Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Mystic Trainers ❯ Seven Years ago... ( Prologue )

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Pokemon: The Mystic Trainers

Disclaimers: Do not, and never will own Pokemon. The characters, and stuff like that. But the story line is my idea.

Prologue

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Running.

Running away from the Academy.

Running to find he's own life.

Running to be a Pokemon Master.

A Little boy with black hair and dark eyes quickly ran away from his 'home'. He wanted to be someone, to be the best. To be a Pokemon Master. But this young orphan couldn't start, without a Pokemon. He was young for his age, but he found it unfair, that his classmates already have Pokemon. He missed out on the day when the students had a field test to capture their Pokemon. He was sick then. And he couldn't make up for that time, until nest year. So he was eager to get one now. He couldn't wait. He just got to have one now. And it was his dream to be a Pokemon Master. He hears something from the bushes. He turned his attention to the sound and spotted some type of Pokemon. He smiled widely and ran up to it.

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~Knock, knock, knock~

"Come in!"

The door opened, and a young woman entered the room. She faced a man, who was sitting on an armchair behind his desk. She had a worried and scared face, "Sir, Ask Ketchem has gone out sir."

The man on the armchair rubbed his temples. "It's been the 8th time this week."

"Sir," she looked at him, "He really want to be with his other friends, so he is out to get his own Pokemon, if it's the last thing he'll do." She reasoned.

The man waved out his hand, "Just go out and get the boy, before he hurts himself again." He said.

"Yes, sir." She walked out the door.

The man swiveled his chair around and looked out the window. Grey clouds moved in, covering the sunny sky. "Ash, Ash, Ash. What am I going to do with you? You are really determined to be a Pokemon master, just like your dad. I hope this time, you won't get injured badly, like last time." He said to himself. "And I hope you two come back before the storm comes in." he watched as the wind started blow through in a harsh action.

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Ash kept on running. He was hurt, had a few scratches and burnt marks. But he kept on running. The big cut on his arm was pouring out red blood. But he kept on running. The little boy looked down at the Pokemon he is trying his best to save. It was cold, hurt and scared. Ash knew how it felt. He looked back, to see the flock for Pokemon birds chasing him. 'Spearow.' He told himself, knowing all the types of Pokemon.

He turned his attention back at the road. He can see his school, his home from a far. The shadows of the clouds took over the land, darkening the area with the incoming storm. He looked down at the Pokemon he just caught, but it was too stubborn to listen to him, to get back in the pokeball. 'Wow I get my very own Pikachu!' he said to himself.

The Spearows started to lunge forward, hitting Ash on the head. He fell down and tripped. It seemed like the bird Pokemon were laughing. The Pikachu rolled away from Ash's grasp. He looked at his hurt friend. Suddenly it started raining. The icy drops fell on the two. Pikachu looked at ash, struggling to protect him. He felt bad for not listing to his new trainer. A little electricity sparked from the mouse's red cheeks.

A young little girl strolled through the raining forest. She didn't care if it made her wet, nor did she care that she will get sick. She had an empty expression on her face. She held a pokeball in her hands. She suddenly jerked her head in a direction. She could hear something from afar. She ran to where the sound could be from. 'Spearows. Angered. Boy. Scared.' She tried to make out what she is hearing. Then she past the bushes, to see a boy, holding a Pikachu, tries to protect it from the Searows. The little red-head looked around, 'there's a big flock of them.' She told herself. 'I have to save him.' She held tight the pokeball, and threw it next to the boy.

Ash saw the Pokeball next to him, and out came a Psyduck. "A Psyduck?" questioned Ask. Psyduck looked at him, and slightly tilted his head <Psy? >

Ash turned his head to see a girl, but he couldn't see her features because the raindrops blurred his eyes. <Pika? > Pikachu questioned weakly.

The Spearows saw the Psyduck and turned their attention on attacking it. The girl saw her Pokemon getting 'a little' hurt. "Psyduck, dodge their attacks, and use Hydro Pump!" the girl commanded.

The duck tilted its head. It saw the birds heading its way and jumped back, dodging all of their attacks. When the Spearows backed up a little, Psyduck threw back his head and let out a powerful blow of water at the birds from its mouth. The birds flew up high, flying away. The water type Pokemon was too strong for them. The red head girl called back her Pokemon. "Psyduck return!" She retrieves her Pokemon, and walked back into the forest.

Ask couldn't believe how strong that girl way. Then he felt something inside. He was really excited to become as strong as she was. Pikachu looked up at his new owner. It could see the determination in his eyes. He licked Ash, and Ash looked down at him. <Pika! Pika! > It said to him.

Ash got glazy eyed, "You really want to work hard with me, to become a great Pokemon trainer?" he asked with his childish tone.

<Pika! > It nodded.

Ask hugged him tightly, and Pikachu shocked him. <Pikachu… >

"No, it's ok." He puffed out some smoke.

At a far distance, he could see someone running towards him. "Ash! Ash!"

Ash turned his head to see a lady, "Miss Joy!" The child ran to her. Joy hugged him, "Ash don't ever go out by your self again. You got me worried." She told him. The child looked up at her, "Don't worry. I have my own Pokemon now!" he said happily.

Joy looked at his innocent attitude and smiled. "That's great! Now let's get back to the Academy." She held Ash's hand and they ran back.

To Be Continued….

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