⚠️ Warning: Long Chapter Ahead!
This chapter contains deep emotional bonds, development arcs, and detailed interactions as Ash reconnects with all his Pokémon in Professor Oak's backyard. Expect intimate insights, power growths, and story-based lore reveals that highlight the full scope of Ash's journey so far. Grab a snack—this one's packed!
As Ash stood amidst the warm breeze and soft sunlight of Professor Oak's backyard, a wave of nostalgia swept through him. Pokémon of all shapes and sizes wandered about freely, basking in the tranquil morning. But this moment wasn't just about a reunion—it was a moment to measure growth. With his system interface silently active in his mind, Ash began checking on his Pokémon's progress one by one, pride swelling in his chest.
[System Interface – Active]
Scanning: Pidgeot♀️ (Golden Alpha Variant)Level: 49Ash smiled as he watched his majestic Pidgeot soaring high above the clouds. Her radiant golden feathers shimmered under the sunlight, easily distinguishing her from other Pidgeot. She had improved by four levels since their last training session—a testament to her relentless spirit and bond with Ash.
"She's really getting stronger," Ash whispered with admiration.
Scanning: Gyarados ♂️✨ (Shiny Variant)Level: 65Down by the pond, the gleaming crimson body of his Shiny Gyarados stirred the waters as it coiled and basked in the morning sun. The Pokémon had leapt forward nearly seven levels, showing just how far it had come since their intense battles across Kanto.
Ash chuckled softly. "Looks like those tough fights paid off, huh buddy?"
Scanning: Blastoise ♂️Level: 61Nearby, his newly evolved Blastoise was sparring gently with a group of Squirtle under a tree's shade, clearly taking on a mentor-like role. After the grueling battle with Giovanni, the once-proud Wartortle had evolved into a powerful Blastoise, showing off its heavy cannons and tactical mind. A two-level increase might not seem much, but the power boost was undeniable.
Ash watched him with thoughtful eyes. "That fight changed a lot for you… didn't it?"
Scanning: Charizard ♂️Level: 74
Ash turned his gaze toward the cliffside training area Oak had set up for his more intense battlers. There, under the mid-morning sun, was Charizard, his wings flared wide as he launched into a powerful aerial maneuver, flames trailing from his mouth in a controlled stream of fire.
But there was a hint of melancholy in the way he moved—a restrained fury, a silence between bursts of strength.
Ash sighed softly, his heart tugging.
After returning from the past… and failing to see Cynthia's Garchomp—a Pokémon who, to Ash's surprise and quiet admiration, had become more than just a rival to his Charizard—it had left a noticeable dent in the fire-type's spirit. Garchomp had become a symbol of competition, of passion, and perhaps... something more personal.
Still, despite the disappointment, Charizard had refused to mope.
He trained. Harder than ever.
And now, his efforts had borne fruit.
"Level 74…" Ash murmured, eyes shining with pride. "You're stronger than ever."
Charizard noticed his Trainer watching and gave a short snort, trying to mask the subtle wag of his tail with a proud glare.
Ash chuckled. "Still acting tough, huh? But I know you. You miss her."
Charizard looked away for a moment before giving a low growl of acknowledgement. It wasn't weakness—it was longing. But instead of letting it slow him down, Charizard had turned it into fuel.
Ash stepped forward. "When the time's right, you'll see her again. And you'll be even stronger."
Charizard roared in response, a pillar of flame shooting into the sky.
From the nearby garden, Amber squealed and clapped her hands excitedly, watching in awe as the fire lit the sky.
"Big bro! That one's sooo cool!" she cheered, waving at Charizard.
Charizard blinked, then gave a reluctant smile—just a twitch of his mouth—as he lowered his head in her direction, puffing out a harmless cloud of smoke as if saying, "You're alright, kid."
Ding![Krabby – Level 28]
The system panel appeared in Ash's mind, highlighting the stark truth. Of all his Pokémon, Krabby had the lowest level. Not because he was weak, but because Ash hadn't made the time.
"I haven't trained you… not like I should've," Ash muttered, brows knitting with guilt. "You deserve better."
Krabby blinked, then let out a soft bubbling sound—not annoyed, but curious. As if to say, "Then what now?"
