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    (Rated E10+ for fantasy violence and frightening images)

    Episode 1: Following A Maiden's Voyage

    The sun shone down on the small town of Twinleaf, at the south end of the Shinou region. In one particular house, a black haired girl collapsed back into bed after shutting off a beeping alarm clock. "Mm...let's see what's going on in the world today..." she mused as she fumbled for the TV remote on her bedside table and flicked on the TV facing her bed.

    "Despite the exploration team's best efforts, however, the rare, oddly colored Pokémon eluded detection." an announcer reported. "The rumored red Gyarados failed to appear, even fleetingly, to the crestfallen team."

    This is boring... the girl sighed as she changed the channel to the weather report. After climbing from bed, she stretched and then opened the window, allowing her to see the many houses on her block, a few houses down the next street, and the fields at the outskirts of town. "What a beautiful day...a perfect day to receive my first Pokémon!"

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    "Good morning Dawn..." the girl's mother, a woman with similar features to her, smiled as she arrived in the room. A gray cat Pokémon with a springy tail followed the woman, interested in the black haired girl pulling on some socks and tucking in her shirt.

    "Morning, Mom...and good morning, Opal." Dawn smiled as she petted the small cat Pokémon rubbing against her leg.

    "I can hardly believe you're already leaving on your own Pokémon journey, hon." the woman smiled as she put on a heart-shaped necklace with her name--Joanna--engraved on it in elegant letters. "Come on downstairs--breakfast is ready."

    "Coming..." Dawn replied before assuring Opal "I'll feed you in a minute, okay?"

    "Meow." Opal replied before jumping on Dawn's bed to snooze.

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    "Have you thought about what you want to achieve on your journey?" Joanna asked as she and Dawn had their breakfast.

    "Well, I still have the postcard from Prof. Rowan's lab that came in the mail last week..." Dawn explained as she pulled out a postcard lying near the remains of her scrambled eggs. "Dear Dawn, congratulations on reaching your tenth year! I cordially invite you to my lab to choose your first Pokémon."

    Joanna smiled as she admired the pictures of small green turtle Pokémon with foliage, the small fire monkey Pokémon, and a small blue penguin-like Pokémon under Prof. Rowan's message. "They all look so cute...which one are you going to choose?"

    "Okay, so the little leaf-turtle is Turtwig, the fire monkey is Chimchar, and the little penguin is Piplup." Dawn mused as she studied the postcard some more. "No matter who I choose, any of them would make a great partner in my quest to become a top coordinator like you, Mom."

    She smiled as she looked across into the next room, where hundreds of ribbons, trophies, certificates, and other prizes Joanna had once earned gleamed in the sunshine streaming through the blinds. "Just seeing all your awards and prizes makes me want to have an award room of my own!"

    After getting up from her chair, she struck an elegant pose. "If I chose Chimchar, we would really set the world on fire!"

    In Dawn's imagination, Dawn, now in an elegant red gown, heaved a Poké Ball skyward. "Chimchar, create a burning mandala!"

    The crowd in the stadium oohed and ahed as a Chimchar created a sparkling flaming orb in the sky...


    Joanna just smiled at her daughter's pose. "All right, what would your dream of a Grand Coordinator look like if you picked a different Pokémon?"

    "If I chose Piplup..." Dawn posed again. "we would make waves in the contest world!"

    In Dawn's imagination, Dawn, now in a green costume, heaved a Poké Ball skyward. "Piplup! Show this crowd some real sparkling water!"

    The crowd cheered again as a Piplup appeared and heaved hundreds of sparkling bubbles into the sky....


    "Interesting..." Joanna smiled. "And what would your contest dream look like with Turtwig?"

    "If I chose Turtwig, I would plant the seeds of inspiration for aspiring coordinators everywhere!" Dawn decreed, striking another pose...

    In Dawn's imagination, Dawn, now in a lavender tap dancer's costume, heaved a Poké Ball and some Berries into the sky. "Turtwig, use Razor Leaf to cut all these Berries at once!"

    A Turtwig emerged from the Poké Ball and heaved some spiked leaves at the flying Berries, cutting them all in half at the same time. The crowd roared with applause, maxing out the excitement meter in the arena as Dawn took a bow...


    Joanna couldn't help applauding Dawn's performance. "I believe you could do all of that, and more...but first, you need to pack what you're going to bring on the trip."

    "Okay!" After putting her dishes in the sink, Dawn hurried back upstairs to her room...

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    "Okay, that's everything!" Dawn smiled, proudly gesturing to the two bulging suitcases, her bag, and the fiddle case she had lugged to the front stoop.

    Joanna sighed. "I don't think you need quite that much stuff, hon...come on back inside, and I'll show you how to pack a bit more sensibly."

    Once back inside the living room, Joanna first unloaded every bag Dawn had packed. "Now then...the key to packing sensibly is to know the weather before you go. Since Shinou has a wide variety of climates ranging from sunny beaches to snowy mountain peaks, it's a good idea to pack clothes suitable for those conditions. Besides, if you pack too much, you won't have much room for souvenirs on your Pokémon adventure."

    "That's true..." Dawn realized her mother had a point. "I do want to bring you back souvenirs."

    "Besides, most Pokémon Centers do have a laundry room, and failing that, most towns have a laundromat." Joanna continued. "That, and you can always buy a cheap outfit somewhere if you need it."

    After sorting which clothes would stay home and which clothes would make the journey, Joanna and Dawn both beamed with pride at how they had managed to fit two week's worth of outfits and a few other odds and ends into her bag. "There...doesn't that look much better than trying to take your whole closet with you?"

    "It does..." Dawn smiled.

    She looked longingly at the dull pink fiddle case by her now empty suitcases. "Can the fiddle come too, at least? It would make some nice entertainment by the campfire..."

    Joanna just giggled. "Of course your fiddle can come! Not only can you practice on the road, you may run into a guitar player or two to jam with."

    "Pokeflute or whistle players would be nice to play with too..." Dawn smiled as she started back outside, where her bike was chained to a rack. "Good thing I can carry it on my back like a backpack." she mused as she set her bag on the bike's cargo rack and tied it down, then set her fiddle case down on the ground to put on her helmet.

