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The Journey Never Ends

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Waras, Jul 11, 2011.

  1. Waras

    Waras Writer

    The Journey Never Ends

    An old hero with a new mission. A new hero with a classic quest. Tied together by the bonds of fate. Evil is stirring. Ash Ketchum and Allie Dogwood must work together to reach their destinies and save Kanto from the dark shadow descending upon the world.

    Rated PG15: Language, violence, and some adult situations

    Contact Information: Just reply to this thread or PM me. I'll happily answer any questions or comments.

    Updates: Usually weekly

    Fanfiction.net Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7048690/1/The_Journey_Never_Ends

    Introduction: Greetings! My name is Waras. This is my first fanfiction on Serebii.net: The Journey Never Ends. It is a tale of the journeys in life every person must face, and the help they need from their friends. It is about friendship, courage, and destiny. But most of all, this story is about Pokemon, and what it takes to be a hero. In it, Ash serves as a mentor to young Allie, a teenaged trainer travelling in Kanto, who has the same goals he once had. Meanwhile, there are strange occurances all around the region, and it's his duty to find out what's going on. Thank you for reading this anime-based adventure story, and please remember to review and let me know what you think. Read on!

    Even if you only read a couple of chapters, please review what you think of it. I love getting feedback of any kind, comments or criticism.

    Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon nor any of its characters, trademarks, or plots.

    Chapter 1: Chaos in Kanto

    I need to run. I need to escape.

    She was running. She was running from The Creature.

    All she knew was that she had made a mistake. She hadn't believed the rumors. Glancing backwards over her shoulder, she realized that it had disappeared.

    But she wasn't a fool. She kept running. The young girl didn't want to give it any opportunity to catch up.

    She returned her glance forward... and saw it waiting for her.

    A flash of purple light showered the dusk that had fallen over the cape. She was gone. It was gone.
    I need to run. I need to escape.

    She was running. The demon dog chasing her had gained ground. It was less than twenty feet away and getting closer. Her blonde hair, tied back in a pony-tail, was blown around in the wind.

    The teenager caught her foot on a tree root protruding from the forest ground. As she tripped and fell, she knew that the worst was coming. All she could do now is hope for a miracle. On the ground, she curled into a fetal position, covering her body to protect it from injury during the impending attack.

    Mightyena slashed at her with its powerful claws. It cut through the denim jacket she wore and tore deep into her arm , causing her to scream in pain. Though bleeding profusely, the arm had taken a blow which would have otherwise gone to the neck.

    The beast continued its assault, tearing at her clothing with its powerful jaws. The loss of blood had made her weak; her vision was blurring and she couldn’t move her legs.

    The girl sobbed as her skin was torn open with every blow. This is it. I'm done for, she thought, tears welling in the corners of her eyes. She would never start her journey. She would never achieve her dream.

    Just as she braced herself for the final hit, the voice of a young man cut through the forest.

    "Thunderbolt!" he shouted, causing Mightyena to look up from its prey.

    She dared not look around, but she heard the cry of a Pokémon.


    There was a bright yellow flash, followed by the Mightyena's weak whimper as it fainted.

    The blood-soaked victim lifted her head and tried see what had happened, but she saw nothing before her world went dark.

    Slowly opening her eyes for the first time, the girl stared up at a pink ceiling. As her mind began functioning again, the memories of the traumatic event that had left her so grievously wounded returned to her. For the damage the attack could have left her with, she was remarkably alright. The gash in her arm had closed up, though it would leave a scar forever, and the bite marks covering her back and legs had begun to heal over. Stretching the wounded arm, she winced from the pain.

    She looked across the room. The teenaged girl lay on a soft queen-sized bed sitting in the middle of a pink wallpapered room. Other than some medical equipment sitting on a bedside table, it was just a normal Pokémon Center bedroom.

    The bandages on her arm and legs appeared bright white and freshly wrapped. Whoever had brought her here had also clearly taken care of her while she was unconscious.

    The girl sat for several minutes gathering her thoughts. It had been awful, but she survived. Somehow.

    The brightly colored door opened and a kind-faced older man in a red polo and kakis walked in. He sat down on the edge of the bed and smiled at her.

    "You're awake. Are you feeling any better?" he asked. His dark eyebrows were raised with concern.

    She hesitated, and then nodded.

    He reached across the covers and pulled her arm out. She flinched as he touched the bandaging.

    "Good. It seems to be healing nicely." He released her and returned to his original position. "Oh dear, I am sorry. It seems I've forgotten that I'm a stranger to you. You may call me Oak."

    She nodded in acknowledgement.

    "Do you remember your name?"

    Speaking for the first time, the blonde-haired girl answered him. "It's Allie. Allie Dogwood."

    "Good. That's good. It seems like you had quite the terrifying experience."

    "It was… dreadful. How long have I been asleep?" The old man could see the exhaustion and horror in her sad blue eyes.

    "Two weeks. You've had a miraculous recovery. Another week and you should be able to continue on your way," he responded cheerfully.

    "Thank you, Mr. Oak," Allie said wearily. Remembering the voice in the forest, she proceeded to ask, "Are you the one who saved me too?"

    "No, but if you wish to speak to your hero before you leave, I'll bring him tomorrow. But you need to get a full night’s rest first."

    "Thank you," she whispered. Not yet being completely recovered, she closed her eyes and returned to sleep.

    Oak reached across her slumbering form to pull a sheet over her body, then stood up, smiling kindly. He crossed the hall and entered the room which he was staying in. Sitting down on his bed, he thought about her.

    Allie Dogwood. The name seemed familiar to him, but in his old age, his memory had grown fuzzy. Oak sighed. The future belonged to the younger generation now. It was only his job to help them grow strong enough to make a difference in a world corrupted by the older generations.

    Allie Dogwood. Perhaps the name was familiar to him, but it didn’t matter. The only important thing was that she was safe. He would help her in whatever way he could.
    Last edited: Dec 16, 2012
  2. D. Scott

    D. Scott Well-Known Member

    I'm a bit confused here. Did you mean the Creature as a sort of nickname – a title to refer to this thing until we know what it is? If so, it should be “The Creature” as it would be a proper noun. If not, well, ya gotta make that big ol' “C” into a “c”.

    Gah. I hate bodily harm so well described... makes me shiver every time.. Yet I love it.

    In fact, I love this whole second section. So well described, so realistic – puts the reader into the unfortunate eyes of this girl. Nnghhh. ._.

    Time for the inevitable nitpick that comes with every review I give. =D

    The “which had not gone away” section is repetitive. The reader can deduce from the fact that she winced in pain... that, well, it hadn't gone away.

    Forgot the comma after Oak.

    I love this. Shows the wisdom of ol' Oak. :3

    Overall, this is a surprisingly well written story for someone so new to SPPf. Usually, I see some attempts by people who have apparently never read a book a day in their lives. This was really an enjoyable read and has definitely left me waiting eagerly for Chapter Two (and the only reason I'm not gonna view it on FFnet is because it's much easier to do an effective review here on serebii. :p)
  3. Absol6028

    Absol6028 What did you say...?

    I liked this one :) Not too often do you find a good read on here :)

    Not much to say for review. Just keep going on this! Can't wait for the next chapter!
  4. Mr. Reloaded

    Mr. Reloaded The face of beauty

    this one was ok could have been better
  5. The Unknown Twinkie

    The Unknown Twinkie Lilligant is so cute

    It might be promising...
  6. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 2

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 2: The Dawn of the Journey

    The following day, Allie was much more awake and had already eaten a large breakfast when Oak arrived, this time accompanied by a younger male.

    He looked to be about twenty years old. His messy black hair could be seen sticking out from underneath his Pokéball–emblazoned hat. Allie recognized the unmistakable look of an experienced Pokémon trainer, revealed through both his dark tan and strong body from working with his Pokémon outside. As he walked in, they made eye contact; the stranger's brown locking with Allie's light blue.

    As the two sat down on a sofa facing the bed, the girl sat up on top of her covers excitedly, eyes sparkling. Since waking the day before, she had been unable to stop imagining her gallant knight. A real trainer. Not just one of those youngsters running around with Caterpies.

    "So you were the one who saved me?" she inquired, tingling with excitement. He was tall and handsome, dressed in a red sweatshirt and jeans.

    Saying nothing, the newcomer simply nodded.

    Allie was a bit stung. A real answer would have been nice. But she continued talking to him, despite the slight.

    "Thank you. I would have died," she said smiling. "I'm Allie." She paused. "And you?

    "Ash Ketchum," he plainly stated. "You're welcome."

    Again, he spoke as little as possible.

    Oak, sensing the rising awkwardness between them, decided to step in.

    "Ash is one of my most distinguished students and friends. He was passing through the forest when he heard your cry." Ash nodded. "He carried you to the nearest Pokémon Center, here in Viridian City, and watched over you until you began to recover."

    Hearing her locality made Allie remember why she had been in the forest in the first place. Her eyes opened wide as she jumped out of bed and ran towards her backpack.

    "You said I was asleep for two weeks? Darn it! This was not supposed to happen! I have to meet up with that Pokémon professor who's in this town to make a presentation on Pokémon journeys." After hastily stuffing her things in the bag, Allie started towards the door, ignoring her injuries and the fact that she was clad in nothing an oversized t-shirt.

    At this, the Pokémon trainer called Ash grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her back over to the bed, forcing her to sit back down.

    Oak, meanwhile, chuckled. "Pokémon professor, eh?"

    "Let me go! I'm late!" cried Allie, fighting Ash at the end of her bed. "Get out of my way! I need to ask him something. Do either of you know if he's still in town?"

    She struggled against Ash for several minutes, only stopping when her arm began to hurt again. Finally giving up, tears welled up in her eyes. She had not only suffered a perilous injury, but now she learned it was all for nothing. To come all that way from Pewter City by herself and miss her chance to see the professor… it was all too much for her.

    "Calm down, girl. If that’s your only problem, you don’t need to worry. Stop struggling or you’ll make your wounds worse."

    It was Ash speaking. He was gently holding her by the wrists, trying to restrain her to prevent her from injuring herself.

    "I don't think you have to worry about missing your chance. What do you think, Professor?" he asked, winking at Oak.

    The elderly gentleman laughed as Allie's face turned from that of despair to confusion.

    "You mean," she began, speaking slowly as Ash’s words sank in. "That this man is the legendary Professor Oak?"

    Both men nodded, smiling. "I wouldn't go so far as to say legendary," said Oak. "But yes, I am he. And he is me."

    "Professor!" Allie said, thrilled to finally speak to him. "I read in a magazine that you were coming to Viridian City to give a speech. And… and I wanted to ask you something." She faltered, suddenly feeling nervous.

    "You wished to begin a Pokémon journey," Oak theorized. She nodded her head eagerly. "Hmm… I didn't bring any Pokémon with me."

    Allie's excitement was instantaneously replaced with disappointment. The old professor naturally noticed this, and continued speaking.

    "Allie, I want you to stay in bed for several days before you do anything else. If you still want a Pokémon, come see me at the Viridian Gym once you recover. I'll send one of my aides to pick up a couple of starter Pokémon from my lab in Pallet town."

    "Thank you!" the girl shouted enthusiastically. She hopped off the bed and gave him a quick hug. "I won't let you down Professor Oak!"

    "Very well, but for now you need to be in bed. Your arm is still hurt," he reminded her.

    She climbed back into her bed. "Thank you so much Professor! And you too, Mr. Ketchum!"

    "You can call me Ash. There's no need for excessive formalities,” the trainer reassured Allie, placing a strong hand on her shoulder. “I'm glad you've recovered. But don't leave the center until you're ready. There's no point in taking unnecessary risks."

    Despite this imparted piece of wisdom, Allie could tell by looking at the trainer's grim expression that it wasn't a motto he had lived by.

    "Okay. I won't,” she promised.

    "Very well, then, Allie. I'll see you in a few days with your Pokémon." Oak said this, then the two men waved goodbye and departed from the room.

    Allie reflected on what had taken place. Her savior, Ash, was a powerful trainer for sure, but she still hardly knew anything about him. The trainer's cold interactions with her had seemed rude, but perhaps he was simply preoccupied with other thoughts. The soon-to-be trainer wished that they had spoken more; his mysterious air had invoked her curiosity. But perhaps they would meet again. Maybe they would even have a Pokémon battle someday trainer, and she could see his strength for herself.

    And that Oak was actually THE Professor Oak amazed her. She knew vaguely what the man looked like, but she didn't expect the very person she was looking for to be the one of the people who had taken care of her while she was unconscious. It was unbelievable how lucky she had been to be saved by Ash and looked after by Oak.

    Reaching over the side of the bed, Allie pulled her backpack up onto her lap. The clothes she had been wearing when she was attacked were gone, but there was still another set of clothes she had brought as a backup. She pulled out a small silver picture frame which had been wrapped in the clothing to protect it. Looking at its contents for several minutes, Allie resolved, yet again, that she would do whatever it takes to be…

    The Very Best: A Pokémon Master.


    And so it was that in six days' time, young Allie was seen departing from the Pokémon Center. Dressed in a light purple tank top and a dark purple jacket, with black shorts, knee high socks, and purple sneakers, Allie left her room and went to talk to the receptionist at the entrance to the Pokémon Center.

    "So you're the girl whom the professor and Ash Ketchum have been caring for," said the brightly clad center employee. "Well, they've already paid for your room and services.” She smiled. "Looks like you're all ready to go."

    "Thank you," responded Allie. Eager to find Professor Oak and get her Pokémon, she quickly asked, "Ma'am, what's the quickest way to the gym?"

    A dark shadow passed over the receptionist's face. She handed Allie a map of the city, and pointed it out.

    "Even if Professor Oak did tell you to go there, I'd recommend against it," she said. Allie's expression became puzzled. "There was some bad stuff going on there years ago. Real bad stuff. Anyway, the guy who used to be gym leader got into all sorts of trouble with the League. I was there when he was arrested. This was years ago though… something about illegal use of power."

    Allie, now more impatient than ever, thanked the woman and left the Center. It seemed curious that Oak would want to meet with her in such an out-of-the-way place, especially one with such a dark history. But the stories told by the receptionist were not enough to scare away an enthusiastic young girl from her dreams.

    With her long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail and black headband allowing sections of hair to fall down, framing her face, Allie walked as quickly as she could, cheerfully and innocently saying hi to every stranger she passed. Finally, after what seemed to be an endless trip, she arrived at a dilapidated old building with a large sign that read "Viridian City Gym." In the window of the door, there was another sign posted, which read:

    "By order of the Indigo Pokémon League of the Kanto Region, this gym is hereby closed. No trespassing."

    Confused but determined, she checked the door at the front of the building. Surprisingly, despite being an abandoned and condemned facility, it was unlocked. Allie entered the dark lobby, where no lights were on.

    It was eerily silent. No wonder the receptionist was so avoidant of the place. A Gengar would fit in nicely with the atmosphere, although Allie got the sense that this was a place that most Pokémon avoided.

    Suddenly, she heard two voices coming from down the hall.

    "Ash, people are going missing. Something's going on." It was the tense voice of a young man.

    Then the trainer whom Allie had met only six days earlier spoke. "I realize that. The events at Cerulean… people have been vanishing. Strange men have been coming to this gym. It's got to be connected somehow…"

    The voices were drawing nearer. Allie crouched behind a statue of a Nidoking as the men approached, trying to avoid being caught overhearing such a grave conversation.

    "You know you have to do something Ash. Everyone's looking to you."

    "I know Gary. I plan to head to Cerulean and-" Ash stopped in the middle of his word. The two men were standing next the statue, next to Allie. She held her breath, trying to be absolutely silent.

    Suddenly, Ash jumped around the statue and pulled Allie to her feet. Terrified, the girl the girl began to tremble.

    "Don't hurt me, please! I didn't know who you were and I was afraid. Honest!" Her eyes watered in fear.

    Finally recognizing the girl in the darkness by her voice, Ash relaxed his grip on her collar.

    "It's only you. I'm sorry. I couldn't tell who you were… It's hard to trust anyone in these times." As he said this, a grim expression crept across his face. Reaching towards the wall, Ash hit a light switch and illuminated the gym lobby.

    "You're looking for Professor Oak, right?" The man whom Ash had called Gary spoke. His voice was kind, and he was now revealed in the light to be about Ash's age.

    The girl nodded her blonde head, still shaken at what had just happened.

    "I'm his grandson, Gary Oak.” He offered her his hand, which she shook. “Great to meet you. Allie, right?"

    She nodded again. "Yes. Is Professor Oak here?" she asked.

    "He is. He's standing right in front of you." Gary laughed gently. "I, too, am a Pokémon professor. My grandfather couldn't be here today."

    She frowned. "But he promised he would give me a Pokémon!" Allie cried.

    "He told me to give you this letter," Gary said as he handed her a white envelope with a red wax Pokéball seal.

    The young blonde girl opened it and read:

    Dear Allie Dogwood,

    Unless something changed unexpectedly, you were just handed this note by my grandson Gary. I am indeed sorry that I was unable to make it in person, but I was summoned to a last minute meeting that I could not miss. In my place, Professor Gary Oak will present you with your first Pokémon.

