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Chapter I

"Welcome to Faraday City." said the cruise employee as he handed Ash his briefcase.

"Thanks."

Ash walked down the ramp as Pikachu held on tight to his shoulder. There were a lot of people and Pokémon here. Faraday City must be popular. Situated on the edge of Faraday Island, it was considered to be the best vacation spot in a 1,000 kilometers. It was a good place to kick back and relax after his long journey, just him, Pikachu, and a few other pokémon safely stored away in their poke balls. Now all he needed to do was find the hotel.

"You remember where the hotel is, Pikachu?" Ash asked.

Pikachu shook his head, "Pika."

"What about the street?"

Pikachu just shrugged his shoulders, clearly he had forgotten half the plan already, "Well," said Ash, "We're not in a rush or anything, are we buddy?"

"Pikachu!"

What was very interesting about Faraday City was its energy sustainability. Every skyscraper had solar panels and small vertical-axis wind turbines. They were new technology that had been installed a few years ago, it had cut the energy bill about 90% in every building each year. The vehicles here are all running off of electricity, their batteries charged by their solar panels or a simple wall socket. Ash can help but be at awe, as he gazed at the crystal clean air of the city. Even though it was small; at around 70,000; It proved to be very crowded.

Electric-type Pokémon seem common here, Ash kept seeing most of them at every turn. There was a Luxray just across the street, a Manectric just down the road, and... Is that a Magnezone?

Ash moved to the bus stop and waited in line with a few other people. Within a few minutes, the bus rolled up and stopped before them. After it unloaded some passengers, Ash hoped on and he was taken to the edge of the city. Pikachu sat beside him in the bench and snuggled up by his side. The traienr can't help but stare at the window and gaze at the architecture of the buildings. Its geometric shapes of hexagons and triangles, along with its reflective paint, made it inspiring.

"Liking the city?"

Ash turned to his side and saw a older gentlemen sitting in the other bench. He had white hair, yet his skin said he was in his forties. He wore a gray cotton shirt, a pair of brown pants, and some sturdy boots. There's also a couple of Poké balls clipped to his belt, but they were enlarged so they must be empty, "I'm sure am." Ash replied.

"You'll like it here. We have great food, scenery, the best parks, a lot of things in this island."

"Pikachu." Pikachu agreed.

The old man raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Pikachu, "Say son, is that a Pikachu?"

"Sure is," said Ash, "Why?"

"He just reminds me of an old friend of mine, I hadn't seen a Pikachu in years. Where did you get him?"

"A close friend of mine gave him to me a few years back, Pikachu's my first Pokémon."

"Pikachu!" Pikachu cheered.

The old gentlemen chuckled, "Did you, bond right away?"

Ash bit his bottom lip, "Things were a bit rusted at first."

"Let me guess," said the elder, "It was a shocker."

"That pretty much describes it."

"Pika." Pikachu nodded

"What's your name?"

"Ash Ketchum."

"My name's Matt Kissinger. Welcome to Faraday City, one of the most technologically advanced metropolis' in the world."

"How long have you been here, Matt?"

"Born and raised, I lived here for at least 83 years now."

Ash's eyes went big, "83? But you look like you're in your fifties!"

"Faraday Island owns one of the best medical technologies in the world," said Matt, "Human life expectancy here is 95. Scientists here are already experimenting with a filter that can make you internally young again, though it has never been tested on a live subject yet."

"Amazing, how long does Pokémon live?"

"Depends on the Pokémon, but they live quite a long time for their biology."

Ash looked out the window and saw more of the architecture of the city, "Do you know the history of Faraday Island?"

"They taught it in school," said Matt, "So well that it sticks, every detail of it. Here, let me give you the short version..."

Faraday Island was founded several hundred years ago by small groups of people who came from Kanto, the original settlers landed on what will soon to be Faraday City and sprouted out from there. Since these settlers were one of the most educated people of their time, they make great use of their knowledge and increased their living conditions on the island. Just several decades back, they irradiated several human and Pokémon diseases. Healthcare improved to a point where it reached an all time high for 10 years straight.

Originally the locals had to import most of their food since the soil couldn't nurture their crops, the island was infamous for its 95% failure rate for wheat and corn. Seeing that they can't grow food in the soil directly, they decided to grow "above" the soil using buildings. Ash saw one of these farms in question as his bus passes by. It was cylindrical shape, and was painted green. He could make out the fruits and vegetables growing inside, just underneath special UV lighting.

This method of food production made the price of land drop, and people spread out across the landscape to gather up all the land, "Why are there so many electric-type Pokémon here?" Ash asked.

"The original inhabitants had electric-type Pokémon with them," said Matt, "At least 10% of the electric-type Pokémon born here came from that group, over the years electric-type Pokémon were brought in from various parts of the world because the original culture valued electric-type Pokémon for their wonder displays of electricity. It's tradition."

Ash looked out the window and saw a couple of FCPD police officers walking the street, he glanced over at the street sign and realized he forgotten something, "Ah, I missed my stop!"

"Pika Pika!" cried Pikachu.

"Where you heading?" Matt asked.

"A hotel, I know what it looks like but me and Pikachu forgotten what the name is."

"Did you book in?"

"No."

"I think I can help you there," said Matt, "I have a grandson who has a spare guest room in his house, he likes having company over so you might be able to stay there for the night."

Matt got out a small notebook and pencil and wrote down the address on a slip of paper, then handed it to Ash, "Tell Mark that I've sent you, say you need a place to stay and he'll gladly help you out."

"Thanks Mr. Kissinger." said Ash.

"It's Matt. Now if you meet my son, Emmett, call him by our family name. He's the more official kind of person since he works for the FCPD, since he always work long hours. He should let you stay in his house, so long as his son approves."

"I'll make note of that."

The bus slowed and rolled to a stop, the doors opened and people got up to leave, "I gotta go Ash," said Matt, "Nice talking to you."

"Bye Matt."

"Pikachu." Pikachu waved goodbye.

Moments after Matt got off the bus, the doors closed and it started moving again. As Ash looked around, he noticed several people and their Pokémon were staring directly at him. Some of them glanced away as others continued staring, all in a suspicious manner, Why are they all staring at me? He thought.

Looking closely, he noticed they weren't staring directly at him but something near him. He glanced over to the suspected direction and saw Pikachu, the mouse Pokémon was staring back at some people, almost shyly. With all the electric-types around, Ash realized that there wasn't a single Pikachu nor their evolution variants around. Maybe these people hadn't seen a Pikachu before, Ash experienced this already back at Unova but this was a little bit more than he and his Pokémon was used to.

Ash decide its gotta be nothing, he picked up Pikachu and held him in his lap as his eyes drift out towards the window.

TO BE CONTINUED...