Chapter 1 (Prologue)
I'm such a lucky guy, aren't I?
Everyone wants to be transported to the world their favorite videogame, right? And that's exactly what I've gotten out of all of this.
Honestly, its not as good as it sounds, trust me.
I had a nice and, normal life on planet Earth that I would love to go back to.
I was in college, I had a good job, and I had great friends too. Everything was looking to be going pretty smoothly honestly.
But what happens next? Some stranger pops up and tells me that I've been "chosen to do great things" in a different world. Then the asshat does some weird voodoo magic or something and poof! Next, I wake up as a Cubone in the middle of some forest!
Now I'm apparently being roped into a whole "prophecy" claiming I'll "become great" in this world, which I could really care less about.
I don't give a damn if I become "great" I just want the get back home…
I have no idea why the hell this happened to me out of the thousands of other people who would give anything just to have this opportunity.
Why the hell couldn't they have been chosen instead of me?
To anyone who is reading this, if you know anything about what the hell is going on.
Please just HELP ME.
I sighed and placed the charcoal in my hand… or "paw" on the table, slamming my head down on it as I did so.
I have no idea why I even wrote that. It wasn't like anyone other than me would read it anyways. Hell, if anyone did read it, they'd probably just think I'm just some loon.
I groaned, lifting my head off the table, looking at the worthless paper on my desk. I suppose it was mostly just to help with stress, or some form of "relief" with all the shit that was happening around me.
"Hey Rodney! You there?" a voice shouted from outside my room, interrupting my train of through.
I sighed, placing a paw on my head. Not this guy again…
"Yeah… I'm here," I replied, turning to face the door.
The door opened and a Quilava poked his head into the room with a curious look. He soon smiled as he spotted me.
"Hey Rodney! How are you?" he asked as he walked into the room.
"Amazing…" I replied sarcastically as I got up off my stool.
I saw the Quilava's smile faulter for a moment at that.
"Oh, that's good," he lowered his gaze, "hey, I was wondering… would you like to head down to the bar and chat for a moment? I could buy you something down there."
I gave the fire type a small glare, "Adrian, I know you're here to try and get me to join that 'rescue team' or whatever you call it. But for the last time I'm not interested."
"Oh, come on Rodney!" Adrian groaned. "You've got great potential, not everyone could save a Furret from a Mightyena pack and survive."
"Adrian, like I've said before that was one time," I said as I picked my bone off the ground and walked over to my bed. "It wasn't even as 'heroic' as you make it out to be." I leaned the bone on my bedpost. "And I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in this 'team', I've got other thing to figure out here."
Adrain rolled his eyes, "Don't tell me you're still dwelling on the fantasy that you're a… what was it… 'hue-man?'"
I glared at him, "It's not a fantasy!"
Adrian gained a look of concern, "Rodney… you've gotta wake up and realize that you're a Pokemon, not some 'hue-man,'" he said, "You hit your head pretty hard when you fell from that ledge, it must have knocked this nonsense into your mind."
I reached up and felt the crack on the skull I wore, "For the last time the fall wasn't that bad! I'm fine! And I know what I really am!"
"Rodney…" Adrian said softly, taking a couple steps forward.
I narrowed my eyes, "Just shut up! And get out…"
Adrian gave me a small glare in return, before he shook his head, giving out a small huff. "I know its hard to accept Rodney. But you're gonna have to wake up to reality one day."
I put both of my paws on my head. Of course he wouldn't listen to me. Barely anyone here ever listened to me.
"I know what's real," I replied. "No matter how many times I say it none of you listen."
Adrian sighed, giving me a sadness in his eyes. "Just try to lighten up a bit Rodney," he turned to the door. "Because things could be a lot worse.
I didn't say anything in reply, trying to ignore him. I heard Adrian sigh once again, before his pawsteps left the room.
It became silent for a while after that, until I walked back over to my desk, and hopped up on the stool.
I knew things could be worse, but I just wished they were better. I knew it was somewhat selfish to think that… but with everything that had happened I just wanted a break.
I looked down at my journal, seeing that I had just written day fifteen. I soon realized that I had been here for almost three weeks now. I hadn't started this journal until about five days after I was thrown into this world.
It had been twenty days. Probably twenty long days of my family searching for me. I could picture my parents, my friends, all worrying for me. I was hoping they wouldn't but I knew they'd worry anyways.
I shut my eyes, knowing how worried my parents had to be for me. They probably thought I was dead, or taken.
I softly banged my paw on the desk as thoughts of my life on Earth began to fill my head. I didn't want to think about it, knowing it would only make me cry. But I couldn't stop them,
I couldn't stop the memories, nor the few fresh tears that rolled down my cheeks.
I breathed in deep, letting a couple tears flow, before a yawn soon crept up on me. I stretched a bit, smacking my lips a bit. I hadn't realized just how tired I was, and it was probably a good time to get some rest.
