Time can't heal every pain (Advanceshipping)

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The Chosen One still sat on the ground after he witnessed the weirdest scenario of the world. It seemed that redhead Misty and Gary Oak were a couple, but that couldn't be. Four years ago, both of them hated each other like Sevipers the Zangooses.

"(Chosen One? Yoo-hoo?)"

Mew desperately tried to get any reaction from Ash, but the raven-haired trainer just looked straight into the world. His face showed an expression that Mew didn't know from Ash; therefore, it was really scary for the legendary.

Ash then lowered his head and his gaze darkened. It felt so strange to him, but after his disappearance four years ago, all of his friends and rivals seemed to come along very well.

"Hey Mew ... Am I a bad guy? ..."

"(Why do you ask something like that? You're the Chosen One with a pure heart; therefore you're the kindest person of the world.)"

"It ... it just seemed so weird Mew ... Could it be that my rivalries affected my friends as well? ... My friends didn't like my rivals; because they were my rivals ... I prevented them to find friends in them ..."

The Chosen One blamed himself for creating rivalries between people that would normally be friends without him. It seemed that Misty only disliked Gary, because Ash disliked him. The exact same thing with Paul and Dawn.

"(It's not your fault, Chosen One! It's normal for humans to dislike the enemies of their friends.)"

"They seem to be so happy, Mew. Four years ago, they lost two friends and they behave like the happiest people on this planet ... "

Ash still didn't know that one of those friends was still alive, although it was also so that both of them were alive. However, as long as Ash didn't know about his luck, he would blame himself for everything.

"(Do you need a shoulder to cry on? It would be nice if you finally open up to me, Chosen One.)"

"No ... it's okay, Mew ... at least, I know that it was a good idea to stay all those years away from them ... It's nice that they got over it ..."

Ash recovered from this shock and stood up again, knowing that his friends would come along without him. They didn't need Ash and they didn't need Ash Ketchum. It was okay that Ash 'died' four years ago; therefore, it was time for the Chosen One.

"We need to get to the publication of the qualifying rounds, Mew! I'm excited about my opponent."

"( ... Okay, Chosen One ...)"

The legendary wouldn't argue with the Chosen One, at least until the tournament was over. Both of them left for the publication. After some minutes, they arrived at a large plaza with thousands of trainers. It was quiet impossible to see someone you know.

The technology had developed pretty fast over the last years, therefore it wasn't a wonder that the information were showed via lives screen projection. It was a gigantic vision of the list of the competitors, including the time when they had to compete.

" ... No ... Mew! I need your help!"

"(What do you need, Chosen One!)"

"They'll show my name on that screen and I want that you transform into a Pokémon that could cover my name!"

"(What do I look like? A Drifloon?)"

"That's a good idea, because no one will suspect a harmless Drifloon. Hop hop!"

Ash pushed the small Pidgey into the direction of the screen before it changed into a Driftloon that slowly float into the direction of the screen. It wasn't funny for Mew to be utilized like that, but the Chosen One wanted to be undiscovered.