— The attitude of Ash and the other change due to the present situation if you don't like the modified personalities. I recommend you go see another fic. If it's the opposite, enjoy reading it, thank you. Lastly, is important to read the note at the end. —

— ¡AQUÍ YO!, ¿ALLÁ QUIÉN? —

ALL THE RIGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS AND POKÉMON ARE TO THEIR RESPECTIVE CREATOR…

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— It can no longer continue! —

"The final is coming, one fight, one day, one chance."

"Voices and shouts all around. Happiness, anger and possibly tears. For many to feel this moment, it is a great satisfaction. Whoever applauds you, shouts your name or has the pride to see you develop."

— Zoroak! —

"Gaining recognition, increasing respect, turning a dream into reality. For those, who are watching this moment, they don't know all the road traveled. The sadness, discomfort, nostalgia, vulnerability, panic, injustice. Only those who are living this moment. Everything possible will be done to gain a life."

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"But why speak in the third person? Maybe, I'm afraid I won't tell my whole story and I'll be left navigating my thoughts until the rest of my life."

— Altaria! —

"In front of me, I see a person who was bored with life. I was late, I didn't notice… I don't think so, I just ignored him, and he was suffering while I was in my own word, enjoying it. He needed a friend. I could have been that friend. But something tells me from the bottom of my heart. What I did during this time. It was right."

— Chesnaught! —

"It is my duty to make him demonstrate how beautiful life is. For those who brought me together and taught me how to live it. Girls, thank you for everything. And guys I'm so sorry. I thank you all for considering me."

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— Dialogue. — Human.

— "Dialogue."— Thought or may be an assumption or sarcasm.

— (Dialogue.) — Pokémon o it can be an interaction.

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— Pikachu! —

"This day will be marked as a national celebration. But for me it will be a day where sadness and joy held hands and gifted their qualities to each other."

— Absol! —

"One stadium, one final, two people, several Pokémon. Whether the favorite wins."

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* This small means a summary or data.

/Flashback/ A memory of before is made.

_ Oration. _ A preview of space and/or time

— Dialogue. — A word, phrases that reveal a future in the story or Pokémon movements.

— Dialogue. — They will appear when they have a waking or sleeping dream.

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"Or lose."

— "So… What is The Next Step?" —

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_Past. _

What proceeds after losing in a dreadful way of some competition? Well… to answer that question. I will tell you the story a Pokémon trainer, who traveled all over region called Unova and lose the league, the result was so ridiculous for him and all those who accompanied or/and watched, either because he lost against a rookie or where a Riolu had evolved until the last moment. This loser trainer is none other than Ash Kétchum.

— I want more! — He shouts and takes a pink drink.

— (Pikachu!) —

— ¡Kid… it's already the eighth! — Insists the bartender. — And your Pokémon can't resist anymore! — Yeah. That loser trainer is me.

And no. You will not be told the past of the past. Going backwards, we would be revising the timeline more. It doesn't change enough, though. The combat at the beginning is the present. This moment is the past. However, this would be our present and the combat the future.

This timeline stuff confuses one. But… Well, I didn't lend so much attention to professor Sycamore.

I was accompanied by my first Pokémon, my best friend. A yellow electric mouse. Or I want to believe that it would be weird if it was a cat… electric. Anyway, his name is Pikachu, yeah, lover of Ketchup and with a pride not to enter his respective Pokeball. Before you wonder, what a wonderful name, don't worry. I'll give him a nickname later.

Well, the case is that me and my friend were in Viridian City sitting on one of the chairs in a bar. We got even over drinks and fried food, we didn't want to go home because of this bitter defeat, but we were thankful for the battle, we fled from the Unova Region, of course.

I traveled with some friends and their names are Iris and Cilan. They are not important so far. But it doesn't hurt introduce them a little bit. Iris is an explosive girl with her attitude. Cilan, a weird guy when interacting with any person. They came with me to my region. They didn't stay long though, as they had to make their different destinations.

By the way, if you remember correctly, I am from Kanto. One region, it has a cave, it's next to regions, it has a cruise ship. Well… details that nobody cares about. Yo… I have changed a little. Before I could say nice things about Kanto.

I also travel with a reporter, researcher, or hiker… this of fighting in the final does affect me, I can't concentrate much. Wait a minute… I remember, she is a journalist. Her name is Alexa, she helped me with a problem I had in that region. And she accompanied me after all. Seriously, in fact at that time.

She said that would visit the Science Museum of Pewter City, do interviews, and take photos.

— I want more! — I exclaimed hitting the concrete bar...— Au... Auauauauau… Au...— I remember it hurt too much.

— You're not good, okay?… I'm going to call Officer Jenny. — The bartender threatens me. He holds a phone in his right hand.

— Wait!… (Hip)… just one more and that's it...— Trying to negotiate with the person.

— Just this one and that's it… won't always drink yogurt and his Pikachu won't always drink Ketchup…! — Mention the bartender looking for more drinks…

— Did you hear Pika… (hip)… chu…—

I was such an idiot at the time. I don't remember how old I was. 17 or 18? Like I say, this timeline stuff is confused. I don't know why I say that. I'm just telling a piece of my story. Like I'm going to change Destiny. Maybe, I'm not concentrating enough since I'm fighting epically in the future. And that's why I'm skipping some parts.

— (Pikachu!) — The yellow mouse answers me.

I remember a tall gentleman arrives, he sits down next to me, he was dressed somewhat dark, all in black, a hat, glasses, suit, a cape, and black boots, practically all in black… Finally, a necklace in the shape of a Pokéball in color; red, white, and blue. I will never forget that. It was important for my character development.

— I want what the buddy also asked for...— He said in a terrifying voice.

— … … … … … ...— The bartender leaves somewhat puzzled, however, the customer is always right, so he leaves to get the drinks, or he was just afraid at that moment.