    I've sent this region's three starter Pokémon. You may choose from Squirtle, Bulbasaur, and Charmander. Before reading further, please ask my grandson for the one you want. Pick your choice carefully.

    Allie looked up from the letter, placing it in her pocket. She thought carefully about the starters. There was Bulbasaur, a small grass creature with a large flower bud on its back. Then there was Charmander, the powerful baby fire lizard. And then there was Squirtle, the cute young water turtle. Thinking hard for several minutes, she carefully weighted the pros and cons of each. Finally, she turned her attention to Gary.

    "I'd like Squirtle," she said decisively.

    The younger Professor Oak pulled a Pokéball out of his pocket and handed it to her.

    Taking the Pokéball from Gary, she shouted, "Squirtle! Come on out!"

    There was a red flash of light and the light blue Squirtle appeared. Scared of the new people it suddenly was surrounded by, it pulled its body into its shell. The two young men chuckled while the new trainer sighed.

    Holding the Pokéball up again and pressing the button, Allie reluctantly returned it to its ball.

    "Well," spoke Gary. "He'll take some time to warm up to you. But eventually I'm sure you two will be best buddies."

    Remembering the rest of the letter, Allie pulled it back out and continued reading:

    Now, tomorrow at sunrise, you'll depart for Pewter City. Make sure you train along the way. The gym leader there uses primarily rock types.

    Allie was relieved to hear that she would have the type advantage at her first gym battle, but knew she still needed to train if she wanted to stand a chance.

    Good luck on your journey. Ash will accompany you. Have him call me if he has any questions.

    -Professor Samuel Oak

    Surprised, Allie looked up. The raven-haired young adult seemed to be deep in thought, completely indifferent to what she was doing. Allie reread the line, this time aloud.

    "'Ash will accompany you,'" she quoted, watching the older trainer for a reaction.

    The trainer quickly looked up, startled. "What?" he asked, eyes narrowing. "Give that to me.”

    Allie handed him Oak's letter. After staring at the paper for several minutes, he gave it back to her.

    "I'm calling him," Ash announced. He glanced at Gary. "I don't know what he's thinking. There are far more pressing matters with all the trouble in the world." He turned back to Allie. "I'm going to talk with Professor Oak and see if there are any other new trainers who can accompany you. Meet me back at the Pokémon Center."

    And with that, he walked through the rusted door from where they entered.

    Gary sighed. "I'm sorry about him," the young professor apologized. "He's got a lot of responsibility pressing on him right now. He's usually a great guy. But the past couple of months have been rough for him."

    "He saved me," said Allie wistfully, staring at her new Pokéball. "Why does he have to act like that…?"

    She said goodbye to Gary Oak, and began walking alone back to the Pokémon Center.
    Last edited: Sep 17, 2011
  7. Absol6028

    Absol6028 What did you say...?

    Still a great chapter :) I thought she was going to pick Charmander xD Can't wait for the next chapter!
  8. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 3

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 3: Final Preparations

    "But Professor, I have my own duties," Ash said into a blue X-Transceiver. The small video phone was currently transmitting to Oak's lab from a park in the heart of Viridian City. Ash was leaning against a tree, discussing with the professor why he shouldn't go with Allie. "You've seen the news. I can't be tied up as part of some girl's Pokémon journey," he argued.

    "Now Ash, you've only given me a reason WHY you two should go together. The world is far more dangerous than when you travelled Kanto. There's no telling what could happen to either of you," the old professor told him. "Would you really send her alone to Cerulean City?"

    The trainer sighed. "No, professor," he said, bowing his head in submission.

    "And if you're going to try to find out what's going on, don't you think it would be a good idea to have a reason for travelling all across Kanto?"

    Though still against the idea, Ash had to admit that Oak's logic was sound. Just like it always was.

    "How old is she, anyway?" he asked, trying to find another flaw in Oak's plan. "The girl looks like she's about sixteen. Don't you usually give Pokémon to younger kids starting their adventures?" Ash was looking for any reason to avoid travelling with another person.

    "You'll have to trust me Ash," Oak said. "I feel as though she'll play her role in the coming days, too. Don't doubt her.”

    Ash was about to make another excuse when there was a loud crash from the lab. Oak frantically dashed off the XTransceiver screen to reach another part of his lab.

    "Don't do that Machamp! You can't juggle the Voltorbs! Put them down right away!" the professor shouted in the background. "I'm getting too old for this." Ash chuckled. The professor might not be young, but he was still the best in the business.

    Suddenly, the XTransceiver screen displayed an image of purple goo.

    "Hello Muk," Ash chuckled.

    "Muk!" it cried back at him happily.

    "No! Muk, now I have to clean the camera again!" Professor Oak shoved the sewage Pokémon out of the way.

    He looked straight into Ash's eyes. "Teach her," he ordered. There was a flash of light, and the XTransceiver screen displayed a "Signal Lost" error.

    The Voltorbs must have blown, thought Ash. Knowing that his mentor would be fine, he shoved the XTransceiver back into his pocket.

    A yellow rodent, who had been playing with some wild Rattatas in the park, ran back to his trainer.

    "Are you ready?" Ash asked him.

    Pikachu nodded, his little face filled with determination.

    "Good. We've got a long road ahead of us. Now, I need you to do me a favor…"


    Allie was playing with Squirtle outside when Ash arrived alone back at the Pokémon Center at dusk. She was throwing a ball to him, and Squirtle was hitting it back to her with a spray of water. Each time he did it, Allie laughed and Squirtle clapped his little blue hands.

    "So he's gotten used to you," Ash said gently.

    Allie turned around, startled, to see Ash looking down at her. She didn't realize he was standing behind her. Squirtle, still shy, withdrew into its shell.

    "Awww… Ash! He was doing really well too!" the new trainer scolded him.

    Ash knelt down next to the water Pokémon. He flipped the shell over, and gently stroked a spot on the underside. "I'm sorry Squirtle," he apologized.

    The young Pokémon came out of its shell, laughing.

    Allie was amazed. "How did you know that he had a ticklish spot there?" she asked.

    Straightening up, Ash replied. "I have a Squirtle too. He's in Vermillion City right now." He looked down at Allie's first Pokémon. "Have you decided what you're going to call him yet?"

    "Not yet," she said. "I considered calling him Bubbles or Squirt, but both of those are really overused. I haven't really come up with one that fits him." The little turtle hugged her leg. She picked it up and held it.

    "So…" she began. “Are we… are we traveling together?"

    The experienced trainer nodded reluctantly. "I talked to the professor. He's right. It would be in everyone's interest if I accompanied you. Are you alright with that?"

    Allie was awestruck. She was going to travel with the powerful trainer who saved her?

    "Y-yeah," she mumbled, at a loss for words. "Thank you."

    "Don't thank me yet," he told her. "We've got to go at a good pace. There are places I have to be, too."

    She nodded.

    "That means that this is going to be a hard journey, are you sure that you're prepared for it?"

    She nodded again, enthusiastic.

    "Very well. Follow me,” the older trainer instructed her.

    The two new companions walked into the Pokémon Center. Ash approached Nurse Joy, handing her a piece of paper with the names of four Pokémon on it. Allie couldn’t make out his small, messy handwriting, but the first letter on the paper might have been a “B”.

    "Could you call Professor Oak and ask him to send the Pokémon I've written down?"

    Joy nodded. "Yes, Mr. Ketchum. Is there anything else you'd like?"

    "Yes, please," he responded. "Could we have two single rooms?"

    The trainers waited while the nurse checked the on the computer. "I'm sorry," she said. "They're all taken for the night. Would the two of you be alright with a double room?"

    Allie blushed furiously, but Ash, who had travelled with girls before, thanked Nurse Joy and took the key.

    The new trainer's embarrassment was not lost on Ash, though.

    "Don't worry. There are twin beds and if you like we can even put a dividing screen up between them," he said, reassuringly.

    So, the two trainers and Squirtle took an elevator up to their room. Not wanting to seem like a novice in front of Ash, and realizing that she would have to sleep near him eventually while they were camping in the wilderness, Allie convinced him that she would be okay if they didn't put the divider up.

    Ash shrugged indifferently, continuing to lay gear out on his bed. Considering the total disinterest he had shown her to this point, she assumed that she didn't have to worry about him trying anything creepy. She was far more vulnerable after being attacked by the Mightyena, and he had saved her then.

    Unexpectedly, a yellow blur jumped through the open window and into the room. Allie gasped in surprise and took a step backwards, falling awkwardly. The yellow mouse landed on Ash's shoulder.

    "So did he say whether he would come with us?" Ash asked Pikachu.

    The electric-type nodded his head.

    "Excellent," Ash smiled widely. He turned to the blonde-haired trainer, still lying on the floor. Offering her his hand, he apologized.

    "This is my friend, Pikachu. He was my first Pokémon, the one Professor Oak gave me," he explained to her. "Pikachu usually doesn't leave my side, but I needed him to run an errand for me in Viridian Forest."

    Allie waved at Ash's partner. "Hi!" she said cheerfully, finally recovered from the shock. Pikachu waved back.

    Then, realizing that her Pokémon had vanished during the excitement, she began frantically looking for him. "Squirtle!" she shouted, nervous for the shy little turtle.

    It took the combined efforts of Allie, Ash, and Pikachu to finally find a pillowcase covering the little turtle's shell. Scattered sheets were thrown everywhere by the search. Stroking Squirtle’s belly, like she had seen Ash do, Allie managed to get him to come back out.

    "It's alright Squirtle," Allie said, petting him gently on the head. "Pikachu is friendly."

    Despite being a little hesitant at first, the small blue Pokémon eventually went up to Pikachu. The electric mouse offered him its hand. Taking it, Squirtle sealed their friendship.

    As the two Pokémon played happily around the room, Allie went into the bathroom to get dressed for bed.

    Lying down on his bed with his hands behind his head, Ash reflected on her. The young blonde was inexperienced, that was for sure. And there was the issue of his other responsibilities. But she showed enthusiasm. And she seemed to be good with Pokémon. He sighed, knowing that Oak would be right about Allie eventually playing a role in his mission.

    The teenaged girl walked back into the room wearing purple polka-dot pajamas.

    "Good night Ash," she said, as she climbed into bed. Despite the warmth of the night, the girl pulled the sheets over her body. Even though she insisted on not putting a screen between them, Allie was still slightly self-conscious wearing her low-cut top.

    "Good night… Allie…" he responded softly, calling her by name for the first time. Allie quickly drifted off to sleep while Ash merely closed his eyes, waiting for morning to come. There were too many thoughts on his mind to sleep well.
    Last edited: Sep 18, 2011
  9. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Author's Note 1

    Thank you guys for all your reviews! Especially to Ian who really gave an in-depth look at the first chapter. I fixed a bunch of mistakes. To clarify, "The Creature" is currently unknown; that is its name in the rumors. But more about that in later chapters. I can also deal with a few useful nitpicks, and I'm glad to hear that you enjoyed the violent descriptions and Oak's wisdom. More of both coming throughout the story. That review was really helpful to me, so thanks!

    One of Ash's original Pokemon will make an appearance in tomorrow's chapter. The Journey Begins in Viridian Forest!

    Feel free to drop me any questions or comments via PM or post!

    Last edited: Dec 16, 2012
  10. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 4

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 4: Evil in Viridian Forrest

    Allie was awakened by the bright sun creeping through the window into their Pokémon Center room. An apple and a note were sitting on the nightstand between the beds. Rolling out of bed, she picked up the paper, reading:

    I’ve gone to the Pokémart to get supplies. I’ll be back at 8. Eat and dress so that you’re ready to leave when I return.


    Allie was excited; today was the very first day real day of her Pokémon adventure. She changed into her travelling clothes much faster than she usually would and pulled her blonde hair back into a ponytail.

    It wasn’t long before Ash returned. The new trainer was sitting on the ground feeding Pokémon chow to Squirtle. As the door opened, she looked up and beamed at him. He returned the smile, though it was noticeably smaller.

    “Are you ready?” he asked her.

    “Yep!” she cheered. Her ponytail shook vigorously from her energetic head nod.

    Ash had several large bags with him. As he pulled the contents out, Allie saw a purple sleeping bag, a ground cloth, and five Pokéballs. The older trainer gestured at them.

    “The sleeping bag and ground cloth are for your journey,” he explained. “You’ll need them for when we can’t make it to a Pokémon Center and have to sleep in the wilderness. The Pokéballs are a gift from me.”

    “Thanks Ash…” she said, surprised at his generosity and thoughtfulness. He had even taken her favorite color into account when he selected the sleeping bag.

    Ash taught her to how to pack her backpack so that everything fit with minimal discomfort. She barely managed to lift it onto her back, as it much heavier now, though Allie noticed that Ash’s pack seemed to be three times the weight of hers.

    The two trainers and their partner Pokémon went downstairs to the lobby, where Ash walked over to the counter where Nurse Joy was standing.

    “Did Professor Oak send the Pokémon I requested?” he asked.

    “Yes sir, just let me get them for you,” she said. Joy walked into a backroom and returned with four Pokéballs.

    Taking them from her, Ash carefully clipped each onto his belt. The trainer thanked her, and turned to Allie.

    “My Pokémon team,” he explained. “You’ll meet them later. Let’s head out.”

    “Ash?” Allie asked once they were on the road. Ash was a few feet ahead setting the pace, and she needed something to slow him down a little. He grunted to let her know that he was listening. “I was thinking. We’re travelling together, but I hardly know anything about you.”

    Ash sighed. He knew that sooner or later she would want to know more about him. “I’ll let you ask one question, but that’s all,” he said reluctantly.

    “You travelled before. Was… was your Pokémon journey worth it?”

    Ash stopped and turned around. His eyes met hers, and she saw years of experience and wisdom in them. “Yes,” he answered confidently. There’s no way to describe everything that I’ve done and you will do. The people I met, the battles I fought, the challenges I’ve faced… They’ve all made me who I am today.”

    “And who is that?” Allie asked, curious of the way he answered her.

    Instead of giving an answer, Ash turned away from her and back to the road. “I said one question.” They continued in silence.

    Twenty minutes later, they stood at the gates leading to Viridian Forest. Although much had changed in Kanto since Ash’s first Indigo League, the forest remained almost completely untouched by human development. It was one of the few places in the world left exclusively for Pokémon, and was filled with diverse species.

    Allie trembled as she remembered what happened to her the last time she was here. Noticing her fear, Ash put a calming hand on her shoulder.

    “You’re not a helpless little girl anymore,” he reassured her. “You’re a Pokémon trainer now.”

    The two trainers looked down at Squirtle, who had pulled himself inside his shell once again to hide from the unknown.

    Allie’s teal eyes closed as she sighed. “I’m not sure that makes much of a difference yet.”

    Chuckling, Ash added, “It will, though, in time. And I’m here. Don’t worry. Nothing’s going to happen to you.”

    They had been walking for most of the day when they reached a clearing. Allie felt as though her legs would fall off.

    “Is travelling always like this?” she moaned. “Can’t any of your Pokémon just fly us to our destination or something?”

    “There’s no adventure in that,” Ash replied nonchalantly.

    The sun had been covered by a cloud, allowing even less sunlight through the dense forest canopy. It was as dark as night.

    Allie and Squirtle both lay down on the grass, panting hard. Ash and Pikachu, however, had frozen, listening. Pikachu’s ears twitched as he heard noises that the others could not. The partners cautiously looked around them.

    “You’re going to kill my poor feet if we keep…” Ash quickly hushed her. Allie gasped as she saw what he had been watching.

    Red eyes appeared in the trees around them. They were moving in a circle around the trainers.

    The eyes slowly got larger as their owners came closer. As they entered the clearing, Allie began to shake violently.


    About forty of them.

    The showdown was so silent that all that could be heard was the cry of a bird in the distance.

    Allie began breaking down in tears as Ash moved closer to her to protect her. Pikachu was standing in front of them, ready to defend his friends at any cost. Squirtle was naturally hiding in his shell, this time from real danger.

    Ash realized that as soon as he reached for a Pokéball, the dark-types would strike. His Pokémon were useless inside their Pokéballs, and not even Pikachu could handle forty by himself. As the hyena Pokémon drew closer, it seemed as though the journey would end, and on the very day it started.

    The leader of the pack, a tough looking Mightyena with a scar across its eye lowered its body to prepare to leap at the trainers.

    As it lunged for the kill, a large shape came hurtling down from the sky. Grabbing the leader by his chest, the bird Pokemon’s powerful talon’s hurled it against the tree. The Mightyena collapsed at the tree’s base.

    Ash sighed in relief as he recognized the red and yellow crest flowing from the head of a huge brown bird.

    The other Mightyena decided that they didn’t want to wait to suffer the same fate. Simultaneously, they jumped at their leader’s attacker, desperate to overpower him by sheer number.

    It was their mistake. Smaller, similar looking birds flew out of the trees and began pecking at the pack of Mightyena. Ash watched as several of the smallest ones team up to scratch and poke at the faces of the much larger hyena Pokémon.

