MST of 'Pokémon Master' (by Ace Sanchez)

............... WELCOME TO MY DUNGEON. Today, I will introduce you to my theatre, where I MST fanfics I've come across, BWAHAHAHA!

This is number 1... The first one (Oh No).

It is a fanfic about ... I can't tell you ^-^.

LET THE TORMENT BEGIN...

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[The scene: A well furbished apartment. Two lounges are set up in a V shape, with at least a doorways space between the ends, to face a large cabinet with a Wide-screen Digital TV opposite the front door. In a corner to the right of the TV, is a P.C., well equipped, I might add. It has state-of-the-art components like a 2Ghz Pentium 4 Processor, 40Gb Hard drive, Windows XP, Broadband internet access and stuff like that ... I think. Off to the left of the door is a kitchen. Around the place stand multiple doors leading to places men fear to tread, or couldn't be bothered going in. Either way, what lay beyond them is hidden in secrecy.]

[A guy enters]

Corey: This is the place? [his voice is low, as though his voice had changed at least a year before. He looks at a sheet of paper in his hand.]

[He is about 6'1" with white skin, black hair and dark-blue eyes. He wears a purple shirt, black pants, black sport shoes, white socks and some sort of back pack (which I do not want to describe.).]

[He sits at the end of the left lounge closest to the door, putting his backpack down beside it.]

I guess it could be worse...

[Someone else enters, a boy, 5'4" with whitish skin, black hair, brown eyes and wearing black everything (Shirt, pants, shoes, jacket, everything ... except maybe his underwear).]

Cozza: Funny lookin' place. [ His voice isn't as low, he seems to be in his pre-teens.]

Corey(turning his head): What?!! What are you doing here, kid.

Cozza: I have no idea. I came to see about this thing I got.

[He holds up a piece of paper. Corey gets up, walks over and snatches it from him]

Corey: Let me see that.

[He browses the sheet. Then he holds up his own]

Hmmm, they're exactly identical.

Cozza: WHAT?!

Corey: See for yourself.

[He hands Cozza the two pieces of paper]

See? Exactly the same.

Cozza: You're right, they are... except for the name it was sent to.

Corey: Oh, yeah.

Cozza: Well, I might as well take a seat.

Corey: Anyone but the one on the left there. My backpack's down beside it.

[Cozza glances over]

Cozza (laughing): THAT'S YOUR BACKPACK! Where'd you get it.

Corey: I haven't a clue. One day I was writing a fic, the next thing I knew, I was ... someplace else and it was there, on my back. I assure you it isn't mine...[he went on, shrugging] but I've grown to like it. Had to. What else could I do, buy a new one. Not with the money I have; I can barely afford food.

Cozza: Ouch, that tough, huh?

Corey: Oh yeah. That's why I'm applying for this job, I need the money.

Cozza: Yeah, me too. I'm pretty much alone out there, no money for food. Just me and my Bulbasaur, wandering.

Corey: Bulbasaur?

Cozza: It's a pokémon.

Corey: A What?!

Cozza: You've never heard of Pokémon.

Corey: Yeah, but how did you get here?

Cozza: I took a train, duh. It goes to that world. Weird, huh?

Corey: Oh, yes! So, where is this 'bulbasaur'?

Cozza: Oh, it's in its poke-ball.

[Pulls out a small ball, about the size of a ping-pong ball. It's half red, half white. It has a black stripe going around the middle where the two colours met. Along that line, is a circle that resembles a button.]

[Corey takes it and has a closer look.]

Corey: hmmm, Interesting.

[Suddenly, the ball instantly grows to the size of a tennis ball. In panic, Corey flings the ball in the air, clumsily juggles it and luckily catches it with two hands. He lets out a sigh of relief and gives it back.]

Corey: Sorry about that.

Cozza: Ah, don't worry about it, he's fine. A few bumps don't hurt him inside his poke-ball.

Corey: Oh 'Phew'.

[Cozza shrinks his poke-ball , puts it in his pocket, and sits on the left couch, closest to the TV.]

[Corey turns around to sit as well, when he notices a shadow outside the door. He watches the door as two guys enter. They seem to be chatting about something. The first one is tall - 5'7", dark-red hair, brown eyes and tanned skin. He wears a red shirt and black pants with black boots. The other is about 5'6"-5'7" with dark-blue hair, dark-green eyes and tannish skin. He wears a white shirt, red pants, blue jacket and black boots. They are so distracted by their conversation when they bump into Corey]

Corey: Ow. What are you two doing here.

[The first one speaks first. He had a low voice, but not too low]

Seth: Uh, we came about a job

[The other speaks His voice was a bit higher pitched than Seth's. They are both about 15-16ish.]

Max: That's right.

Corey: Got any sheets of paper on you?

Max and Seth: Actually, we do.

[They pull out a sheet each and hand it to Corey. he holds them, one in each hand reading. Apart from a name or two, they were identical. He moves the one in his right hand to his left hand with the other and pulls out his own. Pretty much identical as well. This is weird]

Corey: Mmm, hey, kid, come look at this. It seems that these are the same, as well.

[Cozza stands up and walks over to Corey. Corey gives him the sheets of paper.]

Cozza: Shit, you're right. This is weird.

Corey: Who would want four guys to do one job.

Voice [a very low one, indeed]: I do.

Corey: What's that?

Voice: This is Big Brother.

Corey:...WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! [He collapses over the back of one of the lounges.]

Voice:... Ok, I lied.

Corey [getting up]: What, oh, thank god.

Voice: Later. Right now I want you to do something for me.

