Goh paced frantically, the day's events going through his mind. First Professor Cerise sent them to Sinnoh to investigate the giant Pokémon sightings. Second, that nice man helped them out at the fishing shop. Third they went fishing and he caught the giant Pokémon which turned out to be a magikarp. Fourth, the resort was attacked by team rocket, and they kidnapped Ash.

The resort was attacked by team rocket, and they kidnapped Ash.

Everything else today made sense, except for this one event. Sure, Team Rocket had been a pain in his neck ever since he met Ash. Yet, it was always the same team, a pink haired woman, a blue bobbed man, and a talking mouth, and they always were after Pikachu. This encounter, though, it was different. These weren't the usual grunts, they were meaner, stronger, smarter, more organized. And that woman, glasses and purple bob cut hair, she had been in charge that much he could recognize, but the young trainer didn't know who she was.

And yet her words still rang clear in his mind, "'That's the boy, get him.'"

The following battle…it didn't last long. All of the Pokémon they used were well trained and strong. In the end, Ash was poisoned, and trapped on the wrong side of a flame thrower. No one could get to him. Goh sighed, and stopped pacing, raising a hand up to run a palm down his face. His pale blue eyes drifted down to the small blue and black Pokémon sitting on the nearby bench.

Riolu sat there, his tail limp on the bench's cushion, and the pair of tomato berry eyes remained stuck on the floor. Goh, didn't understand why, but Riolu and Ash, despite only knowing each other for a little over two weeks were extremely close. Almost as close as the trainer was with his starter Pikachu, and they had been together for years. Goh, wanted to say that the reason Riolu was practically attached to Ash's hip was because the baby Pokémon imprinted on him, but over time it seemed to be something different. Riolu would know what Ash was feeling, and in turn Ash would know what Riolu was feeling. Goh couldn't explain it, no matter how much he wanted to, but he knew Riolu wasn't taking Ash's capture well.

Goh's hand clenched into fists. He had to get Ash, back! But how? Those grunts were the strongest he'd ever seen. And while Goh had some experience with battles, he wasn't really a battling trainer, and certainly didn't have the skill Ash had. Goh, had become a trainer at sixteen, while Ash started at ten. That's six years of experience that Ash over him. Eventually Goh just had to ask himself…

"What would Ash, do?" Goh held a fist to his chin in thought, "He would run in to rescue the Pokémon…without a plan… he would battle grunts…by himself…," Goh sighed, "But he wouldn't give up, so neither will I."

He sat down on the bench opposite of Riolu, "I won't give up. But where do I start? I can't just run-in like Ash could, I need a plan," He groaned, "I don't even know where they took him."

"...olu?" Riolu squeaked.

"We'll get him back," Goh swore, "I just need to figure out how."

"You some got spirit, and I fancy that," Suddenly spoke a somewhat familiar voice, in a strange accent.

Goh turned towards the voice, finding the nice people who help him earlier. A woman with pink hair, and a man with a messy periwinkle bob.

"So, we're just going to help you," the woman said.

"Really?" Goh, said standing up, "how?"

"One, a direct attack simply won't work," the woman said.

"Yeah, I pretty much figured that, I don't have the same experience that Ash does," Goh said.

"Good, to know you can think," the woman said.

"Before, amidst all the chaos, I managed to put a tracer on one of their Pokémon. That way, we know exactly where they are!" the man said.

"That really helps," Goh said, ideas and determination began to form in his mind.

"Now, while you lure them away from their helicopter, we'll sneak in and free all the Pokémon see!" the woman said enthusiastically.

"Yeah, yeah, tha-that could work," Goh said, with a nod, "Thank you. Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this is helping me."

"Ri ri olu!" Riolu began to shout.

"Now what's going on with this little one?" the Man asked.

Goh looked at Riolu, "I think he saying he'll help you break the Pokémon out," the young trainer turned back to the nice friendly folk, "His trainer was taken in the attack. Riolu must want to make sure he's okay."

"Well, I 'suppose, I could use the hand," the man said.

"Then let's get a move on," The woman said.

Meowth held the tracker in his paws, the tracker's location appearing as a shinning dot on the device's map. Strangely the cat Pokémon was completely okay with what he and his companions were about to do. It was nothing more than a usual caper, even though they were stealing from their own guys. But anything was worth doing if it meant seeing Matori miserable. And the daydreaming of how well the boss would treat them once they brought in all of those Pokémon was also very convincing.

