What has happened before : James turns against Team Rocket for the sake
of his Aunt Nadoka, his old nurse. Jessie and Co are approached by
Happosai, the oldest living, next to Cologne, Pokemon Master.

Opening theme : Pokemon 152 - ? Theme

(Opening shot, Ash is standing in the arena of the Elite Four,
spotlights trained on him. He raises a Pokeball to the sky, the light
glinting off the ball.)
I wanna be the very best
No one ever was,

(A pokeball soars towards a small Caterpie, catching it with ease. The
shot changes to shots of Ranma, Akane and Ryoga, all with a Pokeball in
hand)

to catch them is my real task,
to train them is my cause
(Shots of Charmander, Squirtle, Ash and Pikachu riding on a Lapras. A
shot of Ash and Pikachu standing beside Ryoga, Brock, Misty, Ranma and
Akane.)

I will travel across the land
searching far and wide
(Shots of Ash and Pikachu racing across the fields beside a Aricane and
Rapidash. Changes to a shot of Ranma tossing a Pokeball, a Charmander
emerging out.)

these Pokemon do understand
the power that's inside
(An open Pokeball sucking in a Pokemon, and closing.)


Pokemon
Gotta catch 'em all
(A dramatic pan backwards, showing Ash, Ranma, Misty and Brock standing
in a stiff wind, a huge Minotaur like creature, its arms upraised with
snarling fury against the black covered sky.)

It's you and me
I know its my destiny
(Ash hugs Pikachu. Happosai, Cologne and Oak stands behind the Nerima
crew as they fight. Ash twists his red League cap behind his neck. Misty
flaring up and firing a beam of ice towards a building where it explodes
with incredible force.)

Pokemon
Oh you're my best friend
In a world we must defend
(Shots of Oak, Jenny, Joy, Ash's mother, Jessie and James along with
Meowth and Gary sticking a Pokeball into the screen.)

Pokemon
Gotta catch 'em all
Our hearts so true
(Akane and Misty hugging Ash and Ranma respectively. Brock running after
Ukyou for a date.)

Our courage will pull us through
You teach me and I'll teach you
(Final scene the whole cast, Ash, Misty, Brock and Pikachu standing in
front of a curved row of Ranma and Akane in the middle, Ryoga and
Shampoo beside them, Ukyou kneeling in the front of the crew. Panda,
Oak, Cologne and Happosai at the sides, Team Rocket off to the side,
arms folded, their Pokemon out as the camera pans back to show
everyone.)

Pokemon
Gotta catch 'em all
Gotta catch 'em all

POKEMON!

                    A Pokemon, Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction
                    Developed for the new Millennium

                          Pokemon 152 - ? 2000

                         written by Shaun Garin
                          revised by WarChild

                   based on an idea by Kahlil Noriega
                   written with the authors permission

Note(Shaun Garin): I made a mistake with the timelines, Charmander is
supposed to be a Charizard. I'll correct that later.

Episode 4 : Lost Boys and their Pokemon

What is the sound of a Samurai wannabe having several thousand volts of
electricity coursing through his body, while standing in the middle of a
water puddle?

"PI-KAAAA!"

ZAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!

Instant fried Samurai wanna-be. As Kuno fell over, the teens, now
accompanied by James in a Furinkian High Uniform, his pokeball hanging
from his belt and a sullen look on his slender girlishly handsome face.
James yawned loudly. "If Auntie Nadoka didn't want me to go to school, I
never would have gone. Especially with YOU brats coming along for the
ride," he said, leveling a glare at the three Pokemon trainers. Misty
stuck her tongue out at him and his forehead creased with annoyance.

"Well, if you never agreed to it, then perhaps we wouldn't be on
speaking terms," Misty said snidely while adjusting her short yellow top
and lifting a suspender strap onto her shoulder.

