An actual story and not just random story ideas? I shocked myself with this. Let's hope the inspiration sticks around and this isn't too out there for readers to handle.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing in regards to the rights of Harry Potter, Pokemon, or Katekyo Hitman Reborn and thus no money is being made from this at all. This is purely for entertainment value and nothing more.

WARNINGS: Genderbending of several key characters, major AUing of Pokemon canon, mixture of anime, game, and fanon for the pokemon world, mixing of headcanon for magic and flames from Harry Potter and KHR! as well later on down the line. To be blunt Ash, Harry, and Tsuna are going to be girls in this story so back out now if you don't want to deal with that. Also in this vein as you'll see within this first collection of ficlets this story will not have any of the popular pairings regarding Ash. Aka him with one of his female traveling companions, again if that isn't your cup of tea thank you for your time and hopefully you'll find another story to read and enjoy instead. Harry is also going to be a bit OP considering he's going to be keeping his magic to an extent and his knowledge of "canon" means he's going to be manipulating events to help his 'sister' be the best she can be while still being the Chosen One. Like wise Tsuna will also be a bit OP, mostly because she's going to get Aura (flames just in a different form) alongside Ash in order to keep up and survive when others from her world start to tip the scales from sanity into insanity as they like to do. Ash will be OP in terms that Harry and Tsuna are going to actually keep 'her' grounded and actually retaining the knowledge and experience she gains while traveling instead of resetting to factory default with each new region. I also warn that I am not up to date or fully immersed in Pokemon so a lot of key things may not make it in because I either didn't know about them, knew when they happened, or just didn't see how they could fit in. That and the fact I'm not going to have Ash retrace his canon adventures just with more ease like a lot of stories do.

If that block of text didn't scare you off, well I hope you enjoy what I have and get some amusement along the way on this journey.

Immortal Thoughts

Death had seen and been part of many events and histories since being made as the last Concept to be Created, and thus the last to be Uncreated when Time was reaped at the End of All Things. Gaining a Master had only allowed Death to be part of even more of the actual events that glittered and moved about on the tapestry that Life maintained.

Another, more meddlesome, aspect gained from a young and wounded soul uniting the Hallows and thus being a part of Death for all eternity was that of finding Chosen Ones a distasteful thing to bear. Often times following along bemusedly as its' Master would click and disapprove when another young soul was chained down by such a thing, only intervening though when said chains were made by mortal hands or chains that were more like a noose then a responsibility to bear.

It was likely why there was nothing more than a slight feeling of amused and resigned anticipation when a whispery and clearly unimpressed voice in the very heart of Death's existence spoke up as once again a bright soul was tugged in a certain direction and a dream denied for the sixth time in as many years.

"Well this will not do at all."

It seems the Master had taken fondness to that of Ash Ketchum and Death watching as the Master tested and saw how the only real aspect of being a Chosen Child was to be there for certain incidents with some of a young [As much as one can call a being that will exist and live when countless worlds will be born and then die without being unaffected young that is.] godling's more mortal like children ran afoul of some event that could make or break the world. Well that meant there was quite a lot of leeway in just how and what this Chosen Child's path could follow to meet those certain moments.

Death felt itself settle to see what would change as time shivered for an eternity and brief moment as its Master abused the fact all souls ultimately belonged to Death to set things up in a different way.

A Potter Plot

The Master of Death, who had once been a mortal child by the name of Harry James Potter, had countless centuries to get used to his role. The first five hundred years had been a spectacular temper tantrum and sulk when he had realized that because of a prophecy being railroaded to a certain outcome by a headmaster that was far too invested in such a thing then was healthy, he would not find a Final Rest until Time was reaped and thus Death allowed to stop existing. Now he had spent lifetimes watching and learning just what his role in all of this was outside of being someone Death could talk to and just bother without them being a flicker that burned out too quickly to be of any comfort to the only being that would outlast everything.

Some of his attempts to use his new found abilities had ended less than well and thank all that is and ever was that alternate dimensions and timelines were so easy to break off and erase if he cocked it up to the point of being worse then if he left it alone. He blithely ignored the amused feeling he knew was Death regarding the almost infinite loop a certain Hylian had been placed in when Harry had still been learning how to actually do things in an effort to help another poor sod saddled with being the only thing to save a world that couldn't save itself for one reason or another. The three goddesses that called that realm theirs were tetchy little things and just made it worse out of spite he felt.