— "This is awkward…" — I thought with nerves that rivaled... I don't remember. Oops. Let's skip that part.

—… … … … … ...— A few seconds passed. Until…

— Two orders of yogurt… for you and you… Pikachu… I hope it's the last one. — After he said that, the bartender walks away to leave us alone.

— Here. — I said, pouring Pikachu some more ketchup.

— (Pika pi.) — Pikachu smiles at me.

— Seriously kid, you must stop that. — Says . Kid?! What about this old man? If I ever meet him again. I'll tell him impotent old man.

— You don't send me (Hip) even if you were my father. — I expressed myself to look him in the face for few moments, but that didn't faze the tough guy.

— I know… I know that… but you shouldn't take it out on strawberry yogurt and that little fellow drinking too much. — The mysterious character worries.

— I'm sorry, I didn't know taking it out on yogurt was a crime! — I don't think that was my best response.

—… ... … … … …— A silence followed what I said.

— I'm sorry, I'm just discouraged, and I'd rather be… relax. — My mind was not very good. If I wanted to be pitiful, I didn't succeed, or rather, I was embarrassed. — M-M-Maybe we'd better go (Hip) Pikachu… Mom will be waiting for us to go home. —

— I can help you with that problem… — He says that without looking at me and takes a sip of yogurt.

— Huh? — Since he said that, that was the beginning of one of my craziest and most depressing adventures. — Yes, of course. — My face was annoyed. — As if I had some kind of medicine or pill. —

I moved like a snake or one of those dolls that stand outside a store and dance with their little arms in the air. I did it to show him that I cared so much… Maybe it was a senseless idiocy. Yes, maybe that's why i did it.

— Actually, yes, there is…—The gentleman reaches for something with his right hand inside his suit. — I know I put it somewhere. — He is still searching. He searches and searches until he remembers he has a flask in his left pocket. — Can you take it out of my pocket? — I was still dancing, not alone, my Pokémon was dancing with me too. Until he stopped in his tracks and answered.

— Whoa! Take easy buddy, I don't give that side you know (Hip). So, with your permission, I'm out. — I saw the gentleman's face quite serious. He was wasting my time. So, with all my law I said… — Mmm… okey (hip)… I hope it's worth it… because (hip)… I need to get home early. — Reach for his pocket to get it over with. — Wow! —I shout sarcastically when I see the flask with something green inside… — Is it broccoli smoothie or what? — I move the flask; I'm repulsed by green.

— Drink it. —And he says it bluntly. If I was told that every time, I saw something… I'd only have one Pokédolar. Wait, that was its moment. So, I'd have like 55 Pokédolar so far.

— Aha, and my name is… Satoshi (Hip), I'll drink it. Are you… crazy (hip)?... I don't know what you're giving me… my mom told me not to talk… (Hip) with strangers… — Ash is my nickname. Spoiler.

— (Chu.) — Expresses Pikachu pointing at me. I'm implying that he affirms what I said. But the strange thing about him is that his face is very red, was it because of the ketchup?

—… … … … …— However, the gentleman had a vein throbbing in his forehead. — I know you, and I'd rather help you than waste any more of your life. So, do me the favor of drinking it, just so you know, this will change your destiny. — He threw me another flask. — And give it to your friend too… I think it will also affect his luck. — I watchet him with his face averted wondering if was saying the truth.

— Aha, and I am the champion (Hip) of champions. —

Why didn't i have another origin story? More elaborate, better structured with a mystery backstory. But no. I was here with a man who offered me an experimental drug. Yeah, I found out later it was experimental.

— With that attitude you are going to be a loser of losers…— Sigh resentfully the gentleman.

— I-I-I as you told me!?— I didn´t know how to act. I was so naive, I'm glad they helped me to behave myself afterward… I think so.

— You're a loser!... — He exclaims giving me enough courage to take that substance.

— Like this! — All at once, there's no turning back. Nothing mattered anymore. What else did I lose? Another league?

— They take it slowly, or else… — He saw how the flask are empty. — IDIOTS! — With a concern that could be seen for miles. It would have been better if he had told us at the beginning. It wouldn't change anything, though. Just a warning would be best.

— ¿You said? — I finished swallowing all the liquid, although the taste made me grimace with displeasure, even though it went to Pikachu. It was the worst feeling in the world. Wait a minute, this whole thought can be misinterpreted.

— Don't move… — The gentleman looks at how we staggered, everything was spinning.

— … — I just closed my eyes.

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— What happened? —

We found ourselves in a room, the electric mouse and me, were lying on a bed. I was the first to wake up. Then look in every corner of the room.

— Ehhh?... — I saw a letter on my abdomen. —Ash…— I started to read it.

— "Ash… You're a huge idiot… You wouldn't have taken it all at once, that why you passed out. Anyway. I hope you wake up soon, I left you in a room at the Pokémon Center. I guess it will have been a couple of hours." — I don't even remember the time. But it did take some time. Also, as the letter said. I remembered what it said. — "Well, I must go, I'll see you soon. —

— But what?!— I jumped in shock.

— (What's going on?) — My Pokémon partner wakes up. He was standing in battle position. — (Where is it?!) — Sparks fly out of his cheeks.

— Pikachu did you speak!? — Believe me, since that time, I freaked the hell out. I hide under my blanket lying down.

— (How?!) — Even if I didn't know it, I understood my Pikachu very good… a lot.

— See! — Still hiding. — Who are you?! A legendary Pokémon?! Zorua?! — I uncover myself and face the Pikachu.

— (Excuse… me?) — Pikachu changes his yellow color to a white color on his body. — (D-D-Don't freak out Ash…)— Pikachu backs into the corner. — (One of my lightning bolts will help you stop talking nonsense.) — He charges his body with electricity.

— Wait, hold on, time out. — I put my arms in the shape of a cross. — Just let me go and… — I received an exquisite lightning bolt. — AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! — This… this level of electricity, I only knew because it was unique to my friend.

