Where The Red Fern Grows: A Pokemon Story

Cerulean Shadow's Note: I'm sooooooooooooo sorry this chap took so long. I was too busy on my Futurama fanfic. Plus, it was SquirtlezGurl07's birthday. And, our town's football team won a game, since our opponents burned our football field. Those bastards... I hope you hadn't forgot about the story, because it's almost over for two more chapters!

To Soft Flame Matthias: It's okay if you weren't able to get the fanfic. I kinda had a bad reference with other people wanting to make a sequel of my fanfics that I didn't quite feel comfortable with myself. What was the serious run in with the webmasters? Although I should say such thing if you don't want to talk about it. I'm sorry. And could you help me on the "thing that goes awry" on the set before it's over? I dunno what to include... P

To ShadowYing-Yang: I should have put Arcanine and Vulpix in... Shame on me. P. And yes, Growlithe is watching the play with Will.

PLUS: A certain curse word was used in the movie, and I truly thought that putting a curse word on a Pokemon fanfic is truly out of character for the show. So, in other words, for the love of God, I wont include curse words.

I'll try to make the next chapter update as soon as I can. In the meantime, I'm trying to go through the tryouts for cheerleading, and it'll make my mom proud. Wish me luck!

ENJOY AGAIN!

BEGINNING OF SCENE NINE

"We're in luck!" Ash exclaimed as the carriage carrying him, James, Birch, and Grandpa trotted into the woods at the crack of dark.

"How's that, boy?" Grandpa asked.
"You know how Zigzagoons like to feed before a coming storm. Lots to feed on in them pools. Magikarp and Remorade."

"Let's stop here, then." James said.
"Okay." Ash said.
"Whoa." James controlled the Ponyta.

As soon as the fire horse Pokemon stopped, Ash, Old Meowth and Little Pikachu jumped off the carriage and onto the ground.

"Come on, let's go, Little Pikachu. Come on." Ash said as he led Pikachu and Meowth to a direct spot to a tree.

"Okay, Little Pikachu. Get ready to go." Grandpa said.
"Sounds like they're onto one already." Ash said as he heard both Pokemon growl.
"Let 'em go, let 'em go!" James exclaimed.
"Okay, go!" Ash exclaimed as he let go of the two Pokemon.
"Come on, let's go!" James exclaimed as he and Ash followed Pikachu and Meowth.
"Yeah!" Grandpa ran with Birch behind him, carrying the lantern.
"Yeah, all right! Come on, let's go!" Ash yelled.
"Here we go." Birch said.

A Zigzagoon heard them all exclaiming in surprise and figured that they were hunters. He ran off up a tree as he also sensed a terrible storm approaching. Lightning flashed in the sky, followed by a thunderclap. Old Meowth and Little Pikachu called after Ash while they were running with the rainfall against their backs. As Ash and the rest came, they started laughing excitedly and surprisingly.

"Son, are you ready for number two?" Birch asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be." Ash replied.
"Let's get 'em!" Grandpa exclaimed. "First one, that's the first one!"
"Yeah." James said.

Meanwhile, the Ponyta were terribly scared if the storm and ran back to camp with the carriage.

"Whoa, whoa!" a man exclaimed to the Ponyta to stop. "Ain't this the Coleman buggy?" he asked another man.

"How are they gonna make it back to camp?" he asked.

In the tent, Harrison and Norman and their Pokemon rested inside with a few company inside until one came in.

"How did you and Mr. Bellington do?" Carl Brown asked.
"Yeah, we got lucky. We got three of 'em, before this blasted storm blew in." Norman said.
"That puts you ahead. Brad and me got Shroomish."
"And the Coleman boy? He still out there?" Harrison asked.
"He hasn't come in yet," Carl said.

"If I know that boy, he ain't got no quit in him."

"Ash, hold up. Hold up." James said as he and Ash and the rest started to slow down. "Son. Okay, in a storm like this, the Zigzagoon'll be heading towards the den."

"Hope Meowth and Pikachu tree 'em before they get there." Ash said.
"Hope they're about as hungry and cold as we are." Grandpa said as he shivered.

