Authors note and disclaimer at the bottom for now enjoy!
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Rescuing Reality
Prologue
It was dark and cold. For sounds all that could be heard was a slight wind like a whistle or a heavy breathing.
Then a voice cut through the darkness.
"Open your eyes."
There was a stirring in the darkness.
"I need you to open your eyes."
A voice groaned and slowly blinked open brown eyes.
"Good, now get up."
The voice groaned again and then mustering strength the figure propped itself up and looked around for the speaker.
"Good work but take it slow you need to adjust to your new form."
The figure looked around curiously and only saw a cave, water dripping from the stalagmites above him but then his gaze dropped to a small red box sitting on the ground.
"Ah… Yes, that's for you."
The figure tried to move its body to stands on its legs but found they wouldn't move. He felt his body twitching and heard slight thumps in response.
Twisting his body, the figure tried to do something and felt the appendages propping him up slip and he felt his face hit the stone floor wincing as loose gravel moved with it!
"Ahh…" He cried.
Opening his eyes, he groaned and stared crossly at the appendages that had slipped and then he blanched.
He was staring at something long and blue with short white lines at the ends. It took him a second to realize they were flippers.
His eyes went wide as he whimpered, the realization having a hard time settling in.
Slowly propping himself up on his flippers once more he looked around but not for the box.
Spotting a small puddle, he managed to lumber over to it and stare at himself.
Small blue appendages on his head like ears, a pale blue ruff around his neck seemingly made of his skin and it was attached. A short white snout with a pink nose at the end. A long blue tail with a flipper to each side.
Somehow the figure knew he was a popplio, a pokemon.
"But that's impossible" he finally said aloud "I'm human." The popplio blinked "how did I know that?" He asked himself aloud. He knew, he was a human, he knew what pokemon were, he knew…
The popplio gasped and whimpered, he moved a flipper to try and hold his head but stumbled and fell once more losing support. Staying rigid for a moment the little pokemon just dealt with the reality of the situation knowing that he knew what pokemon were, that was he human, and a bunch of other stuff.
But yet… he didn't even know his own name.
Author's Note: and that ladies and gents is the prologue for my new PMD story. There's not much to say really the prologue gave me some trouble in regards to points of view but it works. I hope you like the chapter. I do not own Pokemon Mystery Dungeon in any way, shape, or form. Reviews welcome.