That though was then when he still clung to mortal conceptions and his old sense of self, and no Death the use of Harry to identify himself was not such a case it just made it easier in his mind to think of himself and not feel like a Dark Lord if he used Master instead. Now though he had sufficient enough skill in his powers that it was only an instant really to see just how many ways the title of Chosen One being branded on this kid's soul had royally screwed him over. More so when he saw how much it seemed to hinder and erase actual hard won wisdom and strengths from previous journeys in order to make him blunder into certain situations. Really, most of those things could have been handled by someone else without shoving the kid into them. Instead of it being a power to balance the larger problems it was dragging him all around to fix everything and cause the world to become...well lazy. And Harry could still clearly remember just what laziness had did to his birth world because it waited for prophecies and heroes to save them all the time.

So that had to go, but that could only happen if something was there from the beginning to keep the kid on track...Oh the godling that had to brand him with such had tried and Harry had to give this Arceus that much, he tried much more than most would for a Chosen Child, but it was easy to see this was the first Chosen Child not marked in adulthood the godling had ever had to see. Yet it had fallen into the same trap as mortal and godlings all had when making a Chosen and wondering why they crumbled so easily. The travelling companions were too fleeting and too wrapped up in their own lives to be actual support through anything and everything for Ash Ketchum. A sibling perhaps, but he had seen how easily that could be warped from seeing the inclusion of a mortal sibling into the dynamics that was the world with that child meant to somehow redeem the mafia from it's blood drenched history. Well...it had been a while since he had stretched out in a mortal shell, and well okay the thought of pokemon was something he would have fun with. Even if his being Master of Death meant he'd likely be stalked by Ghost types a lot while down there, but most of those were actually a lot nicer than ghosts of other worlds so he could deal.

The closest thing to cackling Death could do was felt in the back of his mind which meant that the idea wouldn't end in too much chaos of the bad sort, though likely a lot of chaos just because his existence still clung to Potter Luck when he went mortal. Though regarding such that made him suddenly go back to looking at companions and support, which then lead to something else that seemed to feature in most of these roads that would later become legends and fairytales.

Love.

There...well there were actually a nice variety of potential true loves thrown at Ash, that put more points in the godlings favor in trying to keep this Chosen sane and happy and not snap and become the worst evil in the land as some were prone to do due to stress and loneliness. But, it was still lacking because once again it fell into that poor trap that every world seemed to fall in to where those that bore children are the ones meant to be protected and sheltered and the ones that sire to be strong and capable of handling anything. Which while nice in theory meant that making Ash male had worked against him and the attempts to give him a strong shoulder to lean on and use as a shelter even briefly when things got too much for him to deal with backfired. Since to be blunt all those girls that had thrown themselves at the likely not as dense as he acted male, were hardly going to be the ones to decide to be the knight and pull Ash out of any depression or problem on their own. No they all expected Ash to be the one to treat them like a princess and basically drop everything to cater to them. Which would make them being a love for someone that would likely spend most of his life roaming about and being a catalyst for positive changes go up in flames within a few years. Amazing that water type gym leader lasted as long, then again the first two years was more waiting for Ash to grow into hormones then actually trying to make him realize he has such.

Frankly, in the bigger scheme of it the rivals had done more to keep Ash motivated and willing to keep going. Hell a few of them knew more about Ash then the traveling companions, though short of hoping for Ash to be bisexual than trying to guide him towards a rival for such wouldn't work. Unless he tweaked his soon to be sibling's gender that is.

He could distantly hear the irate mutterings of Hermione in his memories going on about sexism and scandalized yelling at him for even agreeing with such let alone thinking of using them to his advantage. There was also a bit of a small voice that may or may not have been past him in all of his Gryffindor naivety and brashness also yelling that such manipulation was too Slytherin to do. He promptly pushed those back in a box because in this it would make things work so much easier.

Girls were rarely Chosen because of those beliefs that only a strong male could handle such a burden, and yet no one realized making one person be a pillar like that and groomed by society that men can't cry or lean on someone else doomed such from the start. On the other hand a young girl who is trying to be strong and has the support of someone willing to shield said Chosen even for a few moments would keep them alive and more importantly sane a lot longer. That and no one ever expects a pretty little girl to topple evil empires. It also gave him a better means to tone down the more nostalgic aspects of Ash's nature due to the fact Delia Ketchum would raise a girl differently then a boy in some important regards. Which in turn would make the child more likely to be better prepared to go out in the world and not be duped as much as Ash had since Delia would caution young daughters about the world then a strapping young son.