Ranma, equally sullen but for a totally different reason, leapt down
from her perch atop the fence and opened her mouth to make a snide
comment about the male half of Team Rocket, but then suddenly, an odd
expression crossed her face. She reached into her belt and pulled out a
quaking Pokeball. Misty blinked. "Hey, isn't your father still in there?
"

"I think so." Ranma expanded it and looked at the Pokeball, a curious
look on her face. "How do you get 'em out of here?"

"Here, let me." James took the Pokeball and wound up. "Pokeball, GO!"

With a bright flash, Panda-san appeared, nearly faint from hunger.  He
blinked a few times before toppling over, a low earthquake rumble
echoing from the depths of his black hole stomach.

Ranma grinned. "I like this. Instant punishment." She walked over and
started to slap him back to consciousness. "Hey, pop, there's food back
at the Dojo."

Panda held up a sign. <<I'm gonna get you for this boy. Treating your
father so.>> He rose up from his collapsed position and rushed down the
road towards the Dojo. Suddenly, a warbling panda cry shattered the
windows. It was a cry of agony and heart wrenching sorrow. It was a cry
of pure anguish. It was a cry of terror at the same time.

It was the cry of a human turned panda receiving Akane's cooking
leftovers.

<><><>

"RANMA! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!"

Hark. The cry of the Eternally Lost Boy.

Ryoga stood atop a house in a quiet town. He scratched his head in
confusion. "Where am I anyways?"

As far as small rural towns went, this was small enough to be considered
for peaceful areas. He pulled out a map from his backpack and read it
over, the map actually being a map of the Hong Kong Inner City area.
Turning it over and over a few times, he finally gave up and tossed the
map away with a flick of his wrist. (Incidentally, the map was thrown
with enough force to jam itself into the rooftop.)

A just then, a older man, his hair already in the graying stage, popped
up behind him through a roof top opening skylight. He was elderly, with
a shock of gray white hair, gray eyes, a red shirt and gray pants. "If
you don't mind, would you kindly come down from atop my lab, young man?"

Ryoga turned and sheepishly followed the man into the lab.

<><><>

"Oh, so you've met Ash?"

Ryoga nodded over his tea. "Yeah. He's in Japan in the Tendo Dojo,
Nerima. If only I could find the place."

Professor Oak rubbed his chin thoughtfully and took a sip of tea.  "Have
you ever considered a guide dog?"

"Many times but I already have a dog. Is there any way I can get back to
Japan?"

Professor Oak stood and headed towards a back room. "Come with me Ryoga.
There's something I'd like to show you."

Ryoga followed and entered a room with a lot of technology. And sitting
in the middle of the room were three Pokeballs with small symbols on
them. A flame, a leaf and a spray of water. "These are beginning
Pokemon. If you decide to, you can take one and they will lead you to
wherever you wish to go. The choices are Bulbasaur, Charmander and
Squirtle."

Ryoga's face crossed with a look of disbelief. "Pokemon? You're willing
to give me a Pokemon to help me travel?"

"Why not?" Professor Oak tapped the controls and the glass cover slid
back with a hiss of air. "A Pokemon can be one of the best friends there
can be. But you have to be open minded to completely master the Pokemon
you choose. Please, consider wisely."

Ryoga thought hard. His hand moved across the balls thoughtfully before
his hand alighted on the Pokeball with the leaf. "I'll take the plant
one." He plucked the ball and it opened with a flash of red, white and
blue. A small creature, about a foot and a half tall, green, flecked
with blue and had a large seed planted on its back stood there on all
fours.

"Bulba. Saur."

"You made a good choice Ryoga-kun. Now, I have a few more gifts for
 you."

Oak turned and pulled a few items. "These are your Poke balls and your
Pokedex. The balls are for catching Pokemon and the Pokedex is a Pokemon
Encyclopedia. And I have another Pokemon for you." Oak pressed a full
pokeball into Ryoga's hands. "This is Pigeot, a bird Pokemon. He can fly
you anywhere you need to go."

