Pokemon Black and White: Rebirth.
Chapter 0: If we could talk with the Pokemon
The young fourteen-year-old Ash Ketchum was lying in bed in his room, watching TV and petting his Pokemon and best friend, the yellow red-cheeked lightning mouse, Pikachu. This had been his first Pokemon and the one he would always bring on his journeys across the world.
It had been a week since he got back from his last trip. The zig-zag faced boy got off his bed and took off his yellow pajamas, tossing them on the wooden floor. He put on a black t-shirt and some blue jeans and just as he finished putting his socks on, his mother opened the door, waking the electric Pokémon.
"Oh Ash, honey, you're up. Can you come downstairs please? Professor Oak wants to see you" She asked.
Ash smiled as he got up.
"Okay Mom. Come on Pikachu." Ash said. The Pokemon's ears perked up and it jumped off the bed.
The boy and Pokemon headed downstairs. The two went into the living room and met with the old man who'd given Ash his Pikachu and sent the boy on his Pokemon journey, Professor Oak.
"Ah Ash, and Pikachu too, good to see you my boys." The old man said as he scratched Pikachu's ears.
"Morning, Professor. Mom said you wanted something?" Ash asked as he sat down at the table.
"Ah yes, I'm just working on a new experiment, and you two could give me a hand." The old man asked.
"Oh sure, anything Professor, as long as it isn't battling." Ash said.
The man of science gave the boy a worried look.
"Well it's not a battle…why are you opposed to battling? You used to love it." The old man asked.
Ash just looked down, not meeting Oak's eyes.
"Well…I don't know if you saw my last match in the Sinnoh League...but…I got ripped a part by a guy using a Legendary Darkrai….I did come in at the top four. and then….I got put in the hospital.â€The boy muttered trying to fight off the flash back.
"Pika." The Pokemon said sadly.
The professor frowned.
"Well never mind about that. What did you need help with?" Ash asked changing the subject.
"Well, since we’re talking about Sinnoh, your Pokedex did show me that you made contact with Uxie, the lake Pokemon of Knowledge. So I would like to see if that Pokemon left any imprints of itself on you. I'll tell you more at my lab." He explained. Ash’s mother averted her eyes when Oak mentioned the lake Pokemon,
Soon Ash and Pikachu were lying down on a cold metal table in Oak’s lab. The giant ray gun-like device pointed at them made him feel vulnerable.
"Um, Professor is this gonna hurt?" Ash asked freaking out a bit.
"Pika Pikachu?" The tiny Pokemon added in his own language.
"Don’t worry you two, you won't feel a thing." Oak said to the two while he was calibrating his machine.
“Only this time, my boy, you'll remember this experiment with Uxie, and rather than take away knowledge, you'll be gaining some." Oak thought as he pressed a button, and the ray gun fired at the duo.
Both human and Pokemon were shot with a beam of light on their foreheads. Finally, they heard the button being pressed again, causing it to stop.
"Ugh…old man whatever that was don't do it again." Pikachu muttered in English.
Ash heard his friend speak, and was shocked that he understand him.
"Pikachu…..did you just talk?" Ash asked stunned.
Pikachu turned to him.
"Yeah Ash I talk all the time. What, do you think I just speak gibberish when I open my mouth?" He asked.
"Well I know you talk, but I...I can understand you! Holy Miltank, I can understand you! Like fully understand every word that's coming out of your mouth. This is awesome!" Ash yelled.
Pikachu grinned.
"Wow, way to go old man! Wait can you hear me too?" Pikachu asked.
As Oak got down and unhooked the two from the table his smile grew and grew!
"Pikachu is using human speech! It works! it works! I've done it! HAHAHAA! My boy I've done it!! They said I was crazy, but I just proved them wrong!" Oak yelled while hugging both Ash and Pikachu.
"Gah too hard, too hard! Thunderbolt!" Pikachu yelled, shocking both humans.
Both dropped to the floor, shaking with swirls in their eyes. Pikachu rubbed his head.
"Whoops sorry guys, hehe my bad." Pikachu muttered.
The two slowly got up.
"So old man, how'd you do it?" Pikachu asked.
