Ash Ketchum: Superman

A Pokemon/Superman story

Well, I hope everybody liked the last chapter! I hope you’ll like the fact that it didn’t feel TOO rushed. The first two chapters were kind of short because I wanted a blasted cliffhanger at the end of the first chapter. Just don’t get p**sed off at me for it, all right? Good. Again, the foreboding at the end of chapter 3 means that this one might go on for a while, so be f**kin’ patient with it. Besides, I got more important things to worry about. By the way, I’m REALLY sorry you got the third part again last week. I didn’t discover this until the day I checked, and I realized I had accidentally sent in the third chapter by mistake. Again, I’m REALLY sorry.

Note: This is a not-for-profit story. Pokemon is a registered trademark of Nintendo USA, The Pokemon Company and Warner Bros., and is a creation of Satoshi Tajiri. Superman is a registered trademark of DC Comics and Warner Bros., and is the creation of Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster.

Ages:

Ash/Kal-El/Superman (they’re all the same guy, all right?): 15

Misty: 15

Brock: 19

“Caped Wonder Stops Heist, Saves 30,” read Ash, from the front page of a newspaper. “Wow. This must be the guy you were talking about, Misty.” He said, pointing at a picture of himself (as Superman).

“Let me see!” Said Brock. “Hey Ash, he does look a bit like you!” He said, remembering what Misty said about him.

“Only he’s taller, and he looks older,” said Misty, “plus, his hair is well-groomed.” She said, looking at Ash and mocking him only a little bit.

“Oh, yeah.” Said Brock. At the same time, everyone else on the street was looking at the same story in their copies of the newspaper, their eyes as wide as basketballs, some even wider.

“I wonder what his name is.” Said Ash.

“He said his name is Kal-El and he’s from a distant planet called Krypton. He said he got his powers from our sun.” Said Misty. (Note: Misty asked him how he could fly the previous night and he told her. I didn’t feel like mentioning it in the previous chapter.)

“How did you know that?” said Ash, feigning surprise, knowing that he already told her.

“I met him last night.” Said Misty. “He also said that he was the only survivor of that planet.” She said.

“That stinks,” said Brock. He couldn’t help but be nosy and ask, “What else did you do with him?”

“I flew around with him,” she said somewhat dreamily, Ash feigning jealousy at the same time. “And that’s about it.” She said after seeing Ash’s face, fearing that he might get REALLY mad if she mentioned the fact that she kissed him.

“Why do you think he’s here?” Asked Brock.

“Well since he did save you Misty, I think he’s here to help others, using his powers, whatever they may be, to do so.” Said Ash.

“You know Ash, I think you may be right,” said Misty, putting her index finger up to her chin and looking up in a thoughtful manner while she said it. “I mean, why else would he be here? If he was here to conquer, he would’ve done it by now.”

“I think you’re right.” Said Ash.

“With all those powers, he’s like a Superman.” Noted Misty

“You mean the Übermensch that Friedrich Nietzsche wrote about?” asked Brock, getting a nasty look from Ash.

“No, not that kind,” said Misty. “That one means beyond human. Kal-El isn’t even human, despite having the same appearance. The Übermensch uses what’s called the ‘Will to Power’ for destruction of the old ideals. Kal-El doesn’t seem to be interested in that.”

“Maybe that could be his name, Superman!” Ash said to Brock and Misty, fully embracing the name Misty gave to his other side.

“You know, I did say that about him when I was with him last night. I told him that he looked like some kind of superman.” Said Misty.

“I wonder what powers he has?” Said Brock.

“Flight, obviously.” Said Misty.

“Super strength.” Suggested Ash.

“Super sight.” Added Misty.

“Maybe super-hearing?” Said Ash.

“Possibly.” Replied Misty.

“Someone’s gonna have to talk to this guy about it.” Said Ash, not wanting to raise suspicion to himself if he listed all of his own powers.

“Maybe I could do it for the Cerulean Times!” Exclaimed Misty. (Note: in this story, she’s a guest writer for the Cerulean City newspaper, which I’ve named the Cerulean Times.)

“What!?” Said Ash, pretending to be jealous.

“Is that a hint of jealousy I hear?” Misty asked slyly.

“Um…no.” Suddenly…

“HELP! FIRE!” Yelled someone. The three turned and saw a high-rise building in flames.

“Oh my God!” Yelled Brock.

“Thunderin’ Jaysus!” Yelled Ash.

“This looks like a job for you-know-who!” Said Misty. Ash knew this was his cue.

“I’ll go call the fire department. You two stay here.” He said.

“Okay, then.” Said Misty.

“Do that!” added Brock. And Ash ran away (Not in a cowardly sense, alright?). Ash ran a good distance and found just what he was looking for-a phone booth with tinted windows. He called the fire department from the phone booth, and then removed his cap…

“SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!” Yelled the woman trapped in the burning building. The fire department was already there, since it didn’t take very long (firefighters have to be ready to go at a moment’s notice, so as soon as they heard that call, they went into action immediately) for them to get there. Unfortunately, the flames were too intense, meaning that the firefighters couldn’t get to her. A crowd had gathered near the building, and several news crews were there as well. Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the woman was thrown out of the window by the force of the explosion, now screaming loudly. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw something blue flying towards her. Ash flew as fast as he could towards the burning building and saw the woman fall. Once he saw this, he reached his arms out and managed to catch her and calmly said,

“Easy miss, I’ve got you.” He said as he stopped in mid-air.

