Chapter One: The Meeting
It was Mid-day, a warm breeze just started blowing. A lone Pikachu was resting nearby with his back leaning against a tree. This Pikachu was among many others that occupied the forest. His name was Ashton. He belonged to a group of Pikachus that have lived in this forest for generations. Ashton tended to trail off and often wanted to be alone. It didn't help that he was scolded by the Alpha Raichu on a daily basis. The Alpha often would scold him for not taking care of his responsibilities. On occasion the Alpha would act more like a father to him then a leader. Scolding him as if a Father would.
Everyone had a role to play in the group. Sentries were look outs. They looked for dangers; such as trainers and other Pokemon that could be a danger. Warriors were in charge of defending the nest. Warriors were hand picked by the Alpha himself. Only the strongest of the strong could become warriors, hence why Ashton was stuck in the lowest job; gatherer. These individuals were in charge of gathering food for the nest. Ashton thought this was the most boring job ever. Usually he would return from his scavenging with only a few berries. Which is hardly enough. This caused the Alpha to appoint other Pikachus to pick up the slack which upset him greatly.
Instead of gathering food as he was ordered to, he often would spend his time training alone in the forest. His dream was to one day excel to the rank to warrior. He was never a good fighter, but he always tried the best he could. Often resulting in him embarrassing himself. Also he was the only one in the group that hasn't mastered thundershock. A key move for Pikachu survival. ashton tried numerous times but all he could manage was a little static discharge from his cheeks.
Ashton opened his eyes and decided to try again. He got up and focused on his target, a Pecha berry. Numerous times he tried to thundershock the Pecha berry, but to no avail. He picked it up in his paws and concentrated as hard as he could. He closed his eyes tight and tried to focus his mind. He imagined himself electrifying the Pecha berry. Just scorching it to a crisp, black and charred. However, all he could muster was a light buzz from his cheeks. He opened his eyes only to find the Pecha berry unharmed. He cursed to himself. A Pikachu not knowing thundershock was like a Pidgey that couldn't fly. Flustered from his multiple tries he threw the Pecha berry at the tree as hard as he could. The Pecha berry hit with a loud thud, the sound reverberated though the forest. He kicked the ground just as hard. Causing grass and dirt to go flying.
Tears started to form around his eyes. He then leaned back on the tree again and collapsed on the ground his eyes fell as he began to cry. Tears just rolling one by one off his face. "Its useless", he thought to himself. "Why should now be any different?" He looked up a moment from his sulking and saw a Pokemon appear in the cleaning, staring at him. The Pokemon moved like a ghost, not making a sound as he moved closer. This was a Pokemon in which the likes of Ashton had never seen. He's seen the common variety such as Pidgey, Spearow and Occasionally a few Buizel by the river. He was Bluish in appearance with single metal spikes appearing on the top of its chest and the backs of its paws. It had pointed ears, and Its eyes were a bold crimson. The eyes looks frightening, but soft in a strange way.
Ashton got up and quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and took a defensive position. "This strange Pokemon could be a threat to the nest", He franticly thought. The Pokemon just continued to stare at Ashton and moved a bit closer. A small smile started to crack on its face. It finally spoke, "Don't worry I'm not here to hurt you" Sounding reassuring. Ashton remembered what the Alpha told him what to do in these situations. If you see a Pokemon whom you don't recognized come straight back to the nest. As always, Ashton decided to ignore the Alphas warnings and decided instead to feed his grow curiosity.
Ashton contemplated and analyzed the Pokemon before saying "Then why are you here?"
"You see I have this innate gift to sense others emotions, even from a distance. I felt like a Pokemon was in trouble so I decided to check it out."
"If that's the case then you've got the wrong Pokemon. No one is in trouble around here." Ashton crossed his arms and gave the stranger an agitated look . The blue Pokemon began to snicker. "What's so funny" Ashton protested.
"You know your cute when you make that face." The blue Pokemon told him with a big grin flashing his sharp looking fangs.