"Ah well, over the years I've made this machine that would amplify brain waves and Pokemon energy. After doing a quite a few years of research on the Sinnoh lake legends, and using the energy Uxie, and the other Lake Pokemon imprinted in your bodies. I was able to have Ash’s mind become a walking translator for Pokemon speak." He explained.
"So…that means…?" The two boys asked.
"It means that Ash, and any human around him with the potential to do so will be able to understand Pokemon as they would other human beings." Oak said.
"Neat! Mind if we see everyone else?" They both said.
Oak nodded his head, allowing the two to meet with their old friends. However the two spotted pictures of Pokemon that they’d never seen before.
“Ah I see you boys spotted some of my files on Snivy, Oshawott, and Tepig.†The Pokemon professor noting their curiosity.
“Where are they from?†Ash asked.
“Well they’re from the Unova region. It’s quite a change of pace from the other four regions…a good peace to get lost, and clear your head.†Oak went on seeing his words having an effect on the young trainer.
“But I’m just rambling, go on you two everyone’s waiting to see you.†He urged as they left for the outdoor part of the lab.
Ash and Pikachu left the professor's sight as they went to talk with everyone of Ash's Pokemon; from the first team from Kanto, to the newbies from Sinnoh. They chatted, played, and had a ton of fun. Around midday, the teen and Pikachu left for home and lunch.
Oak, however, was dancing and laughing.
"Hahahah! They all said I was mad, they said it couldn't be done, but now I have proof! Time to rub it in their faces…†The old professor spoke rubbing his hands together eagerly. However he stopped himself and regained his composure.
“First tea and some poems" He said to himself.
Meanwhile the two boys returned home. The human sat down as Pikachu was munching on some Poke-chow. Delia Ketchum set out a plate of sandwiches and some fruit. Mr. Mime, the humanoid Psychic Pokemon, was cleaning around the house.
"So honey what did Professor Oak need your help with?" She asked.
"Oh, just some beam thing. Also he and a few Pokemon got me thinking about starting another journey." He said.
"Oh, where to?" She asked curiously.
"Some place called Unova, I'll just take Pikachu, and look around." Ash said.
"No gym battles?†She asked, but when she saw the defeated look on his face, she wished she hadn't.
"Hehe, about time he gave up, it took him, what, four times to figure out he’s never gonna win a league championship. I mean he’s brain damaged and that runt Pikachu hasn’t even evolved yet, Mr. Mime said to himself, not realizing Ash and Pikachu could hear him loud and clear.
Hearing the words brain damaged, triggered something inside of Ash’s mind.
“Your loser ass lost me a lot of money brat! So now I’m gonna take it out of your brain damaged hide.†A gruff and cruel voice declared while Ash felt like he couldn’t breathe, and a painful stabbing feeling entered his back.
“Ma’am I worry if your son wakes from this coma, he might have brain damage-Oh my Arceus, he’s awake Nurse, what’s going on with the equipment ?! It’s that aura!?†He remembered hearing the doctors shouted as everyone in the room started to panic.
“R has come too.â€He barely heard a nurse whispered on the phone before passing out again.
" Im not brain damaged!†Ash shouted, slamming his fist onto the table. Catching his mother and the pokemon off-guard.
"Hey I don't need a Thunder Stone, clown shoes!" Pikachu snapped.
"What? No one’s calling you brain damaged Ash." Delia said in alarm, holding to her son’s shaking hand.
“Mr.Mine did just now.†Ash spoke, causing his mother some confusion.â€Professor Oak, zapped me and Pikachu with this ray beam,a nd I can know what pokemon are saying…and…I’ve stayed too long here.†The Kanto trainer grumbled before leaving the dining table.
"Ash, where are you going?" His mother asked.
"To pack!" He yelled. “Oh and Mr.Mine, lets see if you could do any better facing a legendary dark type that came out of nowhere!†Ash added before slamming the door to his room. Pikachu simply gave Mr. Mime the Pokemon middle finger.
Delia watched her son leave the room, and then she gave a harsh glare at her Pokemon, which made him shiver.
"Mr. Mime, How dare you insult Ash and Pikachu? I thought that I taught you better?! To the corner mister!†She scolded the Pokemon like he was a child, causing the Pokemon to whimper as he did as he was told. She would deal wth him later. Delia had bigger fish to fry.
