AN: Hello, everybody! I say hi!
Anyways, this week I have a brand new chapter for you. But first, a real news update!
News Anchor Slowpoke (In a deep voice): News Flash! (Flash lash lash...!)
Hurricane Sandy struck the East Coast of the United States over the past weekend. Although we may not all like the US, or maybe we live there, or maybe we have no idea what it is, we still have to pay our respects to the fifty or so people that died. People who got killed by a Category 1 hurricane, I am sorry.
Anyways, back to the story. For today's trivia and question, did you know that some people believe that Missingno. is Ash's father? Who do you think is the father of Ash Ketchum? Write a review telling me!
And, without further ado, I bring you answers!
Lightningblade49: Thank you. I tell you now, Ash does not have a turtwig or any of its evolutions, but he has had his pokemon for about two and a half years now.
. .Xx: I hope that it only continues to be better. As for the LoR, she's a character who I did not create, but my good friend TC did. He's currently writing a huge backstory, which currently spans... about a million words. And that's only the first two of five books. Yeah. But I'm glad you like that part!
0 Jordinio 0: I try not to, but I do also try to vary the way that dialogue starts. It makes the story look a bit nicer, and that draws people in. As for attack names, I use the same principle as I do with the names of species, if it has a special name then I make it capitalized. Otherwise, I see it almost like we would use a tool. "Jordan used a hammer." not "Jordan used a Hammer." As for the gods, they will not show up again. Probably.
Lord Kaizer: Yup! I plan to continue to do that, but part of the difference is that Ash knew what was going on, and he was more worried, which led to Pikachu nearly dying.
starlighz, toonash667, Arrow Riddari, Swagnilla-Ice-1985, Trinity Fenton-Phantom: Thank you! Here's the next chapter!
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Emergency! Team Rocket Appears!
or Team Rocket's Not Made of Weaklings
Ash groaned as he walked along the road with Pikachu. The bike had been completely destroyed, which was unfortunate, but he was fine. If you could call barely able to walk fine.
Stumbling into town, Ash caught some unwanted attention. A police officer, seeing the boy in nearly ruined clothes pulled over next to him on her motorcycle. "Excuse me, sir?"
Ash looked at her briefly, before continuing to walk towards the pokemon center. Officer Jenny was not amused, and grabbed the back of his shirt. "Don't walk away from me. Who are you, and what're you doing here?"
Ash glared at her. "I didn't realize that it was policy to accost people without reason, officer. Not let go of me, so that I can get to the pokemon center."
Jenny let go quickly. Ash started to walk away again, before Jenny's voice made him stop. "Hey, kid. Want a ride?"
The motorcycle stopped inches away from the desk, before Ash jumped off. Joy glared at Jenny. "Again!? Why do you insist on riding that thing in here when you have perfectly good roads outside!?"
Jenny rubbed the back of her head, while Ash cleared his throat. "Excuse me? Could you do your job and help my pokemon?"
Joy glanced at Ash for a second, before noticing Pikachu. "Mew! What happened to this pikachu? Are you its trainer?" At Ash's nod, she grabbed Pikachu and said angrily as she hurried off, "As a trainer you should take care of your pokemon! Abusive trainers..." The last part was muttered angrily, while Ash's eyes went wide.
Jenny stayed for a couple minutes, mostly asking Ash questions about how he treated his pokemon. After a few questions, Ash was annoyed, and released his first two pokemon, which instantly solved the problem.
Ash settled down for a long, tense wait.
Ash looked dispassionately at Professor Oak. "Hello, Professor. May I ask what prompted you to call me?"
"I recieved a call from Officer Jenny of Viridian, who was asking about trainers with a pikachu, so I realized that she was talking about you. I heard that Pikachu was injured?"
"Yeah... A flock of spearow and my stupidity."
Oak looked grim for a moment. "So, how's he doing?"
"I don't know."
"I see..."
The two were silent for a few moments, before Oak asked, "So, did anything else happen?"
"I caught a pidgey," Ash said, shrugging. Oak nodded, but before he could say anything, Ash continued thoughtfully. "This might have just been a dream, but I thought that I saw Ho-oh. Of course, I was unconscious a few seconds before I saw it, so..."
"It probably was just a hallucination, but you never know. Anyways, I hope that Pikachu is okay, and good luck!"
"Thank you, Professor," Ash said, before the call ended.
"You!" Ash heard from behind him. Turning quickly, one hand going to his pokeballs, Ash saw the redhead that he had st-borrowed the bike from. And she was carrying the remains on her back. Ash internally winced. This would not be good.
Misty ranted as she walked over to the boy who she had only seen earlier that day. "First you steal my bike, but I saw that you were trying to help your pokemon, so I was like, 'okay, he's just trying to save his pikachu.' Not the worst thing ever, and I figure that I can get my bike back at Viridian. But of course you leave me to walk though a thunderstorm most of the way to Viridian. But that's not all! No, you decide that it would be a good idea to destroy my bike when you were nearly at the city! I'm walking to Viridian, and then I find this!" Misty gestured to the black heap that was lying on the floor, killing intent oozing out of her.
