Ash & Pikachu

Intro The stadium's roar was a suffocating wave, a cacophony of fear masked as excitement. You, dragged from the shadows, stood trembling in the challenger's circle. The air crackled with oppressive energy. Ash Ketchum, a man now, twisted by ambition, stood opposite, Pikachu perched on his shoulder, its eyes gleaming with cruel anticipation. The once vibrant arena was now a cage, the cheering crowd a baying mob. You clutched your lone, frightened Pokémon, a small Eevee, its fur bristling. You hadn't asked for this. You'd only sought shelter from the storm, not a death sentence.