I haven't been using my Fanfic account that often, so to make sure I'm not getting rusty hear a story of an idea I had. I originally wanted to make this a comic instead, but I don't have the right tools for that yet. Also I'm just going to be winging this story in terms of grammar, but I'll at least make it readable for you people. Of course criticism is always welcome so tell me what you think. So enjoy!
Also I'm trying to see if I can make a page cover for this story. I just got Pokémon Art Academy so hopefully I have something by then. It might take a while so chapter 2 might be a while, but it'll be longer than this so I hope that make things up.
As the three pokémon awoke from their slumber they found themselves in a vast forest.
"Where are we-" the black and red fox said after getting a sudden headache. He began to groan in pain. "Ow, my head!" He added as he put his paws on his head.
"I don't know Sky." A cream color mouse, with a blue fur coat and red spots on his back, said. "But if I have to make a guess on where we are, I'll say we're lost." He said half jokingly.
"Seems like it." A yellow mouse with a lightning bolt tail replied. "If you wanted to be cold about it." His voice sounded familiar to the two pokémon.
"Wait a minute." The cream color pokémon said. "I know that voice!" Him and Sky had the same idea as they jumped at the yellow mouse. Grasping him tightly into a bear hug.
"Kenny!" They both said excitedly, squeezing the life out of their old friend. Kenny was caught off guard, as he was being forced into a hug. He could hardly breath.
"I... I'm glad to see you too... Maurice... Sora..." Realizing they were suffocating their friend Maurice and Sora let him loose to catch his breath. Once Kenny had inhale and exhale a couple of times he felt a lot better. "You guys... you should really-" All communication between the three was cut off. They noticed right away something wasn't right. The three friends were transformed into pokémon. Kenny could tell right away that he was a pikachu by his yellow fur and iconic lightning bolt tail. Maurice was a quilava by the looks of things, and Sora was a zorua. Not only that, Sora was capable on walking and standing on his forelegs instead of all fours like normal zorua.
As the three friends remained silent for a while longer an amusing grin appeared on the three faces, as they began to jump for joy!
"Awesome!" The three said in unison. "Finally, a world that doesn't sucks!" The three friends always wondered what it'll be like to live in the pokémon world. As excitement filled their hearts, and new adventures and challenges await their paths, the three friends were overwhelmed with anticipation... however...
"Wait, we're lost in a forest and have no clue where to go." Kenny acknowledged, putting his paw beneath his chin. "On top of that, assuming we're in that pokémon world, how long have we been sleeping in this forest?"
A strange breeze is blowing... it's getting closer...
End of chapter.