Giovanni stood there motionless. Unable to move from the shock he encountered. He stared at the unconscious Persian that lay before him. 'How could this tiny rat beat my best Pokemon? . . . ' He thought. He remembered battling Ash's brother's Charizard. He remembered how. . .boring it was. Without The Charizard's owner, it was only a bit stronger then, an average Charizard. But this Pikachu. It was no ordinary Pikachu. It's power outmatched a Raichu's!

Pikachu was tired, and breathing heavily. It was barley holding it's self up in it's battling position. It death stared at the shocked man towering it watching if he would make any sudden moves. It's vision was beginning to blur. Giovanni seemed to split in three before Pikachu fell over from exhaustion. It forced it's eyes to stay open, but it's eye lids grew heavier in protest. As it's world grew darker, and darker it stared at Giovanni until complete darkness surrounded it.

...

Pikachu mentally woke up to the sound of soft sobs not to far away from it. It felt like it just had blacked out, but at the same time it felt like it was asleep longer then that. The sobs continued. They sound almost like a little kid's.

Pikachu forced it's eyes open, and found it's self in a forest, but it wasn't the same forest as before. There was no sky. It was pitch black, but somehow there was light. It's ears twitched, as he heard whatever was crying sniffle. Pikachu forced it's self up. It felt like he needed to help the crying child. It sat up, only stopping moment to check if there was anything around. It used it's powerful ears to check if there were any enemies. However, all it could hear was the soft sobs coming from the child behind it. It stood up before turning to face the child.

The child seemed to have crazy black hair, and he seemed to be only around six years of age. He was sitting down facing away from Pikachu, and keeping his arms up to his eyes to wipe away the tears. He wore a sleeve less shirt that was orange on top, and yellow on bottom, jean boy shorts, and he had bare feet.

To Pikachu, this boy looked familiar. It didn't know why, but he felt it has seen the boy before. It walked toward the boy with caution. Unfortunately Pikachu was unaware of the twig in front of it, and accidently stepped on it making a loud snap. The boy perked up, and turned towards Pikachu. Tears still streamed down his face, but Pikachu could see the boy's amber eyes that seemed terrified. Then Pikachu noticed strange birth marks under each eye. That's when it knew. This terrified little boy. . .was Ash.

"I heard something over here!" Yelled a different voice that was near by. Ash quickly scrambled to his feet, still crying. He sprinted off into the forest, and Pikachu fallowed close behind.

There was sound of extra footsteps, but they didn't seem to be fallowing. Ash's footsteps could barely be heard. It's like he's done this many times before.

Soon there was another clearing, and footsteps could not be heard. Ash slowed down, and sat back down on the ground fallowed by the sound of soft sobs. Pikachu walked in front of Ash to get his attention. When he didn't look at Pikachu, it said, "Pika-"

Ash covered the Pokémon's mouth. "Shh." He said in a slow voice that could barley be heard, even by Pikachu. "They'll. . .find. . .us." Pikachu tilted it's head in confusion. Tears still streamed down Ash's face. Pikachu noticed that his face was full of dirt, and grime. Though there was clear streak where the tears streamed down.

Ash took his hand off the Pokémon's mouth, and was quiet for a moment listening for those people again. However nothing could be heard. Pikachu tugged on Ash's shirt that was also covered in dirt. Ash looked at the Pokemon in curiosity, but it was soon over run by fear, and the tears began to roll off his chin.

"He's. . .beginning to. . .remember. . .me. . .again. . . ." Ash said in the slow, and soft voice. Everything about Ash was quiet. It was like he was hiding from something that could find him if he was too loud.

Pikachu tilted it's head to the other side still confused about what or who Ash was talking about.

"He . . .moved o-on. . .without. . .me. . . ." There was a slight pause, as Ash took in a breath through his tears. "But. . .he's. . .beginning to. . .remember. . . . He'll. . . help. . .me. . .again." A grin grew on his terrified, and saddened face, but this grin seemed to be from happiness. "Maybe. . .he'll. . .help me. . .leave. . . ." Pikachu was beginning to believe that Ash was spouting nonsense. Something about Ash seemed unnatural. His quite run, and the way he talked. It wasn't like Ash at all. It was the exact opposite.

"He. . .left. . .me. . .alone. . . .All. . . alone. . .alone. . .alone. . . .All. . . .a-. . .alone. . . ." Pikachu felt creeped out by this boy. It wasn't Ash. No way. Pikachu took a couple steps back that alerted the boy. He perked up, and his smile disappeared. Pikachu moved further back. This was not Ash, and Pikachu knew this.

"You're. . .going. . .to. . .leave. . .too?" The boy said with the tears streaming faster down his face. "All. . .alone. . .all alone. . .alone. . . ."The boy said getting louder, and running his fingers through his hair, and shaking his head. "Please. . .don't leave. . .me. . .all. . .alone. . . ." The tears fell off chin rapidly hitting the ground with a soft plunk. As the tears came harder, he didn't try to keep his sobs at a low volume. He cried like a child that lost their mother at the mall.

"PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!" He screamed suddenly making Pikachu fall back. It must hit it's head against something because everything went black.

To be continued