    "Before you go, let me give you one last thing..." Joanna dug a small metallic orange ribbon from her pocket. "This was the first ribbon I ever won in a contest...many many years ago, of course! I want you to have it, as good luck on your own contest journey."

    "Thank you..." Dawn admired the ribbon for a moment before pinning it to her bag. "I'll keep it with me, so I know you're watching over me."

    After slinging her fiddle case on her back and climbing aboard her bike, Dawn called "Well, I'm off! I love you!"

    "Bye, hon!" Joanna called back, waving goodbye as Dawn pedaled away. "Good luck, and I love you too!"

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    As Dawn rode down the path leading outside of town, she spotted a blonde haired boy waving in her direction. "Hey! Where you off to, Dawn?"

    "I'm headed to Prof. Rowan's lab in Sandgem Town, Barry." Dawn replied as she pulled up by the boy's side. "And where might you be going?"

    "You saw that news report about the red Gyarados on TV, right?" Barry smiled. "That show got me to thinking. I'll bet our local lake has a Pokémon like that in it, too! So, that's what we're gonna do. We'll go find a Pokémon like that!"

    "But--!" Dawn protested, but Barry had already dashed down the road and onto the plains outside of town.

    "Come on, it'll be fun!" Barry assured Dawn. "I'll fine you a million billion credits if you're late!"

    Dawn sighed. If he wants to go to the lake without a Pokémon, that's his problem, not mine... "Okay, just wait for me!"

    ---------

    The way to the lake was uneventful, and before long, Barry and Dawn had arrived by the western shore. "Okay...if I were hunting a red Gyarados, where would I look first?" Barry mused as he and Dawn passed by a sign that read "Welcome to Lake Verity."

    "Anywhere there's Magikarp." Dawn smiled as she climbed off her bike and laid it against the sign, making sure to keep Barry in view as he strolled down the shoreline.

    Just then, Barry heard voices in the distance. "Uh oh, someone's here! Hide!" he called as he dove behind some bushes, with Dawn not far behind.

    After a few tense moments, Dawn watched from the bush as an older man with snowy white hair and a mustache and a brown haired boy about her age approached where they had been moments earlier. That must be Prof. Rowan... she thought when she saw the man. But who's the boy with him?

    On the shore, the boy reported "Professor, there's nothing out of the ordinary on the other side, either!"

    "Hm…I may have been mistaken..." Prof. Rowan mused. "Something appears to be different than it was before, but…it's enough that we have seen the lake.

    He motioned for the boy to follow him. "Come on, Lucas--let's go."

    The boy nodded, and hurried to catch up to Prof. Rowan. "Professor, you've been gone for four years now. How are you enjoying being back in Shinou?" he asked.

    "There is one thing I can say." Prof. Rowan smiled, a note of happiness in his voice. "There are many rare kinds of Pokémon in Shinou. The region should serve us very well in regard to our studies."

    Barry heaved a sigh of relief. "That was a close one..." he smiled as he and Dawn emerged from the brush.

    "It was just Prof. Rowan and someone named Lucas, who I assume is his assistant." Dawn assured Barry. "So you had nothing to be afraid of."

    Just then, she spotted a large brown object in the grass. "Hm..." she mused as she got closer, whee she could see the object was a briefcase. "I wonder who left this here?"

    She balked when she saw the name "Rowan" on the briefcase's handle. "No way...Prof. Rowan left this here! We have to get it back to him!"

    Barry, meanwhile, hurried to Dawn's side and opened the case, where he could see three Poke Balls nestled inside, with nameplates under the three Poke Balls explaining the name and gender of the Pokémon inside. "Which one do you want, Dawn?"

    "Are you sure those are the Pokémon meant for us, Barry?" Dawn wasn't so sure.

    She studied the three Poke Balls for a moment. If they are meant for us, it would save me the trip to the lab!

    She closed her eyes and started to point at the different Poke Balls. "My mother told me to choose..."

    When she opened them, she saw her finger was on the Poké Ball containing Piplup. "...Piplup."

    "Great choice...I'll take the Turtwig." Barry grinned as he took the Turtwig's Poké Ball. "I'm gonna name her Flora."

    "Come on out!" Dawn commanded, heaving her Poké Ball to the sky.

    She smiled at the tiny blue penguin Pokémon before her. "Well, aren't you a cutie? I think I'll name you...Kori."

    [I like that!] the Piplup smiled, giggling as Dawn hugged it...

    ---------

    Elsewhere, Ash, Tintri, and Brock walked through a forest not far from Lake Verity. Ash just savored the singing Pokémon in the trees, the sun making the green fletching on Brock's prop arrows glitter, the wind in his face, the crunch of the grass beneath their feet, and Brock softly singing a nonsense Gaelic melody in time to their walking.

    "I can't wait to take on the League here in Shinou." he mused, stopping Brock from his song.

    "I know...it was all you could talk about on the trip over." Brock smiled. "It's so weird not having Misty here...but all the same, I still wonder what stories Shinou has to offer."

    "You've built up a nice repertoire...maybe there's another storytelling competition you could enter." Ash suggested as he brushed a leaf from the blue Poké Ball design that adorned his new cap.

    "Yeah...competing in the Lore Stage again, or something like it, would be fun." Brock agreed as the two boys and the Pikachu rounded the corner to the entrance leading to Lake Verity. "Welcome to Lake Verity..."

    After digging through his bag and unearthing a guidebook, Brock flipped a few pages before beginning. "Here we are...Lake Verity."

    [What's it say?] Tintri asked as he scrambled across Ash's shoulders to get a look at the book.

    "It says here that the lake, along with its sister lakes Lake Valor and Lake Acuity, is tied to the myth of the creation of the world, specifically the creation of spirit." Brock began before showing Ash and Tintri a picture of a small pink pixie Pokémon. "Local lore says the lake is home to Mesprit, the guardian of the lake and the Being of Emotion."

    "Cool" Ash cried before fumbling for his PokeNav. "Let's get a selfie by the welcome sign!"

    Brock smiled as he admired the navy blue vest with a large gold stripe Ash was wearing over a white shirt. "You made a great choice in that outfit...I'm sure Delia and Taran would love to see you in it."