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After clearing things up, we talked about our adventures… victories and defeats… achievements and losses… we chatted for a while, I got out of bed and looked at the time… I was late arriving to Pallet Town.

— I feel better, it is as if I have recharged all my energies. — I looked at myself in the mirror. Besides, I was saying because Pikachu gave me energy.

— (I feel that too.) — He nods, of course, as if he will ever run out of steam. — (I know this strange… How is it that you can understand me perfectly? Could it be an effect? — He moves his pointed ears.

— That's what I think too… Or maybe it because I'he known you for a long time and I hit my head too hard. — Whatever it is, it's an excellent gift from the gods. — It's a side effect. Let's leave it at that. — I said it because Pikachu didn't look convinced.

— (Maybe…)— He supported the idea little.

— Well! Mom will be waiting for us! — I remember that with great enthusiasm, I wanted to get home no matter what. I felt complete. Alive… Hopeful

— (Sure… let's go…)— Climbing on my left shoulder.

Hopes and luck, those ideas fill my thoughts day by day. I had fall, but I endured them because of my friends and those who helped me get up. To follow my destiny, freedom, dream, goals, games, laughter, and to reach the perfection on myself.

However, let's not get too far ahead of ourselves. For the time being, I will not tell you my story, but you will see my story. Until we meet in the future, or you are in my present. At the end of it all, we must coincide in time. Will you be able to reach me, or will this be the last time we see each other? This will not be easy.

Out here in the quiet of the night,

Beneath the stars, and moon

We both know we've got something on our minds

We won't admit, but it's true

You look at me, I look away

— Hi nurse Joy!... I'm sorry that we have occupied one of the rooms. — Ash mentions, leaning back in front of the Pokémon nurse. — I hope I didn't cause you any trouble and thank you very much for your hospitality. — Well, some things got burned by the lightning Pikachu threw. That's the least of it. A TV, a small table and part of a charred sheet. Everything out there is fine.

— D-D-Don't worry Ash…— A bit nervous, while waving his hands to indicate not to do that, regularly, many people would just say "thank you" and leave.

— Well, well… Miss Joy didn't know you had a boyfriend, don't do that in public, you know where to go next. — Says a trainer leaving the place. The Nurse Joy blushes.

— Ehhh? — Ash didn't understand what she meant by the last thing. — Go where? —

— N-N-Nothing Ash… Your Pokémon are healed and ready to travel with you again. It was nice to see you again… Have a nice afternoon…— She leaves blushing, but not before leaving a tray with Pokébolls

— What happened, Pikachu? — The small rodent denied without understanding anything.

— (I don't know…)— Ash grabs his Pokémon and leaves too. — (The nurse must be sick, got it? — From his little mouth he laughs. Satoshi just smiles.

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,

But I don't know how to start

I wanna tell you, but now

I'm afraid that you might break my heart

Oh, why should anything so easy ever

Be so hard to do?

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,

And to say that, I love you.

— 1,2. 1,2. 1,2. — The caramel-eyed trainer jogged or ran along with his Pokémon.

— (I'm faster than you.) — Pikachu brags as it got a head start on its human companion.

— I don't think so… — He and his friend were racing to be who is the first to arrive. — "My stamina, I feel like, I can run all the way to Johto… this is really weird… but I like it." — Pikachu for its part remains the same. Although he increases his speed more as time goes by.

I practice all the things that I could say,

Line by line, every word

I tell myself today could be the day,

But every time, I lose my nerve

I look at you, you look away

— Pikachu, I think we need to get to Professor Oak first… — The messy-haired boy suggests.

— (Hey, I was going to tell you the same thing… I'm going first…)— Uses the Quick Attack move to overtake and leave Ash behind. — (Bye-bye Squirtle!)

— No way! — Pikachu disappears from Ash's sight.

— (HAHAHA.) — The rodent laughs, feels the coolness of the weather. Hear the brief atmosphere. Smell of the air. He closes his eyes to rest in that divine delicacy. When he opens his eyes again. He gets angry at Ash. — (Hey cheater!) — Pikachu saw his trainer riding on Unfezant.

— HAHAHA… Goodbye Metapod…— He gives his flying Pokémon a light tap and it flies away.

— (I Will not be left behind! Do you…Understand?!) — He increases his acceleration even more, jumps on the branches of the trees…

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,

But I don't know how to start.

I wanna tell you, but now

I'm afraid that you might break my heart

— We're getting there! — Little by little they saw Professor Oak's barn and laboratory.

— (Nice!) — It propels itself through the branches to jump farther than usual. — (But I won't let you take the victory.) — It uses the Electroball move on the Pokémon where Ash mounted. It hits excellent and plummets down.

— AaaaaHhh! — Scream loud like a man.

— (I think I overdid it… a little.) — With a bead of swat running down the back of his neck. He runs chasing where Ash is going to fall.

— Professor, professor, professor… We are falling…— Ash mentions with a desperation not to fall.

— (Come on, don't exaggerate so much, please.) — He narrows his eyes. Unfezant can no longer hold up to the sky. So, he accidentally knocks Ash down. — (Wow!) —

— Unfezant return! — Ash takes out his Pokéball and puts the Pokémon back in. — I have no choice! — The boy jumps into one of the branches, leaving Pikachu behind.

— (But what?!) — The rodent is astonished- there were 50 meters to go…

— ¡Here I come! — 40 meters.

Oh, why should anything so easy ever

Be so hard to do?

I wanna tell you what I'm feeling,

And to say that…

— (I want my ketchup.) — They bet that the loser pays for the other's meal. Ketchup versus stew. Arceus only knows how he's going to get that Pikachu. 30 meters left.