Ryoga was speechless. "Thank you," he said, finally regaining his voice.
"I don't know what to say. Thank you Professor."

"Just remember, Pokemon are for battles but only battles for self
defense, trainer battles or Gym battles. Never for aggression. And watch
out for members of Team Rocket. They are Pokemon thieves. I suggest
taking some time to collect Pokemon before leaving the island. And to
raise your Pokemon well, have it fight as much as it can. Do you
remember all that?"

Ryoga nodded. "Thanks Professor! I'll return sometime with something
special when I find this place again. Come on Bulbasaur."

"Bulba."

Ryoga walked into the sunset, his new Pokemon following behind him out
of his Pokeball. Which was kinda dumb since he wanted to go the other
way.

Oak stared off into the sunlight, slipping on a pair of sunglasses.
"He's got a great journey ahead of him."

Just then, a light tap spun him around. It was Ryoga with Bulbasaur.
"Um, Professor? Can you direct me in the way towards Japan?"

Oak groaned. "Come on, I'll Fly with you back to the Dojo."

<><><>

Quiet. Peaceful. No Shampoo. No Kuno, either of them. No Mousse. No
Ryoga. No nothing.

Ranma stretched out on the roof, glad to have stopped posing as Ranko
since his mother, Grand Master Nadoka left for her house.  Say, he
wondered, where IS Shampoo and Mousse anyhow?

Ranma sat up at the sound of someone clambering up the side of the
house. It was Brock and Misty. Misty barely got over the edge of the
roof before asking, "How do you jump up here that easily?"

"Talent. Say, you guys haven't seen Shampoo or Mousse anywhere, have
you?"

"Nah, haven't ever since a couple of days ago. That's when we two got
our new Pokemon." Brock pulled out his Pokeball and released a
Farfight'ed. Ranma goggled.

"Um, don't mean to burst your bubble Brock but THAT'S Mousse."

Mousse looked tired and hungry as he quacked weakly. Misty turned pale.
"Uh oh." She pulled out her Pokeball and released Shampoo who was
equally tired and pale. "I think we made a really bad mistake."

"Mistake is correct," came an old voice. The trio spun around to see a o
ld bat who was old enough to be the grandmother of Moses. She perched
atop a staff that was three times her height. "I am sorry that my
Grand-daughter is rather poor sighted and stubborn, but she felt honor
bound to kill you after you defeated her." A thought occurred to her.
"She DID give you the Kiss of Death, didn't she?"

"Kiss of Death?" Misty asked.

Cologne blinked in confusion. "She DIDN'T give you the Kiss of Death?"

"No, not that I can remember."

Cologne groaned. "Well, the death threat is over. Amazon law says that
if an Amazon fails to give the Kiss of Death or Kiss of Marriage within
a day of the defeat, the intent is annulled. Be forewarned that Shampoo
will have some hostility towards you, so be careful about throwing those
Pokeballs about." Cologne picked up Mousse and Shampoo and pogooed out
of sight.

"Boy, good thing you caught her Misty, otherwise you would have a crazy
Amazon after you for the rest of your life," Brock pointed out.

Ranma nodded. "Hey, there's still some time left, why don't we to
Ucchans? She's an old friend of mine who runs a Okonomiyaki restaurant.
Besides, Akane's cooking."

A collective shudder went up the group and faster than anything, they
were gone. Akane came out of the kitchen a second later, carrying a
platter of Unidentified Slimy Substance, smothered with Lizard Gizzards,
and a generous helping of green Jello, with jalapeno's in the wobbly
dessert.

"RANMA!" she shouted. "Where are you?"

A second later, she headed into the living room, where Nabiki sat,
reading a Sailor V Manga. "Oneechan, where's Ranma and the others?"

"5000 yen," Nabiki said, not looking up from her Manga, hand
outstretched. Akane grumbled but slapped the money into her sisters
hand. "Ranma, Brock and Misty went to Ucchans for supper."

