Pokemon Mysery Dungeon: Bloody Red Rescue Team

by Zapper Pikachu

Reposted from another account. Being trapped in a Pokemon game doesn't seem that bad if you're a fan of Pokemon, does it? Well, what happens if your teammate is a heartless killer? And if you don't do as they say, you'll end up just like all the other Pokemon the two of you have met? Dead. Doesn't seem so fun anymore does it? Life and dream are starting to mix into one..

1. Chapter 1

This is a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Creepypasta story. This is my first one, so I hope you guys enjoy it.

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Chapter 1

Thinking back on it now, I realized that maybe I should have told someone about what was going on. In case something happened to me.

The day Roxy brought home Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Red Recuse Team,I shouldn't had played it. But the sight of seeing it again was too overpowering.

I had once had the game, many years ago, but I had lost it on the bus going home when I switched it out for another Pokemon game.

I begged Roxy to let me have it. I mean, he played HeartGold more than he played a Pokemon Mystery Dungeon game. Come to think of it, I never did see him play one.

He handed it over without a fight. I grinned, taking it from him and put it into my DS, that I still had and played when I couldn't play my 3DS.

I turned it on and saw that there was already a saved file. I hit it to see what the last person to have it before me had done.

Their team was of an Eevee and Cyndaquill. They had already completed the game. I saved it so I could return to the title screen. Once I was there, I got rid of the old file and started my own.

I went through the questions they asked quickly. I didn't care about them as long as I got the Pokemon I wanted. To do that, I had to be a boy, even if I was really a girl. The Pokemon I wanted I never got as a girl. Only got Eevee when I did. Not that I didn't like Eevee mind you, I loved them as much as my favorite Pokemon, but I wanted to be my favorite more.

I clicked boy happily, and speeded through what kind of person the game made me out to be. I stopped and my breath caught in my throat when I saw what the game said.

The Pokemon you will be...

I hit A, still holding my breath. I shut my eyes, fearing that I might not get what I wanted. I slowly opened them and let out a joyful cry when I saw the Pokemon I wanted.

...Is.. Pikachu! the game read.

As I was about to pick the Pokemon that would be my teammate in the game, my Mom called Roxy and I, telling us it was time for bed. I groaned in annoyness, and shut the top of my DS, keeping it on so I wouldn't have to go through that again. I plugged it in so it wouldn't die over night.

I laid down in my bed, pulling the covers around myself and hugging my huge Pikachu toy along with my Eevee toy. I said good-night to Roxy, who was sleeping in the other bed that was across from mine.

I wished I never went to sleep that night, or ever again...