I heard someone knock on my door. I opened my eyes and I looked at my phone, it was two in the morning. I got up and went downstairs. I opened the door and A man stood there.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, where is my Charmander?!" the person said.

I was confused by this question. His Charmander? what does he mean by ''his Charmander?''

"What are you talking about?!" I asked. The male grabbed me by the shirt and intruded on my home, he pinned me to the wall. The boy kept his arms on my shoulders.

"I'm not going to ask you again, where. is. my. Pokémon?!"

I pushed him off. "What's your name?"

The other man only grinned in response, the white of his teeth eerily visible in the dark. "So, you don't want to tell me?"

Before I could react, the man sucker punched me in the jaw. I groaned as I felt a heavy pain spread across my face, my neck muscles ached from the impact of the blow and for a moment I saw a flash of white before my eyes.

I grit my teeth, I felt the muscles in my body tighten, my survival instinct kicked in as I realized my life was in danger. From the corner of my eye I saw the man raising his fist again, and in a split second I was able to dodge the incoming blow by moving to the right.

Adrenaline now surging through my body I retaliated and struck the man's left cheek. The sound of a heavy blow spread through the hallway.

"I'm not going to ask again." His raised voice cracked and held a slight quiver. "What's your name!?"

For a moment, there was an eerie silence as the man seemed frozen in stunned surprise. He then raised his head, grinning wickedly at me. He spits what was presumably blood on the floor and wiped his mouth.

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this." He let out a deep chuckle; One that sent a shiver down my spine. This man was insane!

"The name's Darren, kid; And you will tell me where my Charmander is. It's personal now."

My brain clicked. Then, I became angry at this looser!

So, this was the maniac who abandoned his Charmander that night!

"Why would you abandon your Pokémon! when I saw Charmander! I took him to a Pokémon Center! I FOUND IT ON HIGHWAY ONE, THE POKÉMON CENTER WAS FOUR HOURS AWAY!"

"Woah, calm down 'protector of all Pokémon,' your more pathetic then the champion of London. What was his name? hmmm… Looser? yeah, that sounds about right! Looser, he couldn't even win a championship! what a Disgrace to the Pokémon battling community!"

"He's not! he's my role model! and HE DID, HE WON TWO OF THEM!" I spit at him, taking a swing at him again, but Darren dodged it.

"Yeah, back in 2021! and in 2022!"

"He was in the Masters eight!"

"And he won the tournament!" Darren punched me in the jaw, hard enough that I saw blood coming from my mouth, I growled and tackled him to the ground, Darren felt his leg being lifted up, Darren could feel his muscles being pulled, it hurt to say the least. I took the back of his head and bashed it on the floor, hard enough to break his nose.

He picked up his head, blood was all over his face from the impact.

Darren growled, he kicked me from behind with as much force as he could, knocking the me off him. What I heard next was the most heartbreaking thing.

"Leon should've won the Masters eight! he's the CHAMPION!"

"Well, we have a new world champion! and I'm glad it's not you, you stupid Pokémon abuser, you're a horrible person AWFUL, ASH WOULD SCOLD YOU!"

Darren scoffed. "What do I need his opinion for? He's a looser and a stupid kid when he won." the next thing he said was under his breath, so I didn't hear it.

"He should've been dead…"

"What was that?!"

"He should've been dead!"

My anger was already boiling, Darren was going to get it now!

Darren felt himself getting blown back by me punching him in the face. He reacted quickly then punched him back. I wanted to finish this once and for all. He charged at him, attempting to give him a head-butt, the force of the impacted sent him on the ground knocked out.

"Don't you EVER talk about my friends like that again!" I said, picking him pup by the shirt and throwing him out of the house. Pikachu saw the whole thing, I saw it and knelt down, stroking it on the head.

"Hey, Pikachu." I smiled at my Pokémon. He knew that what I did was wrong, but… I needed to. I picked my Pokémon up and then they both went upstairs to go to bed.

Sam was over my house the next day. I told Sam about last night, the whole thing with Darren was still fresh in my mind. I was still angry about what he said about Ash.

