Hello readers.
This is my first story and I have no writing experience. The story will be published irregularly as I
am also a student. I hope you guys will support me and suggest me how to improve my stories.
Please overlook poor vocabulary and grammatical errors.
Ayo came out of the bath completely refreshed and relaxed. The feeling of familiarity hit him hard as he made his way to Ash's room, but now it felt like it was his too.
He stepped in, spotting the clothes laid out neatly on the bed—the exact outfit from the first three seasons. He changed quickly, pulling on the black shirt and blue vest, followed by the jeans, sneakers, and the red and white hat that felt too iconic for its own good. The moment he put on the fingerless green gloves; he stared at himself in the mirror.
Jesus… I am really turning into him.
He looked like Ash, down to the last detail. The sight was unsettling, like he was losing pieces of himself the longer he stayed here. With a deep breath, he grabbed the backpack and headed back downstairs.
Delia had breakfast waiting. The smell of food hit him, but instead of feeling comforted, a pang of guilt gnawed at his stomach. She was smiling so warmly, so genuinely, like she was happy to see her son. But he wasn't really her son. Not in the way she thought. I am not Ash. The thought was like a weight pressing on his chest. But what could he do? He didn't cause this. He didn't ask to be thrown into this world. He was just trying to survive. Trying to make the best of a completely insane situation.
Pikachu was already chowing down on some Pokémon food Delia had put out for him, looking completely content. Ayo tried to get his attention. "Hey, Pikachu."
He didn't even look at Ayo. Just kept eating, deliberately ignoring him.
Yeah… still a jerk.
"Eat up, you will need your strength before your journey," Delia encouraged, her voice full of warmth.
Ayo nodded, forcing a weak smile as he started eating. He took small bites, chewing slowly, trying to
keep his mind from spiraling.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ayo saw Delia watching him, her brows furrowing in confusion. He could tell she was noticing the change. Normally, Ash—he—would be stuffing his face like there was no tomorrow. But he was eating slowly, methodically.
She wasn't used to it. To him. And how could she be? Ash had been acting different since the moment Ayo woke up. He could see the questions in her eyes, the slight confusion she tried to hide behind that smile. Ayo started stuffing his face in response, and the confusion melted into a warm smile on Delia's face.
As Ash completed the meal, he was finally ready to leave for his journey. Ayo was feeling very excited and nervous at the same time. What would be the world at forest. How would he manage of alone?
He decided to take a bunch of stuff with him for his journey including water bottles, fishing rod and a make shift tent. And obviously food and clothes. After heartbreaking farewell with his mother, he left for route 1.
Delia was a whirlwind of emotions—a blend of pride and profound worry that only a mother whose son had just left on a dangerous journey could understand. The tightness in her chest wouldn't ease; her mind replayed every possible danger her son could face.
"Don't worry, he will be alright. He is his fathers son after all " she murmured to herself, trying to find solace in the reminder.
To distract herself, Delia turned on the television, hoping some idle show might soothe her nerves. However, the news only heightened her anxiety. The anchor began a segment that immediately
caught her attention and stoked her fears:
"Tragic news from Route 1 as a young trainer named Jimmy was found deceased early this morning, the victim of an aggressive Spearow flock.
Experts believe this flock has developed unusually strategic hunting tactics. Dr. Fiona Barkley, a Pokémon behaviourist, notes that the Spearows appear
to use a single member to lure unsuspecting trainers or Pokémon into ambushes where the entire flock then attacks. Environmental biologist, Dr. Hank Jennings, suggests that recent habitat disruptions may have forced the Spearows to adopt more aggressive measures to defend their
territory. This dangerous flock is known to be active across Routes 1, 25, and 3. The incidents have sparked outrage in several communities, with citizens demanding action from the Pokémon League."
As the report continued, Delia's hands began to sweat, her heart thumping wildly in her chest. She clasped her hands tightly together, her knuckles whitening as she whispered a prayer.
Oh, Mew, please keep my baby safe!