Author's Note or whatever: Heyo! So, I do Nuzlockes on my Youtube Channel, and I notice some people like to make stories for Nuzlockes, so I figure why not play the game and write the story at the same time! If you want to watch the video version, then the link will be provided with each chapter! And in theory, each chapter SHOULD cover each video. Sometimes it may cover two, but details…

But if you're curious what Bizzarrolocke is, it's basically when EVERYTHING is randomized. The video below explains it well (along with the fic), but it's all in good fun.

Anyway, video link: watch?v=Ozc5wHPa25Y

Here we go!

Bizzarrolocke: Fossil Versus The New World

By CrimsonFossil

Prologue: Welcome To Bizzarrolocke

Do you ever think to yourself, "Man, what a strange world we live in"?

I don't see why you wouldn't. It can be a really weird world out there. It's just surprising how much of it is accepted. I mean, we live in a world where when our teeth fall out they come back stronger, our mouths just kinda make water for no reason, and there are horses that are constantly on fire. Tell that to some alien race, and they would be flipping out, kinda like I am right now.

But I suppose that isn't enough for some people. Then again, what do I know? I just woke up here with a note in my pocket. "Congratulations" the note read. "For your exemplary performance in the Pokemon League, you have been selected to participate in the BizzarroLocke Challenge, which you are now currently participating in! Please watch the video on your PC for more!" On one hand, sweet! I won something! On the other hand, I don't remember ever entering this place. The last thing I remember is going to bed after defeating the Champion Wallace. Not so sweet. Freaky. Scary. Borderline Horrifying.

I took another look around. I would have sworn nothing changed if I didn't read that note, or if I couldn't see the date, or if I didn't watch that video, or if I had any of my Pokemon with me. My room was untouched, aside from a few clothes I threw around to try to relieve the newfound stress.

I figured I may as well watch the video again, just to make sure it was all clear. What was the worst that could happen? Would it blow up? No, it wouldn't. Could it though? Technically, but I see no reason why it would. I'm getting way too paranoid about this. I walked over to my computer and I hit the play button on the video player. The screen showed a scrawny-looking scientist on a solid white background, reading from a clipboard. "Hello there test subject, and welcome to the BizzarroLocke Challenge! Seeing this video indicates that you, Jack, have been chosen for and are willing to go through the BizarroLocke challenge."

"Yeah, obviously, I've been chosen." I said to the screen with my hands on my head. Wasn't a fan of how he called me "Jack." I preferred my nickname Fossil, but whatever.

"Before we discuss your challenge, allow me to answer a pressing question that most applicants have," the man shuffled awkwardly as he read his lines. "You will notice that your Pokemon are missing. Do not worry, they are in good hands and will be taken care of throughout this challenge."

I instinctively checked my belt where I kept the Pokeballs. No sign of any of them. Tatakai the Sceptile was gone. Shredder the Swellow was gone, too. I couldn't find the Great Balls used for Sneaky the Sableye or Zip the Manectric. No Godball the Glalie. No Coolio the Tentacruel. Just an empty belt. Was it time travel? I wouldn't be surprised since the date on my clock said "May 1", which was the exact day I left on my Pokemon journey. But all that I had to go on was "They are in good hands." Good news, but far from satisfying.

"This is a long term challenge based on the Nuzlocke challenge, which you had mentioned knowing about in your questionnaire, but to avoid confusion, we will go over the rules for you." I don't remember ever filling out a questionnaire. "The rules of the Nuzlocke are as follows. You must catch the first Pokemon on each route, and you if a Pokemon faints, it may not be revived. Now, here is the catch. All information that you know about Pokemon is completely random. All abilities, locations, types, stats, moves, TM's, and color all have been changed."

"Now, keep in mind that you are being monitored throughout the duration of this challenge, so keep up your best work, for some of it may be published for the interests of Ikol Inc." The man on screen awkwardly shuffled through the pages on his clipboard. "Is that…..all there is? Uh…oh yeah! The people in this world are alternate versions of the people in our world. The woman downstairs is not really your mother, aaaaaaaand that's it. Granted, I probably should've told you that earlier, but, uh, yeah. Repeat your victory under these conditions and you will be greatly rewarded. Thank you for helping Ikol." And with that, the video was over.

A reward? Hope I wasn't so much of a sucker that I went into this madness aiming for a reward. Then again, odds are that I did knowing me. And Ikol Incorporated? Never heard of it. Was it a scam? Were they a part of Team Aqua? Team Magma? Team Galactic? Team Rocket? Who knew? All I knew is that I was stuck in this situation, and I may as well get through it. I came for a challenge, I would stay for a challenge.

"Jack, honey?" A voice came from the stairs. It was my mom coming up the stairs. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, everything's fine," I lied.

