Author's Note:

Hello, dear readers, be you new or fresh from my other fic - Pokémon: Okam Journeys!

This fic is one I got the idea from from a friend in exchange for another idea. Either way, I hope you enjoy. Now, this will be my first time doing two fics at once (this and Okam Journeys, which I might rename to Jackie's Journey at some point, but whatever) and I hope I'll find time in my schedule to continue both, what with Okam nearing it's end ever so slowly. My main reason for writing this fic now, of course, is that I've spent the better half of the day planning it out (so far I have the entire plot planned/written out up till the end of the first arc, and I have ideas ready for what happens after that). As to the title "Climate Catastrophe", well, another reason I'm writing this is that school was cancelled for today, and for tomorrow due to snow storms most likely caused by climate shifts and global warming. So why not write a story that reflects on the surrounding apocalypse?

Haha, I kid, I kid. I hope, I hope.

Anyways, have fun reading, I chose some interesting and lesser-used Pokémon to star in this one, not those generic Riolu's and Vulpix's and what not that everyone else loves using.

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Sorry if that offends you, I'm just frankly offended myself at how out of over SEVEN HUNDRED of the bloody creatures, only a handful ever get used so often, but that's just me ranting about a perceived lack of diversity. I'm debating about putting what pokes will be in this fic on the character tab, but that's just me being loathe to provide spoilers. I probably will though.

Oh, and slight warning. I will be taking some slight artistic liberties in areas, like with how some abilities work, or (and I am going to do this) making a Pokemon that has offensive stats and sh*t defenses a defensive Pokemon instead off an offensive one, but stats don't exist that much in story land, so there's that.

Either way, let's begin.

DISCLAIMER - I don't own Pokemon. This applies to every single chapter.

Please review when you can, and, if you have time, maybe try reading and reviewing my Pokémon: Okam Journeys fic; it has a messy start, but it gets better, trust me. I will respond to any review at my leisure (so there's a 99% chance I'll respond to any given review), whether there are questions in it or not. I'll answer any questions you may have to the best of my ability, provided it doesn't involve disclosing spoilers.

So enjoy!

-RGGodzilla, out!

Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Climate Catastrophe!

Chapter One:

Prologue

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"Uhh..." he groaned, gaining awareness of his surroundings, "What... What happened?" he looked around, and immediately shrieked in fright, "W-WAH?!"

Color. Color as far as the eye could see. He was surrounded by every possible color imaginable.

"W-What is this place?" he gasped, realizing something as he looked himself over.

He had no body.

As far as he could tell, he was an amorphous ball of light.

"H-How could this happen?!" his mind, wherever or whatever it could be in this formless light, raced, "Wh-What's going on?!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Huh?!" he looked around, hearing a voice, "Who... Who is that?! Wh-Where are you?!"

"Hahahaha," the laughter came again, and he was surprised to find that it seemed omnipresent, not coming from a particular direction, but from everywhere around him. Suddenly, it spoke, "Quite a journey you've been through, little one,"

"What?" his nonexistent eyes widened, "What journey?! W-What do you mean?!"

"Hmhmhmhm," it chuckled, "In due time, in due time..."

He gulped. His mind still racing, trying to piece together what in the hell had happened. Who was this voice? Why was he a ball of light? Where was he? What the hell happened to him?! In his racing mind, memories came flocking back to him, causing him to pause. He remembered... he was a human, yes, a human! A human boy, aged... That he actually found hard to remember... He at least figured himself to be above childhood, probably a teenager of some sort. He had other, fainter memories of being a human... The last one coming to him being one of... water... He remembered water... and heat... heat then water... Then... nothing... That was all he remembered.

He was unable to muse on this, as the voice interrupted his thoughts, "Now, let us begin. First, may I ask you of your name?"

"Huh?" he blinked, or he would have, had he had eyes. Which reminded him, how could he see if he didn't have eyes? Or did he have eyes? He couldn't really see that, unless he had a mirror, but-

"Your name?"

The voice repeated, a slight irateness in its tone.

"O-Oh!" the ball of light nodded, "M-My name is Lloyd!"

"Ah, Lloyd, what an odd name," the voice mused, "Oh... Interesting..." he could feel that the owner of the voice was nodding, "So, Lloyd, more questions-"

"Uhm... C-Can I ask a question or two of my own?" he hesitantly ventured.

"Hahaha!" the voice laughed at his interruption, "Of course not, I'm the mysterious disembodied voice, not you, I ask the questions, and leave most of yours unanswered,"

"O-Oh..." he felt his nonexistent shoulders droop. This voice is a dick... He thought, but was too timid to speak.

"So, question one, a bully is harassing a girl on a busy street! What will you do?"

"Uhh..." he thought over this. What a weird question... Hmm? I'd want to help her... But I probably wouldn't be of much help... I'd probably just get beat up... He felt a little cowardly, but he decided to be honest, giving the answer he'd logically choose, "I would call the police,"

"Hmm?" there seemed to be disappointment in its tone, "Okay... A hand pops out of your toilet! What would you do?"

"WHAT?!" Lloyd yelled.

"You heard me."

"What... What kind of a question is that?!" he was flabbergasted.

"It was a question. Now answer it,"

"Er..." Lloyd swallowed nervously. He knew it was cowardly, but it was the truth, "I'd run away screaming..."

"Oh... Really..." more disappointment, "A test is coming up. How would you study for it?"

"Hmm?" he thought on this. For the first time, he felt he had a question he could easily answer the truth to, "I would study hard and long until I felt I had memorized the material,"

"Oh..." this time it's tone was neutral, as if it couldn't tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing, which confused him, "Are you a cheerful person?"

"Well..." Lloyd attempted to form a nonexistent smile, "From what I can remember, I can be cheerful when I want to be, just like anyone else,"

"Very well, then, next question," it carried on, "Can you go into a haunted house?"

"Uhh..." he gulped, "M-M-Maybe... if it was with a friend..." he paused, trying to recall if he actually had any friends.

"So, if you have a person you like, but you have no chance to get close to them, what would you do?"

"!" his nonexistent eyes widened, "I-I-I-I-I..." he trailed off, "I honestly have n-no idea..."

"Hmhmhm," it chuckled, "Okay, then, Lloyd, I think I'm done with questions. Twas a pleasure getting to know you!"

"Uhh, y-you're welcome?" he hesitantly replied. It most certainly wasn't a pleasure not getting to know you...

"So, I think I have an idea on what you'll be,"

"Huh?!" his eyes widened again, "What I'll be? What do you mean by that?!"

"Hahahaha! You'll find out!" it laughed again, causing him to feel uncomfortable, "But our time is over, I hope to see you again soon. Until then, get ready to explore a new world of Pokémon!"

"What?!" he gasped, "A-A new world?! What d-do yo-"

"Ta-ta!" the voice cut him off, and the color around him disappeared, replaced by a black void. He gasped again, but no sound came from him. He was aware of his amorphous body changing, taking shape.

Inwardly, he panicked at was happening, unable to vocalize it.

But, before he knew it, the change was complete, and he could move again.

This time Lloyd felt it, he felt that he actually had eyes, which he opened, dispelling the black void to reveal his new location!