"He didn't!" Sam said, putting on his white Vans, they were going to a Gym today in Los Angles, their Pokémon want to battle and they want to get them stronger too. Sam got up and they both walked downstairs.

"He did. He called him a looser! what a jerk!" I was still angry about what Darren had said about Ash. He is a champion for crying out loud! No one should get treated like that, it's messed up, but—It is a free country and your allowed to say whatever you want about people you don't like.

"He is!" Sam said, grabbing his backpack, I grabbed mine also. I got a call from the jeweler, my Mega and Key Stone was going to take one to four weeks to design, I'm fine with it. As long as nothing goes wrong with the process. I wouldn't be too worried with it.

Me, Sam and our Pokémon went inside Bumblebee and drove to the nearest gym.

The nearest gym was twenty miles away from Sam's house. we saw that the gym leader was walking out.

The gym leader had short brown hair, earrings. She wore a red t shirt, blue shorts and she had a towel around her shoulders. the woman was in her early twenties.

"Hey, Jay. Could Sam and I use your gym?" I asked the fighting type gym leader.

"Sure guys!" Jay said, I smiled. I knew Jay for challenging her gym back when I was traveling in California with my friends.

We both walked inside the gym. Bleachers were wrapped around the gym, so spectators could watch the action. A big screen hung above the battlefield. So, the leader could have control over how many Pokémon could be used in a mach. I felt the AC basting cold air into the gym as they placed our stuff down.

We both went to their spots on either side of the battlefield. Sam called out his first Pokémon. Which was Torchic. I did the same thing.

"Alright, Pikachu. I choose you!" Pikachu ran to the battlefield after jumping off my shoulder.

"Torchic, go!" Sam said, throwing his Poké ball. Torchic looked determined. Pikachu did too. Pikachu's electricity was charging up in its pouches on its cheeks.

"Torchic, use Ember!" Torchic built up energy in its tiny body and it spit out tiny embers out of its mouth. Sam had to react.

"Pikachu, dodge it, then use Volt Tackle!" Pikachu dodged Ember, when it jumped down, it charged up its body. Sam saw his Pokémon coming for Torchic. when he was about to call out a command. Torchic got hit.

"Tor!" It said as it hit the ground. Torchic got up and shook off the blow, Sam called out another attack.

"Torchic, use peck!" Torchic jumped up, it was about to peck Pikachu but it dodged the attack. Pikachu waited for my attack call. Pikachu looked at him for him to give it the signal.

"Pikachu, use volt tackle!" I said. Pikachu charged up speed. It was so fast that electricity charged around its body and it hit Torchic directly. Sam saw his Pokémon go down with a powerful blow.

"Torchic! can you still battle?!" he asked. Torchic sprang up and nodded. Sam was determined to win this. 1-0.

"Torchic, use quick attack!" Torchic charged up on Pikachu I needed to think fast as he watched Sam's Torchic run full speed across the battlefield. Then he thought of something. "Pikachu! dodge it then use Electro Ball!"

Pikachu dodged it then he jumped up in the air and used Electro ball. Pikachu charged up the electricity in its body, then threw it at Sam's Pokémon. Sam saw the outcome, he ran towards Torchic and saw the swirls in its eyes. I smiled triumphantly as Pikachu ran to its trainer and climbed up on my shoulder. The screen showed Sam's Pokémon knocked out. I smiled and he walked up to him, Sam smiled and shook hands with each other. Then they walked out of the gym and went to Hollywood.

"Hey, Cynthia!" I said, Sam and I were at a Starbucks when we saw the Sinnoh Champion sitting and drinking her coffee. Pokémon were in the coffee shop too, either playing with the other Pokémon or with their trainers, some trainers were working on their laptops, reading or playing with their Pokémon.

Cynthia looked up and smiled. "Hey Sam, Lace." Cynthia put her papers in her bag and took a drink of her Iced Starbucks Blonde Vanilla Latte. "What brings you here?" Sam asked. Then, his Poké ball opened up, his Riolu came out, Sam smiled and knelt to it.