“You’ve got me? WHO’S GOT YOU?” She replied, obviously surprised. He turned his attention towards the flames. He took a big breath and blew out the fire like it was birthday candles. The crowd, though amazed at what they saw, was cheering loudly as Superman and the woman touched ground.

“Yeah, Superman!” Yelled Misty, hoping the news crews heard her. He set the woman down on the ground, and said to the paramedics,

“Gentlemen, make sure she’s okay.” The paramedics rushed to the woman’s side and led her to the ambulance. As she was led to the ambulance, she yelled “thank you” to Superman, which he acknowledged. Several journalists approached him, and one asked,

“Excuse me sir, but what’s your name?” Superman looked and found Misty in the crowd. He calmly said,

“Superman.” Using the name that she had coined.

“Great!” the reporter who asked the question said, him and the others writing it down on their note pads. “Can I ask why you’re here?” Superman politely replied,

“You know, I think I’ll save that for another time, place and person.” He said as he winked at Misty. She blushed at his comment. “Well, I’m off.” He said, and took off. The reporters gathered their notes and called their respective newspapers, saying things like,

“Chief, I got the biggest story for you since Jesus calmed the sea,” among other things. The crowd started to thin out, although people were still talking amongst each other, saying, “Did you see that?” “That was incredible.” “Did you see how he caught her?” Soon, it was just Misty, Brock, Pikachu and Togepi who were left. Then Ash showed up a minute after the crowd had thinned out, panting heavily, obviously from running.

“So what did I miss?” He said.

“Pika Pika! Pikachu, Chu, pi pika ka pika! Pika pika!” Said Pikachu (Did you think I’d actually forget about the most popular character of the series? Hell no!), which translated to, “there was this big explosion! The woman in the building fell but Superman saved her! Then he blew out the fire!”

“ He did WHAT!?”

“You heard what he said, Ash. Too bad you missed it.” Said Misty.

“Yeah, I guess so.” He replied, pretending to be disappointed, trying to keep them from knowing that it was he who did that.

“Alright, I’ve had enough excitement for one day. What do you say we get out of here?” Said Brock.

“You mean leave town?” Asked Misty.

“Yep.” He replied.

“Okay. But I gotta mail something first.” Ash said, clutching a piece of paper.

“Alright, we’ll meet you at the Pokemon Center and then leave.” Said Misty.

“Okay, see you guys at the Center!” He said, running away.

“What is he mailing?” Said Brock.

“I don’t care, and I don’t want to know. Mail is private business for people. It’s best we not ask.” Said Misty.

“You’re right.” Said Brock.

Ash went to city hall and presented something to an attendant in the lobby, and said, “excuse me miss, but could you make sure this gets to the mayor?”

“Sure,” The attendant replied. “We’ll have it to him soon.”

“Okay, thanks!” Yelled Ash as he left. The attendant didn’t even bother to read what was in the note.

5 minutes later, Ash arrived at the Pokemon Center. After they had lunch (This chapter took place in the morning, just so you know.) After checking to see if they had everything, the three travelers left. Brock, his mind bugging him about Ash’s note, could not help but ask, “so Ash, what did you mail?” Ash and Misty glared at him for asking that, and he quickly apologized, saying it was none of his business. As they left, Misty and Brock were thinking about-guess who-Superman. Ash, meanwhile, was looking forward to the next city, and to some alone time with Misty (not in a perverted way, dammit! I meant the romantic kind, alright?)…

“Mr. Mayor, this note just came in for you.” The secretary told the mayor through the intercom.

“Alright, give it to me.” He already had some people in his office discussing this “Superman” character. When he got the note, he noticed that the envelope said, “To the mayor of Summer City. From, a Friend.” The mayor opened the envelope and read the note inside. It said:

“Dear Mr. Mayor-I must inform you that I will be leaving your fine city. It has treated me well, and I thank you for your hospitality. Where I am going next, I cannot say. I am not leaving because I do not like your city-it is a beautiful city-but I believe that I am needed elsewhere. Who knows? Maybe I’ll come back here some day. Thank you for having me here. Sincerely, Superman.” The mayor put down the note, and said,

“Well, Superman, it was mighty fine having you.”

“Oh man, it’s great to breathe some fresh air.” Ash said, now that they were in the countryside.

“I wonder why that guy was here?” asked Misty, her mind filled with thoughts of you-know-who.

“Who knows? But I think what he’s doing.” Said Brock.

“Yeah, me too.” Said Ash. I’m really glad you appreciate my services. I just hope that the next town will. I just hope the mayor of Summer City doesn’t hold it against me now that I’m gone. He thought, looking forward to the previously mentioned alone time with Misty and the future for Superman.

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Alright, how’d you like it? I know that it’s been a while, but I’ve been busy, what with school and all. I’ll get to work on the next chapter real soon, so stay tuned! By the way, I just felt like making up the name Summer City.