EDIT: To all who have read this up to Part 6 – I rewrote the chapters. They seemed a little off to me since I rushed through them. There have been some minor changes to the story, but nothing major.
Okay, this is my first fan fic! I’ve read so many and loved them so much that I decided to make one of my own! Tell me what you think of it, along with any suggestions, grammar errors, whatever! Also, forget the title, I couldn’t think of anything better.
Let's see what else... Rated PG-13.
This story has AdvanceShipping, ContestShipping, EgoShipping and Pokeshipping! What’s up with that?!
From some distance the Cerulean Gym could easily give the appearance of a circus because of its dome shape. The roof of the establishment had pink and yellow stripes with blue and white barber shop-like poles holding it up. A large figure of a Dewgong hung on top, representing the water Pokemon that the gym specialized in. Currently in front of it was a girl, who pushed her bike in and out of the gym, leaving a small Azurill looking back and forth confusedly.
“If I take the bike I can get to them faster!” Misty said guiding the bike outside. “But if I do he might ruin it again!”
She was referring to Ash and his Pikachu, who some time ago had completely destroyed her bike with one of the yellow rodent’s electric attacks. Ash had just become a trainer then, and his cluelessness had lead a flock of angry Spearow to attack him. In an attempt to protect its trainer, Pikachu used a very powerful Thunderbolt, rendering Misty’s bike useless. Misty smiled to herself at the thought of Ash. She started thinking about her travels with him. All the laughs, arguments, adventures…
“Azu?” Azurill tilted its head and looked at its trainer.
Misty snapped out of it. She pushed the bike back in and continued arguing with herself.
“I can’t take it. How stupid would I look riding my bike while they were all on foot?” She paused for a bit, thinking. “Arrrgh! But I can leave it at a Pokemon Center after I find them!” Out the bike went again.
A few minutes later, Misty’s older sister Daisy came out of the gym. She was tall with blonde hair, and many found her much more attractive than Misty, who was often considered more of a tom boy. She was dripping wet, obviously having just come out of the pool. She wore a red bathing suit, and held a towel that she was using to dry her face off. She looked up and saw Misty still muttering to herself indecisively.
“Misty? I thought you had like already left.”
“I don’t whether I should my bike or not.” She pouted.
“It looks like Azurill would rather walk.” Daisy looked behind Misty.
“Huh?” Misty turned around and saw Azurill happily bouncing away on its tail.
“Azurill come back!” She let the bike drop and ran after the Pokemon who was gaining speed.
“Zu! Zu! Zu!” The blue ball cried with each bounce.
Misty caught up to it, and picked it up.
“You know better than to run off like that!” Misty scolded.
Azurill was not easily fooled. It knew Misty wasn’t really angry, so it smiled at her, and she smiled back.
“I guess we’re walking then…”
She turned around to take one last look at Cerulean Gym. Daisy waved at Misty, and picked up Misty’s bike and took it inside.
“Well, Ash! Here I come!” She ran down the road with Azurill happily hitching a ride in her arms.
“Brock, when did you say we were gonna see Misty?”
Ash had his hands on the back of his head. He wore a baseball cap over his messy black hair, and on top of his green backpack was Pikachu, who was joyfully some Pokemon food. The group was walking down a path in the forest. Wild Pokemon popped their heads out of the bushes as they walked by.
“This is the third time in ten minutes you ask me that.” Brock answered. “She said she’d try to meet up with us maybe sometime around the afternoon.”
Brock had spiky brown hair, and squinted eyes. He was older than all the others, and the group looked up to him as an older brother.
“Oh.” Ash said simply.
“Why are you so anxious to see her, Ash?” May teased.
“I told you earlier. She’s a really good friend. It’s been a while since I last saw her.” He didn’t notice what May was trying to imply.
Ash brought his hands down from his head, and reached into his pocket. He brought out a silver case, and opened it to reveal 7 round, shiny objects known as Frontier Symbols. He had won each of them at different locations across the Kanto region, where he battled challenging trainers known as Battle Brains. If he won against them in a Pokemon battle, he would receive the symbol in recognition of his success.
“Pika!” Pikachu cried happily at the symbols.
“Just wait until Misty sees these!” Ash turned his head and smiled at he rodent.
“I’m hungry.” May’s stomach growled.
Everyone stopped and looked at May.
“We just ate.” Said Max. “How can you be hungry again?”
“I guess all the walking really worked up my appetite.” May said as her stomach growled again.
“We’ve only been walking for two hours.” Max muttered.
There was another grumble, this time from Ash’s stomach.
“I guess I’m kind of hungry too.” He laughed.
They looked around for a while, looking for a good place to take a break. They came across a circular open area in the forest where they decided to rest. Everyone sat around while Brock cooked some food for them. Ash was still looking at his Frontier Symbols, and he smiled proudly at each one of them remembering how hard he had worked for them. It hadn’t been an easy task, but all of his Pokemon had pulled through in the end to achieve victory. He couldn’t wait to tell Misty about it!
