The Aura is With Us

Chapter 2: A Little Rocket R&R! or it was suppose to be

Goh paced frantically, the day's events going through his mind. First Professor Cerise sent them to Sinnoh to investigate the giant Pokémon sightings. Second, that nice man helped them out at the fishing shop. Third they went fishing and he caught the giant Pokémon which turned out to be a magikarp. Fourth, the resort was attacked by team rocket, and they kidnapped Ash.

The resort was attacked by team rocket, and they kidnapped Ash.

Everything else today made sense, except for this one event. Sure, Team Rocket had been a pain in his neck ever since he met Ash. Yet, it was always the same team, a pink haired woman, a blue bobbed man, and a talking mouth, and they always were after Pikachu. This encounter, though, it was different. These weren't the usual grunts, they were meaner, stronger, smarter, more organized. And that woman, glasses and purple bob cut hair, she had been in charge that much he could recognize, but the young trainer didn't know who she was.

And yet her words still rang clear in his mind, "'That's the boy, get him.'"

The following battle...it didn't last long. All of the Pokémon they used were well trained and strong. In the end, Ash was poisoned, and trapped on the wrong side of a flame thrower. No one could get to him. Goh sighed, and stopped pacing, raising a hand up to run a palm down his face. His pale blue eyes drifted down to the small blue and black Pokémon sitting on the nearby bench.

Riolu sat there, his tail limp on the bench's cushion, and the pair of tomato berry eyes remained stuck on the floor. Goh, didn't understand why, but Riolu and Ash, despite only knowing each other for a little over two weeks were extremely close. Almost as close as the trainer was with his starter Pikachu, and they had been together for years. Goh, wanted to say that the reason Riolu was practically attached to Ash's hip was because the baby Pokémon imprinted on him, but over time it seemed to be something different. Riolu would know what Ash was feeling, and in turn Ash would know what Riolu was feeling. Goh couldn't explain it, no matter how much he wanted to, but he knew Riolu wasn't taking Ash's capture well.

Goh's hand clenched into fists. He had to get Ash, back! But how? Those grunts were the strongest he'd ever seen. And while Goh had some experience with battles, he wasn't really a battling trainer, and certainly didn't have the skill Ash had. Goh, had become a trainer at sixteen, while Ash started at ten. That's six years of experience that Ash over him. Eventually Goh just had to ask himself...

"What would Ash, do?" Goh held a fist to his chin in thought, "He would run in to rescue the Pokémon...without a plan... he would battle grunts...by himself...," Goh sighed, "But he wouldn't give up, so neither will I."

He sat down on the bench opposite of Riolu, "I won't give up. But where do I start? I can't just run-in like Ash could, I need a plan," He groaned, "I don't even know where they took him."

"...olu?" Riolu squeaked.

"We'll get him back," Goh swore, "I just need to figure out how."

"You some got spirit, and I fancy that," Suddenly spoke a somewhat familiar voice, in a strange accent.

Goh turned towards the voice, finding the nice people who help him earlier. A woman with pink hair, and a man with a messy periwinkle bob.

"So, we're just going to help you," the woman said.

"Really?" Goh, said standing up, "how?"

"One, a direct attack simply won't work," the woman said.

"Yeah, I pretty much figured that, I don't have the same experience that Ash does," Goh said.