Ash clenched his fist, then smiled and reached into his bag, placing down the Krabby Experience Ball he had recently received.
"This," he said, holding it up, "is for you. It'll help you catch up a little. But I swear—from today, I'm gonna train you seriously. No more sidelines."
Krabby twitched in surprise, then stood taller—his pincers raised with enthusiasm. He clicked twice, eyes shimmering. Challenge accepted.
Ash chuckled and patted the shell lightly. "We'll get there. You've got potential—I can feel it. And this time, I won't let you down."
From a few feet away, Amber and Eevee watched the quiet moment. The girl nudged Eevee with a grin. "Big bro's really talking to everyone like they're family, huh?"
Eevee wagged its tail in agreement.
Ash turned toward the smaller pool near the flower patches, where a glittering shiny Horsea swam in tight circles, occasionally shooting precise water jets into the air.
[Scanning: Horsea ♂️ | Level: 32]
Ash smiled. "Almost there, huh?" he whispered. Horsea chirped happily, swimming faster at the mention of evolution.
The system panel confirmed it: Horsea was evolution-ready.
Ash knelt. "Just a bit more training and you'll become a Seadra… Maybe even a Kingdra one day."
Horsea spun like a whirlpool, clearly excited.
Next, Ash approached the butterfly grove near the back fence where his Butterfrees had nested. The moment he arrived, his male Butterfree zipped toward him with triumphant sparkles in his eyes. Behind him, the elegant shiny female Butterfree fluttered more slowly, shy and glowing with a soft blue shimmer.
Ash noticed the small, translucent Butterfree eggs nestled in a bed of soft moss near their tree.
"Whoa!" Ash exclaimed. "You guys laid eggs?! That's amazing!"
The male Butterfree puffed up proudly, then began a full-blown aerial dance, zipping and spinning like a performer. In his excitement, he accidentally bonked into his mate, knocking her gently to the ground.
"B-butter…free…" she mumbled bashfully, blushing as she turned away.
Ash chuckled. "Still as dramatic as ever."
[Levels Updated]
Male Butterfree ♂️ – Level: 49
Shiny Female Butterfree ♀️ – Level: 35
He gave both a gentle pat and whispered, "Take care of your babies, you two. I'm proud of you."
Then came the most chaotic section of Oak's backyard: the Ghost Gang—Gastly, Haunter, and two Gengars.
A black tent with comedy posters stood near the shed, a clear sign that Ash had kept his promise: a weekly Ghost Comedy Show, hosted by his mischievous trio. The ghosts were already floating around in slapstick chaos—one Gastly had taken Oak's glasses, Haunter wore a bowtie, and the two Gengars were preparing to launch into a fake horror act for Amber and Eevee.
Professor Oak stood nearby, a towel over his shoulder, smiling with sweat dripping. "They've been unstoppable since you made this their spotlight."
Amber clapped her hands with glee as one Gengar mimicked Ash dramatically getting zapped by Pikachu. The entire group erupted into laughter—except for Pikachu, who folded its arms with a pout.
Ash couldn't stop laughing either.
[Levels Updated]
Gastly ♂️ – Level: 40
Haunter ♂️ – Level: 47
Gengar ♂️ – Level: 49
Ash gave a thumbs-up to the Ghost Gang. "Keep the crowd smiling, you guys!"
After finishing his check on the ghost comedy troupe, Ash walked toward a familiar willow tree that stood a little apart from the rest of the yard. Resting under its shade was his talking Gastly—the one he had met back at Maiden's Peak.
The spectral Pokémon floated calmly, its eyes half-lidded with serenity and wisdom. The moment Ash approached, it opened its mouth with a smirk and spoke telepathically into his mind.
"So… Pallet Town suits me more than haunting lonely cliffs and lovelorn ghosts, wouldn't you agree?"
Ash chuckled, "Guess so. How's life been treating you here?"
Gastly floated closer, circling Ash slowly. "Peaceful. Productive. And honestly… choosing you as my Trainer back then might've been the best decision of my unlife."
Ash grinned, his hand resting on his belt. "Glad to hear it."