“Ash? Earth to Ash!”
Brock waved his hands trying to catch Ash’s attention.
“Wuh?” Ash looked up and realized Brock was talking to him.
“Food’s ready! Comin’ or not?”
Ash closed the case and shoved it into his pocket. He jumped and ran towards Brock enthusiastically, ready to eat.
“If there’s one thing he cares about more than his Symbols it’s food.” laughed May.
She looked around and didn’t see her younger brother Max anywhere nearby.
“Has anyone seen Max?”
She was answered by a thud and a yell. Ash dropped his eating utensils, Brock stopped cooking, and they ran towards the noise. Max sat up and dusted himself off, and pushed his glasses into place.
“Max!” yelled May as she drew near him. “What are you doing?” She put her hands on her hips and looked at him demandingly.
“I was trying to take a closer look at those Kakuna and I fell off the tree.” He put his hand behind his head and chuckled nervously.
“Stop wandering off and come eat!” she ordered.
Everyone was ready to eat, but Brock simply stood there with his arms crossed.
“Aren’t we forgetting someone?” he looked at them expectantly.
“Uh… everyone’s here.” May said looking around.
Brock cocked his eyebrows.
“Oh yeah!” Ash stood up realizing who Brock was talking about.
Ash stood up and reached behind him. He brought five Pokeballs and threw them.
“That’s it!” Brock said approvingly, and brought out Pokeballs of his own.
“Come on out, everyone!” yelled May, releasing her Pokemon too.
Brock placed plates in front of the Pokemon. May’s Munchlax quickly waddled towards the nearest plate of food, ready to eat the whole thing in one gulp.
“Munchlax, stop!” cried Max.
The fat Pokemon stopped in its tracks and looked back at him.
“Munch?” it asked.
Max held a PokeBlock case in his hands, and took a cubed piece of Pokemon food out of it. He threw it at Munchlax, who smiled and joyfully jumped to catch the cube. It swallowed it, and was immediately inflated as if it had just had eaten an incredibly large helping of food. Munchlax fell, and instantly fell asleep. Max let out a sigh of relief, happy to have saved all the food.
Misty was also in the forest. Her head snapped from side to side at every noise she heard.
“It’s okay, Azurill. We’ll be fine…” she said nervously though the Pokemon showed no signs of fear or discomfort. “No creepy bug Pokemon are going to get us… I’ll just…scare them off with my Pokemon… yeah.” She attempted to comfort herself, but to no avail.
There was a rustle of leaves behind her. She instantly turned her body around.
“Who’s there?” she cried.
She waited a few seconds, but there was no reply.
“It was just the wind. Calm down, Azurill. We’ll get there soon.” Misty turned back around and continued on her way.
Azurill looked up at Misty, not sure what she was talking about. The rustle came once again. Again, Misty spun around, this time throwing a Pokeball.
A beam of light shot out from the ball. The light gathered and formed a Pokemon with a small face, and white underbelly. It had pink figures sticking out of its body that resembled branches, or more specifically coral.
“Corosola!” called the aquatic Pokemon.
It stood strong and sturdy, ready to attack on Misty’s command.
Another beam of red light shot out of the Pokeball, this time pulling the Pokemon inside of it instead of sending it out. Misty lifted her left foot and rotated on her right. She stopped abruptly when she saw heard shuffling in the bushes. She froze in place. Slowly and tensely she forced her head to look towards the sound.
Max looked up from his food.
“Something wrong?” Brock asked.
“I hear yelling.” He answered.
“I hear it too.” Ash said, also looking up from his plate. “Let’s go find out what it is!”
He got up from his seat, and extended his arm to allow Pikachu to jump on. Everyone stood up with him, and the group ran towards the yell. All the Pokemon looked up and chased after them.
“It’s coming from over here!” Ash shouted, looking back at his friends and Pokemon who were lagging behind him. “Ouch!”
Ash bumped into someone and fell over. He stood up but whoever had bumped into him slid behind him. Before he had the chance to see who it was, he saw a large, angry brown bear charging at him.
“It’s an Ursaring!” yelled Brock, who had just caught up to him.
“Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!” Ash pointed a finger at the bear.
“Pikachuuuu!” It yelled as it released a bright yellow light from its small body.
Ursaring stopped when the electric attack made contact with it. It closed its eyes in pain, and opened them again when the attack was over. Ursaring stood up on its hind legs, and let out an angry vicious roar. Everyone winced at the sound.
“Aipom, Focus Punch!” Ash commanded, knowing the monkey Pokemon had followed him.
“Pom!” The monkey ran fearlessly at the angry Ursaring and released its attack.
Being a Fighting type attack, it greatly hurt Ursaring, who roared in pain and ran back where it had come from.
“Good job, Aipom!” praised Ash.
“Thanks, Ash! I thought I was a goner!” said a voice behind him.