Ash Becomes Pikachu Novels & Stories

He frowned after asking that question, putting her back to her feet and turned to Minrad that was badly hurt and trying his best to gather what was going on together. "How dare you?" Ash went at a speed that wasn't human at all and dug his fingers into Minrad's skin, receiving a groan of pain for an outcome. Myan watched with amazement as he willed to bite off Minard's head. She was drowned in thoughts of Ash's form. How did he change into a different Aeu? How was he moving at super speed? So many unanswered questions. She sprang to her feet at a deafening slap across Minrad's cheeks that brought her back to consciousness.

The Pikachu above his head moving and swinging frantically in the air above. An hour later, Dae flutters open his eyes to the feeling of strong wind whipping through his hair. He looks up and his mouth instantly forms a big ‘0’ seeing the Pikachu flying wildly in the air and above that numerous freckles of gold and silver adoring the night sky along with an ore gold moon. “ Woah..! ”, he utters sitting up straight. “ Oh..baby woke up ?”, Aroon asks.

He pushed Charles so hard, he staggered backward and let go of Ashley's hand. Shocked, she couldn't tell if it was her imagination. Those eyes, the purple eyes, they looked awfully familiar just like the green eyes.

My little pup deserves the best he could get. “Lyra, I can feel you worry; you need to calm down; he’ll be fine.” She says, holding onto my hands. I let out a breath; I didn’t know I was holding, nodding with a slight smile. “So Lyra, the reason I called you here is,” she says, pausing and letting a breath. “Along the years, Lyra, I have grown to love and accept you as my own; you are of no difference with Ashley to me,” she says, making my heart warm.

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

My hands met the rough, uneven ground as I dropped to all fours, my bones shifting and cracking as my transformation into Ash began. “Ash!” Tarr’s voice rang out, a warning in his tone, but Ash growled menacingly in response, daring him to intervene. With a swift turn, Ash bolted into the dense forest. The frosty night air rushed over his fur as he ran, his paws churning up mud with each powerful stride. How could Amber have concealed such a significant truth from me? Beneath the moonlight, Ash continued to growl his frustration, his instincts urging him to vent his anger. In his path stood a towering tree, and with a furious charge, he rammed into it, snapping its branches with his head.

I smile softly as he motions me closer. Have we heard from Sinful in the past week where everything has changed? No. That scares me the most. Since Asher came back, he reclaimed full control over his Pack, retiring Shanae, the crazy lady who had sacrificed me in the first place back to where she had come from. Still. No Sinful is extremely unnerving. He's getting into my head without being here, which is something only he could achieve. "Alaya," Asher prompts, as he steps into the water. I sit up, watching him. "Are you coming?"

I nod at him while observing those ladies that standing in front of us. "Why are you still on Ash form?" I ask him, he just smirks at me. "Ok fine, much better if I transform into him." I see him snap his fingers, smoke covers his body, and while the smoke is fading. My eyes widen when I see him naked in Lucas's form. I look below, and it's big! IT'S EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA MEGA LARGE! "Ops." He snaps his finger again to get dress. Did I drool? I shake my head. "Nope, not Lucas. It's Ashron." I keep forgetting that this thing can read minds.

But was thrown off him by Earth . Ash laughed enjoying being able to release some tension he's been feeling for some months now. He was fighting both Type and Earth fairly quickly. Neither boys were able to keep up with him. Ash connected his fist with Type nose breaking it, he then spun around slamming Type on his back breaking his arm in the process. Type screamed out in pain as Earth ran up to him staying him with a blade in the shoulder.

POV: Rhea Mooncrest "Ash, no! What are you doing?" Rhea watched in horror as the Shadow-Ash began to glow with a blinding, unstable light. The obsidian plates on his body were cracking, and instead of violet shadows leaking out, it was a brilliant, pure white—the stolen light of the World-Tree. Ash wasn't just draining the Tree anymore; he was absorbing the entire core into his own body, turning himself into a living bomb of spiritual energy. "He's taking the hit!" Zane yelled, his voice now entirely human, thin and reedy. He was clutching his chest, his eyes wide with terror. "Rhea, he's pulling the entire connection into himself! He's going to blow the Under-Whisper apart!"