I wrote this a year ago, but it's still good, and I revised it a little so it's written better, but I still love the idea, and I hope you do to!

So this is what I think is going to happen 13 years (or something close to that) from the show.

 

 

 

Ash Ketchum sat down at small, but clean desk. It was a normal computer desk, space for the monitor, PC, printer and keyboard. There were a few sections for some CDs and some papers stuffed to the right of the computer. He stretched slightly, making himself comfortable. He would be here a lot, might as well make sure he would be enjoying it without backaches. A sandwich and a drink sat beside him for the long day of typing. He turned on his computer and his fingers started to go.

A lot of people have been asking about how I got here and about the people who helped me get where I am, so I decided to write something about it. So here is just a small - but important - portion of my story….

Once I had finally beaten the Johto league, my friends and I finally made way out to Kanto so I could fulfill my dream of being a pokemon master.

At the time I had two people traveling with me.

One’s name was Brock. He was the big brother I never had. He taught me about girls, mostly about what I shouldn’t do. He was totally girl crazy. Twice he tried to leave us for a girl. Once was for a breeder who owned her own shop named Suzie. They both almost looked right together, I was almost about to invite her to join with us because she wanted to learn more about pokemon. The next time he wanted to leave, he succeeded that time. He fell in love with Prof. Ivy, and stayed with her. He came back after we (Me, Tracey, and Misty) had come back from the Orange Islands. After that, he stayed with me most of the time.

One of my other people friends was Tracey. He wasn’t there a while, but he sure helped us out a lot. After Brock left, he was my older brother, although, occasionally, he really did act kind of gay. Off all the love crazy people, we had to get both of them. Tracey likes to trace pokemon – and girls. He likes Nurse Joys. It sure looks like Brock has some competition! Then he left because he was a huge fan of Prof. Oak’s and he wanted to stay with him, luckily, Brock was back at my house, so he traveled with us. But seriously, I’m glad he came, if he didn’t me and Misty would’ve killed each other.

Speaking of Misty, she was my best human friend. Despite the times we almost killed each other, and acted like we hated each other, at least, I acted, but I never meant any of the things I said. If you’re reading this, I’m sorry Misty. Many people told us, ‘You hurt the one you love’. And it’s been proven right many times. Misty stayed with me the whole time. At first, the only reason she followed me was because of some dumb bike, but later on, (much later) she told me she followed me because she wanted a friend. And you know, I still never paid her back for her bike… Oops! MISTY DON’T READ THIS! Do you know how long it took for her to completely forget about the bike? This won’t help! But, besides that, she helped me in so many ways! I guess the reason I showed off so much was to impress her, and she pushed and shoved me to be a master.

Well, those are the people who have helped me. Well, actually, there are two more people, Jessie and James. Although, people may be thinking I’ve had some brain damage for saying that, but they really have helped us many times, and if they weren’t after my Pikachu, who knows what other rockets would be after me. So, thank-you Jessie, James, and even Meowth.

Of course, my mother, Prof. Oak, and many other people helped me get this far, but the main people were Brock, Tracey, Misty, and even Jessie, James, and Meowth.

I’ve told some pretty funny stories about what happened from when I started to when I won the Johto. So I’m going to tell you about after the Johto. When I began to see there was more to life then just pokemon, I began to realize more about my friends and how they were just as important as pokemon. Who knows, maybe some people will read this and since I can’t say many things out loud, maybe people will see how grateful or hurt I was….

We were walking from the end of Johto to my home in Pallet, and nothing had changed.

"Ash Ketchum, do you even have a clue as to where we are?" 14 year old Misty Waterflower screamed in my face. Even now, I’m as bad as I was when I was 13. I’m ‘directionally challenged’ as I like to put it. Misty liked to put it as –

"You are so dense Ash Ketchum! I can’t believe you don’t even know how to get home!"

Brock stepped in as the many times he or Pikachu has done before.

"Give him a break Misty, you know he’s trying, and besides, this isn’t very knew, and hitting him will only make it worse."

Misty sighed, defeated and threw up her hands. "Whatever. I just want to get into a nice, warm soft bed!" Her eyes started to sparkle. "Maybe if we go somewhere else other than Pallet, we can sleep in one of those fancy hotels! Then we can get nice hot baths and sleep in warm beds!" She sighed happily and pictured herself in one of those hotels.

I stifled a laugh. "Like we could ever afford that."

Misty sighed once again. "I know, a girl can dream, can’t she?"

