First time writing something without the intend of writing. This is going to be a normal, weird story I want to make. Nothing out of the normal. My better stories will eventually go out. Until then, here's a normal, weird story of a PKMN adventure. I promise you, I'll try to not make it look so basic. Thanks for checking this out!

My name is Jakel, and I'm lost.

Yeah, lost. Just what I said.

And this rain isn't helping either. It's actually tormenting me more, because now I don't even know where to go. And I hate the rain, because I'm a Water-type PKMN. Yes, I hate it. I'm the weirdest Water-type PKMN you'll find outside. Do you know why? Oh, really? Well, I'm a Wartortle. Yeah. And I dislike the dumb rain, just as I dislike being trapped in this weird cave, without anyone near to help me. So, I have to wait, and wait, or else I will die.

Die? How come? Well, I've been hearing strange noises inside the cave, and I'm actually getting a little worried over that. I'm very shy and scary, that could be true, but I'm also hurtful and sarcastic with my words. Whatever that thing is, I don't care. I'm trying to focus on being alive, and surviving this stupid rain, in this stupid cave, near to this... fury beam! Or something, I don't know! I'm hearing things in the cave that, I'm starting to get worried on. Help? Anyone? No? Okay...

After some hours, my uncle, a Floatzel, came looking for me. His face was mad, and he almost seemed like he wanted to punch me or something. We began to walk in the forest, and then we entered his small, cozy and tiny house. He began to shout to me, saying things like "what the hell were you thinking! You could have died! That cave is dangerous!" and stuff I don't care, and he sent me to sleep alone.

I hated my uncle, okay? I just, disliked him. My little sister (this Lopunny) told me to not act like that with my uncle. She said he treated her so nice and well. For her age (that's definitely 12; me being 17), she's very committed to him, and I started to get a little worried on her mental health, or something. Plus, he has always treated her like the favorite, and I disliked that.

That night, I decided to escape again.

I told my sister if she wanted to come with me, but she was such a little prick.

"Uncle wouldn't like that."

"Who cares," I exclaimed as I tied up the sheets of the bed on the window to go down on them. Oh, by the way, I lied. The house was made of wood, yeah, but it was pretty big. Not rich big, but like, strange big.

"He's such a male with me. He gets mad at you because you act like an idiot," she replied.

"...a male?" I asked, confused on her answer.

"It's just a metaphor, oh my Lord Pidgeot!"

"Hm... weird metaphor."

"Thanks. He is a male though... a good one..."

"Eww, disgusting."

I went down with the sheets, grabbing myself a knife, a big jacket, and this red scarf from my dad. It was a big one. I also grabbed one of my uncle's adored cigarettes.

"Well, cya, Steph!"

"You'll give up."

My uncle used to say that a lot. I grabbed some mud in the soil, and I tried to throw it to her.

"Good luck with out 'uncle,' Steph!"

"Bye~."

And in that horrible rain, I promised myself that I wouldn't give up. I knew I couldn't. I'd miss Steph, my sister. But, she decided to stay with that good-for-nothing of an uncle. Now, it was my journey. I had to surpass a lot of miseries, but I knew it was for a good thing. I ran in the middle of the forest, all scared of those annoying thunders in the middle of the sky, showing me no direction nor anything. I couldn't see a lot, but I was hearing a lot of growls coming from the trees, thing that scared me even more. It was all, until I saw far away the same cave I went to that morning. The rush in my mind, with all those dumb thought, etc, made me enter it again.

This time, I decided I had to enter more. And, with some steps onto the cave, I was glad to see far away, this beautiful light.

Not until I stepped in the wrong direction, and fell onto this hole.

When I woke up, I couldn't feel my arms, nor my feet. I tried to stand, but it was all weird. Everything was clear, I admit it, but I couldn't open my eyes completely. I then, began to waddle on the thing, until I saw a puddle of water showing me my new form.

I was a f*cking Wurmple.

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