    The battle barely lasted five minutes. The Mightyena had all run away with their tails between their legs, whimpering from the injuries they had been given. The birds suffered no casualties; not even a single feather had fallen out in the commotion.

    Eventually looking up from her position on the ground, Allie saw the first and largest of the birds walk up to Ash. He placed his arms around its thick neck in a hug.

    “Thank you, Pidgeot,” he said, face buried in its feathers.

    Realizing that it would do no good to travel any further in the growing darkness, Ash decided that the clearing would make a good place to set up camp.

    The Pidgeotto and Pidgey that had come to their aid were now playing with Squirtle and Pikachu. The bird Pokémon happily danced around as the trainers’ Pokémon took turns flying on Pidgeot.

    Allie smiled as she looked at them from where she was sitting. Though still greatly shaken from her second Mightyena encounter, she was slowly recovering from the shock.

    “I’m going to go get some firewood. Are you alright staying here with the Pokémon?” Ash asked her.

    The girl looked into the darkness surrounding their campsite. She nodded, happy at least not to have to do it herself.

    “No worries, I’ll get it,” Ash said, vanishing from Allie’s sight.

    Twenty minutes later, Ash had a roaring fire going in the center of the clearing. He pulled out several pots and proceeded to mix vegetables and meat together in a stew. Ash spent the next hour delicately cooking it over the fire. Grabbing two bowls out of his backpack, he scooped a hearty amount into each.

    Allie took the bowl he handed her and tasted the broth. Instantaneously, her taste buds were filled with wonder as flavor soaked into each of them.

    “Ash!” she said. “This is amazing! Where did you learn to cook like this?”

    The trainer smiled. “I’ve travelled all over the world,” he answered. “Several of my travelling companions had world class cooking abilities.” Thoughts of the gourmet skills of Brock and Cilan were rekindled in his mind. “My cooking is nothing compared to theirs, but I can happily say that I picked up a few recipes and techniques. I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”

    She ate the stew quickly, but not so fast that she lost the flavor of it. The girl relaxed as it warmed her from the inside. Ash, meanwhile, was deep in thought.

    One renegade Mightyena in Viridian Forrest was strange enough, he though. This has to be connected to everything else.

    “Mightyena…” he murmured to himself.

    His companion looked up at him inquisitively.

    “They aren’t even native to this region… so why are they here?” Ash wondered aloud.

    “Have you seen Mightyenas before?” Allie asked.

    “Never in Kanto,” he answered. “There were a lot in Hoenn, but they weren’t nearly as vicious as the ones we saw today.”

    Allie shuddered as she remembered their terrible claws and fangs. Her hand rubbed her scar on her arm where one had slashed her two weeks ago. “We were lucky your Pidgeot was here,” she said.

    “You could call it luck,” Ash smiled. “But do you remember last night when I told you that Pikachu had a mission in this forest?” She nodded. “Well, it was to find Pidgeot.”

    He pulled an old Pokéball out of his jacket. He stared at the scratched and dusty ball for several minutes before addressing Allie.

    “Years ago, when I was still a new trainer, my friends and I came across a group of Pidgey and Pidgeotto that had been abused by some Fearow.” He looked over at Pidgeot, with its long red and yellow crest. “My Pidgeotto evolved into Pidgeot in order to defend them. He became the leader of the flock.”

    “Wow, Ash,” the blonde trainer said, amazed.

    “I promised him that I’d come back. And now I’m finally here to fulfill that promise.” He turned back to face Allie. “Pidgeot is going to come with us and help out. He says that the members of the flock have learned to defend themselves, and that he’ll return to them when we next pass through Viridian Forest.”

    The great bird turned and locked eyes with him. It proudly nodded its head, a summer breeze blowing through its crest.

    Ash placed a ground cloth next to the fire, and laid their sleeping bags on top.

    “You should get some rest,” he told Allie. “It’s going to be at least another day until we reach Pewter City.”

    Allie didn’t dress into her pajamas that night, for she didn’t want to change in front of Ash, and she didn’t want to go into the darkness alone.
  11. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 5

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 5: Burning Water

    She was standing triumphantly in the middle of a huge stadium. Flags with the symbols of the fourteen types of Pokémon flew on the top of each section of the coliseum. Looking out into the sea of people sitting in the stands, she heard thousands of cheering voices echoing her name.

    "Allie! Allie! Allie!"

    She raised her hand to wave at them, and noticed that she was holding a Pokéball. It was purple, and had pink circles on the top. Emblazoned at the center was a large white "M."

    "Allie!" a deep voice shouted. She looked across the dirt field, outlined with white chalk marks indicating boundaries.

    A tall man stood there. His face was obscured by the distance. The only detail Allie could make out was his cape. It was deep red, decorated with the insignia of the Kanto Pokémon League.

    "Allie! I challenge you to a battle," he shouted at her.

    Glancing down at the Pokéball in her hand, she gripped it tighter. She looked up, determined to win.

    "Allie!" Ash shouted again, this time throwing a pillow at her. Quickly sitting up, the new trainer looked around her frantically.

    "What is it?" Allie cried. "Are the Mightyena back?" Her eyes widened as she beheld a serene forest landscape, wet with early morning dew. It was still dawn, and the sun had hardly creped above the horizon.

    But it was what she saw above her that stole her breath. Hundreds of Butterfree were flying through the clearing. As they flew, they dropped a powder that made the air around them sparkle. Amazed, Allie looked over to where Ash stood. She swore that she saw a small tear in the corner of his eyes, as if their flight reminded him of an old friend.

    Turning to face her, Ash smiled. "I thought you might have wanted to see that." From the smile on her face, he knew he had been right.


    After repacking their gear, Ash walked over to the flock of bird Pokémon who were dancing around their leader. Pidgeot lowered its head, nuzzling the necks of the little Pidgeys in a kind of Pokémon hug. It nodded to the Pidgeottos, assigning them the duty of protecting the group. The Pidgey clan had grown considerably since Pidgeot became its leader. Though originally living near Pallet Town, the Pokémon had moved to the more peaceful Viridian Forest under the direction of Pidgeot. There they had lived in harmony with the other bird species.

    Walking forward to Ash, Pidgeot looked intently at the scratched Pokéball he held.

    Glancing back at the Pidgey flock to wish them goodbye one last time, it leaned forward and pressed the little white button on the Pokéball. There was a red flash, and Pidgeot was once again in the ball it had travelled in years ago.

    "Thank you," Ash spoke to the birds. "I promise to bring him back when our mission is complete."

    Allie thought back to the conversation she had overheard at Viridian gym. What is that mission? She wondered.

    Waving goodbye to their new friends and with Squirtle and Pikachu on their shoulders, Ash and Allie left the clearing and continued down the trail.


    The trainers had been making a great pace on the winding forest path. By noon, they were only several hours away from Route 3. Ash and Allie talked occasionally about the different types of Pokémon, though most of the trip was to the natural sound of Pokémon cries. The forest was especially alive on this beautiful summer morning. They saw numerous Caterpies and Weedles evolving in the trees as they went.

    "Hey, you there," a voice called from behind a tree 50 feet in front of them. A girl, about Allie's age, stepped out. She wore a red and black tank top and a white miniskirt with red lines down the side. In her brown hair she sported a pair of red goggles. Her Pokéball colored boots matched the rest of her outfit.

    In her right hand, she held a Pokéball.

    "You're a trainer right?" the brunette asked, eyes locked on Allie.

    "Y-yes…" Allie answered, somewhat unsure of why this girl was inquiring.

    "Then I, Mina Danford, challenge you to a Pokémon battle!" she cried, running forward and doing a front flip. She landed in a battle-ready stance, eager to begin.

    "I-I haven't actually had one yet…" mumbled Allie. She felt something poke her in the back.

    Turning her head around, she saw her Squirtle nodding at her. He jumped down off her backpack and gestured excitedly at the other trainer.

    Ash grinned. For such a scaredy-Meowth, that little guy was awfully determined to battle.

    "Are you really sure you want to do this Squirtle? It might be a little scary," Allie told him, still not sure if she was ready for it.

    The little turtle nodded his head vigorously, leaped out in front of her, and planted his feet, staring intently at the newcomer.

    "Well, then," said Mina. "Let's have this battle!"

    She threw her Pokéball into the air. As the red aura solidified, it revealed a red lizard with a light at the end of its tail. Mina had chosen Charmeleon.

    Relieved to be fighting with a type advantage in her first battle, Allie readied herself for her first challenge.

    Ash, though noting the type advantage, was more concerned about the superior power that Chamander's evolution could wield. He remembered his experiences with his Charmeleon and the great number of times he had been set on fire.

    "This will be a one-on-one battle!" exclaimed Mina. "Last Pokémon standing wins."

    Allie nodded her head vigorously, her blonde hair flying everywhere, despite her headband. She was determined to do her very best as a trainer.

    "Then let the battle… BEGIN!" shouted the brunette. "Charbron!" she called, using the fire lizard's nickname. "Use flamethrower!"

    The fired-tailed Pokémon lunged forward at the turtle, and unleashed a great stream of fire from its mouth.

    "Use withdrawal Squirtle!" The tiny turtle pulled its body back into its round shell. The hot flames were repelled by the hard surface.

    Interesting, thought Ash. Allie was choosing to use Squirtle's instinctive reaction before trying to get it to use any other moves.

    "Now Squirtle, stay in your shell and use water gun!" cried Allie.

    Doing as its trainer commanded, the turtle began to shoot water from its mouth, but as it was insides its shell, the streams of water came out every hole of the shell at an angle. The water Pokémon began to spin.

    "Rapid spin towards Charmeleon!" Allie ordered.

    Squirtle gained momentum as it propelled itself towards its target.

    "Dodge it, Charbron!"

    Charmeleon hopped out of its way, but Allie's Squirtle still had a lot of water left in him. It turned itself around and, continuing to spin, came back and hit Charmeleon in the back of the head. The water quickly evaporated, becoming a cloud of steam.

    Squirtle hopped out of his shell and put on a victory pose. Allie cheered.

    But Ash was looking at the steam, where the silhouette of Mina's Pokémon, still standing, had appeared.

    "Flamethrower!" Mina called again.

    Out of the cloud came yet another jet of flame, heading straight towards Squirtle.

    Allie, though anxious, instinctively shouted, "Squirtle, use water gun, and make it powerful!"

    The little turtle sucked in its stomach, and leaned forward as a huge blast of water erupted from its mouth.

    Ash's eyes widened in surprise. Squirtle wasn't everything he seemed to be. That move was definitely not water gun.

    The enormous water stream collided with Charmeleon's flamethrower, resulting in a cloud of steam that obscured the eyes of the trainers. It was several minutes before any of them could see the results of the powerful attacks. The Pokemon trainers held their breath in apprehension as they waited for the result of their battle.

    Finally, after what felt like days to Allie and Mina, the haze lifted. Both Charmeleon and Squirtle still stood, each struggling to continue standing. After staring at each other for several minutes in acknowledgement of each other's skills, they both passed out.

    Mina and Allie ran to tend to their tired Pokémon, crossing puddles of water and singed grass.


    "That was an amazing battle," Mina said to Allie after they had treated their Pokémons' injuries. "You and your Squirtle make an awesome team, and he knows some epic attacks."

    "Thanks," the blonde-haired responded. "My name's Allie," she said, introducing herself.

    "And I'm Mina, in case I said it too quickly for you to notice earlier. I tend to get pretty excited over battles."

    "Yeah. Like I said, that was my first one. They're really exciting, aren't they?"

    "Definitely legit." Mina twirled her long brown hair with her finger. Looking past Allie, she noticed, for the first time, Ash leaning against a tree. Pikachu had run off after it had smelled some berries in a nearby bush. Mina walked over to where he stood.

    "Hi there!" she greeted him cheerfully, standing rather close to him.

    "Hello," Ash replied minimally.

    "He doesn't talk much," Allie told her new friend, walking over to them. Ash rolled his eyes.

    "So you have a name, right? What is it?" asked Mina, green eyes twinkling. She was determined to force him to have a conversation.


    "Ash," she said. "That's a nice name." She put her finger on her lip, thinking hard. "You look kinda familiar…"

    There was an awkward silence as Ash didn't say anything, and the two just stared at each other.

    "So Mina!" interjected Allie. "Which way are you going?"

    "I'm heading towards Route 3. There's a path there that leads to Vermillion City," explained the brunette.

    "Cool!" said Allie. Turning to Ash, she asked, "Is it alright if Mina comes with us for a little bit?"

    Ash shrugged. "I don't have a problem with it."

    "Yay!" the girls both cheered, already starting to walk together down the path.


    And thus, several hours later, the company could be seen journeying northward on Route 3.

    Having a new friend to talk to completely eliminated the apprehension that Allie still would have had while she was in Viridian Forest. The horrors she had been subjected to were forgotten in the many conversations the new friends had. As Mina and Allie passed tree after tree, they talked about everything from Pokémon to fashion.

    It was great, thought Allie, to actually travel with someone who actually enjoys talking to you. She immediately regretted the thought, for although Ash wasn't overly friendly, he could be kind and helpful to her at times as well.

    Ash walked several paces behind the girls, not much caring for their conversations. Pikachu, who had returned from eating berries, was taking a nap in Ash's backpack. The zipper was undone so that he was able to breathe, although the electric rodent was snoring rather loudly.

    When Ash finally decided that it would be a good idea to stop for the night, the group rolled out their sleeping bags around Ash’s constructed fire and ate a delicious dinner.

    “Wow, Ash,” Mina crooned. “This is amazing. You’re a really good cook.”

    He thanked her kindly, offering her a second ear of corn which she gratefully accepted.

    “I am so jealous of you,” Mina told Allie when they went into the woods to change into sleeping clothes. “You get to travel all around the world with such a hot guy. I wonder if he’s single.”

    “Who knows,” said Allie, unconcerned with the matter. “I really don’t know much about him at all.”

    “Oooh, a mystery man,” purred Mina seductively. “He must be fascinating.” After changing, they returned to their campsite and went to bed.

    Allie managed to sleep much better that night, surrounded in her purple sleeping bag by two friends, away from the threat of wild Mightyena.
  12. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Author's Note 2

    Hey Everyone,

    So I've posted a couple more chapters, but I really haven't had any feedback for a while. This isn't just my story; I also want to see readers get involved and be interested. And if the story isn't one you'd want to be a part of, let me know how I can improve it. I'll give author's notes whenever there's responses to reply to or information about the story. And the more times I need to do that, the more spoilers and background information you'll get. I know my chapters are short, but bear with me, they do get longer and better. Just wait till the Cerulean Arc.

    About the delay: Sorry. Real life sometimes takes priority, and I want to give you quality rewrites. All the chapters are still coming. Depending on how soon I get the new chapter on FF.net up (that one's late too...) I may or may not put the next chapter up tomorrow. The only issue is I need time to add some more content to it. Oh, and feedback definitely removes my desire to procrastinate, so remember that when you look at that "reply" button.

    Anyway, Chapter 6 is more of a filler/transition chapter really, and gives some background information, as well as filling out both old and new characters and their relationships. I'll see if I can add some more when I rewrite it.

    You should recognize one of the characters. There's a rather humerous dialog between a certain romantic gym leader and one of his favorite girls in the world.

    Response Question: Ash received 4 Pokeballs from Nurse Joy in Chapter 5. He also now has Pikachu and Pidgeot. So what other Pokemon do you think he took with him?

    Well, that's all for today. Please remember to review and respond. PM me if you want, or let me know if you'd be interested in getting notified about new chapters. Thanks!

  13. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 6

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 6: The Stone City

    The gang hit the trail early the next morning. The trail through Route 3 was wide, and all three trainers walked side-by-side. The girls were once again talking about whatever came across their minds, but today Ash wasn't distancing himself from them as much. He still continued stoically down the path, but Allie was at least happy that her new friend hadn't made Ash isolate himself even further.

    Pikachu, meanwhile, must have eaten more berries than Ash had thought, for he was still sleeping soundly in his trainer’s backpack.

    They were walking through a meadow when Mina turned to the group’s senior trainer, to his annoyance.

    “So Ashy,” Mina accentuated the nickname. “Tell me more about yourself.”

    He growled to indicate his feelings about the new epithet, then obliged her. “I’m a twenty year old Pokémon trainer from Pallet Town. What else do you need to know?”

    “I was only trying to get to know you better,” Mina pouted, acting offended. Allie sighed, afraid that her friend was going to push him too far. “Don’t you want to know more about me if we’re going to be friends?” she asked, batting her eyelashes.

    “Not especially. But I have a feeling that you’ll enlighten me anyway, so proceed.”

    And so, Ash was treated to Mina’s entire life story. “I was born in Viridian City, and a recently I went to Professor Oak for a Pokémon. I didn’t start my Kanto adventure until recently though, because I wanted to continue my education a bit longer. ‘Knowledge is power’ and all of that, right? So I picked Charmander and travelled north to Pewter City. This was all a few weeks ago…” After that, she launched into a day-by-day account of her trip so far.