"Pika!" Pikachu exclaimed.

"I hear 'em!" Ash said as he started to run.
"Ash! Hold on, Ash!" James exclaimed as he followed him.
"Son!" Birch exclaimed as he followed both of them.

Grandpa, on the other hand, was checking his glasses to get the water off of the lens.

"Wait a minute... Hold on, boy!" Grandpa exclaimed as he stared off in a run.
"Sounds like they're up ahead!" James exclaimed.

"Ash! Come here!" Grandpa exclaimed as he was lost in the rain. The lightning was turning violent each time he looked up in the sky. Until finally, it turned more aggressive. As soon as Grandpa looked up once more, the lightning flashed towards him! Grandpa fell back down a steep, rocky hill, crashing against a tree. With his glasses off his face, he laid unconscious.

Pikachu and Meowth finally caught the Zigzagoon up the tree. Pikachu called for Ash while Meowth was trying to climb up.

"They got one!" Both James and Ash exclaimed.
"Would you believe it?" Birch asked.
"All right!" James exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Birch exclaimed as he and the rest looked up the tree. "Wait... there's two!"
"Two?" Ash asked.

He looked up and saw two Zigzagoons up the tree. He also couldn't believe that there was not only two, but another one.

"No, no... there's three!" Birch corrected.
"Three Zigzagoons!" Ash exclaimed.
"Ain't that something, Grandpa?" James asked as he looked around for Grandpa.

James didn't spot Grandpa anywhere in the field.

"Grandpa?" Ash asked.
"Samuel?" James called.
"Grandpa?" Ash repeated.
"He was right behind me." Birch said.
"Grandpa!" Ash called, until he spotted an idea.

"The Pokemon can find him!" he exclaimed.

"Son, we better go find your Grandpa. It's getting bad. The Pokemon'll stay on that with them Zigzagoons up there." Birch pointed out.

"Pikachu? Meowth?" Ash asked as he kneeled down and pet their heads. "You need to understand something. Grandpa's in trouble and we need to help him. Now, you two are the only ones who can find him in this here storm, so you have to forget about the hunt... and winning."

Pikachu and Meowth nodded clearly.

"Come on, now." Ash said as he got up and ran ahead with the Pokemon. "Let's go! Come on, let's go. Come on!"

"Come on this way, boy!" Birch exclaimed.
"Seems the storm is letting up!" James exclaimed.

The Pokemon came to a stop as they sniffed one point where Grandpa was checking his glasses.

"Pa, they can't find him." Ash said, until he showed his hands. "Here, smell for Grandpa. Here, smell for Grandpa. Smell for Grandpa. Smell, smell!"

Pikachu and Meowth caught the scent and took off running over to the hill.

"They lost him." James said.

Pikachu and Meowth ran down the hill until they saw Grandpa's unconscious body. Pikachu ran faster to wake him up, while Meowth was trying to call for the rest.

"Oh, they're unto another Zigzagoon, now." James said.

Pikachu started to lick Grandpa's head, hoping to wake him up. Grandpa rose up, but the weight on his leg pulled him back down. He smiled at the sight of the little electric rodent.

"... They got something." Birch said as he heard Meowth's call.

"Go get Ash. Go on." Grandpa said to Pikachu. Pikachu then called up at Meowth telling him that he found him. Meowth called out to the group as loud as he could, until he saw them running as fast as they could to investigate what they had found.

"That's them. They found him." Birch said.
"Samuel!" James exclaimed.
"Grandpa!" Ash called.

James and Ash ran down the hill dodging those painful rocks that created steps on the hill. They both found him against the tree and unable to get up.

"Grandpa, are you all right?" Ash asked.
"I'm all right, boy." Grandpa said.
"Where you hurt?" James asked.
"It's the leg... I think it broke." Grandpa said.
"Okay, Ash, I need... I need a fair-sized branch, okay?" James said.
"Okay." Ash said as he ran off to get a branch.

