AN: Hey everyone, this is a maybe story. For now, it will remain a oneshot until a) it gets enough support, or b) I find some spare time. This was a challenge from… I forgot. Oh well. Read and review!

P.S. Pairings undecided.

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Today, Ash Ketchum was returning from his most recent exploits in the Unova Region. Recently, another new region had come into his attention, courtesy of Cilan.

"Man, I wonder how everyone is doing. Don't you, Pikachu?"

Strangely, the usually energetic Mouse Pokemon was silent, for reasons beyond Ash. Shrugging, he passed it off as being upset at losing the Championship. Though they tried yet failed many times, they were growing stronger!

The duo walked on in silence, until his hometown came into view.

"Pikachu, there's Pallet Town! Come on, let's go!" cheered the boy, breaking into a sprint. He dropped by the Professor's lab, but he wasn't there. Shrugging, he walked behind the building, greeting all of his old friends.

They weren't there.

Scratching his head, Ash shared a glance with Pikachu. "Maybe they're doing something else?"

The raven-haired Pokemon Trainer turned around and walked to his house. Unlike the building he visited prior, this one was bustling and full of life.

"-ost again! I mean, how many times has he tried now?"

Ash froze, not believing his ears. That was Misty's voice, his first friend! Frowning, he continued eavesdropping.

"Who knows what's going on in his mind. It's true he has gotten close, but close is still a far cry from actually accomplishing anything."

"Che. He even has these crazy strong Pokemon, yet he's naive enough to try and start from scratch against people who've trained their whole lives!"

'May? Max? Why…' thought Ash sadly, hanging his head.

"And think of all the chances he had to capture more Pokemon! Meeting a Legendary Pokemon every other day, helping them, and for what? For someone who's saved the world, his resolve is far too weak."

That was it. His companions. Misty, May, Max, Brock.

In his own home, berating him. And by the sounds of it, they had his Pokemon, too.

'Where's Mom?'

The thought popped up in his head, before he dismissed it with a shake of his head. There was no way she'd allow them to speak like that!

Gathering his confidence, he knocked on the door.

Instantly, their conversations halted, and May opened the door smiling.

For a moment, Ash considered he had heard wrong. His hopes were quickly dashed, as he inspected his… acquaintances. Their smiles were too strained, the air too tense, the silence awkward.

His hat shadowing his eyes, he examined the room wordlessly. Several of his Pokemon were interacting cheerfully in the room, along with his mother and Professor Oak.

'That means… No, I should ask them… But what if…'

"Mom, Professor… You agree with them, don't you," he asked- no, stated, not moving from his spot.

The house was instantly devoid of sound, as Delia's face went deathly pale. "Honey, I just-"

"Just what, Mom? Want me to give up my dream? Talk behind my back? Insulting me with others?" Ash asked harshly, cutting her off. Shaking his head, he turned around. "Forget it. It's obvious my Pokemon enjoy being with you guys, so take care of them, or you will regret it."

Pikachu, who was standing on his trainer's shoulder this entire time, looked between the two parties. Hesitating, he tensed…

...and jumped off Ash's shoulder, turning around to face him. Unable to look him in the eye, he dashed off into the house.

Frozen with shock, Ash stood there, uncomprehending. Pikachu… his closest friend, his pseudo brother… They had been through so much together, and yet…

"So that's your decision…" he whispered darkly, getting worried looks from his ex-friends. 'Worried? Hah, they have no right to be worried about me. Not after what they've said and done.'

Walking off slowly, he gave his departing words, with as much anger and hatred he could force into it, as if he was facing the villains he encountered in the past. They, he had forgiven. These people, these traitors, he cannot.

"Farewell… and pray that this is the last time we meet, traitors…"

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Hall of Origins

The God Pokemon looked down sadly at the events unfolding in the mortal realm. He knew of this, of course. Over the years, the Chosen One's allies lost faith in him, forming a group.

Misty was the first to change, seeing him lose so much made her shun him. Brock followed soon after.

Max had turned against him after witnessing his 'idol' fail countless times. May, after listening to her brother, agreed.

The Professor had grown tired of caring for so many Pokemon with so much potential, and had given them away to his 'friends'.

Though with good intentions, Delia also lost faith in her son and wanted him to give up in hopes of him getting an actual job.

Though he may have power over all Pokemon, humanity's traitorous natures still confounded and angered him.

He summoned the other Legendary Pokemon, almost all of which were in the Chosen One's debt. All of them knew of this, and were fuming. However, Arceus prohibited them, although reluctantly, from contacting Ash.

He had wished for Ash to remain unknowing of this, at least until he had become a Champion and his 'friends' stopped their irrational behaviour.

Unfortunately, this was not to be.

Sighing, he cleared his throat. "You all know why we are here. As of now, the ban on contacting Ash Ketchum has been lifted. However, it will be in our best interest to remain hidden from other humans. You remember Team Rocket, Cipher, Magma, Aqua, and Plasma, correct. Though the Chosen One has stopped them, there remains… worries."

Seeing nods of acceptance, some more forced than others, he dipped his head. "Very well. Do as you wish, all of you."

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Sorry if this was bad, this is my first a) betrayal story, and b) Pokemon story. I also have limited knowledge on Pokemon's two newest regions, so I won't be adding those, sorry. And yes, I purposely left out Dawn, as I can't see her giving up on Ash so soon compared to the others.

For reference, Ash is 16, as is the others (except Max).