Ash took a step back. "I needed the bike. Pikachu's still in the emergency wing, and I got here nearly an hour ago. I didn't try to destroy your bike, it was a freak accident with lightning, in that storm that you mentioned, that I was caught in too. Now, if you'll let me wait for Pikachu."
Misty instantly winced. "How's he?"
"I don't know."
Nurse Joy wheeled Pikachu out of the doors to the emergency room, followed closely by two chansey. The room had been filling with trainers since Misty and Ash had started to talk. Ash, although he had no interest in talking to the girl, reluctantly answered her questions.
Ash hurried over to the nurse. "Is he okay?"
Joy glared at Ash briefly, before she gestured to Pikachu. "He'll be fine."
Ash sighed in relief, before he looked down at Pikachu. His expression softened, and he said, "That's great."
As he picked up Pikachu, an explosion rocked the facility. The west wall blew open, and a group of about ten white clothed individuals entered the pokemon center. Close behind them were two more in black outfits, a meowth next to them. They were all different, but one thing tied them together was the red 'R' on their clothes.
"Everybody! We of Team Rocket are here for the pokemon! If you resist, we will take your pokemon as well as the ones in the center!" one of the white clothed members shouted, as his fellow members reached for their own pokeballs.
The trainers in the center looked furious, but they backed away. The grunts, for those were the people in the white, moved towards the back where the pokemon were kept, while the two in black remained in the front.
Ash growled lowly, and stepped forward. "Who do you think you are?!"
The man with blue hair looked at him, amused. "We're Team Rocket. And who are you?"
"My name is Ash."
"Well, Ash, you're quite brave to stand up to us. What do you do, since you obviously aren't a trainer like all these others."
Ash pulled a pokeball from his belt. "I am the head of field research in Sinnoh. And I take offense to your attempt to steal these pokemon."
The woman with red hair swiftly reached for a pokeball of her own. "Well, then, try to stop us!"
Ash didn't look away from the two elite members of Team Rocket, but he shouted, "Trainers! I'll take on these two, you get the others!"
The other trainers looked at each other, before they each grabbed a pokeball and ran to the back. Misty rushed over to Ash's side, and pulled out one of her pokeballs. "I'll fight with you!"
"Well, that's a two on two, I suppose. I am Rocket Admin Jessie!" The woman declared, throwing a pokeball in the air with a praticed ease.
"And I am Rocket Admin James! Prepare yourselves!" The man with blue hair shouted, throwing his own pokeball.
"Starmie!"
"Arbok!"
"Weezing!"
"Kirlia!"
The four pokemon burst out of their pokeballs, all poised and ready for battle.
James took the first move. "Weezing, sludge bomb!" The poison type shot a blast of gunk at Starmie, who jumped away at Misty's shouted command.
"Psychic, Starmie!" Weezing was hurled bodily to the ground, before being shot back at the ceiling.
Jessie seemed to take offense to that. "Thunder fang!"
Starmie was sent flying back from the electric attack, before it stopped suddenly, glowing blue. Kirlia nodded once to his fellow psychic type as he brought it back to the battle. Meanwhile, Weezing recovered and Arbok started to coil.
"Calm mind, and lucky chant, Kirlia."
"Starmie, water gun!"
James smirked briefly, before it was replaced with indifference. "Weezing, clear smog."
Ash nearly swore at that, but instead called for future sight. He then shouted to Kirlia, "Teleport away!" Kirlia got away from the crunch of Arbok just in time, before he fired off a psychic.
By this time, the rocket grunts had been driven mostly away, although they did steal a couple dozen pokemon. Joy, seeing the battle in progress, had evacuated the center, although she forgot Pikachu.
Misty was keeping James busy by firing off multiple psyshocks, forcing Weezing to dodge. However, the Rocket Elite was quickly growing tired of the game. "Weezing, blow up her pokemon."
Ash's eyes widened when he heard that, and he called, "Kirlia, light in a box!"
At almost the same instant, Weezing set off a wave of smog, while Kirlia trapped Arbok in a box made of light screens. Kirlia sent a charge beam into the cage, where it ricocheted around, knocking Arbok out. Jessie, knwoing what her partner was about to do, recalled her pokemon and jumped out of the center.
"Weezing, flamethrower!"
Pikachu was standing on the floor now. He had recovered quickly, but he wasn't battling, although he wanted to repay his trainer.
Seeing that Ash was distressed, he looked for something to do. Realizing that the weezing was the only problem in sight, he fired off a thunderbolt, aiming to knock out the pokemon that was fighting. He paid no attention to the fact that there was a cloud of grey smoke in the way.
The attack left, and Pikachu's world exploded.
Jenny pulled up, just in time to see the pokemon center blow up.
"Again?"
