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Austin stepped out of the Ranch, his eyes scanning the area for any signs of Delia or the group of people from the anime. But to his surprise, they were nowhere to be seen. 

'Well, that's one thing that's different.' Austin thought knowing it would take a while to force himself to call Delia 'Mom', but he didn't want to make her worry about what happened to the real 'Ash'.

The sun beat down on his skin, its rays scorching the earth. The vast expanse of land stretched out before him, with its rolling hills and barren trees. The dry wind howled, kicking up dust and debris that swirled around his feet.

He tugged at the collar of his pajamas, feeling sweat bead on his forehead. His eyes darted to Pikachu, who was standing a few feet away from him, his back turned. 

He cleared his throat, trying to get Pikachu's attention.

"So come on, Pikachu," he said, but the Electric Mouse didn't even turn to look at him. "Pikachu. Pika Pi."

Austin frowned, wondering if Pikachu was already ignoring him. He remembered how Ash had gained Pikachu's trust during the Spearow incident. But he didn't want to pull that stunt. He shook his head, dismissing the thought.

"Come on, don't I get the benefit of the doubt for not putting you in the Pokeball?" Austin asked, his voice laced with desperation.

Pikachu just stared at him blankly, his tone suggesting an insult that Austin couldn't quite comprehend. He glanced down at his pajamas, realizing that Pikachu probably wasn't taking him seriously.

Sighing, Austin walked back to Prof. Oak's lab as Pikachu scratched his head with his foot before coming out wearing rubber gloves he picked Pikachu up causing the Electric Mouse to try and electrocute him, and yet nothing was happening.

"I'll put you down in a few minutes, but I just want to go home and change out of these Pajamas," Austin said to Pikachu as the Mouse was giving him a death glare.

On making it to the house, Austin put Pikachu down who growled at him, clearly not impressed. "Hey, you were the one that didn't want to go anywhere," Austin snapped back. "Look, can't we just have a compromise?"

Pikachu raised an eyebrow, waiting for Austin's proposal.

"We go through Route 1, and if you still don't like me by the time we get to Viridian, you can go your way," Austin offered, holding out his hand. "Deal?"

Pikachu frowned, a hint of suspicion in his eyes. He was expecting Austin to break the deal, even if he agreed. "Pika Pi Chu Pika!" he exclaimed, his cheeks sparking with electricity.

Delia emerged from her humble abode, eyes squinting in the morning sun. And there, in the company of her beloved Pikachu, stood Ash. Or at least, that's who she thought it was.

"Ash, is that you?" she asked tentatively, noting something was amiss.

But Ash's reply was hesitant, laced with a hint of panic. "Uh, yeah, I panicked when I woke up, Mrs-er, Mom."

Pikachu regarded him with a curious gaze, almost as if he knew something was off. But before Delia could press any further, she picked up the yellow Pokemon, and in one smooth motion, rubbed the spot in between his ears. And just like that, Pikachu's mind was filled with pure bliss.

Austin, for that was who he truly was, watched in disbelief. "Now that's not fair," he muttered to himself.

Delia, oblivious to Austin's inner turmoil, continued with her motherly duties. "Your clothes are out on your bed," she said, gesturing for him to follow.

And so Austin found himself in Ash's room, surrounded by clothes that were all too familiar. Donning the black shirt, blue vest, blue jeans, black and white sneakers, and red and white hat, he felt a sense of familiarity wash over him. It was as if he was becoming Ash, piece by piece.

As he made his way downstairs, he was met with a spread of breakfast. But guilt gnawed at him from within. He was deceiving Delia, pretending to be her son, when all he wanted was to find out how this strange phenomenon had occurred.

Pikachu, ever the opportunist, was gobbling up some Pokemon food that Delia had kept for the trainers at her restaurant. But when Austin tried to speak to him, the yellow Pokemon simply turned away. "Yeah...still a dick," he muttered under his breath.

Delia watched as 'Ash' ate his breakfast, a faint worry creeping into her mind. Something wasn't quite right. The way he ate was different, slow and deliberate, almost as if he was trying to put on a show of good manners.

"Eat up, you'll need your strength before your journey," she said, her eyes fixed on his face.

He managed a weak smile. "Got it M-Mom," he replied, trying to keep his suspicions hidden.

Delia continued to watch him, her motherly instincts telling her that something was off. 

As he ate, Delia couldn't help but notice how different he was acting. Normally, Ash would stuff his mouth full of food, barely taking the time to chew before swallowing. But this imposter was different, eating slowly and using good manners.