Cozza: Like what?

Voice: ummmmm ... [the sound of rustling paper is heard] ... oh, yes. I want you to view a fic and give me your thoughts on it

Corey: Ohhhhh, No. I have a thing about getting too close to fanfics.

Voice: Trust me you'll be at a safe distance.

Corey: I had better be.

Voice: just sit.

[Corey sits down on the left lounge towards the back, which he has declared 'MY SPOT, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT SITTING THERE WHEN I'M AROUND. FULL STOP...' and other things which are inappropriate for little kiddies. Cozza sits on the other seat of that couch, closest to the TV. Seth and Max sit on the other lounge.]

Cozza: Well, now what?

Corey: What fanfic is it.

Voice: Ummmmm,[pages rustling]...ah here it is. This fanfic is about pokémon.

Cozza: Hey, I starred in a fic about pokémon!

Voice: This is a different one.

Cozza: Oh.

[Suddenly, the screen of the TV goes on. Soon an image is shown and the fic begins...]

> Warning: This is not standard Pokemon fanfiction. It contains scenes of

> violence and some inappropriate language.

Seth: Gee, thanks for the warning.

Corey: Violence and inappropriate language, eh? This is a lot better than some fanfics I've read.

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Corey: There Goes an asterisk shower.

> Pokemon Master

Max: Nice name.

Cozza: Do you think this has Ash in it?

Corey[sarcastic]: Oh, gee, I don't know.

> Fanfiction by Ace Sanchez.

Seth: What kind of name is 'Ace'?

Corey: It's like the Ace in tennis or blackjack...only with no good reason.

Seth: Do they have a good reason?

Corey:......... I dunno.

> All parts of this story may be found at the following address:

> Note: Pokemon and its associated characters are copyright by Nintendo,

> Game Freak, Creatures Inc, and 4Kids Productions.

Seth: We'll have to thank them. If not for them, 'Ace' wouldn't have anything to write about AND WE WOULDN'T HAVE TO DO THIS!!!

Voice: Pokémon isn't the only thing made into fanfiction, I could just find others.

Seth: Dang.

> *************************************************************************

Max: An asterisk marching band.

> Part 1 ‑ Returns

Max: Why would the first part be called 'Returns'? What is there to return from?

Seth: Maybe it's set-up for a prequel.

Max: A Prequel? That doesn't sound good.

> An icy chill pervaded through the black night; cold except for the

> unnatural hot wind blowing south with the scent of acrid smoke.

Max: Thus making it hot and making the first line pretty much pointless.

Corey: Not really.

Max : I said 'pretty much'...... Wait! What makes you think that, huh?

Corey: It makes sense.

Max: Not to me, it doesn't

Corey: Of course it doesn't, to you.

Max: What do you mean by that?!

Corey: Oh, nothing...

> Through the dark starless sky slightly covered by clouds, intermittent

> moonlight shone on to the thick green forest revealing, little by little,

> a snaking trail of destruction. Burnt and broken tree stumps lay on the

> ravaged path ‑ some still burning with small flickering flames ‑ as well

> as fallen branches and other debris interspaced with giant animalistic

> footprints.

Max: Ok, that first bit was a bit ... confusing.

Corey (sarcastically): What a wonderful way to start a fic.

> A dark figure wrapped

Seth: ... And sent to China, was never seen again.

Corey: We can only be so lucky.

in a long hooded black cloak ran through the

> woodland almost silently, the robe‑like mantle's folds flapping gently

> behind like a floating shadow. The only sound was the dry vegetation

> softly crunching beneath thick black boots as it followed the trail

> onward. Golden‑brown eyes took wide sweeps,

Max: You can't clean what you can't see.

Cozza: Uhhh, no.

observing the desecrated

> area. A small, brown backpack was adjusted briefly by a hand as it sped

> up the pace.

Seth: It turned the frame rate to 2.

The quarry was close...

> <><><>

Corey: Ouch, Those are sharp.

> Flames crackled and fires burned.

Corey: Well, that IS what they do.

The small town settlement lit up the

> night, its modest structures engulfed like the pyres of a bonfire.

> Everywhere, screaming and smoke filled the heated air as dozens and

> dozens of people ran, all seeking escape from the terror of attacking

> raiders. Appearing from the south without warning, burning and pillaging

> without mercy, huge, hostile pokemon assisted their trainers in the

> merciless and violent raid. Totally unprepared for the assault,

> towns‑people and their pokemon were cut down and destroyed almost as

> soon as they were called out.

> The huge, red two‑storey‑tall charizard took another long breath before

> continuing to spit out a long and melting‑hot burst of flame which

> turned the school house into glowing crimson embers.

Corey: 'Huck tooey' 'Fraboosh' Whoops, I burnt down the school ... Wait, that's a good thing..

At the opposite end

> of town, an angry tauros smashed through houses with its dagger‑sharp

> bull horns at the direction of its trainer, trampling over possessions

> and structures alike.

Max: Mustn’t be obeying.

Cozza: Probably confused.

Corey: Probably bored

Cozza: ...Yyeeahh, there's that.

Meanwhile, almost matching it in damage, the

> sharp‑bladed, green scythers and the massively‑horned pinsirs rampaged

> through the town hall and community buildings. Little by little, the

> attackers slowly advanced towards the supply buildings in the centre of

> the town where the food and water was stored.

Seth: I guess they couldn't be bothered running.

Max: All the killing must be exhausting.

> Behind a slowly burning house, a young dark‑haired girl screamed as a

> grinning male raider grabbed and pinned her against the wall. Nearby, his

> kangaskhan watched in fascination.