    Allie, who had heard all this yesterday, watched the mountains in the distance growing closer as they neared the city. Geographically, the Indigo Plateau was to the east while Mt. Moon was to the west of the City of Stone. Pewter was the city she spent most of her life in, but she had no affection for the area. There were too many bad memories. Allie’s blonde head turned to the field to watch two Nidorans playing in the tall grass, trying to avoid thinking of her childhood.

    “This whole journey thing is epic, but I’m not too fond of not taking showers while between towns and camping in the woods. Way too many bug Pokémon around, you know. But still, I’m a trainer and that’s what we do…”

    Ash rolled his eyes. At least Pikachu wasn’t subjected to this torment. Ash sighed. Mina and Allie were only as eager as any new trainers, just as eager as he was ten years ago. It was wrong of him to act so indifferently, and he knew it. But still, it was harder to allow himself to open up to others like he once had so easily done; more difficult to trust people now that he knew so much more than when he had been a naïve rookie.

    “What do you think about it?” Mina concluded, looking at him inquisitively.

    Ash was taken aback at her sudden desire for audience participation. The brunette had been fine doing all the talking for the past twenty minutes. He hadn’t really been paying attention, his thoughts on more dire matters, and didn’t really know what the question was.


    He received a death glare from the girl, but instead of getting mad at him, she merely turned back to Allie and began a conversation about the beautiful dresses she saw on Pokémon Musicals television programs.

    Finally, the group approached a large mound of dirt and stone. It rose about seventy feet into the air and was covered with small holes. It was a landmark for many beginning trainers, one of the first major caves they would encounter in Kanto: Diglett’s Cave.

    "Well, it’s been fun, but I’ve got to split," said Mina cheerfully, gesturing to the great cavern.

    Allie looked to her friend in dismay, her mouth and eyes widening.

    "You're going so soon?" she asked. "Why don't you come with us to Pewter City? You're collecting gym badges aren't you?"

    Mina laughed confidently, pointing to an octagonal pin on her bag. "I already beat the gym leader there. He wasn't too tough." She paused, thinking for a minute. "But he was pretty cute," she added, her green eyes sparkling deviously.

    "Don't worry, we'll meet again," Mina said, trying to reassure her new friend.

    Allie's face continued to show dismay, but she couldn't resist Mina's ever-cheerful attitude, and soon smiled.

    "Alright. See you around!" Allie said, waving, not knowing when or where she would see Mina again.

    The brown haired girl began walking away towards the cave, but quickly realized she had forgotten something. Turning around on the spot, she walked right up to Ash.

    "Bye bye, Ashy!" Mina gave him a flirty wink as she walked away, waved to her new friends, and vanished into the darkness of the cave.

    "Silly girl," muttered Ash to himself, but Allie heard him.

    "I think she's nice," the girl said, as Ash ignored her and began walking away. "Hey, wait for me!" she cried, frantically chasing the expert trainer. “Ash!”


    Allie and Ash finally entered Pewter City through the great stone archway at the end of Route 3. The magnificent City of Stone lay ahead of them, a tribute to ancient construction in a time of steel and sky scrapers. That's not to say that there was no steel in this modern city; most of the buildings were constructed from a combination of concrete, steel, and stone to maximize strength and beauty.

    The two trainers travelled down the bustling streets on their way to the Pokémon Center. It was another beautiful day, and people and their Pokémon were out enjoying it. Geodudes and Gravelers rolled down steep hills as if they were racing, and Allie could see several Onix stretched out in a meadow, enjoying the hot sun on their stone backs.

    Walking into the Pokémon Center, Ash's normally stoic face turned almost into a smile as he saw a man with spiky brown hair and dark skin talking to Nurse Joy at the counter.

    "Brock!" he called, glad to see his old friend once again. Pikachu, recognizing the name, jumped out of the backpack onto Ash's shoulder, waving.

    The man he called Brock turned around, revealing narrow eyes and a handsome face. But he was much, much younger than the man Ash was referring to. He seemed much closer to Allie's age than to Ash's.

    "Hey Ash," he said. "Long time no see."

    Recognizing his mistake, Ash corrected his greeting. "Forrest!" he said merrily. "Wow, I didn't realize you had grown so tall. You look even more like your brother now, as if that was even possible."

    Nurse Joy giggled. "I know, doesn't he? It's like they're all clones," she said. The irony of this statement made Ash chuckle.

    Allie, who had only ever seen one Nurse Joy, did a double take. Glancing from Joy, to Forrest, and finally to Ash, she gave her companion a quizzical look.

    "The Joy family operates Pokémon Centers throughout Kanto and the rest of the world," he said, explaining to the bewildered girl. "Both the members of her family and Forrest's family tend to have a very recognizable appearance about them."

    Allie nodded, her face still showing her confusion. Ash continued to try to help Allie understand.

    "This Nurse Joy is the older sister of the one we met in Viridian City. For some reason, they all look very similar. Don't ask me to figure out the differences between them. If they switched cities, I'd never be able to tell."

    Forrest looked over at him, disbelief written across his face. "How can you not tell the difference between these beautiful ladies?" he wondered aloud. "Aside from her distinctive face, this Nurse Joy has a birthmark on her-"

    Forrest's explanation of Joy's identification was cut short as the red-hair nurse slapped him hard across the cheek. Allie could see a bright red mark where the hand had been. Joy stood over him, eyes burning with anger.

    "It's not like I've ever seen it or anything," he whined.


    "I'm just SAYING!" he cried.


    "You're like twenty five years older than me!"


    "Fine! I won't say anything else…" Forrest grumbled, holding his beaten face.

    Ash was laughing; he remembered all the times Forrest's brother had gotten himself into such situations. Allie meanwhile was a bit startled by the abrupt violence. The implications of Forrest's statement had gone right over her head.

    "So what brings you back to town?" Forrest asked Ash, from his shelter below the edge of the counter, out of Joy's reach. “Looking for a practice battle?”

    "Actually, I'm only here as a guide. But Allie," he said gesturing at his companion, "is interested in challenging your gym."

    Standing up, Forrest looked over at the blonde-haired trainer. He whistled.

    "You must be about sixteen, am I correct?" he asked, taking the girl's hand in his.

    She nodded, blushing.

    "Moi aussi!" he cried in a foreign language. Reverting to English, he repeated himself. "Me too! Ah, excellent. What a battle we shall have! And perhaps dinner with the fair lady afterwards?"

    Ash grabbed the gym leader by the ear, and bending over, whispered something in it. Forrest's face flushed red with embarrassment. He immediately released the blonde's hand.

    "Uh, well, we'll just have a battle then," he mumbled.

    "Thank you," said Allie graciously.

    "Come to the gym tomorrow at ten o’clock," he told her. Waving goodbye to Nurse Joy and the trainers, Forrest left the building, still sulking.

    Turning incredulously to Ash, Allie said, "What did you tell him?"

    Chuckling, Ash looked at her.

    "I don't think you really want to know," he said, grinning at the puzzled look on Allie's face.
    Last edited: Jul 28, 2011
  14. ChampionZ

    ChampionZ Luxray Master

    Wow, this seires keeps me reading. So, thank you for making a good seires. Keep it up :D
  15. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 7

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 7: The Boulder Badge

    "The gym battle between the gym leader Forrest and the BEAUTIFUL Allie Dogwood shall now begin!" shouted Salvadore, a younger but nearly identical version of the Pewter City Gym Leader.

    Ash rolled his eyes at how strongly Forrest and Salvadore resembled their older brother. Hormones and narrow eyes were clearly dominant in their gene pool.

    He was sitting on an otherwise empty set of bleachers lining the wall of the gym, watching Allie prepare to take on her first real challenge as a trainer. The only battle she had taken place in so far was against Mina, and that had ended in a draw. The trainer looked down at the dark stone walls and floor of the gym, grimacing. He remembered only too well how his first gym battle here had gone. Pikachu did too, judging from the grim expression on his little mouse face.

    "This will be a two-versus-two battle!" Salvadore announced from his spot in the center of the gym, where he acted as judge and commentator.

    A frown crept across Ash's face as his fears were confirmed. Allie only had Squirtle. It was really two-on-one. He turned his head to look at where she was standing, nervous but determined. Her bright blue eyes were tightly shut, her hands were clenched in fists, and her head was bowed.

    Looking to the other side of the gym, he observed Forrest standing in a battle ready position. As he looked on, the teenager held out a Pokéball, declaring:

    "I accept your challenge Allie Dogwood!" The gym leader threw the Pokéball forward, and a small round rock with arms emerged from it.

    Geodude. It was the very same as the first Pokémon Ash faced in his first gym battle ten years ago, though it belonged to a different trainer back then.

    Allie lifted her head, slowly opening her eyes. Reaching to her belt, she pulled out a Pokéball.

    "Squirtle, you can do it," she said softly, tossing the ball onto the battlefield.

    "Let the battle begin!" Salvadore shouted.


    Several Hours Earlier…

    Allie sat alone on a bench in front of an old broken down watermill. Tears streamed down her face, glistening in the early morning sunlight. She held her blonde head in her hands, trying to hide from herself and her battle. The morning was unusually cold for the time of year, and Allie shivered and wept.

    What kind of a fool was she that she even hoped to beat Forrest? She was weak; a single battle that had ended in a draw wasn't nearly enough experience.

    Self-pity overwhelmed her. There was no chance of victory; no hope of reaching her goal. She had travelled through Viridian Forest, been attacked by savage Pokémon, and returned home just to fail on her journey.

    The water wheel turned slowly from the wind, though the water that had once powered it had long ago run downstream. Hearing the creaking of the old shack, Allie's feelings of hopelessness and fear faintly subsided. She remembered visiting the old building many times as a child. The girl would run around the empty stream bed with a wild Pokémon who used to live in the area.

    But that was many years ago now. The mill had grown even more rundown since her childhood. Her Pokémon friend had vanished. She was alone, with nothing but the waterwheel and her tears.


    "Use rock throw!" Forrest ordered.

    Geodude began chucking rocks from the floor of the gym at the tiny turtle.

    "Withdraw and use water gun!" Allie cried to Squirtle.

    The water Pokémon began using the same combo it used against Charmeleon. However, this time the rocks being thrown around by Geodude slowed the spinning turtle shell enough that the rock-type managed to dodge the attack.

    "Earthquake, Geodude!" shouted the gym leader.

    "Squirtle! Use watergun and do a front flip!" Allie yelled.

    The water type Pokémon's powerful jet of water blasted the ground in front of it. The sheer pressure of the water forced Squirtle into the air, and, as he began his flip, the water propelled him spinning through the air. He became like a shuriken of water spinning right towards Geodude.

    Ash was amazed at the intricate combination of moves that Allie was able to have her Squirtle do. She wasn't just ordering it to use attacks and hope they hit the opponent; she was having the water turtle execute well developed strategies based on the situation. The older trainer chuckled. Oak really did have an eye for potential. And Ash finally realized how right Oak was about this trainer. The techniques were far more advanced than even many experienced trainers were capable of. Did it really come naturally to her?

    The spinning Squirtle hit Geodude head-on with incredible force. The rock Pokémon was thrown across the gym, landing with its eyes shut tightly at its trainer's feet.

    "Geodude is unable to battle!" cried Salvadore from his spot in the middle of the field.

    Forrest returned the boulder-shaped Pokémon to its Pokéball. "Not bad Allie. Certainly better than I was expecting. But let's see how you handle this beast!" he shouted, throwing an old looking Pokéball to the center of the stadium.

    A large snake made of chunks of metal emerged from the Pokéball. Ash sighed. Water type attacks would hardly faze the Steelix now standing between Allie and her first gym badge.

    But Allie was not intimidated by the huge Pokémon standing before her. Planting her feet, she pointed to Steelix and shouted to Squirtle.

    "Use rapid spin," she ordered, "and follow it up with watergun once you're behind it!"

    Her starter Pokémon nodded at her, and began executing her strategy. Forrest didn't react; Steelix took the full force of the blow as Squirtle smashed into him with extreme angular velocity and blasted him with watergun.

    The tiny turtle landed on the ground, panting. Steelix, however, had far too much defense for physical attacks to be effective, and the water trickled right off him.

    "Steelix!" shouted Forrest. "Use bind!" The steel serpent swiftly grabbed Squirtle, wrapping all around it.

    Pikachu shuddered and covered his eyes. He remembered being it that same position many years ago. Even after travelling with the kind Onix for years afterwards, he had always been cautious not to engage him in a friendly hug. Onix had evolved since travelling with them, and Pikachu could only imagine the terrifying powers the Pokémon now wielded.

    "Watergun, Squirtle!" squealed Allie, terrified for her beloved Pokémon. Unfortunately, Steelix was squeezing so hard that her Pokémon was completely unable to perform a move.

    "Rapid spin!" Still no response. Steelix began pounding itself and the trapped Squirtle against the hard rock wall of the gym. Across from Allie, Forrest was grinning.

    Tears were beginning in Allie's eyes as she watched her precious Pokémon being beaten. She called out every move Squirtle knew, but he was completely immobilized.

    Finally, after what seemed like hours to Allie, Steelix relaxed its grip. The tiny turtle Pokémon tumbled to the ground, completely unconscious.

    Allie ran forward from her spot at the far end of the gym and hugged Squirtle, crying over him. Ash could see her speaking softly to her Pokémon, apologizing for everything, grief-stricken from the first time she saw her Pokémon faint.

    "The challenger must return her Pokémon and leave the battlefield or risk forfeiting the match."

    The expert trainer in the stands knew she might as well stay with Squirtle; she was out of Pokémon and had to forfeit anyway.

    But he was surprised as Allie looked up, wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and walked back to the edge of the stadium. Squirtle disappeared into a red light as the girl withdrew him from battle.

    Allie reached for her belt, and pulled out another Pokéball.


    Several Hours Earlier…

    Allie was still sobbing in front of the mill when she noticed something with soft fur rubbing against her leg. Looking up through her tear-filled eyes, the new trainer gaped at the Pokémon in front of her.

    Impossible, she thought. Now you've really lost it, Allie. Almost laughing at her mind's attempt to project memories to soothe her nerves, the blonde-haired girl reached down and stroked the hallucination.

    She gasped when her hand touched the warm, soft pelt and felt it to be real. The trainer and the Pokémon stared at each other. Both slowly began to smile. The small red Pokémon jumped into Allie's outstretched arms, a tail reaching up to wipe away her tears.

    It had been years since they had seen each other. And yet, Allie knew it was the same friend whom she had played with in the streambed during her childhood. The same friend who would cuddle in her lap watching the stars at night. The same friend who was with her even as she withdrew from other humans after her father had…

    For nearly an hour, Allie sat in the shadow of the mill, gently stroking Pokémon. Between them came an unspoken understanding, as can only happen between a trainer and a Pokémon, and the small Pokémon eventually nodded to Allie.

    Allie gathered her courage and walked back to the Pokémon Center, carrying her friend in her arms. In the garden in front of the hospital, Squirtle ran up to them.

    "Squirtle, meet Ruby," said Allie, placing the Pokémon on the ground. She observed as the two danced around each other, sniffing and inspecting one another. Finally, a small paw and a blue hand clasped together, sealing the new friendship. "Ruby agreed to travel with us. She wants to help in our gym challenge."

    Squirtle nodded eagerly, puffing out his chest to display his excitement for the coming gym battle.

    Still nervous, Allie patted the two Pokémon on the head. "You two are going to have to be my courage. Let's do this!"

    Holding out Squirtle's Pokéball and a brand new one that Ash had given her days ago, Allie returned Squirtle to his and allowed her oldest friend to go inside the other and officially join her on her journey.

    As she walked into the Pokémon Center, Ash beckoned Allie over to where he stood at the registration desk.

    "We need to get you registered for the Pokémon League. Are you ready?" he asked, looking at the dry tears down her face.

    She nodded determinately.


    Ash stared in amazement at the red fox standing in front of Allie. When had she caught it?

    "Ruby!" Allie shouted to it. "Use firespin!"

    "Hit it with Earthquake!" commanded Forrest. Steelix began slamming the ground creating an earthquake.

    "Jump!" Allie yelled.

    Ruby bounded forward, leaping off one of the chunks of metal which made up Steelix. From its vantage spot in the air, it began to create a flaming vortex around its opponent. Steelix looked up in surprise and pain as his hard metal coating began to sweat.

    "Don't just stand there Steelix! Use Rock Throw!"

    Boulders began falling from the ceiling, but Ash watched as Ruby gracefully dodged each as Allie directed. The teamwork between these two was something he had come to expect only from master trainers. Allie still had much to learn, but she clearly connected to her Pokémon on a deep emotional level; the first step to becoming a truly powerful Pokémon trainer. The master trainer looked on as Steelix began to weaken under the twirling flames.

    "Finish it off with ember!" Allie cried, pointing dramatically at the huge opponent in front of her.

    The fox Pokémon nodded to her, again leaping off Steelix's tail. It breathed a small yet potent flame which hit the steel serpent head on.