However, Meowth's daydreaming was cut short by Jessie suddenly asking something that made all thoughts of the Boss's lap vanish.

"Does anyone else find it a little weird that Matori was after the twerp?"

James, thought about it for a moment before nodding, "It certainly is odd."

"Yeah, we never really told her about Pikachu," Meowth said.

"That's true," James said, "She shouldn't know."

"You both are missing the point," Jessie said, "Matori wasn't after pikachu, she was after the twerp. Didn't you hear what she said back there?"

"It was an odd thing for her to say," James said.

"Especially since she shouldn't know about him," Meowth grumbled.

"Has that bob cut been following us!?" Jessie growled.

"Not likely," James said, "This might be part of one of the boss's bigger plans."

"Then why weren't we told about it!? If there's anyone who knows more about the twerp it's us! The boss knows that!" Jessie growled, steam coming out of her ears.

"Well actually Boss wouldn't know that," James said.

"Huh?" Jessie and Meowth said.

"Well, we never really told him who's Pikachu we're always trying to steal," James said with a shrug.

"Wobba? (We didn't?)"

Riolu was anxious, though he didn't show it. He didn't want to show it, the little Pokémon's prideful and stubborn nature wouldn't allow it. But he was, and he wasn't the only one. The young pup could feel anxiety vibrating through Goh's aura, but thankfully the human also felt a little quiver of determination, which brought Riolu a little comfort.

He looked to Raboot. Honestly, the break dancer's aura barely changed; still calm, and resigned with little anxiety going through it, though now she was feeling slight excitement. Which Riolu didn't know what to make of. Few things excited her, and while he was happy that his friend was enjoying the situation, he was also upset with her opinion, as IT WAS HIS TRAINER THAT WAS IN DANGER!

And finally, the 'friendly folk' that were helping them. Honestly, this made Riolu give up on trying to understand Team Rocket. One day, they were stalking and trying to steal away Pikachu, and then the next they were working against their own organization. They were weird. And the little Pokémon also couldn't understand why his trainer didn't recognize them. Sure, they changed their hair and clothes, but their auras were exactly the same. It was kind of embarrassing that his trainer could sense him and legendries (if Pikachu's bedtime stories weren't exaggerating), yet couldn't recognize his own stalkers.

Though, once Goh had left to distract the team, Riolu was grateful that James would be accompanying him. Riolu rushed forward to the nearest cage's lock. The metal lock was strong, the little Pokémon took it into both of his paws shaking and pulling at it with all his might. Though, as one would expect it didn't break. Riolu scowled at the metal contraption, he didn't know any moves that could break it, and he didn't have any of his spikes yet so he couldn't cut it off.

"I can take care of that," James said, thankfully dropping the ridiculous fake accent, while there were no other humans in the area.

The human, pulled out small pins form his shirt pocket, and gently stuck them into the keyhole. After a few moments, there was a subtle click, and James removed the lock from the cage door. Riolu stared on with curiosity; he didn't know humans could do that.

"Riolu, olu (okay everyone out)" once the Pokémon moved through the door.

"Faster than lightning."

Riolu watched anxiously, looked for his trainer amongst the crowd. But Ash wasn't there. There were eevees, ludicolos, and many more species, but no Ash. He craned his neck to looked beyond some of the larger Pokémon, and when that didn't work, he sent small aura waves to try and find his trainer.

But Ash wasn't there.

The little Pokémon clenched his fists, and grit his small fangs in concern and frustration. Hold on Ash.

"He doesn't look like much," one of the grunts voiced.

"Don't be fooled, according to our sources he is one of the last aura users. That makes him powerful, and dangerous," the woman with the purple bob-cut said, "Besides, he has an impressive record in the Pokémon leagues, just last year he was the owner of the mysterious bond phenomenon Greninja."

"Then shouldn't he not have a Pokémon with him?"

The woman hummed, the tone sounding annoyed but it was clear that was merely her resting emotion, "Leave the pikachu. Giovanni is unsure if partners are needed for the ritual or not," She turned the grunt, "Load him on the to the chopper. Best we leave before anything happens."

