Ash's Bayleef Destiny Arc (Chapter One)

Ash's Bayleef Destiny Arc Chapter 1 - A Leafy Disaster

On a cool, spring morning at Professor Oak's Laboratory, several of Ash's Pokemon had gathered in a clearing, surrounded by trees to discuss the arrival of some visitors, who would be arriving in a few hours.

"Good morning, everyone." said Ash's Bulbasaur to the group, "I have called you all here this morning because we are expecting the arrival of Drew's Pokemon at our fields today." "Drew?" asked Hawlucha, "Who's Drew?" Corphish turned next to him, and asked Swellow, "Wasn't he that rival of May's with the green hair?" "Yes. The one obsessed with the roses and had that Roselia, who I hear evolved into a Roserade." Swellow answered, "Why?" Corphish shrugged a little, "I barely remember him is all. And obsessed with roses, eh... That's a new one." 'Drew is a coordinator like Ash's companions, May and Dawn, and is from the Hoenn Region." Bulbasaur stated, "He is one of May's biggest rivals. However, the two of them are good friends at the same time. His main Pokémon is a Roserade, but he has others, mostly, of course, from Hoenn." Bayleef smiled and asked, "Isn't a Roserade a grass type?" Bulbasaur nodded and replied, "He's a grass and poison type like me." He then proceeded to circle around the ground, declaring, "As with all visitors, I want every one of us to treat them with the utmost respect, even if these guys are rivals of a companion of our master and regardless of whatever species the other Pokémon might be. They are our guests and deserve to be treated as such. Do I make myself clear?" All the others replied loudly in unison, "Loud and clear!" Bayleef was lying on the ground, next to a sitting Buizel. "How exciting is this, Buizel?!" She said, "I get to meet a new fellow grass type, and some other contest Pokémon!" Buizel smiled and replied, "I'm excited, too, Bayleef. Having been in a contest myself, it's always nice to meet fellow new competitors once in a while. After all, I learned my Ice Aqua Jet combination from competing in a contest, and, who knows... Perhaps, these guys on Drew's Squad can teach some me new tricks." Bayleef giggled, "Oh, maybe like a Petal Dance Aqua Jet?" Buizel chuckled, "Ha-ha. Very funny. Well, I better get ready for them. I'll see you around, Bayleef." He got up and took off towards the lake in the middle of the fields. "You do that, Buizel..." Bayleef said while yawning, "I'm just going to bask a little longer before they arrive."

A few hours later, three shadows appeared on top of the hill, which overlooked the rest of the fields. "Wow! Look at the all the other Pokémon down there, guys!" One of the figures exclaimed, "May wasn't joking when she told our master that there'd be dozens roaming around these fields." "What did you expect, Flygon?" Another replied, "After all, May's been here before. You think she'd lie to master about all this?!" A third figure, with white fur and dark blue-grey claws, approached the scene. "Do I have to hear you two babble on all day like this?!" He snarled, "If so, I'd rather just go back inside my Pokéball, if you don't mind!". "Tardy to the party, are we again, Absol?" The second figure, which turns out to be Roserade, replied, "Can't you be a little more upbeat, just for today? You know we have that convention in Veilstone coming up in a few days." "You don't need to remind me about that, Roserade." Absol snickered, "And me... Upbeat? That's the last thing you'll ever see me be." "Oh yeah?!" The first figure, who was Flygon, chuckled, "Our master once proclaimed he would never have a good, close friend in his life. And just look at him now... He has May! Never say never..." Absol just shook his head, "You can say that all you want, but, for me... I'm just going to be the same-old, same-old. If you two and Butterfree want to make fast friends out there, then be my guest." "Don't mind if I do!" Butterfree exclaimed, as he flew past the trio and greeted some fellow bug and flying types below in the forest. "Oh, come on, Absol. We'll be with you the whole time." Roserade stated, "I'm sure you'll find somebody out there to hang out with. I just know it." Flygon nodded, "If our master could make a good friend, so can you." Absol rolled his eyes, and slowly began to walk down the hill, "Whatever. It's both of guys' own funerals."

As the trio made their way to the bottom of the hill, Bulbasaur and Rowlet were there to greet them. Bulbasaur smiled warmly, "Greetings, you three and welcome to our fields." Roserade smiled back, "Ah... You must be Ash's Bulbasaur. It's a pleasure to meet you. And who is this little guy?" Rowlet bowed a little, "I am Ash's Rowlet. I hail from the Alolan Region." Flygon pet Rowlet on the head gently, "Alola, you say? My master has heard of that place and wanted to go there for a while. You're quite the cute little guy. The name's Flygon, a dragon type from Hoenn." Absol just stared at both grass types, "And I'm Absol... A Dark type..." Roserade looked at Bulbasaur, "Please excuse our friend here. He's not the...Most socially-active type." Bulbasaur nodded, "No need to apologize. I understand completely. Trust me. I've met my fair share of other Pokémon that have been just like that over time." Rowlet nodded, "Even I've met a few like that, too, and became friends with them eventually. Anyways... Feel free to explore the rest of the fields here. I'm sure you'll run into many other of my master's Pokémon along the way." Roserade nodded, "I have no doubt we will. It wouldn't surprise me if I ran into a few old friends from Hoenn." "Enjoy your time here." Bulbasaur stated, "Just don't try to start any problems... Because I'll be the first to know about it." All three of them nodded, as Flygon replied, "No need to worry, Bulbasaur. We will do everything in our problem not to cause a stir here." With one last nod, Bulbasaur and Rowlet walked and flew away and disappeared.