Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon. If I did, I would make Mew red. I also don't own the concept of this story. The credit goes to Sword Whisper. If you are reading this, I am begging you dude, please update, you are an extremely talented writer.

Pokemon: Red Victory

Pokemon. The center of all the bizarre and amazing things in the world. Pokemon are beings filled with unlimited potential. Us humans like to work with Pokemon, to play with them, to battle with them. For those how do not know, when a child is 10 years old, he can get a Pokemon training license from one of the regions Pokemon Professors. Then, the child could go onto become a Pokemon researcher themselves, they could also use Pokemon to battle or they could participate in contests to show off the beauty of their Pokemon. Our story focuses on Ash Ketchum. Ash is a 10 year old boy waiting to get his Pokemon License. But on the day he gets his first Pokemon, a miraculous thing happens that will bring 3 best friends together. His life will change forever.

Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town woke up to an alarm clock screaming in his ear. His hand flew out of the blankets and in a practiced motion, shut off the alarm. The time it displayed was 7:00. "What happened? I feel like I'm forgetting something." He thought blearily, still only half awake. His eyes then traveled to a poster of Charmander, Squirtle and Bulbasaur.

Thoughts and feelings of yesterday and today slammed into him with full force. "Today's the day I get my first Pokemon!" Ash remembered excitedly as he rolled out of bed and popped into the showers. As he finished his five minute shower, the smell of waffles and bacon wafted up his nostrils showing his mom was already up.

He grabbed his backpack and slid down the stairs. Delia Ketchum poked her head out of the kitchen just in time to see her son jump in one the chairs set near the breakfast table. He had already dug into the extra big breakfast she had prepared for him. After all, today was the day he got his own Pokemon. She smiled warmly and said, "Ash dear, did you sleep well?"

"Mmph, mmph mmmmph!" Ash said as he tried to shovel all the food down his mouth.

Delia's tone turned to one of scolding, "Ash, slow down, eat with manners!"

She could never feel mad at her little boy. He was finally growing up.

Just as she finished that sentence, all the food she had set out for him had been finished and he was already running toward the door. He had grabbed his jacket and cap, the one he brought at the last Indigo Conference and ran out into the crisp morning air. It had obviously rained last night as humidity was everywhere. By the time she sat down and waved her goodbyes, he was gone and out of the house.

"Bye mom!"

As Ash ran toward Professor Oak's Lab, the one where he was going to get his first Pokemon at, he thought about which starter he should get. It was only 7:15 so he was fairly sure he was going to be the first. After all, Professor Oak said they were encouraged to be there at 7:45 and leave at 8:00.

"Hmm, Bulbasaur, a dual type. That'll be good in some situations but there's twice the weakness. Or Squirtle, the water Pokemon known for its defenses. Then there's Charmander, an overall great offense Pokemon and when it has evolved fully , it would be a dual type as well. Every single one of them would be great. But I just might go with Squirtle just to piss Gary off." he thought snidely.

Gary Oak, grandson of the famous Professor Oak, legendary for his research on Pokemon, and longtime friend/rival of Ash. He would be one of the 3 Pokemon trainers that pick their Pokemon today. For the last few weeks, he had been boasting about Squirtle and how he was going to challenge and win the Indigo League.

"Fat chance Gary, I'll get there before you." Ash thought with determination.

After a lot of running, a panting Ash ran up the field leading to the professor's lab. He grinned excitedly when he saw the building, but the cry of a Pokemon alerted him to his surroundings. He looked around wildly. It sounded like a Pokemon was in trouble! The agonizing cries grew louder. He was going to go and try to find this Pokemon when he suddenly thought despairingly. "But I can't! Today's the day I choose my first Pokemon!"

After some internal battling, Ash decided. A Pokemon's life might be danger, and he was never one to ignore a Pokemon in need. There was thirty minutes anyway, or so he hoped. The cry grew even louder now, it sounded like the crying of an infant Pokemon. Then he saw it, a red feline with a long tail lay curled up under a great tree, wailing in despair. Blue frost tinged its fur. Ash immediately ran to it and wrapped it up in his warm jacket. In the back of his mind, he stowed away the fact that he thought it looked familiar.

Ash saw the conditions of hypothermia almost instantly. It must've been out last night when it was raining, but why? He didn't have time to think, but his mind was on auto pilot. His feet were a blur as he raced toward the professor's lab. He knew he didn't have long. The little Pokemon finally stopped shivering as it snuggled into the jacket. Ash hugged it close to his body.