It was a nice change, she thought to herself. But as she thought more about it, she realized that 'Ash' had been acting differently since he had woken up.  

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Austin couldn't help but feel a sense of relief as he finally managed to leave Delia's incessant fussing behind. The woman had clung to him like a barnacle, reminding him to change his underwear and pressing awkward hugs upon him until he was ready to scream. But now he was on Route 1, the wide-open road stretching out before him like a great maw, promising adventure and danger in equal measure.

Pikachu trotted beside him, no longer willing to be carried now that Austin had the rubber gloves. Austin couldn't help but feel a sense of unease at the creature's presence. Pikachu was acting strange, like it was aware of something that Austin wasn't. Maybe it was just his imagination, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about the yellow rodent.

Breathing in slowly, Austin began to walk as he saw various Pidgeys flying around. The creatures were a common sight on Route 1, and Austin couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the prospect of catching one. But he had to focus on the task at hand first. He had to gain Pikachu's trust if he was ever going to find out what happened to him.

As if sensing his thoughts, Pikachu scampered up a nearby tree and sat there, tongue sticking out. Austin couldn't help but roll his eyes at the creature's antics.

"Seriously Pikachu?" he muttered, pinching his nose in frustration. "Well, you'll have to come down eventually."

But Pikachu didn't budge, instead chomping down on an apple that hung from the tree's branches. Austin sighed, sitting down with a heavy thud. This was going to be harder than he thought.

He had considered instigating the Spearow incident, but he knew it was too risky. He wasn't willing to risk his own life or Pikachu's just for the sake of gaining his trust. 

'But it was a major part of the series and if I don't do that there could be a butterfly effect-... Or is it Butterfree effect now?' Austin randomly thought.

Sighing, Austin looked up to see Pikachu eating an apple that was hanging from the tree. 'Well catching a Pokemon all comes down to luck so if I try to catch a Pokemon that isn't a Spearow I should be fine.'

Austin looked up to see Pikachu eating an apple that was hanging from the tree. 'Well catching a Pokemon all comes down to luck so if I try to catch a Pokemon that isn't a Spearow I should be fine.'

He had to find a way to break through to the creature, to show it that he was on its side.

And catching a Pokemon was as good a way as any to do that. Austin pulled out an empty Pokeball from his backpack and stood up, brandishing it in front of Pikachu.

"I don't suppose you'll help me catch a Pokemon?" he asked, half-jokingly.

Pikachu just laughed, as if Austin had told a joke. 

"... Yeah, didn't think so."

With that, he looked around for a bit as he walked away from the tree.

Pikachu watched him leave before smirking.

Now was his chance to get away.

With that done, he ran down the tree and began to run off before colliding with something.

Shaking his head, Pikachu glared only for it to be a Spearow as it glared back at him.

"Spear!" Spearow took to the air as it was about to attack Pikachu, something that caused Austin to turn and notice as Pikachu ducked.

'Oh come on!' Austin thought running towards the scene. 'I didn't even throw the damn rock!'

But before he could find one, he heard a loud screeching sound. Turning around, he saw a Spearow descending upon Pikachu, ready to attack. 

"Pikachu use Thundershock!" Austin ordered as Spearow went to try again and Pikachu didn't hesitate as it electrocuted the Spearow causing it to cry out loudly 

Austin seized the opportunity, throwing the Pokeball at the stunned creature. It sucked the Spearow in, and the ball began to shake violently. Austin held his breath, waiting for the telltale ding that would signify his first successful capture.

And finally, it came. The ball dinged, and Austin let out a triumphant whoop. He had caught his first Pokemon. 

"Are you alright Pikachu?" Austin asked as Pikachu was about to answer before they heard a few more cries and both turned to see the flock of Spearow's flying towards them.

Eyes widening, Austin grabbed the Pokeball containing the newly caught Spearow and he grabbed Pikachu before taking off running, surprising the Pokemon as he nearly electrocuted Austin to get him to let go.

"Too many for you to fight." Austin panted out as he was running. 'And I'm way out of shape!'

He nearly saw stars as a Spearow slammed into the back of his head with the flock catching up.

"Pikachu get in your Pokeball," Austin told him as he felt more adrenaline from the hit and tried to run faster.

"Pi?!" Pikachu glared.

"Listen to me, I'm not going to let you get hurt," Austin told him.

'Plus I can run faster without carrying him.'

A Spearow jabbed at his arm as he was carrying Pikachu before Austin used his vest to keep Pikachu from being pecked and tried to fish around for his Pokeball before he realized one error.

He left it at Prof. Oak's lab.

