A.N: The characters "Joey" and "Ben" Are based on real people. Ben was one of my friends, but recently he lost a battle with cancer. So, wanting him to remain in existence, this story is dedicated to him, and "Ben" shall represent him.

Rest in Paradise, Benjamin Jacob Orozco.(09/5/95-10/31/12)

The meteor that landed in the ocean changed us all. Mainly the children. We all were having a normal day when it landed. However, it soon turned into an event that changed most of our lives. The radiation from the big rock caused the children, from age one, to have a part of their body separate from them. After a couple of minutes, the separated part gained form, and turned into a peculiar thing.

They turned into Pokemon.

However, these Pokemon didn't function like the ones in the games. If they stubbed their toe, you felt pain in your toe. If you broke your arm, they felt a similar pain. And, the worst of all, if you get separated from them, from a very large distance, both Pokemon and human die. Also, if your Pokemon battled another Pokemon, and if it fainted, you go into a coma. Because of this, the government decided that, instead of initially banning the creatures from our schools, they let us keep them with us, as long as they remain small. For the ones who don't have that fortune, such as the owners of Onix or a dangerous Slugma, they constructed special yards for our Pokemon, and shifted the student's schedules to remain close to that yard.

I was lucky: I had a small Pokemon. It was in basic form when I got it. Now, these Pokemon are also different in how they evolve: Instead of leveling up through battling, they are directly linked to your maturity, evolving as it increases. When you get to the final evolution, you are fully mature.

I never understood, and neither did the governments, but the species always varied from person to person. For example; a man and a woman, whose Pokemon are a Medicham and a Hitmontop, can have a child whose Pokemon is a Ditto, or a Magicarp. In the beginning, when we first got ours, I was confused, because mine was a Ralts.

This requires explaining, I know. Before this whole thing, I was a loner. I had a few friends, but that was it. I didn't get people. Never had, never would. I had few people who actually knew me, and my enemies, I had an intense hatred for. All I cared about was my video games, which I would obsess about. I also always had a grudge against most things, and never wanted to be close to anything.

I was playing my Kingdom Hearts game when I obtained mine. I was just about to kill a boss, when I felt a pain in my chest. I paused said game, and the pain increased. I fell off of the couch in my room, doubled over in pain. I had to remove my shirt, because I thought that I had something stab me. When I removed the shirt, a glob of flesh came off of my chest, and the pain subsided. I straightened my back, and touched the medium sized glob. It quickly reformed, gaining the signature bowl-cut hair, two horns on its head for receiving emotions, and it's tiny gown-like covering for its lower body. It looked at me dead in the eye, then said, "Hello. My name is Tori."

The next few months were tiring. I had never before taken care of something as complicated as a Pokemon, so I was a bit confused as to what to do. Luckily, Tori didn't need much, and was very fun to be around. She even helped me understand that a person and their Pokemon can speak normally to each other, but not to another person's. I was slightly disappointed, because normally their gender matches yours, but I had a female. However, I quickly got over it.

When I went back to school, I saw that my friends, Joey and Ty, also had a Pokemon of their own. Joey had a Mudkip resting on his shoulder, and Ty had a Torchic in his arms. "Hey guys. How is your Pokemon?" I asked them, Tori barely holding herself up on my head. "Ben's fine, he's just really energetic." Said Joey, scratching his Mudkip's head. Ty said, "Shadow's normally fine, he just likes to be alone." I smiled at them, then said, "Tori is fine. The only problem is that she can't exactly hold on to my head." At the final syllable of my sentence, as if on cue, Tori lost her grip and fell onto my backpack, grabbing the handle to remain on. I picked her off of my backpack and let her sit on my shoulder, allowing her to have around the same vision pattern as myself.

The first class I had with Tori was a real trouble. All of the other students had a Dark type or a Ghost type. I held my hand on Tori's, and took my seat near the back. She jumped from my shoulder and remained in my lap, clutching to my shirt for comfort. I barely managed to make it through the class without having her be in direct contact with one of them. The next one was easy, just a bunch of Fighting types. The day went by fast, and in no time, we managed to get out. I drove us back to my house, Tori riding in the passenger's side in a child's booster seat. In the car, we became our stupid selves, and started singing to the music I had on my iPod, mainly a few Smosh songs, but also the Marilyn Manson version of "This is Halloween."

When we got back to my house, my sister had beaten us to the fridge. She walked away with the last slice of leftover pizza, her Pichu laying on her head. "Both you and Noodles suck." I coldly told her. She stuck her tongue out at me, then Noodles said something in what was referred to as "Pokespeak" by Tori. Tori looked at me and translated, "Noodles said something in Japanese again." "Ah. Could you translate?" I asked her. She shook her head, then said, "Can we get some of that stuff with the beef, chips and cheese?" "Do you mean the leftover taco salad?" I said to her. She nodded, then jumped into the fridge, grabbing our favorite food, grapes. "You do realize that if you want those, we can only eat the taco stuff later, right?" I told her. She nodded her head and took out a grape, rolling it into her mouth. I kissed her on the forehead, then took both her and the grapes out of the fridge, closing the door behind them.

After a long afternoon of homework and TV, it was soon time for everyone to go to sleep. I laid down on my couch, the only bed in my room, and Tori laid down onto my chest, the blanket on me coming up to her neck. "Goodnight, Eric." She said to me. I kissed her forehead again, then said, "Goodnight, Tori." I closed my eyes as I tried to go into dreamland, and I could tell that Tori was already there. I opened my eyes, and looked at Tori. I had a momentary lapse of thought at that moment, and smiled. I then patted her head, then went to sleep.