Colliding Worlds

Johto Gunner004 here with another new story pitch.

The plot is fairly simple... it's basicly the Pokemon world with Pokemon and Pokemorphs and no humans.
Yeah... pretty simple... nothing more too it... or is there? This is only the first chapter...

Intro: Ever wonder what's out there?

You ever look up at the sky and wonder what's out there? Ever wonder what's like on other planets? Have you ever wanted to be one of those brave explorers that boldly ventures out into the stars in search of new and mysterious planets like our own or a completely different world that defies all laws of science and logic? Well I have.

………What? It's perfectly normal to wonder this… at least… that's what my mom says.

Our planet is a small planet in a relatively small galaxy. Not many planets and only one giant star in the center of it all… the planet itself is home to these wonderful creatures with the most extraordinary powers in this star system. These creatures are our friends, our family, and in a way… our ancestors if you will.

The creatures are called Pokémon. They are many different types and species of Pokémon in the world, many are which we've seen and studied before… yet there always seems to be one or two hundred more which haven't been discovered yet.

We are like Pokémon in many ways and yet different from them at same time. We share many of their psychical and, to a certain extent, their mental traits as well. We share their powers, their strengths and weaknesses… yet no matter how hard we try, their powers are somewhat greater the ours… who… or rather what are we? We are called Pokémorphs. Creatures that are part Pokémon and part of an ancient breed of unknown creatures.

No one really knows what the creatures who came before us were like, or even what they were called… but some people suspect that the mysterious beings had a lot to do with modern day civilization. I'd like to think that the beings were aliens from space, sent to colonize this world along with other… but everyone I said that too laughed at me.

What happened to the beings? No one knows… they just disappeared, vanished off of the face of the planet… leaving us and the Pokémon to live in perfect harmony… well… almost perfect at least.

My name is Krystal Sehcteks. I'm a Smeargle girl with an unusual obsession with outer space. I'm just your normal Pokémorph growing up in a small town located in the Johto Region. People who know me, know that I'm a very adventurous girl and I love to drag my friends into the crazy adventures I get myself into. I'm a very… persuasive morph. People also call me a very naïve and simple minded dog, but I don't see it in me.

A lot of people think I'm crazy for believing that there's life on other planets, but I just know there is! They say that there is no life out there, but how would we know that? We've never gotten very far in our space programs… so what makes them think that we're alone in the universe?

New Bark Town, Johto
(Krystal's POV)

I heard my watch sitting on the dresser next to my bed beeped. Telling me that it seven O'clock and time for me to wake up… but since when do I listen to a device wrapped in plastic? I place a pillow over my head in a vain attempt to cover my floppy, brown, canine ears.

"Krystal," I heard my mother call from down the hall. "Krystal, wake up, you're going to be late." I responded with a loud groan. "Don't you groan at me, young lady, you're the one who wanted to make sure that you woke up early." My mother nagged me. I groaned again.

"Alright then… miss the field trip to your father's observatory in the Blackthorn mountains." My mother taunted. My eyelids shot open and I quickly jumped out of bed and ran towards my closet… tripping over my own tail in the process… what kind of morph trips over her own tail?

I quickly got back up and glared at my four foot long, brown furred tail. The tip of my tail produced a crystal colored paint that perfectly matches my large, crystal eyes. I normally use this tail to sketch out my ideas, plans and schemes but apparently today, I'm going to be straggling it.

"Stupid tail." I childish pouted at my fifth limb. "We're going to be late and miss the bus because of you. What's wrong with you anyway?" I pointless asked my tail. "Are you trying to screw this up for me?" I glared at my tail, expecting it respond.

"This is because I gave up painting, isn't it?" I heard my mother call my name "Krystal, who are you talking to?" She curiously asked. I blushed realize that I had been speaking pretty loud if my mother was able to hear me.

"Uh… I'm not talking to anyone, Mom." I answered… then I realized how silly and just plain weird that sentence sound and quickly added, "I have the TV on!"

Although I didn't think my mom would fall for it, she just sighed and told me to hurry up and get ready if I wanted to make in time to catch the bus.

There was no way in hell was I ever going to miss this! I've waiting forever for a chance like this to happen to me! This could be history in the making… and I'm making it!

I quickly got up from the floor, opened my closet and grabbed whatever clothes I could find. After I dressed I took a quick look in the mirror and realized I looked like a mental, killer clown. I tried again and this time, by sheer luck I ended up with an outfit that didn't make me look like an undead Smeargle. I had put on a plain blue blouse with a plain white mini-skirt and blue and white sneakers.

After I got dressed I quickly grabbed my bag, my watch and my school I.D. and rushed out of my room. I ran through the hall of the second floor of my house, once more tripping over my own tail and tumbling down the stairs, landing right on my head.

"Oh my Arcues! Krystal, are you okay?" My mother quickly asked rushing to my side. "I'm fine miss talking brown Jigglypuff and yes, I'd love to be the bride's maid at your wedding with the silver Onyx." I unconsciously mumbled. "…Excuse me, dear?" My mother asked.

I heard a bus horn honking in front of our house and I sprang back to my feet and raced out the door. "Okayseeyaloveyagottagobyemom!" I quickly said as I ran out of the door and onto the bus just as the driver was closing the doors.

I was greeted by a very pissed off Persian morph who is known for his open hatred of any morph under the age of eighteen and by my science teacher, an old Manectric that used to work for the Hoenn space program. Can anyone guess why he's my favorite teacher?

Since I'm always the last one the school bus picks up every day, I had to sit in the back with poison kids as always… what's worse is that the only poison types that take the bus are the two Stunky twins… and to make things worse… they have gas.

FYI: Krystal's last name is actually Sketches backwards. Hey be glad I didn't use Tniap! And yes... she does seem a little crazy, thank you very much.

I wonder what's going to happen at her father's observatory? ;)

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Gunner out.