The little Pokemon opened its eyes. They were the same shade of crimson as her body. "Meeew…"

"Shh…don't speak, I'll get you help!" Ash said frantically to the little Pokemon.

The Pokemon closed its eyes and its breathing started slowing down as warmth engulfed it.

"Please be okay, please be okay!" Ash thought as he ran.

He burst into the lab, frightening many of the professor's assistants. He ran up the stairs and into the research room, where he knew the professor was going to be. The winding stairs seemed an eternity to him as he finally reached his destination.

Professor Samuel Oak had thirty years of experience dealing with new trainers. So he wasn't surprised when Ash Ketchum burst through the door for his Pokemon. Or so he thought. He was curious, however when Ash proceeded to hurry over to a bed in the left corner where he treated sick Pokemon on.

He cleared his throat, "So Ash, I assume you've come to get your first Pokemon? I-"

"No time for that!" Ash interrupted. "I found a Pokemon who has a severe case of hypothermia. It was lying under a tree in the field half a mile from here. I think it was out of its shelter last night! Please professor, can you help it?"

Professor Oak snapped right into doctor mode, all pleasantries forgotten. "Of course Ash, let's have a look shall we? Just lay it on the bed and cover it with blankets."

Ash proceeded to do so. And that was when he saw the crimson Mew in Ash's arms. Professor Oak almost fainted in shock. What was this? The legendary Mew in his lab? Why was a Mew in Ash's arms? And how in the world did he find her?

"Wha-wha what?" He managed to stutter out. His brain was melting under what he was seeing.

Ash looked confused and worried at the same time, which would've been funny except for the fact that there was a Mew lying next to him! He gestured importantly at the Pokemon lying deathly still on the patient bed, shivering at the loss of warmth.

"Come on professor!" He said urgently. "It needs help!"

"Do you know what that Pokemon is?" The professor practically yelled in his excitement and amazement.

Ash shook his head, "And you can tell me about it later but right now, it needs help! Hurry professor!"

Professor Oak looked like he had been tasered, "Of course. Let me take a look. Hmmm, it's not too bad, but it's a good thing you found her because if you left her out any longer, she would've died."

Professor Oak ran up to the side of the bed. He saw that the Mew was a brilliant red instead of the usual pink that Mews were depicted in. The professor ordered Ash to grab buckets full of hot water. He then went and grabbed an Oran berry and the special brew he used to cure all Pokemon who had hypothermia. He had found that Pokemon in general liked sweet stuff and what better sweet to a Pokemon then a delicious Oran berry. He pried open her mouth gently and poured the contents of the brew down her throat. She immediately gagged. The professor couldn't blame her. That stuff was nasty. He quickly fed her the Oran berry. Her face turned to be one of bliss, all the frost had melted from her fur and she was breathing normally. He sighed in relief, and went to grab the bucket of water Ash had set in the corner. Thank god Ash found her.

All the while, said boy was standing in the back, worrying his head off. His tapped his foot impatiently against the floor as the professor continued with his check-up. The professor suddenly sighed in what he guessed was relief. He went to grab the bucket he set earlier in the corner. The professor was so caught up in his work he didn't even notice it. He put the red bundle of fur in the hot bath Ash had created and stood up. He turned around beckoned for him to follow him quietly.

Ash was confused, was that it? The Pokemon would be fine now? He frowned and proceeded to ask a question but stopped when the professor shushed him. Professor Oak led him into a room with a giant computer in the middle. He sat down and pulled out a few files from the computer and put them on the screen. Then Ash saw it.

"That's-"Ash started curiously.

"Yes" The professor interrupted. "You need to listen to me very closely Ash. This Pokemon is very rare, if not, THE rarest Pokemon in this world. You have been among the few to ever see one. Now come here and read this."

Ash proceeded to do so. As he did, he began to file the new information into his mind. Subconsciously, he noticed that the Mew on the computer was pink while the Mew he had brought in was red. "Mew, the guardian of life. This Pokemon is called the New Species Pokemon for a reason. It has the capability to learn every move there ever was. This legendary Pokemon-"

Ash's mind blanked. "Legendary?!"

His eyes traveled to the sleeping Mew he had brought in, then to the professor's solemn face.

"I-I don't, I don't know what to say." Ash stuttered, his own shock. He had found the world's rarest Pokemon? How absurd. Today was supposed to be the day he gets his first Pokemon, instead, he found a Legendary Pokemon? Perhaps this was a dream, a very good dream, but a dream-

Ding Dong

A door bell chimed. Professor Oak's face turned into one of delight. "Oh don't worry about it Ash, Mew will be fine. After you and the others choose your Pokemon, we'll take another look-see at how she's doing. She'll most likely be fine in a day or two."

