Hello and welcome to a new fanfiction by me, SomeBeingTwo. I was browsing the internet to gain ideas since Hellbeasts is (semi)complete, and I came across several Ash betrayal fics. Apparently these are very common and popular, despite being very identical in plot, so here's my attempt at one. Enjoy.

Edited by Dylan, I don't own Pokémon.

The day was somewhat dark, cloudy, and dreary. It had also rained recently, leaving small randrops on the leaves. A trainer with a Pikachu steadily perched on his shoulder walked into the town of Pallet, the small place where he was born. He was going back home after losing in the Kalos league. Pidgeys flew overhead, and a few Route 1 Rattatas emerged from the grass and ran into the small town. The Pikachu on his shoulder moved its ears to the left as if it heard something... strange. His trainer noticed the mouse's ears move and asked it, "Is there something wrong Pikachu?"

"Pikaaaaa!" The Pikachu responded.

A blur of blue speedily flung towards the Pikachu, piercing the skin, sheding some blood, and tiring it. The Pikachu wobbled on its trainer's head for a few seconds before falling off and passing out on the floor. His trainer quickly shouted, "Pikachu!"

He kneeled over to it and plucked the blue thing, which was some kid of dart, out. The trainer then heard a gun fire, and less than two seconds later, another blur of a dart struck the trainer. He watched his Pikachu's blood slowly leek from the tiny hole the dart made as his vision began to blur, his thoughts were cloudy, and he struggled to get up. A shadow leaned overhead, coming from the back of the trainer. Slowly, he turned his head around and saw, through the entirety of the blurred vision, a dark-cloaked man wearing a large, two-pointed hat and wielding a small pistol, maybe a tranquilizer pistol, in his right hand. He mumbled something along the lines of, "Pikachu got, Ash got, all set."

The trainer, who was indeed Ash, asked in a mess of words, "...W...hat do you wa... nt with me... and Pikachu...?"

But the responce was not what he was expecting, as the man quickly and brutally punched Ash in the head, knocking him out almost instantaneously. Ash's head now had a bleeding dent in it, but he was somehow alive. The man grabbed Ash's legs and dragged him across the sand to some police, who were by Ash's house, which was nearby. One of the policeman noticed and identified the body, and he told the man, "Thanks sir for giving us Ash. We need to make sure he stays in prison for Delia's murder."

The unidentified man said in a rough voice, "Yeah, Yeah. Just take the body and give me the loot."

Ash's body was hauled into a police car near the house. Both of the two only police members got inside, and before they drove off, they handed a large bag to the man. The one who handed it informed him, "Here's the promised 50,000, don't waste it."

Without another word, the man took the money bag and walked past Route 1.

I'm taking any suggestions for the story for now, so PM me if you have any.

R&R!