Yes, that actually would work and doubly so since Ash already was naturally inclined to be nurturing and kind to pokemon. So he, rather she wouldn't worry about being teased for such due to gender and thus would do so more. Being a female twin to Ash would also help since he would also be overlooked, as well as be able to help and listen when hormones did finally rear up. It also meant the female travelling companions would be more friends then vying for romantic attention from Ash.

Home life though...even Death had frowned at what was there to work with.

Yes the being born and raised down the road from Samuel Oak had perks, but at the same time the isolation had not done Ash any favors. No real friends and only a mother as an anchor to invoke a feeling of wanting to come home. There was so little attachment, it was a wonder each new region was treated as a blank slate to the trainer. Something else to work on as well considering how many times only Fate had stopped an incident from ending in that young soul coming to Death and thus meeting Harry far too soon because of meeting a challenge with a new team barely tested and trained. No, Pallet Town would not due and despite it not looking anything like Privet Drive, it felt a great deal like it to Harry to rankle. The townsfolk were set in their ways and a young woman that had fallen for charm and thus gained heartbreak before realizing she was pregnant did not fit in well in such a town. It was testament to both Delia and Ash that their kinder nature was stronger than the whispers and two faced attitudes found in such small towns where everyone grew up knowing everyone for generations.

As much as Samuel Oak and, when he finally grew out of his Draco Malfoy like brattiness, Gary Oak had helped shape Ash to go for such a dream as Pokemon Master, the rest of the town made such almost worthless in the long run.

Now how to get the family out before Delia had a chance to settle and use her newly born children as an excuse to not leave when she knew she should. Doubly so now because Harry wouldn't it put it past someone to try and use the fact the young mother had two daughters as some leverage to get the poor woman to conform to their town more than when it was a son that was meant to be spirited and independant.

Fathomless eyes that still somehow cycled back to a particular shade of acid green they had once held in life, blinked in surprise when a small soul flickered for a moment in front of him. Small, but so bright and full of kindness and potential that had been shackled by Fate and thus always just a banked fired instead of the phoenix it could have been. This was why Harry really began to hate the entire concept of Chosen really and not due to personal reasons.

Though that soul had given him idea and well if it had decided it wanted to help then well he saw nothing wrong with such. Besides more chaos like this would just help balance out all of the negative traits he was going to manipulate out of Ash or so help him.

"Where to send you though is the question."

Because it was actually laughably easy to nudge things where this soul would be born to a friend of Delia's in another region and thus a call for support and help could have the expectant mother moving away and finding out her own pregnancy in an environment much better suited for her and her children. It was making certain the region and town was such where the spark that would make Ash want to travel could be lit and nurtured, but not be allowed to almost burn itself out in desperation to prove that Ash was not weak or ill suited to the dream chosen.

The little soul had been busy and had found the answer before Harry even finished contemplating it.

He was shown a region made of islands, a professor that was passionate, but young enough to be a parental figure, a school that embraced instead of stifling the bonds between a trainer and pokemon, and while it did focus heavily on fighting via typing and pokemon stats it wasn't in the same cold and clinical way as other schools like Pokemon Tech. It also started young enough that if a trainer started an island challenge a year earlier than what was meant, most would look the other way and only admonish if said child attempted an actual league challenge before the proper age.

If Ash in this iteration still clung to the nebulous dream of being a Pokemon Master, then having her buckle down and study, with the prize of getting a pokemon partner a year earlier then kids in other regions dangled in front of her, would help motivate and set the foundation for the kid to actually take a journey seriously, and the island challenge accompanied by her twin and best friend would be a good trial run of a journey so Harry could prepare and brace for the chaos that would be whatever would happen when their ten year old selves would land in Kanto.

Harry was actually looking forward to this mortal life as the little soul flew into the cycle of rebirth with a specific destination already tied into it. A pity only vague recollections of its past life would be recalled, but some Rules had to be followed in that no matter how much easier corralling Ash would have been with help from someone else that knew what it meant to be Chosen.