> The raider slapped the girl across the mouth hard. "Shut up with the

> screaming, bitch, and take this like a woman!" He began to work his fly

> open and loosen his pants.

Corey: That BASTARD.

Max: Lucky guy,

[Suddenly a pillow smacks Max in the head]

What was that for?

Corey: I don't have to explain my actions to you.

> A shadow shifted.

> Suddenly an explosion of pain erupted in the raider's head and the next

> thing he knew was the feel of the rushing air as he was picked up and

> thrown violently away from the girl. The hard dirt ground met his back

> all too abruptly and the breath exploded out of his lungs.

Corey: (raider)The tree came out and hit me.

> "Bastard!"

Corey:(Cartman) Eo heh hew.

he coughed furiously as he rolled to his feet and opened his

> eyes to see who had dared attack him. Several feet away, a tall figure

> wrapped in darkness stood watching him, its silhouette all but invisible

> if it weren't for the background of burning houses and hazy grey smoke

> behind it.

> All of a sudden he felt a cold stab of fear enter his heart. There was

> something familiar about this...

Cozza: He's been stabbed by fear before. It hurts. Blood goes everywhere.

Max: I don't think he means it literally.

Cozza: Oh, Reeeallly.

> Then he growled in anger. He was mistaken. This was just a poor fool who

> was trying to be a hero. "Kangaskhan, take him!" He laughed. "Chew his

> bones, nice and slow."

Seth: (raider) Make sure you leave some for me, I haven't eaten in weeks.

Max: (Kangaskhan) Get it yourself you lazy asshole.

Corey:(Mystery guy): How 'bout I kill both o' ya's and non o' ya get's me.

Max(As Kangaskhan) and Seth (As Raider): Awwwwww, no fair.

> Already hissing in anger because of the attack to its master, the large

> bipedal pokemon needed no second order. It gave an inhuman snarl and

> extended its sharp, bony claws before leaping towards the shadow.

> However, a rapid spin kick stopped the charging pokemon's attack, while

> one of its claws was seized and used against it, stabbing into its own

> chest like a knife. The kangaskhan blinked in confusion before toppling

> over, its chest a puddle of oozing dark blood.

> "Kangaskhan?" the man said in shock. No man could be strong enough to do

> what the figure had just done. He continued to stare, dumbfounded, before

> a hard booted foot smashed into his jaw and everything went black.

> <><><>

Corey: Aargh, they're back for more.

> Puffing a large cloud of dark smoke, the huge charizard eyed the supply

> structures in hunger as even more raiders surrounded the area in a

> half‑ring of hostile forces. It snorted questioningly to its master in a

> rough nasal tone.

> "No," the tall bald woman

Corey: Bald WOMAN!!!

Seth: Must have used acid instead of shampoo.

Max: Probably shaved her head so she didn't look like a girl.

Cozza: Her Charizard probably burnt it off while she was training it.

Max and Seth:...Oh, well, I guess that's a good reason, yeah.

answered with a slight chuckle. "The supplies

> we were raiding for in the first place would be destroyed." She looked

> over to one of the other raiders. "You! Use your tauros to break the

> walls down. Then we'll have some fun." She chuckled deep in her throat

> as her sub‑ordinate directed his bull pokemon to charge through.

> A sudden wet splattering sound sounded from behind them.

Max: A guy must have chucked under the intense heat...

Turning

> instantly, they discovered a dead, bleeding scyther still sliding

> toward them along the dirt ground from the momentum of being thrown, its

> blood acting as lubricant.

Max:...Or not.

It was shockingly mutilated. Somehow both of

> its own sharp, blade‑like arms had been twisted around to fatally impale

> itself while its serpent‑like head hung from its neck by a thin string of

> red tendon, almost decapitated. The mangled green corpse gradually came

> to a stop before their feet.

> For a short moment there was silence.

> Then one of the raiders shouted in anger. "My scyther! Whoever did this,

> I'll kill him!"

Seth: What if it's not a guy?

Max: That's a good point.

Corey: Yeah... but I have a feeling it is a guy.

Cozza: It just wouldn't seem right if it was a girl.

Corey: I don't know about that, but I still say it is.

Seth: Let's just see, shall we?

Everyone else: ...Ooooookaaaay.

> From behind a burning building, a tall figure wrapped in a long, black

> hooded cloak abruptly stepped out into sight. The cloak was flapping

> sinuously, slightly open in the hot wind, revealing a man's lean but

> muscular body, shrouded in darkness.

Corey: It's a guy, I knew it.

His face was concealed in the

> deep shadows of the hooded cowl, leaving only bright, golden‑brown eyes

> visible. They seemed to glow in the dark; two points of flaring yellow

> light. Which narrowed threateningly.

> "Arrogant bastard, isn't he? Think you're a Pokemon Master with that

> cloak?" the bald woman raider mocked. "Surround him!" The huge

> charizard, tauros, pinsirs, and their trainers walked around to slowly

> encircle the cloaked stranger. The frightened towns‑people scattered

> about the area watched in terrified silence, thoughts of escape

> forgotten.

> "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" the woman raider asked

> scornfully. "Before you are roasted alive?"

Corey: (guy)Yes I do. I just killed a guy and a couple of pokémon and I can kill you, too. Do you?

Max: I'd clap if you weren't so stupid.

Corey: I'd punch you if I weren't so lazy.

Max: Sorry.

Her charizard snorted in

> anticipation, leaving rings of smoke to shine in the moonlight before

> they dissipated into the darkness.