    The whole gym shook as Steelix hit the ground. Ash grabbed Pikachu as the electric mouse nearly toppled into the next row of seats. As the dust cleared, Ash could see Ruby standing proudly atop its conquest.

    "Forrest's Steelix is unable to battle!" declared Salvadore. "He is out of Pokémon and the winner of this match is the challenger Allie!"

    The blonde hair shook as she jumped up and down in excitement. She ran over to where Ruby stood triumphantly. As she approached, the fox Pokémon jumped into her arms and they embraced.

    The gym leader reluctantly called his Pokémon back into its Pokéball. He slowly advanced toward Allie, holding in his hand a glimmering octagonal pin.

    "Allie, it is my pleasure to award you the Boulder Badge," he said, presenting it to her.

    Happily, the victor pinned the badge onto her jacket's collar. She felt a hand pat her on the back and turned around in surprise to see Ash.

    "Nice job, Allie," he said, smiling kindly.

    "Definitely," Forrest said. "That's a battle I won't soon forget. The way you and your Pokémon worked together was incredible. I've rarely seen anything like it." Allie thought she saw him glance at Ash as he said that. "That Squirtle was definitely not using any watergun I've ever seen, and your Vulpix seemed to understand you before you even issued a command.

    "Anyway, are you guys interested in coming to my place for a nice dinner? Not as a date, of course,” he said, glancing to Allie. “It's steak night!"

    The two travelling companions nodded, and together with Forrest and Salvadore, they left the gym and headed to Forrest's house to enjoy a home cooked meal.
  16. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 8

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 8: In Pursuit of Power

    Dinner at Forrest's house had been a spectacular affair. The gym leader's many siblings had learned much from their eldest brother about the culinary arts. The steak was marinated and coated with a delicious flavoring rub, and accompanied by mashed potatoes, green beans, and corn on the cob. It was easily the most filling and delicious dinner Allie had eaten since leaving on her journey.

    After supper, Ash politely excused himself. Thanking Forrest's family for their hospitality, he explained that there were several preparations that he needed to perform in order to prepare for the journey through Mt. Moon the following day.

    But Allie stayed for several hours talking and laughing with the large family. Their stories of Pokémon battles in the gym captivated her; the tales they told of their older brother, Brock, and his work as a Pokémon doctor were fascinating.

    Eventually, however, it was around 11:00, and Allie knew that tomorrow would be another long day of travelling. She thanked and waved goodbye to her hosts, and began her walk through the dark streets of Pewter. The sky was cloudless, and the faint new moon allowed the light of the stars to shine through. Pewter City was the town Allie grew up in, and so she knew her way around even in the dark.

    As she walked past the Pokémart, she felt a hand tap her shoulder and turned around. An old man with purple hair and a white beard stood looking at her. He had a creepy smile on his face, and Allie instinctively took a step back.

    "Don't fear girly," the man said, his white beard hardly moving. "I only wondered if you would do me a favor."

    Appalled, Allie took another step back, her eyes wide with fear. The street was empty except for the two of them.

    "No, no, no… That's not what I mean," he sighed. Allie relaxed slightly. "You're a Pokémon trainer, aren't you?" Allie nodded, still unsure of what he wanted. "I was once one too… a long time ago. I wondered... could I see what Pokémon you have?" the man asked her. Explaining, he said, "My days as a trainer are long gone, but I still try to live my dream through the adventures of others.

    "Um… I guess you can," said Allie, reaching to her belt and grabbing Squirtle's Pokéball. He had been healed at Forrest's house, and jumped out of the Pokéball happily. After taking one look at the strange man, he pulled his body into his shell.

    "Golly Gee! Isn't that a rare Pokémon! You must be an incredible trainer to have caught such an adorable Squirtle," the old man said, leaning towards it, eyes gleaming.

    "Actually, he was a gift from-" but she never had a chance to say "Professor Oak" because at that moment, the old man sprung forward with energy she didn't imagine he could have and shoved her to the ground.

    Crying out in agony as her head hit the hard concrete, Allie struggled to stand up, but the man placed his heavy black boot on her chest. He pressed it down hard on her, pinning the girl to the ground. Whimpering from the pain, Allie was forced to watch as the man pulled a bag over the small turtle shell that Squirtle was still hiding in.

    "I've no interest in you, girly, just don't be too loud now as you go or you'll regret it," he smiled evilly at her. Hoisting Squirtle's bag up over his shoulder, he gave her a hard parting kick to the ribs and watched as tears began forming in her teal eyes. Laughing, he ran away.

    Struggling to roll over and get onto her knees, she watched the man flee with her very first Pokémon. She didn't even have the courage or strength left to chase after him. Allie was a failure. Catching Ruby and earning the Boulder Badge didn't change that she had just allowed herself to be manipulated and hurt. The head injury had disorientated her, there was a foul taste of bile in her mouth from when he kicked her in the side, and her chest was incredibly sore. But worst of all was that she had failed her Pokémon.

    The man reappeared in her view every time he passed under a streetlight. Each time, Allie reflected on how useless she had been.

    The crying girl pulled out Ruby's Pokéball. She didn't want the Vulpix to know what had happened. Someone would find the ball lying in the sidewalk, and release or train Ruby like Allie never could have. The girl, meanwhile, would return to her home and be alone again, already beaten by Kanto.

    One of the outdoor rock gardens for which Pewter was known was brightly lit for tourists to see at night. Allie watched in despair as the thief reached it, the last light that would ever allow her to see the man and her Squirtle. But she noticed that the man had stopped running; the sack now seemed to be shaking aggressively. Quickly getting to her feet, Allie watched with amazement as a huge torrent of water burst out of the bag, knocking the thief on his back. Her eyes widened as a shell, propelled by water coming out of one of the holes, came sliding back towards her under the streetlights.

    Close behind it was the purple haired man. His face had an obviously fake beard hanging off of it, and angry expression upon it.

    "Come back here! I'll get you!" he screamed, gaining ground on the spinning turtle.

    Allie quickly stowed Ruby's Pokéball back on her belt. Squirtle's shell reached her feet, and he popped out. He nodded at her, spinning around to face the villain.

    Taking the hint, Allie ordered him to attack. "Use watergun!"

    The tiny turtle's cheeks swelled, then he let out a blast of water the same width as the sidewalk they were standing on. The robber attempted to dodge into the empty street, but he wasn't quick enough and watergun hit him head on and threw him against a building. Congratulating and thanking Squirtle, Allie returned him to the Pokéball, turned from her attacker, and fled.


    Allie ran to the first place she thought of: the old hydroelectric plant where she had found Ruby. Finally confident that she had lost her pursuer, her pace slowed as she walked through the forest grove in front of the decrepit building. Her thoughts hadn't even had time to gather; she didn't know what to think of her close escape or the fear that had consumed her while she was lying on the sidewalk.

    One of the purple sneakers she wore caught on a rock that was hidden by the darkness, and Allie was suddenly hurled towards the ground. The ground around Pewter was usually rather hard because of all the rocks. Strangely, she landed face down on something soft. Exhausted from her ordeal, Allie decided to take several moments to recover.

    "Allie?" a familiar voice asked.

    "Ash? Where are you?" Allie inquired, looking around.

    "Down here."

    Allie glanced down at the soft thing she was laying on, and suddenly realized that she was centimeters away from Ash's face. Her body, meanwhile, was spread out on top of his.

    Blushing profusely, she rolled off of him.

    "Oh my God, Ash! I'm sorry! I tripped, and well, I was tired and didn't know I was on you." Self-conscious about the contact being so intimate, the girl continued to blush and apologize.

    The ever-composed trainer, however, reassured her that he was fine. "Don't worry about it," Ash said, brushing dirt off his jacket while remaining lying down. Allie continued to lie next to him, barely an arm's length apart.

    "So why are you out here falling on innocent stargazers, Miss Dogwood?" the black-haired trainer asked.

    Allie recounted the grim adventure that started after she left Forrest's house. Ash listened carefully, confirming details with her every so often. Each time he spoke, Allie could hear his voice getting graver as he heard about the attack.

    "That shouldn't have been allowed to happen," Ash said firmly, as she completed her story.

    Assuming that Ash meant how the man had manipulated her, Allie closed her eyes in shame.

    "I know. I'm an idiot," she sulked. "I'm just gullible and stupid. And weak," she added as an afterthought.

    He reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "No, I mean I shouldn't have left you. The professor wanted me to be your teacher and to protect you. But I left you alone at night in a dangerous world just to go see the stars." Ash sighed. "I'm sorry," he finished, trying to reassure the girl that it wasn't her fault.

    The two stared up at the twinkling stars for several minutes, while Allie thought about the apology.

    "No Ash," the girl said determinately. "I can't expect you to always come flying to my rescue. I can't be a burden forever. I need to become strong." She put her hand on top of where Ash's was resting on her shoulder. "Please teach me Ash. I want to become a great Pokémon trainer, but I can't unless I can rely on myself."

    Ash smiled at this show of willpower in the face of doubt. Yes, she had what it takes to become a great trainer. She just needed to gain courage and confidence.

    Withdrawing his hand, the expert trainer asked her, "How do you want me to help you?"

    "I want to train with you," she responded, her voice unshaken. "I want to learn everything you know about Pokémon."

    Ash laughed. "Allie, no one knows everything about Pokémon. Even I'm still learning. But you can join me tomorrow morning if you really want to. I promise you: it won't be easy."

    "I know. But I need to do it," Allie said.

    "Very well," Ash agreed. "Be prepared, though."

    The girl's heart rose at hearing she would be allowed to train with such a great trainer. To be fair, she had never actually seen him battle, but he seemed like he was pretty powerful, and even if he wasn't the training would still benefit her.

    The two trainers watched the stars in silence. A shooting star was flying through the constellation of fortitude: Arcanus the dog.


    The older boy made a noise that indicated he was listening.

    "What brought you here tonight?" asked the blonde haired girl.

    "Back when I was just starting my journey, I tried to use the waterwheel to help Pikachu get more powerful so that we’d be able to beat the gym leader. It worked.” Ash turned his head to face her. "I have a question for you, too. Why did you wait till you were sixteen to start your adventure?"

    Allie's face fell. She didn't really want to have to tell the story to Ash, but he had answered her question. Sighing, the girl began her story.

    "I was born in a faraway region. We moved to Pewter City when I was six." The words came slowly. "My mother died two years later. Not long afterward, my father went away on a business trip. He never returned."

    Ash regretted asking such a personal question. "… Allie. I'm sorry. I know how it feels to be without a parent. I never knew my dad. He left my mom before I was born and disappeared."

    "It's hard," murmured Allie. "Kids deserve both parents." She paused. "The organization he was working for sent his paycheck every month, and it kept me alive. Ruby was my only friend back then. But I wanted Daddy to come back before I left on my journey. Eventually, I just kind of gave up."

    "And that's how you ended up in Viridian Forrest, on your way to see Professor Oak while he was in Viridian.”

    Allie nodded. "Ash, I know I'm a liability on your important mission. But thanks for travelling with me. It's nice not to be alone."

    It was surprising to Ash to hear Allie speak somberly. She was usually so optimistic, even after all she had been through.

    "You're not a liability. By the end of this journey, I have a feeling that I'm going to be outright grateful you came along."

    A Pokémon's cry in the dark came drifting through the clearing as they sat again in the quiet of night.

    "Come on, we need to get some rest and treat your injuries. If you want to train with me, you have to get up pretty early," Ash told the girl. She nodded.

    They stood up and walked side by side back to the Pokémon Center under the starlit sky.


    "Come on Allie, get up. It's time to train."

    She was being shaken by Ash in her Pokémon Center bed. Slowly opening her eyes, Allie looked around the dark room. Ash stood at the side of her bed, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, his sweatshirt tied around his waist. Pikachu stood on his shoulder, looking tired but energized. The digital clock next to her read 3:30 AM.

    He's got to be kidding, she thought, rolling back over.

    "I'll be in the lobby. We'll leave in ten minutes. Be ready or you won't get to come," Ash said, already halfway out the door.

    Several minutes later, Allie groggily walked into the lobby of the Pokémon Center. She was wearing a pink sports bra and cycling shorts. Her knee socks were replaced by ankle socks, and she wore pink and black sweatbands on her wrists in place of her usual fingerless gloves. Her blonde hair, as usual, was tied back in a ponytail with a black headband above her forehead. Several strands towards the front of her head were out of the ponytail; these were pulled to the side, hanging in front of her ears or else over the headband.

    Gesturing towards the door, Ash ushered her outside. Allie shivered as the chilly morning air hit her bare midriff, but she knew that the training was going to be intense, and that she needed to be dressed properly for it.

    Standing on the sidewalk outside the Pokémon Center was Pidgeot. Without a word, Ash climbed on its back and held out a hand. Allie took it and Ash pulled her up in front of him. He made sure she was secure, and then patted the giant bird on its side. Instantaneously, Pidgeot began flapping its wings and launched itself into the sky.

    Allie wasn't overly fond of heights, but she held Pidgeot tightly and Ash had his arms wrapped around her waist, so she felt very safe. Pikachu's stubby arms, meanwhile, were wrapped around Ash's neck.

    They were several thousand feet above the city now, and Allie could see the outline of a large mountain range in the distance. The city lights grew further and further as they got closer and closer to Mt. Moon.

    An hour later, Pidgeot entered a downward arc. The expert trainer grabbed Allie with one arm, holding her tight against him, while seizing Pidgeot's neck with the other. Instead of descending to the base of the mountain, however, Ash guided Pidgeot to a spot about halfway up the rock formation. The landing was as smooth as Allie could have hoped for, and when Ash finally helped her down from Pidgeot's back, she smiled.

    Turning around, Allie stroked feathers of the mighty bird. "Thank you, Pidgeot. That was a lot of fun," she said tenderly. The girl turned around, looking out over the vast horizon. Though it was dark, she could still see the Silver Mountains peeking out over the valley. The lights of Pewter City were far away now, but Allie could still see where they had come from.

    "Alright," declared Ash. Allie spun around to see him standing with Pikachu. Pigeot was back in his Pokéball. "Let's begin. First, you need to have your Pokémon out."

    "Okay," said Allie, reaching to her belt. Ruby and Squirtle hopped out of their Pokéballs.

    "Now, one of the most important lessons you'll learn is that you and your Pokémon are a team. They're the ones battling, but they need to trust you. Therefore, it is important that the trainer trains with the Pokémon, not merely ordering the Pokémon around. It's a partnership." Allie nodded in agreement. "You want to become stronger to protect yourself and others. By training and learning with your Pokémon, you can accomplish this. But only through hard work and determination."


    Hard work was right.

    Sweat ran off Allie's face in visible drops. Her sports bra and shorts were soaked with it, and her wet skin shone in the morning sun. Loose pieces of hair stuck to her face. As Allie expected, wearing minimal clothing was beneficial despite being so cold earlier in the morning. Starting with sunrise, it had grown incredibly hot. The skin under her teal eyes had already turned red from the sun's more intense rays at the higher elevation. Sadly, she wasn't high enough for the air to be any cooler.

    At the moment, Allie and her Pokémon were on what she thought to be about their fourth consecutive hour of jogging the rugged mountain pass. Ruby followed her, jumping around from rock to rock, perfectly equipped for training on the mountain. Squirtle, meanwhile, was struggling to run as fast as his short legs would carry him. Every so often, he was able to catch up when Allie stopped and struggled to breathe the thin air.

    Ash was nowhere to be seen. After giving Allie and her Pokémon the task to run along the ridge, he began jogging in the other direction.

    It was no easy feat. There were several heavy rocks blocking the path that Squirtle had to destroy with his watergun. A few times, it seemed as though the path ended, and Ruby had to go through small cracks in the ground to see if it continued. All the while, the sun beat down on them.

    As the three reached an enormous rock protruding from the mountain side, they stopped. There was no way around it. Breathing heavily, Allie allowed the two Pokémon to climb onto her shoulders. She reached up, taking hold of two jagged outcroppings. Slowly, Allie began to pull herself up, stepping onto several projections. There was one point about halfway up when a rock she had put her foot on broke off.

    Allie cried out as she slid down the face of the mountain. Her right arm was dragged down across a particularly rough section. Thankfully, she managed to regain her grasp upon the rock before falling further. Looking down, she felt dizzy and tired.

    Fifteen minutes later, Allie finally reached the top. Her Pokémon jumped off her shoulders as her head peeked above the top of the flat rock. After pulling herself onto the plateau, the tired girl rolled on her back and closed her eyes. Ruby and Squirtle collapsed at her side.

    "How are you doing?" asked Ash's voice.

    Opening one teal eye, Allie looked up at the young man standing over her. He, too, was sweaty from training in the heat.

    "You warned me that it would be difficult," she managed to whisper.

    "Training Pokémon is one of the more challenging parts of being a trainer. To train them must be your cause. You worked together to come this far."

    Allie gradually sat up. Looking around, she saw a bag of apples and muffins sitting a few feet away.

