A Psychic Overload: Chapter One
By CaLeB7777
One thing I want you guys to know is that this is my first fic, I don't know how to use Fanfiction, so I will probably screw up somewhere. If I could get and if you want more, please tell me what Pokémon I should use, storyline, and all that good stuff. Also, I made this in my head before I wrote it, so the details are not exact and as good as I originally thought it would be. Lemon will not come until later on.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, Nintendo does.
Also, lemons will be in this story. You have been warned.
So, without further ado, let's begin, shall we?
On a clear morning, I happened to be walking through the forest and came across a huge tree in the middle of a secluded area. It was almost impossible to see through the brush and shrubs. There were 2 small openings, one down low to the point where I could crawl through, and another almost 180 degrees to the other side. I crawled through the opening and brushed my pants off. I looked over to the other opening across the slightly tall grass.
3 Gallade where tearing through the bushes, carrying dead Pokémon that looked significantly like Zoarark. They looked my way and 3 just shrugged it off and run into the tree through what looked like an entrance. One in particular caught my eye, though. He had stayed a lot longer than the others, giving me a nasty look that I assumed would be like a Pokemon version of the evil eye. I noticed the huge scar across his eye. He ran quickly inside after he had realized I noticed him.
I took some time to admire the view. Kirlia danced across the field, hundreds of them. One had danced up to me and started cuddling my leg. I gave a small smile and patted it's head, then watched as it danced off. I saw all the Ralts, almost as many as there were Kirlia. They had been hiding in small piles of leaves around me, and I gave a small laugh as they peeked out at me.
I then looked back at the tree and saw a shiny Gardevoir come out of the tree, along with the four Gallade I had previously seen. The Gardevoir had walked up to me and held up her hand. I thought it seemed weird that Pokémon had adjusted to human customs, but I took her hand, and I immediately felt another presence in my head, something I was previously unaccustomed to, but would soon be.
"Hello, stranger. What brings you to our sacred abode?" The Gardevoir asked telepathically.
"Just, uh, walking by. Why?" I stuttered.
"Well, while you're here, come on in. Enjoy the scenery as you have been." I was surprised at the fact that the Gardevoir was already looking into my past. I reluctantly started walking towards the tree. I noticed that a group of Gallade had packed around me, and there were four, as I had probably seen earlier, were around me in a rhombus-like pattern, with the Gardevoir in front of the first one. The Kirlia who had earlier attached to my leg had danced over to my leg again, and when I went to pet it like I had earlier, I felt a sharp pain across my arm. I looked behind me and saw the Gallade with the scar across his eye with his elbow blade extended and dripping with small drops of my blood. I shrugged off the pain and continued walking.