Ash yawned loudly as he walked alongside Pikachu out of Viridian City. It had taken a long explaination to get out of jail time, but he was glad that the other trainers in the center had stood up for him. He hadn't counted on it happening, but he was glad that he didn't have to pull diplomatic immunity.
"Hey! Wait up, Ash!"
Ash stopped for an instant, before he realized who was following him. "Misty."
Misty pulled up next to the boy, panting. "Hey, Ash... I'm going with you!"
Ash halted, before spinning to face the water trainer. "No, you aren't."
"Yeah I am! You're a good trainer, and I need somebody to get better from! Besides, if you're from Sinnoh you need a guide!" Misty justified, straightening up.
"I know Kanto well enough. I was born in Pallet, after all. And, though I appreciate that you see the power of my friends, I'm not a 'good trainer', as you would call it. If you're looking for a mentor, go find Lorelei. I believe that she's around the Seafoam Islands this time of year," Ash said, nearly glaring at Misty, who smirked.
"Well, you owe me a bike. So, until you pay me back, I'm following you!"
Ash looked at Misty for a moment, before reaching into a pocket and pulling out a wallet. "A good bicycle is maybe 20,000 pokedollars? Here you go," Ash said, offering the bills to Misty.
Misty pushed away the money. "I'm going to follow you no matter what you do!"
"No."
"Come on! You really want to travel alone?"
"I have my friends with me."
"I mean a human."
"Why would I want to travel with one when I have my friends? Pokemon are just as smart as humans, after all."
"You realize that you are a human, right?"
"Unfortunately."
Misty stopped, which nearly made Ash do so as well, but he caught himself in time and continued. After all, if she wanted to go away, who was he to stop her from leaving?
"Ash of Pallet Town! I challenge you to a battle!" Ash stopped, surprised.
Ash slowly turned to face his stalker. "Why should I put one of my friends in senseless pain?"
Misty blinked. "The point of battles isn't to hurt pokemon. But for why, if you win then I'll go away!"
"And if you, somehow, pull off victory?"
"Then I stay!"
Ash mulled it over. "Fine. What are your conditions?"
"One on one, and you can't use Kirlia or Pikachu."
Ash shook his head. "No."
Misty smirked triumphantly. "You already agreed!" Ash, thinking back, winced and hung his head.
"Pidgey! Gust!" Ash shouted, his pokemon swooping away from the opponent staryu's water gun.
The wind sent staryu flying, but Misty wasn't slow. "Rapid spin in the other direction!" Staryu spun, and the wind that was swirling it around stopped abruptly. However, this left the water type to fall to the ground.
As Misty called her pokemon's name, Ash seized the chance. "Get in close with wing attack."
Misty, as the flying type shot at her pokemon, suddenly smirked. "Staryu! Now use power gem!"
Ash shouted, "Pidgey!" but it was too late. The blast of rock type energy sent poor Pidgey flying, and not in a way that one would hope. Ash prepared to call back his pokemon, able to see from where he was that the small pokemon wouldn't be able to fight any longer, but his hopes soared as Pidgey's eyes snapped open.
"Pidgey!" Pidgey called, before a white light emenated from its body. Glowing, it grew, before the light faded, leaving a pidgeotto to fall to the ground. Upon contact, the newly evolved Pidgeotto fainted.
Misty, expecting that the evolution would cause a defeat, blinked. "Yay?"
Ash sighed as he walked over to his pokemon, Pikachu at his side. "Well, Pidgeotto, good job. You did well for your first battle, and it was my fault for making you go into a power gem like that. I'm sorry."
On the ground, Pidgeotto weakly chirped, "Johto!" Pikachu, getting the idea, slapped Ash's leg.
Ash gave his downed pokemon a small smile. "Well, I guess that we can only get better, can't we. We'll start your training soon, but for now, rest." Ash called back his pokemon, before looking at Misty.
"Well? Are you coming?"
Misty paused for a second before seeing Ash start to leave. "Wait up!" she shouted, and ran after the strange boy.
Absol unleashed razor wind at the three poocheyena who had attacked him, sending them flying. He was not in the mood for a battle, since every second lost was a second... well, lost.
"You fiend! Take this!" the leader shouted, jumping at Absol. Absol ducked neatly, allowing the fellow dark type to slam into the cliff face behind him. Absol smirked, before he started to walk off.
Feeling a sharp pain in his right leg, Absol looked down. One of the three poochyena had used bite on his leg, and was still holding on. "Mmfh!" the pokemon shouted.
Absol glared at the smaller pokemon. "Didn't your mother tell you not to talk with your mouth full?" he asked, flinging him away.
As Absol walked off, he saw movement from the lead poochyena. It held a small glass ball in its paw, and it called weakly, "You're no C class! This is an A rank! You'll be hunted by some of the best now!"
Absol smirked for a split second, after considering this. "Let them come."
The orb broke, and the three poochyena flashed away in a blue light. Absol sprinted on, knowing that he had to move faster. He had to stop the disaster that was going to befall the world, and nothing would stand in his way!
