A Force of Nature

"Speech"
Telepathy

CHAPTER 1

The sensation of waking wasn't soft and gentle, like it normally was. It was jerky and painful, light searing his retina's and forcing him into wakefulness. As he blinked and squinted, a strange sensation brought the thought 'an out-of-body experience' to mind. He sat up, resting his palms against the bed he was lying on. A strange feeling caused him to examine his fingers, and was confronted with some kind of green hand that merged with his forearm smoothly. He shook his head thinking that it must be some sort of strange-experience-induced hallucination. As he examined his forearm more closely, he discovered that it was no hallucination. As thought struck him, his hand went to his head. It was curved. He had a horn. Bloody hell. He was a... A... Pokemon?

But which one? His sudden elation turned to more pressing matters. Why was he here? What was happening? And most importantly, who was he? His musings were interrupted by a quiet voice that echoed in his mind like it was a tunnel. Was it a voice?

Hello? Hello, anyone ine there? Will? The voice brought back a memory of a Ralts. And of his name. Will. That was his name.

"Yeah?" Will whispered suspiciously. "Who's there?"

It's me, Psyche. The voice cried joyously. Can you let me in?

"Uh, sure." Will said. "Here you go."

He yanked the door open and a Gardevoir floated in. Almost immediately she swept past him. Will? Will, where are you? Will tapped her on the shoulder. Exasperated, she turned to face him. What? What do you want? What have you done with Will?

"Um, I am Will." Will told her. She frowned. No you're not. You're a Gallade.

So thats what he was. A Gallade. He grabbed Psyche's soldiers and shook her. Unconsciously, his mind reached out and contacted her's. I am Will! I am a Pokemon Trainer! I did nearly beat the Elite Four, I did evolve you into a Gardevoir from a Ralts!

Will panted heavily as Psyche merely stared at him in shock. So you are Will! Psyche stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him. Will hugged her back, grinning. The red fins on each of their chest's slapped against each other and they both gasped in surprise. The fin's were incredibly sensitive, inducing both pleasure and pain. They both blushed and looked away before a voice erupted over the loudspeakers.

"Hello there, Will, Gardevoir." The voice said smoothly. "Welcome to the Rehabilitation Centre for Humans-Turned-Pokemon. I hope you enjoy."

"So this is common?" Will asked sceptically. "I doubt that."
"Really? You find it that hard to believe?" The voice asked them smoothly. "The legendaries call us their idea of a joke."

"So, you're one too?" Will asked. "What kind of Pokemon are you?"
"I-I'm a Lucario." The voice said. "And it is pretty amazing, having the ability to fire off Aura Spheres whenever I want."

"Okay," Will said, barely holding back impatience. "Now, where exactly are we?"
"It would probably easier if you come to my office." The voice said. "One of my friends will be
there shortly. Bye!"

Psyche had been silent throughout, but now she rested her head on Will's shoulder and sighed. Will, there's something I need to tell you. Will turned to her and spoke directly to her
mind. What is it? Before she could reply though, a Sceptile entered, motioning for them
to follow. Several questions directed toward the Sceptile later, Will gave up on trying to speak with the Pokemon and turned his attention back to Psyche. So, what did you want to tell me? Psyche sighed before replying. You see- Before she could continue though, the Sceptile motioned for them to enter an office. Will gave Psyche a wry smile. They entered.

"Hello, hello!" Lucario cried and motioned for them to sit down. "Tea? Coffee?"

Both Will and Psyche refrained. The Lucario shrugged, and sat down, pulling his chair closer to them both.

"Now can you tell us where we are?" Will asked, exasperated. The Pokemon thought before replying.

"Well... Fine." Lucario muttered serenely. "You are currently directly under Spear Pillar, in Mt. Coronet."

Will sat there dumbfounded. "So, what now?" He said. "Are we free to go?"

The Lucario fidgeted uncomfortably. "Well, you could go, but our benefactors wouldn't like it. They want to observe your strength levels first."

"And then we can go?"

"Yes."

"Okay, lets do it."

Psyche had misgivings. I don't think thats a good idea Will.Will frowned. Why not? We're free to go right after. Besides, its not like they're going to hurt us. Psyche sighed and nodded. Will gave her an encouraging smile. "Alright, we'll do it."

The Lucario grinned. "Thanks. Now if you'll follow me, we can get started straight away."

Lucario led them through a brightly lit hallway, going down and down. Eventually it led them out into a cavern, and Lucario turned to face them. "Alrigh , your first opponent will be a Graveler. You'll take turns in fighting, and we only want you to fight er... lets say, five opponents each?" Both of Psyche and Will nodded, and Will walked forward. A scared looking Graveler walked in from the other end. Sighting Will, it uttered its name threateningly and charged forward. Will dodged to the side and performed a Night Slash, impacting directly onto the Graveler's back. Roaring the Pokemon spun and and loosed a large rick from its chest. It clipped Will's shoulder, and before he could react, another fired. Desparate, Will dodged and focussed on the Graveler intensely. It's form quivered, before shaking violently and dropping to the ground, unconscious.

Will sighed loudly, and made his tired way back through the door on the other side of the cavern. Exhaustedly, he dropped into a chair. He nodded at Psyche and, bestowing a smile upon him, she floated gracefully outside. Will stared after her regretfully. He hoped she didn't get hurt.
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Alright, yeah, its probably a bit crappy, but its my first attempt at Romance and I did my best. I haven't written for a while, and if something feels a bit off, tell me. I really need some constructive criticism.

Peace Out

L.N.