Akane did the aura thing, a wall bursting into flame. "RAAANNMMMAAAAA!"
she growled, promising threats of pain and possible death. She set down
her LEVEL 5 HAZ-MAT BIO WEAPON and stomped out, toting a huge Kaori-250
ton mallet.

<><><>

"Pika Pika, PikaCHU."

Ukyou smiled and quicker than any other Okonomiyaki cook in the country,
a fruit Okonomiyaki sat in front of the extremely cute Pokemon. Pikachu
picked up a knife and Pikachu sized chopsticks appeared in his hands.
Pikachu took a few bites and said, "Pika."

Ash chomped down on his beef Okonomiyaki and commented on her cooking.
Ukyou blushed. "Thanks," she said, flushing a deep red.

Just then, the curtain flapped, admitting Ranma, Misty and Brock.
"Ucchan," Ranma greeted, plopping down on the stool in front of the
grill. "What's for supper?"

"Ranchan! I'll serve you something good." Her spatulas blurred into
motion, as benefiting a Okonomiyaki Otaku. Within seconds, three
steaming hot Okonomiyaki's landed on plates in front of the three new
customers. "It's on the house for the three of you."

"Thanks!" Misty exclaimed as she dug into her food. "This is great! How
long have you been making this?"

"About ten years."

As Ash took another bite of his food, he heard something. It was like a
descript cackle, trained on perversion and panty raiding. It was
followed close behind by a thunderous stampede of feet, and the
screaming of women. The lead was shouting, "WHAT A HAUL!"

Ranma's ears perked up and he hurriedly scooped up the food before he
jumped to his feet and dashed outside. His eyes narrowed in disgust.
"Happosai."

Amazingly, the old pervert wasn't alone this time. Actually, he was
towing along Jessie from Team Rocket, her face red with fury at the
withered old man.

"STOP! HENTAI! GIVE THOSE BACK!"

Ranma cracked his knuckles and leapt into the fray.

<><><>

<<Blue haired man cute, yes, Hiibachan?>>

<<Indeed child. He is also someone of noble birth. Wealthy. Insanely
wealthy to be exact. And a Pokemon Trainer as well.>>

Shampoo shuddered slightly. <<I don't want to be in the red and white
ball again.>> The purple haired bombshell stole a nervous glance at the
man who was literally inhaling the food set out in front of him. <<He's
still cute though.>>

"Can I have another one?" James asked, pushing his bowl forward.

"Tab all ready sky high," Shampoo snapped. Cologne laid a hand on her
Granddaughter's shoulder.

<<Shampoo, let him eat. He looks malnourished. Well let the tab slide
just this once.>>

Shampoo leveled a look at her Grandmother. <<You're planning something,
aren't you?>>

<<Child, when did I plan something like this?>>

<<Gee, I don't know. Lemme think,>> Shampoo said sarcastically.

Just then, a sound like a bird screeching came. Actually, it was two as
two people landed in front of the Nekohanten, each with a rather large
bird with fearsome black eyes and a length of multicolored feathers atop
their heads. And in their sharp claws, were two men. One was Ryoga, the
other was a elderly man with gray hair and a lab coat.

"Nihao Pig-boy! Who friend?"

"Don't call me that!" Ryoga snapped. But then he cooled and said, "This
is Professor Oak from Pallet Town."

"Oak?" The voice belonged to Cologne who hopped out. She blinked at the
elderly man who blinked back. "Samuel."

"Cologne. It's been a while."

She cracked a wide grin. "No more than you. I see you've grown old.
What, you never continued with Chi practicing?"

"Do I LOOK like I continued with Martial Arts?" he snapped, though a
note of amusement was in his voice.

Cologne and Samuel Oak shared a laugh as they started recalling about
the world back in the 1950's.

<><><>

"I'm homeee!"