> The black‑cloaked figure snapped his fingers. A tiny, shadowy form leaped

> out of the small brown backpack he wore to land by his feet.

> "Pikachu... I choose you."

Cozza: Something about this seems familiar.

Corey(sarcastically): Oh, gee, what could it be, um, let me see, Pikachu, um, guy, um, that equals, um...

Cozza: You're sayin' the guy's Ash?

Corey:(Bugs Bunny): neeeaah, could be.

The voice was soft but deep; the order barely

> carrying to them so it could be heard. There was a dangerous quality to

> it that sent a feeling of apprehension down the raiders' necks.

> Then they looked down at the cloaked stranger's pokemon. Next to its tall

> master it looked contrastingly small as it crouched, its head barely

> reaching the man's shin. It seemed to be an ordinary pikachu, an electric

> mouse with pointed ears and a long tail the shape of a lightning bolt.

> Except this one's colour was not a bright yellow with orange stripes, but

> full‑bodied, matt black. If it weren't for its round eyes glowing a

> bright cobalt‑blue and the light from the fires, it might have been

> perfectly camouflaged in the dark night as it crouched on all fours,

> jagged tail in the air.

Corey: A black Pikachu, eh? Interesting...

> She laughed out loud. "That's a weird pikachu, stranger, but Charizard

> will still roast that puny thing into oblivion! Charizard, Flamethrower!"

> The huge, red winged‑dragon rose up to its full height of twenty feet

> and inhaled sharply. A powerful wind arose, the air ruffling the

> stranger's cloak and causing the pointed ears of the black pikachu to

> sway back and forth. Then the charizard leaned forward and exploded a

> huge tongue of bright red flame towards the little black pokemon and its

> master.

> But suddenly the sound of electricity crackled in the night air and the

> fire was repelled by a shield of black electrical energy. It sparked and

> hissed violently as it deflected the flame harmlessly to the sides before

> winking out.

> "Pikachu. Lightning Vortex."

Cozza: Lightning What?!

> The little black pikachu nodded. Abruptly, the crackle of electricity

> returned and a dark eerie glow surrounded the small, strange pokemon.

> The raiders stepped backwards, startled. They had never seen the like of

> this attack before.

> A sharp wind began to kick up and rotate around the pikachu and its

> master. Dust, leaves and debris from the destruction of the town's

> buildings began to stir and rise. Rocks and planks of wood lifted into

> the air.

> The charizard began to slide forward despite its huge weight. It grunted

> in confusion, then fear as it began to slide faster. It flapped its wings

> to take off, but that was a mistake as it was only pulled into the

> powerful winds that much faster. The raiders themselves began to get

> :inhaled, as well as everything around them that wasn't securely attached

> to the ground. The tauros squealed

Max: Like a piggy.

as it scrabbled backward, hooves

> digging into the dirt. However the wind was becoming much too strong.

> "What the devil of an attack is this?"

All: That's what we'd like to know.

the charizard's trainer shouted in

> confusion as she tried to claw herself through the air and back to the

> ground. It was useless. The velocity of the pokemon‑made tornado picked

> up speed and soon the town was just a revolving blur to the raiders and

> their pokemon as they spun around wildly.

> Then the pikachu screamed, "PIKA!" and a ring of destructive lightning

> exploded from the centre of the vortex ‑ from the pikachu itself. A flash

> of darkest energy was seen and the raiders and their pokemon knew no

> more.

> <><><>

Max: Flying saucers.

Seth: With jagged edges.

> The cloaked figure and the pikachu stood in silence. Around them, the

> ring of raiders and their pokemon lay unconscious, if not dead, smoking,

> some even on fire. The charizard was definitely dead, its body ripped in

> two distinct pieces, the severed ends, blackened and frayed. The smell

> of cooked meat and dissipated electricity hung heavily in the night air.

> "Good work, Pikachu."

> The little black electric mouse stood up on its hind legs. "Pii." It

> jumped back into the backpack, its small head poking out the top.

> The towns‑people began to approach them wearily despite their instincts

> to just flee from a man who revealed himself as so dangerous. A

> white‑haired older man who was most probably their leader or Mayor was in

> the lead.

> "T‑That was most impressive." He looked at the pikachu staring curiously

> at him from its perch on the stranger's backpack and shivered. How could

> such a small pokemon be that powerful? He shook his head and regarded the

> cloaked stranger again. "B‑But, who are you?"

Cozza: (guy) I'm Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town!

Max: Uhh, we don't know it's him, and even if it was, judging by his attacks, I don't think he would say that.

Cozza: Why not?

Max:....Uhhh, I dunno.

> The stranger lifted his hand towards the hood covering his head and

> slowly removed it, settling it back behind his shoulders. It revealed a

> handsome, young man's face, who seemed to be in his early twenties,

> although his golden‑brown eyes seemed older than their time.

> The night wind picked up again, blowing the smoke of the ruined village

> in the background. It ruffled the stranger's longish black hair, causing

> it to fall half across his face and obscure part of his vision.

> He blew the lock of hair out of his eyes with an upturned lip and a gust

> of breath. He answered them. "I am Ash."

Cozza: Hah, I knew it was him.

Corey (sarcastic): Gee, what gave you that idea? The backpack or the Pikachu.

Cozza: Actually, It was the pokémon concept. You can't have a pokémon fic without Ash.

Corey: ......... Yeeeah.

> <><><>

Cozza: Zap, zap, zap. Dang, missed.

Corey: You suck, they're not moving!

