Pokémon Fanfiction Ash Is A Prodigy Novels & Stories

They'd talked over the phone, when Ash was about twelve years old, and since then, Ash hadn't managed to get a hold himself again. But just then, Ash smelled the unmistakable, weird smell of a Alpha, and for a single second, he thought that kid was somehow here, but of course, he wasn't, because when Ash hastily looked up, he saw through the tears swimming in his eyes the bane of his existence crouched down, his hand on the slide above as he peered down at Ash, his tail wagging swiftly behind him.

Miranda was lucky enough to have locked her ankles, for Jamie wasted no time jumping to the next tree, then the next, and the next. Ash released an angry and fearsome growl, as he kept focus on the vampire which flew through the trees, with his mate locked on her back like a defenseless koala cub. He couldn't allow them to get away from him, and being so focused on the chase, Ash didn't realize in which direction he was being led.

Little Puffy looked arrogant, "Of course, Sister, there are only you and me here, if you didn't do it, it's me naturally! How is it? Am I amazing?" "This...is a new skill you learned?” Ashley asked. "Huh! Isn't it amazing?" Puffy couldn't help but feel complacent. Ashley curled her lips, "It's... okay! I thought... you would know it, so you just learned such pediatric magic!" "Miss, you actually despise me!" Puffy pouted with a small mouth. "I didn't, I'm just...encouraging you!" Ashley walked over and held Little Puffy in her hands, "My Puffy is the best, isn't it?"

”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.

Ash who saw this cruel fight which had no motive and only suffering became very emotional and charged between both Mew's and Mewtwo's attack Ash "Just stop already, STOP" Ash comes between two powerful psychic attacks and suddenly freezes on the spot, as he falls on the ground and turns into a stone, Pikachu comes running towards him and tries to wake him up, it doesn't work so he starts to zap ash but it still useless, seeing his method not working he started to cry and tries to wake Ash who is completely turned into a statue, seeing this all the pokemons in the battlefield also started to cry.

And my only defense was with tools. “Well, if that’s what you’re comfortable with. Go ahead and practice,” Ash said. I watched Ash walk to the outdoor area, standing beside the pool and beginning to use her power, manipulating the pool water. For a moment, I just stood there watching her. Something felt off—if Ash claimed to be a healer, the way she moved, the way she controlled water… it was more like a fighter. If I wanted to stay alive longer, I had to do something too. I couldn’t just stand around like an idiot.

The second Source stayed. It called itself nothing. Had no name. Had never needed one. Things that only hunger don’t require identity. Lena named it Ash. Because it was the color of ash now. Not dark grey anymore. Not silver yet. Something between. Like fire that had burned down but still held heat. Ash learned faster than anyone expected. But learning and changing weren’t the same thing. It understood creation intellectually. Could watch the silver garden grow and recognize beauty on an analytical level. Could describe joy without feeling it. Could explain love without experiencing it.

AKISHA'S SHORT POV I will give you a hint of who I really am, but I won't make it easy for all of you. I will confuse your brains until you go insane. Soon... The time for me to reveal who I really am is coming closer. They will soon see the true definition of a demon. I just smiled as I looked at Ash, together with his friends in the distance, with a trace of surprise and shock on their faces. ASH'S POV

She wished there would be an ancestral interference but that was just a figment of her imagination. Ash came back to Frost's view and continued to run fast, pretending Myan was still with him so they wouldn't stop over to attack her. He turned around so he could be closer to the brine. He knew if he focused on the building, it would distract Frost and he could leave peacefully with Myan. Otherwise, Frost would not give up. Targeting at the foundation of the brine, Ash knew this had to require every power in him. Frost was closing in with his spirit animal and things needed speed.

*** Ashki never goes back on his decisions. Ever since he was little, he was called a prodigy. He excelled in combat and non-combat. People were already pressuring him to take on the village leadership since Elder Shimar was getting old. It was one thing he couldn’t understand before. If only Chaos didn’t skip his literature classes before, maybe they wouldn’t idolize Ashki that much. He knew Chaos was also a genius. He was just not interested in anything other than the art of war.