"Is he gonna be all right?" Birch called from above the hill.
"He's gonna be fine!" James exclaimed.
"I'm gonna go for help! It's starting to let up!"

Ash brought back the branch to James, broke it in half, and put it between Grandpa's leg. Grandpa winced and moaned in pain and he laid back against the tree.

"Okay, sorry, Grandpa. I'm sorry... We didn't get those coons, though. We got Grandpa though." James said as he wrapped a blanket around the leg. He expected him to moan again, but the only thing that came out of his mouth was,

"You got no Zigzagoons?"

The next morning, Ash was dressed up in his hunting clothes petting his two Pokemon beside the carriage.

"Hey, Ash." James said as he walked up. "They're about to give that trophy away. Ain't you gonna come?"

"... I'd rather not, Pa."

"... Well, if that's the way you feel, I ain't gonna tell you otherwise. You're a good man." James said as he walked back to the stage. Until he stopped.

"You proved it again last night."

"Hey, Samuel. Better late than ever." Birch said as he saw Grandpa with crutches and a cast on his leg. Grandpa smiled and made a funny look on his face. "You know, I think he broke his leg just to get some attention, don't you?" he asked the people as they started laughing.

"I bet I can still beat you in a foot race, Sheriff." Grandpa said.

They all laughed again.

"Bet you can. I think it's safe to say this is the most exciting hunt I've ever been on." Birch said up the stage.

"I'll say amen to that." Grandpa said, causing more people to laugh.

"All right, everybody. Now we've come to the moment we've all been waiting for. Presentation of this beautiful cup. I don't think anybody's gonna be surprised when I call the winner up here, 'cause this is the fourth year in a row for these fella. I declare the winner of the 20th Annual Pokemon hunting Championship to be... Harrison Bellington."

As Harrison made his way up the stage, only Norman was the one that clapped, which made him stop.

"There you go, sir." Birch said as he handed him the trophy.
"Thank you, Sheriff."

Suddenly there was one applaud in the audience. It was Ash. He finally showed up with his Pokemon and is trying to give an old friend support for his victory. James joined in followed by Grandpa and more people until everybody clapped.

"Thank you, young man. That was a sportsman like thing for you to do. I know how you felt about winning this cup, 'cause I know how you feel about your Pokemon, and for good reason." Harrison said.

Pikachu and Meowth smiled.

"Now, about this trophy. To tell you the truth, folks, I didn't sleep real good last night. And the reason I didn't sleep real good is because I knew that young Coleman's Pokemon here treed three Zigzagoons, in addition to the one earlier, which could have given him four, to my Poochyena and Skitty's three. I also knew that he called his Pokemon off them Zigzagoons, and abandoned them there to go find his Grandpa. Now, I know the Rule Book states that you're supposed to present the skins to the judges. But, in all honesty... I don't want my Pokemon winning a championship that wasn't theirs clear. So I hearby declare Ash Coleman and his fine Pikachu and Meowth champions and winners of this beautiful trophy."

Ash hesitated in amazement along with Pikachu and Meowth until he finally walked up to the stage. Meowth gawked at the word champion he heard. Pikachu smiled with amazement as he and Meowth high-fived each other.

"Take is son, you earned it fair and square." Harrison said as he handed him the trophy. "But you better be ready to give it back next year, 'cause me and my Poochyenas are gonna beat the britches off you and these Pokemon here."

People laughed once more.

"Folks, folks!" Grandpa exclaimed. "I don't know how you feel right now, but from where I'm standing, I..." Until he began to tear up. "I think Mr. Bellington deserves a real Oklahoma hand for this here."

Everyone clapped and cheered at Harrison as he gave a nod to all the people.

"How about this cash pool?" Birch asked.
"Well, I reckon he won that fair and square, too, Sheriff." Harrison said.

Birch took out all the money and put it in the trophy, until Ash kneeled down at his tearing Pokemon. He hugged both of them (They didn't hug in the movie but I wanted to make it more emotional, do please don't sue me) as they hugged back on their first time of winning a competition...

... That may be their last.

END OF SCENE NINE

TO BE CONTINUED...