— Whew. That was close. — Ran out of branches, now running on foot. 20 meters. — You don't always win Pikachu. —

— (Look at me cry.) — A wicked grin appears on Pikachu's face. 10 meters. — ("I have to go upstairs quickly.") — As if in slow motion they both skid suddenly, face each other and smile.

— "Dude… you gave everything you could… but this victory I'll take it… Me!"— The camera returns to its normal state, and they run with all their might. 5 meters…

— ("I'm so sorry… Satoshi… you can beat me and even with my Quick Attack advantage… however… you lack more practice.") — They leave behind them curtains of dust, people and Pokémon nearby watch the two compete, to them it seemed fun and others childish for doing that kind of competition. — ("4… 3… 2… 1…")—

— Win/(First)! — They break down the door, shattering it by such force both.

I love you.

— What's going on here?! — The shout comes from an old man, suddenly he comes out of a room, he was wearing a robe and behind him, there was a boy with a green shirt and an orange bandana. — My door?! — The door could be seen in pieces, the smoke that was in that room was dissipating gradually. — Who are you?! — In his hand he had a Pokéball ready to battle.

— Excuse me professor…— It was none other than Professor Oak and Tracey, the assistant. Samuel Oak is responsible for giving a Pokémon to our protagonist. He oversees taking care of all of Ash's Pokémon, either in battle or those who are not in his battle team. In his time, he was known for his strength and love of Pokémon. Tracey Sketchit, lab assistant, former travel companion, talented sketch artist and Pokémon watcher.

It would be interesting to see Samuel and Ash in combat. Experience versus skill.

— (Ket… chup…) —

— Ash? Pikachu? — They both walked slowly out of the smoke, positioned in front of the two of them, Pikachu waving with his paw, which is on Ash's right shoulder, while the other waved with his thumb. — Is that you guys? —

— Hello/(Hi.) — They close their eyes still smiling on the spot. — We are back, professor. — At the last thing he said, he got so nervous, where also Pikachu had that feeling. They felt fear as Samuel Oak showed on his shadowed face, red eyes, and a scary smile.

— AaaSssHhh and PppIiiKkkAaaCccHhhUuu! — Flying type Pokémon, were gliding back and forth of the shout the professor gave. Tracey covered his ears, and Ash with his Pokémon stood their groud with swirling eyes.

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— I notice something different. It's as if you had changed from one day to the next. — Oak admired every detail of Ash, Tracey was not far behind, he drew Pikachu quickly. They noticed a different kind of feeling on their faces.

— Eh, I don't think so. You saw me months ago. The league and all that. I guess going to another region changes. — He laughs like a fool.

— I thought you would hurt, the result, you know? — Tracey who had already relaxed of drawing the electric Pokémon.

— Yes, it's surprising that I'm not crying. I don't know myself. —Pikachu looked around the lab. On one table were Pokéballs, another table: electronics, a cabinet with medicines.

— Let's leave it at that. We always see you change when you come back from a region, this would be no exception. — The professor commented with a smile.

— I don't know whether to take it as a compliment or an insult, professor. — Showing a sad face. — Thank you, though, I guess. — He changes his face to happiness

— "It is not the exception. It is an anomaly. This aura is different from Sinnoh. The strength it had back then was outstanding, this time, its spirit, it's perfect." Sure Ash, are you going to want something to drink? — He would get up from his chair to go the kitchen.

— Some tea, please. —

— "I'm just jumping to conclusions. If I had to say anything, I'd say he's learning." On the way. — He waded in.

— Pikachu, look, some cookies! — Tracey says pointing to a medium-sized box of chocolate chip cookies. The rodent jumps for joy and nods.

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_ Half-hour later…_

— Can your Pikachu really talk?! — Tracey questioned in amazement. Giving the last cookie to the rodent. Who gladly accepts.

— That's right. — Very confident answers the brown-skinned boy. — Show them, my friend. Ash grabs the body of his Pokémon, for Pikachu groans. Leaving that aside, Pikachu gets ready and speaks.

— (Pika… chu.) — Ash understood his little rodent perfectly, however, to Oak and Tracey looked on with pure disappointment.

— Come! —

— He is crazy. — Mentions the sketch artist.

The professor withdraws all thoughts of change toward Ash. — "Yeah, just jumping to conclusions." —

Ash said goodbye to the establishment, to the professor told him that he would study Pikachu, Ash thought that they did not believe him, and it was true, the only person who understands Pikachu is Ash. Anyway, they black-haired boy walks straight home. And knocks on the door.

— I'm coming, wait please. — The voice is heard inside the house. One minute passes.

— "What is she doing?" — He asks himself. He becomes impatient after waiting a couple more minutes. Again, the voice speaks.

— If you want to open the door, I'll be right with you. — That voice was an older woman.

— "Okay here I go." — He pulls the knob, opens the door, look around the somewhat cluttered room. Suddenly she comes out of a room, a 42-year-old woman, but with excellent care she looks about 30 years old, a brown hair with a green ribbon in the back forming a ponytail, beautiful chocolate eyes, a pink blouse with a single button on her chest, inside a yellow t-shirt, purple skirt, D cup breasts and blue sneakers.

— What… — She stands. — Ash? — She had in her arms a basket of clean clothes, which she was going to fold, but it doesn't matter, she throws that object away, runs to Ash and hugs him. — Sweetie! —With a big angelic smile, she shows the trainer.

— Hi, Mom. — He reciprocates his mother's hug. She is Delia Ketchum, Ash's mother. — I am… home… — He feels a bit of strength in that hug. As if she would not let him go. — I'm home…— She smiles happily.

_After a few minutes._

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— Very good Ash, tell me, how did you have a good time there? — Ash's more relaxed mother commented. They are both in the kitchen, Ash sitting on a kitchen cabinet and Delia chopping vegetables on a counter.

— Everything was fine, wonderful, I met warm people, unusual Pokémon, tasty food. If I had to summarize in one word, it would be…— Ash recounted, eating some of Delia's pre-meal.