With how easily all of this was set up Harry in that moment of gloating should have realized something would not go as planned. Death could have alerted its Master to such but it only watched in amusement as its Master missed several other souls careen after the bright soul that had volunteered to help. That soul had made connections so deep it was unaware of just how entangled others from its first life had become with it, and thus there would be a bit more chaos and confusion when those souls attempted to find that particular soul again in this new life.

Fate was also likely having a field day since one world would have three souls touched by destiny for it to weave into certain situations. For now Death just watched and then sent a piece of itself to follow when its Master finally fell through the planes of time and reality. Considering the last time its Master had been mortal had been when he became tied to Death as the only constant companion for it well...

Potter luck indeed.

Placing the Pieces

Delia Ketchum was kind, loving, and seemingly lit up any room that she entered. It was a no surprise to any that knew the young waitress when she caught the eye of many that hoped to have her love them in return. Delia had also grown up with parents that while they cared did not really know how to raise a child, and thus did not think about cautioning their bright daughter in regards to the dangers that is dating and experimenting. By the time they realized such they were both taken in a vehicle accident and thus no one realized just how naive of certain matters Delia was when it came to charming young men that promised her the moon but never meant a single word of it.

Thus when her first bout of heartbreak, a one night stand with a young man with a lopsided smile and dreams of being a G-man, she had silently moved into the home of her late grandparents in the quiet town of Pallet. More to get away from the city and the memories of a man that had played her like a fiddle before dashing off to the next pretty girl to catch his eye. She had no one to really lean on and help her.

In one life she would settle in that small house and learn of her pregnancy and would thus slowly make friends with the famous professor and thus convince herself this town would be best for her soon to be child then a small apartment in a busy city. In this one however, before suspicion of what that one night had caused, Delia received a phone call from a friend that had moved away a few years before to a new region. A happy face and a friendly voice a balm to a lonely young woman's soul. There was hours of talk as Delia gushed and gossiped with her friend who looked as if she was ready to give birth at any moment, and a friendship was reforged and made stronger as the light topics turned to reminiscences and finally fears as Mary admitted it was a bit lonely with her new husband away most of the year and trying to settle in a new town and region while awaiting her daughter. Delia admitting the one night stand and her moving into Pallet, and her fears that she will not find anyone truly to connect as the town was filled with those that had grown up knowing one another.

That one talk became a weekly and then almost daily occurrence before young Mary had asked hesitantly what Delia would do if she could live someplace else. From there the two learned and Mary confessed that she would feel better to have a friend much closer than a screen on the phone. Delia only took a few days to agree to try. Her inheritance and savings enough that if it didn't work she could still return to this little house and find a job to pay the few bills that would pop up. But the chance to experience life with her friend, maybe even become a godmother to the little girl about to enter the world had sparked the light in Delia that had almost gone out when she had settled for a little home in a town where the most exciting event was when new trainers came to gain their starter from Professor Oak.

Alola could be a start of something more for her.

This is something a little different then normal for me. A bit of one part challenge and one part joining the whole changing how Ash does on his journey to be a Pokemon Master bandwagon, just with my spin on it. Even the style is a bit different in that instead of chapters of various things it's small little ficlets/drabbles that connect to form a whole story. Hopefully this will keep me motivated to actually write it all out. Though where this is going to lead is unknown as I'm just going where thoughts take me outside of the guidelines used to set everything up. Some of the things I'm using in this story are as follows:

-MoD Harry

-Sibling!Harry

-Death as a Pokemon (Haven't decided which one yet)

-Genderbent!Ash

-Genderbent!Harry

-Rival or non travelling companion love interest (Due to my attempting to catch up in all things anime I'm leaning towards Alain but who knows)

-Third Canon merger. (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)

-Genderbent and best friend!Tsuna

-Aura!Ash

-Magic!Harry

-Aura/Flames!Tsuna

-Having a pokemon team that is used through all regions and not just one. (Ash is likely not going to get the bulk of his canon pokemon and considering how I'm doing this he isn't going to catch enough pokemon to have his own army either. But enough to cover different typings and different events considering things.)

-Competent Team Rocket/Flare/etc.. (Aka I'm stealing a bit from Adventures where the organizations actually can be a threat. Though to keep things from going pear shape only a few will actually be anything more than a nuisance to the league as a whole.)