Ash frowned. "How she's doing? How do you know it's a girl? And professor, I noticed something, the Mew on the screen is pink, the Mew I brought back is-"

The old professor hesitated. "Ash, I may have some theories about that. See recently…."

He trailed off. Ash frowned.

The professor shook his head again. "Ash look, we will talk about this later, don't mention this to anyone else. Now then, on that happy note, let's go choose you first Pokemon. It is your big day after all."

Ash brightened up considerably after that, though he was still worried for Mew's health.

Professor Oak and Ash walked down the stairs to the starter's room. Gary Oak was already there. He had let himself in while his grandpa was preoccupied with something. Ash noticed the room was completely bare except for a single table standing lopsidedly on the left side of the room. The table had 2 red devices on it.

Gary smirked when he saw his rival, "Hey Ashy-boy, how you doing?"

Ash growled in frustration, mainly because Gary just wouldn't stop calling him that. The old professor laughed good naturedly and said, "Now now boys, no fighting. Today is the day you receive your first Pokemon. The other trainer that is supposed to be starting off with you boys is sick. So today, it'll just be the two of you. I think his name was Jonathan, or was it Josh?"

Gary smirked. Ash nodded.

The professor gestured to another table slowly rising up out of the floor. So that was why the table was lopsided. Ash's mind went on overdrive as soon as he saw the Pokeballs. He could barely contain his excitement. This was it. He was going to be a Pokémon trainer. And then nothing could stop him from going on to be a Pokémon master. Meanwhile, Gary was thinking of something along those lines too.

"Here are the three Pokemon you will be choosing from to start you journey; Bulbasaur, the grass type, Squirtle the water type, and Charmander, the fire type." The professor said, pointing each one as he called out their names. Ash and Gary watched closely with rapt attention.

"You will choose who you want to start off with and then I will give you your Pokedex. Now who wants to go first?" The professor said with a cheery smile.

Ash was about to exclaim he wanted to go first but Gary beat him to it.

"I choose Squirtle!" He yelled and grabbed the Pokeball in the center. Ash snorted mentally, guess Squirtle was out.

Professor Oak face palmed and grumbled, "Well then Ash, who will you choose? Bulbasaur or Charmander?"

Ash smirked. "I think I'll go with….Charmander."

Charmander seemed like the better of the two to Ash because even though fire was hard to control, its power is explosive.

The professor nodded. "Well then, I'll let you converse with your Pokemon after I give you your Pokedex. The two of you know what it is already so I won't bother explaining. Just make sure to be safe, have fun and make strong bonds with your Pokemon. Being a trainer is a lot of responsibility. Live up to your names."

The two children nodded again. Professor Oak smiled. "Okay, here you go: your Pokemon and your Pokedex."

He handed a Pokeball with a sticker of an ember on it to Ash and one with a raindrop sticker to Gary. Let out your Pokemon outside, not inside. Now come up stairs Ash, we have much to discuss."

Gary brushed off the curiosity and gave a wave as he ran out the door. "Smell you later gramps, Ashy-boy!"

Ash sighed in relief. Gary was finally gone. He cupped the Pokeball in his hand with reverence. This was his first Pokemon, Charmander.

The professor looked over at Ash and saw he was at a loss for words. "Ash, I'll be up with Mew, come when you're ready."

Ash gave a slight nod to show that he heard. He pressed the button in the middle. A blinding flash filled the room.

"Charmander." A voice squealed.

An orange bipedal lizard was standing in the front of Ash. Charmander blinked his eyes and looked at him. When he saw the Pokeball in Ash's hands, he seemed to understand what it meant for he tackled Ash in a cry of joy and clung on his leg. Ash laughed.

He picked up his Charmander. He couldn't believe it, this was his first Pokemon. From that moment, he knew this was going to work well.

Ash looked right into Charmander's eyes. "Hi Charmander, my name is Ash; I'm your new trainer. In time, we are going to be the best. I can see your fire, your determination. I see your potential; I will help you get strong. If you choose me as a worthy partner."

Ash didn't know where he got the words but it just sounded right. Charmander nodded sagely and clung to him tighter. Ash laughed and spun him around. He set him down. His thoughts flashed back to the bed ridden Mew.

"Thanks for believing in me Charmander, you won't regret it." Ash said as he hugged the little lizard back.

"Char!"

"All right then, I got something to show you. But you have to be very quiet okay?" Ash asked.