    After posing for a picture by the lake's welcome sign, Ash noticed Dawn and Barry on the other side of the shore, looking for something. "I wonder what that girl and that boy are looking for?" he asked as he hurried to some bushes in an attempt to get a closer look without being seen. "Maybe we should ask them?"

    "Stay put..." Brock instructed as he watched Dawn and Barry battle some black and white bird Pokémon. "Right now they look like they handling themselves just fine--we should only intervene if they really need help."

    Ash nodded, but gasped when he saw Barry's Turtwig ram into a Starly, angering an entire flock of the black and white bird Pokémon, which the guidebook identified as Starly. I have to do something... he thought as he watched Dawn run for a nearby alcove, carrying a small penguin Pokémon that looked weakened. But what?

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    "There's too many of them!" Barry reported as the flock closed in on the alcove where Dawn and Kori were hiding. "I can't send out Flora, because it's suicide to send out a Grass type against birds!"

    "What CAN we do then?" Dawn nearly screamed, bracing herself and her weakened Piplup for the end...

    Just then, a whistle and a thunk of an electrified arrow landing by the cave entrance caused the Starly flock to scatter in panic. "Hm...who could be shooting arrows out here?" Dawn asked as she quietly slipped from the cave with her weakened Piplup.

    "Dunno--I don't know of anyone that's an archer." Barry confessed seconds before another electrified arrow landed near his foot. "Whoa!"

    "Whoever's shooting, can you come out so we can see you?" Dawn called as a third arrow drove back the flock even further. "Are you friends or foes?"

    After a few tense moments, Ash, Tintri, and Brock emerged from a rock overlooking the field. "We are friends, miss." he replied as Tintri hurried to retrieve the three sparking arrows in the ground. "Two travelers from a far away region who saw you and your friend in danger, and were called to help."

    "Thank you..." Dawn heaved a relieved sigh.

    "Yeah, thanks." Barry smiled before charging off into the grass.

    Typical Barry... Dawn sighed. "I'm Dawn...might I know the names of my rescuers?"

    "I'm Ash, and this is my partner Tintri..." Ash smiled as Tintri dropped the arrows at Brock's feet, then climbed back on his shoulder. "...and Brock, my companion, navigator, balladeer, and storyteller."

    "Nice to meet you." Brock smiled before putting his arrows back in the quiver.

    "I have to ask...how did you get the arrows to spark?" Dawn asked as she led Ash and Brock back towards a path.

    "It's the same idea of making fire arrows in the movies." Brock replied. "Infuse arrowhead with elemental you want, and it imbues the arrow with that power. So if you can infuse arrows with fire, you can also do it with ice, or lightning too."

    "Wow!" Dawn was impressed. "I wonder what other elementals you can infuse an arrow with..." she mused as Ash hurried to retrieve the briefcase.

    She let the thought linger as she frantically looked for a way to cure the weakened Piplup in her arms. Kori, hang on for me... she silently pleaded as she rummaged through the grass, desperate to find a stray Potion or even healing herbs.

    A pink flash on the water got her attention. Gatrandis favel, secret, edena... a ethereal female voice sang.
    Emusto ronzen fine el balaziis...
    Katoradis favel siicletu edena...
    At this line, a pale blue aura formed around Kori, healing her weariness.
    Emusto koron zen fine, si...

    Dawn snapped out of her awed trace as Kori woke up, good as new. "Whoever sang that song--thank you for healing Kori!" she called as she hurried to find Ash and Brock.

    You're welcome, young one. the voice echoed back in Dawn's mind. We will meet again!

    ---------

    Lucas arrived by the path as Dawn reunited with the boys. "Whew...You found this briefcase?" he asked, noticing the briefcase in Ash's arms. "The professor would've gone through the roof if he knew I forgot it here."

    "You don't mind if Barry and I used two of the Pokémon in there, did you?" Dawn asked.

    Surprisingly, Lucas was calm about Dawn's question. "Not at all...those Pokémon were for you and him anyway." he smiled as he accepted the briefcase. "Let's go back to the lab--I'm sure Rowan will want to get to know you and your companions, Dawn."

    To Be Continued...
     
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    Episode 2: Two Degrees of Separation

    "So, Dawn...what were you doing to get those bird Pokémon--Starlies, you said they were called?--all riled up?" Ash asked as he led the way through the forested path to Sandgem Town the next day.

    "My friend Barry got the idea to travel to Lake Verity after he saw a news report about a red Gyarados on TV..." Dawn explained. "He wanted to know if Lake Verity had something just as amazing, if not more. I happened to be on my way to Sandgem Town to get my first Pokémon, and he effectively roped me into going."

    "A red Gyarados, huh...reminds me of when we defeated Team Rocket at the Lake of Rage in Johto." Brock grinned, gently nudging Ash. "I'll never forget you using the Swanna Song to rain rainbow thunderbolts on a red Gyarados."

    Dawn perked up at Brock's mention of the Swanna Song. Could it be...that the voice that healed Kori was singing the Swanna Song they always use for an ultimate attack or last ditch spell on TV and in video games?

    "Is something wrong?" Ash's voice snapped Dawn back to reality.

    "N-no...it's nothing." Dawn stammered. "I'll explain later."

    She then changed the subject. "Are these Team Rocket guys anything like Team Galactic here?"

    "Team Rocket are this band of hoodlums that seek to use Pokémon for their own gain." Ash explained. "That said, they do sometimes have some more ambitious plans. For example, a few years ago, they tried to capture and exploit a mother and child Lugia. When we thwarted that plan, then they tried to make all the world's Pokémon go berserk--a plan they called Project Reverse. Our red Gyarados encounter was meant to be Pokémon zero for Project Reverse."

    "So, usually they are no different from your average criminal, but they have had grander ambitions..." Dawn mused. "I think Team Galactic could top that--they seek to reshape the world in their own image--but all they ever seem to do is your basic criminal-y stuff--steal things, kidnap Pokémon, and things of that nature. I mean, I haven't even encountered one of their goons before, but I know what they look like thanks to news reports."

    She smiled. "But you guys must have a lot of courage and guts to take on a gang of criminals...and win!"