Kasumi came out, holding a plate of cookies that were still warm. Akane
took a couple and a glass of milk. Then, she sat down and started to
eat, still sour at Ranma and the others skipping out on her well cooked
meal. Well cooked meaning that you could attach a timer to her Souffle
and it would explode with the equivalent of a Nuclear Time bomb, sending
the effects of a biogenic weapon across half the world, wiping out
nearly seven billion people. As the author said; well cooked.

She snarfed down some more cookies before getting up and  grabbing a 250
ton mallet her friend Kaori had leant her. Ranma was going to eat her
cooking if it killed her.

In all retrospect, it would kill Ranma if she force-fed any more of her
so called food. That would actually explain the amounts of offers from
the Middle East for her cooking. Although she never really got the
message WHY they asked her for it.

<><><>

"Bulba-saur!"

A vine snaked out and grabbed Ryoga about the waist. "Bulba bulba saur."

Ryoga turned around, following the vine and Bulbasaur pulled the lost
boy towards the Tendo Dojo. "Bulba?" he asked.

"Yup, this is it."

"Amazing," Oak said, recalling his Pidgiot. "It takes you five minutes
to cross the street. You really are lost."

Ryoga shrugged. He opened the door, which surprised the people inside,
half expecting him to blast through the door with the Breaking Point
Technique. Just then, Akane stormed by, holding a mallet several times
the size of her normal one ton mallet. In fact, the tonnage was clearly
marked. 250 tons.

"Akane-san?"

She stopped short. "Oh, Ryoga-kun!"

"Um, where are you going with that mallet?" he asked, rubbing his neck
nervously while eyeing the weight markings on the
side.

"Ranma ran out on my cooking."

As noted in various other sources, Ryoga was usually level headed,
excepting the times when he was eternally lost, or he was swearing death
upon Ranma Saotome. But at this point, he had a tendency to go into a
blind bezerker rage whenever Ranma was involved in insulting Akane or
even innocently speaking with the other girls. His bright green battle
aura flared, quickly ripping into the fury of a bright red as he started
running back the way he came. Bulbasaur grumbled and charged after him.
Akane followed and Oak just went inside where he was greeted by Kasumi.

<><><>

Jessie shivered in the cool of the mountain. It was dark. But then
again, all caves were.  Happosai smiled.  This was the cave his foolish
students had sealed him in.  That, he thought, was their worst mistake.
When he was sealed by his students in this cave, he once thought that he
was defeated.  That was until he found it. Now it is time for Ranma to
really pay!

The front was lit by a torch, held by the shriveled master of the
Anything Goes Indiscriminate Grappling Martial Arts School, and Pokemon
Master. Note that he was discredited when Cologne was the Pokemon League
Master. That was shortly after she had divorced him.  "So where's this
Ultimate Pokemon?" she grumbled, pulling the warm brown cloak over her
shoulders.

"Just up ahead. Just remember, when we encounter him, leave the Pokemon
to me. Only I can control him."

Soon, they came up on a large stone with a glowing pentagram, inscribed
on the rock. Several stones were imbedded in the wall where he stood on
a rock to press them. "Fire, water, plant,  psychic, poison, dragon,
bug, electric. Activate." He finally pressed the golden gemstone in the
middle of the wall. With a green glow, the pentagram winked out and the
rock slid back.

It was dangerously dark behind the rock. Nothing. The black inkiness was
so dark, the torch's light was sucked up. Then, two blood red eyes
opened up. Jessie and Meowth screamed in terror. Happosai smiled.  A low
hiss echoed in the cavern.

"MissssssssinnngNooooooooooo..."

Happosai's grin turned purely evil. "Master Demon Pokemon, born of the
Lord of Nightmare and Ruby Eye's touch and the offcast souls of dead
Pokemon, arise from your slumber!"

The demonic eyes seemed to nod once before flowing its black mist like
body into a Pokeball where it was sealed, two blood red rubies blinked
with a sinister red light.

The offshoot to the seven pieces of Ruby Eye Shabernigdo was reawakened.
But to many, it was called Missingno.  To others, it was something much
much more.

