Chapter 1 The Storm

I couldn't remember very much from that accident. All I know it was the worst moment of my life (or maybe the best, I don't know). That accident turned me into a Pokémon, and gave me the wackiest adventure yet. I'll tell you all I can remember on that fateful day.

I remember hearing wind and thunder, rain was lashing at my face. It was pitch black; I couldn't even see my own hand in front of my face. There was a lightning flash, which engulfed my vision in a blinding white light for a second, and then it was back to darkness. Then, I heard a lizard-like voice call out. I couldn't see him though. And I felt something grasping my wrists.

"Hey! Wh-Whoa!" the voice called out. "Are you… okay?"

Another lightning flash engulfed my vision for a second with its blinding light. I felt whatever was holding me was losing its grip.

"No! Don't slip now! We're almost there, hang on, please!" the voice sounded desperate.

Yet another lightning flash and I felt the grip on my finger tips now.

"N-no! Can't… hold on… much… longer…" said the voice.

I saw two more lightning flashes, and the thing lost my hold entirely.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" I screamed.

"Slash, NO!" the voice screamed back.

Another bright light appeared and I landed in something wet and icy. Water, I realized with a jolt. I swam to the surface, quick as I could. My head broke the surface and I managed to get a breath of air before a big wave sent me crashing below the waves. Quickly, I swam up again and broke the surface. Now, I could see.

There were huge dark waves of water, thunder and lightning, and a bunch of torrential downpour. I struggled for breath, struggling against the waves as they tried to have me drowned. I spotted something in the distance. I believe it was a shadow of some sort. I knew right away that had to be land, it just had to be. If that was land I'm saved. If that's my imagination, I'm doomed.

So, using my last drop of energy, I swam towards the dark shapes in the distance. When I finally reached them, I found out it really was land. With sweet relief, I collapsed on the sand, exhausted. Then, I blacked out.

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Sometime later….

I was regaining consciousness. I heard waves crashing right below my feet, and my body felt numb and stiff with cold.

"Ughhh…." I said dazedly and groggily opened an eye. The sky was no longer a dark color, I heard no more thunder, and didn't feel any rain on my face. Instead, there was a bright blue sky with white, soft-as-a-marshmallow- clouds, and some stony cliffs.

My head felt like it was filled with cotton. I couldn't remember anything.

Wh-where am I, I thought to myself. Is this Heaven...?

My eyes slowly begin to close.

No… must stay conscious… no… don't… drift off….

Those were my last thoughts before I blacked out entirely again.

xxxxx

Meanwhile…

Under the twilight sky, a lone Pokémon stood in front of a large tent shaped like a Wigglytuff. It had torches on either side and had a large grate in front of it.

Yeah, that was me. Fang. Fang the Riolu.

"Hmmm…" I said to myself and paced around restlessly. I was trying to decide whenever I should go into the tent or just leave like all the other times.

"Alright, alright. Breathe in… breathe out… breathe in… breathe out…" I said as inhaled and exhaled. This always makes me feel better. Finally, I stopped.

"No. I'm not backing out again. I'm gonna do it! This is it; I'm gonna steel my courage today and not pee myself from fear like I did that… one time…." I told myself confidently. I cautiously walked towards the grate. As soon as my feet touched it a loud, squeaky voice emitted from under the grate.

"Pokémon detected! Pokémon detected!" the voice called.

"Whose footprint? Whose footprint?" another much louder voice called.

"The footprint is Riolu's. The footprint is Riolu's!" the squeaky voice called again.

I jumped back, startled by this whole incident.

"Eeeep!" I squealed. I looked around anxiously, checking for any more strange Pokémon. "That was waaaaayyyy too shocking! Sheesh. They didn't have to be so loud." I looked at the tent longingly; I knew I just spoiled my chance-again. I sighed.

"I can't… I just can't do it to get in… I'm too chicken to even last three seconds on that grate. I said to myself 30 times that this is it but…" I told myself miserably and took out my personal treasure, a strange stone that I like to call my Relic Fragment. "I thought hanging on to this thing would make me braver but… I-I just can't do it. I'll never become a guild explorer. Ever."

I sighed, put my Relic Fragment away, and walked away from the grate, away from the tent, away from my dream. It was then two shady characters emerged from the bushes behind me.

Now, I know what you're thinking. You're probably saying that how I'm able to remember something that I didn't see. Look, I'm a Riolu, I can sense other peoples' auras (the energy you radiate) from some distance away okay.

Anyway, the shady creatures who emerged were a Koffing and a Zubat.

"Hey Scraps, did ya get a loud of that?" the Koffing asked his companion.

"You bet I did, Gassy." said Scraps.

"That lil' wimp was pacing around like some loser… and he took out that thingy, right?"

"What thingy?"

Gassy looked a bit annoyed. "That rock thingy."

"Oh yeah, yeah. He did have a lil' something-something. It looked like some sort of artifact or priceless treasure. If we get our hands on that, we could be rich, Gassy, rich!" Scraps exclaimed.