[Scanning: Talking Gastly ♂️ | Level: 82]
Though the number had only risen by one since their last encounter, Ash knew better than to underestimate the effort. "At your level, even a single level-up means you've been working hard."
Gastly gave a smug grin and floated upward with a ghostly twirl. "Power isn't everything. But knowing I'm the strongest Gastly in town? That's a vibe."
As Ash moved on, the next scene made him pause in awe. Near the open clearing, a fully-evolved Blastoise stood tall and proud, flanked by four Wartortles—his once-scrappy Squirtle Squad, now upgraded in both rank and role.
The Wartortles stood in formation like soldiers, each wearing a custom insignia shellplate, similar to their leader's. One twirled its shades; another practiced a Hydro Pump technique; a third stood ready with a hose-like nozzle.
Professor Oak, noticing Ash's reaction, nodded with pride. "They've become Pallet Town's honorary Fire Brigade—quick responders, and very popular with the townsfolk."
The townspeople often brought them berries, and children would play with them after drills. Their water discipline and teamwork were unmatched now.
The Blastoise, once the spunky leader of a delinquent squad, gave Ash a firm nod, his eyes gleaming with responsibility. Ash returned it with a fist over his chest—one soldier to another.
[Levels Updated]
Wartortle #1 ♂️ – Level: 35
Wartortle #2 ♂️ – Level: 36
Wartortle #3 ♂️ – Level: 37
Wartortle #4 ♂️ – Level: 38
Blastoise ♂️ (Squirtle Squad Leader) – Level: 61
Ash whispered with a grin, "From rebels to rescue heroes… You've come a long way, guys."
The Wartortles lined up and performed a synchronized Hydro Salute, splashing a small rainbow in the morning sun that made Amber clap joyfully.
Ash looked toward the sky. "You guys are proof that even the wildest Pokémon can become legends in their own way."
They all gave him spooky-salutes in return, their eyes glowing with joy and loyalty.
Next up was a mischievous shadow that zipped through the yard, darting between Pokémon and making playful faces as it passed. Before Ash could even scan, he already recognized the deep chuckle echoing through the clearing.
"Gengaaa~!"
From behind a berry tree, Gengar burst out in a spinning, phantom somersault and landed dramatically right in front of Ash—tongue out, hands flared.
Ash laughed. "Still the same as ever, huh?"
This wasn't just any Gengar. This was the Gengar he received from the system's time capsule—a ghost of strength and loyalty from another era, and one who had quickly become one of Ash's most reliable powerhouses.
Amber, curious and fearless, rushed toward the big purple ghost with sparkling eyes. "Big ghosty! Wanna play?!"
Gengar's red eyes lit up with joy, and he happily lifted her up into the air, gently floating her above the yard as she squealed in delight. Pikachu and Eevee joined in the play as Gengar shifted into various goofy shapes—giant balloon, creepy pumpkin, even a balloon version of Professor Oak, which made the real Oak blink in amused disbelief.
Ash smiled at the scene, then opened the system interface in his mind.
[Pokémon: Gengar ♂️]
Level: 78
Ability: Cursed Body(mutated)
Potential: Champion
Moves: Shadow Ball, Sludge Bomb, Dark Pulse, Destiny Bond, Will-o-Wisp, Dazzling Gleam
Intimacy: 255 (Max)
Held Item: Poison Orb
Ash nodded with pride. "You've gotten even stronger, huh? I'm proud of you, buddy."
Gengar winked and floated over, bumping Ash's fist with his stubby hand before returning to make Amber laugh with more ghostly antics.
Professor Oak observed, his expression thoughtful. "Ash, the synergy you have with your Pokémon… it's something special. That Gengar—he's far beyond what most Trainers can handle, and yet he plays like a big softie with Amber."
Ash grinned. "He's not just strong. He's family."
The wind rustled through the trees, and the yard was alive with the sound of laughter, water splashes, and Pokémon cries—each one celebrating being part of Ash's team.
As the tour of Ash's team continued, a subtle hum of psychic energy spread through the backyard. The breeze stilled momentarily, and even the other Pokémon paused slightly, sensing a calm and collected presence.
