Chapter 1: He Kinda Cute or Notre Naissance!

Ash, Misty and Brock were happy to be taking a break in Pallet town. Ash was relaxing at his house, Misty spent most of the time fishing for new water pokemon, and Brock was content to hang out at professor Oak’s and watch the pokemon there. They didn’t expect to have any more things to do until they went off again. How wrong were they.

The sun was setting in the west as Ash went on a walk. Pikachu was happily smelling the flowers. Spring was in the air. Suddenly a pokemon stepped onto the path. It was a vulpix.

"Hey, that looks like Brock’s!" Ash cried. The Vulpix heard him and looked over.

"Vulpix!" It cried happily, looking behind it.

"Oh, you’ve found something!" A voice cried.

"Who’s there?" Ash asked. At the sound of his voice, a beautiful girl stepped up behind the vulpix. Her eyes were green, and her hair was an unusual shade of brown. Unusual, that is, because most people had more interesting shades like blue or green. In any case, she had multiple pokeballs strapped to her belt, and she was wearing a pair of stylish knee-length boots.

"Hello, kid." She said speculatively, "What’s your name?"

"Uh, I’m Ash." He said. She looked thoughtful, then smiled.

"Oh, yeah, that Ketchum kid. I heard about you." Ash’s eyes brightened.

"You have! What did you hear?" he asked, excited.

"Oh, not much. Just that there was some kid named Ash with a pikachu who lost in the league games because he didn’t train his charizard well enough." Ash collapsed, groaning. Then he leapt up.

"You think you could do better?" he asked, no longer pleased to make her acquaintance, "What’s your name anyway?"

"Everyone calls me DragonGirl." He scoffed.

"Oh, yeah, why’s that?" She smiled as she pulled out a pokeball. She threw it down with no exclamation, just grinning. It popped open, and out came the largest dragon Ash had never seen. That is, of a type he had never seen. It smiled down at him, spreading its huge bird-wings, until DragonGirl recalled it.

"That’s not even a pokemon!" he shouted, obviously scared, "I could probably beat it."

"Oh really. Let’s see about that." He relented.

"Okay, Okay, I probably couldn’t. Happy now?" She nodded.

"I’m happy, but I just have to get my friends here to see the famous Ash Ketchum!" she made a fakey Gary-girl voice, "Ash, Ash! Heh, heh, heh. Hey, Wolf-chan! Nikki-chan! You’ve gotta meet someone!" Two other girls came up, both as beautiful as the first, but slightly different. One had blond hair and slightly darker skin, the other had black hair and very darker skin.

"Who?" The dark haired one asked.

"Look, the famous Ash Ketchum." They took one look at him and all burst into laughter. Just then Misty strode up.

"Ash, your mom wants to know where you put the- Hey, who are these girls?" Ash blushed.

"I dunno!" The dark haired one looked at Misty and laughed some more.

"Hey who are you?" she asked angrily. They stopped for a moment, gave each other Significant Glances and smiled.

"We’re the sensational sisters!" They said, striking a pose. The background lit up with reds, greens, and yellows. They collapsed into laughter as Misty’s face turned bright red.

"Hey, you can’t make fun of me like that without taking your beating!" Misty cried. They abruptly stopped laughing.

"Do you wanna fight?" The light haired one asked.

"S-so what if I do?" she asked uncertainly. They got into a huddle and the light haired one stepped out.

"Hello, I’m Nikkia, and I will be administering you your whoop hask. Any questions?" Misty silently shook her head no.

"Good, then send out your first pokemon." Misty meekly did as she was told. Soon the battle was underway. Misty sent out her first pokemon, Staryu. And Nikkia smiled.

"So, send out your pokemon." Misty demanded.

"Go, Bubbleon!" She shouted.

"Huh???" Ash murmured. He flipped out his pokedex and pointed the camera towards the match.

"Don’t ask me, Kid." The pokedex said in a monotone.

"Bubbleon, Beataluh!" Ash gave up axeing and just watched the battle. Bubbleon stomped on staryu until it cried like a little girl. Then it stepped up and raised its eyebrow. The people’s eyebrow. Misty shook her head and gave up.

"You guys have great pokemon, we give up." Misty said. All of a sudden, Brock walked up.

"Ash, your mom wants to know where you put that- Hey, who are they?" He walked past Nikkia, who was tending to Bubbleon on to DragonGirl and the dark haired one and said,

"Hello, ladies, what’s your names?" DragonGirl shook her head, exasperated, while the dark haired girl replied,

"I’m SilverWolf. You must be Brock." He nodded, drooling, "And you hit on every girl you see?" she asked. He nodded again, "And they all turn you down?" he didn’t nod, this time, "Well, get ready for another disappointment, you failed mack-pere." She and DragonGirl walked over to Nikkia, and he followed, spying a not-yet-turned-down-by girl.

"How you doin?" he asked provocatively. She looked him up and down and turned to SilverWolf.

"Hey, he kinda cute for an old guy." SilverWolf looked at her like she was insane.

"Stupid, you just called Brock cute, and an old guy!" SilverWolf yelled. She nodded.

"I know."

"What, do you have a death wish?" DragonGirl exclaimed. Brock looked at Nikkia with wide eyes. A feat for him.

"Really, do you think so?" he asked incredulously. His eyes turned into little hearts and he shrieked,

"You’re the girl for me!!!!!" Nikkia looked at him like a cow looks at an oncoming train and ran, dragging SilverWolf and DragonGirl behind her.

"Wait, you’re my one true love!!" he cried. Nikkia, SilverWolf, and DragonGirl ran off into the sunset, pursued by Brock.

"What was I thinking!" Nikkia berated herself.

"Look, next time let’s go to a little bit safer anime, OK?" DragonGirl panted.

"I know just the one." SilverWolf said, smiling knowingly.

TO BE CONTINUED