A Pokemon Fanfiction
I woke up early the next morning. I had to pee. In hindsight, I probably could have just used the toilet, but as a Pokemon, I thought that would be weird, which never bothered me before. What am I doing here?
This was my chance to be a whole new me. I could be as weird as I wanted without having to listen to what other people wanted me to be. I no longer had to go to school and do something I was half-interested in. But I also couldn’t be a professional gamer. However, now that I was trapped in the game, I could be a professional… Pokemon. It would have to do.
I trotted to the bedroom door, completely forgetting I didn’t have thumbs. Being weird in the bathroom was a no go. I was going to have to wake up Laura before I made a mess in her room.
I tackled Laura awake, landing on her face. She was not happy that I woke her up so early, but she eventually took the hint and carried me outside. Laura’s family had a nice backyard with a white fence and a single tree led up to Laura’s window. It seemed like the best place to relieve myself and think about my future in the Pokemon world. As I neared the tree, I could smell something. It was alive. Whatever it was, it knew I was there.
I looked up into the tree. The sun was rising, but whatever was up there was still hard to see. I managed to glimpse two glowing eyes at the branch next to Laura’s window. Being piss shy I decided to say hello.
“Hello!” Somehow that released the floodgates. I felt content.
“Excuse me?” said the Pokemon, “Are you urinating?”
“I am. Feels great.”
“In front of me?” It sounded annoyed by my presence, as was I annoyed by it.
“Well, you don’t have to watch me.”
It jumped down from the tree and landed on all fours. It was the same dark cat Pokemon I saw yesterday. A Purrloin, if I recall from the one time I played that version. She looked at me with disgust, her fangs showing as her lips curled and her eyes narrowed. I suppose it was weird to carry on a conversation with a stranger while they are peeing—and pooping—but I digress. In this form, the form of a Rockruff, I had no shame. Especially towards some stray cat.
“It wasn’t an invitation for you to join me down on the ground,” I said, finishing.
“Well, it seemed proper to introduce myself, since we’ll be seeing more of each other,” said the Purrloin.
“Why’s that?” I shook myself
It looked at me with disgust. “I like your master.”
“Okay,” I said. “Do you want her to capture you?”
She said nothing. She just stared at me with her judging cat eyes. I really wanted to shove her face in my business, but then I remembered what I was thinking about before. This is a game! I could become a Pokemon master, or rather help Laura become a Pokemon master and I would be her lead Pokemon. I knew this game. Sort of. This was obviously a different version. I had no clue about my species, except what I’d learned when I was fighting the Pidgeot.
Keen eye, Steadfast, Own Tempo, Vital Spirit, and Overcome… I had five special abilities. That was probably rare. I remember Pokemon have a max of two abilities. Maybe it had something to do with being reincarnated.
Her voice brought me back to the present. “I asked you a question?”
“Sorry, thinking,” I said. “Go ahead.”
She rolled her eyes. “What do you plan on doing with Laura?”
That was an odd question. “I just want to be the very best. Like no one ever was.”
“I don’t understand,” the Purrloin blinked.
“Yeah, nobody does,” I muttered, “I want to go with her through the gym challenge and become a league champion.”
Again, her judging eyes came on me.
“What?” I said, “Isn’t that what most trainers want?”
She said nothing. Then, “Don’t make her late to school. She’s been very excited about graduation and bringing a Pokemon.”
She walked away, jumped to one of the fence posts and hopped over.
What is she about? She could join Laura’s team if she really wanted to. Though, I’m not sure her typing is what we need to be a viable team.
I walked to the door and pawed at it. Laura let me in and fed me some Pokemon food. It was alright. About what I expected to get as a Pokemon. Hard, dry nuggets with beef flavor… Do they have cows in the Pokemon world? I guess they’re Miltanks? Hiker Mark wished Laura luck as she walked out the front door and to school. I don’t remember a lot in the middle because Laura zapped me into my Pokeball, but eventually I found myself at school.
I sat on a desk at the front of the room. There were probably twenty other children in the room, several also had a Pokemon on their desk. Everyone sat politely, except for one kid in the class. He looked like the designated bad boy. He had his head tilted up with a piece of straw in his mouth. Who does that?
As part of their final day of class, the teacher was allowing the students to introduce their Pokemon, if they had any, and what they planned to do after graduation. The bad boy went first, gnawing on his straw, he introduced himself as Bilby… I snickered. Then he released his Pokemon from its Pokeball; it was a Bulbasaur named Bulby. I snickered again. The Bulbasaur stared me down till I put my tail between my legs. Bulbasaurs are intimidating Pokemon, so much for my Own Tempo, didn’t help one bit.
“My name is Bilby Rodderton, but y’all already know that. This is Bulby. Together we’re taking on the Pokemon League Challenge, and I’m going to become a Pokemon master.”