Cozza: I wasn't trying.

Corey(sarcastic and smirking): Sure you weren't...

> Warm healing light from the morning sun bathed itself over the small

> half‑destroyed town. Despite this the air was still freezing cold,

> causing the villagers to shiver slightly as they worked hard at repairing

> their homes. The raiders had caused such extensive damage that it would

> be some time before the town recovered if at all. But at times like

> these, people could only try. The sound of hammers ringing on anvils

> reverberated loudly in the still air and the sawing of wood echoed among

> the destroyed buildings.

> Ash sighed as he warmed one of his hands on the fire and sipped

> some tea from a mug in the other. Leaning back on to the rough

> trunk of a tall tree, he combed the hair out of his eyes. Hard to believe

> this had once been Pallet Town. It had been so long. Now he knew no one.

> They were all strangers.

> He closed his eyes. He was a stranger.

> A giggle interrupted his internal monologue and he sighed again. Would

> these kids ever leave him alone? He opened his eyes to observe the crowds

> of children, infants and teenagers alike as they scampered around his

> campsite at the edge of the raided town and the forest.

> "Does that cloak mean it's true you're a Pokemon Master?"

> "Why don't you have any more poke‑balls?"

> "Silly, he's only got one pokemon."

> "How come you only have one pokemon?"

> "I've never heard of a Master with only one pokemon."

Cozza: What's wrong with having only one pokémon, huh?!

> "Mister, why is your pikachu a weird colour?"

> And the questions they asked. He couldn't believe he had been this

> noisy as a kid. He must have really been annoying.

Corey: He was.

> Pikachu, for his part, calmly munched on his apple as he stared into the

campfire. "Pika‑pii..."

> Then a new voice spoke up. "I've heard about the one with the black, or

> 'shadow' pikachu." It was a skeptical woman who had been observing them

> from afar for some time but only now had come closer. She was a pretty,

> blonde woman who most probably had turned the heads of many men.

> Ash ignored her, his whimsical mood darkening, and looked down to

> contemplate the bubbles in his tea.

> "It is said that he was unbeatable and that he was once the top trainer

> in the Pokemon League."

> The kids hearing this, fell to silence. They began to look at him

> fearfully. Some even began to step backward.

> "Then one day he disappeared..."

> Ash put his mug down, picked up his long cloak and stood up. It was time

> for him to leave. It was always time for him to leave.

Corey: He had a busy schedule.

He looked up to

> find that all of the children had made their escape.

> However, one of the teenagers was still there. "Mister, I don't believe

> for one instant you were one of the evil Pokemon League," she said

> forcefully. It was the girl he had saved from last night. "No one who was

> one of them could be as heroic and handsome as you are..."

> The blonde woman sucked in her breath. "You don't know who you're talking

to..."

> Ash just began to roll up his sleeping bag impassively. "She is right.

> You do not know me." He clenched his black‑gloved fist and stared at it,

> his thoughts a thousand miles away. "You do not know me at all."

> <><><>

Seth: Time to get out the bug zapper.

Voice: We don't have one.

Seth: What? Talk about cheap.

Voice: Let's just continue with the fic instead, shall we?

Seth: .........

> Seemingly permanently hidden behind its dense layer of grey clouds, the

> afternoon sun slowly slid across its downward trajectory along the sky.

> Although the wind was beginning to pick up speed, ruffling Ash's cloak

> and hood, the deserted ruins of the city were silent. Almost too silent.

> Not even the insects were chirping their songs, though overgrown foliage

> was plentiful among the stones. Ash shrugged his black cloak around his

> shoulders slightly, loosening it. There might be a battle soon. Someone

> was following him. And it seemed ... like with hostile intent.

> "Chu..." Pikachu said sadly from atop Ash's left shoulder as he looked

> around at the debris that used to be Viridian City. Ash understood

> Pikachu's sadness. This place held memories for him too. It was the first

> city he had reached back in his training days. If not for Nurse Joy,

> Pikachu would not be here now, and most likely he would not be here

> either. Most likely, dead. He and Pikachu had stuck by each other through

> thick and thin.

> Ash stared at the broken‑down wall of one of the old buildings. In fact

> that was probably part of the Pokemon Center which had saved Pikachu's

> life. Now this city was nothing but a deserted forest of crumbling

> rubble. Even the air smelled dead. It was just like all the other major

> cities that had been destroyed back in the Dark Pokemon Wars. A cloud of

> dust was picked up by the wind and he held his hand over his nose and

> mouth as it passed.

> He could still feel the itch on the back of his neck. Whoever it was, was

> still following them. It kept a safe distance and didn't seem to be

> advancing on them... Yet.

> Pikachu's ears pricked up. "Pika?"

> Ash turned to the little pokemon riding on his shoulder. "Yes, there's

> someone following us, Pikachu. But they seem to be keeping back‑"

>"PIKA!"

>The crumbling stone wall they had been walking parallel to abruptly

> exploded with a hail of sharp rocks. Shrapnel and rubble showered over

> them in a spiked, painful rain as a massive object crashed through with a

> rumble the sound of thunder.

> "What?" Ash grunted, as he quickly threw Pikachu away to safety, just in

> time, before he was smashed back painfully, to roll sideways along the

> gravel of the old road. After rolling away at what he thought a

> sufficient distance, he swung to his feet, jumped and backflipped away

> to land on top of the opposite wall. He threw the hood of his cloak back

> and brushed his hand across his temple. He felt the slight stickiness of

> blood.

> "Pikachu! To me!" His small companion leaped to land on his left shoulder

> once again. Then he turned to the scene of the attack with narrowed eyes.