    "Thanks..." Ash chuckled. "We'll be happy to tell you about our travels if you just ask."

    Just then, Brock noticed a signpost overlooking a town in the distance. "Sandgem Town...the sandy town connected to the ocean, one mile."

    As the group made their way into town, Brock thumbed to the chapter about the town and started reading as they made their way down the grid-like streets. "Sandgem Town, as its name suggests, is a sandy town that is located right next to a beach. The town's most famous landmark is Prof. Rowan's lab, where he conducts his studies on Pokémon."

    "Prof. Rowan...is he connected to Prof. Oak at all?" Ash was intrigued.

    "Yes!" Dawn smiled. "The two of them have been friends and colleagues for years."

    She smiled when she saw the tower-like lab and the majestic windmill attached to it in the distance. "There it is...although, I do think he deserves to know what we were doing with that briefcase earlier--that is, if Barry or Lucas haven't told him already."

    "Good call." Brock agreed as Dawn chained her bike to the bike rack near the entrance, and led the way inside.

    Dawn's footsteps snapped Lucas and Prof. Rowan from examining a photo. "Dawn, you made it..." Prof. Rowan smiled. "...and I see you've already earned some traveling companions."

    "These two are Ash, and Brock, of Kanto." Dawn explained. "They rescued me and Barry back at the lake...I thought you would like to know why we took those Pokémon from your briefcase..."

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    "...and just when I thought it was the end, Brock here scared off the Starlies with an electrified arrow or three to support Ash's Pikachu." Dawn concluded her story some time later as Ash and Brock looked on. "If you'd like your Piplup back, I am willing to give her back."

    "Oh my...Barry told me what happened at the lake, but not like this." Prof. Rowan assured Dawn before a smile formed on his face. "But then again, Barry was never one for details!"

    Even Ash and Brock laughed at this. "I heard you battled very well, despite it being your first time." Prof. Rowan went on. "And, from what I can see, there is a growing bond between you and that Piplup, though she is still young. That's why I would like to entrust you with that Piplup...Kori, I believe?"

    "Yes...her name is Kori." Dawn replied as Lucas made her a trainer card.

    "A beautiful name." Prof. Rowan smiled. "So, what brings you two here to Shinou?" he asked Ash and Brock.

    "I'm here to take on the Shinou League." Ash replied before gesturing to Tintri. "This is my partner, Tintri."

    [Hi!] Tintri squeaked.

    "I'm here because I want to explore the mythology and folklore of Shinou, and possibly learn and tell its stories." Brock replied. "My arrows are only props--so the Starlies from before were never in any real danger."

    "Interesting--I only know of a few storytellers that use weaponry in their performance." Prof. Rowan smiled. "You may want to look into performing in the Fantasy Stage, if you fancy yourself a storyteller."

    "The basic rules of the Fantasy Stage are still the same as any Lore Stage--a group of storytellers get together and share their best stories, and are judged based on how they do and how the audience reacts." Lucas explained. "The differences begin on what is won and a few tweaks to the mechanics."

    "For instance, in keeping with the fantasy theme and more elaborate look of the competition, the competitors wear elaborate minstrel costumes that are colorful and nearly flamboyant." Prof. Rowan went on. "The competitors must tell a fantasy story in two different ways: on the fly while incorporating at least three items from a list of components--including more components adds bonus points--and a story from their repertoire."

    "The storytellers are allowed to use any talent they wish to bring their stories to life--music, dance, acting, mimicry, props, and in some outdoor venues, stage combat and stage archery." Lucas continued. "So you can use your bow if you like."

    "I have a few tales I like using stage archery on..." Brock was interested now. "So, what do you get if you tell the best story?"

    "The top three competitors earn a Miracle Jewel--small plastic jewels that are kept in a drawstring bag." Prof. Rowan showed Brock an example of a Miracle Jewel bag. "This bag is usually hung at the competitor's side or tied to their traveling bag. You can have this one, if you wish."

    "Thanks." Brock replied, tying the small drawstring bag to his own pack.

    "Those that earn seven Miracle Jewels compete in the Grand Fantasy Stage during League and Grand Festival activities." Lucas went on. The winner of this gets the Rainbow Diamond trophy and is honored as a Master or Mistress of Lore."

    "Wow--sign me up!" Brock was getting more and more excited.

    "Storytellers from around the world come to compete, but storytellers from other regions winning it all are not unheard of. Even if you don't win it all, the minstrel costume you use for the competition is yours to keep." Prof. Rowan assured Brock. "If you are as skilled as you claim, you should have no trouble at all winning."

    Dawn looked over at Ash as Brock, Lucas, and Prof. Rowan continued talking. "Ash...you won't mind if Kori and me come along with you and Brock, do you?" she asked as she shepherded Kori to her side.

    "Not at all." Ash smiled. "Whatever your goal is for your journey, I'll support you all the way--the League, contests, Pokethlons, Lore and Fantasy Stages--whatever."

    "My mom is actually a famous coordinator." Dawn interjected. "So I wanted to embark on my own contest journey."

    "I actually traveled with a coordinator on one of my previous journeys..." Ash explained. "Over in Kanto, they follow Houen rules--the parade of contestants, and then five appeals."

    "Contests over here have slightly different rules." Dawn explained. "First is the Visual competition, where you dress up your Pokémon using a box of 100 different costume parts and accessories. You don't know what you get until you arrive in the dressing room. Next is the Dance competition, where all the competing Pokémon dance on this modified Dancing Star platform called the Bailatron that measures their dancing skill. Finally, there's the Appeal round, which of course is five appeals created from your Pokémon's moves. Whoever has the best score after all three competitions, wins a ribbon, which is unique to every contest hall."

    "Interesting..." Ash mused. "I'll have to show you the pictures from that trip later."

    He noticed the fiddle case on Dawn's back. "Oh, nice! Reminds me of one of my other traveling companions--in addition to being a Water Pokémon expert and a fine Pokethlete, she could play a great fiddle as well."