Emerging from the shade of an apricorn tree, Kadabra stood tall—his spoon glowing faintly, eyes closed in composed focus. The sharp flicker of psychic energy around him was precise, refined.
Ash's face lit up. "Kadabra!"
Without a word spoken, Kadabra's spoon glowed, and a soft, telepathic voice echoed directly into Ash's and Sabrina's minds:
"I have been waiting, Ash. I have grown much, and it's good to see you again."
Sabrina, arms crossed and smiling softly, stepped forward. "Your psychic control has matured impressively. You're even weaving aura into your base energy."
Kadabra nodded respectfully toward her. "You were my guide, after all."
Ash opened the system interface in his mind to check Kadabra's current stats:
[Pokémon: Kadabra ♂️]
Level: 50
Ash smiled. "Level 50 already. You've been working hard."
Kadabra gave a psychic pulse of gratitude and then did something rare—he briefly smiled with his eyes and offered a mental image of all the times Ash had believed in him, from the Saffron City encounter to the last battle before returning to Pallet Town.
Amber clung to Misty's arm and whispered, "That's a cool Pokémon… he talks with his mind!"
"Yeah," Misty nodded, watching the psychic aura shimmer, "and he's only going to get cooler."
Professor Oak observed closely, taking notes. "Fascinating… he's formed a telepathic bond that's evolved even without fully evolving. You've got quite the team, Ash."
Ash rubbed the back of his neck. "Guess I'm just lucky… or maybe it's destiny."
Sabrina shook her head, smiling. "No, Ash. It's the bond you share with them."
As Kadabra returned to his quiet meditation nearby, joining Gengar and the Ghost-types under a tree, the feeling of warmth and connection only grew stronger across the yard.
As Ash strolled further through the sun-dappled yard, the ground gave a slight tremor—an intense pressure, raw and primal, filled the air. From behind a cluster of rugged boulders leapt a figure, landing with a thud that startled a few nearby Pokémon.
It was Annihilape, eyes glowing faintly, his fists wrapped in spectral energy. His breath steamed, not from exhaustion, but from his relentless spirit. Ash grinned, placing a hand over his chest as the system screen opened before him.
[Pokémon: Annihilape ♂️]
Level: 45
Ash gave a low whistle. "Level 45 already, huh? You've really changed since you evolved from Primeape... You've gotten intense."
Annihilape's response was a sharp grin and a soft grunt, followed by a respectful bow toward Ash. Misty shivered slightly. "That guy still creeps me out… in a cool way."
"His evolution is powered by anger transcending death," Sabrina added, observing analytically. "Yet he has control. That's hard to master."
Amber, peeking from behind Ash's leg, cautiously waved. "H-Hi, Monkey-ghost!"
Annihilape blinked, then crouched, sticking out his fist gently for a bump. Amber giggled and tapped her fist against his.
From the shade of a nearby tree, a powerful figure let out a low, rumbling growl—Nidoking, glistening in his rare shiny violet-blue armor. His posture was calm, proud, and regal. Leaning casually against the tree, beside him sat Sabrina's Nidoqueen, elegantly composed.
The two Pokémon gave each other a knowing glance before Nidoking strode up to Ash, giving a firm nod.
Ash smirked and checked his stats next:
[Pokémon: Nidoking ♂️✨✨✨]
Level: 50
Professor Oak adjusted his not existed glasses. "Now that's a specimen. A shiny Nidoking in perfect condition… and paired with a Nidoqueen, no less. Seems he's quite the king after all!"
Sabrina looked over and smirked. "They train together often. And sometimes they do more than train."
Ash turned slightly red. "Uh… right. As long as they're happy."
Nidoking puffed his chest proudly, clearly showing off a little in front of his trainer and Nidoqueen. Amber was in awe. "He looks like a royal monster!"
"Yeah," Ash smiled warmly. "He's earned it."
The breeze picked up again as the tour of Ash's Pokémon continued, each step bringing memories, growth, and powerful bonds into the spotlight.
As the group passed the shaded tree where Nidoking and Nidoqueen rested, a faint but pleasant floral scent filled the air.
"Wait… what's that smell? It's nice!" Misty sniffed, pleasantly surprised.