Corey: To me, my board, er, I mean Pikachu.

> Dust was floating around everywhere. It was hard to even make out the

> wall they had been walking next to. He raised his hand to shelter his

> face as he quickly searched. He had not even sensed this threat. Which

> meant the attacker was one of *them*.

> Finally the dust settled. There was a gaping trench in the wall and next

> to it lay a huge, brown boulder about a dozen feet across. Then with a

> loud creaking of stone, thick, grey limbs began to sprout from the

> massive rock. Large claws as sharp as daggers extended from the

> newly‑made appendages and a snake‑like head grew from the centre of what

> would be its torso. The eyes on the rocky, serpent head, suddenly

> swivelled open. They were an angry red ‑ the colour of blood.

> "TRAITOR," the head hissed.

> "Golemdor," Ash acknowledged, turning his body slightly sideways in alert

> preparation.

Cozza: I guess it was a Golem, then.

Seth: Yep... whatever that is.

> "IT WAS YOU WHO INTERFERED WITH THE RAID ON THE PALLET

> SETTLEMENT YESTERDAY. YOU HAVE BEEN A LOOSE CANNON

> TOO LONG, ASHURA. TODAY IT ENDS. YOU SHALL FINALLY PAY

> FOR YOUR TREACHERY."

Max: What is this, First he's Ash, now he's Ashura? What's going on.

Corey: I think it's just an evil nickname to strike fear in the hearts of others. I mean, when you hear Ashura, you think ... 'death'. When you hear Ash, it sounds like he's dead.

Max: I get ya. Ash is such a crap name, Ace decided to make it longer to make it sound cool

Seth: Shouldn't have bothered.

All(nodding): Yeeeaaah.

> "I think not."

> The red serpentine eyes swivelled to Pikachu who was sitting on Ash's

> shoulder. "I SEE YOU ARE STILL TRAVELLING WITH THE LITTLE ONE." It

> focused on Pikachu completely. "YOU COULD HAVE HAD POWER LIKE THE REST

> OF US. WHY DO YOU TRAVEL WITH THE ASSASSIN?"

> "Pika‑pikachu!" Pikachu chattered angrily from atop his shoulder. Ash

> narrowed his eyes at the mention of the name the Golem had called him.

> "YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO POKEMON‑KIND!" the Golem roared in response to

> whatever Pikachu had said. "EARTHQUAKE!" It lifted a huge stone fist and

> pounded the ground. The earth shook wildly as a large jagged crack

> rapidly approached the wall he was standing on. Ash leaped high into the

> air, tossing Pikachu to the side just before the quake reached it and

> reduced the stone wall to dust.

> As he landed softly upon the ground on one knee, a hand clutching a loose

> fold of his cloak steady, the massive Golem again pounded the earth in

> its Earthquake attack, this time using both of its fists. Ash was

> hard‑pressed to avoid the cracks of destruction heading his way as he

> turned a backward somersault then hand‑flipped smoothly across the ruins.

> He barely dodged the wildly‑shaking earth attacks that shredded the

> ground behind and below him like a rapid jack‑hammer.

> Then he exhaled in pain as a piece of rock shaped like a dagger

> flew up and embedded itself into his leg. He landed painfully and slid

> along on his chest, the gravel digging into the palms of his hands.

Cozza: That's gotta hurt.

> "Chu!" Pikachu shouted in alarm, leaping to distract the huge Golem.

> Black lightning began to spark from his cheeks. "Pika pi!"

> The Golem grunted as it stopped its Earthquake attack. "DIE," it

> rasped as the huge animalistic boulder began to charge the small pokemon.

>The ground rumbled from its immense weight.

> Ash looked up in apprehension. "Pikachu!"

> "PIKA!" Pikachu cried, body crackling violently as it sent a powerful

> black thunderbolt toward the oncoming Golem. However, despite the extreme

> strength of the dark electric attack, it dissipated harmlessly over the

> rock pokemon's stony‑hard body. The huge, limbed boulder continued

> forward in its mad charge.

> "No!" Ash called out desperately.

Corey: (Ash) not my dance partner. First Misty leaves me, now this.

Cozza: Whatever did happen to Misty?

Corey: [shrugs] I dunno.

Exhaling a breath in pain, he ripped

> out the piece of stone shrapnel from his leg, then leaped forward,

> knocking Pikachu out of the way. The Golem careened past and screamed in

> frustration at missing its intended target. After skidding to a stop, it

> looked at Ash lying on the ground nearby with a malevolent

> gleam in its blood‑red eyes. It grabbed him with one of its huge

> rock‑like fists and pain exploded in his torso as its tight grip began

> to squeeze the life out of him.

Corey: The sad life that it is.

Cozza: You take that back!

Corey:.........No.

Cozza (in a huff): Fine.

> "NOW YOU DIE," the Golem chuckled. It opened its palm slightly to allow

> access to the front of Ash's body and then, snorting in rough laughter,

> gave him two massive punches into his chest with its free arm before

> tossing him away like a broken toy. Ash uncontrollably flipped in midair

> then crashed on the hard ground with a muted thump on his back and

> continued to slide painfully away. His cloak ripped in several places as

> the rocky and jagged ground's friction took its toll, before a large

> piece of stony rubble stopped his momentum with a crunching sound.

> Feeling like his chest had caved in and died, Ash coughed and spat out a

> mixture of blood and saliva as he lay on the ground and rolled over.