"What about his poisoning?"

"He's still in the early stages. Wait until he's about to pass out to cure him. The poison will keep him subdued and easier to transport."

Ash panted through another wave of nausea. Everything around seemed to muddled, yet he felt a sense of urgency. He had to get out of here. But the splitting headache, would splinter and crack any plan he could from before he even finished the thought. He just needed to focus.

"Pikapi," The small yellow mouse sitting in his lap, squeaked in concern.

"We'll be okay buddy," Ash rasped.

The Pokémon trainer needed to find a way out of this, or find out what's going on. Or both. Both would be nice. He shifted himself trying to get a better view of where his cage was. The cold metal bars pressing against his body, which both helped with his fever and made the soreness in his bones ache even deeper. He was in some kind of tent; tucked away in a corner, but he could still see the door flap. A way out was in sight. The only issue was getting out of the cage.

Ash's mind began to run through the options. He may not have been booking smart, but he could think on his feet, and now was good time to have that skill. What did he have in this situation? Well, his bag had pecha berries, but that was on a table which was on the other side of the tent. Okay, so, no way to reach that at the moment. He had Pikachu. Ash looked into the worried eyes of said Pokémon. An Iron tail would make quick of the bars, but with how small the cage was, there was no way the attack wouldn't hit him as well. If he became desperate enough, he'd take the concussion, but for right now he would look for another way out.

Suddenly a shiver went up Ash's spine. At first, he thought the fever that the poison gave him swayed into the cold direction, but that explanation didn't sit right with him. Especially when sensation lingered and he was pretty sure he had felt something like this before. It was like something was trying to reach out to him, like a hand that couldn't stretch far enough to grab his. It felt like…Greninja.

Ash hadn't really had much time to reminisce about his now released Pokémon. However, he could never forget. The bond phenomenon wasn't something that happened every day, though if the pictures in Ninja village were anything to go by, they weren't the first to do it. He could remember, the stadium, the bright lights, the crowd cheering, the rush of battle, and Greninja reaching out to him.

But at the same time, this wasn't Greninja. Greninja was miles away in Kalos, and while Ash didn't know the limits of their bond, he was pretty sure he couldn't reach him all the way in sinnoh. Besides, this felt different; similar, but not the same. Ash wracked his foggy mind, who could be reaching out to him like this?

A flash of blue fur and large red eyes came to him. Riolu.

Riolu, could be the only one who could reach out to him like this. Now, that he thought about it this was what he felt when the baby Pokémon was still in his egg. Riolu was nearby, whether that was good thing or not Ash was still debating. That could mean that Riolu was also captured or he came to rescue Ash. Hopefully it was the latter. Now if only Ash could figure out how to respond to the little aura Pokémon.

Then there was a rumbling explosion, like thunder. It was the sound of a concentrated attack.

Goh watched as the Team Rocket forces retreated. They had won, all of the captured Pokémon were now being escorted back to the resort by Officer Jenny, but they still haven't found Ash. The Pokémon trainer was getting worried, but he still told himself to calm down. He needed to remain something steady for Riolu to latch on to, as the baby Pokémon was practically in a frenzy.

Riolu ran around searching every single cage or structure on the grounds. Goh felt his heart break watching the baby Pokémon. The trainer walked over to the Riolu, and rubbed the Pokémon's head. The pup looked up at Goh, and let out a small worried whine.

"We'll find him," Goh said, "Don't worry."

Goh looked around; he eyes locking on to a large green tent that was further from the other structures. Tucked away, under a cluster of short trees. The shade from the leaves making the green of the tent blend in almost perfectly. He wondered…

"Have you checked there yet?"

Riolu shook his head, and started towards the tent. Goh followed the Pokémon although at a slower pace, due to the fact that he wasn't a Pokémon and not that athletic. Riolu screamed and leaped through the unzipped door. Goh knew they had found him, before he rounded the tent and looked inside. There was Ash, caged, skin tinted violet and clammy, but alive. Riolu tugging on the cage lock.

"Ash!" Goh shouted, jumping into the tent.

"Hey, Goh," Ash said, a little breathless.

"You look awful," Goh said.

"Yeah, poison will do that to you," Ash chuckled.

