Austin, a die-hard Pokémon fan, is disenchanted with the series' direction post-Sinnoh. After a typical late-night binge-watch, he drifts off to sleep, only to wake up in an unimaginable reality: he is Ash Ketchum, and today is the morning his legen...
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Pushing the cart through the PokéMart, Austin felt a weight settle over him, each item he placed inside a reminder of the dangers waiting outside these safe, commercial walls. His fingers lingered over the rock-climbing gear; the texture of the rope was gritty, real. Every carabiner clinked like a warning bell. As he tucked the harness and helmet into the cart, he couldn't help but feel like he was preparing for a battle he barely understood, let alone felt prepared to confront.
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Pikachu and Vee watched him.
They didn't understand the complexities of human conflicts or the depths of human cruelty, but they sensed the shift in his mood. He tried to mask his anxiety with a smile, but it was hard. The air in the PokéMart felt thicker, charged with his racing thoughts about Team Rocket's unknown capabilities.
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The memory of Sird's attack haunted him; it replayed in his mind like a bad movie, each detail sharpened by fear. The brutality of it was jarring, reshaping his understanding of the risks involved in this journey.
He wondered if he was being paranoid, if his fears were overblown. Am I the only one who sees the danger? he thought, his hand automatically reaching down to Vee, who pressed against his leg reassuringly.