Charmander nodded. What was it?

As Ash led Charmander up the stairs, he explained about how he found the Mew and her condition. Charmander's face was priceless. His new trainer found a Mew, a guardian of life? Impossible. But when Ash led him up to the room and he saw the almost dry Mew in the bed, he almost tripped over his tail with shock.

Professor Oak noticed Ash and his Charmander come up the stairs. "Ah good, hello Ash, Charmander. I see you've already made friends. That's good. I have some news about Mew. While you were down stairs, I did a body scan on Mew. She is an infant, 4 months old at best. She ate some Celtis berries when she was young they appear to have caused the pigmentation in her skin cells to mutate. They won't harm her, but there were side effects."

Ash gulped. "What kind of side effects professor?"

Charmander made a whimpering sound and hugged Ash's legs.

"Well Ash, it appears the berries gave her an extreme regenerative ability. It is how she was able to survive in the cold. Think of it as if she's using Recover on herself constantly. As of how she was left to die, well, I believe that she was thrown out of her pack because of her skin color. But that is only a guess."

"Woah…" Ash trailed off as he looked at the sleeping Mew. Charmander growled in agreement.

"How did the Celta or whatever you called it berries give her regenerative abilities? Does that mean if I gave any Pokemon the berries they would have that?" Ash asked, trying to suck in all the information he was receiving.

"Celtis Ash, the berries are called Celtis berries. I believe young Mew here must've eaten the Celtis berries within two days of her birth to have such a drastic change to her body. AS for why, I can only hypothesize." The professor replied.

"So, what should we do?" Ash asked. "Is she going to be okay?"

"She will be fine. Her abilities will help her heal faster than necessary so don't worry. She will probably wake up tomorrow if my guess is correct. However she is still not fully recovered because hypothermia is a hard thing to rebound from, even for one with extremely good regenerative abilities."

"So…Charmander and I can go train?"

"I suggest you call your mother first but after that, yes. Don't worry Ash, Mew will be just fine. There is nothing more you can do. Go! Have fun! Train if you want to!" The professor replied with a knowing smile.

Ash and Charmander both sighed in relief. "Hey um…professor? One more thing. Can Charmander and I stay overnight so Mew wakes up to a familiar face?"

The professor contemplated the question; there was nothing wrong with it. And Ash would help Mew recover. he had seen the boys love Pokemon."Sure Ash, dinner's at six so be back by then. I'll tell your mother you're staying over."

Ash and Charmander nodded their thanks and wordlessly went outside as Professor Oak continued to run scans over Mew.

Ash led Charmander to the Pokemon Corral, where Professor Oak keeps all the Pokemon trainers had switched out.

Ash noticed Charmander was looking worried. "Lighten up Charmander, let's get some training in! Like the professor suggested. This is the Pokemon Corral, it's where Professor oak keeps Pokjemon other trainers are switching out. This'll be our temporary training spot before Mew wakes up."

"Charmander?" The little lizard asked.

"What training? Well I think our training should consist of several parts; skill training, fitness training, and tactics training. Skill training is where we practice your moves. Fitness training is where we make you faster stronger and overall physically better. Tactics training will consist of how you face different opponents."

Charmander was confused. How to face different Pokemon? Why would he have to fight differently? "Char? Charmander?"

Ash looked at Charmander before squatting down next to him. "Well, let's say you were attacking water Pokemon, your fire attacks wouldn't work right? So we'll have to think differently…"

Ash droned on for several minutes. Charmander marveled at his trainer's knowledge. Wow, Ash was sure smart.

"So," Ash clapped his hands and stood up, "That's why we have to start now and make you the best fire type the world has ever seen!"

Ash had Charmander practice his Ember attack until he could blow apart small boulders with ease. He made him run laps and dodge to the side to practice agility. Occasionally, Ash would join Charmander in the grueling practice. Even though it was hard work, they enjoyed each other's company while they were at it.

That night, Ash slept in Mew's room. Several times, the legendary feline woke up because of nightmares. Charmander had tried to calm her then. Several times, Ash had to put her back to bed. He tried singing a lullaby. Charmander had laughed. He tried holding her and rocking her to sleep. That failed too. He finally gave up all attempts to sleep in his own bed and climbed into bed with Mew and Charmander. The trio finally fell into a dreamless sleep.

Please review. My idea is to have send out 2-5 chapter of every good idea I have. And since i ran out of ideas. I'm going to actually start updating starting with Red Victory. So please, it is 20 seconds of your life.

-Orion-