"No. OW!"

Brock stood over me and shook his head. "Grasshopper have big mouth-"

"But little sense, I know I know!"

"Then show it!"

I think that ‘Grasshopper have big mouth but little sense’ was and still is Brock’s favorite saying for me. You know what the worst part is? It was, and always will be true.

I rubbed my head and sat up. My Pikachu came up to me with a concerned look. "Pikachu Pika-Pi? Pikachu, Pika Pikachu. ((How are you doing Pika-Pi? You know, Brock is right.))"

I groaned. Why is everyone on my case? We’ve been together for three years, and for three years I had to put up with it. Well, actually, I have to put up with it for the rest of my life. I can’t even begin to count how many times my big mouth has gotten me into some serious trouble. (Mostly from misty and Pikachu) But some other times and I don’t even want to mention!

"Hey!" Misty cried. We all looked at her.

"What?" I asked.

"That tree looks familiar!" She pointed to a tree.

She was right; it was the same distinct tree we had been admiring for the past forty times we’d past it. "Uh, maybe it’s not so distinct," I said putting my hands up in front of me. I backed up nervously from the glaring eyes of Misty. One of those, ‘If looks could kill….’….

Misty grumbled something and snatched the map out of my hands. She studied it for a moment then declared. "I’m so sick of getting lost! I’m going to show off my wonderful sense of direction."

"Gee Misty, that’s kind of hard without any sense at all-OWWWW OW OW OW!"

Brock and Pikachu just shook their heads. "Don’t even say it." I growled.

They both smiled and walked on to follow Misty.

I sighed and ran to catch up with them.

A half an hour later, guess where we were?

"Mom, I’m home!" Home. It turned out, all we had to do was walk around a large mountain and there was Pallet, once again showing off my ‘directionally challenged’ problem.

"Oh! You’re home!" We ran to each other with one of those, ‘John! Marsha!’ scene, but of course, same old mom.

"How are you doing Pikachu and Togepi?" She walked right under my open arms right up to Pikachu and Togepi.

"Pikachu! ((Just fine!))"

"Toge! ((Peachy!))"

"Hi Mrs. Ketchum!" Misty greeted mom with a hug.

"Hello dear! How’ve you been? Oh I’ve been wondering…" She leaned over and whispered something in Misty’s ear that made her blush like mad and shake her head violently.

I cocked my head in confusion and was about to ask what she asked Misty, but something stopped me.

"MIME MR. MIME! MIME! ((Oh no, not you again! LET GO!))"

We all turned our heads and saw Mr. Mime and Brock having a tug-o-war with the broom.

"NO! You get to mop all the time while I’m not here so let me have it!"

We all stared at them with a large sweat drop growing on our heads.

Finally mom was the first to brake out of her phase. "Alright you two! Now stop it!" She clapped her hands and put them on her hips.

"Now, I know how to solve this, Brock, how about you go to the store for me while Mr. Mime continues to sweep. How is that?"

Brock and Mr. Mime nodded. Mom walked over to the cubboard and pulled out a large piece of paper filled with items of things to buy. "I’ll expect you back in four hours." She shoved the list into his hands, "Have fun!"

Brock just stared and that large list and walked off in surprise. Misty and I just stood there. "Now see that right there? That was messed up." Misty started. A thought suddenly entered into my mind.

"Hey Brock!" I cried running out the door.

Brock looked up form the long list he was reading. "When you get back form the store, do you want to do my chores?"

Brock laughed. "Not a chance!" I sighed and slumped my shoulders. It was worth a try.

When I got back in, I found Misty and my mom talking about something on the couch in the living room. I was trying to be quiet, but Pikachu and Togepi are more observant than I thought.

"Pika Pika-Pi! ((Hey Pika-Pi!))"

"Toge Togepri Toge Togepriiiii? ((Why were you sneaking around Daddy?))"

I don’t know when Togepi started calling me daddy, but he did…

"Oh Ash! Don’t sneak up like that!" Misty snapped.

Mom was about to comment when –

*Ring ring* Phone call phone call!

"Hello?" Mom picked up the phone.

"Oh! Hold on please!" She motioned for Misty and me to come over and turned on the speaker phone.

"Hi Ash and Misty!"

"Hi Professor Oak!"

"I see you all are doing fine!"

"Yep!"

"Where’s Brock?"

"He went shopping for mom."

"Oh, so he won’t be back for three or four hours."

"Right."