— Funny. — She moves all the vegetables to a casserole dish and turns back, a stare she throws at Ash. — Or easy. —

— "Wow, i don't get any ideas but she can kind of look into my soul now." … You know I lost the Unova league. — Now he lowers his head to just stare at the floor. — And I'm so sorry if I let you down. — He smiles falsely, a little afraid to look into her mother's eyes.

— Ash…—

— But… you know, that will not discourage me from taking away my dreams, if I fall, I will get up, not alone, but with the help of my friends and Pokémon, I will achieve my dream of being a Pokémon Master. — With his joyful countenance he returns to the hero's face. The brown-haired woman is surprised, he was not going to back down.

— "I admire that passion my son, you give me hope. — Delia thought, her face had a smile one would envy. She is proud. What she said, was music to her beautiful ears. — Satoshi… I.—

— That attitude, Ash! — A woman's scream is heard next to the previous thought and cutting Delia off.

— Alexa? — The Kétchum boy quickly gets up from the furniture.

— Huh? — Delia turned at the name his son said, Alexa was accompanied by Professor Oak and with Pikachu on her head.

— Oh yeah… — With her hands she adjusts her shirt, as if dusting it off. Inhale and exhale. — You went too far, Ash, you left me abandoned! — The native journalist of the Kalos exclaims with all her being.

— Abandoned? — Mrs. Kétchum asks a little nervously. Pikachu gets off the teacher and turns to look at Delia wanting to see her reaction.

— Alexa, I didn't remember you… — Satoshi laughs, after what happened at the bar, he didn't remember that he came with his friend.

— Agree on what? — Now the mother is dizzy from the present situation.

— You must take responsibility for your actions. — He expressed crying comically. Meanwhile, Oak just laughs and scratches his cheek. Pikachu greet Mr. Mine, who had just finished folding the clothes that Delia had left behind. He climbs on his head and explains what is going on.

— Responsible? Acts? Ash! ¡I demand you tell me what's going on! — The 42-year-old woman was shaking his son like a rag doll. With swirling eyes Satoshi replies.

— Wait… mom. — He tries to explain. Oak went to see what Delia was cooking but still paying attention to the situation.

— I couldn't take it anymore, he promised me, he would wait for me, he never did. — A small Helioptile calmed her traveling companion. She turns to look at Pikachu for a second, greets her and he corresponds to being in the mime's head.

— N-N-No that's not true... mom you can believe me right. — Suddenly look at his Pokémon, which is still in the mime's head. — What are you laughing at, Pikachu?! — Mr. Mine her hand to her mouth pretending to laugh. — You too, Mr. Mine?! — She waves with her other hand, welcoming the trainer.

— (Satoshi Kétchum, may Ho-oh take you in his holy glory.) — He says mockingly, bows his head and prays to the legendary Pokémon. Now, the mime lets out a little laugh.

— Ash…—

— "Damn!" — As he received a slap from her mother. He wishes it was a slap.

The next step.

— And professor… Where is Tracey? — Ash was sitting next to Alexa, she was smiling, because she loved the brown-haired lady's food, the professor is sitting across the Alexa, but what is scary for him, is that his mother is across from him, he was sweating profusely, while he has a black left eye. His mother was sending him death stares, only for him it made his hair stand on end.

— Went to Misty's Gym, went to help her with some things. — Eat some meat. Pikachu and Helioptile ate happily. Pikachu share cold water.

— Oh… that's nice. And Gary? — You haven't seen him anywhere since he arrived.

— He is in Vermilion City…— She coldly answers his clueless son.

— Why… — He sees this mother's threatening look. — …shouldn't we continue eating? — He eats nervously, as his person in front of him is afraid of him, and it is better not to talk so as not to make him angrier.

— So, Ash... I'll be here for a while, but I'll have to go to Kalos, maybe in about three days. Do you know where some is a hotel? — Asks the girl next to him.

— W-W-Well…— Pikachu finished his plate. Helioptile told him she didn't want any more and gave it to him. The rodent didn't know what to do, he was already full of Tracey's cookies, he might throw up. He didn't want to be rude.

— Stay…— Her mother mentions dryly without looking away of Ash. — There is a room for visitors. And only for visitors, right Ash? — Who nods hurriedly and nervously.

— Oh! Really Mrs. Kétchum? Thank you! — She bows a little to say thanks. Mr. Mine picks up Pikachu´s plate, tells the mouse not no worry, tells Helioptile to look to the side. She turns and the leftover food magically disappears. Pikachu thanks him with a raised paw the mime responds with a raised right thumb. Helioptile is surprised that he ate it in a short time.

— "Well, I've taken other hits. But this one really hurt."— Ash thinks, looking out the window. A clear sky, with few clouds, but that didn't stop it from ventilating outside. Fresh air, the leaves of the trees rustled. — Mom, I'm done, eh. I'm going to the lab. I'll see you in a little while. — He rises again from his seat, out the door quickly. Leaving a kiss on his mother's cheek.

— I'll go with you Ash. — Helioptile and Pikachu climb on Alexa's shoulders. Mr. Mine lifts Alexa's partner's plate and goes to the sink. — Thank you for the food, Ms. Delia! — She waves goodbye and walks away to catch up with Ash.

— Excuse me Delia, see you later… — The great scientist of Kanto and the World also goodbye. With a smile on his face. The mime lifts the plates and glasses from the table.

— You're welcome — She dismissed them with a raised hand. Her mood was gradually lowering. — Do you think could pass me? — Who washed the dishes. The Pokémon answered. "A little bit."— Hehe, well let's be clear that Satoshi is a kid. — She watched them walk away, Alexa already caught up with Ash, the professor with his hands in his bags looked at the couple. — What happened? — Suddenly the sound of water from the sink stopped.

