Hey guys, thanks for coming here to read my first ever story on FanFiction! Just so you guys know, it's probably going to be extremely awful, so just be warned. But since I'm new here, if there's any veterans reading this that want to give advice, it would help a lot! Also, since I'm obviously new here, I haven't read many stories. So, if my story is too similar to your story, please just tell me so I can do something about it. I in no way tend to plagiarize others' stories. Don't tell me to take it down for a stupid reason though, like "our characters are both named Alex!" or "They're both about Pokémon!". Also, just a quick warning, this story does use some strong language. Other than that, please just enjoy the story! Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or any other product that may be mentioned in this FanFiction, they all belong to their respective owners.
They say some stories are just best left untold.
Well, usually that's what I believe. But not today. This is a story that must be told. It's the story of my life (and no, shut up, I hate One Direction).
Oh jeez, this is gonna be a fun one to tell. Where do I start? Oh yeah, my name's Alex Ipegot. I live in a town in southern Saskatchewan, Canada. Very small, just under a thousand residents I think. We're not known for much, except for our excellent hockey team (which, I don't mean to brag, but I'm center on). We're called the Saskatchewan Ice Seals.
But hey, why am I telling you about my town when I should be telling you more about me? Oh yeah, because I'm a lot like the town in the way that I'm quiet. Well, around new people at least. Around friends I talk a little more, and I always like to be near my friends. At all times. So, most people just know me as "quiet kid" or, more often, "who?". I'm 14 years old, I'm also scared of a lot of stuff. A LOT. Spiders, Dark, Heights, you name it, there's a good chance I'm afraid of it. Except closed, tight spaces. And hockey pucks, which is why I play hockey, I guess. I also like Internet access (how else would I get to my memes?). Physically, I'm pretty skinny, around 5' 8" in height, always wearing shorts and a t-shirt, and have black hair that I put in a weird style: I make it a comb over, but then push it back to my forehead ¾ of the way so that it's hanging off but not by much. But yeah, I like my hair short, but on the longer side of short. I also have these weird greenish color eyes that nobody can ever actually describe. Everyone calls it hazel, but I'm pretty sure hazel has some red in it, which my eyes don't have. I also have ears that stick out of my head, which I've always hated. In case you couldn't notice, I'm a complicated kid. One last important detail: I LOVE Pokémon. Pretty much any aspect of it gets me very intrigued. It's just such a great game.
So anyway, back to where it all began. March 7th, 2011…
(Flashback)
Beep! Beep! Beep! Our ice hockey game just ended, and the Zamboni begins to pull onto the ice to clean it for our game tomorrow, while we step off the ice. (obviously, who wants to get run over by a Zamboni?) Luckily, our locker room begins to fill with happy teenagers, because that was another won game for us.
As we all take our seats and begin talking about the game, coach walks into the room. Everybody instantly goes silent. Coach was nice, but you don't get on his bad side.
"Thank you, everyone." Coach said. "That's another win for us!" The whole locker room cheered. "…and only 5 more to go." Everyone groaned. We all knew the circumstances were life and death at this point: lose one game of the next 5, playoff hopes were over. We were already on a winning streak of 7, though, and it would be tough to keep it up. Unfortunately, we had to verse the Rams in 3 weeks. That would be our toughest of all the games, by far.
As coach babbled on, I just thought about it to myself. 5 more games and we have another shot at championships! We had one 3 years ago, but we lost in the semis. The year after, our best player moved to Saskatoon, and everything went downhill from there. It would be awesome if we got to play in the big arena again! I wonder what the new renovations looked like…
I look up at the coach, like I do periodically to pretend I'm paying attention, and that's where my life changed forever. I looked up to what was definitely the weirdest thing I've ever seen.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I screamed probably a little too loud.
As I looked around the room, everyone was completely unconscious and the whole room was filled with pink fog. I could breathe fine, as far as I could tell, but why was I not falling unconscious? If everyone else was, what made me so special for a change?
"Whelp, looks like I'm all alone…" I muttered to myself. Since I liked being in groups and was afraid of a lot, you could probably tell I was freaking out right now.
"Hmm… maybe if I go online..." I muttered again as I went to go check multiple news websites. Some of them weren't reporting (since they were unconscious, obviously), others were reporting that they had managed to find a temporary safe spot from the fog which wouldn't last much longer, and some others were reporting that they could just stand in the pink fog, no problem, with everyone else unconscious. The news reports spread as far as Argentina and Japan.