Moments later, a massive purple sludge Pokémon—Muk—glided toward them with a cheerful gurgle, his normally pungent odor completely masked by the sweet aroma of the magical perfume he carried.
Ash smiled and pulled up Muk's stats on his system.
[Pokémon: Muk ♂️]
Level: 48
"Muk!" Ash greeted warmly. Muk responded with a happy gurgle and wrapped his gooey arms around Ash for a friendly, gentle hug—without any unpleasant smell escaping.
Everyone relaxed, smiling at the sweet, fresh-smelling affection.
Professor Oak chuckled. "I am still wondering how come your muk doen't emit bad smell, whatever he is very helpful to me any way."
Before more could be said, the ground began to rumble rhythmically.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
Suddenly, Tauros charged in full speed, kicking up dust as he skidded to a halt near the group, nostrils flaring and tails whipping proudly.
"Whoa! Heads up!" Ash called, laughing as Tauros stopped just in time.
Amber jumped up and down excitedly. "He's like a furry tank!"
Ash checked Tauros's stats next.
[Pokémon: Tauros ♂️]
Level: 45
"Still full of energy as always," Ash said, petting Tauros between his horns. Tauros snorted approvingly and nudged Ash affectionately.
Professor Oak smiled warmly. "A fine guardian of Pallet Town. Reliable and strong."
Amber ran up and hugged Tauros's leg. With a gentle flick of his tails, Tauros lifted her onto his back, making her squeal with joy.
The group shared laughter, surrounded by friendship and fresh scents, as Ash admired how well his Pokémon had grown.
As the laughter and joy continued, Ash's male Dragonair gracefully slithered into view from the edge of the backyard. His shimmering blue scales glistened in the sunlight, and his eyes locked onto the massive figure of the female Dragonite who was currently in the middle of a playful rampage — giving big, warm hugs to every Pokémon around.
Amber squealed in delight as Dragonite's huge orange arms enveloped Pikachu, Eevee, and even Mr. Mime in affectionate embraces. The sheer power and gentleness of the giant dragon made everyone smile.
The male Dragonair, however, kept his gaze fixed lovingly on Dragonite, clearly enamored by her majestic presence. His long, elegant body swayed softly, shedding a few sparkling scales as if signaling his affection.
Nearby, a second female Dragonair, caught by Sabrina during the Safari Zone adventure, watched the scene with a proud smile. She looked at the male Dragonair, her eyes full of motherly warmth and approval.
Ash pulled up their stats on his system, feeling a surge of pride.
[Pokémon: Dragonair ♂️]
Level: 45
[Pokémon: Dragonite ♀️]
Level: 92
Dragonite finished her hug-fest by gently cradling Ash in her huge arms, letting out a contented roar that echoed through the backyard. Everyone cheered, while the male Dragonair blushed beneath his shimmering scales.
Sabrina smiled softly, patting the female Dragonair on the head. "Your son is growing up well. Looks like he's found his inspiration."
Amber ran over and hugged the male Dragonair's slender neck. "You'll be as big and strong as her one day, right?"
Dragonair gave a soft nod, eyes sparkling with determination.
Ash laughed, clapping his hands. "Alright, let's keep going. So much more to see!"
With that, the happy family of Pokémon and trainers continued their joyous reunion under the warm sun, full of promise and adventure.
Next, Ash turned his attention to Shellder, the tough little Pokémon that Nurse Joy had gifted him after they had saved its life during a daring rescue mission. Shellder had grown strong and confident since then, now proudly holding its ground at level 40.
[Pokémon: Shellder ♂️]
Level: 40
Ash smiled as he recalled how stubborn Shellder had been, fiercely protective of its shell and yet fiercely loyal.
Beside him, the soft, melodious voice of Jigglypuff floated through the air. Ash had once helped her overcome her notorious singing problem—where her songs would cause people to fall asleep instantly. Now, she was the beloved singer of his team, her voice filled with emotion and precision. Jigglypuff had grown into a graceful and powerful performer, currently at level 45.
