Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Tapestry ❯ Chapter 2

May this plotbunny live a long and useful life!

Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon, as it belongs to Nintendo, but I do own this fanfic, which I wrote. This is non-profit work and does not infringe on the copyrights of any of the multiple companies that have shares in pokemon.

Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics in case a pokemon talks.

This may be kind of based on the various pokemon games or manga series, but only vaguely.

Lance: Interesting new fic.

Phantomness: I'm going to try and write fluff!
Ash: Good luck. You'll need it.

Phantomness: And I'm going to make this a completely new branch on the fanfic tree timeline so it shouldn't tie in to CCA or Dragon's love.

 

Tomo Star - thank you! By the way, when _are_ you updating your championshipping?

Link Masters - no problema

Jarzard - hai, hai!

Pichu Star - well, thank you. ^-^

Whatever/Celia Wong - Lance is a girl in this one.

Dragi - you send me the same review every time, but thanks…

 

Chapter 2

 

After a breakfast of oatmeal with raisins, milk, and apple slices, Ash and Pichu headed to the Pokemon School in Viridian.

His father, Jacques Ketchum worked as a professor for Viridian Pokemon College, but often helped out at the elementary school.

Sure enough, he found his dad wrapping up a second grade class. It was a lesson on Fire Stones.

“Oh, Ash, you made it to Viridian already? Excellent.” The professor said.

“Yes, dad.”

“That's wonderful. I should drop by and visit your mother, staying there on only the weekends is a bit unfair to her…”

Ash nodded in agreement.

“Plus, she'll be lonely now that you're gone.” The man said, mostly to himself. “Now where did I put your present?”

While the absentminded father searched his desk, and the adjourning classrooms, Ash read the poster on the wall dealing with status changes to do a quick review.

Good, he hadn't forgotten anything.

Pichu looked around the room with interest, but soon returned to his side.

 

“I found it!”

Jacques held up a package. “All right Ash, I'm sure this will be useful on your journey. Remember to call your mom regularly.”

“I know, Dad.”

“And be careful. I heard that there's something happening in Viridian Forest, some tournament of sorts. Try not to get tangled up in it, okay, son?”

Ash nodded obediently, before he left.

Pichu sniffed the package. What's inside?

Ash blinked.

Pichu sighed. * He still can't understand me… * She tugged at the green wrapping paper.

“You want to see it too, girl? Okay. Let's open it together.” They sat down on a convenient bench outside and then both tugged.

The paper fell down, revealing a jumble of items. Two Potions, two antidotes, a poke ball, and a great ball appeared.

“Well, that's smart. We're going to need those potions and antidotes in the Viridian Forest. It's a long trek.” Ash smiled.

Pichu idly battled the buttons on the two balls.

She jumped when something actually popped out of the great ball. Eek!

 

“Dad gave me a pokemon?” Ash gasped. “I know he has about forty, but…why?”

Pichu shrugged.

The released Kabuto peered quizzically at Ash, before deciding the dirt on the ground was more interesting.

I have a new trainer?

Well, it was better than sitting in a box all day. At least he had fresh air and sunlight now. Lovely sunlight!

He ate an ant; decided it tasted good, and ate another.

Pichu blinked. Well, he seems to accept it.

These taste good. Kabuto said.

Pichu blanched. Yuck! I would never eat bugs!

Suit yourself.

 

Ash looked intrigued as the two pokemon carried on a brief conversation. Then, he picked Kabuto up while Pichu jumped on the shoulder, bought a few Paralyze Heal and Awakening at the Poke Mart, and headed into Viridian Forest.

Almost as soon as they entered, they saw what Jacques had been talking about.

Gangs of four trainers surrounded every path that led to Pewter.

“Excuse me.” Ash said politely to one trainer. “But do you mind moving?”

The biker sneered. “Shut up punk. If you want to move forward, than battle me first! Koffing go!”

The bag of toxic gasses popped out.

Ash jumped.

“Heh, scared now, ya little punk? Good! Then run back to Viridian like all the other scaredy-cats.”

“I'm not a scaredy-cat!”

“Yeah right. Koffing, Tackle!”

Koffing charged.

 

Pichu sparked her cheeks angrily. This forest was her home, and now these stupid humans were ruling it!

They were hurting wild pokemon, not normal battles, but now, the Caterpie and Weedle would not be able to go to places with fresh grass.

They would starve! And then the Pidgey would run out of food, and they wouldn't tend the berries and nut trees!

And without those, the pikachu would all die!
She would stop them! How dare they do this!
“PICHU!”

A thunder attack fried the Koffing, and the biker as well. This caught the attention of the other three trainers standing by.

“You beat Spike?” One gasped.

“You're just a little kid!”

“Nah, it must have been a fluke.” Another said. “Well, we'll just have to beat the crap out of you now!”

Ash gulped.

Don't worry; I'll deal with it. Pichu said grimly.

A butterfree and Beedrill appeared, and she shocked both of them.

The last trainer laughed and threw out a Charmeleon. “Game's over, kid. Flamethrower!”

That was when Kabuto used Ancientpower, burying the Charmeleon under rocks.

If Ash died, he'd be put back into the box!
He did not want to be put in the box again.

Charmeleon fainted as well.

The three trainers fled, and that was when Ash noticed a conspicuous flyer. By tournament rules you got the loser's pokemon?

Yikes!

But…

He softened as he noticed the unconscious trainer still had two poke balls on his belt. Might as well check…

They both contained Weedles.

Ash released the bugs back into the wild, and continued walking.

 

End Chapter

Start 5/31/04, completed 6/1/04