NOTE: This story is told in Noah's POV.

Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Fire

Prolouge

"Come on dude, you're so close!" I yelled at Matthew. Ever played Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky and faint in a dungeon, and you get a friend to help you but they cant actually reach you? That would be exactly what's happening now. Tip: don't faint in Temporal Tower. I was having Matthew over for the night anyway, so I thought "Why not finally get rescued?" I'd just give up, but... I had some pretty good items in my Bag that I could NOT risk losing.

"I know that..." Matthew replied, a bit annoyed. "By the way, since were playing this and all, it seems relevant," he continued, "If you could be a Pokémon, which one would you be?"

Okay, now he's just trying to get me to stop talking about the rescue. Though I guess it is kinda relevant to the game... anyway, I swore he already knew about my love for Eevee, but I guess I have to answer this anyway.

"Eevee, of course." I replied.
He sighed as if he knew I was going to say that. (which he probably did) "I don't know." he said. "Mabye I'd go for Growlithe or something.
"Quick question: why are you asking this?"
"Just trying to bring up some conversation that doesn't involve rescuing you."

That's what I thought... Hey, is it me, or did everything just get a little taller? Odd... wait, it's happening again! I looked over at Matthew, who was staring at me in horror, mouth wide open.

"Your... sh-s-sh-shinking..." he studdered.

Okay, I'm shrinking. WAIT, DID HE JUST SAY I'M SHRINKING? I looked down. The floor was getting closer and closer. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?

I nearly fainted then. I was too shocked to move. I swear, within two minutes the floor was about a foot away from me. I couldn't even look up. I was petrified. But the worst was only to come.

Matthew was feeling exactly the same. Too scared to move. Except to do one thing; hand me a mirror, which I barely managed to grab. I held it up to my face... OH MY GOD! I HAD FREAKING EEVEE EARS! I brought the mirror down to my lower body, which was beginning to grow brown fur.

This. Was. Impossible.

I continued looking... then I spotted it. The tail.

Now it was confirmed. Somehow, for some reason, I was turning into an Eevee. But why me, and why at all? How is this even possible? My thoughts were stopped as a cream-colored fur collar began to grow around my neck.

Then I fainted. Which means the next time I'm conscious, I'll be one hundred percent Eevee. I just have one question: How is this happening?

To Be Continued

CLIFFHANGER! *dun dun dun*

Trust me, the actual chapters will be longer.