Happosai and Jessie cackled like two insane people as the Demonic
Influence of the Forsaken was wrought over their souls.

As the laughing echoed into the night, Meowth escaped with Jessie's
Pokemon. He knew the legends of the Forsaken Pokemon Missingno, and he
didn't want to become a rotting corpse.

Lightning crackled ominously. Meowth looked up, a scared look on his
feline face. "No good of this will come in the long run."

End Episode 4 : To Be Continued


(Don't go away, the PokeRAP is next!)


POKERAP

I want to be the best, there ever was, to beat all the rest, yeah that's
my call

ELECTRODE

DIGLETT

NIDORAN

MANKEY

VENUSAUR

RATTATTA

FEARROW

PIDGEY

SEEKING

JOLTEON

DRAGONITE

GASTLY

PONYTA

VAPOREON

POLIWRATH

BUTTERFREE

Catch 'em catch 'em gotta catch 'em all,
POKEMON!

I'll search across the land, look far and wide,
release from my hand the power that's inside

VENOMOTH

POLIWAG

NIDORINO

GOLDUCK

IVYSAUR

GRIMER

VICTREEBEL

MOLTRES

NIDOKING

FARFRETCH'D

ABRA

JIGGLYPUFF

KINGLER

RHYHORN

CLEFABLE

WIGGLYTUFF

Thirty two down! That's it for now. Turn in tomorrow!
We'll rap at you some more! Tune in tomorrow!

Gotta gotta gotta catch'em all, Gotta catch 'em all,
POKEMON!


Closing Credits and Theme : The Time Has Come

I close my eyes
And I can see
The day we met
(A scene of Ash picking up a Pokeball and Pikachu escaping from its
inside. He picks up Pikachu and he zaps him.)

Just one moment and I knew
You're my best friend
'Do anything
For you
(A scene of Ash meeting Misty, Brock throwing a pokeball, and Ash
looking upwards, the camera panning backwards, into the sky.)

We've gone so far
And done so much
And I feel
Like we've always been together
(Scenes of Ash running along a beach, Misty, Brock and Pikachu trailing
along in the setting sunlight. A still photo of Ranma sitting atop a
cliff, that fades from brown and white tones to a full color picture,
his pigtail swinging in the wind. A constellation draws itself out on
the sky, Sagittarius the Archer. A shooting star arcs across the sky.)

Right by my side
Through thick and thin
You're the part of my life
I'll always remember
(A shot of Pikachu waving to the sky, his eyes glistening with tears,
Pidgeotto carrying Ryoga away. A shot of Ash's shadowed face, a stream
of tears dripping from his eyes. Ranma gathering Akane in his arms,
Ukyou wrapping a consolidating arm about Brock's shoulder. Ash sitting
down in the grass, Misty leaning on his shoulder, his jacket wrapped
about her shoulders.)

The time has come,
It's for the best I know it
Who could have guessed that you and I...
(Ash's face, haloed in a corona of light, Misty holding onto his
fingertips. He smiles at her, as the light brightens to a blinding view
and she collapses on the ground, sobbing.)

Somehow, someday,
We'd have to say goodbye
Somehow today...
...we have to say goodbye.
(Fade out.)

(A Magic Tech Production. A Shaun Garin Story.)

YAY! Another chapter of Pokemon 152 - ? finished! It took
nearly two months but its finished. Note to everyone, I had a
severe writers block on Dark World EXtreme, and Pokemon
152 - ?, so I started An Alter Wish for the AMG SI enthusiasts.

I still don't know if I should declare this one finished. Perhaps
I'll put this on with a new beginning. I wrote the new beginning
while listening to "Goodnight Pikachu," "Japanese Pokemon
Beginning" and the "American Pokemon Beginning."

Revision notes November 2, 2000(WarChild): Fixed Oak's name to match the
name in the anime.  Edited the MissingNo scene a bit.  Other minor
corrections.

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