"Do we go after that wimp?"

"Yes we do."

The two Pokémon nodded at each other and followed after me.

xxxxx

I walked sadly along the nearby beach, still upset about the incident at the explorer guild. Then, I saw some Krabby crawl out of their dens to blow some bubbles. The hundreds of bubbles floated over the dark blue sea, glistening and glittering in the dying rays of the setting sun. I looked at the bubbles and gasped in wonder. Even though I've seen this millions of times, it never gets old. I stared at the bubbles, mystified.

"Wow, what a pretty sight. When the weather's good, the Krabby come out to blow some bubbles. All those bubbles capture the rays of the sun off the waves. It's always an amazing sight." I said a loud to no one in particular. I stared at the bubbles some more in silence, and then sighed.

"I always come here when I'm in low sprits. This sight always cheers me up, shows me there will be a tomorrow." I said. I looked towards the coastline and saw a whole bunch of shells. "I could go shell collecting, that always helps me relax too."

So, I walked along and picked up conches, sea dollars, and anything else interesting. It was then I spotted him.

"Who's that… oh my Arceus! Someone's collapsed on the sand! I better go check it out!" I dropped my shells in shock, forgetting all about them, and rushed towards the figure lying on the sand. When I reached him I began to shake him.

"Hey! Are you… alright? You're not dead are you?" I called.

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I stirred and opened my eyes part way. I saw this black and blue creature with red eyes; he looked worried. An angel? I thought to myself. Nah. Angels have wings… and maybe a halo. "Urff…." I grumbled and pushed myself upright. For some reason, I felt… smaller. The black and blue creature sighed with relief. I looked around cluelessly.

"Wha… what the heck happened to me? Where- where am I?" I said blankly.

"Oh thank Arceus your awake! You weren't moving at all. I thought you were dead, no offence." said the creature.

Wait, this creature talked? "None taken." I replied strangely

"So… don't you remember how you ended up here? You were unconcious." asked the creature.

"Unconsious? I… wait I was? Whaa?" I said. I was pretty confused.

"Well anyway," the creasture continued. "the name's Fang, Fang the Riolu. Nice to meetcha! I've never seen your kind around these parts."

"Well, actually," I said puffing my chest. "I'm a human being." An expression of shock crossed Fang's face.

"What? A human? Don't make me laugh. You look like a perfectly normal Totodile to me." said Fang, a bit confused.

Totodile? What is he talking about? I thought to myself. I looked at myself anyway. My skin was an unnatural shade of baby blue and scaly, pink spines were trailing down my back to a stubby tail. I had three toed feet, and a long snout with tiny fangs growing out of it. I was scared out of my skin. "H-holy crap, its true! I've turned into a Toto-what-is-it." I yelped in horror. But how, how did this happen? Ugh, stupid amnesia! I thought to myself. I've noticed Fang looked a little suspicious.

"You're… weird. Are you pulling my leg or something?" asked the Emanation Pokemon nervously.

"What! No! Why would I anyway!" I snapped.

"Sheesh, you didn't have to yell. But you do seem serious. And you are? Your name?" Fang asked.

My name, I thought. The only two things I remember is that big storm and that voice saying 'Slash no!'. Was the voice referring to me? So I turned to the Fighting-type Pokemon and said, "My name is Slash. Slash-the-human-who-had-been-turned-into-a-Pokemon." Fang craked a smile.

"I see, Slash is your name? Okay. Well you don't seem to be bad. Real sorry I doubted you. More and more bad Pokemon are popping up, you see. There are so many, the Magent Police are havig a hard time trying to keep up. Things are kinda lawless now…"

Just then, a Koffing and a Zubat, whose names I later learned were Gassy and Scraps, came up from behind Fang and gave him a hard push. He fell flat on his face and dropped something in the process.

"Yowch!" he yelped.

"Oh terribly sorry, didn't see ya there." Gassy apologized mockingly.

Fang jumped up to his defence, clenching his fist in anger. "Why the heck did you do that! That was mean!" he said angerly.

Scraps smirked. "Heh-heh-heh. What, too stupid to figure it out. We wanted to mess with you! Could you face up with us? Oh wait, you can't cause your too chiken."

Fang was shocked. "What?"

Scraps gestured towards the object Fang dropped. "Ain't that yours?"

"No! Wait! That's-"

But Scraps interrupted Fang before he could finish. "Sorry kid, were taking that." Gassy picked up the object.

Fang looked like he was about to faint. "Aaaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhh!" he sreamed.

"Whoa-ho-ho!" Gassy bellowed. "Not gonna make a move to get it back? I thought you'd put up more of a fight, but your just a big coward like everyone else. C'mon Scraps, let's get outta here."

"Later, chiken. Heh-heh-heh." Scraps jeered. The duo of thieves pushed us outf the way and entered some sort of cave. I looked at the devastated Riolu.

"Ohhh… what should I do?" Fang moaned