    Ash tossed her one of the apples. "Yeah, training's hard. But it's really rewarding to watch." Picking up one of the pastries, he began eating.

    The girl gratefully bit into her breakfast. "Yeah," she agreed. "It was epic to watch Squirtle blast through those rocks with watergun."

    A thoughtful expression appeared on Ash's face. "Hmm… you know Allie, I wanted to talk to you about that. I don't think that Squirtle is using watergun at all," Ash theorized. She tilted her head curiously. "I think, somehow, he learned hydro pump. Maybe from a parent, or perhaps he just learned it unusually early. But that move is definitely more powerful than any watergun I've ever seen."

    Allie looked at the small turtle, chomping on an apple next to her. He really was powerful, especially considering his small size. She had certainly chosen the right Pokémon that day in the Viridian Gym.

    Suddenly, Ash reached out and grabbed Allie's wrist. Startled, the girl winced in pain as he pulled her arm towards him. But the pain wasn't from him pulling. There was wet blood covering everything from her sports bra, to her naked belly, to the ground around her.

    "When did this happen?" he questioned, grabbing an alcohol wipe from the first aid kit he carried in his bag.

    "It must have been when I slipped on the rocks," she explained. The cool alcohol stung as it cleaned the wound, but Ash was gentle; he turned her arm carefully to get all sides of the abrasion. Allie stared into his brown eyes. They were filled with care. Despite always seeming so preoccupied, the trainer really did care about her. Ash finished cleaning the injury, and wrapped it tenderly with medical bandages.

    The two trainers continued their breakfast in silence. Allie's eyes turned to a dust cloud that was forming along where the road was, several thousand feet below them. The cloud became thicker and darker as she watched on, until she became thoroughly convinced that it couldn't possibly be dust.

    The action below had captured Ash's attention as well. He reached over to where his backpack was sitting and pulled out a pair of tactical binoculars. Holding the high-tech device up to his eyes, he observed up close what was happening down below. Allie watched his eyebrows narrow.

    Ash handed the girl the binoculars, and she too viewed the action. The "dark dust cloud" now appeared to be a cloud of thick black smoke. But it was what was in front of the smoke that made Allie's eyes widen. A man with purple hair was riding on a motorcycle towards the entrance to Mt. Moon. Turning to Ash, she spoke two words: "It's him."

    The older trainer quickly called out Pidgeot again, while Allie put her Pokémon back in their balls. Ash helped her up onto Pidgeot's back once more, holding her tightly. Ash shouted, signaling to Pidgeot to fly fast to the mouth of the cave to cut the thief's escape route off.

    The gigantic bird leaped off the mesa, entering a steep dive pointed right towards the ground. Allie held even tighter around its neck, her blonde hair blowing back into Ash's face. As they were about to hit the ground, Pidgeot abruptly pulled up, now flying parallel to the earth.

    They landed at an old mine shaft at the end of the road. The thief's motorcycle lay abandoned in a bush near the side of the road, but he was nowhere to be seen. The only trace left of him was several footprints leading into the heart of Mt. Moon.

    "Damn it," swore Ash. "We'll catch him. Don't worry." He pulled out two headlights from his backpack, and tossed one to Allie. "Pikachu, stand guard out here. Stop him if he comes back out."

    The electric mouse saluted loyally to its trainer.

    Entering the cave, the two began descending into the dark, damp environment. Allie followed Ash closely, not wanting to lose her mentor in the absolute blackness of the underground. Deeper and deeper they went, passing under hundreds of Zubats, Golbats, and Crobats hanging from the ceiling.

    It was cold so far down. The sweat that still covered Allie was cooling down fast. The dangerous combination of being wet and cold caused Allie to shiver uncontrollably. Her arms were tightly crossed around her midriff, and she kept her legs as close together as possible to keep them less exposed. The sports bra and tight shorts did little to help hold heat in.

    Hearing her teeth chatter, Ash turned around to check on Allie. As she approached, he could see by the light of his headlamp that her skin, very exposed by her lack of modest clothing, was covered with goosebumps. Her lips, meanwhile, were a pale blue. Ash was worried for the girl; hypothermia became a concern under such conditions.

    "Didn't you bring anything warmer?" Ash asked her.

    Shaking her head, Allie replied, "I l-left my b-b-bag up w-where we s-started t-t-training." Her teeth chattered as she shook from the cold.

    Taking off his sweatshirt, Ash handed it to her. Allie gratefully pulled it on over her clothes. The oversized red hoodie reached almost to where her shorts did.

    "Thanks Ash," she said, finally warming up.

    "No problem."

    They continued downwards for a while. The cave was rocky and narrow, making it tricky to navigate. All of a sudden, Allie was paused mid-step by Ash waving his hand at her. He held a finger up to his lips, preventing her from voicing her inquiry of the reason why.

    Faintly, Allie could hear two voices echoing. It sounded as though they were arguing about something. Slowly, the voices became louder as their owners drew closer. Allie could barely make out some of their conversation.

    "I don't need you here to protect me!" complained a feminine voice. "We're in the twenty-first century. I can take care of myself just fine."

    "But milady, I cannot allow such a gorgeous woman to go alone into danger," replied her male companion.

    The girl's voice muttered something that Allie thought sounded like, "creep."

    As the strangers' lights reached the corner, Ash picked up a rock and stood in front of Allie, ready to fight if necessary.
  17. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 9

    The Journey Never Ends​

    Chapter 9: The Battle Below

    Ash's eyes narrowed as the strangers' light turned the corner. For a second, he was blinded by the sudden and intense brightness now filling the dark caverns. But staring at the light, he slowly came to realize that the source was not from a flashlight but from a flickering flame. And this flame was borne not upon a torch, but on the tail of a Pokémon.

    Seeing the faces which it illuminated, Allie grinned while Ash threw away the rock he was holding. Standing in front of them, covered in dust and mold from the cave, stood both Allie's rival and the Pewter Gym Leader. Their faces were now revealed in the light, and their words had stopped echoing in the cavernous corner of the path, no longer disguising their voices.

    "Mina! Forrest?" Allie cried happily. "What are you guys doing here? I thought you were travelling to Vermillion City, Mina."

    The brunette nodded, and opened her mouth to speak. Ash's voice abruptly cut in. "The story can wait till later. We've got something we're dealing with right now, but you can come with us if you want."

    Disappointed, but understanding, Allie yielded, "Alright. We'll catch up as we go."

    But the other girl, irritated at being cut off by Ash, walked up to him and jabbed his chest with her finger, pouting. "How about a polite 'hello' before you interrupt me and recruit us on one of your little missions? I mean, of course we'll come Ashy, but didn't you miss me just a little?" Mina asked, batting her eyelashes at him playfully. Ash rolled his eyes.

    Forrest, meanwhile, had begun beating his head against a rock in protest. Distracted by the handsome twenty-year old, Mina didn't even notice. Allie would have comforted him if she wasn't afraid of becoming the new target of his affections.

    "My apologies," Ash said sarcastically. "Mina, Forrest, it's a pleasure to see you again. I haven't stopped thinking about you since we parted. We're currently in pursuit of an evil man who tried to steal Allie's Pokémon last night. Would you care to join us? And afterwards we can chat over a nice tea party."

    Allie punched him gently in the back. "Come on, be nice."

    Ash rolled his eyes again. "We need to get going," he said as his expression became serious once again. "That man could be getting farther and farther with every second."

    The two newcomers exchanged glances with each other. Slowly, Mina began speaking.

    "This morning, I was attacked on my way from a Pokémart by a guy with purple hair." Ash's face grew darker with every word Mina spoke. "He didn't hurt me, thankfully, but he did try to run off with my Pokémon. Luckily, all he got were some empty Pokéballs that I had just purchased. But I couldn't just take that lying down! I chased after him. He almost got away by stealing some guy's motorcycle and having his Pokémon use smokescreen, but luckily Forrest showed up and we were able to find an Onix tunnel that led straight here," Mina finished.

    "Purple hair…" muttered Allie. “It's the same guy."

    "Let's go," said Ash, beginning to continue down the tunnel, his headlamp back on. "We need to catch him."

    As the others followed behind him, Allie and Mina once again began chatting about what had happened in the day that they were apart.

    "So I finally reached Vermillion City and toasted the gym leader there," she began, speaking quickly and directly. "The 'Lightning American' is a bit full of it. Really cocky guy, but not too strong. Charbron cooked his Magnezones, and his Raichu wasn't too powerful either. Anyway, the route east of Diglett's Cave's southern entrance was closed for safety reasons. There've been a lot of sinkholes in the area."

    Allie listened attentively to her friend's adventures. She was so much stronger than Allie was. But somehow, their battle still ended in a draw. Strength must not be everything.

    "So I began to go north to Cerulean City. But the underground path that goes directly to it is sealed off right now for some security reason in Cerulean. And the weirdest thing of all was when I tried to go through Saffron City and there was a man wearing black clothing who refused to let me enter. He said something about a spaceship blowing up a building."

    Allie laughed uneasily at the strange story Mina just told. What did a spaceship have to do with entry into Saffron City? It seemed curious, but she didn't begrudge Mina for returning to Pewter City to travel through Mt. Moon.

    "Wait, so this guy told you that a starship crashed somewhere in Saffron?" asked Allie raising an eyebrow. "That seems a bit-"

    But Allie was cut off as she walked into Ash, lost her balance, and fell backwards. The older trainer had suddenly stopped without Allie noticing and she had collided with him. Ignoring the girl dusting herself off on the ground in front of him, Ash's eyes narrowed as he stared at Mina.

    "Do you remember if instead of the word 'spaceship,' this man said Rocket?" he asked, each word carefully measured.

    Confused but confident, Mina nodded. "I think that was what he said, come to think of it. Why?"

    Ash ignored her question. "Forrest," he said, looking towards the young man at the back of the group. "I need you to look after the girls. Catch the thief and make sure they reach Cerulean City safely."

    The gym leader tilted his head, puzzled. "Ash, you don't think that-"

    "I don't know yet."

    Looking down, he noticed Allie still sitting at his feet. He extended a hand and helped her up. "Allie, I'm truly and sincerely sorry, but I need to go look into something. I really wish I could keep travelling with you, but for now at least I have other duties. Don't take risks in Cerulean City. Don't leave the Pokémon Center after sunset. I'll be back as soon as I can." Realizing that he hadn't yet released her hand, he quickly did so.

    She nodded, still perplexed.

    "Good luck," he said, looking at the younger trainers, sorrow in his dark brown eyes.

    Allie sadly watched as Ash left the cave through the same way they had entered. Just when he finally seemed to care about her, he ran away on some other mission. She knew it was important and he didn't have a choice, but still… His light slowly grew dimmer until it finally disappeared.

    "Alright," said Forrest. "Let's roll." No longer able to act as merely a chivalrous hero showing off for the girls, his persona now embraced the essence of the strong rock-types he fought with.

    "What a jerk, just leaving like that. I don't know how you were able to travel with Mr. Strong and Silent for so long," muttered Mina to Allie half an hour after Ash left.

    The three companions continued deeper into the mountain. Occasionally, Mina had to order Charbron to break a rock that was blocking the way. Twice, a caved-in section of tunnel required that the group backtrack to a more open section of the cave to allow Steelix to dig a detour.

    The echoing sounds of dripping water and Zubats' cries filled their ears. Finally, the tunnel opened up into a large chamber. The trainers saw a light ahead of them and knew they were almost there.

    "She was right. I am useless," a man grumbled. "I can't even steal a few Pokémon from their idiot trainers."

    Allie scowled at this comment. This was certainly the jerk they were looking for. Mina returned Charbron to his Pokéball to hide his flame from the sight of their target. The three crept through the darkness, being careful not to make any noise to alert him to their presence.

    The man continued to groan about his situation. As Allie was walking, the oversized sweatshirt Allie borrowed from Ash caught on one of the stalagmites. It tripped her, throwing her to the hard rock cavern floor. She was fine, but the noise made the thief turn his head suspiciously.

    "Whoever's out there," he shouted in Allie's direction. "Show yourself."

    Receiving no answer, the man began walking towards where Allie was crouched behind a large boulder. Mina and Forrest, who were farther than Allie into the cavern, were forced to watch from hiding as the man walked right past them to where Allie was. Reaching behind the rock, he grabbed the hood of Ash's sweatshirt and twirled Allie around the rock and back to the hard ground in front of him. The man stepped down hard on her wrist to prevent her from getting up.

    "So," he spat at her. "You thought you would dare to sneak up on me? Do you know who I am?"

    "Yes, I do know," she whispered defiantly. "You attacked me last night and tried to steal Squirtle. Then you tried to steal my friend's Pokémon. You're a scumbag and a thief."

    Allie was determined to show courage even in the face of her current situation, especially after last night. But an old saying goes that "There is a thin line between bravery and stupidity." She learned this lesson the hard way as the man kicked her in the side of the head.

    Moaning in pain, Allie tried to stand up again but failed. She was dizzy, and the world was blurring. But she still heard the man's voice as clear as could be.

    "Stupid girl," he cackled. "I'm no petty thief, and I would recommend against making that mistake again." He drew himself up to his full height, trying to seem more impressive. The effort was in vain, though, as his purple hair was streaked with sweat and dirt, and it was apparent that this man hadn't showered in weeks.

    "I am James, the last member of Team Rocket."

    The words meant little to Allie, who had grown up after the downfall of the organization. But Forrest felt his stomach drop as he realized who the thief was and what evil group he was connected to.

    "I know you too," he smirked as he knelt down beside her. "You're that pretty little girl from last night. Maybe I should have kidnapped you instead of Squirtle," he laughed harshly. "I suppose I should thank you for giving me a second chance to make you my prize." James reached towards Allie's long blonde hair.

    Realizing that he had let this go on too long, Forrest sprung from his spot. Mina stepped out behind him.

    "Don't touch her, James," he shouted. "You're a lot of things, but you aren't evil."

    "The big twerp," the man gaped, staring at Forrest in surprise. Looking closer, he noticed the young age of the brown haired boy. "No, you're not Brock," he laughed nastily. "Trick of the light. You must be one of his silly little brothers. Hey, I have a question. What's wrong with your mom that you all had to be cloned from your father?" James taunted.

    Forrest's hand clenched into a fist as the heartless man laughed at his own joke. "You leave my mother out of this," he muttered. "This is between us." Regaining his composure, Forrest continued. "By the power invested in me by the Indigo Pokémon League of Kanto, I, Forrest of the Pewter City Gym, place you under arrest."

    The last Rocket laughed cruelly at him. "Are you really this stupid? Do you expect me to turn myself in or do you plan on beating me in a battle? I assure you, twerp, neither will happen."

    Reaching into his pockets, James pulled out two Pokéballs. "Surrender now, or prepare to fight!" he shouted, tossing the balls into the air. A Wheezing and Bisharp leaped out of the Pokéballs, charging menacingly towards Forrest and Mina.

    "Crobat, airslash! Geodude, hit them with rock throw!" he shouted to his Pokémon, which had already appeared and began executing his orders. Mina reached to her belt for Charbron, but Forrest held out a hand. "Stay back," he whispered to her. "This could get tricky."

    Forrest tucked his head and charged at James. The two tumbled to the ground while grappling with each other, each trying get on top. Mina screamed as she saw James' fist collide with Forrest's face. Running forward to where Allie was struggling to stay conscious, she bent down over her friend.

    The other battle was taking place high above them. Rocks and sludge flew in the battle between Geodude and Wheezing, while Bisharp leaped from rock to rock slashing at the flying purple bat.

    Mina helped Allie crawl to her feet. The blonde girl was gently holding her injured head and wrist, carefully shielding them from debris from the sky battle. They watched the results of the battle, fear in their eyes. Forrest's Pokémon seemed to have the upper hand in the air, but James was older and stronger than the gym leader, and had beaten Forrest into submission.

    The last Rocket stood up, dusting himself off. "You see, the mistake you made is assuming that I was the same man I was when I followed your brother and Ketchum," James smirked. "I am not.

    "I've wasted so many years of my life trying and failing to steal Pokémon. I've never won. That's why she left. And now, I've changed. I will win, at any cost. Because without her, it hardly matters…"

    Mina, who had been supporting some of Allie's weight, was forced to dive out of the way as a fainted Geodude crashed where they had been standing. She pushed Allie to the side of the cave as the spot they had been standing was reduced to a crater.

    A mad gleam was now in James' eyes. "She's gone now. But I will win. I shall win one final victory for Team Rocket!"

    Forrest struggled to his feet, horrified of what he knew was coming. "Don't!" he shouted with the last of his energy.

    James had lost what little remained of his sanity. Lifting his head to the cavern roof above, James screamed his last, suicidal plan for victory.

    "Wheezing! Self Destruct!"

    There was a bright explosion from above. The methane and other gases that the poison-type had been spewing ignited. Allie could faintly hear Mina and Forrest shouting, James' insane laughter, and the sound of falling rocks.

    The tunnel walls and ceiling were collapsing around them. Cracks were appearing in the floor now. Allie barely had time process what was happening when she felt the cold hard rocks she was laying on fracture apart. So tired from the battle, Allie was unconscious before the floor gave away. But no matter where her mind went, her physical body was still free falling into a dark abyss.

