What is this? An Amourshipping fanfic

Chapter 4

In the pitch-black room, Ash, Serena, Clemont, and Bonnie slowly picked themselves up. The silence was eerie, only broken by the occasional whimper from Team Rocket.

Is everyone okay? Ash whispered, reaching out in the darkness.

I think so, Serena replied, her voice shaky.

Suddenly, a faint glow illuminated the room. It was the mysterious Pokemon, its eyes glowing like two bright stars. It was looking at them, its gaze intense and unreadable.

Without their Pokemon, they felt vulnerable and scared. But they knew they couldnt give up. They had to find a way to get their Pokemon back and escape.

Just as they were about to make a move, they heard a noise. It was a soft, almost inaudible rustling. They turned towards the sound and saw a shadow moving in the corner of the room.

Before they could react, the shadow lunged at them. They barely had time to dodge as a figure dashed past them, heading straight for Team Rocket.

Whos there? Jessie demanded, her voice echoing in the room.

The figure didnt respond. Instead, it reached into the bag of Pokeballs James was holding and grabbed one. With a swift movement, it threw the Pokeball into the air.

Go, Pikachu! the figure shouted.

The room lit up as Pikachu emerged from the Pokeball, electricity crackling around it. The figure was revealed to be none other than Brock, their old friend and companion!

Brock?! Ash and Serena exclaimed in surprise.

Brock gave them a quick nod, his eyes focused on the mysterious Pokemon. Pikachu, use Thunderbolt! he commanded.

Pikachu launched a powerful Thunderbolt at the Pokemon, causing it to stagger back. Taking advantage of the distraction, Brock swiftly moved towards Team Rocket and grabbed the bag of Pokeballs.

Here, catch! Brock tossed the bag to Ash, who caught it with a surprised look on his face.

Just as Ash was about to release their Pokemon, the room started shaking violently. They looked around in confusion, only to see the walls of the room starting to crumble.

We need to get out of here, now! Brock shouted over the noise.

But as they turned to run, a large piece of debris fell from the ceiling, blocking their path. They were trapped, with the mysterious Pokemon on one side and a wall of debris on the other.