Hi, I'm realitively new here (at serebii), but not at the great art of writing, so I decided to try my hand at writing a shipping fic (which i am a newb at)
I've read a few of the shipping fics around here and decided to write one myself... but enough about me, you came here for the fic after all!
This fic is rated: PG-13
This fic includes: Pokeshipping
and (very little) Specialshipping (sorry, this one couldn't fit in the title)
Don't be afraid to review, good or bad, it's feedback that makes a writer better!
The sun shone brightly on the small, tropical island. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, a perfect day to be outside in the sun. The wind blew gently through the many palm trees, which grew in abundance all throughout the island.
Ash Ketchum, now a well-seasoned Pokemon trainer, recognized around the world as the champion of the Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh leagues, sat on the pristine, white beach and watched all of his Pokemon frolic in the sand or along the water’s surface.
Long gone were his days of traveling the world with his companions. In fact, it had been four years since he had won the Sinnoh league, the last region that he had conquered, and decided that he would settle down in the Orange Islands. He had been the youngest person ever to become the champion of the four major regions, accomplishing this feat at a mere 16 years of age.
However, as soon as Ash had beaten the Sinnoh league, he was forced into the media’s spotlight. Ash had been given interview after interview until he felt that he had given away every last piece of information that he knew. Then, he was sent on a long tour around the four regions by his many “managers” who advised him to spend at least a week in each city. The young champion reluctantly agreed to such a long stint of traveling, since he knew that he would no longer be traveling after finishing his tour, he needed to get a last look at all of the different regions before settling down.
After two long years of traveling all over the four regions, Ash decided to hold a press conference with the media, declaring that he would no longer be traveling and would settle down, much to the dismay of his many fans. He also didn’t tell the public where he was going, since he hated the thought of a crowd of adoring fans swarming onto his tiny island.
During the last two years on the island, Ash had been relaxing with his Pokemon, finally enjoying his long awaited retirement from the public’s eye. Only a handful of people had been told where he was, mostly his closest friends and relatives. During the first year or so after his retirement, his friends came to see him regularly, but recently, the visits to his island had become more sporadic and random, instilling a sense of solitude in the champion.
Ash was reminiscing over his past accomplishments, when he realized that the sun was slowly setting over the vast sea, turning it into a spectacle of red, purple, and orange lights. Though it was a beautiful sight, he had seen it before, in fact, he had seen it every night for the past two years. Ash quietly sighed to himself, the novelty of being alone on a beautiful island with no one but his faithful Pokemon had long ago worn away. He yearned for human companions again. During his many years traveling, before and after becoming a superstar, he had never been alone, and being unaccompanied for such a long period of time had made him extremely lonesome.
Ash decided that it was time to visit some of his old friends again. He was tired of constantly waiting for his friends to come. But who? Ash thought to himself.
The champion then determined that he would go and visit his three favorite people in the world, Misty, May, and Dawn. Ash thought about seeing Brock and Tracey, but resolved that he had a stronger urge to see the three girls again, though he couldn’t quite figure out why this was the case…
The next day, bright and early in the morning, Ash prepared to set off to Cerulean City. After thinking about it all night, the trainer decided to bring Pikachu, Pidgeot (whom he had brought back from the Viridian forest), Charizard (who had finished his training with Liza a while ago), Sceptile, and Feraligatr (who had evolved from Totodile). He knew that someone would probably recognize him and challenge him to a battle. Ash smirked to himself. For once in his life, he was thinking ahead, if only a little.
He slipped on his favorite pair of jeans, his old black shoes, a black undershirt, and a blue hooded sweater, similar to the one his mother bought for him before he went to Hoenn. After choosing to wear his old red and white Pokemon league hat, with the green “L” shaped insignia emblazoned across the front of it, Ash collected a few supplies, gathered his pokeballs, mounted onto Pidgeot, tucked Pikachu safely inside his sweater, and set course for Cerulean City.
Author's Notes: Thanks for reading the first chapter (or prologue i should say) of my fic, I'll try to update daily. That probably won't be a problem though, since i've already written a few more chapters for this fic. Thanks again!
Edit: sorry, it's a bit short, the next few chapters will be longer, i promise!