The woman locked her front door and walked to Oak's lab. He was going to get a piece of her mind for messing with her son’s brain. She pounded on his door and when he opened it, he knew he was in for pure hell.
"Samuel Oak, what did you do to my son?!" She exclaimed while yanking his ear.
"Gah! Ah! Ow! Delia!" He yelled as she dragged him into the lab.
"Ash can understand Pokemon! You used that beam again! What if he remembers!?" She cried out.
After rubbing his ear, Oak gave her his most reassuring look.
"Don't worry. I didn't touch his memories. He won’t remember." Oak promised her.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"You have my word." He vowed.
Back at home, unaware of the scolding his mother was dishing out, Ash and Pikachu were playing Banjo Kazooie on their old Nintendo 64. It helped out remove fruition.
Later that night Both Ash and Pikachu were doing some last minute packing. Only to stop and look at the pictures they had of their travels. Three with Misty, Brock, and Tracy for Kanto, Johto, and The Orange Islands. However they looked like they had been crumpled up, ripped up where Misty should have been and taped back together. The pictures with May, Max, Dawn and the Orre Team of Wes and Rui were kept in better condition. Each showed a great time and brought them both great memories.
Delia knocked on the door bringing the two back into he present.
“Sweetie, can I come in?†They heard her voice as she opened the door.
“So your mind’s made up.†Delia mused while looking at the back pack, and shut the door.
“Sorry Mom, but…their’s nothing really here for me…and I want to see this Unova place and all the cool pokemon.†Ash admitted.
“I know I can’t stop you from traveling, but….If I let you go. Promise you won’t let anything like what that thug did to you happen. I need you to promise me you’ll both be safe.†Delia demanded.
The two boys looked at one another. “We promise Mom.†They both swore.
“Good, now finish up and get to bed.†Delia said sweetly while kissing her two boys on the foreheads before leaving them to their work.
The mother prayed to Mew that things would be better for her son.
Little did anyone know, an adventure of a lifetime was in works.
Chapter 0: If we could talk with the Pokemon
The young fourteen-year-old Ash Ketchum was lying in bed in his room, watching TV and petting his Pokemon and best friend, the yellow red-cheeked lightning mouse, Pikachu. This had been his first Pokemon and the one he would always bring on his journeys across the world.
It had been a week since he got back from his last trip. The zig-zag faced boy got off his bed and took off his yellow pajamas, tossing them on the wooden floor. He put on a black t-shirt and some blue jeans and just as he finished putting his socks on, his mother opened the door, waking the electric Pokémon.
"Oh Ash, honey, you're up. Can you come downstairs please? Professor Oak wants to see you" She asked.
Ash smiled as he got up.
"Okay Mom. Come on Pikachu." Ash said. The Pokemon's ears perked up and it jumped off the bed.
The boy and Pokemon headed downstairs. The two went into the living room and met with the old man who'd given Ash his Pikachu and sent the boy on his Pokemon journey, Professor Oak.
"Ah Ash, and Pikachu too, good to see you my boys." The old man said as he scratched Pikachu's ears.
"Morning, Professor. Mom said you wanted something?" Ash asked as he sat down at the table.
"Ah yes, I'm just working on a new experiment, and you two could give me a hand." The old man asked.
"Oh sure, anything Professor, as long as it isn't battling." Ash said.
The man of science gave the boy a worried look.
"Well it's not a battle…why are you opposed to battling? You used to love it." The old man asked.
Ash just looked down, not meeting Oak's eyes.
"Well…I don't know if you saw my last match in the Sinnoh League...but…I got ripped a part by a guy using a Legendary Darkrai….I did come in at the top four. and then….I got put in the hospital.â€The boy muttered trying to fight off the flash back.
"Pika." The Pokemon said sadly.
The professor frowned.
"Well never mind about that. What did you need help with?" Ash asked changing the subject.