"Crap," Austin muttered before another Spearow hit his head and this time he tripped over a rock and was sent rolling across the ground as Pikachu cried out in surprise.

Pushing himself up, Austin saw that the Spearows were circling. "Pikachu get out of here." He told him.

Pikachu gave him a shocked look as Austin grabbed a rock and threw it, nailing a Spearow causing the flock to focus on him.

"Over here!" Austin shouted as they forgot about the Pikachu and flew at him.

Feeling a bead of sweat drip down his face, Austin began to book it.

Pikachu stared as Austin was getting further away in shock that a human just did that for him.

A human that he spent most of the day ignoring and electrocuted one time.

And now he was in danger because he ran into that Spearow.

Eyes narrowing Pikachu came to a decision.

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'Regret!' Austin thought running with his arms flailing as he tried to pick up speed. 'Regret! Major regret!'

He had to be suicidal.

That's probably why he did this.

Looking back to see if the flock was still following him, he ran faster at seeing how close they were.

'Irony.' Austin thought to himself. 'I didn't throw the rock that caused this and it happened anyways.'

His lungs were burning from the running he was doing before he tripped and was sent rolling again.

This time the Spearow surrounded him and they pecked and clawed at him as he cried out in pain.

'Not good.' Austin thought as he tried to get them to go away.

"CHU!" A Thundershock caused them to disperse as Pikachu ran up in front of him and glared at the flock.

Lifting his head, Austin was surprised by this as Pikachu had his cheeks sparking with the Spearows around.

"Pikachu, there's too many," Austin told him as he tried to get up wincing. "Get out of here."

"Pika." Pikachu shook his head as he wasn't going to just leave the kid after what the kid just did to try and save him.

Austin felt lightheaded as the Spearows got closer and the last thing he heard before blacking out was. "Staryu, use Water Gun!"

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[ Pallet Town - Ketchum Household ] 

Delia Ketchum anxiously tapped her foot on the floor. Her anxiety was through the roof ever since her son had started his journey a few hours prior.

Growing up and living in a place like Pallet Town was pretty boring as it was an isolated place.

The only place of note for this little town was that it was the home of the famous Professor Samuel Oak. He was once a strong trainer that was on the level of the Elite Four – four of the five strongest trainers in Kanto. Though, before taking the Elite Four Challenge something in Samuel Oak changed. Samuel Oak just woke up one morning and realized that he didn't want to battle Pokémon anymore, no, he was much happier when studying and nurturing Pokémon instead.

So he left the life of a Pokémon battler behind and he set up shop in the town that he grew up in; Pallet Town. He and his Pokémon had never been happier as they too; were tired of battling for the sake of battling. Professor Oak became a well-known name in the Pokémon research scene and soon after he became the new Regional Professor – and was responsible for setting up aspiring Pokémon trainers with their starter pokémon and educating them for their journeys.

Her son was an energetic child – so energetic in fact, that it bordered on hyperactivity and as a result, was often easily distracted from his studies with Professor Oak and the little class that he taught in his spare time. The Professor had noticed this and had told her that he thought that Ash should be tested for any learning problems that were often found in those that couldn't stay focussed for long periods. Delia just waved the Professor's comment off with a statement that Ash's father was the same as his age. Professor Oak immediately backed off after the statement as he knew who Ash's father is/was: the legendary Red Ketchum.

But now when her son had gone on his journey, Delia realized that maybe she shouldn't have waved off Professor Oak's words. Ash while energetic wasn't the prodigy that his father was. 

Maybe she shouldn't have been so protective of her son shielding him from the outside world.

Am I a bad mother ?!

Delia couldn't shake off the haunting news from a few days prior. A flock of Spearow and Fearow had descended upon Pallet Town, wreaking havoc on the population. A young trainer named Jimmy lost his life in the midst of it all, leaving behind a trail of tragedy and despair.

But what shook Delia to her core was the reason behind the deployment of Ace Trainers and Rangers. It wasn't to protect the lives of the innocent or to avenge Jimmy's death. No, it was because the Fearow flock had decimated the Caterpie population in the east of Pallet.

As Delia grappled with this chilling realization, she couldn't help but question the value of human life in this cruel world of Pokemon. Did the league truly cherish the lives of its young trainers, or were they simply pawns in a greater scheme?

Her heart ached at the thought of her son, Ash, following in the footsteps of those who had lost their lives pursuing their dreams of becoming a Pokemon trainer. But how could she crush his aspirations and rob him of his one true passion?

Delia was torn between her love for her son and her fear for his safety.