Disclaimer: Deceivingly Cute does not own Pokémon and anything related whatsoever...and Code Geass (Don't own that, never will).
First Pokemon themed Fanfic commence! /o_o)/ (Fail 'flip table' emotive)
I remembered how I died.
Granted, there wasn't a whole lot of details pertaining as to how I came to be...well...dead.
It was a simple way to die, really. Quite common, heard in the news almost every day, and everyone knows about it, but it's one of those tragedies you'd never thought would ever happen to yourself.
Yes, I died in a common, clichéd way, in a car accident.
Really, run over by a car. Hah, never even seen it coming.
Hell, I bet the driver dude is drunk or something.
Though it's mainly blown out of proportion in the Korean Drama's where the main female protagonist would somehow manage to sense impending doom several seconds before hand, swivel epically in slow motion to face death as she widened her eyes horrified at the vehicle before she was hit by said moving vehicle that somehow manages to screech to a halt before running over her face, before a second later the ambulance arrives and she is whisked off to the hospital where she lays after extensive surgery and her family and boyfriend fret and pray for her to wake up while epic drama happens as she sleeps peacefully.
Unfortunately, real life does not have epic drama sequences for normal teenage girls because we are not epic enough. Because would anyone care if some random mousy looking teenage girl went splat on the pavement overrun by some drunk dude in the middle of the day?
Nope, not modern society. Modern society takes pictures, gasps at the horrendous carnage, and shares on their blog, AND THEN (Maybe) helps by calling the ambulance or something. Maybe not even, like those civilians in the beginning of Code Geass.
Stupid modern society I am part of.
Besides, my mom would strangle me if I had a boy friend.
I know, completely opposite reaction, but that's my mom. She is so crazy, yet so endearing.
Maybe that's what it's like to be a soccer mom/ single parent at the same time….
And besides, I never have been to Korea, though I wanted to go to Japan….
….Well, getting wayyyyy off topic here, so…
Well, I died.
I freakin died.
By a car crash, what a way.
And on a Saturday too.
What was a simple teenager, like me, who is living their whole life (As much as it was so UTTERLY normal and Boring) and their family (As screwed up as it was) peaceful, suddenly goes and …well…dies at such a young age so suddenly, so violently?
They start, by being shocked as they…I dunno (Never been dead before), stand there? Looking at their mangled corpse, stock still and not believe the whole thing actually happened? Looking as they…themselves where just left there, bleeding copious amounts of blood and staring blankly at the sky, as people had yet to notice?
I'll admit, I was confused. I also felt sick, disgusted, staring at my corpse like that, in the middle of the street, most likely some ghost now. But I didn't vomit, because I'm some ghostly spirit now (Aren't ghost's and Spirits the same thing though? Huh….) and they can't feel sick.
They sure can cry up a storm though.
And that's what I did, I cried. I broke down, the shock coming to me and forcing me to shut down as I cried, emotions forcing me to tear up.
I was never a very strong emotional person.
But that was when I lost consciousness and faded away.
And woke up in a surprisingly warm place that stank of disinfectant, was cold, and my whole boy was aching.
First reaction? Dafuq is going on here...? Was I in a hospital? Was I….Safe?
And I felt…oddly calm despite what had happened…that seemed quite some time ago. In fact, I felt like all of 'what happened' probably was some messed up dream my mind had conjured up, and I was actually safe and sound, in a hospital bed with my mom standing here in worry and my snot nosed, nerdy brother there, crying his eyes out. But as I blinked sleepily, I quickly realized that I don't recognize anything at all. And I wasn't in a hospital from an 'accident' either, with no comforting family members, but instead was in some sort of...lab….place….
And there was this woman with bright emerald eyes with her almond brown hair styled up in some giant swirl up, smiling at me as I groggily tried to awaken from the haze clouding my mind…"Good Morning, Eevee!" she chirped when I finally focused on her smiling face "Did you sleep well?"
I blinked, not exactly understanding why this….woman…was calling me a Pokémon…of all...things...
On reflex, I glanced down at myself, and I paled as I met with silvery grey fur and furry legs with paws at the end.
Oh….
I looked back up, and saw the small name badge the woman was wearing on her lab coat that read "Professor Juniper." And my stomach dropped.
Oh….
…
Oh...
...
I'm a Shiny Eevee...
...
In the Pokémon World...
...
WHAT THE FUUUUUUU-
A/N: New story so short QAQ
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