"Cute?" Ashton was taken aback by this comment as a slight blush formed on his yellow face. No one really complimented him in this way. Especially coming from another male, it was hard to take in such a nice complement. He broke eye contact with the Pokemon and looked away to regain his composure. When he looked back up the Pokemon appeared just a few inches in front of him. Feign let out a small yelp of surprise and fell backwards. Before Ashton could hit the tree behind the Pokemon grabbed his arms and pulled him forward preventing him from falling. After Ashton regained his balance the strange Pokemon started to laugh again. "Let go of me!" Ashton screamed deliberately.
The blue Pokemon laughed again. "I'm not holding onto you." lifting his paws up
Feign realized that he was the one actually holding on. Both paws in fact were firmly holding on to his. Ashton looked at the Pokemon face. He was smiling. Those crimson eyes of his seemed to penetrate his very being. He let go quickly and looked away.
"Look kid don't get so worked up I just want to help you out" He let out another laugh.
Ashton gaze returned to the blue Pokemon "My names not kid its Ashton." He said flustered "Also I don't need any help."
"I beg to differ" He said coolly. He spoke so pristinely that Ashton felt it hard to believe him. He seemed shady in a way that if he wasn't careful he could end up getting hurt.
"I know what's wrong." He said this with a certain preciseness that Feign found a little creepy. "You are a Pikachu; for whatever reason. That has yet to learn the move thundershock. Remarkable in a way. An electric Pokemon not knowing any electric moves." He gave Ashton a curt smile. "Am I dead on?"
He was dead on. Shock hit Feign as his eyes fell "Ho
How did you kno
." Before he could finish the Pokemon kneeled to eye level and placed his right hand on Ashton's head. He brushed his paw back and forth quickly a few times messing with Ashton's head fur.
"I just know ok. I can help you, you know." He added sincerely. He took he right paw off of Ashton's head and placed it in front of him palm up.
Ashton quickly fixed the top of his head and stared at the paw in front of him. He thought a moment. "Could this stranger be telling the truth or could this be a trap? He seems sincere. Can he really help me?" Ashton contemplated. Others have tried to teach him before, but with limited to no results at all. "Could he know a secret that the others don't know?" His mind trailed to that one comment that was said earlier. When he said he was cute. "Was he serious or was he just being facetious?"
The blue Pokemon began to laugh again. "What?" Ashton said, now getting a little agitated. He felt that this stranger was being rude just laughing out of turn like that. Almost like there was something he found amusing that no one else knew about
" Oh nothing." The Pokemon said slyly. Ashton's eyes fell again. "Look I'm not going bite you." He gently placed his paw on Ashton chin and forced it up so they made eye contact. "Unless you want me too
." He gave Feign a serious look. Those eyes of his were mesmerizing. That stare pierced Ashton's very soul, almost as if he could see into it. Ashton found them kind, nurturing in a way. If he looked long enough he felt like he could become lost in those eyes. They were almost hypnotic. Once again a bright red blush emitted from Ashton face.
" Was all Ashton could get out. The blue Pokemon busted out laughing once again.
"Look Ashton I'm just messing with you." He said and smacked Ashton on the shoulder. Perhaps a little too hard to his liking. Ashton snapped out of his hypnotic stupor and stumbled forward with the force of the hit. He could tell that he was strong.
" Ashton gave a weak laugh and cracked a smiled. He rubbed his shoulder where the stranger smacked it. The blue Pokemon placed his paw back in front of Feign.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yeah... I guess" Ashton hesitantly place his paw in the strangers. The light blush returned. Few Pokemon were really nice to him.
"Well come on." The blue Pokemon began to sound a little impatient. He started to lead Ashton to a clearing nearby. Walking hand in hand Ashton realized he didn't know the Pokemon's name or what kind of Pokemon he was for that matter.
I wanted to ask you."
"Yeah?" he replied, not slowing down.
"What kind of Pokemon are you?"
The Blue Pokemon stopped dead and turned to meet Ashton's gaze. He leaned in close to Ashton. "How rude of me." He said Apologetically. "I'm a Lucario, but you can call me Ikuyo." He gave Ashton one more large grin, stood up, and continued on.