[Pokémon: Jigglypuff ♀️]
Level: 45
Nearby, Clefairy, recently caught and still adjusting to life with Ash, was quietly practicing its moves. Though its level had not yet increased, sitting firmly at 38, Ash saw great potential in the little fairy Pokémon. Amber had already taken a liking to Clefairy, and was happily playing with both Jigglypuff and Clefairy, giggling as they bounced and danced around.
[Pokémon: Clefairy ♀️]
Level: 38
Amber's laughter filled the backyard, her joy contagious as she hugged Jigglypuff and Clefairy, the two happily responding with soft chirps and playful spins.
Ash chuckled. "Looks like you two have found a new playmate."
The scene was warm and cheerful, the perfect mix of progress and companionship, as the day continued to brighten with every Pokémon's growth.
Next up was Aerodactyl, who soared proudly in his primal form—a permanent state that fascinated everyone, especially Professor Oak. The legendary Mega Evolution of Aerodactyl was still shrouded in mystery, but Oak's eyes gleamed with curiosity and eagerness to uncover its secrets.
[Pokémon: Aerodactyl ♂️]
Level: 68
Nearby, Professor Oak proudly showed off the prehistoric Pokémon he had carefully gathered and preserved in a special habitat arranged on the edge of his lab's backyard. This protected area was designed to keep the ancient species safe, providing them with an environment as close as possible to their natural habitat.
There were majestic Omanyte and Omastar, graceful Kabutops, and the small but resilient A Kabuto—all caught during the legendary Grandpa Canyon incident, a story Ash had heard many times but never forgot.
The Pokémon thrived there, a living link to the past, and Ash felt a rush of excitement imagining their history.
Professor Oak turned to Ash, his voice full of enthusiasm. "These ancient Pokémon hold clues to the origins of many species. Aerodactyl's primal form is something truly unique—one day, perhaps, we'll understand its true potential."
Ash nodded, glancing at Aerodactyl who gave a sharp screech, wings spread wide as if to confirm the promise of untapped power.
Amber's eyes sparkled as she watched the prehistoric Pokémon play and roam, marveling at the creatures that had once ruled the world so long ago.
As the breeze danced through the trees in Professor Oak's backyard, a chilling yet majestic presence slowly emerged beside Ash. The final Pokémon he released today wasn't just powerful—it was shrouded in myth and memory.
It was Hisuian Zoroark, a Pokémon not known to exist in the current era, glowing faintly with spectral energy.
[Pokémon: Hisuian Zoroark ♂️]
Level: 80
Potential: Ancient
Ability: Illusion, Cursed Body
Skills: Bitter Malice, Shadow Claw, Extrasensory, Aura Sphere, Dark Pulse, Nasty Plot
Intimacy: 255 (Max)
Held Item: Spell Tag
Professor Oak's eyes widened behind his glasses. "Ash… this… this Pokémon… I've never seen it in any known Pokédex records. Where did you find something like this?"
Ash remained silent for a second, the wind tousling his hair. He glanced at the white-maned fox beside him, then replied in a quiet, thoughtful tone. "Let's just say… it was during a journey, And it wasn't something I planned—it was something that chose me."
Misty and Sabrina looked away with soft expressions. They knew the truth—Ash had been cast into the distant past of the Sinnoh region, caught in a temporal distortion created by Dialga and palkia it. Then after solving the problem this Hisuian Zoroark was gifted by giratina after they sealed a cataclysm that could have unraveled time.
Ash didn't mention the most emotional part of that journey—meeting Cynthia in that era, not as the Champion she is now, but as a brilliant, fierce warrior of that ancient time. The bond they formed had grown deep, and though the time rift eventually pulled him back, her memory had never left his heart.
Zoroark, ever intuitive, stepped forward. His illusion shimmered faintly in the sunlight, but his sharp red eyes scanned the area with eerie awareness. When Professor Oak reached forward to examine him, Zoroark didn't growl or react—he simply stood tall, respectful but clearly wary.
Amber, oblivious to the weight of the moment, ran up gleefully. "Whoa! Is this a ghost or a fox? He looks so cool!"
Zoroark, surprisingly gentle, crouched slightly to let her pat his fluffy mane. A soft chuckle escaped him as he let Amber tug playfully at his fur. Her joy made Ash smile.