"Ok, well, I’ll be over in a minute, I would like to discuss something with you and Misty, ok Ash."

"OK."

Professor Oak was at our house in five minutes, that's the advantage of being in a small town - everyone's five minutes from everyone.

"Go ahead and make yourself at home Professor!" Mom said motioning to the couches.

Misty, Professor Oak and I sat down in the Living room.

"So when does the pokemon league start?"

"In two weeks."

"Two weeks?! Wow!"

"Yes, and Misty the element competition is two weeks after that. I know you like water so, I thought you would like to participate in that."

"Oh I would! Thank-you!" She nodded her head to emphasize her eagerness, then turned to wink at Ash, "Well Ash, looks like we both will be training."

"Yea. Thanks Professor! We’ll train hard!"

"I’m sure you will! Now I have to go, so you two be good!"

"We will!"

After he left Misty jumped up. "Let’s go to the river Ash! I want to catch some pokemon!"

"Ok."

So we were off.

We went to a lake about five miles from my house. Actually, I never told Misty, but we got lost and I’d never seen this lake before.

So we fished.

And we fished.

And we fished.

And just for a change of pace, we fished some more.

Finally after 3 and a half-hours, Misty's line jerked.

"Ash! I think I caught something!"

"Pull it up!"

Misty pulled it up, a little too easy.

"Magicarp carp! ((Weeeeeee!))"

"Aw!" She picked it up by it's tail to examine it. "It’s just a Magicarp!" She was about to throw it back when I stopped her.

"Wait Misty! Maybe you can evolve it! It looks strong enough to evolve into a Gyarados soon."

"You’re right!" She reached in her pack, searching for an empty poke'ball. "Found it!" She declared. She enlarge it and let it fly. "Poke’ball go!" And with little effort, Misty caught a Magicarp.

As soon as we went back to fishing, Misty caught something else! This time it was a lot harder to pull!

"Ash!" She cried, "Help me!" She dug her heels into the ground to stop from sliding into the water. I quickly grabbed on to Misty’s poll to help her pull.

Suddenly, whatever was on Misty’s poll gave up and it, and us went flying backwards. Along with the pokemon flying over our heads to land behind us.

"OH MY GOSH!"

"Aaaa? ((Hello?))"

"It’s a Dratini!"

"I’m gonna catch it! Go Staru!"

"HYIA! ((Ready!))"

"Staru, tackle!"

"HYIA!"

Dratini was hit pretty good, but wasn’t going down without a fight. Dratini powered up, drawing light into it's mouth and hit Staru with a hyper beam!

"Return Staru! Go Togepi! Charm!"

Togepi waddled up and clung to Dratini.

"Poke’ball go!" Dratini disappeared in the ball. Did she catch it? NO! After three shakes, It popped out again.

"Aw! I was so close! Togepi, Metronome!"

"Toge, Toge…"

It was a Thunder shock! I wish I were that lucky...

Misty used the poke’ball again, and this time she caught it.

"ALRIGHT! I CAUGHT A DRATINI!"

"Alright Misty! Now we can train with each other!"

"Ok!"

And so, we both trained with each other for one week, and in that one week, I was right, Magicarp was about to evolve, unfortunately, we weren’t ready…"

"Wow! Look Ash! Magicarp is evolving!"

"GAAAAA!"

"AGHHHHHHHHH!" I ran. I ran like crazy. It came charging after me for some unknown reason.

"GYARADOS stop! STOP! STOOOOOP!" Gyarados finally stopped.

She walked up to it and went right into its face, pulling slightly on it's nose. "Are you going to listen to me now?"

It hesitated a bit. "ARE YOU?!"

Scared, it nodded its head vigorously.

Me? I was shocked, A Gyarados was listening to Misty that easily? Although, it really shouldn't be that big of a shock, misty can be quite scary!

The next week, Dratini evolved too. It was obviously also ready to evolve. So Misty had four new pokemon, and what did I get? None. But since Misty’s pokemon weren’t as trained, luckily, I won most of the time.

And soon, it was time for the pokemon league, and this time, I as more determined than ever to win!

 
Ash sighed happily and stretched. He looked at his watch it was already 9:00 at night. He quickly shut off his computer and headed of to bed. The next part of his life would be tomorrow. Till then, the computer sat there.

 

So, how’d you like it? I thought it was actually pretty good! (Wow!
I’m saying good things about my stories! Aren’t you proud of me?!)

 *please keep in mind I wrote this a year ago, the chapters get better as it goes* ^_^

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