Raging Sea and Burning Ash 1
Chapter one
-Gary-
"Come oooooon already!" Gary Oak, Son of the former champion Blue Oak, Grandson of the famed Pokémon professor Samuel Oak, and heir to the Oak family groaned in annoyance. The sixteen-year-old had his starter, he had his beginner pokeballs, and his pokedex. He was ready to start his Arceus damned Journey but couldn't until everyone was gathered for the professor to see them off. "We all know Ashy-Boy is too scared to show up. He probably realized he'll never be able to win as a trainer and just stayed hom- OW!" his words were cut off when his scowling grandfather began tugging on his ear.
"Gary you will start showing the manners your father should have raised you with or I'll decide you aren't ready to start a journey yet." The aged professor scolded harshly, not caring that this was humiliating Garry in front of the other, now snickering, trainers that were waiting on Ash. "And if you must know, Ash was by here earlier. He and Delia found an injured young man last night and brought him here to get checked up on. Once we had him patched up, we all decided that the young man should start a journey as well. I let him borrow one of my Pokémon to catch a starter from one of the wild Pokémon around pallet town and they should be back soon."
"If he needed Ashy-boy's help he'll probably only be able to catch a caterpie." Garry scoffed, having managed to escape his grandfather's grip and knowing that since he had registered in the pokedex and was and sixteen that the threat of stopping his journey was just words.
"Professor!" speak of the Giratina, that was Mrs. Ketchum's voice, "We're back!" the happy woman walked into the laboratory and hugged the professor who smiled, the old man always happy to see the Ketchums for some strange reason. Behind the eternally happy woman walked two teenagers with pitch black hair. One of them was of course the loser of Pallet, old Ashy-Boy. On his pathetic rival's shoulder sat a simple Pikachu, a sight that made him scoff at what the idiot had been saddled with as a starter.
The teenager beside Ash though was a bit of a different story, something about him put Gary on edge. While he had hair as dark as Ash's the guy's eyes were a blazing green. He also walked straighter, carrying himself in a way that let Gary know, without a doubt, that this newcomer wouldn't roll over and hide if someone tried to push him around. On his belt were two pokeballs with a third resting in his palm.
"Thanks for loaning me your Alakazam professor." The new guy said with a polite nod to Gary's grandfather who happily accepted the returned pokeball from the trainer's hand.
"You're welcome Percy." His grandpa nodded, pocketing the returned mon, "I assume you caught your starter? I hope you didn't run into too much trouble while doing so."
"Didn't even have to battle, I found two that wanted to come with me." The new guy, apparently named Percy, smiled and gave the two pokeballs a shake, "And they're ready for some action."
"Probably as weak as your friend." Gary spoke up, knowing he needed to establish things now, so this newcomer knew the pecking order and that with his choice of friends, this Percy only belonged at the bottom.
"What was that?" Percy's head snapped Gary's way, those blazing green eyes glaring at him with an intensity far beyond what he had been expecting. "I'd suggest you put you watch your mouth runt; I don't take too kindly to people insulting my friends."
"Then maybe get better friends." Gary smirked, wanting to goad this hot-tempered idiot into a battle, get him mad and let him make mistakes so Gary could crush him.
"Maybe you should get some new insults." Percy shot back without missing a beat, "A new haircut and some better breath wouldn't go unwarranted either."
"What did you just say!" Gary snapped, Squirtle's ball in hand and ready to call his starter out at a moment's notice.
"You heard me Pixie Stick." Percy brought out a pokeball of his own and made a 'bring it' gesture, "I think putting some jumped up little twit like you in his place will make for an excellent first battle. What do you say Ash, which partner should I go with?"
"Bring out the big guns," Ash snickered, "I want to see Gary's expression."
"I'm assuming it's something impressive?" Grandpa Oak asked eagerly as even the other rookies were looking excited at an imminent battle.
"Extremely." Delia Ketchum smiled.
"Well, we do have a battlefield outside." Grandpa Oak glanced out to his league regulation battle arena that the man would use to keep his own team in shape and let his sponsored trainers work at when they were in town. "What type of Pokémon did you catch young man?"
"Both are water types." Percy answered as the professor nodded.
"Since you both have water types, then I'll just set it to the water arena." Grandpa Oak nodded, entering the settings into a tablet as the floor of the ring slid open to reveal a pool with a few platforms.
Taking his place, Gary struck a pose as his cheer squad chanted their support, "Let's show this fool. Go, Squirtle!" he let out his starter which looked pumped at the chance for a battle."
"Let's see you face the true power of the seas." Percy smirked, tossing his pokeball high as it burst open, "To battle, Kyogre!" and out came a blue Pokémon, about half again the size of a beach ball, that Gary didn't recognize. Ignoring the weird choking noise his grandfather made at sight, Gary pulled out his pokedex to scan the Pokémon as it bounced in water like an excited child, only to get a notification of 'no data available'.