"After what happened downstairs, I'm a little worried." Why would you be worried? The video said you weren't my real mom. Were you? And yeah I freaked out downstairs. When I see the end of the same news report that I saw the day I left the house on my last journey, freaking out tends to happen. Of course, I had to keep that to myself. I had to play along if I was going to win the challenge.

"Everything…..everything's fine. Just a little nervous about my big adventure, you know?"

My "mom" giggled. "Your father was the same way, and now look at him. He's in charge of his own gym! Listen, sweetie." She wrapped her arms around me in a calming embrace. If she wasn't my mom, then how did this feel so right? That video was making less and less sense. "You're going to be facing some interesting times ahead of you. You're going to go on a journey that will change your life for the better, and it'll definitely rock your boat. But just remember. Every rollercoaster will have to go up before it goes down."

I remembered this. This is exactly what she said to me the day I left home. Well, I suppose that's what I'm doing now. Did I go back in time? Is Ikol experimenting in time travel? How could I know? I was lost. I was confused. The best I could do was play along until I figured it all out.

"Then I guess it's time to make some corkscrews." I repeated what I had said last time around as I sank deeper into my mother's embrace for a few moments, still failing to get a firm grasp of the situation. This was my mother. I could feel it. Maybe I could make more sense of the day as the day went by.

Nope. The day has gone by and there still isn't a lot that makes sense.

So I figured that on that first day, I had to go and save Professor Birch from a wild Zigzagoon. So, naturally, I went to go help him out, expecting that Zigzagoon to be right on his tail. So I left the house and I went up to Route 101 and what to my confused eyes did appear? A Sentret chasing around Professor Birch.

Okay, so let's say we ignore the fact that Sentrets are only native to Johto, therefore making this impossible. Maybe a traveler from Johto decided to come all the way over here for the express purpose of releasing it into Route 101. Who knows? I mean, Route 101 would be a great place for a Sentret to live outside of its original habitat. They're very much like Zigzagoon. But then we had another confusing factor at hand.

"Hey, you over there! Please help me!" I can't escape without this thing attacking me!" the distressed professor screamed! It was using pursuit. Is that a move Sentrets can learn? I mean, MAYBE it can learn pursuit by breeding. So a breeder had the firm goal of breeding a Sentret with Pursuit and then releasing it into a foreign region. Sounds very plausible and level-headed. Either that or the video from Ikol was true and I was taking part in some sort of strange challenge. But there was no way that-

Oh wait. The Sentret was purple.

The Sentret chasing around the Pokemon Professor was a lavender color with beige colored rings around its tail. Was it shiny? Aren't shiny Sentret gold? It was all so confusing!

But of course, I didn't have a lot of time to let the confusion settle in as Birch yelled out in distress. "In my bag! There's a Pokeball!"

I couldn't just sit around acting confused when that Sentret, as pathetic as it was, could still give the Professor some damage. I ran over to his bag and opened the largest pouch. On the very top, I saw a strange looking device with a note attached saying "To Fossil". Okay, this was getting stranger and stranger. Did the professor know me? I didn't hesitate to open the note as I read it quietly to myself.

"'Dear Fossil, Thank you taking your first steps in the Bizarrolocke Challenge.' Of course, it's them. 'The attached device will be a great help to you throughout this journey, considering that now everything you know about Pokemon is wrong. The device is called the "PScan". It will scan any Pokemon inside of its Pokeball and reveal to you any necessary information. Feel free to try it on any of the Pokemon in this bag. From, Ikol Incorporated.'"

I looked down at the PScan. It looked like a barcode scanner you would see at a grocery store, only with a more rounded scanning side so that a Pokeball could fit perfectly in the concave. On the opposite side was an LCD screen which simply said "PScan 1.6.2" on it. I figured I may as well give it a shot. I took one of the Pokeballs and put it into the hole. It beeped immediately and the LCD screen lit up.

"Charmander- Lv 5

Type: Psychic

Ability: Serence Grace

Nature: Hasty

Dominant Attack Type: Special By Little

Attacks: Horn Attack/Poison Sting"

I would have read more, but I heard the professor yelling again. Looks like this Charmander would have to do. I picked it up and threw it to reveal the Charmander inside. It was black with a pink underbelly. As astounding as it was to look at, what really took my breath away was that the fire on its tail burned with a darker magenta light, rather than red or orange or yellow. It was unlike anything I'd ever seen before.

"Oh, thank you so much! Now get this thing off me!" shouted the professor.

And that is where my adventure of Bizzarrolocke began…

AN I GUESS: Yeah, hope you liked the prologue. Will be posting more. Again, you can see most of this on the Youtube channel, I just figured I'd flex my writing a bit and get better by narrating it, then showing it to y'all! Well, see you all next time around.