalant spit, Leland."

Cotton placed his hand on Hank's shoulder; "Come on, boy, we have somethings to discuss."

Hank began to whimper as Cotton escorted him out of the arena leaving Dale, Bill, Boomhauer, Kayla, and Leland behind.

"Save your blubbering for the road, boy," Cotton said, "you've embarrassed me enough in this place already."

Kayla began follow, but Leland stopped her.

"Sweetheart, you better let Cotton and Hank have their privacy," Leland said, "you'll have a chance to talk to him later, for now we need to get your friends back home."

Kayla look up at her father and nodded in agreement. The five of them watched as Hank and Cotton left the stadium.

That day forever changed the lives of so many people. After the match Ted Wasonasong went on to defeat both the Elite Four and the Champion. However, within two years of his reign the Heimlich Pokémon League officially shut down. Even to this day the residents of the Heimlich Region never found on why their league closed. Fortunately, that was all about to change for the next generation of inspiring trainers.

Just a small taste of whats to come. While a story about a character going around catching Pokemon and collecting badges is a bit cliche, I'm planning on including other accepts from either the games or anime and may even do remakes of certain King of the Hill episodes but more Pokemon-ish. I'm also opened for Pokemon team suggestions. So if you wish please leave your suggestions in the reviews or send me a PM. Thank you.