The lipstick she so delicately applied last night was removed with a quick scrub of a baby wipe, performed even as she moved through the barely-touched living room and into the kitchen. She kicked off her worn, once-pink running shoes and tucked them beneath the lime-green couch, replacing them with her pristine white, obnoxiously fluffy white house slippers. She closed the front door behind her soundlessly, her breath caught in her throat as she tiptoed her way back into the house. “How about I tell you about my mom first? She’s amazing. The nurses said that you’ll take time to recover, and I’m not leaving until you’re better, so I’ll tell you stories to keep us both entertained, okay?” “I haven’t actually really told you anything about myself, have I? I guess maybe I should start there. He sniffed and wiped at his eyes with the palms of his hands. I guess it’s mostly my fault, isn’t it? If I hadn’t been so eager to beat Gary, if I hadn’t been so stupid and attacked that spearow, then maybe, maybe this wouldn't have happened.” Instead he made a choking, half sobbing sound. “We’ve not really gotten off to a good start, have we?” He tried to laugh, but it died in his throat. He listened to the way the heart monitors sped up and prayed it was good news. “Hey buddy,” Ash said, wrapping his fingers around his pokémon’s paw. His pikachu, who he had barely even known for a day and yet had already been through so much with, could be gone before their adventure had begun. His starter was dying, kept alive only by the wonders of machines and the pokémon’s own sheer force of will.Īs he stared at his starter pokémon on life support, with needles piercing his tiny arms and the machines beeping as they continued to keep him alive, Ash felt the lump in his throat continue to grow. I'll be using this site to post chapters (full and partial), then using the edits and concrit before posting the polished version over on ff.net. If you see any flaws in tenses, please point them out. Other times, we'll see the fallout of events that begun with Ash, or vice versa.Ĭoncrit welcomed and asked for I've been writing mostly present tense now for a while so this is also being used as an exercise to flex my past tense muscles once again. Oftentimes, events will happen without Ash ever knowing of them. We see the view points of all other main members of the cast. Rather than him being the Chosen One of legend, central to all things Plot as per the anime, I'm taking a different route here. What sets this apart though, is that the focus isn't entirely on Ash. Thus, the situations Ash finds himself in will be different, the fic itself will be more grounded in reality, yet with some of the anime's cheer and fun. Hopefully it rests on a happy medium between the two.
#Smell ya later gramps full
The world is darker, yet not full grimderp. The anime will be used as a base, with other forms of media exerting their influence. This is his journey, warts and all, from nobody in a small town to the one trainer in the world everyone knows. He'll seem unremarkable compared to those who have been around pokémon for years, but the more time he spends with them and the more he learns, the more he'll turn into the hero we're familiar with. The anime used him as a audience surrogate, aimed to be initially unintelligent to introduce people to the world. It will be an AU from there, with an Ash who starts off just as fresh and newbie as in the anime, but grows into the master we all want him to be.
Like many other stories out there, this is a re-telling of Ash's original journey from Kanto onwards. AN: You all can guess the score from here.
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