"Hey, Pikachu, wait up!" Ash called out, his voice echoing through the grand hallway of the mysterious mansion.
His loyal Pikachu, tail a blur of lightning bolts, had dashed ahead, eager to find Brock.
They had snuck back into the mansion to rescue their friend from the clutches of the elusive Ninetails.
Misty's footsteps grew faint as she chased after Pikachu.
"Brock! Where are you?" she yelled.
Her voice was a mix of concern and frustration, bouncing off the opulent walls adorned with ancient tapestries.
The air had tension, and the scent of old dust mingled with the faint aroma of something... otherworldly.
Ash, his heart racing, heard a soft rustling behind one of the many doors lining the hall.
He approached cautiously, his hand on the doorknob.
"Pikachu, I think I found a clue!" Ash said.
When he got no response he looked to see that he was alone.
"Oh great we got separated." Ash said with a sigh before turning his attention back to the door.
He opens the door and a small blue flame orb begins to chase him, the Pokémon Trainer goes through multiple hallways every time Ash thinks he lost the ball it is right next to him, he tries to disguise himself that doesn't work, he tries to toss things at it but get the same result, Ash finally decides to barricade himself a room.
Then with a creak, another door swung open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with strange artifacts. Ash stepped inside, the plush carpet muffling his footsteps.
Suddenly, he was tackled to the ground, a blur of gold and fire colliding with him.
The weight was substantial, and he gasped for air, staring up into the fiery eyes of Ninetails, the very Pokémon they had come to save Brock from.
Her growl sent a tremor down his spine, but instead of attacking, she held him down with a gentle, yet firm grip.
Ash's mind raced, trying to think of a way to convince her to release Brock. The moment stretched, filled with the crackling energy of her psychic power and the rapid beating of his heart.
"Ninetails..." he panted.
"Please, let Brock go. He's my friend." Ash pleaded.
The fiery gold furred Ninetails stared at him, contemplating his words.
At first she just wanted to throw him out but she stopped to observe the human beneath her and found that he was actually quite attractive.
Suddenly a mischievous idea popped into her head.
Then, she did something unexpected.
A smile, one filled with mischief and allure, danced on her lips.
"Ah, but what if I say yes?" she whispered into his mind, her psychic voice a soft caress.
"What if I tell you the woman you saw with your friend is but an illusion?" She questioned.
Ash's eyes widened in surprise.
The image of Brock with the supposed woman flashed through his thoughts.
Could it be true? Was it all just a trick?
"She's not real?" Ash questioned.
"That's right in fact the only thing real about her is her name." Ninetails said.
"Her name?" Ash questioned.
"That's right the name Lokoko is actually my name." The Ninetails now known as Lokoko said.
Though surprised Ash does remember that some trainers do nickname their Pokémon.
"As for your friend Brock perhaps I can be persuaded to release him." Lokoko said.
Hearing this Ash's eyes filled with hope.
"But," she continued.
"I have a condition." She said.
Her eyes searched his, a silent question hanging in the air.
"What condition?" He questioned.
Ash's heart pounded as he awaited her demand.
"You, Ash Ketchum," she purred.
"will become my mate." Lokoko said.
The words hit him like a ton of bricks.
"You see Ash Ketchum living in this mansion all this time has made me feel rather lonely and I have long desired to have a mate and if I'm being quite honest I find that you are very attractive hence why I decided to have you as my mate." Lokoko explained.
He didn't know what to say, his mind reeling from the sudden shift in the situation.
The thought of leaving Brock behind was unbearable, but becoming the mate of a powerful Pokémon was not what he had signed up for.
"You can say no," she murmured, her gaze never leaving his.
"But if you do, your friend remains with me forever." She said.
The weight of her proposal settled on him like a heavy blanket.
Ash knew what he had to do.
He couldn't sacrifice Brock for his own fears.
"Okay," he managed to murmur, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I'll be your mate." He said.
Lokoko's smile grew, and she licked his cheek, her tongue surprisingly warm and comforting.
"Good boy," she cooed, her eyes sparkling with delight.
Before he could fully process what he had just agreed to, she released him, and with a flick of her tail, the room brightened.
The illusion of Brock vanished, leaving only a cold, empty space.
Ash scrambled to his feet, his heart racing as he tried to understand what had just transpired.
"Now, where's Brock?" he demanded, his voice shaking.
"You'll find him," she assured him, her voice still in his mind.
"But first, let's get better acquainted, shall we?" She said with a seductive purr.
With that, she turned and sauntered out of the room, her nine tails swishing with each step.
Ash had no choice but to follow, his mind racing with questions and fears about what this new chapter in his life would bring.
Disclaimer
Hey everyone chapter3 of Ash's Poke'ships is up special thanks to ZZdragon for helping with this chapter anyway let me know what you think and I will see you later.