> Slowly, he got up on his hands and knees, shaking furiously. "Now you've

> gotten me angry, Golemdor. And you'll see just why they called me the

> Assassin." His voice was low and calm. His voice was death.

Corey: No it wasn't, it was just low and calm. How can a voice be an object.

Seth: Sound solidifiers

Corey:.........Oooohhhkaaayyy.

> The Golem looked at him in confusion. It had expected the human to be

> lifeless. Dead. Granted, this one had once been a Pokemon Master in the

> Pokemon League, but at the heart of things, he was still a puny human.

> It had given enough blows into its chest to shatter concrete, let alone

> bone.

> "HOW CAN YOU STILL BE ALIVE?"

Corey: That's a good question.

Cozza: Duh, he's ASH!

Corey: ......So?

> "That's a question you'll soon be asking yourself!' Ash cried, before

> flipping to his feet and streaking forward so fast that his form

> blurred into a live shadow. The Golem tried to dodge, but it was much

> to slow to avoid the massive step‑roundhouse kick aimed at its legs,

> then another and another. Dust rose as with each hit, the Golem was

> knocked backward.

> But the Golem seemed unperturbed.

Seth: Un-What?

"FOOL! YOU CANNOT

> HOPE TO DAMAGE ME," it taunted as each hit seemed to fail to

> affect it. But it began to feel apprehension at the furious attack the

> human displayed. After all, back in the Dark Pokemon Wars, this one

> had gained a reputation...

> Ash paused in his rapid attack, standing on one heel, before seeming to

> make the very light bend around his fore‑knuckle fist as he struck

> forward with a single massive blow, scoring directly across both thick,

> rocky legs. Then he leaped backward, high in the air, before flipping

> around with a one and a half twist and landing lightly on an intact

> section of the wall. The sound of his boots striking the stone was

> non‑existent.

> "You were already dead from the first hit," he stated calmly, as the

> folds of his cloak settled around him.

> Too calmly, the Golem suddenly worried.

Seth: How can you calmly worry.

Corey: When he said 'Too calmly' he was probably referring to Ash.

Seth: Good point.

Time seemed to stand still. "WHAT

> HAVE YOU DONE ‑ NOOO!" Its legs abruptly gave way from underneath it as

> they crumbled into dust like the fine sand of an hourglass. The torso of

> the boulder‑like pokemon cracked at the loss of its support and toppled

> over to land on its back. "IMPOSSIBLE! THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE! I AM

> INDESTRUCTIBLE!" It tried to lift itself up by the use of its remaining

> arms, but lost balance and fell over again.

Corey:(Nelson Muntz) Ha ha.

> Ash held his right arm out horizontally and Pikachu landed on it.

> "We shall see." He threw Pikachu high into the air. "Finish it! Thunder

> Shatter!"

> Midair, the little pikachu rolled into ball and began to emit a dark

> light.

Max: Don't you mean 'a' ball?

> "FOOLS! I AM IMPERVIOUS TO ELECTRICAL ATTACKS."

> "PIKA!" The air around the pikachu suddenly roared with thunder and began

> to spark black lightning as it descended towards the Golem.

> "WHA‑WHAT IS THIS?" it shouted in alarm as the small pokemon collided

> into its chest with a spray of stone shrapnel and shot into its body like

> a bullet through flesh. When the pikachu had fully entered its rocky

> torso, the Golem started to vibrate madly, pebbles and rocks falling away

> from its skin.

Seth: So, Pikachu turned into a vibrator.

Corey: ......That's just sick.

"WHA‑WHAT MA‑MANNER O‑OF A‑ATTACK I‑IS T‑THI‑"

> It didn't get to finish its question.

Corey: So I will, What manner of attack 'is' this?

Max: A super-duper mega attack with enough power to DESTROY THE WORLD.

Corey: Ok, now you're going a bit 'too' far.

The Golem's body turned black and

> its body began to invert into itself as if it were trying to implode.

> Then the rumble of thunderclaps and flashes of black lightning exploded

> from within it and instead the Golem was ripped apart into countless tiny

> pieces of rock and dust.

> When the thunder stopped cracking, all that was left in the centre of the

> explosion was the little black pikachu. A ring of grey and brown dust and

> rock lay piled around in a circle. The Golem's snake‑like head rested a

> dozen feet away, before it too crumbled, like wet sand, into a fine dark

> powder.

> "Pikachu... Return." The small electric mouse leaped back onto Ash's

> backpack.

> There was the sound of clapping. Ash quickly turned around from his

> position standing on the wall to see a person dressed and hooded in a

> long Master's cloak like his save it was blue. He or she was leaning on

> one of the toppled walls of a destroyed building lazily applauding him

> with their hands. He studied the slender figure more closely. She.

Cozza: So she's a girl

Max: All signs point to that, yes.

> "Only a true Pokemon Master could defeat one of the eight Master Pokemons

> of the Pokemon League."

> That voice. His eyes narrowed even as something he had thought long

> forgotten began to arise within his chest. No, it couldn't be. "And who

> are you to make such observations?" he asked softly.

> Not answering him, the blue‑cloaked figure slowly began to approach, aqua

> eyes beginning to become visible within the depths of her shadowy hood.

> Suddenly she leaped up to join him on the wall so abruptly that he was

> completely unprepared for what she did next.

> She kissed him.

All: WOAH!

Corey. .........I don't think any of us expected 'that'.

> But it was not a loving kiss, nor even one of liking. It was a hard kiss,

> the type that punished.

Seth: mmmmmbdshmmmmlkwtydtthtglmmmmmthtwsntvrnce... [translation: Bad Ash, look what you did to that Golem, that wasn't very nice.]