I wiped the tears from my eyes before shaking my head to clear it. I hopped down from my stool and walked over to the bed in the corner of the room, my tail dragging on the ground along the way. I climbed up on the bed after I reached it, laying down on and pulling the sheets over me. I sighed as my eyelids became weighed down by fatigue, slowly falling asleep, trying to keep my head clear of thought.
I prayed it would be a dreamless sleep, as I slowly drifted off.
Dream Realm…
The view of a slightly blurry world came into my vision as I groggily lifted my head up. As my head rose, I began to recognize the bright and wavy environment around me. There was a bluish-purple crystalline ground beneath me, and a dark purple "sky" overhead with small twinkling stars scattered upon it.
I didn't want to see this place again. But no matter what, I would always end up back here.
"Rodney…" I heard a familiar feminine voice say behind me.
I crossed my arms not turning around, "I don't want to talk to you Cresselia,"
"Rodney," Cresselia spoke again, more sternly this time.
I lowered my gaze, soon seeing the bottom half of a Cresselia hover in front of me. I kept my eyes down, turning my head away from her a bit and staying silent.
"Rodney!" she shouted in a frustrated tone.
I frowned, still not looking up at her as I kept my mouth shut.
"Rodney we've been over this!" she said, "I've brought you into this world for a reason!"
"I don't give about that reason…" I replied, looking up to give her a glare.
She gave me a hostile look in return, "I brought you here because you are destined for greatness in this world!"
"I don't needto become great in this world!" I shot back, "I was just fine being in my own one!" I turned around and began to walk away, "Nothing good has come of me being here! The leader of this town wants me out, everyone thinks I'm a nutjob, and I've nearly been killed twice!" I then turned back to her, "I'm not even human anymore! And no one believes that I was human!"
Cresselia froze as her eyes widened, "You told someone you were human?"
"It's not like anyone believes me…" I growled.
"Who did you tell!?" Cresselia questioned, quickly floating over to me.
I blinked a couple times at her actions. "Why?"
I felt something tighten around my body and I was quickly yanked towards Cresselia, brining me face to face with her.
"You mustn't tell anyone else that you are human!" she stated with panic on her face.
I struggled in her psychic grip on me, "Why not?" I replied, glaring at her, though my eyes widened. "Is there someone who knows about humans?"
"Rodney you don't under-" Cresselia began, but she was quickly interrupted as the room around me became somewhat blurry.
My head began to hurt a bit and I squinted my eyes due to the pain. "Ow… what the hell was that?"
"You are being taken somewhere," Cresselia said in a bit of a stressed tone as she stared up into the sky.
I was a bit dazed. "What?"
Cresselia looked down at me as her eyes began to glow.
"Wake up!"
Her eyes then flashed a bright pink, making my whole vision go white.
Real world…
I awoke with a bit of a headache, soon reaching up in an attempt to soothe it. But as I did so, I realized that I was no longer in my warm bed. I felt myself being dragged by my leg across the ground, soon realizing I was being dragged across dirt as I felt the chill of the outdoors.
Confused, I began to raise my head up, slowly opening my eyes.
"He's waking up," an unfamiliar voice said and I turned my head towards the noise.
I managed to catch a glimpse of a tall blue blur holding my leg, but a pair of glowing eyes soon obscured my vision. All of my energy seemed to be sapped away at this, feeling myself beginning to slip away once more.
I quickly shut my eyes, shaking my head and trying to stay asleep. But it was no use. My eyes soon rolled into the back of my head as it slumped back to the ground, my vision going black.
Meanwhile…
Adrian didn't understand. Why hadn't Rodney taken the offer he had presented? Being a part of an exploration/rescue team was so exciting and rewarding after all.
The young Quilava put a paw up to his chin as he sat at a small wooden table in the middle of a somewhat empty inn. Thinking over his off to Rodney, and how much he wanted to team up with the Cubone for adventures.
Sure, it can be a bit nerve-racking and such exploring the unknown, but Rodney seemed to be capable of defending himself. Rodney had stood up to the Mightyena pack after all, an accomplishment not many others in the town had ever achieved. Granted he did see that Rodney got kind of banged up in the whole encounter with the pack, but he still had a lot of courage for facing them alone.
Adrian just couldn't let Rodney waste all of his potential! The Cubone showed too much promise for that.
The Quilava soon hopped down from his stool, determined to go and have another chat with Rodney.
It was Adrian's own excitement that kept him going on this. Ever since he was young he wanted to be part of a rescue team.
Other rescue teams had turned him down, claiming he was either too inexperienced or young for it. Whenever he tried to start a team with someone, they would either be too scared or not be interested.
