Chapter 1

Birds chirped. The sun shone bright. He could feel sand beneath his back as he lay there…The Ocean waves could be heard crashing, rolling, advancing and receding. He opened his eyes but quickly shut them as the sun overpowered them. He them slowly opened his eyes to see the bright blue pale sky with the slightest hue of gray…He could hear a seagull squawk. He sat up on the beach. Looking directly at the ocean…

"How did I get here?"

"Where on Earth am I?"

Were the things he thought He noticed the waves coming in as the tide came up. Standing up he found himself in a dried up tide pool.

A gust of wind blew on him from the ocean. He could feel the wind blow up too far between his legs. Looking down he was astonished! He was in his birthday suit! No shoes or socks, shirt or pants. Naked…

"Well I'll be a " He started.

Then he heard a scream. It came from his left. It was on down the beach because it was halfway swept away by the wind. It was a feminine scream. Followed by voices and shouting.

"Someone call the police it's a human!" A feminine voice cried.

"Lady shut up. The humans are all OH MY GOD! Someone call the police!" Came another.

This voice was further down the beach. His eyes were still sort of fuzzy and blurry so he couldn't exactly see very well very far. But he knew something wasn't quite right. So he ran in the opposite direction of the voices, remembering that he didn't have the best standing with the police.

But he didn't get very far. It was about 50 yards till he crested a sand dune and saw a beach full on packed with the sort of things a beach should have. Save for one thing…People, if they could be called that. The things he saw were bipedal, (standing on two feet), and walked upright like people. But they were strange like wolves, dogs, cats, mice, spiders, rocks, dragons. All wearing clothes like people should. Have the basic anthropomorphic shape of people. He was terrified.

But it only took a spit second before half the beach was in an uproar because of him. He simply stood there. In complete shock. Then he turned and ran the other direction. Or at least that was his intention. He only got about 30 yards. Then he was surrounded by the same variety of strange creatures. But in police uniform.

He figured at that moment that he was in deep trouble, but at the same time was hyped up on some newfangled drug that made him hallucinate. But this was different, it made too much sense, it was orderly.

The officers overpowered him and forced him to the ground as a crowd of the creatures gathered around and cheered the police on. This astonished him too. People actually cheering for police.

He had fought a gang of officers before, but he couldn't remember the time when they kicked like mules and bit like crocodiles. They soon had him on the ground handcuffing him and a particularly large Dog-like one held him down as they cuffed his ankles. Then he was gaged. The large one picked him up and carried him to the chopper holding him under its arm as it climbed on. The thing must have been seven feet tall! The other "Officers" all climbed on and waited till the chopper lifted off to stick a needle in his arm. All when black from there…

He woke up in a 6x8 cell. Remembering what had happened before he went out he looked down. Finding himself in an orange jumpsuit with a number on the back. Just like his home.

Standing up he stretched and walked over to the bars on his cell. Immediately he decided to make it seem like he was some sort of stereotype so that they would consider him a non-threat. He decided to try letting his native accent through. Western Carolina.

"You damn muther fukin' pigs better tell me what I'm in for this time 'afor I call up myself a lawyer and have myself a lawsuit!"

It was an empty threat but it usually worked. Suddenly he found himself standing face to face with a wall of fur. Seven foot high. He looked up...He became very terrified. It was muscular with shoulders as wide as a small car.

"Grant!" A voice down the hall said.

"What?" The creature grunted. Giving him a mean look in the eyes.

"Back off we have direct orders to keep it alive no matter what kind of insults it throws at us."

"It called me a pig." The creature grunted. "Can't you see I'm an Arcanine?!" It said to him.

"You're a policeman I call you a Pig. You're friend there is a Piglet." He said to the creature with a big grin like a trollface

"Jolene Its's pushing it real hard." The Arcanine said.

"Well then you're just going to have to put-up with it till 0600 when the military convoy gets here." The very obviously female officer said. It was pink about 5'5 and fairly well toned. A large red gem rested on her forehead. One thing he noticed quickly was the two large melons on her chest.

This is when he had a moment, recalling back to his youth. He remembered now. The Pokémon. These two things. The other officers, the creatures at the beach…They were very similar to the Pokémon he grew up playing with. Not physically but on games, trading cards, watching TV…

"Holy shit you're both Pokémon ain't ya?" He said astonished.

"What on earth? Of course were Pokémon you idiot!" The Espeon said. She said it as if he was the anomaly here. Not herself. The Irony was thick as molasses.