Red Vs Ash Pokemon Novels & Stories

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

he gently added. Lucien started to enlighten me on what makes them weak. Wolfsbane weakens werewolves, vampires, and other creatures such as hybrids. Silver is also dangerous to them once it penetrates their skin and their healing time will be longer than usual. The ash of the Dire Elm tree is also harmful to unnatural and enchanted beings. The tree's wood can also be used as a weapon to inflict severe harm on them. The leaves can also be used to poison humans. "So those people who hunted the enchantresses used the tree to capture them?" I asked.

I breathed in deeply, closing my eyes and relying on my nose to tell them apart. Ash was the first one I recognized. I smiled, pointing in the scent’s direction. “That’s Ash.” I opened my eyes to look. He was the biggest of them all. He had deep grey fur with a deeper shade of grey line cutting from under his chin to over his shoulder. He looked so beautiful. I closed my eyes and tried to pick out someone else. “That’s my dad.” I opened my eyes to see. He had black fur, with a patch of bronze on his belly and hind legs. It was weird seeing my dad like that—not human.

Asher busted out in a fit of rage. ‘NO BODY TOUCHES OUR PUPS’ We took off fire forming at our paws charring the ground as we ran. I could feel the fire coursing through our veins. ‘Don’t burn the whole forest down Asher’ He grunted at me and we picked up speed nearing our border. We came up on a figure in a red robe and I heard my babies. They whipped around with them in there hands. I bared my teeth and snapped. They held their free hand up and smiled.

POV: Ash Ryder "Rhea? Rhea, talk to me. Are you still there?" Ash was lying on the balcony floor, his lungs greedily gulping in the fresh, sun-warmed air. His body felt heavy, but the ache in his shattered arm was gone. He rolled over, his heart skipping a beat as he saw Rhea lying beside him. Her eyes were closed, and the obsidian marks on her skin were fading, replaced by a soft, healthy glow. "I’m here, Ash," she murmured, her eyes fluttering open. They were amber again—pure, beautiful amber with just a tiny spark of gold at the center. "Did we... did we win?"

A color of a dark crimson red creeped over dads pale skin. His veins looked as though they were about to explode out of his skin.His lips twitched back to life and the rest of his body followed. Dads eyes turned a dark, dark green. Asher's body went rigged as his wolf was on alert.Dad suddenly jumped up making everybody, but Asher and Macon yelp.

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.

" I shrieked, trying to ignore the pain that was radiating through me due to my skin being quickly shredded from the vines. "I’ve been there." Kelvin chuckled, releasing me so that I crashed into the ground. "But soon, you’ll be the one to go this time." I’m unable to move from my legs already being surrounded, but I still try to break free. There was no way I was going to die here. Not when that bastard had my child. ‘Don’t worry.’ Asher’s calm voice suddenly announced in my head. ‘I’ll get her back.’ Confusion rushes through me as I look at Asher, whose eyes are no longer their normal storm gray. Instead, they are crimson red, and a dark aura is beginning to radiate from him.

“It’s Gray who plays softball, not you. You hated that thing, right?” Ash blinked, “I’m not Gray?” “No,” I tell him, shaking my head. “You don’t know who you are?” Ash furrowed his brows, deep in thought. Suddenly he grabbed a strand of hair that was hanging just above his face, “I am Groot!” “Right,” I say. Glancing at Red, I tip my head over to Ash. “Watch him, I’ll just talk to that solid block of ice over there.” Red nods, understanding. “You should, he’s out of it since a few hours ago. We were buying food and he kept bumping into shit.”

But she wasn’t exactly sure how. It started small. Flickering lights when she was angry. A crack spidering across the kitchen window when her mom screamed at her for not moving on already. Then there was the dream. It felt real. Too real. She was standing in a forest of ash trees. Everything was grey; the sky, ground, even the wind. Then she looked down and saw something glow on her skin. A mark. Twisting vines circling her arm, pulsing like it had a heartbeat of its own.