"Well, since we’re talking about Sinnoh, your Pokedex did show me that you made contact with Uxie, the lake Pokemon of Knowledge. So I would like to see if that Pokemon left any imprints of itself on you. I'll tell you more at my lab." He explained. Ash’s mother averted her eyes when Oak mentioned the lake Pokemon,
Soon Ash and Pikachu were lying down on a cold metal table in Oak’s lab. The giant ray gun-like device pointed at them made him feel vulnerable.
"Um, Professor is this gonna hurt?" Ash asked freaking out a bit.
"Pika Pikachu?" The tiny Pokemon added in his own language.
"Don’t worry you two, you won't feel a thing." Oak said to the two while he was calibrating his machine.
“Only this time, my boy, you'll remember this experiment with Uxie, and rather than take away knowledge, you'll be gaining some." Oak thought as he pressed a button, and the ray gun fired at the duo.
Both human and Pokemon were shot with a beam of light on their foreheads. Finally, they heard the button being pressed again, causing it to stop.
"Ugh…old man whatever that was don't do it again." Pikachu muttered in English.
Ash heard his friend speak, and was shocked that he understand him.
"Pikachu…..did you just talk?" Ash asked stunned.
Pikachu turned to him.
"Yeah Ash I talk all the time. What, do you think I just speak gibberish when I open my mouth?" He asked.
"Well I know you talk, but I...I can understand you! Holy Miltank, I can understand you! Like fully understand every word that's coming out of your mouth. This is awesome!" Ash yelled.
Pikachu grinned.
"Wow, way to go old man! Wait can you hear me too?" Pikachu asked.
As Oak got down and unhooked the two from the table his smile grew and grew!
"Pikachu is using human speech! It works! it works! I've done it! HAHAHAA! My boy I've done it!! They said I was crazy, but I just proved them wrong!" Oak yelled while hugging both Ash and Pikachu.
"Gah too hard, too hard! Thunderbolt!" Pikachu yelled, shocking both humans.
Both dropped to the floor, shaking with swirls in their eyes. Pikachu rubbed his head.
"Whoops sorry guys, hehe my bad." Pikachu muttered.
The two slowly got up.
"So old man, how'd you do it?" Pikachu asked.
"Ah well, over the years I've made this machine that would amplify brain waves and Pokemon energy. After doing a quite a few years of research on the Sinnoh lake legends, and using the energy Uxie, and the other Lake Pokemon imprinted in your bodies. I was able to have Ash’s mind become a walking translator for Pokemon speak." He explained.
"So…that means…?" The two boys asked.
"It means that Ash, and any human around him with the potential to do so will be able to understand Pokemon as they would other human beings." Oak said.
"Neat! Mind if we see everyone else?" They both said.
Oak nodded his head, allowing the two to meet with their old friends. However the two spotted pictures of Pokemon that they’d never seen before.
“Ah I see you boys spotted some of my files on Snivy, Oshawott, and Tepig.†The Pokemon professor noting their curiosity.
“Where are they from?†Ash asked.
“Well they’re from the Unova region. It’s quite a change of pace from the other four regions…a good peace to get lost, and clear your head.†Oak went on seeing his words having an effect on the young trainer.
“But I’m just rambling, go on you two everyone’s waiting to see you.†He urged as they left for the outdoor part of the lab.
Ash and Pikachu left the professor's sight as they went to talk with everyone of Ash's Pokemon; from the first team from Kanto, to the newbies from Sinnoh. They chatted, played, and had a ton of fun. Around midday, the teen and Pikachu left for home and lunch.
Oak, however, was dancing and laughing.
"Hahahah! They all said I was mad, they said it couldn't be done, but now I have proof! Time to rub it in their faces…†The old professor spoke rubbing his hands together eagerly. However he stopped himself and regained his composure.
“First tea and some poems" He said to himself.
Meanwhile the two boys returned home. The human sat down as Pikachu was munching on some Poke-chow. Delia Ketchum set out a plate of sandwiches and some fruit. Mr. Mime, the humanoid Psychic Pokemon, was cleaning around the house.
"So honey what did Professor Oak need your help with?" She asked.
"Oh, just some beam thing. Also he and a few Pokemon got me thinking about starting another journey." He said.
"Oh, where to?" She asked curiously.
"Some place called Unova, I'll just take Pikachu, and look around." Ash said.