But Adrian had a good feeling about Rodney. Sure, the Cubone was stubborn, but Adrian had never seen such a young Pokemon stand up in the face of such great peril before. Rodney was a true fighter and explorer at heart! Adrian was sure of it!
Adrian had reached the top of the stairs at this point, a smile on his face as he became jittery with excitement once again.
As he approached Rodney's room, he saw the door was still open. Adrian frowned, realizing he had left the door open when he had left. Though he had thought Rodney would close it on his own.
Adrian gained a curious look as he saw that the room happened to be dark as well. He soon peered into the room, only to see that Rodney was nowhere in sight.
A pit formed in Adrian's stomach. He hadn't seen Rodney exit his room from down in the inn, nor did he suspect the Cubone to be hiding.
His eyes soon landed on the window, seeing it was open. He didn't remember it being open when he had visited before, so he decided to investigate.
Adrian walked up to the window, before he froze at a frightening thought.
Did Rodney run out again?
The Quilava scrambled up onto the windowsill, his head darting around the dark forest behind the Inn. To his dismay, Rodney was no where in sight.
Fearing the worse Adrian quickly bolted out of the room before he scrambled down the stairs and ran up to the bar table.
"Sue!" Adrian shouted in distress.
Soon after the Quilava's shout, a Swanna stepped out from the backroom and looked over to Adrian with concern.
"Adrian? What's wrong?"
Adrian placed his front paws on the bar. "It's Rodney! He climbed out the window! I think he's lost it again!"
Sue gained a fearful expression. "Oh dear…" She looked over to a Squirtle scrubbing down a table, "Jeremy dear."
The Squirtle turned his head with a curious gaze. "Hm?"
"Could you go wake up Horace and the others? Tell them to see me and that it's important." Sue said.
Jeremy eyes widened, before he nodded and quickly scurried out of the bar.
Adrian groaned, "I can't wait for them to wake up, it'll take too long!"
"Then go," Sue advised. "I'll tell them what's happened and send them after you."
Adrian nodded, "All right, tell them to go outback behind the bar! That's where Rodney would have left some tracks!"
Sue nodded in response, before Adrian turned his head and bolted out of the inn.
Praying he could find Rodney before he could get himself hurt…
Back to Rodney…
I awoke to a strange smell, nearly sneezing at it. I shook my head a bit and slowly opened my eyes, placing a paw on my forehead as I did so.
The headache from before hadn't faded, making me grunt as I lifted myself up off the ground.
A black figure then came into focus in front of me and I recognized it to be a Banette. Said Banette was holding what seemed to be a crushed-up berry near my nose.
I brought my head back in surprise, before I quickly whipped my head around the area to figure out what was going on. I soon realized that I was in the middle of a clearing in a forest with an Unfezant, a Druddigon, a Luxray, and the Banette standing around me.
I had quickly recognized the Luxray to be Petra, the leader of the town I had been staying in.
Petra had never been too fond of me; it seems ever since I had set foot in her town she wanted me out. She claimed that I had disturbed the peace when she learned I had trifled with the Mightyena pack, and blamed me for the pack recently attacking Pokemon around town.
I winced as I saw her, knowing full well that whatever she brought me out here for wasn't good.
I quickly tried to bolt away from the group but the Druddigon, known as "Grog", blocked my escape.
"You can run…" Petra spoke behind me.
I turned to face her, taking a step back.
The Luxray then began to circle me, "I have arranged something that involves you, so you'll have to sit tight."
My eyes widened, not liking the sound of her words. I instinctively reached for my bone club, until I realized it wasn't by my side. I cursed under my breath at this, realizing they probably didn't bring it along for obvious reasons.
"L-Look Petra, I'm sorry," I began. "I didn't mean to mess with the pack, I was just defending myself."
Petra snorted, giving me a small glare. "What's done is done, but I need to settle it now before more Pokemon get hurt."
I gulped at this. "H-How are you going to do that?"
Petra frowned and was about to speak, until Grog interrupted her.
"They're here…"
I turned to see him staring into the woods as the brush on the edge of the clearing shook. I peered past Grog to see that many dark figures where climbing out of the forest and into the clearing. They all walked towards us in unison, and it took me a minute to make out what they were through the darkness.
My eyes soon widened with fear as the Pokemon entered the moonlight and revealed themselves.
It was the Mightyena pack.
"Oh shit…"
A/N: And that's done… probably one of my better first chapters… granted I don't know if I'll even be posting this one.
But if is posted… then a lot of you are reading it.
I may not continue this for a while, unless a lot of people are interested in it. I have two other fic's currently going right now and I'm writing this one because I felt that I just needed to write it down.
Ah well… guess it's up now, let's see what happens...
(Edit: To anyone who has seen the original first chapter, note I have now gone back and revised this one, and I aim to revise the others while picking up on this fic once again.)