"Yeah," Ash said with warmth, his voice filled with nostalgia, "he's really special."
Oak folded his arms and nodded, still stunned. "There's so much the world doesn't know about yet… and you've seen it firsthand."
Ash said nothing more—he didn't need to. For now, the past was behind him… but something in his heart told him that Cynthia, too, was closer than he realized.
After the excitement of greeting his core team and family of Pokémon in Professor Oak's backyard, Ash took a quiet moment to himself. He didn't release them—some Pokémon weren't meant to be shown casually, not even in the presence of someone like Professor Oak.
He closed his eyes and accessed his system, mentally scanning the Pokéballs that rested deep within his belt pouch—the ones that radiated power, awe, and danger.
The Legendary Trio. 🔱 Zapdos ♂️
Ash's mind flickered back to that stormy night near the Power Plant en route to Fuchsia City. The air crackled with lightning, wild and untamed—the beast of thunder descended like judgment.His Gengar, then at Level 75, stood unfazed in the storm, shadow dancing around the bolts. It was a brutal fight—one of speed, strategy, and absolute willpower.
Ability: Pressure
Level: 86
Potential: Legendary
Skills: Thunder Shock, Thunder, Thunder Wave, Drill Peck, Charge Beam, Detect, Rain Dance
Intimacy: 255 (Max)
Item Carried: ⚡ Electric Tower — Boosts Electric-type moves by 70%, intensifies weather-based Electric surge effects.
"You were my first... You taught me what it meant to challenge a storm," Ash thought silently with a faint smile.
❄️ Articuno ♀️
The Seafoam Islands—the chilling cavern deep beneath Cinnabar's coastline. After a fierce battle with Blaine, Ash had gone seeking balance. What he found was a graceful, lethal force of nature.He challenged her not with brute force, but with calculated synergy. Zapdos, already bonded with him, soared against her—lightning met ice.When Articuno finally knelt, it wasn't defeat—it was respect.
Ability: Pressure
Level: 82
Potential: Legendary
Skills: Ice Beam, Blizzard, Ice Shard, Hail, Hurricane, Freeze-Dry, Reflect, Roost
Intimacy: 255 (Max)
Item Carried: ❄ Ice Feather — Doubles Ice-type attack power, enhances evasion in hailstorms.
"You fly with elegance, but strike like a tempest," Ash reflected, feeling her gentle, regal energy within her Pokéball.
🔥 Moltres ♂️
Most would expect Moltres to be hiding atop Mt. Ember or the depths of Victory Road. Not for Ash.He found him near Pewter City, flaring like a phoenix reborn just outside a volcanic cave. Ash had battled fiercely with Pikachu, flames and thunder crashing in harmony under an early morning sky.When the firebird fell, it wasn't from force, but from connection. The bond struck molten in the moment of capture.
Ability: Flame Body
Level: 70
Potential: Legendary
Skills: Flamethrower, Heat Wave, Air Slash, Solar Beam, Sky Attack, Agility, Roost, Sunny Day
Intimacy: 225 (of 255)
Item Carried: 🔥 Flame Crown — Doubles Fire-type move power, grants resistance to Water-type attacks in sunlight.
"Your fire still burns wild… but you chose me anyway," Ash murmured to himself, almost reverently.
Professor Oak, catching the change in Ash's expresson asked" what are you thinking about now ash"
Ash shooked his head . "Nothing... Just some adventures"
Amber, curious as always, tugged on Ash's arm. "Big bro, you have bird Pokémon that are stronger than Pidgeot?!"
Ash laughed. "Pidgeot is a queen in the sky, but these three… they're storms, blizzards, and infernos."
Amber's eyes sparkled. "Waaah! Will I get one too someday?"
"You'll get something even cooler," Ash winked.
As the breeze whispered once again, Ash gently touched the Pokéballs. Though resting, the trio stirred briefly—as if sensing their trainer's pride.
As the sunlight filtered through the rustling leaves in Professor Oak's backyard, Ash stood quietly, eyes sweeping over the scene of his beloved Pokémon relaxing, playing, and training. His heart warmed with pride, but as always, three stood out not for their power—but for what they meant to him.