    "Thanks...I've been playing ever since second grade, when everyone had to take violin lessons whether you liked it or not." Dawn began. "You could keep the instruments after the required year to play them, but that year was just torture. I loved hearing all the traditional fiddlers both from here in Shinou and across the world on TV and online--they always sounded so excited and happy, while I was sawing through one weepy classical dirge after another. Mom noticed how miserable I was and assured me that while I had to tough out the required year for school, I could play whatever I wanted at home. So I tracked down as many music videos and sheet music as I could find, and slowly taught myself traditional Shinou fiddle, with influences from Kanto and Houen."

    "I'm more of a wind instrumentalist myself..." Ash explained before unearthing a well loved Pokeflute case from his own bag, which also had two whistles in a side pocket. "I too started playing at school--first the whistle in third grade, and then Pokeflute while on my first trip around Kanto. While I loved both instruments, I was bored with how slow we were going in class, so like you, I looked for as many music videos and sheet music as I could find, and taught myself a lot of traditional tunes. This culminated in bringing down the house with 'The Thunderbolt Reel' for the school talent show."

    "Myself...I'm more of a guitar player." Brock began as he joined Ash and Dawn near the left end of the room. "Got my first guitar the second year of middle school, then after I got into high school, I started trying my hand at writing my own material. While many of my classmates took the electric route, I stuck with the acoustic guitar--very handy for storytelling, and you don't need to cart an amp everywhere. If you do need to go electric, you can get acoustic guitars with pickups built in--this is what I use when I'm performing in a theater, an arena, or a crowded outdoor space."

    "Brock's written quite a lot of original songs, including setting lots of folktales to music." Ash explained as he zipped up his gig bag.

    Dawn smiled. "I look forward to jamming with you guys as we travel...I can teach you some material from around here, and you can teach me what tunes, songs, and stories you know."

    She suddenly remembered her Piplup was still out, and relaxing on the floor. "Kori, return." she called, recalling the small penguin Pokémon inside. "I have to ask you...doesn't Tintri have a Poké Ball?" she asked Ash. "How come he sits on your shoulder all the time?"

    "Tintri doesn't like traveling in a Poké Ball." Ash explained. "He'd much rather be out seeing the world, so my shoulder does just fine."

    "Cool!" Dawn was impressed. "I didn't know some Pokémon preferred to stay out of a Poké Ball!"

    "You have to remember that different Pokémon have different personalities." Prof. Rowan added as he and Lucas met the group.

    "Would you like me to run your bike home for you?" Lucas offered.

    "Yes please..." Dawn replied as she retrieved her gear from her bike, then wrote down some directions to her house on an index card. "If you know the way to Twinleaf Town, here's the way to my house."

    "Thanks." Lucas replied as he pocketed the index card and accepted Dawn's biking gear. "I'll do my best to be careful with it." he assured Dawn.

    As Dawn went to unchain her bike for Lucas, Ash turned to Prof. Rowan. "Thank for all the info, Professor..."

    "My pleasure--I'll send Oak your regards." Prof. Rowan replied. "I believe you have what it takes to go far in the League--you can register at any Pokémon Center, if you haven't already done so."

    He embraced Ash. "I wish you all good luck on your journey."

    Ash nodded. "I'll make you and Prof. Oak proud!" he vowed as he and Brock turned to leave, unaware of a dull purple haired boy watching them from a bush...

    To Be Continued...
     
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    Episode 3: When Pokémon Worlds Collide

    Ash froze as he saw the dull purple haired boy watching him from a bush. It's Kamon all over again... he silently worried as he led Dawn and Brock around the corner and away from the lab.

    He sighed, and worked up the courage to ask Dawn "Did you see anyone hiding in the bushes near the lab's front walk?"

    "I don't think so..." Dawn replied. "Why would someone be hiding in the bushes?"

    "During one of my previous trips, I ran into a rival this way." Ash explained. "So who am I to think that a rival's following me now?"

    "Rivals aren't necessarily a bad thing...remember Gary? And Brendan?" Brock asked as the group started down the road leading outside the town.

    "That was different..." Ash replied. "Gary was blinded by pride for a while, but never forgot the friendship we had. Brendan was the kind of rival anyone would want--encouraging you to get better and stronger, but never humiliating you or putting you down. If he did criticize me at all, it was constructive criticism--gently telling me was I was not doing well on, and how I could do it better. This guy...I have a bad feeling about him."

    He was about to say more when he noticed Tintri had disappeared. "Funny, where'd Tintri get to?"

    Some Pikachu squeaks and squawking coming from a forested alcove spurred him to investigate. When he peeked down into the small forested grove, he found Tintri facing off with a Starly. "Hey!" he called as Tintri unleashed a Thunderbolt. "Leave that Starly alone!"

    "This Starly doesn't appear to be owned..." Brock mused. "It may be wild, and free for the catching, if you'd like."

    Ash's angry grimace turned to an excited smile as he consulted his Pokédex:

    "Starly, the starling Pokémon. They tend to flock in great numbers. Though small, they flap their wings with great power."

    Excited, Ash grabbed a Poké Ball. "If anyone owns this Starly, please say something now! Otherwise, I'm gonna catch it!"

    [Perfect timing, Ash...] Tintri replied. [I just saw this little alcove, and decided to look for Berries. Then this Starly jumped me.]

    Ash smiled. "You had me worried for a second, but I'm glad you're okay."

    He turned business-like again. "Use Thunderbolt!"

    "Great shot!" Brock smiled as the Thunderbolt hit the Starly. Despite being dazed from the powerful attack, it cleared the smoke and char away with a Whirlwind.

    "Okay, now try Electro Ball!" Ash called.

    Tintri started charging a yellow sparking ball of electricity in his paws. But the ball went flying off into the sky as the Starly rammed into him. [Ah! Ow! Oof!] he cried as the Starly battered him with its wings.

    He finally managed to roll away from the Starly and dart back to Ash's side. After charging his second Electro Ball, he heaved it at the Starly, sending it fluttering to the ground in an electric explosion.

    "Glad you finally got that off." Ash grinned before heaving his Poké Ball at the Starly. "Poké Ball, go!"

    The group quietly watched as the Poké Ball shook. Please don't break... Ash pleaded as he watched the shaking Poké Ball. Please don't break...

    "One...two...three..." Brock counted the wiggles before he saw the ball's center dim. "You got it, Ash."