"Oh, nothing much. Just finishing up some work I have back in Sinnoh." I nod as I sat across from her, Cynthia was wearing black shorts, a white t shirt she had her hair accessories in she also had a gold Rolex. She wore red, black and white Air Jordan's high tops. "Where'd you get the shoes?" Sam asked, Cynthia looked at her feet and smiled.

"I got them at the mall here in LA." she said. Sam nods. Sam then got up and got water for him and Riolu. I noticed that this Starbucks was full today. I wondered why though. "Ohhhh, what a powerful blow, sending Adam's Baynette down!" the announcer said, in his British accent. I looked at someone's laptop, a woman was watching Leon battle with a trainer. "Hey Sam, look at this. Leon's battling."

I nod as I turned back to Cynthia. She was texting someone now, probably her friends. Then her phone rang and she answered it. "Hey, Ash what's up?" She put her leg down that was crossed over her other leg and leaned forward. "Hey, Cynthia?" Ash asked. "Yeah? you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I need the code for the garage."

Cynthia smirked. "Dude, did you forget the code again? your ADHD is bad." Ash stayed silent on the other end of the phone for a moment. "Oh, hardy har har. Make fun of the guy who has a condition." He said sarcastically.

"Come on, Ash you know I was joking." Cynthia said. Ash was walking up and down the driveway of their Air B&B in Beverly Hills. "Okay, the code is 1985." Cynthia said. Ash smiled and put it in. The loud garage door opened as he walked into their Air B&B. "Thanks, Cynthia." Ash said. "No problem Ash. Hey, why did Goh lock you out?"

"He did it because I wouldn't give him a turn on the Switch."

Bruh…. Really? Cynthia mentally sighed. "Okay, Ash bye for now." Ash thanked her and hung up. I asked; "Wait… The world champion has ADHD?" Cynthia nodded. "He admitted to it on a TikTok. He got diagnosed back before the Pokémon World Coronation Series even started, Goh suggested it." Then she stood up and threw away her coffee. She grabbed her papers and put them in her backpack. We saw her about to leave. Both men waved at her as they watched her leave Starbucks.

"Who knew that Ash Ketchum has ADHD?" Sam asked. I was walking with him as they were heading back to the Camaro. Sam got in and started up Bumblebee, they were driving up to San Diego, as they were driving, they saw a car. Sam and I gasped.

The car was almost off the edge of the street, the guardrail was broken, there was a family trapped inside the car. Sam and I both stopped, Sam stepped out, I did too and Bumblebee activated his holo form. "Help them!" A man said. we didn't have any Pokémon that will help, I saw a boy with his Bulbasaur in his parent's SUV. I ran up to them and he rolled down the window. "I need your Bulbasaur!" I said, the boy nods and gave him his Pokémon to help them.

"Bulbasaur, use vine whip, Riolu you help the family out!" Sam said, Bulbasaur shot out two vines out of its bulb and attached them to the car. It pulled them to safety and Riolu opened the door. The man collapsed on the street. As well as his four sons. They all piled out of the Cadillac Escalade at this point, thanking Arceus that they didn't get closer to passing away…

"Thank you so much for your help! and you guys used your Pokémon to help us. Again, thank you boys so much!" I put his hand on his neck and smiled." Your welcome guys, anything to help, how did this happen?"

"Well, there was a driver, he was probably in road rage and he swerved into us and crashed into us, he got away and you all know the rest." I nodded "Well, were glad you and your boys are okay."

Sam was driving back to his house. Then he realized; "Hey, Lance. why didn't you use your Sylveon?" I already had an answer for that. "Because I didn't want the family to fall, and we were on a time crunch, dude." Sam nods, it was understandable.

We both went back home for the day, excited for what lies ahead for us tomorrow.

A\N: Hey guys! I'm back after a month hiatus on this story "Hurt" I had bad writers block for this story and I needed a break, but I'm back now and better than ever so… I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!