Mr. Mine looked at Delia with disinterest. — All right. He's a big boy. — She was still looking at her the same way. — It's okay, he's an adult now. Already? — The psychic Pokémon resumed its work. — "If she wants to can go into my mind. "— She sighed in dismay. She touches her cheek where Ash kissed her before leaving. — "Maybe… just maybe…"— At that instant she shakes her head wildly, denying a thought that should never cross her. — I'll go to my bedroom, Mr. Mine. I'm sorry for leaving your work. — She runs to her room. The Psychic girl look at Delia with no intention of hiding her face. Which was flushed. She sighs and finishes washing the glasses.

This Pokémon retires to front yard to water the plants. With a smile and greeting villagers. It's a nice afternoon.

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— (Bulbasaur.) — A small plant-type Pokémon is calmly walking around Samuel Oak's establishment.

— ¡Bulbasaur! — This Pokémon is the Pokémon that Pikachu's trainer captured. Ash Kétchum, the aforementioned turns quickly to where he was called.

— (¡B-Bulbasaur!) — He shouts excitedly, his trainer was running in front of his eyes.

— ¡Bulbasaur! — Ash runs to greet his little friend, his family. He trips over a rock, Pikachu for his part worries and then smiles. Even being on Alexa's shoulder.

— Don't worry… I'm fine… — He stroked his Pokémon's head. The plant-type had been worried because he had fallen face down. He lifts it up with his whips. — Thanks, my friend! —

— Wow Ash, you got a good one. — She watches as he gets up. Sighs, and sets up her equipment to fil the barn. — Where's my camera!? — She searches desperately, touches her forehead, checks her sleeves, but her assistant Helioptile takes out a portable camera from the journalist's bag. — Thank you, partner. — She installs it with the headband on her head. — Cute Pokémon, is it yours? — She pets Bulbasaur.

— Hey Ash, why don't you call the others? — Suggests the professor already arriving where they were. — If that Bulbasaur, it's him… — He answers the question asked by the journalist, looks to the sky and then on the ground. — You should get ready once the army comes. And I'm not only saying into you, Alexa. — He laughs a little. He focuses on the trainer.

— Huh? ¿What do you mean, professor? — Alexa was dismayed. The only one who understood were Ash and Pikachu. They think and laugh shyly.

— Yeah sure, hold me… — He closes his eyes, mentally prepares himself, before he inhales and exhales. Bulbasaur launches a Solar Beam in the sky. At the noise, Ash opens his eyes and looks up at the sky. — Damn. — The teacher tells the journalist to stan in one spot. And he recommends her to stand in a nearby tree. Also, so that the sun doesn't hit so much.

— (Arceus.) —

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— How have you been? — Still lying down, Pikachu climbs on the black-haired man's head.

He repeatedly speaks his name. Ash doesn't understand anything he says. Pikachu to his aid says.

— (He said, Good you're back, I'm fine, I'm glad you're Okay!) — Translates the electric mouse to his trainer on his right side. — (Bulbasaur, just a moment. Do you understand what I'm saying?) — He gets an idea Pikachu.

The Pokémon doesn't understand what exactly him mean and cocks its head in confusion. In the end it nods to his question.

— (I tried a while ago with the others. If they understood me by "Pikachu" or how you understand me.) —

— "I see, so… to everyone you say Pikachu, as if nothing has changed." Apparently, I can only talk to you, right Pikachu? — Laughing himself silly.

— (Oh, Ash.) — He shakes his head in denial.

On the side of the tree.

— Professor, what did Ash's Pokémon do? — Ask the journalist. Feeling the ground move.

— Oh, it's a signal is to gather them Pokémon from Unova. Because the signal patterns are varied depending on whether they are the Pokémon from Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh and Unova. — He answers politely, while holding his hand to his head, to scratch it. — Only Bulbasaur. He went a little too far and didn't distinguish the colors… — Helioptile hears in the distance how several Pokémon arrive. She senses that they are having an epic competition.

Back to Ash

Scraggy, Leavanny, Palpitoad, Boldore and a Krookodile suddenly appear. — Wow. Hi, guys! You arrived in a hurry. — They were already close. They were already used to the lightning. Whether it was at lunchtime or other reasons. Although this one was strange, multicolored and their first time seeing it. — I see you get along good. — He starts petting them. Scraggy in on top of Boldore, Leavanny calmly accepts the cuddles, Ash bends down to rub Palpitoad's head. — I don't forget about you Krookodile. — The earth-type Pokémon with its claws had touched Ash's left shoulder.

— (What's up?) — Pikachu greets everyone present.

Satoshi, hug the crocodile. He lets himself go a little. If it corresponds to him, it could paralyze him.

For that Ash brought out his Pokémon. Charizard, Snivy, Unfezant, Oshawott and Pignite. — Wow, what are you doing? — Oshawott with its shell presumes it knows what. Pignite and Snivy approach the trainer and with their heads down with a hug, Unfezant looks angrily at Pikachu, stressing to him that electro-ball, was extremely unnecessary. Charizard as usual blows a light fire in Ash's face. — Yeah, I barely had time to breathe. — Complaining about how hot he is right now.

— (I'm sorry, okay?) — Pikachu nervously replies to Unfezant who turns its head that it didn't care anymore. She just approaches the trainer and spreads his wings to show him that all is good.

— Hi, friends. — Say hello warmly to them Unova Pokémon. — It was a good trip. We met a lot of people, got plenty of rest, had a great time, defeated Team Plasma. — He expresses himself with great nostalgia. The Pokémon nod or with their respective language give the trainer to understand that the is right. — I was able to meet you, my Unova family, you fought excellent, but my absolute immaturity was with me. "And yes, Iris is right." — They already knew what he was referring to at this moment. Pikachu signals them no to try anything and shakes his head with a smile. — I thought we would win this time…— He lowers his gaze for a few seconds. They were pitying or feeling sorry for the boy. Until he says the following. — It doesn't matter if we didn't win, this was an obstacle for me, a test which I failed. —

Looking in front of their Pokémon, the Unova Pokémon turn to see the inmense number of Pokémon. Kingler, Muk, Snorlax, Heracross, Bayleef, Quilava, Totodile, Noctowl, Donphan, Swellow, Corphish, Torkoal, Glalie, Staraptor, Torterra, Buizel, Gliscor, Gible and 30 Tauros.

