Pokemon Fanfiction Ash Journey Alone Novels & Stories

We found Ash on level three, cell number fourteen. He was curled in the corner of his unit, small and shaking, his eyes dimmed from the nullification field. But when I broke the cell door open and the runes shattered, his eyes flared back to life. “Mama?” His voice was barely a whisper. “I’m here, baby.” I was on my knees, pulling him into my arms, crushing him against my chest. “Mama’s here. You’re safe now.” He sobbed into my neck, his small hands gripping my shirt with desperate strength. “They kept saying you weren’t coming. That nobody wanted me.”

The next morning, a pup was born in a village 3 days walk away. Gray moon. One gray spot. Name: Ash. Ash was different from the start. He didn’t want to tell stories. He wanted to listen to them. Ash grew up quiet. He sat with elders until their voices gave out. He sat with pups until they fell asleep mid-sentence. He sat with warriors who had no words left, just scars. He didn’t speak much. When someone finished a story, he’d touch their moon. And the memory would glow a little brighter. Like he was keeping it warm.

"Of course I do, honey, more than I've ever wanted anything before. I just want to savor this moment with you for a while longer, but. . . I promise to call her this evening once we get back." He nods and looks out the window, and we don't talk for the rest of the journey. As soon as we get to the warehouse, Ash turns to me and I can't believe what I'm seeing. He looks like a different person. The warmth I usually see is gone, and not just that - there's something else in their watery depths. It's like I'm looking at his twin. "Whatever you do, don't leave my side."

⊱♥⊱╮ღ ASHRON LUSTFUL ENVYღ╭⊱♥≺ ★✎✎★~KOFI'S POV~★✐✐★ My body glows, and I find myself sitting again in a fancy chair while the previous selves are floating in the air. I want to get back again to reality, but I don't know-how. So let me summon Ashron, and it's been a while that we haven't seen each other.

I guess we are even? Queen Of mean:yes yes we are!!!! I quickly went offline as I locked my phone. Tomorrow's gonna be a very busy day... •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Ashley:* sips juice* soooo what do you guys think of this chapter?? Ashley is treating Jace like an outcast 🤔🤔is there a story behind this???

I let out a low laugh, yeah I would find that annoying too. Ash stops suddenly at the corner before his street. “Are you ready to see everyone?” he asks softly. I nod my head, theres no better time them now. Ash looks relieved and filled with hope. He turns readying himself to walk around the corner, I see him lift his head, and stand up straighter. Like the chat we have had has cleansed him of his past burdens and now he has been reborn. With one final look at me he walks around the corner and I follow.

I couldn't help but smile sheepishly. I jumped in jubilation as I watched Asher walk toward me. He was truly a warrior, a man whom I'd grown to love. As Asher walked closer to me, I heard a loud bang. A gunshot from far into the woods. Another batch of warriors was coming to fight us. Leading them was Christopher's mother, Anabel. Asher stumbled to the ground. He wasn't dead, but weak... Pain consumed me, the pain of losing him, the fear of being alone again. I tried to scream, but something else rushed through me... powerful and hungry, fueled by my anger and pain.

The process is much easier as Ash was strangely obedient, he was silent and droopy, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the bed. Only this time did Xenorr have a good look at Ash, he is too pretty for a man, without the bruise and wound his body is that of an elegant flower, white like that of a lotus petal. His hands and feet are soft like cotton candy, his sweet eyes assemble the moonlight only if it doesn’t look so lifeless, so disdainful, so empty. The sign and scar left behind from the painful past, this grown man's mind right now is that of a child. The trauma has forced him into the little space where nothing else matters, only the fun and freedom.

”I replied. He sighed receding to my mind. Ash feels everything I feel, the pain of losing his pack mates and everyone dear to him. He was okay with me pretending to be human because I rarely shift and when he wants to go for a run, I go into the farthest forest and shift letting him out for some time. I know that Ash would also want to protect our mate, ignoring her doesn't mean we are neglecting her, he knows that I am trying to keep her safe.

Again Young started in dreams, on a night most special to them, the first day he had met her, he appeared to Asha in hers. The theme had changed though, instead of immense pain, he had come to bring great pleasure. Asha would only be treated with the utmost softness unless he was beating up that pussy and he would get her there eventually.