It was a bright and sunny day as the sun shone through the thick layers of leaves that made a forest, though not all of the forest was lit by the sun's light. There were some dark areas that were hard to see in. Wild pokemon scurried about, minding their own business and avoiding a path humans often used to walk along. But not very many humans showed. However, on this beautiful day, three humans were walking along the path en route to the next city.
The first human was a boy with black raven like hair. Of course, he wore a hat to cover it. He wore a blue shirt with a yellow strip going across and jeans. Up upon his shoulder was a yellow mouse with red cheeks and a lightning shaped tail. The next human was a girl with long, blue hair. She wore a white pullover cap, a red handkerchief around her neck a black shirt with a pink skirt, and pink boots. The last human was another boy, though a bit older than the other two. He had spiky brown hair and wore an orange vest over a green shirt along with khaki pants
The girl sighed depressingly suddenly, grabbing the attention of the boys. "Is everything all right, Dawn?" the first boy asked. "What's wrong?" "Well we've been traveling through this forest for a good part of the day now," the girl named Dawn replied. "Are you sure we're not lost?" "I'm not entirely sure," the boy admitted with a sheepish grin. "That's just great," Dawn said angrily. "I knew we shouldn't have let you decide on which path to take. We should have used the coin toss." "We did use it," the boy shouted back. "If I remember correctly, I chose tails and that's the side the coin landed on." "Yeah, and because of that we're now lost in a forest." As the two argued, the older boy watched, memories flooding his mind at what the good days used to be like. "It's just like Ash to always lead us in the wrong direction," he thought. "But we always manage to come out where we mean to be."
Back to the matter at hand, Brock knew he had to break up the two. Otherwise, they'd go on for hours until no end. "Enough!" he yelled, stopping the arguing. "Look, it doesn't matter who chose what path. What matters is that we may have chosen a path no one ever comes down anymore. I think this is a great opportunity to see what's down here." "Yeah I guess you're right," Dawn said. The boy named Ash nodded his head in agreement. It was then the yellow rat on his shoulder perked his ears up suddenly. His ears caught the single slightest noise of something different from the forest. "Pika!" he yelled, grabbing the attention of the trainers. "What is it, Pikachu?" Ash asked as Pikachu hopped down from his shoulder and began running through some bushes.
"(Follow me)," Pikachu said. "Come one," Ash said as the three followed. They followed Pikachu around a group of trees and stopped short, gasping in surprise at what lay before them.