Those who ran in a hurry when they saw the signal, some climbing on the back of a flying-type. Elevation with psychic for those who could not run, waking up Snorlax had to use several attacks to make him react, Buizel and Glalie, who also supported with a frozen river.

Alexa watched on her side the moment they arrived. She could see the gasp, a second's repite, they demanded their lungs oxygen. — "That's what the profesor was referring to." — Who recorded without ceasing to be shocked. All that shaking was because of them. The aforementioned only checked Ash worriedly.

— We will destroy this bad streak our dreams will come true if we support each other. You are my friends and family. So, why don't we start with a new chapter for everyone, right?! — Everyone shouts in their respective Pokémon voices. They supported that idea.

— Wow! — The journalist shoots wildly. Still admiring the number of Pokémon in front of her and Ash.

— "Will what he says be true?" — The professor thought doubtfully. What Ash was promising is a dream. — "Well, dreams do come true if one tries hard enough." — He watched as all of Ash's Pokémon cut distance, for this day, they will be selfish to have a piece of affection part of their trainer. It was a stampede approaching towards Ash.

Unova's Pokemon, Charizard and Bulbasaur went into defense mode to protect the boy. Pikachu flees from there and goes with Helioptile to the tree where Alexa is.

— This is going to hurt. — Unova's, broke out in a cold sweat as they listened to Ash. Charizard and Bulbasaur just smile from the adrenaline rush.

From Ash's home.

Mr. Mine cleaned the windows from outside. She had already finished watering the plants. — AAAAHHH! — She watched as the window cracked a little. — NOOO! — The psychic Pokémon turns its head to the direction of the scream. Wondering if it was Ash or Satoshi. She chuckles at the thought. She pulls itself together to get tools and repair the window.

_Hours later. _

The trainer was playing with everyone, one or the other jealous of a Pokémon. Thie professor was interviewed by Alexa for his great knowledge and this same one invited him a cold drink for this heat. Being accepted. Both sitting at a table watching as Ash went from one Pokémon to another. Even initiating Pokémon battles. Our protagonist asks professor where Sceptile and Infernape were. He only answered that they were fine. But that he would look for them later. Ash nodded momentarily.

Alexa had been surprised by Ash's request. The journalist was quite pleased, so she accepted the request. Ash and his multitude of Pokémon pose together for a photo. All thanks to Alexa for helping.

It was time to return home, it was getting dark… Alexa thanked the professor for his stay and hospitality. The trainer just waved goodbye and promised to come back later. Pikachu was on him right shoulder, and Helioptile after having so much fun with Ash's Pokémon, was resting on the journalist's left shoulder. The other Pokémon with their expression forms were saying goodbye… in their own way.

They walked all the way down the street to get to the house. Ash chatted with Alexa about irrelevant topics. And who laughed a joke or two at the brown-eyed boy's nonsense.

_The next step. _

The trainer's mother had already lost her nerve since then.

— I hope the tea and cookies were good for me. — The woman is embarrassed.

— Don't worry ma'am, it's quite tasty." — She eats very satisfied. For the others nodded. — A rich stew cannot be denied. So, we'll hold on. — The mime lifts the cups and the small plates.

— Very good, well I hope you are hungry, aren't you Ash? — With Mr. Mine's help they set the table for dinner. — While I'm serving, you'll be dishing it out, Mr. Mine. — I understand his protégé's order and set four plates. And Pokémon food on the floor for Pikachu and Helioptile who had already woken up just to eat.

— Yes! I'm very hungry…— If he had to paint the face of an animal. It would be a raccoon. Too bad it wasn't Paint. — "Those kids really hurt me." — Remembering the stampede. Delia call everyone to the table. Alexa sits to Ash's left Samuel sits across from her. Leaving Delia free to sit across from Ash. They thank each other and proceed to eat.

— And… what are you going to do tomorrow, son? — Asks his mother calmly. To this, Ash suddenly chokes up.

— A-Ash?! — Worries the girl sticking her back to him. To relieve him breath.

— N-No problem… — He tries to pull himself together. He sighs for a moment. — Tomorrow I'll go to walk around town, see some friend and that's it. —

— And then? — Samuel looked sideways at Delia who was staring at Ash.

— Rest for a while, be with you, and so… —

— Then? — Alexa didn't even go were. She wasn't lending attention to the tense atmosphere. Even the Pokémon notice. The professor gets up to collect more water.

— … — Our boy believed that if answering him would affect her too much. —… — Like a battle of who would give in. Mr. Mine served Alexa more, as she asked for more stew. The atmosphere was too tense. And still the professor didn't return. With nothing more to do, Ash lost the battle.

— … I'm sorry, mom. —

— Why? —

— … —

— Can't you take a vacation? Not even a month. —

— Mom…—

— Are you bored of being at home?! —

— No, it's not true… —

— Is it me?! Am I boring you?! —

— Stop…—

Delia gets up from her seat. Her plate was unfinished. Those present, including Alexa, watched as she left the dining room. Pikachu goes after her.

— Maybe, she's not taking it well. — Mentions the professor leaning against the kitchen frame, while drinking some water.

— Ma'am…— She sees her going into the living room. — Ash, go after her. — Alexa gives a serious look to the trainer. Without much thought, he gets up without finishing him meal. — "Wow, making a lady cry." — She looks at Ash's plate for a second. — "… it's going to get cold." — She puts it on his side. This action does not go unnoticed by Oak, who also takes Delia's plate. And sits back dawn.