"So I guess calling someone is out of the question…" I said as my phone died from the fog. "Aw, crap."
"Hey, guys, scan this room!" Someone called out in the air vents. I knew, at this point, someone else had done this. The only possible option was to try and hide, and quickly.
"Shush, if there was anyone awake in there, they surely just heard you, moron!" Someone else said. I got to try and hide faster. That's it, the bathroom! I checked, and there was no fog in there! Maybe the fog was some sort of a tracking system for those guys. If so, they can't find me if I hide in this stall!
"Hey guys, check the bathroom over here." Uh-oh. The room began to fill with fog. I needed to get out quickly-
"We got one." I unlock the stall to make a run for it, when…
"AHHH!"
"AHHH!" Both me and the other person screamed as I fell back, hit my head on the toilet.
"Owww…" My voice slowly trailed away as I felt a tranquilizer dart hit my arm, and I fell unconscious like everyone else.
I open my eyes and look around. This definitely wasn't the hockey arena, because I couldn't see anything. It was much too dark. I seemed to be lying down, so I try to sit up.
"Ouch!" I screamed as I hit my head on the ceiling. Alright, that wouldn't work. Calling for help wouldn't work either, because my phone was out of my pocket. Kicking in front of me, I kicked something to unlock a door, and I crawled outside. I got out to look at a wall with a bunch of small, square lockers, most likely with other people in them. I also notice a window, and I walk over to look outside.
"Holy crap…" I say to myself as I witness a black void with a few white specks and what looked like… a planet? I was in space! I needed to get the others out of the drawers, but I didn't have the key for it. So instead I decided to walk down the hallway and see what I could find.
"Ugggh… How much longer until we get there…" I heard a voice say.
"I don't know, Lenny. Shut up." A much deeper voice said. I peered into the room with the talking, and it was MASSIVE. It looked like the front of the ship. Two people were sitting in chairs at the front, and there were guards on either side.
"Hey, did you hear something, Zack?" Lenny asked.
"No, Lenny. They're all unconscious. Shut up." Zack replied. And, unfortunately, something very unlucky happened. I sneezed.
"Hey, there IS someone over there!" One of the guards exclaimed.
"Told you." Lenny said to Zack. I turn to run the other way, hoping to escape, when a line of guards cut me off. They force me back into the room.
"Well, well, look who managed to escape!" Zack said. The guards shoved me into a red chair and tied me down.
"Yes, yes, sit down." Zack said. 'Not that I have much of a choice.' I thought.
"You're definitely the smart one of the bunch." Zack told me, and it was definitely wrong, because I struggled to pass most of my classes in school. "You play Pokémon, correct?"
"H-how did you know?" I stammered in shock – how long have they been watching me?
"Watch this." Zack said. Once again, not exactly a choice of mine. The video showed a forest of some sort. There was not much about it, it just seemed like – WHOA! A Beautifly whizzed past the screen! Then the camera turned back down to the forest ground, where many Pokémon you would expect to find in a forest were!
"Yep, this is indeed the Pokémon world. Oh, look, here comes our newest arrivals!" He says. Arrivals? Right on time, the camera turns toward a spaceship landing on a landing pad. All of the Pokémon scatter as I realize that the landing spaceship was the exact model I was on right now! The spaceship kneels (?) and a few people walk out. Then they begin to drag unconscious Pokémon out with them! I kinda snapped there.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO THOSE INNOCENT POKEMON?!" I yelled at him.
"What Pokémon? Those are just transformed humans!" Lenny piped up.
"Arceusdamnit, Lenny! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO TELL HIM THAT! Oh, great, now I gotta explain the WHOLE thing. Thanks, Lenny." Zack screamed at Lenny.
"You're welcome!" Lenny responded with a dumb smile.
"Yes, those are transformed humans." Zack tells me. "We transform them with this thing here!" Zack says, patting the machine next to him. "Once we transform you, we bring you out to random spots in the wild and set you free!"
"Why are you doing this?!" Wow, that sounded a lot better in my head.
"That's something I'll answer another time." Zack responds. "Alright Lenny, tranquilize him!"
"Uh… sir?" Lenny says.
"Ugh… what now?" Zack says back.
"The tranquilizer is missing a dart."
"Then go get one."
"Where were they again?"
"IN THE BACK, LENNY! I TELL YOU EVERY WEEK!" Zack yells at Lenny as he runs out to get a spare dart. "And shoot him as soon as you get back!"
"What about my family?" I asked. "Won't they be worried by now?"
