This is my first fan fiction so I'm a noob. This was an idea I got when I was wondering that I got when I wondered what it would be like if Pokémon was real. This led me to think about how they could become real in a believable manner and eventually I decided to write up a story. I hope you will enjoy reading this and then decide to review to tell me what I did good or what I need to fix when I go through these to make corrections. Right I'm going to stop talking and let you read the story now.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or anything associated with the franchise, Pokémon is the property of Nintendo, Game Freak, and any other company that works on the Pokémon franchise. While some locations may be based on Real areas all characters and organizations are fictional, any similarities to any existing people or organizations is purely coincidental.
Sunrise Bar- Tri-Cities
I thought to myself as I stared down at the wood work of the bar table. The Bar tender slid the drink I had requested in front of me, after which I looked up and thanked him. He looked at me and saw that I was obviously a little distracted.
"Somethin wrong?" he asked looking a little worried
"Well… I guess the problem is… I don't know if something's wrong" I admitted continuing to look at the surface of the counter. This probably didn't sound like an honest answer, but it was the only way I could think of responding.
"Hmm… well just promise me you won't do anything crazy Okay?" He said waiting for me to reply.
"Alright" I answered sounding a little distracted, that was because I knew I was in this bar because I was about to do something crazy. In fact the whole reason I was even in this area at all was because of something crazy I had been doing for three years. Well, I mean the project I was working on was well within known sciences, but I knew if I told anyone about the project they'd say I was crazy and honestly I can't say I'd blame them.
The bartender still seemed a bit concerned, but was satisfied by my answer and returned to his work. As I sat there sipping on my beer a bit I decided I would wait for them to show up until my drink was gone. As I slowly drained the contents of my glass I occasionally would glance at the door or the clock the wall that read "Seller's Draft Live It Up!" After fifteen minutes or so the cold glass I had in my hand was empty I glanced around hoping to see them. I didn't see the person I was supposed to have met here. Sighing I pulled out the money to pay for my drink, but just before I could put the money down a hand came in from nowhere and slapped down the payment. I followed the arm the hand belonged to, finding a man dressed in a black suit and tie wearing reflective aviators.
"On me since I'm so late." The man said looking at what I assumed was me since it was hard to tell with the glasses on him. I would later wonder why he was wearing sunglasses if it was eleven o'clock at night but I digress.
"I started to think you wouldn't come" I said as my reflection stared back at me in his mirror like glasses.
"Yes, sorry about that, my associates and had some… business that finished later than expected." The man said in a way that would make anyone a little nervous. I calmed my nerves by reminding myself that I was talking to this agent because I needed help.
"Right uhh… where do you want to do the interview" I asked hesitantly.
"The Interview will take place at a secure location a few clicks from here" the agent informed me like he had to say this a thousand times before. I was a little taken aback by this because I thought they would just talk with me in a corner or something.
I started to say "Well, I guess I'll just get in my car and follo…" but the agent interrupted me saying no we will be providing transport to the location. It's just for security purposes." The man reassured me and finally asked "That's ok, right?" as if I had a choice in the matter.
"That'll be fine" I said
"Alright we better go then; our ride is waiting for us." He said. As I stood up I grabbed my brief case and followed him through the door and then to a parked SUV that had a glossy black paint job. The unnamed agent opened the door and motioned for me to enter which I did.
When I got in I noticed the seats inside were configured differently from most SUVs of the same type. The middle seats were pilot seats, but they faced towards the back of the car, and the back seats were rap around seats. The other thing I noticed was there where two armed guard holding M-16s and fully equipped with military gear. This did not shock me nor did it scare me since I had been around something similar at the base I worked at. The two guards got up and did a search of me to make sure that I wasn't carrying anything dangerous, and then they confiscated the brief case I was carrying. I thought about objecting since it had the evidence I needed to prove my claims, but I knew how security worked in these situations. Finding nothing they let me sit down and they returned to their posts in the backward pilot seats.
Somewhere near Tri-Cites
After the SUV started to move the guard had put a blind fold on me and didn't take it off till we were in the "interview room". I got the impression of it being more of an interrogation room since I was seated at a metal table looking at what I guessed was a one way mirror. Suddenly the door next to the one way mirror burst open and the same agent that met me at the bar sat down across from me at the table.
"Alright, state your name and why you contacted us" the agent started the interview.
"My name is Rick Morison and I am one of the Head scientists on Project Genesis" I told him.
"Head scientist?" the agent scoffed "and I've never even heard of a Project Genesis" he said skeptically
Neither of which surprised me I knew I looked nothing like a scientist and being only 22 didn't help my cause. Also, my messy red hair didn't help me look the part of a head of a project. I was also not surprised by the fact he had not heard of Project Genesis considering it was the second best kept secret our country had and was only surpassed in secrecy by the Aurora Project. The Aurora project was so secret that not even I knew any details just that they were working with some kind of quantum tech, and their base of operations was located at the heart of every conspiracy, Area-51.
Ignoring his remarks I continued "The reason I contacted you is because things have gotten… out of hand, and well… I don't know who else I could go to." I said staring down at the table.
"What has gotten out of hand?" the agent said obviously interested now.
"Well, I can't just tell you I have to explain what happened before things got out of control. Otherwise you wouldn't understand the problem or even the project."
"Well, ok then let's hear the details" the agent said as he rubbed his hands together.
"Ok I guess we should start with my college project…"
