Golden Smiles, Silver Tears (The Story of G/S)

By: Silver Dreams and McWizardX

Chapter 2: Comparison to the vanishing champion

Kenta’s Cyndaquil dodged out of the way of Hiro’s Totodile’s tackle attack. They both squared of against each other, newly acquired pokemon with very little experience and attacks.

Hiro: Power is everything! To bring up a powerful pokemon you must have it battle every chance it gets. Hit that Cyndaquil hard!

Totodile went on an all out offensive trying to slam itself against Cyndaquil. Kenta didn’t know what to do, his Cyndaquil acted out of self-defense avoiding any attacks that came his way. Even with Cyndaquil’s dodging it would sooner or later tire out and be open to an attack. Suddenly Kenta realizes a fact, an attack takes up more energy than it does to dodge, so if both pokemon are equally strong then that would mean Hiro’s Totodile would tire out first.

Kenta watched carefully for the right opportunity. Totodile rushed head first at Cyndaquil and nearly tripped; it must be off balance and now would be the best time to attack.

Kenta: Quickly do tackle to it!

Cyndaquil turned around and tackled Totodile down. It was a sharp blow that hit critically. Totodile staggered backwards feeling the damage it just took. Hiro got frustrated; he couldn’t lose to anyone just yet he must win. Before he could yell out an attack he heard sirens behind him, the police have arrived. To stay would be dangerous so he recalled Totodile back to its pokeball and started to run away.

Hiro: This isn’t over; when I meet you again I will finish this battle.

Once Hiro left Kenta kneeled down and checked Cyndaquil. His Cyndaquil appeared only tired, no damage taken. Kenta recalled Cyndaquil then made his way to Prof. Elm’s lab to report what he saw.

*****

Officer Jenny and a few other cops looked around the lab for clues; Prof. Elm reported what he saw. Kenta soon appeared and told what he saw a few yards away from the lab. The thief went by the name Hiro and stole a Totodile, this was enough information to get some type of lead to find the thief and bring him to justice. Once the cops left Prof. Elm flopped down on his posh chair exhausted at what happened.

Prof. Elm: What a day . . . I can’t believe my Totodile was stolen.

Kenta: Don’t worry too much about it Prof. Elm, I’m sure Officer Jenny will do her best. Here, this is what Mr. Pokemon gave me.

Prof. Elm turned towards Kenta and saw the giant egg Kenta was holding. His depression was soon forgotten, he snatched the giant egg from Kenta to examine it. He looked at it from all over and placed it on his lab table.

Prof. Elm: What a usual pokemon egg, look at its size and the patterns on it. It’s different than most pokemon eggs. I’m going to have to examine this carefully.

Kenta: I wonder what the pokedex would say.

Kenta pointed his pokedex at the egg; Prof. Elm looked back and wondered where Kenta got the pokedex.

Prof. Elm: Kenta, where’d you get that pokedex?

Kenta: Oh I uh got it from some guy named Prof. Oak.

Prof. Elm: Did you say Prof. Oak? He’s one of the most well known researchers in the world and he gave you a pokedex. You should feel honored Kenta. He only gives pokedexs to those he think are gifted. He must see some sort of potential in you.

Kenta: Potential?

Kenta looked at his pokedex, only a selected few get these and he has one. Could he actually become a professional pokemon trainer? Prof. Elm placed his hands on Kenta’s shoulders and talked to him seriously.

Prof. Elm: You could be the next Ash.

Kenta: Ash?

Kenta has heard that name a few times in the news. The only thing he could remember was hearing that Ash was the world’s newest champion a few years ago.

Kenta: Who’s Ash?

Prof. Elm settled down in his posh chair. He turned towards his computer and booted up some news articles dating three years ago after a new champion was crowned. There was a picture of Ash, he looked young still in his early teens but his eyes showed fierce determination and also a gentle warmth.

Prof. Elm: This is Ash. He became Pokemon Master and champion when he was only fourteen years old. He came from Pallet Town, the hometown of Prof. Oak. Ash and one other named Gary swept through the land defeating every gym they came across and when it was time to battle the elite four, they defeated them easily. It was the very first time anyone has ever clean sweep all the elite four so quickly. In the end the two had to battle each other to decide who was the champion and Ash won. Ash had become the new champion of the world, something that hasn’t been done in years. However only days later he vanished without a trace but left a note saying he didn’t want to become the champion. Lance then claimed the right to be the champion and a new elite four was recruited. Now after three years no one has ever defeated the elite four and Lance but seeing that Prof. Oak has given you a pokedex, you could achieve such a feat. You could become the next Ash!

Kenta: Me, a champion? I dunno, why me? I always thought I was just some ordinary person. I never thought I’d become a champion.