"Oh don't worry about them." Zack says. "We put some of our special amnesia syrup in the fog. They'll forget about you, plus everything from the past 5 hours! Lenny put that syrup right into the fog, right Lenny?"
"You mean this syrup?" Lenny asked, holding up a bottle of maple syrup. Zack's face started to turn bright red.
"…Arceus, Lenny, what have you done… THE AMNESIA SYRUP!"
"Syrup, syrup… is this a syrup?" Lenny asks again, holding up a jug labelled "Amnesia Syrup". Zack looked relieved to see it was empty.
"Phew, I knew I could still trust you, Lenny- "
"Yeah, this went GREAT with my Grilled Cheese!" Lenny says. "A little bitter though, not gonna lie."
"WHAT?!" Me and Zack both yelled at the same time. "YOU'RE TELLING ME THEIR ENTIRE FAMILIES STILL REMEMBER THEIR MISSING CHILDREN, THE FOG, AND EVERYTHING ELSE?!" Zack yells afterward.
"…But this tasted so good with grilled cheese…" Lenny squeaked out.
"My family still remembers me? How worried are they?" I muttered. I almost felt like crying at that point.
"Hang on, weren't you supposed to tranquilize him Lenny?" Zack asked.
"Well, I thought he wanted to know all of our plans." Lenny responded. "Besides, shouldn't we go back to at least erase their family's memories?"
"You know what, I don't care. We got the people, and that's what we came for. All you need to hope for now is that you don't get fired. Now tranquilize him."
"But sir…"
"I. SAID."
"Fine!" And then everything faded away, as I fell unconscious for the second time today.
So, that's the first chapter of my first story! I really hope you guys enjoyed, and once again, if you're a veteran on FanFiction and wouldn't mind teaching me a few things, please PM me with some tips! It's so great to be finally publishing my first chapter to FanFiction, and honestly I'm kinda nervous right now. Also, if you decide to follow my story, I'll be publishing anywhere from 2 chapters per week to 1 chapter per two weeks. I can be very busy at times and may not get as much time to write. That being said, I will try to write whenever possible! Also, did you guys see the Easter Egg I hid near the beginning of the story? OK, before I talk too much, I need to get to the last point: OCs. I'm trying to decide whether to accept them, since it is my first story, and usually I like to be a little flexible with my characters. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…
Fine. BUT, I am going to lay down a few ground rules here. 12-character maximum! I may have only been on FanFiction for a week, but I've already seen WAY too many stories go down the drain for accepting too many OCs. 6 must have evil intentions toward the character, and the other 6 must have good intentions. ONLY 3 CHARACTERS WILL BE FOLLOWING THE CHARACTER THROUGHOUT THE STORY. Yes, this means if your character is not one of the characters following Alex, they will appear less throughout the story. I just don't want a 12-person or above group. Also, your character must have good intentions if you want your character to follow Alex! I will wait 2 or 3 chapters to let everyone submit OCs. Then I will be choosing the best ones for each category; good, evil, and the ones following Alex, so please be descriptive if you want your character in the story. Please be creative with your character too, because all of one type of person makes for a pretty awful story. These MUST be PMed to me! Any other form of submission, such as review, will NOT be accepted. If I want anything changed or need to ask you some questions about your character, I will PM you back. Also, these are the characters I currently have planned for the story, so these will not be allowed in your submission (*SPOILER ALERT*): Deino and Eelektross. Alright, here's the guidelines for character submission!
Name/Nickname:
Age (Please be above 10):
Gender (Please don't be toaster. Although we accept Apache Attack Helicopter and Strawberry. Just kidding, must be male or female, sorry to all those I just triggered):
Pokémon (No repeats, no exceptions. This also means no Pokémon from the same evolution line! I'll reply to you on PM if I need you to change your choice. Also, FIRST STAGE ONLY. The only exception is if it's a one-stage evolution. Also, all Pokémon will evolve later in the story depending on level, so keep that in mind.):
Evil or good intentions:
Does he follow the main character? (Remember, must have good intentions for this to happen):
Originally human or not:
Appearance as human (if originally human):
Personality (Here's where I REALLY need you to be specific):
Moveset (I will allow 6 move slots. Please put the final moveset in brackets (Example: [Splash]) You may include moves leading up to that moveset for previous evolutions in non-brackets.):
Other (If I missed anything, or if there's anything else specific to your character you want to have, add it here!):
That's all I can think of right now. So see you all in Chapter 2!