"How can you be laughing right now?!"

"You have to look at the bright side of things, Goh."

"Is there a key anywhere?" Goh asked staring at the heavy lock on the cage.

"I think they left one in one of the draws," nodded to the desk on the other side of the tent, "but I didn't really get to see. I was trying not to throw up," Ash looked to Riolu, "They're some pecha berries in my backpack, can you grab some?"

Riolu nodded and pulled down the bag. Sticking his head and paws into the pack to search through the organized mess that was the inside.

Goh found a key in one of the draws and turned around. After fiddling with the lock for a moment, there was an audible click and the lock came loose. The door opened with a squeak, and Goh pulled his friend out. Riolu shoved a pecha berry in Ash's face.

"Thanks buddy," Ash said before taking a bite out of the berry, "What about team rocket and the other Pokémon?"

Goh huffed a laugh, and shook his head, "Of course you're worried about them. Team rocket is on the run, and the Pokémon are being sent home. We won."

"Yeah us!" Ash cheered, weakly.

"You, okay?"

"Olu…?"

"Yeah, it usually takes a minute for the pecha to take effect. I'm going to be fine," Ash waved it off.

"Any idea why these guys wanted you?" Goh asked, "I mean we've dealt with team rocket before, but it was never like this. It's never been these many grunts without a talking Pokémon."

Ash shook his head, "No. This was a first even for me. It's always been the same guys. Maybe a mad scientist and guy in a suit, but other than that, just the regular weirdos."

The dark-haired Pokémon trainer, got to his feet, and started towards the door.

"Whoa wait where are you going?" Goh said.

"To help out. No way is everything sorted out just like that," Ash said, heading towards the door.

"You were just poisoned and kidnapped!" Goh nearly shouted.

"So?" Ash said giving Goh the classic clueless Ash face. The same face Ash would make whenever he didn't understand something about his phone. Or anything involving the internet. How Ash made it to 16 without ever going online more than a public phone is something Goh will never understand.

Goh sighed, and just followed his friend.

Officer Jenny, was very happy to take Ash's statement. A first-hand witness, even if it was from a kidnapping victim, could have very valuable information. Goh, while glad that Ash was okay, was extremely confused with how nonchalant his friend was. Ash had just been kidnapped, and poisoned by a terrorist organization, yet he was talking to Officer Jenny like it was an everyday occurrence. Goh shook his head; Ash was weird.

All of the trainers reunited with their Pokémon. It was a very happy sight. Goh stood with Ash, Officer Jenny and the friendly people who helped out all day. Riolu and Raboot at their feet, the former of the two all but clinging to his trainer's leg.

"Thanks for your cooperation," Officer Jenny said to the woman.

"No sweat," the pink haired woman replied.

"You guys were amazing. You helped save me and all of the Pokémon," Ash said, "Thanks for that."

"Pika! Pika!"

"Well, it's what any hero would've done," said the women, "Well, just be moseying along now."

She and her group turned to leave.

"At least tell us your names!" Goh called after them.

The woman turned around with a smirk, "Prepare for trouble my name is…"

Her group cut her off and rushed away, "Well what's in a name anyway?" the man called.

"They seem like really nice people, you know?" Goh said. Yeah, really nice, really weird people.

"Yeah," Ash agreed.

"Pika!"

Ash suddenly froze, his eyes widening and skin going pale; Goh swore his friend's hair was standing on end. The dark-haired trainer whirled around, brown eyes looking deep into the shadows of the surrounding forest; his breathing suddenly going harsh. The little blue Pokémon at Ash's feet mimicking his trainer's motions.

"Ash are you alright?" Goh said, starting to grow worried. Had the pecha berry not been effective?

Ash looked to Riolu, "Did you feel that too?"

Riolu nodded, and took off into the woods.

A/N:

Hi! Yes, I decided to make Goh's Raboot female if anyone was wondering.

Hope my portrayal of Ash and Goh seemed in character, they're knid of hard to get right. Especially Ash, there's just so many ways to write him considering how long the series has gone on. Some people want him to be written more like hi sassy kanto leg self, others prefer the muture Ash form kalos, or the goofball form Alola. I'm trying to find a middle ground between them all but I don't know if that will work.

Next chap will be about that little reunion everyone is looking forward too.