Pokemon: Alternate Dimension



Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. Nintendo and some other Japanese company does. Good for them. Whee.

Pikachu: You're in a bad mood.

Me: Can you blame me? It's raining like hell in the Bay Area and my parents might cancel my party.

Pikachu: At least you'll get me, Pikachu. Captain of the cosmos!

Me: You're not captain of the cosmos.

Pikachu: Well I should be!

Me: Whatever. Read and review. And please pardon Pikachu's weirdness.

Pikachu: (jumping up and down with his hands on his head while eating mashed potatoes) Look at me!!! I'm Lake Titti Cacka Pikachu! Master of...I don't know, something.

Me: Even though it might be hard to.

(Disclaimer over)

Plans

Pallet Town 6542 Mon Rd.12: 00am

Ash Ketchum. A boy who wanted to be a Pokemon Master just like any other boy and now he was ten. Ten-year-olds can get a Trainers license and be free to capture Pokemon and challenge other trainers to battles.

He was about 5'2 feet tall with a white and blue jacket with a collar and had a black shirt under it saying "I WANT 2BA A MASTER". He wore blue jeans and had red and white shoes. On his belt, he had clips to store his new pokeballs and had fingerless green gloves. The most noticing thing about him was that he had a red and white hat with the official Pokemon League logo on it.

It was the night before the day Professor Oak, the most leading Pokemon expert known would give out one of four Pokemon to each trainer. He has a Bulbasaur, an offensive grass type, Charmander, a speedy fire type, and Squirtle, a defensive water type. The other Pokemon although was a mystery to Ash and the other beginning trainers including Gary Oak, the Profs grandson. He was about as competitive as they get. Ash knew that the mystery Pokemon would be the eye catcher of Gary. The other trainers weren't of Ash's knowledge, but Ash gave it no thought knowing that Gary would be his main problem.

He was in his room listening to Pokemon talk radio with DJ Mary and Professor Oak as a special guest. He was talking about the Pokemon giving to the four trainers.

" ...I'm willing to give the choice Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle to each one of the trainers," Professor Oak announced

After hearing this Ash was wondering even more about what was the fourth Pokemon. However, DJ Mary curious herself asked his own question.

" But what about the fourth Pokemon? You said there was going to be four trainers," DJ Mary asked.

Professor Oak snickered, " The fourth Pokemon is the strongest of the four Pokemon. It has excellent speed, good power and fair defense. It's like having the other three Pokemon wrapped up into one small one. And also, It has the power to regenerate power it has given through power transport much quicker than other Pokemon. However, I'm keeping the identity of this creature until tomorrow,"

DJ Mary nodded and wrapped up the show, " Truly remarkable. Well I guess you have to find out what that Pokemon is tomorrow. Listen next time on..."

Ash turned the radio off and smiled. The strongest of them all, huh? No wonder Oak was keeping it a secret. He hoped he would obtain this Pokemon, but seriously doubted it when he remembered that Gary was Oak's grandson. Gary could of just asked for it and it would be his. He sighed as he knew it was probably true and climbed into bed. Just before he turned the lights out, he muttered,

" Maybe Charmander,"

And went to sleep.

???? 1:00am

An unknown figure sat in a chair. He was petting some sort of cat Pokemon and the shadows were covering all but his white toothy smile.

" So, old Oak is giving a strong Pokemon, eh? I must get it. It would be the perfect power up for the new Pokemon," he hissed.

" I'll get it. Don't you worry," said a person completely surrounded by shadows that you can only see the glint of red in his eyes.

" I know you will. Get it And don't fail me," the man said as he beckoned the mysterious person to leave.

As soon as signaled, the glint of red disappeared and their was foot steps. A regular sized door opened and the full moon was behind him and you can see the glint in his eye better and discover he had spiky hair.

" I will get it for you, father," the person said.

With that, he walked away. As the door closed the man still had the white toothy smile.

"You will,"



To be continued