Max: That didn't make sense.

Seth: Not to you, it didn't.

> He broke away from her, feeling the slight coppery taste of his own

> blood upon his tongue and maybe some of hers, and stood still. He gave no

> outward reaction.

> The aqua eyes studied him for a while with an emotion he couldn't

> identify. Finally she answered him. "You know who I am." The hood was

> pushed back to reveal glorious long red hair to float behind a hauntingly

> beautiful face.

Corey: Freakishly Pretty.

Cozza: Is that good or bad?

Max: Probably bad.

Seth: Not if she has big tits.

[Everyone else each throws a pillow at Seth who is knocked over the back of the lounge]

> And then the hurt was fully remembered, unbidden, before it changed. To

> hatred. It welled up in his chest, so powerful it seemed to consume his

> soul. Abruptly it was replaced by emptiness. He had thought he would

> never see her again.

Corey: I guess that's why it's called "Returns".

Max: Why doesn't Ace call it, “Comeback”?

Corey: Why would he?

Max:.........Uhhh, Gooood Pooiiintt.

> His voice when it came was a dead tone. "Hello, Misty."

All (but Seth): HUH?

> Her eyes, framed by long dark lashes, flashed as cold as an iceberg.

> "Mistaria," she corrected. "And I see you haven't forgotten me."

Corey: Does that answer you're question, Coz?

Cozza: Not really, Misty's there, but it still doesn't explain what happened to her.

Corey: Good point.

> *** End of Part 1

Seth: [manages to stand up] WOO HOO! It's all over.

Max: Actually, 'End Part 1 suggests that there will be more.

Seth.........D'oh!

> __________________________________________________________________

Corey:(Bart) Uh, Line.

> POKEDEX

> __________________________________________________________________

Corey:(Bart) Um...Line.

> SHADOW PIKACHU

> Type 1 ‑ Shadow

> Type 2 ‑ Electricity

> Attack : Lightning Vortex

> Type : Electricity / Flying

> A powerful hurricane is formed around the Pikachu. When the opponents are

> sucked inside, a ring of destructive electrical energy is exploded outward.

> Attack : Thunder Shatter

> Type : Electricity / Normal

> Pikachu rolls into a ball and glows with a black light before entering

> the victim's body. The victim then vibrates and explodes, leaving the

> Pikachu in its place. Effective against rock.

> __________________________________________________________________

Corey: There it goes again.

Seth: What was that for.

Max: I think it was for future fanboys and girls.

Seth: Then watching that part was pointless.

Cozza: You watched it?

Seth: .........Uhhh, nnnnnohhwww.

> Notes:

Corey: (Chief Wiggum) Let me just write this up on my invisible typewriter. Nah, nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah.

> Welcome to Pokemon Master...

Corey: Please to meet you.........I've got to go now.

> Ace Sanchez

Emails :

[Video stops]

Voice: That's some stuff you don't need to know.

Max: We'll take you're word for it.

Voice: Well.

Cozza: Well, what?

Voice: What did you think of it?

Max: I'll go first. It was alright, I guess, except it was too descriptive and boring. most of it wasn't understandable, the vocabulary was too expert for us.

Voice: ...Yeah, I guess so

Seth: I go with his. Plus, the plot was all over the place. You'd have to run the story in your mind a lot of times to actually get it.

Voice: Yeah, there's that. Maybe ...

Cozza: I liked it because it's got Ash in it, oh, and Pikachu. Except for the rescue of that girl, and other bits and pieces, that's it, though.

Voice: Uh, huh. And you, Corey.

Corey: Er, what, oh uh, It was alright, I guess, A bit far out, if you know what I mean, Although I'd have to admit that I always wanted to see what Ash would be like with power and such. I'd have to say that It had a lot of flaws, but not as much as a lot of the fics I've read. It had bad language and violence in it, too, so it was pretty good.

Voice: Well put.

Corey: Now can we go. I have things to do.

Cozza: Like what?

Corey: I dunno.

Cozza: Sounds Interesting.

Voice: Yes, you may go.

Max: Wait, when do we get paid.

Voice: Uhhhh, today’s pay will be sent to you within twenty-four hours.

Corey: Good. I'm outta here.

[Corey Leaves]

Max: Yeah, so are we.

Seth: Right.

[Max and Seth leave]

Cozza: And I've gotta go train with my Bulbasaur.

[Cozza leaves]

[silence. The lights go out, the TV and computer turn off.]

Voice: Well, I'm all alone.....Oh, well...

[Suddenly, a porn show comes on the TV]

Voice: Now this is more like it, heh heh heh.

Email: coramaximus@hotmail.com

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Pokémon Master was written by Ace Sanchez.

Ace Sanchez

Emails : jsanchez@bigpond.net.au

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Note from ME...: Don't be too harsh, it's only my first MSTing (If that is a word...). Hope you enjoyed it. I'd have to admit, I did enjoy writing it. Go riff some fanfics yourself, it's fun ^-^.

CRSinclair

C. Sinclair – Author, and owner of

Coramaximus

and it’s concept.

> The aqua eyes studied him for a while with an emotion he couldn't

> identify. Finally she answered him. "You know who I am." The hood was

> pushed back to reveal glorious long red hair to float behind a hauntingly

> beautiful face.

Corey: Freakishly Pretty.

Cozza: Is that good or bad?

Max: Probably bad.

Seth: Not if she has big tits.

[Everyone else each throws a pillow at Seth who is knocked over the back of the lounge]