'Special'  - 4

It's The Author! Back again, with another chapter to the somewhat abnormal fanfic, special-
Hope you enjoy it, I've decided to add a bit of a dark twist to this one, and probably some of
them that may follow this one.
If you love it, let me know, If you hate it, then flame away, I need to know what YOU think!

Disclaimer: I think I forgot to write one of these for the last fic, so this goes for that one too.
I don't own pokemon. Plain an simple. No multi bujillion dollar japanise companies for me....

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"Ashy! Hi baby, mommy's got some cookbooks to sell, why don't you go through to the front."
"Mom! I just got home!"
"Well then, the customer's daughter's sitting in the lounge, go look after them could you dear"
"Mom!"
"Sorry Ashy, I cant talk, got books to sell. Be a good boy then."
"*sigh* Okay mom..."

Ash went throught to his living room. His mom just didn't seem the same nowadays, always 
trying to drain as much money out of her tv show as possible.
As instructed, he walked down the hall, only to be greeted by a white room, four beige-brown
sofas, a gren waiting room sign and an extremely bored asian looking girl, staring at a painting
Ash did when he was five.

"Hi, I'm Ash."
"Oh, high, um.. why are you here? The crazy lady tryin to sell your parents something?"
"Nah, she's actually my mom.."
"Oh god, sorry, I didn't know!"
"Don't worry, she's not crazy, she's totally nuts."
"Haha! So I guess you did these paintings then?"
"Oh great, she's put those up! Don't believe it!"
"How old were you?"
"Five."
"Wow, they're good for five. You an artist?"
"Um, no. I knew this guy called Tracy once, he was an artist, but he was such a poofter,
he kinda put me off the whole idea."
"Still, these are amazing pictures. Love the one with you and a pikachu in it. Very cute!"
"Yeah, I always wanted one.. Oh yeah! Pikachu! I almost forgot!"
"Wha?"

Ash gently slid an unconscious pikachu on to one of the sofas out of his pack.

"Pikachu? Can you hear me buddy?"
"Pikaaah.."
"Is that your pikachu?!"
"Yeah, he got thrashed bad in a battle with this guy, I think he was called Jack or something."
"Gimme a few seconds. I was a trainee nurse joy for a few years, then they told me I didn't
qualify cause my skin was a bit too dark for them! Here, lets have a look at you then pikachu."
"Wow, that sucks."
"What, Pikachu?"
"Nah, them rejecting you for that."
"Oh, right. Yeah, that sucked bad. Your pokemon's got fourth degree burns and a heavy 
concussion. It really needs some proper attention."
"The nearest pokemon center's in Viridian! How am I supposed to get there!?"
"My fearow can fly us there! Come on-"
"Hey, hang on, I don't even know your name yet!"
"Ferera Quartz, pleased to meet you. Come on!"

She grabbed Ash's wrist and ran out the door. A fearow sprang out from a gold and red 
pokeball, whisking them up into the dark sky.

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