    Ash beamed as the Poké Ball's center dimmed. "Yeah! I got a Starly!"

    Dawn applauded Ash's joyful pose. "What are you gonna name your Starly, Ash?"

    "Estrella!" Ash replied.

    "That's 'Eh-streh-yah'. Brock corrected Ash. "Not 'Eh-streh-la', like what you said--a double L in Spanish is pronounced like a Y."

    "Like how a J is pronounced like an H?" Ash asked.

    "Something like that." Brock replied before noticing the sun was setting. "Let's find somewhere to camp--it's getting late."

    "Good idea!" Dawn agreed. "I want to see if your storytelling skill is as good as you say it is!"

    ---------

    The next morning, the group departed from their camp in high spirits. "Here we go! Off on a new adventure!" Ash smiled.

    "The closest city from here is Jubilife City." Dawn explained. "It's Shinou's communication and media hotspot. People come from all over the world to try and make it big in radio or TV. Mom also said there's a Contest Hall there, as well."

    She was about to say more when she saw a familiar boy with dull purple hair blocking the road. "Is that the same guy you said was hiding in the bushes near the lab yesterday?"

    Brock recognized the boy. "It is!"

    "So you must be Prof. Rowan's new favorite..." the boy sneered as he approached Ash. "You're still just a kid!"

    "I am NOT a kid!" Ash shot back. "I have traveled across three regions, and completed three Leagues! So I should know a thing or two about Pokémon..."

    He realized he had not asked the boy's name. "Say, what's your name? Before I decide to call you something you may not like?"

    "Name's Paul." the boy replied. "If you're as great as you claim, then let's battle--right here, right now!"

    Ash did his hardest to suppress the anger welling up inside him. "Okay, we'll battle--name your terms."

    "Three on three single match, with no swapping out." Paul began. "Best two out of three wins."

    "That's fair." Ash replied as Brock hurried to draw a Poké Ball emblem in the dust to create a semblance of a battlefield.

    "I'll referee, if you like." Brock offered before giving Ash one of his Poke Balls. "Ash--I'll lend you Hinata to support Estrella and Tintri, if you like."

    "Thanks." Ash replied as he accepted the Poké Ball.

    "Ash, huh?" Paul sneered. "Just what you're going to be after I set you ablaze with my skill in battle!"

    ---------

    "Representing the Diamond side, Ash and Estrella!" Brock announced, making a grand gesture to Ash and his Starly.

    Estrella cheered, happy that at least someone knew how to pronounce her name correctly. "...and representing the Pearl side, Paul and Aquila!"

    [Bring it!] Paul's Starly taunted.

    "Everyone ready?" Brock asked, to cheers from both sides. "And three, two, one..."

    Both Starlies charged at each other as the whistle blew. "Estrella, use Quick Attack!" Ash called.

    Paul just smirked as Aquila looped out of the way of Estrella's attack. "A hot shot trainer, and yet you can't say your Pokémon's name right..."

    He turned business-like again. "Aquila, use Aerial Ace!"

    "Estrella, try to counter with Wing Attack!" Ash called, aware of Paul's Starly streaking at his own Starly in a burst of white light. Thankfully, the Aerial Ace clipped Estrella for minimal damage.

    [But which one's the real one?] Estrella asked. She watched in horror as what seemed like hundreds of copies of Aquilla looped back around the field.

    He used Double Team to throw Estrella off! Ash grumbled as he watched Aquilla slam into Estrella, knocking her out. It's like he's cheating!

    He sighed. "Estrella, return."

    "Eh-streh-yah!" Brock corrected him.

    Okay, okay, I'll work on getting her name right! Ash grumbled as he heaved the Poké Ball Brock had lent him skyward. "Hinata, let's go!" he called revealing a familiar six tailed fox Pokémon.

    "Goku, here we go!" Paul heaved his own Poké Ball skyward. The flash of light revealed a familiar red monkey Pokémon with a flaming tail.

    Piqued, Ash read up on his opponent:

    "Chimchar, the chimp Pokémon. It agilely scales sheer cliffs to live atop craggy mountains. Its fire is put out when it sleeps."

    This must be one of the starters of this region... Ash thought when he saw a "START" icon by the picture of the Chimchar on the Pokédex.

    "Your move, Diamond." Brock's voice snapped him to reality.

    "Hinata, use Ember!" Ash called as he pocketed his Pokédex.

    "Goku, counter with your own Ember!" Paul commanded.

    Both trainers braced themselves as the two attacks exploded in the center of the makeshift arena. [Now what?] Hinata looked to Ash for advice on how to beat the fire monkey Pokémon before her.

    "Try Flamethrower!" Ash called.

    He watched in horror as some flaming rings cut through the stream of fire, canceling out Hinata's attack! "Friendly reminder, Ash. Many attacks, including Flamethrower, fail if the Pokémon gets hit when the attack is charging up." Brock reminded Ash.

    SAY... Ash thought. "Hinata, use Double Team!"

    He gasped as an Ember incinerated all the Hinata copies, and the real Hinata screeched in pain as she was slashed by Goku's claws. "Hinata, Flamethrower if you can!"

    [He thinks he's so high and mighty...] Hinata growled as she shakily stood up. [But I'll show him who burns the brightest!]

    With that, she nimbly leaped over two more Flame Wheels. [HAAAAAAAH!!!] she screeched, unleashing a Flamethrower from the air, knocking the Chimchar out.

    "Thanks, Hinata." Ash smiled as he recalled the Vulpix. "Tintri, you're up!"

    "Surge, let's go!" Paul summoned a small yellow creature with a plug-like head and black stripes.

    Oh, this is Elekid, the young form of Electabuzz! Ash thought, recognizing a familiar thunderbolt mark on the small Pokémon's stomach. "Tintri, use Thunderbolt!"

    Paul was unfazed as his Elekid absorbed Tintri's attack. "Surge, use Thunder!"

    Since we both have Electric types, let's try a different tactic... Ash thought as he watched Tintri absorb the massive Thunder blast without batting an eye.

    Inspired, he called "Tintri, use Disarming Voice!"

    "Surge, use Protect to stop the attack!" Paul countered.

    Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... Tintri sang, creating some sparking red soundwaves. Surge went flying back from the sonic wave, crashing into a tree.

    "What was that strange melody Tintri sang to create that attack?" Dawn wondered.

    "That song was Ash's Heart Song--a key component of Mega Evolution." Brock replied. "We'll explain more later."

    "Tintri, try Iron Tail!" came Ash's next order.

    "Surge, counter with Brick Break!" Paul commanded.

    Dawn watched as Tintri leaped towards the Elekid, with both attacks connecting in a flash of light. They're evenly matched! she thought as the Pikachu and the Elekid traded blows. It's too close to call!

    When the dust settled some minutes later, Brock saw that both Tintri and Surge had fainted together. After blowing his whistle to signal the end of the match, he announced "No contest! This match is a tie!"

    [How'd...I...do?] Tintri wheezed.

    "You did very well, bud." Ash smiled as he picked up his tired Pikachu and led the way back to the main road. "Even if it was a tie."

    Just then, Lucas arrived. "Oh, did you guys finish a battle?"

    "Yeah...it was a tie." Ash replied.

    "Professor, that ruckus was only Ash battling someone." Lucas reported as Prof. Rowan arrived. "You didn't need to worry."

    Everyone gasped as Paul heaved another Poké Ball skyward, revealing another Starly. "What was that for?" Ash protested. "We battled three on three like you requested, and it came out a tie."

    "I know that." Paul replied. "But know that there will be other Starlies even stronger than this one."

    He then bowed before Professor Rowan. "It was an honor to battle, sir."

    Ash growled as Paul departed down the road. How dare he disrespect Pokémon like that? I wanna give him a piece of my mind!

    To Be Continued... as he led Dawn and Brock around the corner and away from the lab.

    He sighed, and worked up the courage to ask Dawn "Did you see anyone hiding in the bushes near the lab's front walk?"

    "I don't think so..." Dawn replied. "Why would someone be hiding in the bushes?"

    "During one of my previous trips, I ran into a rival this way." Ash explained. "So who am I to think that a rival's following me now?"

    "Rivals aren't necessarily a bad thing...remember Gary? And Brendan?" Brock asked as the group started down the road leading outside the town.

    "That was different..." Ash replied. "Gary was blinded by pride for a while, but never forgot the friendship we had. Brendan was the kind of rival anyone would want--encouraging you to get better and stronger, but never humiliating you or putting you down. If he did criticize me at all, it was constructive criticism--gently telling me was I was not doing well on, and how I could do it better. This guy...I have a bad feeling about him."

    He was about to say more when he noticed Tintri had disappeared. "Funny, where'd Tintri get to?"

    Some Pikachu squeaks and squawking coming from a forested alcove spurred him to investigate. When he peeked down into the small forested grove, he found Tintri facing off with a Starly. "Hey!" he called as Tintri unleashed a Thunderbolt. "Leave that Starly alone!"

    "This Starly doesn't appear to be owned..." Brock mused. "It may be wild, and free for the catching, if you'd like."

    Ash's angry grimace turned to an excited smile as he consulted his Pokédex:

    "Starly, the starling Pokémon. They tend to flock in great numbers. Though small, they flap their wings with great power."

    Excited, Ash grabbed a Poké Ball. "If anyone owns this Starly, please say something now! Otherwise, I'm gonna catch it!"

    [Perfect timing, Ash...] Tintri replied. [I just saw this little alcove, and decided to look for Berries. Then this Starly jumped me.]

    Ash smiled. "You had me worried for a second, but I'm glad you're okay."

    He turned business-like again. "Use Thunderbolt!"

    "Great shot!" Brock smiled as the Thunderbolt hit the Starly. Despite being dazed from the powerful attack, it cleared the smoke and char away with a Whirlwind.

    "Okay, now try Electro Ball!" Ash called.

    Tintri started charging a yellow sparking ball of electricity in his paws. But the ball went flying off into the sky as the Starly rammed into him. [Ah! Ow! Oof!] he cried as the Starly battered him with its wings.

    He finally managed to roll away from the Starly and dart back to Ash's side. After charging his second Electro Ball, he heaved it at the Starly, sending it fluttering to the ground in an electric explosion.

    "Glad you finally got that off." Ash grinned before heaving his Poké Ball at the Starly. "Poké Ball, go!"

    The group quietly watched as the Poké Ball shook. Please don't break... Ash pleaded as he watched the shaking Poké Ball. Please don't break...

    "One...two...three..." Brock counted the wiggles before he saw the ball's center dim. "You got it, Ash."

    Ash beamed as the Poké Ball's center dimmed. "Yeah! I got a Starly!"

    Dawn applauded Ash's joyful pose. "What are you gonna name your Starly, Ash?"

    "Estrella!" Ash replied.

    "That's 'Eh-streh-yah'. Brock corrected Ash. "Not 'Eh-streh-la', like what you said--a double L in Spanish is pronounced like a Y."

    "Like how a J is pronounced like an H?" Ash asked.

    "Something like that." Brock replied before noticing the sun was setting. "Let's find somewhere to camp--it's getting late."

    "Good idea!" Dawn agreed. "I want to see if your storytelling skill is as good as you say it is!"

    ---------

    The next morning, the group departed from their camp in high spirits. "Here we go! Off on a new adventure!" Ash smiled.

    "The closest city from here is Jubilife City." Dawn explained. "It's Shinou's communication and media hotspot. People come from all over the world to try and make it big in radio or TV. Mom also said there's a Contest Hall there, as well."

    She was about to say more when she saw a familiar boy with dull purple hair blocking the road. "Is that the same guy you said was hiding in the bushes near the lab yesterday?"

    Brock recognized the boy. "It is!"

    "So you must be Prof. Rowan's new favorite..." the boy sneered as he approached Ash. "You're still just a kid!"

    "I am NOT a kid!" Ash shot back. "I have traveled across three regions, and completed three Leagues! So I should know a thing or two about Pokémon..."

    He realized he had not asked the boy's name. "Say, what's your name? Before I decide to call you something you may not like?"

    "Name's Paul." the boy replied. "If you're as great as you claim, then let's battle--right here, right now!"