    You could no longer call it a cave. The entire thing collapsed upon itself, burying everyone in it alive.


    Ash was having difficulties of his own, though not to the extent of one who has just had thousands of tons of stones dropped on one's body. Completely unaware of the danger he left his young charge in, the trainer was occupied trying to make it safely to Saffron City.

    He and Pidgeot had seen it as soon as they were high enough in the air. The only way Ash had missed it that morning was because of the darkness. There was a huge cloud of smoke rising from where the city was located.

    That was several hours ago. Now, Ash and Pidgeot were flying for their lives. A huge crowd of people had surrounded the city, and every one of them seemed intent on shooting him out of the sky. Ice beams, fireblasts, hyper beams, and more came blasting towards them. Ash's hat had a bit of ice on it from a close call with a blizzard attack. Pikachu was nearly incinerated by a flamethrower.

    Pidgeot made a steep dive into the city. He landed in an alleyway, to hide them from their attackers. Ash quickly jumped off its back and began sprinting to where the smoke was coming like a beacon. It seemed peculiar that he didn't pass a single person on his way to his destination, but he didn't have time to worry about it.

    Ash was usually a very stoic, composed trainer. But on this occasion, what he saw made his knees tremble. Where the Silph Company building had stood, there was nothing but flames. The ground was completely flat, no building wreckage or anything. It was as if the building was never there, just a patch of ground with a pattern burning in it.

    The trainer couldn't believe his eyes. He had been at Silph just a few weeks ago sampling a security product. Ash traced the pattern in the flames with his finger. He drew in midair a letter that made his very core shudder with fear.

  18. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Author's Note 3

    And with that, we're all caught up to FF.net. So, what do you think so far? Personally, I really enjoyed writing the last two chapters. They're a bit longer than the earlier ones, with a lot more action. And the plot is only beginning to heat up!

    Coming Soon: The secrets of Cerulean City revealed! No person or Pokemon is safe from The Creature of the Cape!

    But that's not until after the Silph/Mt. Moon arc is finished.

    I'm also going to reveal the title of another story arc I'm working on. These chapters are still far in the future, but it's a part of the saga that I'm really excited to write about. If you want more information, you can speculate on it and I'll drop more clues about it.

    The Dante Club Arc will include one of the main characters from the anime who has not yet appeared or been mentioned, Pokemon contests, as well as more revelations about the evil in Kanto.

    Speaking of staying tuned, I've decided that now that the chapters aren't being uploaded every other day, I'll now offer an alert list so you know when there are new chapters.

    Just PM me and let me know you'd like to be notified when I publish a new chapter. I'll then send you a PM to let you know when I update.

    Thanks to Champion Z for his review, and please remember to review this story if you are enjoying it. I'll take criticism too, especially if it helps improve The Journey Never Ends. Speculation and suggestions are also always welcome. I feed on feedback. Thanks for reading and responding.

  19. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 10

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 10: Emissary of Evil

    “Great job Squirtle, thanks for all your help.”

    Ash gazed out across the barren site where, until recently, the Silph building had stood. After waging a war against the inferno, the fires had finally been put out, but the terrible mark was already burned into the ground.


    Standing next to him, directing the teams extinguishing the remaining embers, was a Squirtle wearing pointed sunglasses. The Squirtle Squad, led by one of the first Pokémon Ash had travelled with, had come to Saffron to help fight the fires.

    Ash continued to stand pensively as Squirtle and Pikachu walked down into the field to more closely monitor the squad’s progress.

    The spot of ground was devoid of anything but ashes. There should have been some charred wood or melted steel from the missing sky scraper. But there were neither, and this troubled Ash. Buildings don’t just vanish into flames.

    A police woman with light blue hair approached Ash.

    “We’ve swept the perimeter of the city and we unable to find any trace of the people who were blocking the entrances. They seem to have fled when rescue teams began arriving. We’ve got officers and Growlithes still searching the outskirts of town.”

    “Thank you, Officer Jenny,” said Ash. “Have you discovered what ignited the fire?”

    “No,” she answered. “Nor is there any trace of the building’s remains. We’re currently interviewing the city’s residents to see if they saw anything suspicious.”

    “Alright, let me know if you find something right away.”

    Officer Jenny saluted him. “Yes, sir.”

    Ash sighed as she walked away, staring once again across the burned plot of land. News of this disaster would soon spread around Kanto. With all of the troubles already occurring in the region, this could be enough to start a panic. There was little he could do except finding out what had transpired, and trying to prevent it from happening again.

    As he stared across the barren wasteland, he suddenly got a strange feeling that someone was watching him. Turning around, he glanced at the police line. There were police officers, ambulances, and reporters already on the scene. But one lone figure caught Ash’s eye. Leaning against a streetlight, there was a man dressed in a long black coat. Though a dark hood obscured his eyes, the man was clearly staring at Ash.

    The trainer moved towards the perimeter of the area. He approached the reporters as if he were going to give a press conference so as to not alert the mysterious stranger. Television and radio reporters began shouting questions at him.

    He stopped just short of where they waited at the edge of the police line.

    “I have time for only a single interview tonight.” Silence fell as the reporters waited anxiously for his next words. Ash lifted his hand, pointing randomly into the crowd. “You,” he said, looking into the bright eyes of a young woman. He beckoned her towards him, the other reporters shrinking back, clearly disappointed that they weren’t chosen.

    The woman crossed the police line, and Ash bent down and whispered into her ear. She nodded, pointing to a white news van not far from the mysterious man.

    The two walked towards the van, fighting their way through the multitudes of journalists. The reporter slid the back door open, and they climbed inside. It was much smaller than Ash had imagined. He and the woman sat facing each other, their knees touching in the cramped van.

    “I’m Selena. Thank you for allowing me to ask you some questions, Mr. Ketchum,” the woman said. She seemed to be about the same age as he was, and rather pretty, too. Her black hair was in two long pigtails which reached to her lower back, and she wore a forest green mini-dress over black jeans.

    “Ash,” he said, waving away the formalities. “I’m not here for publicity. There’s a suspicious man outside, and I needed a way to watch him without scaring him away. There’s a good view of him from your window.”

    Selena’s face fell. “Oh. I thought you were actually going to allow me to interview you. I’ve been told you don’t like the media, but when you pointed to me, I thought…”

    “Hold on,” Ash stopped her. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t speak with you. I believe he’s watching us, so he needs to see me talking to you.”

    The young woman nodded. “Alright, what do you want me to do?” she asked.

    “You can tell your viewers that the tragedy which took place tonight at the Silph Company is unprecedented. The building appears to have burned down in a large fire. The criminal behind this has not yet been identified, but every resource is being used to determine what caused the disaster,” he said, vaguely. He watched as Selena scribbled down his words on a notepad. She paused, trying to decide what to say next.

    “Can I ask you something? Off the record, I promise.” The trainer nodded reluctantly. “I’ve only been a reporter for several months. But in that time, so many strange things have been happening. Where have you been?”

    The question startled Ash. It was just like the kind a reporter would ask, but Selena asked it more innocently, as if she actually cared where he had been.

    “I’ve been working to discover what’s been going on,” he answered plainly.

    Selena lowered her notepad. “Ash,” she said, her voice growing somber yet steady. “You were a hero to our generation: a sign that we could reach our dreams no matter how young or unknown we were. And now you’ve just disappeared. To the people you swore to protect, it’s like you abandoned them, abandoned us.”

    This stung Ash. He wasn’t fond of the spotlight, but he was still fulfilling his duties quietly. But he never considered that people didn’t realize this. He slammed his fist against a high tech piece of machinery next to him, making Selena jump.

    “Is that what people really believe?” the trainer shouted. “That I’m doing nothing? That I’m forsaking my duties? If it seems like I’m not doing anything, then it’s only because people like you spread rumors that I’ve disappeared instead of reporting on real news.”

    Ash was standing now, towering over Selena. The young woman was cowering in fear. Shame replaced Ash’s anger, and he slumped back into his seat.

    “I’m sorry. That was unprofessional and uncalled for,” he mumbled, his head in his hands.

    “N-no,” stuttered Selena. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to attack you like that. It’s just that you were a hero to a lot of people, including me, and no one ever hears from you anymore. I know you didn’t abandon us, but a lot of people feel like you did.”

    Ash sighed. He had let his anger against the media go too far and forgotten that there were real people in the world who wanted to know if they were safe. “I’m working hard to protect the citizens of Kanto. Believe me,” he said. The girl nodded.

    “Ash… I want to help you, somehow,” Selena murmured.

    “Tell the people of Kanto what I just told you. Tell them that I promise to do my best to protect them. Don’t twist the news like every other reporter I’ve ever met.” Selena nodded again.

    Ash relaxed in his seat. Perhaps there were still honest people like Selena in the world. “So I was your hero, eh?” he chuckled, winking at her.

    The young journalist blushed. “I watched all of your battles in the Pokémon League. You’re an amazing trainer. Your determination inspired me to become a news reporter to help people see that there were incredible people like you in the world.”

    “I apologize for inspiring such a career,” Ash joked, “but I’m honored to hear that.”

    Suddenly, Ash stood up, startling Selena. “No! He’s gone?” Ash was staring wide-eyed out the window at the streetlight post where, until a minute ago, his mark had been standing. “Impossible, he was just-”

    But Ash’s words were cut abruptly short as the van turned on and began to move. The sudden acceleration caused Ash to lose his balance and fall on top of Selena.

    “Damn it,” Ash shouted. “Sorry Selena.” The poor girl beneath him had had the wind knocked out of her and was unable to reply.

    The back of the van was divided from the front by a solid sheet of steel, so they couldn’t see the driver. The man, whoever he was, must have entered the van while Ash was distracted and hijacked the vehicle. Ash struggled to his feet, trying desperately to unlock the back door, but it was jammed.

    “Is there any way we can send a signal using the television broadcast to let the police know where we are?” the trainer asked, turning to the woman.

    Selena shook her head dubiously. “The engine and the hardware can’t work at the same time. I think we’re stuck in here.”

    Ash had played right into the stranger’s hands. They had been abducted.

    “Stand back Selena,” he grimaced, reaching to his belt for a Pokéball.

    There was a flash of red light, and a small green Pokémon sat in the middle of the van.

    “Bulbasaur, use solarbeam on the door!” Ash instructed it.

    The grass type nodded, concentrating on focusing the energy in the bulb on his back. Seconds later, a huge beam of light tore through the back door. Ash grabbed Selena by the waist, and the two jumped out of the van closely followed by Bulbasaur. They tumbled onto the road, slightly bruised, but otherwise uninjured. Thankfully, there were no cars immediately behind them.

    “Are you alright?” the trainer asked Selena. She nodded, shaken from their fall. The van, however, was still quickly getting farther and farther away. “Razor leaf!” Ash coughed, choking on the dirty air from the van’s exhaust.

    Bulbasaur obeyed, shooting four shuriken-like leaves at the van’s wheels. Each one slashed its target, creating large gashes in the tires. The vehicle swerved out of control, mounting the sidewalk and almost hitting several late-night pedestrians. It finally slowed to a stop, and Ash began walking towards it.

    A man, the same man whom Ash had seen earlier, leaped out of the car. He and Ash stood staring at each other for several minutes.

    “Will you surrender, or do you wish to fight me?” Ash asked, loudly and clearly, stepping forward boldly. Bulbasaur bounded in front of him, ready for the latter.

    The man replied by pulling out a Pokéball. As he threw it, a red light materialized into a large black bird.

    “HonchKROW!” it cried, flapping its wings threateningly, but Ash held his ground.

    “Shadowball,” the stranger snarled.

    A black mass of energy gathered in front of Honchkrow. It flew directly at Ash, who neatly sidestepped it. A huge cloud of darkness spread, obscuring the streetlights and making it almost impossible to see.

    By the time Ash, Selena, and Bulbasaur could see again, Honchkrow and its trainer were barely visible in the dark sky, far above the city.

    Ash turned back to face the reporter. She was trembling. He put a strong hand on her shoulder, and pulled a lock of her long black hair out of a bloody cut on her forehead.

    “I need you to tell the police what happened. I’m going after him. We’ll meet again. Be strong.”

    “Thank you Ash. But I want a proper interview next time since you decided to trash my van,” she said with a smile.

    Ash chuckled. “Alright. You have my word.”

    Bulbasaur returned to his Pokéball, replaced by Pidgeot whom Ash quickly mounted. The trainer shouted a command, and they flew away.

    It was only by Pidgeot’s keen eyesight that they were able to pursuit the shadowy bird and black-clad rider in the dead of night. The chase lasted several hours until Honchkrow finally began to descend. Based on their direction and proximity to water, Ash assumed that they were now in Vermillion City.

    Honchkrow landed at the end of one of the long piers protruding into Vermillion Harbor. Ash and Pidgeot landed several yards away. The wind was strong, and the sea breeze was buffeting them with droplets of water from the rough sea below.

    “Have you given up yet?” Ash called through the howling wind. The man’s back was turned to him.

    The stranger returned Honchkrow to its Pokéball. He turned to face Ash, the hood still obscuring his face.

    “I was sent as an emissary, nothing more. I have a message for you.” said a gruff voice.

    “I’m listening.”

    “My master extends an invitation to you. He would like to offer you a place in command of his new organization. Ash Ketchum, will you stand by his side as a member of Rocket Nation?”

    Ash threw his head back and laughed. “The day I join Team Rocket is the day I turn my back on my morals, my friends, and who I am. Your master should never have sent you.”

    “You are wrong, Ash Ketchum. We are not Giovanni’s horde of fools. We are Rocket Nation, and you will one day fight by our side, regardless of what you say now.”

    “Eternity stands between that day and today,” Ash shouted. “You’re under arrest for kidnapping, affiliation with an illegal organization, and in connection with the disappearance of the Silph Company. Stand down.”

    Sirens could now be heard through the wind. Flashing lights were getting clearer through the fog.

    “Hear my words, Ash Ketchum,” the stranger decreed, walking backwards towards the edge of the dock. “Rocket Nation has risen. And even you will be unable to resist our power.”

    Ash realized a moment too late what the man was doing. The trainer began running towards him.

    “Don’t do it,” Ash warned. It was too late. The messenger stepped backwards off the pier’s edge and fell, vanishing from sight.

    By the time Ash reached the edge, the man was gone. Huge waves far below crashed against the posts, making it impossible to see a body floating below.

    A police car pulled up behind him, lights flashing. Squirtle and Pikachu jumped out, quickly followed by Officer Jenny.

    Ash bent down and spoke to the Pokémon. “Squirtle, thank you so much for your help in Saffron. I need you to do one more thing for me.” The turtle nodded. “Have the Squirtle Squad scan the waters for the body of a man dressed in all black. I need to know if he survived.”

    Squirtle nodded again, hugging Ash’s leg.

    “I know, buddy. I missed you too. We’ll see each other soon.”

    Pikachu jumped on Ash’s shoulders, waving goodbye to his fellow Pokémon.

    “So Selena told you what happened?” Ash asked, standing to speak with the police woman.

    “Yes sir. She said you were flying south, so we came right away.”

    “Thank you,” Ash whispered. “Follow up on the investigations. Let me know if the Squirtle Squad finds anything, or if there’s any evidence to indicate what happened to the Silph building.”

    “And you sir?” Jenny inquired.

    “I have to get back to Cerulean City. I have business there.”

    Ash had begun walking away when Officer Jenny stopped him. “Ash, there was another suspicious occurrence today.” The trainer raised an eyebrow. “A section of Mount Moon has caved in. Rescue teams have been unable to find any survivors thus far.”

    Pidgeot and Ash were airborne before Jenny even completed her final sentence.
  20. Waras

    Waras Writer

    Chapter 11

    The Journey Never Ends

    Chapter 11: Alone in the Underground

    Darkness. Pain. Exhaustion.

    These were the only three things running through Allie’s barely conscious mind. It took several minutes before Allie regained even basic cognitive abilities. Her memory of what had happened was very blurry.

    Slowly opening her eyes, the trainer looked up from where she lay, still not daring to move. There was no light in the cave now, a problem she eliminated by gradually reaching up to her headlamp. The low ceiling appeared to be made of many different boulders piled against each other and held together by friction. If even a single rock had fallen differently, they would all have fallen on top of her.

    Allie’s attention was brought back to the ground by a searing pain in her leg. Gritting her teeth in pain, the girl felt as though a Snorlax was sitting on it. Looking down her body, she saw a massive boulder sitting right on her calf.

    “I’m never going to catch a break,” she grumbled. Mightyena, James, and now even Mt. Moon seemed to have it in for her.

    “Is anyone out there?” she choked into the darkness. No reply. Forrest and Mina must just be somewhere on the other side of the rocks; they simply couldn’t hear her and would come looking for her soon.

    But after several minutes, Allie began to panic. What if they weren’t able to find her? What if they were more injured than she was? The blood from her leg had begun to pool around her, soaking into her shorts and coating her legs.

