Author's notes: This is not a regular get-starter-collect-badges-story. This is about a 'real' boy who happen to jump into the world of the pokémon games... Well it sounded interesting in my mind, at least... If you like the idea, review, and I'll continue the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Pokémon games or the Gameboy trademark. Nintendo probably does.
In The Pokémon Chaos Game!
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1.
Inserting The Game Pak
"Kenny! I'm going out for a while. Don't turn the house upside down when I'm gone. And you'd better feed Ellington as well."
Mrs Parker pulled on her coat and grabbed her purse from a bench in the hallway. She hesitated for a moment when nobody answered her calling.
"Kenny! Did you even hear me?"
"Yeah, mom," came her son's reply from upstairs.
Mrs Parker shook her head disapprovingly. For surely, Kenny's reply was an automatic one. But it was better than nothing, in these days, when the only thing on his mind was those stupid games.
"See you in a couple of hours, honey!" she called again, and finally left the house.
"Yay, your mom's gone!" Pete cheered and jumped onto Kenny's bed. "We're alone, at last!"
"That's right," Kenny said, as he got up to the window in his room, and watched his mother drive away. "Now it's time!"
Pete jumped off the bed and looked eagerly at him, eyes glimmering. "Do you have it?"
"I have it!" Kenny shouted happily, and opened one of the lower drawers beside his desk.
He pulled forth a tiny piece of plastic and held it like a holy Grail in front of his friend.
"Behold the Pokémon Chaos Game!" Kenny said pompously. "Said to feature all the regions and all the pokémon! It's harder to get your hands on than a shiny Empoleon in the Red Version! But we'vegot it!"
"But Kenny, there are no Empoleons at all in the Red Version... are there?"
"No, stupid, it was a mere metaphor. Why don't we test this already?"
They eagerly inserted the tiny game pak into Kenny's well-used Gameboy Advance, and turned it on.
"Whoa, it's incredible!" Pete exclaimed, peeking over Kenny's shoulder.
"Pete, this is just the Nintendo logo," Kenny said annoyingly.
"Oh..."
"Now it begins!"
The two boys sat on the unmade bed, staring their eyes out on the little piece of machinery in Kenny's hands. The screen went black. And then an image appeared. The boys stared at it for a few seconds longer, then Pete raised an eyebrow and poked his finger at the small screen. At the same time, there was a small movement in the picture.
The boys looked at each other in disbelief and confusion. When they turned their heads back to the Gameboy, they just caught sight of another movement before the picture went still again. Kenny raised both his eyebrows, and Pete gasped loudly.
The smallest of sounds came from the Gameboy speakers. Pete stuttered, trying to say something about this.
"Hey, Kenny... that's..."
The Gameboy speakers again let out a sound.
"'Hey, Kenny... that's...'"
Pete couldn't help but letting out a high-pitched scream. Kenny dreaded what he knew would follow, even before his friend had stopped screaming.
The sound now erupting from the little machine wasn't natural. It could be called a scream, but it was much worse. The Gameboy speakers turned Pete's scream into a nightmarish, robotic shriek of horror. It made Pete scream even louder, and Kenny winced, not knowing what was going on, not able to take this in, not able to... understand, toactually watch himself on that tiny screen...
And then it all went black, and all the screams slowly faded away.
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When Kenny opened his eyes, he didn't immediately remember what had made him pass out. Also, he felt strangely dizzy, but not in a bad way. He felt as if... as if he had just awoken.
"Kenny! What are you doing? Why aren't you up yet?" a furious voice called somewhere from.
Kenny sat up straight, and stretched his arms out. He then looked around for a pair of trousers to put on. There were none. Instead, he realized he was already fully dressed, in bed.
He jumped out of bed fast as if struck by lightning. What was all of this? This was not his room. Where was he? Where was Pete?
Pete! That name made him remember something... a scream... a cry of horror. He stumbled backwards into the television on the floor, and tripped over it. As he fell down onto his bottom, the door opened up, and a woman appeared.
"KENNY!" she shouted at him. "You make yourself ready in five minutes from now, or else I'll call professor Oak and tell him to not let you see his pokémon. EVER!"
Kenny didn't move. He lay flat on his back on the floor, and stared at the furious woman. Professor Oak? Pokémon? Was this...
The woman left the room, shaking her head disapprovingly. She suddenly remembered Kenny of his mother. Very much.
He got up and looked around. There was a computer in a corner of the room. There was a bed, a bookcase and there was a television, with a gaming device connected to it. It was an old sort of device, he had never tried it out, but he had heard of those. A SNES.
His jaw nearly dropped to the floor. This couldn't be... could it? He was standing in a very familiar room, in a very familiar world. But it wasn't his world. It was the world of the pokémon game.
"PEEEEETE!"
The only response he got to his cry was a sound from below, as if the protagonist's mother had just hit the ceiling several times with a broomstick. Kenny leaned his head in his hands. No wonder the Pokémon Chaos Game had been hard to acquire. The players clearly didn't seem to stick around in the real world long enough to pass it on!