    Ash did his hardest to suppress the anger welling up inside him. "Okay, we'll battle--name your terms."

    "Three on three single match, with no swapping out." Paul began. "Best two out of three wins."

    "That's fair." Ash replied as Brock hurried to draw a Poké Ball emblem in the dust to create a semblance of a battlefield.

    "I'll referee, if you like." Brock offered before giving Ash one of his Poke Balls. "Ash--I'll lend you Hinata to support Estrella and Tintri, if you like."

    "Thanks." Ash replied as he accepted the Poké Ball.

    "Ash, huh?" Paul sneered. "Just what you're going to be after I set you ablaze with my skill in battle!"

    ---------

    "Representing the Diamond side, Ash and Estrella!" Brock announced, making a grand gesture to Ash and his Starly.

    Estrella cheered, happy that at least someone knew how to pronounce her name correctly. "...and representing the Pearl side, Paul and Aquila!"

    [Bring it!] Paul's Starly taunted.

    "Everyone ready?" Brock asked, to cheers from both sides. "And three, two, one..."

    Both Starlies charged at each other as the whistle blew. "Estrella, use Quick Attack!" Ash called.

    Paul just smirked as Aquila looped out of the way of Estrella's attack. "A hot shot trainer, and yet you can't say your Pokémon's name right..."

    He turned business-like again. "Aquila, use Aerial Ace!"

    "Estrella, try to counter with Wing Attack!" Ash called, aware of Paul's Starly streaking at his own Starly in a burst of white light. Thankfully, the Aerial Ace clipped Estrella for minimal damage.

    [But which one's the real one?] Estrella asked. She watched in horror as what seemed like hundreds of copies of Aquilla looped back around the field.

    He used Double Team to throw Estrella off! Ash grumbled as he watched Aquilla slam into Estrella, knocking her out. It's like he's cheating!

    He sighed. "Estrella, return."

    "Eh-streh-yah!" Brock corrected him.

    Okay, okay, I'll work on getting her name right! Ash grumbled as he heaved the Poké Ball Brock had lent him skyward. "Hinata, let's go!" he called revealing a familiar six tailed fox Pokémon.

    "Goku, here we go!" Paul heaved his own Poké Ball skyward. The flash of light revealed a familiar red monkey Pokémon with a flaming tail.

    Piqued, Ash read up on his opponent:

    "Chimchar, the chimp Pokémon. It agilely scales sheer cliffs to live atop craggy mountains. Its fire is put out when it sleeps."

    This must be one of the starters of this region... Ash thought when he saw a "START" icon by the picture of the Chimchar on the Pokédex.

    "Your move, Diamond." Brock's voice snapped him to reality.

    "Hinata, use Ember!" Ash called as he pocketed his Pokédex.

    "Goku, counter with your own Ember!" Paul commanded.

    Both trainers braced themselves as the two attacks exploded in the center of the makeshift arena. [Now what?] Hinata looked to Ash for advice on how to beat the fire monkey Pokémon before her.

    "Try Flamethrower!" Ash called.

    He watched in horror as some flaming rings cut through the stream of fire, canceling out Hinata's attack! "Friendly reminder, Ash. Many attacks, including Flamethrower, fail if the Pokémon gets hit when the attack is charging up." Brock reminded Ash.

    SAY... Ash thought. "Hinata, use Double Team!"

    He gasped as an Ember incinerated all the Hinata copies, and the real Hinata screeched in pain as she was slashed by Goku's claws. "Hinata, Flamethrower if you can!"

    [He thinks he's so high and mighty...] Hinata growled as she shakily stood up. [But I'll show him who burns the brightest!]

    With that, she nimbly leaped over two more Flame Wheels. [HAAAAAAAH!!!] she screeched, unleashing a Flamethrower from the air, knocking the Chimchar out.

    "Thanks, Hinata." Ash smiled as he recalled the Vulpix. "Tintri, you're up!"

    "Surge, let's go!" Paul summoned a small yellow creature with a plug-like head and black stripes.

    Oh, this is Elekid, the young form of Electabuzz! Ash thought, recognizing a familiar thunderbolt mark on the small Pokémon's stomach. "Tintri, use Thunderbolt!"

    Paul was unfazed as his Elekid absorbed Tintri's attack. "Surge, use Thunder!"

    Since we both have Electric types, let's try a different tactic... Ash thought as he watched Tintri absorb the massive Thunder blast without batting an eye.

    Inspired, he called "Tintri, use Disarming Voice!"

    "Surge, use Protect to stop the attack!" Paul countered.

    Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... Tintri sang, creating some sparking red soundwaves. Surge went flying back from the sonic wave, crashing into a tree.

    "What was that strange melody Tintri sang to create that attack?" Dawn wondered.

    "That song was Ash's Heart Song--a key component of Mega Evolution." Brock replied. "We'll explain more later."

    "Tintri, try Iron Tail!" came Ash's next order.

    "Surge, counter with Brick Break!" Paul commanded.

    Dawn watched as Tintri leaped towards the Elekid, with both attacks connecting in a flash of light. They're evenly matched! she thought as the Pikachu and the Elekid traded blows. It's too close to call!

    When the dust settled some minutes later, Brock saw that both Tintri and Surge had fainted together. After blowing his whistle to signal the end of the match, he announced "No contest! This match is a tie!"

    [How'd...I...do?] Tintri wheezed.

    "You did very well, bud." Ash smiled as he picked up his tired Pikachu and led the way back to the main road. "Even if it was a tie."

    Just then, Lucas arrived. "Oh, did you guys finish a battle?"

    "Yeah...it was a tie." Ash replied.

    "Professor, that ruckus was only Ash battling someone." Lucas reported as Prof. Rowan arrived. "You didn't need to worry."

    Everyone gasped as Paul heaved another Poké Ball skyward, revealing another Starly. "What was that for?" Ash protested. "We battled three on three like you requested, and it came out a tie."

    "I know that." Paul replied. "But know that there will be other Starlies even stronger than this one."

    He then bowed before Professor Rowan. "It was an honor to battle, sir."

    Ash growled as Paul departed down the road. How dare he disrespect Pokémon like that? I wanna give him a piece of my mind!

    To Be Continued...
     
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