Ash returns home from Kalos excited to start his new journey, but what he finds instead causes heartbreak.
This is a continuation/rewrite of the Pokémon series and Accusation.
This is a betrayal story.
I don't own anything but the plot.
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Hi everyone! =D
I am rewriting this story, because it was reaching the climax too quickly. I will however, keep some things the same. Don't worry! =) Thank you for understanding!
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The morning air danced with my hair and stung my cheeks with its chill. I turned my collar to the cold as I made my way back to a small cabin resting, hiding, in the shadows of the peak of Mount Lanakila. I stepped through the doorway to be greeted by a rush of warmth to my cheeks and a coo from a small yellow rodent on the table. Useless... I stiffened and Spark dashed to my side, crawling up my arm and giving my cheek a few comforting licks. I smiled and patted him on the head in thanks.
Are you okay Al? Something in the corner shifted as it brought its eyes to me. Weak...
"I'm fine Storm..." I grinned, "Just old memories..."
Your eyes are telling me otherwise... Storm responded, his voice softening. Are they the memories of the past?
I chuckled. "Yeah..." Spark cooed and nuzzled my cheek. Disgrace...
Memories? A new voice cut in, eyes hopeful and ears pricked in anticipation. I gave a light chuckle at the small Pokémon's behavior. Like a story? Please tell me the story Al! Disappointment...
"Oh Silver... Are you sure?" I asked.
Of course! Silver yipped happily. Why wouldn't I be?Hopeless...
This memory is a bad one, and it hurt Al, in many different forms, very badly. Storm replied.
"He's right about that." I sighed. Depressing...
Telling others makes it better! Silver smiled gleefully.
I chuckled, "Alright, alright." At my words, other figures emerged from the shadows. My friends. My family. I cleared my throat.
Then began...
Three years before...
I smiled as the plane touched down on Kanto ground. Pikachu cried out softly and I scratched behind his ear, provoking more coos of affection. He leapt up onto my shoulder as I marched down the aisle of the plane to the door. I leapt out of the plane, my fist in the air, and let out a cry of happiness. Then I fell down the stairs.
