A/n Hey Dustchu here, this is the story of a certain character that was in a different story that I took down. I hope y'all will like this Story. [NOTE] this takes place before Alex's trip to Hawaii. If you don't know who that is. Read Pokémon Hope. NOW ON WITH THE STORY! :D:D:D:D

"Hi. My name is Elijah Toretto, but you can just call me Eli. I have medium length blonde hair and emerald green eyes, as you can see. I'm just your average eighteen year-old Pokémon lover. I love playing and watching Pokémon, and eating various types of food. I'm a nice person sometimes and I can be very handy in some situations. I'm also an orphan. I pretty much live by myself in an apartment building just a little ways away from here, and I have no idea who my parents are or why they abandoned me. But enough of the sob story for now. I'm glad to be here and it's nice to meet all of you."

The group of people just stared and the teacher clapped. "Well. Thank you for introducing yourself, Elijah. Please take a seat and we will get on with the class."

I nodded and walked over to the back where the only untaken seat remained. I took my seat and pulled out the book required for the math class. I wasn't very interested in math, but it was either this or Liberal Arts, and I'm not too fond of that. The class started out normally, and everyone was given a test sheet and a problem to solve. It didn't appear to be too difficult, so I started working on it.

One Hour Later.

The class finished and everyone headed out to take a break, and I decided to head to the cafeteria and get something to snack on since my stomach was killing me. I walked pass some of the people from different classes, receiving some hello's or nods on my way to the cafeteria. When I made it there it was half full of students and some teachers. I spotted the food and went over to see what the situation was.

Today's special meat surprise and meat balls.

"Well that doesn't sound too bad" I thought. "Can I get the special?" I asked

The person giving out food was a rather large man in his forties wearing a hairnet. He turned to me and said "sure" in a gruff voice. He turned back around and got a plate and threw some random meat on it along with something resembling meatballs. He then handed it to me, and I eyed it suspiciously.

"Well that looks tasty." I muttered sarcastically.

He looked at me. "Look, do you want it or not, kid?" He asked.

"Eh, I'll take it." I replied. I took it and walked over to one of the empty tables near the windows. I took a seat and looked out at the sky, which looked dark grey, and nearly black in some places. Must be a storm. I guessed from the formation of the clouds and the tree leaves blowing rather violently. I looked to the Northwest and saw several lightning bolts hitting a tower in the distance.

"Or maybe a group of Pikachu have gathered." I thought, smiling to myself. That would be so awesome right now, having a Pokémon. Why can't they be real? Life would be so awesome with Pokémon, But then again Pokémon being here probably wouldn't be a good idea. This world wouldn't be a safe place for them because people would probably hunt them down for sport. Then there would be the labs that would want to experiment on them, and the governments militaries that would turn them into machines of war.

Plus, there was no telling what the governments would do if they got their hands on a legendary like Mewtwo or Arceus.

My thoughts were interrupted, when the lights flickered off and on. Some of the students were looking a bit scared, but them calmed down, just as a couple of the bulbs blew out and one of the pieces flew and hit the wall, almost going right through a nearby window. Then the power went out, and didn't come back on.

"Oh joy." I thought as I leaned forward, propping my elbow on the table. The P.E. teacher came in with a flashlight and began trying to calm everyone down.

"All right everyone! Please stay calm! The storm knocked out the power lines, so everyone has to go home until the power lines are fixed." There were scattered cheers amongst everyone.

"Okay everyone get your pack and head out." The P.E. teacher said. I walked out and grabbed my pack, then left the cafeteria went down the hall to exit the building. The school had arranged for the buses to cart the kids home early, but I wasn't one for bus rides.

When I got outside, it was raining and coming down hard.

"This'll be fun." I said to myself as I pulled out my umbrella. My apartment was about a mile north, right where the storm was located. If I hurry, I thought, maybe I can get there before it gets too bad. So I began walking down the sidewalk in the rain, trying to stay dry beneath my umbrella and attempting to keep it from blowing away in the crazy wind all at the same time.

I walked to the bridge and stopped to watch the river, which I could have sworn was flowing north instead of south. "Weird." I said, shaking my head as I kept on walking.

I noticed there was a little path going down near the end of the bridge, and my curiosity got the better of me. "Couldn't hurt." I muttered, and headed towards the path, walking down it and beginning to stride alongside the river.

I kicked a couple of rocks into the water and watched as some fish swam downstream. The rain seemed to be letting up, or maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part. I suddenly started feeling weird in a way I couldn't explain, and I looked up just as the clouds darkened. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning hit the ground in front of me.

"Holy crap!" I yelled, jumping out of the way just in time. Luckily I spotted a cave nearby so I sprinted for it and dove inside like a boss. I had always thought it looked like fun in the movies.

"And he lands a perfect ten!" I shouted as lightning struck outside where I just was.

"It would seem the dive was necessary." I whispered. I sat down and watched as the rain poured down.

It was a nice view and the wind was blowing rather harshly, and from where I sat it looked like a maelstrom on land.

"I won't be able to get home in this." I said to myself, sitting back. I was fine with waiting it out here. It was kind of nice to be in a somewhat secret place, quiet except for the sound of the storm outside, and alone. Or, at least I thought I was alone. Boy, was I wrong.

I heard something behind me, like quiet footsteps. A dog, maybe? Or worse, a wolf? I'd heard of wolves wandering into the city before, and hiding in places such as this. My paranoia kicked in, and I reached into my pocket and slowly pulled out my pocket knife, then I readied myself for an attack.

I whirled around and threw myself at whatever it was. It was smaller than a dog, but I pinned it to the ground regardless, until I knew what it was.

What I saw next I didn't expect in a million years.

I had my knife against the throat of none other than a Pikachu.

A/n How was this chapter? Please R&R. Thanks to my beta reader Mentally-Unstable