I’ll give him credit, for a twelve-year-old boy he certainly had the confidence. When I was his age, I hated talking in front of the class. Maybe he’ll be our rival, like Gary Oak.
The rest of the class stood up at the front of the class and one-by-one introduced themselves and their Pokemon. Most, like Bilby desired to become Pokemon Masters. Some were interested in becoming Pokemon doctors, like Nurse Joy, and while I wondered how they could do that when all I’d seen were Joys at the Pokemon centers, it was our turn.
Laura trembled as she stood up. We hadn’t know each other long, but it was obvious public speaking scared her. “This is my Rockruff. I just got him yesterday, but I am looking forward to taking him on my Pokemon journey, collecting badges, and forming an all-star team for the Pokemon League Championship.”
Silence.
“Your grades are worse than mine and you suck at battling,” said a dopey looking kid in the back of the classroom. Many laughed.
“Alright class,” said the teacher, “Show some respect. Many of you want to compete in the Pokemon League one day.”
“Yeah, but Laura sucks!” said the same kid.
“She doesn’t understand Pokemon typing at all!” said another.
“And she doesn’t know which items to use to make her Pokemon better!” said Bilby.
Wow! These kids are horrible. I look up at Laura, her head tilted down and I can see a little trickle coming down her face.
“Bilby, wait in the hall. Jared, Kyle, you too!” shouted the teacher.
Dumb Bilby!
Bilby and the other two stood up and left the room.
I don’t like that guy.
I was zapped back inside my Pokeball. I hate it. It’s really disorienting. I’m going to have to convince Laura to stop doing it. But, also, do I want to partner with Laura? She’s not a bad kid, but I just met her yesterday. And all these crappy kids say she’s a crap trainer. Can I trust that she can even form an “all-star” team?
Next thing I know I’m outside at the flagpole. Laura’s behind me again. I look ahead of me and this Bilby dick is in front of me with his Bulbasaur. Crap!
“You know your Rockruff doesn’t stand a chance against Bulby!” said Bilby.
I swear. That name. Why? I can’t help but snicker again.
“You find something funny?” said Bulby.
It’s so weird that I can understand everyone around me, including Pokemon, but the humans can’t understand us. “Your name is Bulby!” I laughed again. I wonder what it sounds like to Laura.
“I’m going to vine whip the crap out of you!” said Bulby, unleashing two vines from the bulb on its back.
I smirked as best a puppy can. Where is this confidence coming from? I was the weird, shy, depressed kid that didn’t think he deserved to live. Now I’m a Pokemon and my entire life changes? I like it!
“Bulby vine whip!”
I stood there and waited for Laura’s command. It didn’t come. I turned back to look at her only to see a scared and confused look on her face. “Crap!”
The vines came crashing onto my spot, but I dodged them. I looked back to Laura, but she still didn’t say a word. I barked at her. She looked so unsure of herself. I felt bad, but… can I really take on the Pokemon League with a trainer like her?
“Even your Pokemon knows you’re worthless! Give up! Try to find something you’re good at! If there is anything!”
This kid is a douchebag. He’s Gary Freaking Oak alright, but I really don’t want to see him again.
“Vine whip!”
The vine lashes whipped towards me. I dodged and countered with a sand attack. There was no way I was beating a Bulbasaur. This is why I dislike rock Pokemon! I’m not a fan of Grass either, but at least Bulby has the advantage, but if I was going to win I had to strike back. I rushed towards him and prepared a tackle attack.
“Sleep Powder!”
Special Ability Vital Spirit. Prevents you from falling asleep. I nearly forgot about Vital Spirit!
I tumbled away and swiftly wiped the dust off my face. I am so OP. But now I need the ability to fight against Pokemon stronger than me.
Legendary Ability Overcome: when you are hit with a move that has a type advantage, a counter move will become available.
Is that what Overcome is? I stand corrected. Now I’m officially OP.
“Vine Whip, while it’s distracted!” said Bilby
I’ve got to help Laura with her confidence. I can’t do this by myself, can I? I look back at her. She looks terrified. Is she cut out for this?
I let the vine whip hit. It hurts so much. I feel my HP lowering, but it stops suddenly.
Move used was grass type Vine Whip, said the Voice. Counter option is Fire Fang. Confirm?
Confirm!
I leapt forward and sunk my fangs into Bulby’s bulb, and as my teeth clamped down, a spark ignited and I felt the heat burn right into the grass Pokemon. Super Effective!
Fainted on the spot. I felt myself get stronger. I must have gone up a level. Boy, was I tired though. Laura ran towards me and picked me up in her arms, cradling and cuddling me. It felt good. But Pokemon battles hurt. A lot. Was I cut out for this?
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