"Whatever," Gary scoffed and put the red piece of technology back in his pocket, "So you've got a weird blubber mon. You're still going down. Let's do this Squirtle!"
"'tle." His starter looked nervous, making Gary scowl.
"None of that, we need to beat this loser!" Gary snapped at him as Delia Ketchum, acting as the ref, called for the battle to begin. Focusing on the matter at hand, Gary pointed forward dramatically, "Alright Squirtle, tackle attack!"
"Kyogre, meet that tackle head on!" Percy ordered as well as Gary scoffed. That fool's Pokémon looked like it was all blubber, Squirtle's had hard heads and harder shells so this should be a cakewalk.
"Squirtle!" his started cried out as the two tackle attacks met and it was his starter, not Percy's that lost the power struggle.
"What?!" Gary gaped as Percy cheered.
"Alright little buddy, let's try a water pulse!" Percy ordered.
"Ogre, ogre!" the Pokémon, Kyogre, dove down and then leapt skyward, blasting a powerful water move from its mouth that impacted Squirtle in the chest and slammed his starter hard into the ground, actually ending the fight with that attack as Squirtle's eyes turned to swirls.
"The winner is Percy!" Delia Ketchum announced as Ash ran over to give the other trainer a high five.
"How?!" Gary snapped, torn between shock and humiliation.
"Because that was a legendary Pokémon you idiot!" the professor groused, "I told you not to ignore your studies on the Pokémon of other regions but nooooooo, you thought Kanto was all that mattered."
"…Legendary?!" Gary, his cheer squad, and the other rookie trainers exclaimed as one while Ash and Percy smirked and the tiny legendary splashed about happily in the large pool of water.
-Percy-
-The day before-
Humming to himself, Percy tuned out Zeus' rather tiresome grandstanding speech, wishing he could chat with Apollo, Hermes, or his father about getting together for a guys' night some time, but they looked half asleep with their glazed eyes as Zeus just continued to drone on and on. A loud grating snore interrupted the god of lightning as all eyes turned towards Dionysus who actually had fallen asleep.
"Does an important trial bore you Dionysus?" Zeus seethed.
"What's he even being tried on again?" the wine god yawned, "I wasn't paying attention."
"Zeus is pissy that I gave his kids the beating they needed." Percy spoke up with a roll of his eyes. It had been close to six months since the end of the second Titanomachy and things at camp had been miserable since the war ended. The day after everyone had settled back into the camp, Zeus had brought close to thirty demigods to camp as it turned out Zeus was frequently breaking the oath of the big three but just took his children when they were old enough and placed them in the Lotus Hotel. He had forced Apollo to reveal when the prophecy would come to fruition and then wiped the prophecy god's memory of it using a bit of Lethe water.
While the gods had argued on Olympus at Zeus' actions, his spawn had tried taking control of the camp. They felt entitled to everything given who their dear daddy was and didn't like being told 'no'.
A weapon a child of Hephaestus had been forging for himself for months? A child of Demeter's prized flowers? Dionysus' vintage wine collection? Chiron's bow? It didn't matter what it was or who owned it, if the children of Zeus saw it and wanted it, then they tried to take it. The rest of the campers fought back as best as they could to keep their possessions and when it was just petty greed Percy intervened but didn't get too physical.
Then one of them took a page out of his father's page and tried forcing himself on one of the female campers. Percy had left each child of Zeus at the camp with broken bones and put the fear of Tartarus in them, the others having tried to help their rapist sibling when they saw Percy stopping him. But Zeus decided anyone laying a hand on his children needed to be punished.
"You assaulted my children!" Zeus roared, shooting to his feet, "You shall pay! YOUR LIFE IS FORFEIT!" a blast of lightning from the master bolt came screaming towards him. Percy barely had time to wonder if the Mark of Achilles would protect him from something like that before his world went white.
"Boy for a straight guy he's dramatic." A sarcastic void spoke out from his side as Percy blinked away the spots in his eyes to find himself in a white void with Apollo, Hermes, Hestia, and his father.
"…The fuck?" Percy looked around at where they were.
"We had a feeling our little brother would try something like this." Hestia told him "So we were ready to move you between the worlds when he attacked. He currently thinks you're dead. We're going to place you in another world to recover and have time without crazy wars and world ending plots while we deal with Zeus and get everything handled back home. Leave dealing with this mess to us."
"We'll come get you if you want to leave once things are handled back home." Apollo nodded and gave him a noogie "And don't worry I picked a fun one. One last thing though, the Mark of Achilles won't last through the world jump but I'm helping increase your healing factor to compensate. Now, your body is about to land in your new world so brace yourself."
"What do you-" Percy began only for the void to vanish as he found himself just outside a tree line near a small town and slamming hard into the ground "…oooooow."
AN: Just in case it wasn't clear, Percy's Kyogre is so small because it's a really young one, more will be next chapter about Percy getting it.