— Bon appetit. — They both nod… with a smile that Ash will somehow make it back… with Delia.

Has anyone stopped to think about the action than can harm someone?

— … — Ash looked around the room where she was sleeping. — Mom? — He was nowhere to be found. — Sorry… let's go eat yet. I won't be leaving soon. We're going to have a good time thesis day. It's okay… I'll take a vacation. Where do you want to go? A cruise? I heard there's a sauna that opened by Johto. —

A moan of sadness is heard. Ash looks toward the window. He could swear she is crying. —… "No…"— It tore him apart to hear that… He feels his heart going wild.

Pikachu accompanied Delia, who couldn't stop crying. He was stroking her head and telling her that everything was fine.

What does it feel like to have true love?

— I can't take a vacation, Mom. Because when my trip is over. I'll be home, all day. With you. — He replied in a mature manner.

— I could never get bored of being in the house, this is where I grew up, met my old friends, and had the most fun. — He walked to the window. The full moon looked very beautiful tonight.

Will Mom be able to withstand these actions?

— Don't you think you're being hard on yourself? If I got bored with you, then for others I wouldn't eve bump into them. Being with you is lucky. You know who I care about? — Walks to the window frame. He sticks his head out to look at Pikachu standing next to him. Now he concentrates on his mother's eyes. Who had lifted her face to look at Ash. — It is you. Very important to me. And I love you very much. — He holds out his hand to her. Which she accepts.

— Satoshi! — The trainer with surprise grabs his mother, she jumps from outside to hug the protagonist. Pikachu was so frightened that his soul came out of his body. — I love you too! — She cried into Ash's chest. He only corresponds and patted he on the head.

— So… are we going to eat? — His mother laughs at what he says.

— I'm sure there won't be anything on the table anymore. — She had already stopped crying. And he just hugged him no more.

— Okay, so. Then let's stay like this for a while. — He felt his heart relax. — And we would prepare something later. — Delia just nodded her head.

_Three day later. _

— Sweetie are you awake already?! You'll be late! — Ash looks in the mirror, he's wearing a blue jacket with white stripes. Navy blue pants. Red shoes with black, blue, and White stripes. Black gloves with a red border. This is the new outfit for Ash. Kalos Phase. — I knew you were going on a new adventure but not so soon. It's a good thing I made it in time. — She replies happily. Entering through the door, holding a red cap with white stripes. And proceeds to give it to him.

— T-Thanks mom. — Put aside the Unova cap with the other regions. As well as his medal case. He accepts what his mother gives him. So, he can put on the new cap. — How does it fit? — She responds with a thumbs up. He nods in return. He approaches his mother to tell her. — I promise I'll make it up to you… — He hugs his mother. She feels satisfied at this moment.

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At the airport, Ash and Alexa said goodbye to Professor Oak and Delia Kétchum.

— Satoshi, be careful of the girls. You are very helpless! You're still young. — Oak guffawed at that instant.

— Huh did you say something?! — The messy-haired boy was distracted by the sight of an unfamiliar Pokémon. Apparently, it was from Kalos.

— Nothing…— Parto f her soul leaves Delia's body. The professor hits himself in the forehead.

— You look good in those clothes. — Alexa says. Also, Helioptile affirms being on the left shoulder.

— Don't make blush, hahaha. — Embarrassed Ash, Pikachu just kept that Pokémon in sight. Being on his right shoulder.

— "(I don't recognize what kind it is… it looked like something new.)" — Pikachu analyzes.

— Please take care of my children. —The mother bows a little. Even including Pikachu.

— Leave everything in my hands. — Accepting that she is going to help the boy. They listen on the loudspeakers emitting the typical sound of a communiqué.

— The passengers of the flight to Kalos of the hour (…) please stand at the gate (…) — It was a woman's voice on loudspeaker to give flight announcements.

— Well, this is goodbye, see you guys. — Is that comments the teacher seeing the board of takeoffs and arrivals of airplanes. And they coincided with Ash's takeoff.

— Satoshi, take care of yourself! — The adult woman holds her hand to her chest.

— See you later! Thank you for your accommodation and everything! — Alexa and her companion ruin to the door.

— Take care, I love you, bye! — Ash chases after her too, along with Pikachu on his shoulder. — "Here we go, Kalos Here I come!" —

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In Ash's room… A note is found in the pocket of Unova's backpack.

— "Ash… You're a huge idiot… me too, I'm an idiot. But more you. Anyway. I hope you wake up soon, I left you in a room at the Pokémon Center. The effect should activate once you wake up.

I guess it will have been a couple of hours. You won't be the same, as time goes on, you'll know how to use that mind of yours. And you're going to mature dramatically.

May your heart guide you in your new adventure. Believe me, you will have a hectic life and you will want to give up. But, just have hope. I'll see you soon.

Ah… don't make any of them cry, okay?

N.H… —

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End.

Very important unique author's notes:

Some time ago I made a fanfic. It is the inspiration and the re-make of that one.

It was called "Esto no es facil" I stopped writing for school reasons or simply as time went by. I forgot all that. Although, I made sketches, even a timeline, and personalities with actions of each character. I could not recover those memories of my younger self.

The me of 5 years ago. He had the motivation and creativity to create stories.

My current self. I have the encouragement and ingenuity to recreate those stories.

Now, just this one and only time I will write this note. I will try improving even more. I will use my immature self its motivation and my current self the ingenuity. We will read each other at end of this story. Or in another story at its beginning.

This won't be a dark story, it won't be a normal story either, it will have romance, action, and drama. Even I don't know how it's going to end (... well if it has its sketch yet. With the tournament done.) I just know it won't be suitable for everyone. And I hope each chapter gets more mature. Because that... is The Next Step.

If anyone is Reading me of course.