"No gym battles?†She asked, but when she saw the defeated look on his face, she wished she hadn't.
"Hehe, about time he gave up, it took him, what, four times to figure out he’s never gonna win a league championship. I mean he’s brain damaged and that runt Pikachu hasn’t even evolved yet, Mr. Mime said to himself, not realizing Ash and Pikachu could hear him loud and clear.
Hearing the words brain damaged, triggered something inside of Ash’s mind.
“Your loser ass lost me a lot of money brat! So now I’m gonna take it out of your brain damaged hide.†A gruff and cruel voice declared while Ash felt like he couldn’t breathe, and a painful stabbing feeling entered his back.
“Ma’am I worry if your son wakes from this coma, he might have brain damage-Oh my Arceus, he’s awake Nurse, what’s going on with the equipment ?! It’s that aura!?†He remembered hearing the doctors shouted as everyone in the room started to panic.
“R has come too.â€He barely heard a nurse whispered on the phone before passing out again.
" Im not brain damaged!†Ash shouted, slamming his fist onto the table. Catching his mother and the pokemon off-guard.
"Hey I don't need a Thunder Stone, clown shoes!" Pikachu snapped.
"What? No one’s calling you brain damaged Ash." Delia said in alarm, holding to her son’s shaking hand.
“Mr.Mine did just now.†Ash spoke, causing his mother some confusion.â€Professor Oak, zapped me and Pikachu with this ray beam,a nd I can know what pokemon are saying…and…I’ve stayed too long here.†The Kanto trainer grumbled before leaving the dining table.
"Ash, where are you going?" His mother asked.
"To pack!" He yelled. “Oh and Mr.Mine, lets see if you could do any better facing a legendary dark type that came out of nowhere!†Ash added before slamming the door to his room. Pikachu simply gave Mr. Mime the Pokemon middle finger.
Delia watched her son leave the room, and then she gave a harsh glare at her Pokemon, which made him shiver.
"Mr. Mime, How dare you insult Ash and Pikachu? I thought that I taught you better?! To the corner mister!†She scolded the Pokemon like he was a child, causing the Pokemon to whimper as he did as he was told. She would deal wth him later. Delia had bigger fish to fry.
The woman locked her front door and walked to Oak's lab. He was going to get a piece of her mind for messing with her son’s brain. She pounded on his door and when he opened it, he knew he was in for pure hell.
"Samuel Oak, what did you do to my son?!" She exclaimed while yanking his ear.
"Gah! Ah! Ow! Delia!" He yelled as she dragged him into the lab.
"Ash can understand Pokemon! You used that beam again! What if he remembers!?" She cried out.
After rubbing his ear, Oak gave her his most reassuring look.
"Don't worry. I didn't touch his memories. He won’t remember." Oak promised her.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"You have my word." He vowed.
Back at home, unaware of the scolding his mother was dishing out, Ash and Pikachu were playing Banjo Kazooie on their old Nintendo 64. It helped out remove fruition.
Later that night Both Ash and Pikachu were doing some last minute packing. Only to stop and look at the pictures they had of their travels. Three with Misty, Brock, and Tracy for Kanto, Johto, and The Orange Islands. However they looked like they had been crumpled up, ripped up where Misty should have been and taped back together. The pictures with May, Max, Dawn and the Orre Team of Wes and Rui were kept in better condition. Each showed a great time and brought them both great memories.
Delia knocked on the door bringing the two back into he present.
“Sweetie, can I come in?†They heard her voice as she opened the door.
“So your mind’s made up.†Delia mused while looking at the back pack, and shut the door.
“Sorry Mom, but…their’s nothing really here for me…and I want to see this Unova place and all the cool pokemon.†Ash admitted.
“I know I can’t stop you from traveling, but….If I let you go. Promise you won’t let anything like what that thug did to you happen. I need you to promise me you’ll both be safe.†Delia demanded.
The two boys looked at one another. “We promise Mom.†They both swore.
“Good, now finish up and get to bed.†Delia said sweetly while kissing her two boys on the foreheads before leaving them to their work.
The mother prayed to Mew that things would be better for her son.
Little did anyone know, an adventure of a lifetime was in works.
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