A New Perspective

Introduction: The Buizel Incident

"Ergh..." a voice groaned. The voice belonged to a very groggy Jet Mann, who was just beginning to stir after being unconscious for who who knows how long? The sixteen-year-old boy had just awoken to find himself laying in some tall grass just outside of Canalave City. "Route 218...?" Jet muttered as he sat up and looked to his left, noticing that the entrance to Canalave wasn't too far off. But...how did he get out here? He thought back and hard, but, despite his higher-than-average intelligence, he couldn't remember a thing about where he had been for the past few hours. What had he done during that time, and what was keeping him from remembering it all? Had he walked out and then accidentally hit his head on something? Well, whatever had happened, he supposed it couldn't possibly be anything too out of the ordinary. He could be a bit...hasty at times, depending on the situation. So, he decided to simply shrug it off and go back into the city. After all, this Pokémon Trainer had a Gym to prepare for. But as soon as he got up to start walking again, something seemed...oddly out of place.

He didn't give it a second thought until he took his first step. It wasn't nearly as long as the step usually was. 'Peculiar...' he thought to himself. But he still didn't stop...wait...now that he thought about it, everything seemed...bigger than they usually were. After all, the tall grass around him was up to his stomach! It usually only came to his knees at the tallest. That was definitely odd. He looked around at his surroundings, not even bothering to look down at all. Yeah, he was probably just imagining things. Maybe he had hit his head after all. Well, no use thinking about it now. He brought his hand up to wipe away the few beads of sweat that had resulted from the sun, which seemed to be blazing today, and something blocked his hand's path. It was only now that he looked down. What he saw made him gasp in surprise.

His hand had just hit the bottom of a round, yellow float that was now around his neck. Where the hell had that come from? But that wasn't what he had gasped about. No, not even that could have surprised him that much. What made him gasp was what he saw below the float. Everything from his shoulders and down, for all that he could see, was now the body of a Buizel! He had a mostly-orange coat with a cream or beige-colored stomach and chest. Instead of his usual hands, he realized that he now had orange paws! When he turned around and looked behind him, sure enough, he found two orange tails coming out of his rear end, each tipped with the same cream-like color. He turned back around so that he was straight again, and simply stood there, puzzled and stunned for what seemed like hours, despite the fact that it was only about a minute.

Afterward, he shook himself back into reality and raced towards the edge of the ocean that surrounded the route and Canalave City and promptly stuck his head out over the water. Sure enough, there sat the reflection of a Buizel's head staring back at him. He just sat there, staring at his reflection until he suddenly felt his front paws slip off the edge of coast. "Agh!" he yelped as he felt himself fall forward and into the water. He wasn't exactly the best swimmer, so he didn't tend to like water...but for some reason, he seemed to enjoy the feeling of the cool liquid. Especially in the hot sun. And then his instinct took over. As his head splashed under the water, he was able to adjust the air inside of his float to float himself back to the surface, with the float and his head sticking out above the water. Huh...maybe this wasn't so bad after all....

Jet couldn't help but think something, based on what had happened thus far. 'Hm...' he thought in his head. 'If I really have taken the form of a Buizel...then maybe I'd be able to....' but he trailed off and he deflated his float and felt himself begin to sink. He opened his mouth to test his theory.... He could breathe! So it did work after all! He truly was a Buizel! Then, he decided to test one more thing out. He started to rotate his tails, after a few tries and fails, that is, and finally managed to get them to propel him through the water. He couldn't go very fast, as he wasn't used to it yet, but it was an amazing experience nevertheless! He continued to propel himself through the water like a boat, freely adjusting his float to allow him to go both at the surface and under the water! Needless to say, he was having a blast!

But all good things must come to an end, and he knew that he should probably get out now. He didn't want to spend his whole day doing this. Besides, he had other things to worry about. Like where his real Pokémon were right now. But as he climbed out of the water, he couldn't help but grin, thinking, 'This may just be the best thing that's ever happened to me!' He stepped foot onto the solid ground and shook the excess water off his new fur. He had a feeling that this was going to be one exciting day. After all, he was a Pokémon now. There were several new doors that were suddenly opened to him all at once. He couldn't wait to see what it was that he could do now.

But little did Jet know just what he was getting himself into. He had just stumbled into a world of danger, and an adventure like he's never seen or known of before. Would his optimistic view last? And just why did he transform in the first place? Well, unknown to Jet, all of those questions will be answered on their own in time. Although, he may find out that he doesn't like the answer.

End of Introduction

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This story will be a co-written story with a friend of mine that you may or may not have heard of. I highly recommend you check out the Random King's account and stories. My friend Blahsadfeguie will assist me in writing this story by supplying his own characters and input as well as my own.

In the next chapter....

Jet has had his fun. Now it's time for him to meet the negative sides of being a Pokémon Trainers. He will discover what a wild battle is truly like from the Pokémon's viewpoint. But what if he gets captured? Surely he'll never be able to be re-united with his lost Pokémon! Can he figure out a way to get out of this situation unscathed?