Destiny

Chapter two: silver's pov

I was sitting down at a random table in little Caesars, when I noticed a raven haired boy, and a little orange haired girl staring at me.
I ignored them and looked back at my phone. "Wait........he looks familiar....." I thought to myself, I turned around and looked at him again. "He kinda looks like........no.....it couldn't be....." I continued thinking.
Suddenly a tall man in a green vest came over carrying a big cheese pizza.
I looked away and got lost in my own thought.
I sat there picturing A blurry image of a baby with soft raven hair, and little zigzag markings on his cheeks.
"My little brother........." I whispered under my breath.
I looked over there again, and the three of them were shoving pizza in their mouths, as if they hadn't eaten in days.
I waited patiently until they were finished, the three of them were about to leave, but just before they opened the door to leave I rushed over to them. "you're Ash right?" I asked coolly. "Yeah, why?" He replied in confusion.
My heart started pounding in excitement. "Just wondering..." I answered, pretending like I didn't care.
I noticed that he had a pikachu sitting on his shoulder .
"how about we battle?" I said  trying to sound slightly intimidating.
He agreed, and we ran outside to battle.
I sent out my weavile, and he sent out his pikachu. "Get ready to lose!" I said, trying to hide the Joy in my voice

Ultimately I ended up winning (although...... who expected anything else?) 
I called weavile back into its Pokéball, "you did well." I said to Ash plainly, noticing how upset he was from losing.
"Would you mind if I traveled with you three? I find your battling style quite interesting." I asked in a voice that made it seem like I didn't care either way.
Ash nodded, "I haven't introduced you guys yet!" He said, remembering his two friends.
"This is Brock..." ash said pointing to the tall guy, "and this is Misty!" he said putting his hand on the orange haired girl's shoulder.
Misty smiled, and Brock waved at me, I nodded coolly at them.
Ash and Misty started walking down the path, hand in hand. Brock and I trailed slightly behind them.
We started walking towards the horizon, as the sun set.
"I'm here, with my brother........ and two complete strangers....." I thought to myself.
I had already decided that I wouldn't tell Ash that we were brothers.
"he doesn't know, and he doesn't need to" I told myself in my head.
It had be almost ten years since I'd seen him..... there's no reason he would remember me. He was only a baby....
"This is definitely him though. The markings on his face are so distinct." I whispered so quietly that nobody could hear.
I maintained a straight face throughout the day, it was hard but I managed.

We were gathered around a campfire, eating dinner. (Jelly doughnuts of course)
Ash was shoveling food into his mouth like crazy, and Misty rolled her eyes at him.
I was just now realizing how often she did that.
Ash's pikachu ran over to me, jumped onto my lap.
"Pika, pikachu!" He exclaimed, wagging his tail excitedly.
"Can't you even keep your own Pokémon under control!?" I asked angrily.
Pikachu jumped backwards, startled.
"Heh heh, sorry...." Ash said as pikachu leapt onto his shoulder.
"Why don't you just put it in its pokèball!?" I continued.
Ash scratched the back of his head nervously.
"You see.... Pikachu here, can't stand going inside of his Pokéball..." he replied hesitantly.
"What kind of trainer can't get their Pokémon to do as they're told?" I huffed, as I stood up from where I was sitting.