    There were two things she could do: wait for help or take matters into her own hands. Allie’s fists clenched as she decided that if she was going to start helping herself, now was the time. She pulled out Squirtle’s Pokéball and released him.

    “Squirt!” the tiny turtle exclaimed, immediately seeing the seriousness of Allie’s situation.

    “Don’t worry,” she reassured him, wincing with pain as she tried to sit up. “I’ll be fine. I just need you to break this rock. Can you do that?” she asked, hoping he would be able to without collapsing the cave on them.

    Squirtle tilted his head inquisitively, walking around and studying the spots where the base of the rock was pressed tightly against Allie’s leg. Grinning, he nodded at her.

    “Great…” she managed to whisper. “Just gently use water gun to break away at the bottom of it. No need to use hydro pump this time.”

    He nodded, beginning to blast the rock with a steady stream of water. The water ran down the rock and across Allie’s leg. The cool temperature felt good on the bleeding wound, and before Allie knew it, the pressure was gone from her leg and she was able to crawl out from under the large boulder.

    The leg had been torn open when the rock had landed on it, and the resulting gash was responsible for the blood dripping everywhere. After cleaning it out and wrapping it with her headband to keep it from bleeding, she struggled to her feet. She tried to brush the cave dust and grime off Ash’s sweatshirt, but most of it was caked on. Her legs threatened to give away from the loss of blood, but, determined to find her friends, Allie began walking. Squirtle followed closely, not wanting her to fall or faint.

    They spent what felt like hours navigating the treacherously narrow pathway. It was a relief when the path finally started going back up. As path grew smaller, Allie was forced to crawl and squeeze through tight tunnels. All the while, a faint Pokémon cry resounded through the tunnels.

    The partners eventually came to a split in the tunnel.

    “Hold on,” Allie told Squirtle. “I read a book about caves once. The path that has a draft coming through it should lead us to the surface.”

    Squirtle clapped his hands, relieved to finally have good news. His face, however, quickly became full of despair as Allie went a few feet into each branch of the tunnel, then collapsed hopelessly against a rock.

    “There’s no fresh air in either direction,” she moaned. Her legs were too weak to go any farther, and the air was getting thinner. Squirtle began tugging on her shirt.

    “We’re stuck Squirtle, I’m sorry. There’s nothing else I can do about it.” Despite her resignation, Squirtle continued to poke her until she finally looked up.

    “Squirtle Squirt Squirtle!” he said, pointing to the left path.

    Allie looked at him, confused. “Are you saying we should go that way?” The tiny turtle shook his head and waved his arms frantically.

    Allie stared at him for several minutes, listening as a gradual thumping became louder and louder. The ground began shaking and Allie finally realized what he was trying to say.

    “Come on! Let’s go!” she shouted as she led Squirtle down the right path.

    This tunnel was wide enough to stand in comfortably, much to Allie’s relief. The ground was trembling more and more violently as they continued deeper into Mount Moon. The trainer had no idea what was following them, and she had no desire to find out.

    They walked quickly, going as fast as they could in the dark and treacherous cave.

    The walls were rapidly converging. Allie finally stopped mid-stride, hopes dashed. It was a dead end. There was no way out.

    “I guess we’ll have to go the other way and take our chances,” she told Squirtle, who promptly began shaking his head again. “We obviously can’t go-”

    Her voice was immediately silenced by the largest tremor yet. Allie turned back to see the way they had just come, and felt her stomach drop.

    Coming towards her was a raging Onix. It was beating its head and tail against the stone walls in fury, threatening to create a cave-in. She quickly backed against the wall blocking her escape. She was cornered.

    Squirtle jumped out in front of her, ready to loyally defend his trainer, but Allie was torn. If she battled it, the ensuing chaos would surely cause the tunnel to collapse on all of them. But if she just let it keep coming, who knew what it would do to them. She couldn’t even remember if Onixes ate humans.

    As the beast drew nearer, the blonde haired trainer realized that it wasn’t very large for an Onix. It only seemed to be about fourteen feet, instead of the usual twenty eight. The rocks that made up its body were smaller as well. Despite its relatively small size, the Onix was more furious than any Pokémon she had ever seen.

    I wish Ash were here, Allie thought, shutting her eyes tightly so she didn’t have to see Onix come any closer. He’d know some way of calming a baby Onix.

    Her own words from the previous evening came back to her. “I can’t expect you to always come flying to my rescue. I can’t be a burden forever. I need to become strong.”

    She opened her eyes again, desperate to find something to stop the rock snake. She found what she was looking for sticking out of its tail. There was sharp, arm-length piece of stone jammed into one of the last rocks segments which comprised its body. It must have hit the Pokémon when the cavern collapsed.

    Allie looked down at Squirtle.

    “Alright buddy. I’ve got a plan. Aim hydro pump at his eyes. Don’t hurt him though, or we’re as good as dead.” Squirtle gave her a bewildered look. “Trust me on this.”

    The tiny turtle pulled its head back, and let out a huge jet of water from its mouth. The hydro pump hit Onix squarely in the eyes. Blinded by the sudden rush of water, it was forced to stop in its tracks, only feet away from Allie.

    The trainer took this opportunity to sidle around the body of the great stone serpent and climb up on its tail. Onix, distracted by Squirtle, ignored the pest crawling on its back, although Allie was still almost thrown off or crushed into a wall several times.

    She grabbed onto the rock protruding from the stone tail. Onix shifted his focus to her, furious that she would dare touch his injury. Allie was shaken vigorously and finally thrown off against a wall.

    This is the end, she thought, preparing herself mentally to be flattened by his tail.

    But the final blow never came.

    Allie looked down, and realized what she was holding. The stone splinter was in her arms, and Onix had stopped thrashing around.

    Onix was looking intently at her. As Allie stood up, he wrapped his tail around her. She flinched, but never felt any pain. Onix lifted her up off the ground and brought her close to his face. His touch was surprisingly tender, and held her securely.

    He’s hugging me? Allie wondered. Squirtle was below them dancing happily.

    Allie and Onix stared into each other’s eyes for several minutes, before Allie decided to ask her new friend for help.

    “Onix, we’re trapped in this mountain with no way to get out and too deep for anyone to find. Can you help me?”

    The rock snake nodded confidently, gently placing Allie back on the ground. Allie and Squirtle stood aside as he began digging a hole where the dead end had been. He dug straight down, and finally disappeared from sight in the darkness.

    Allie approached the edge of the hole carefully. The hole seemed bottomless. She didn’t have any Pokémon who could fly her down, so she was going to have to climb. The depth of the hole worried her though, for if she slipped, there was no telling how far she would fall.

    “I don’t know Squirtle, shouldn’t we be heading up if we want to get out of here?” Allie asked cautiously.

    Before Squirtle could respond, the spot where they were standing collapsed into hole, hurling both trainer and Pokémon deep into the pit.

    Allie, exhausted and weak from losing so much blood, lost consciousness before her mind even registered that she was falling.


    The first thing Allie noticed when she woke up was a strange pressure on her chest. Opening her eyes, she saw a small pink Pokémon leaning over her face. When it noticed her blinking, it tumbled backwards and rolled off her stomach.

    Allie sat up and looked around, amazed. She appeared to be on the grassy shore of a beautiful lake. The only light she could see was cast from the full moon high above her. The moon was reflected in the water below, completing a scene of utmost serenity. Confused, the girl began rubbing her eyes to see if they were fooling her.

    Why aren’t I underground? she wondered. The last thing she remembered was preparing to enter Onix’s tunnel, and now she was at a tranquil lake at night. She glanced down at her leg; the skin was still stained with her blood, but the pain was gone and the wound was closed. Am I even alive?

    Squirtle lay collapsed next to her. He was breathing steadily, but had also apparently survived the fall. Allie returned him to his Pokéball, still trying to figure out what happened.

    Surrounding her were hundreds of Clefaries and Cleffas. All of them were staring at her. Looking toward the center of the lake, Allie saw an island of rock rising up from the water. Ten Clefairies danced in a circle around the edges of the island. Their apparent leader stood in the center: a Clefable.

    The leader turned to face Allie, and all the Pokémon on the beach began chanting. “Cleff! Cleffa! Cleffa! Clefairy!” they hummed, swinging their arms back and forth in a pendulum motion.

    The large pink fairy Pokémon continued to stare at the trainer, now beckoning her to him with a stubby finger.

    Without hesitation, Allie began walking into the lake, fully clothed. It seemed to her to be a strange thing to do under the instructions of a Pokémon, yet she did it anyway. The feeling of the warm water touching her body was intoxicating. It flowed through the clothing, penetrating every inch of her skin.

    The water was up to the girl’s chest when Clefable indicated that she should stop walking. The longest strands of her ponytail floated in the water around her. Allie couldn’t remember a time when she had felt so comfortable. She moaned as she stretched her neck backwards, lowering the back of her head into the water.

    The chanting and pendulum motion of the Clefairies had grown faster. Clefable had joined their dance, now skipping around ceremonially on his island. Allie watched the detailed ritual carefully.

    The moon above them was growing larger, until the entire lake reflected its shadow. Then, with deliberate precision, the swinging of the Clefairies stopped, and the leader lowered his hand, gesturing once again at Allie.

    A blinding moon ray descended dramatically from above, surrounding Allie, and lifting her slowly out of the water. Her body floated upwards in midair, watched closely by the fairy Pokémon. As the brightness of the column of light intensified, the trainer swore she could hear a call to her: “Farewell, Allie Dogwood. Beware the one who was not born.” Her last sight before she closed her eyes was Clefable solemnly waving goodbye to her from the island.


    Allie was now standing at the bottom of the rocky base of a mountain. She was a little confused as to what had happened with the Clefairies and slightly disconcerted that the voice which spoke to her seemed to come from Clefable, but otherwise in good spirits. She decided that she wouldn’t tell anyone about Clefable’s warning, that it must have just been a crazy hallucination. The experience at the lake had refreshed her body and mind, and she felt ready and able to continue on, though the trainer was unsure for how long.

    As she looked around at her surroundings, a glint of metal caught her eye. The girl bent down and picked up what appeared to be a black and gold bottle cap. Dismissing it as just a piece of litter, she pocketed it, intending to dispose of it later.

    Just past a line of trees, Allie thought she could hear voices. Hoping they were friendly voices and not more criminals, she set off to go find their owners.

    The sun was almost directly above her head, beating down upon her. It was good to be warm once again, instead of the intense cold which she had dealt with since entering the cave.

    As soon as she made it past the trees, the trainer was immediately greeted by the familiar voice she had been hoping for.

    “Allie! You’re alright!” Ash’s voice said, filled with relief. He ran up to her, overjoyed to see her safe and well. The girl beamed. Finally safe and secure with someone who could protect her, Allie was overcome with exhaustion and her legs gave out.

    Ash delicately caught her in his arms and held her close against his body. It wasn’t exactly a hug, but coming from Ash, it was definitely a sign of affection.

    “Thanks, Ash,” Allie managed to whisper, face buried into his chest. He patted her on the back.

    “Thank goodness you’re alright. I... we’ve been really worried about you.” They stood there for several minutes, each happy to be with the other once again. “Come on,” said Ash. “We’ve got to get back to the others.” He turned around and bent down. “Climb on my back.”

    Allie mounted Ash and held her arms around his neck as he put his hands under her legs and hoisted her up. The older trainer easily carried the girl through a meadow filled with blooming flowers, until at last they came to a site where several large canvas tents were pitched. Several figures in jackets emblazoned with red crosses hurried up to them, but Ash dismissed them.

    “I’ll take care of her. Go help out the remaining search crews. There might have been others in that cave.”

    Ash lowered the girl gently to the ground, now supporting her with an arm around her waist. Allie limped into the spacious tent, where she was welcomed by the grinning faces of Forrest and Mina. They were sitting together on a bench on the far side of the tent. Both looked worse than when Allie had seen them last; Forrest had one arm in a sling and Mina had bandages wrapped around her forehead. Each was visibly exhausted from their ordeal.

    “You had us worried sick,” Mina scolded her as Ash helped her sit down on a cot. “I don’t know what we would have done if you didn’t show up. What happened to you?”

    Ash hushed the brunette. “Let me treat her injuries before you interrogate her. She’s probably even more fatigued than you are.”

    Allie smiled. “Actually, I feel great. I mean, I’m drained, but I’ll still be able tell you guys what happened.”

    And so, Allie recounted the details of her adventure to the other three trainers, all of whom were listening with rapt attention. Ash sat at her feet with a medical kit on his lap as he checked up and down her body for injuries. As she described her experience at the lake, Ash looked up at her.

    “I don’t think you were actually above ground yet,” he explained. “I would assume you found an underground water source, and that the Clefairies were using moonlight to heal you and make the moon seem to appear in the sky. That also explains you don’t have any wounds despite all the blood on your legs. The dance they performed seems to have been metronome, which helped them teleport you up to the surface.”

    “Oh,” Allie nodded. “That makes sense. It was so surreal being down there; the water was so soothing.” She closed her eyes, remembering the amazing feeling of the water on her skin. “But I’m really glad to be back with you guys.”

    “Neat, Allie,” Mina grinned. “It must have been awesome to see all those Clefairies. Instead, I was stuck with this guy,” she said, jabbing Forrest with a finger.

    “Come on,” he whined. “We made a good team. Neither of us would have survived alone.”

    Mina winked at him. “I know. Just playing,” she giggled.

    Ash rolled his eyes. It was good to have everyone together again.

    “So Ash, where were you while all of this was happening?” asked the blonde-haired trainer.

    He grunted, closing the first aid kit and sitting down next to Allie. “After Mina told me that something was going on in Saffron City, I went to go see what was going on. There was a large fire in one of the main buildings. It may have been an act of terrorism, but I can’t say for sure yet.” The others stared at him, knowing that he wasn’t giving the full story. Ash shrugged. “Then I was told that the cave collapsed so I headed back here. That’s all there is to it,” he insisted.

    The girls still looked as they wanted to hear more, but Ash was definitely not in the mood to tell them the specifics. Forrest decided to change the subject. “And that’s when he showed up here and found us underground. I can’t believe you managed to survive that long Allie.”

    The girl tilted her head curiously. “How long?” she asked.

    “You don’t remember? You were in that cave for more than a full day. Ash pulled us out last night, but he stayed out all night searching for you.”

    A day. She didn’t think it was that long, even though she felt like she had been separated from everyone for a month. It must have been because she spent so much time unconscious, or perhaps it was a trick of the Clefairies that made time pass faster. Either way, she was grateful that she was once again among friends and that it hadn’t been a longer ordeal.

    Suddenly remembering why they had been put in such a dangerous situation in the first place, Allie turned back to Ash. “Did you find him?” she inquired.

    The expert trainer shook his head. “No. Not yet. James may have been crushed in the collapse, or he may have escaped. Don’t worry about him,” he reassured Allie. “If he’s alive, they’ll get him.” Ash sighed. “He wasn’t like that a long time ago. I don’t know what changed him.”

    “He kept talking about ‘her,’” Mina pointed out. “Maybe a lost love?”

    Forrest shook his head. “He was alone Ash. No Jessie, no Meowth. I wonder if whatever made them leave also made him a bit less mentally stable.

    “Could be,” Ash contemplated. “So, where are you guys going now?” Ash asked the group. “Allie and I will be travelling to Cerulean City; you guys are welcome to join us if you want,” he said. “Forrest, I know you have to head back to Pewter, but it wouldn’t hurt to get rested up before you leave.”

    Forrest and Mina exchanged playful looks. He grinned. “Sure, I’ll come with you guys for a little while.”

    Mina grabbed his arm. “It’ll be fun for you to get out of that stuffy gym for once. You’ll get a chance to see the world,” she declared. "And even better, you'll get to see me every day!"

    “We should depart soon if we want to get there by tonight,” Ash told them.

    Forrest nodded in agreement. “Don’t want to get there after dark,” he said, a dark expression creeping across his face.

    Ash crossed the tent and threw Allie’s backpack to her. “Are you feeling strong enough to go?” he asked her. “It isn’t that far, and you can use me for support if you need to. You guys probably want showers as soon as possible.”

    She nodded. “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me.”

    “Alright,” he said, grinning. “Then we better get on the road. Pikachu!” he shouted.

    The electric mouse bounded through the tent flap and leaped onto Ash’s shoulder as the others were collecting their gear.

    “You guys ready?” the eldest trainer asked.

    Allie and Forrest nodded, but Mina merely stood with a hand in front of her mouth in surprise.

    “Is everything alright Mina?” Forrest asked her, placing his hand on her shoulder.

    Allie turned to see her friend staring at Ash.

    “A Pikachu? On his shoulder? Could it be?” the brunette mumbled incoherently.

    Ash looked away, knowing what she had finally figured out.

    “Ash… Ash Ketchum,” Mina said, her voice growing more and more excited. “You’re Ash Ketchum, the Pokémon League Champion!”

    An uncomfortable silence fell in the tent as everyone turned to stare at him.
    Last edited: Aug 17, 2011

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