⚡ Pikachu ♂️ – The First Bond
Still perched proudly on Ash's shoulder, Pikachu let out a cheerful "Pika pika!" as Amber continued giggling beside him. He wasn't just a Pokémon anymore—he was a part of Ash's soul.
From level 15 on Day 1 to now, at Level 70, Pikachu was the unshakable symbol of Ash's journey. Through forests, mountains, leagues, and losses, they were always together.
Level: 70
Potential: Legendary
Ability: Static
Hidden Ability: Actor (50-50 tactical behavior trigger in battle)
Skills: Thunderbolt, Quick Attack, Iron Tail, Electroweb
Intimacy: 255 (Max)
Misty leaned over with a smile. "I don't think there's a single soul in the world who hasn't heard of that Pikachu."
Ash chuckled. "He's not just famous—he's family."
🧬 Mutated Eevee ♂️ – Evolution Beyond Limits
Next to Pikachu, his mutated Eevee stood confidently, fur shimmering faintly under the sun, showing flickers of multiple evolutionary patterns—Flareon's heat, Vaporeon's moisture, and Umbreon's shadows—flowing in and out in faint pulses.
A gift from Blaine after a hard-fought gym battle, this Eevee had defied biology. After unlocking an evolution once, he could freely shift between all known forms.
Level: 55
Potential: Champion
Ability: Adaptability
Hidden Ability: Evolver (adapts stats in response to opponent's traits)
Skills: Thunderbolt, Quick Attack, Ice Beam, Shadow Ball
Intimacy: 255 (Max)
Amber cheered, "Eevee! Do the glowy-thing again!"
With a gentle sparkle, the Eevee smoothly shifted into a Sylveon form, wrapping a glowing ribbon around Amber in a playful hug. The crowd chuckled warmly, Professor Oak murmuring, "Fascinating… an Eevee that embodies true evolutionary fluidity."
Sabrina noted, "That Pokémon represents adaptability in its purest form."
🌱 Bulbasaur ♂️ – The Gentle Guardian With a Hidden Burden
Lastly, Ash turned his attention to Bulbasaur, who had been napping under the sun, Miracle Seed glinting softly in the grass beside him.
Caught in the Hidden Village after defeating Misty, Bulbasaur had always refused to evolve—choosing strength of will over transformation. But Ash always respected that.
Now, at Level 49, he stood stronger than ever. But just as Ash knelt beside him, ruffling his head...
[Ding! System Notification Triggered]
[Mission Triggered – "Bulbasaur's Unwillingness to Evolve"]
Requirement: Use Bulbasaur to defeat its predecessor Trainer's Venusaur at the Indigo Plateau Conference.Reward:
Bulbasaur's Heart Knot is resolved
Venusaur's Exclusive Potion (grants a new positive ability)
Ash blinked.
So that's why he never evolved... He's holding himself back until he can prove something...
Professor Oak approached curiously. "Something on your mind, Ash?"
Ash looked at Bulbasaur, who opened one eye and gave a knowing nod. "Yeah... he's got a match to win. And I need to help him be ready."
Level: 49
Potential: Champion
Ability: Chlorophyll
Skills: Vine Whip, Razor Leaf, Seed Bomb, Leech Seed
Intimacy: 225
Held Items: Miracle Seed (Best Quality), Everstone
Sabrina, overhearing the whisper, glanced at Bulbasaur thoughtfully. "A knot of pride and burden… but it can be undone only by himself."
Ash smiled. "Exactly. When he's ready, I won't stop him… but I'll stand with him."
Amber ran over and hugged Bulbasaur around his head, "You're strong just like this! But if you become even cooler, I'll cheer even more!"
Bulbasaur beamed, giving her a happy vine hug.
As the wind passed gently over the field, Ash felt the emotions swirling in his chest—of memories, promises, and the unspoken bond that only he shared with his Pokémon.
This wasn't just training anymore. It was destiny unfolding.
To be continued...
💫 Next Chapter: "When Fates Collide – Cynthia & Ash's Reunion"
Ash may not know it yet… but destiny is calling once again — and Cynthia, the Champion of Sinnoh and his third soulmate, is finally on her way to Pallet Town.
Stay tuned. 💖