"Kid!"
The storm had finally ended, clear orange skies replaced the stormy clouds above. The damages it left were consists of destroyed branches, mangled shrubs, and a few weaker trees toppled down.
"Hey, kid! Can you hear me?" Misty Waterflower shouted as she trekked around looking for that boy. along with her is the boy's bag, her own, and the Pikachu resting in her arms.
The storm brewed for very long. Misty was lucky to find a cave before it poured down. It was so far the heaviest she had encountered in a long while. Fortunately, it wasn't enough to cause water to start trailing in the cave.
As she walk and search, her eyes soon went down to the mouse in her arms.
The Pokémon slept peacefully, with its fever decreased, she thanked the Legendaries. It still held on to the cap and the glove though, and she couldn't have the heart to take them away from it.
Although.....what had happened back in the cave had left her with many, many confusing questions.
She didn't know what was going on, nor did she understood it.
It was very quiet and somewhat depressing as the rain showered hard. It was only her and the sick Pikachu and the crackling fire. She wouldn't lie that she had been worrying of the kid more than her bike, especially when that boy was the Pikachu's trainer.
Time went on and Misty found herself fighting to stay awake, the pitter-pattering of the rain becoming a lulling melody to her ears. At some point, her eyes closed and was about to succumb into dreamland....
Only for her ears to hear the crackle of electricity disturbing the rhythm.
Her eyes wavered open, lifted her head to look around.
And every sleep in her body diminished at the sight of the Pikachu outside the mouth of the cave , standing straight in the rain. Its back facing the cave and head looking straight and up.
Drowsiness turned to worrying panic as she stood and hurried out the cave, reaching a hand to pull the Pikachu back inside.
She was met with a pinching shock of electricity at her hand, causing her to pull back in....well, shock, and pain. She didn't know if it was on purpose or not because all the while the Pikachu didn't moved from its ground. She couldn't understand why.
Then the Pikachu started sparking, then glowing with golden light, and then....everything went boom.
It was like being hit in the chest by a speeding Rhyhorn with the side of a Giga Impact. She went flying like a ragdoll, then she blacked out.
The one thing she last heard was the heavy clinking of rattling chains.
She was...shaken by that experience if she was being honest. She knew Pokémon can be strong whenever they like, but that....that was too unnatural for a simple Pikachu.
"Where...where did this Pikachu get all that power?" she pondered, her mind going to overdrive of possibilities, "Where did the kid got this Pikachu? How did the kid got such a powerful Pikachu? That power is not something a average Pikachu can hold. It...it was as strong as a horde of Gyrados, maybe tripled! I only known this kind of thing on T.V about Pokémon and people being given strange powers by....secret lab experiments!"
It was as if a lightbulb flickered on above her head. It started to make sense to her! The Pikachu might be a runaway experiment of an illegal lab facility, having to escape the hands of evil scientists. It was only then the boy and the mouse met one another, with the kid finding out the truth and was on the run before she met him!
Then it faded when she remembered the kid's story, with the Spearow flock and the Fearow leader.
"Then maybe-"
"Spea-row!"
Misty jumped in fright and looked down the path she was walking to find a lone Spearow glaring to her eyes. If there is a Spearow here, that could mean there are others around.
Misty couldn't fight because: A, her body was sore and possibly bruised when she woke up from being unconscious; B, she has both her bag and that kid's bag on her so she could barely keep her balance; and C, Pikachu is taking up her arms and while she can hold the mouse with one arm, she couldn't risk waking up the sleeping-
"Pi...kachu?"
Misty looked down to her arms to see the Pikachu slowly opening its eyes, brown marbles looking back to her before shifting to the bird down the path. She watched as the Pikachu glared at the Spearow which the Flying-Type looked unaffected and unconcerned as it stared back to the Electric-Type.
She will have to give it to the Spearow, it sure ain't even nervous one bit.
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Spearow was shaking down to every bone in his body.
This is just a simple task...and yet he's shivering like a Caterpie towered by a hungry Skamory!
Oh, how did things end led to this?
….Oh, right. Big bird Pokémon had told him to do so.
"What...are you doing here? Why....are you...here?" came the raspy, weak voice of the Pikachu who was in the arms of that human girl.
Spearow forced himself to ease down then spoke, "I came and looked all over the forest for you and this girl," he spoke, "This is actually in the matter of your trainer,"
The rodent's eyes narrowed with a deadly look, "If you, your flock, and that big trash dump of a leader did something to my beloved trainer-"
"We didn't," Spearow interrupted, then his eyes glanced away from the Pikachu's eyes, "At least, I didn't. I, without regret on saying this, fled the opposite direction as the rest of the flock attempt to dive down your human. I felt the energy, that inscribable power..."
The Flying-Type paused in his words, letting the Pikachu digest what he just said.
"...My trainer," the mouse spoke again after some silence, "What happened to him?"
A relishing and almost painful smile crossed the bird's face, "He somehow...to put it simply, brought down a great lightning that the Great Arceus would be pleased about. Even if I didn't got out of the crossfire,"
Another atmosphere of silence loomed in the air, in which Misty was feeling... uncomfortable of.
"...Why should I believe you?" Pikachu whispered out loud, a shadow loomed over the rodent's eyes, "What makes you think that I-"
"Caden Fayte,"
Pikachu instantly looked to the Spearow in shock, then fear, before his face scrunched in rage.
"How did you know that name?!" Pikachu demanded, tried to move so he could jump on that bird and turn it into a featherless dodo (Fully aware that it wasn't a Pokémon but he didn't care at this point) before the firm arms of the Waterflower held him back.
Misty, on her part, was confused and scared when Pikachu just started lashing to the Spearow, yelling and shouting in anger as if the Bird Pokémon had insulted them or something.
Meanwhile, Spearow watched with a straight face as the mouse went on an anger frenzy. In his mind, however, he felt the color draining out of him in an accelerating rate. How he managed to keep himself together is beyond his own understanding.
But still, he needs to finish this. He didn't know if the big bird has the patience to wait this long.
"It's not just the name," he replied, making the Pikachu freeze, "I know well enough that the boy was supposed to be Ash Ketchum, but his body was inhabited by the mind and soul of this Caden human. All of it was told to me..."
Spearow then reached under his tucked-in right wing with his beak, before pulling something out and showing it fully to the Electric-Types view.
The object in the Spearow's grasp had Pikachu go numb, eyes couldn't look away in disbelief of the sparkling sight beheld before him. He heard Misty sounding in awe and confusion but that didn't matter at the moment.
All there is to Pikachu was the fact this Spearow, the same one that he saw attacked his trainer and the one he had shocked, holding a feather by his beak.
A shimmering rainbow feather.
One that can only came from a single Legendary Pokémon: Ho-oh.