Ash Ketchum: Superman

A Pokemon and Superman story

Okay, this is where the story begins, all right? I’m hoping that an artist here can provide some visuals for this story, because I’m not that good at drawing and I want people to see what happens, instead of just reading it. Plus, I want people to know what Ash’s Superman costume is supposed to look like. If any artist here has seen Superman Returns, I’d like it if you could draw the costume with Ash’ head so people will know what he looks like, okay?

Note: Pokemon is a registered trademark of Nintendo International, Nintendo Japan, Nintendo USA, and The Pokemon Company. Superman is a registered trademark of DC Comics and the creation of Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster. Both names are not being used for profit, and are being used only for entertainment.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ash: 15

-Misty: 15

-Brock: 17

Note: Ash and Misty are the same ages because I cannot stand the possibility of Misty being a year older than Ash.

“ASH KETCHUM, YOU GOT US LOST AGAIN!!” Screamed an angry Misty. Scenes like this were common during Ash’s journey.

“Well, sor-ry, but I still know where I’m going! And I wouldn’t be lost if you weren’t complaining all the time!” Yelled Ash.

“Oh really? Then why have we passed that pond seven times?” She yelled back, pointing at a nearby pond.

“Becuz you think we have!” He yelled back.

“Could you two please stop fighting?” Brock asked.

“Pika Pika!” Ash’s Pikachu said, as an agreement.

“NO!!!” Ash and Misty yelled back in unison, the force of Ash’s breath sending Brock back a bit. In reality, despite the fact that they fought almost constantly, Ash and Misty each had secret crushes on each other-but didn’t have the guts to say anything.

“Look, just give me the map, Ash. I’ll get us outta here.” Brock said. Ash took a while to think, and then relented.

“Pika, pika, pikachu.” Said Pikachu; basically saying “I guess you finally decided to let someone else try.”

“Oh well, you can’t win ‘em all.” Ash replied, perfectly understanding his faithful partner. Thanks to Brock, the 2 humans, one Kryptonian whose origins were unknown to his friends and 2 pokemon (Pikachu and the Togepi Misty carried around in her arms) managed to find a town with a Pokemon Center so that they could spend the night there. Later that afternoon, Ash, Brock and Misty decided to take a walk through town. However, they discovered this would be no ordinary walk. This one would change their lives forever. Along the way, they stumbled onto a heist perpetrated by Team Rocket, an evil organization dedicated to global domination. Hoping not to get involved, the three tried to slip away, but the Rocket in charge of the operation saw them.

“Hey you!” He yelled out them.

“Uh-oh. RUN!!!” Yelled Ash, but it was too late. Before they could do anything, Misty was taken hostage.

“ASH!!!” Misty yelled.

“MISTY!!!!” Ash couldn’t take the possibility of the girl he secretly loved getting harmed in any way, so he feigned cowardice and ducked into a dark alley and made sure nobody could see him…

“Somebody help me, please!!” Yelled Misty, whose hand and feet were bound and had a gun to here head.

Se was scared s---less.

“Anybody tries any funny business and the red-haired wench gets a bullet in her head!” he said, pushing the gun to her forehead. Misty’s eyes widened in terror. Then somebody tried to do something to help her, but was shot by the Rocket and was killed. Misty was now terrified beyond belief as the head Rocket, now with an evil sneer on his face, pointed the gun to her forehead. She feared for her life as she squeezed her eyes shut, thinking a million different things and saying 10 different prayers at the same time. For some reason, which she still doesn’t know why she did it, she said, “Ash…” in her mind. Just as the Rocket was about to squeeze the trigger, she heard him say, “Die…” and prepared for the worst…