Prof. Elm: It’s not a superpower Kenta.

Prof. Elm chuckled as he approached a cabinet that held some of his own personal trophies. During his earlier years he achieved some of his goals as a pokemon trainer in hopes to be a champion himself.

Prof Elm: I wanted to become champion too. Through out my pokemon trainer years I’ve competed in many tournaments and won some of them. When I went in the pokemon league my first year I’ve went far but I didn’t win in fact I didn’t even make it to the quarterfinals. I was cocky; full of confidence but the other trainer defeated me so easily. Someone said to me that I used too much force and relied too much on power.

Kenta: But I thought . . .

Prof Elm: A lot of people think power is everything. It’s not just that, there are actually other factors, but I only learned that after I became a researcher. And well, I’ve enjoyed researching so much that I gave up my goal to try and become a champion and had a new goal, to research pokemon and learn as much as I can about them and also to teach others.

Kenta: So that’s why you’re a professor now. And you think I can become a champion?

Prof. Elm: Well its not going to be easy Kenta. Ash became champion after hard work and a few years of training and understanding. So if you want to become a champion you’d have to do the same. It’s your decision Kenta; even if Prof. Oak gave you a pokedex it doesn’t automatically mean you should strive to become champion. It’s a long road to get there and would take years to get there. It’s your life; decide what you want to do with it.

Kenta felt the heavy burden of making a decision that would affect his life. To be a pokemon trainer is one thing but to strive to become a champion is another. He’d not only have to train with pokemon and capture but also travel the land in search for Gyms to acquire badges. Before he could make any type of decision he’d have to talk it over with his mom and hear what she has to say about it.

*****

Inside a cave that shinned a glittering glow like stars on a clear night sky, Ash sat and meditated clearing his mind and searching deep within himself what he needed to find. These past few years he had adventured the same way but it wasn’t the same. He had lost something after he became champ, something that had been with him since the day he left. It wasn’t something physical, or someone but a feeling within himself. Even traveling in uncharted areas with Misty, he could not feel the same way. Misty helped him in every way, he even felt closer to Misty than he had ever felt before. The ring on his finger was proof of their bond together. In an area of perfect solitude and inspiration, Ash sort out his emotions and struggled to find what he needed to make himself feel the same way.

After a good long while Ash felt weak from his deep meditation. A friend appeared within the cave and carried Ash out. He brought him outside of the cave and set him down carefully. Summoning one of his flying pokemon, Pidgeott, Ash was placed on it and then flown back to get some nourishment.

Ash woke up in Cerulean City, the hometown of Misty. He was in bed, a familiar one at that. The next thing Ash noticed was Misty looking right at him.

Ash: Misty? How did I?

Misty: A friend brought you back here to me. I was starting to get worried. You shouldn’t meditate so hard or you’ll forget to eat or drink. I made you some nice clam chowder so you can get better.

Misty walked up towards Ash and kissed him lightly on his lips. She headed out to the kitchen but heard Ash thanking her for her hospitality. Ash then lay back in bed thinking to himself, what was wrong with him. Maybe he should take Misty with him next time but then that would defeat the purpose of solitude and quiet meditation in that special cave. For now maybe he should settle down just a bit till he’s ready to go back, he doubt Misty would allow him to go back so soon. He also needed to recover a bit, but once he’s healthy again, he’d return to continue his search to fill that empty spot within him.

*****

Kenta’s mom felt proud of her son being “chosen” to be the next pokemon champion. She exaggerated the thought and skipped merrily through the house thinking how great it’ll be to have her very own son become a champion.

Mom: I always thought you were special Kenta. This is going to be great, my own son destined to be a champion.

Kenta: Mom! Its not like I’m already a champion I just have a small chance of being one that’s all.

Mom: You’ll be a great champion Kenta!

Kenta sighed; he guessed his mom really liked the idea. He wasn’t sure himself if he wanted to pursue this goal yet. First he’d have to plan what he has to do. The first Gym isn’t that far away, it’s at Violet City and he’s been there many times before. But before he could challenge the gym leader there he’d have to train more pokemon and get better at battling. So the first step would actually be to get more pokemon and level them up. Kenta laid down on his feather bed thinking when he should start capturing pokemon. He wondered how Ash started when he began his journey, did he capture pokemon he saw in the wild or did he wait till he saw something really good?

Kenta: Maybe I should figure it out tomorrow.

Kenta turned over to face his room, all this serious thought of pokemon and becoming champion has him stressed, a nice game on his video game system would do the trick.

Kenta: Might as well play now, I don’t think I’ll be playing much video games for a while.

End of Chapter 2