POV (?)

I woke up floating in the rainbow aura that surrounded me. My mind seemed blank, and I could barely think straight. "Do you want to take a survey?" A mysterious voice asked. I took a few moments to wonder of this strange voice and then pondered the question. "No I don't wanna take a survey!" I retorted, frustrated at the emptiness in my head and that this voice asked me for something so stupid. "Then I guess you'll be a pikachu." It simply stated. "Wait what?" This was getting weird. I noticed whatever force seemed to be holding me up disappear. I fell into the night, turning to look straight down and see a giant peninsula. It had forests, 2 mountains, and a small house with one town near it. Speaking of that small house, it was getting awfully close. I put my hands in front of me to cushion my fall to notice them shrinking and becoming more paw-like. A glow surrounded them as I started to slow down. This glow had the some bad timing though, as I hit the crossroads in front of the house with a thud. I looked to my left, vision blurring as the glow surrounding my 'paws' dissipated. I looked at the moon rising for what I thought was the last time, and I blacked out.

I woke up a few seconds later to a buizel poking my face. "Hey!" I yelled getting up and effectively shocking the buizel. "Ow!" He yelped, burned by the spark exerted from my cheeks. Wait sparking cheeks? And did that buizel yell 'ow' and not a regular pokemon cry? "How are you talking?" I asked confused. "Well I haven't talked yet but..." He sarcastically answered, his voice I recognized as a boy. "Same was as you obviously." He finished, confusion obvious in his voice. "But pokemon can't speak human language." I pointed out. Adding to the newfound speaking buizel a confusion. "What do humans have to do with anything, and those are only a legend anyway." "Legend?" I questioned, "I'm a human." I stated, sure of myself. "And I'm a geodude," He once again joked sarcasm a little too obvious to fit a joke, "you're obviously a pikachu." He continued. "I swear I'm human!" I resisted. There was no way I could be a pikachu, and there was no way a buizel could talk. Then I noticed something very strange, I was about a head shorter than him, and buizels were small. I went deep into my thoughts realizing that I also seemed to have no recollection of anything besides this argument. How could I trust myself if I didn't even have any memory to prove it. No, being a human was the only thing I was trusted right now, I wasn't gonna let this go that easily.

"Hey!" He waved, "you blanked out there." "There's no way I'm a pikachu, and there's no way you can speak English!" I hysterically yelled. "Then why do you have a tail?" He said calmer than I expected. I looked to my right to see what he was pointing at and saw a yellow zigzag tail. He shut me down, I thought of the possibility but... "And look at your paws." He explained, changing his finger to point straight at me. He was right again, my hands were paws and there was no argument I could put against it. I sat in defeat retreated back into my own mind. What could I do now? I wasn't even sure what I was, more less what I should do next. "There you go again blanking out." He called, arms crossed. "Hey are you okay?" He asked. "If you want you can come with me to my house." He offered.

"I swear I used to be a human." I blatantly stated, ignoring our past talk. "That's at least a little more believable." He said in pity "but still extremely unbelivable." "I swear.." I continued. "Fine, but you should tell me your name before you ask me to believe you." "I, um.." "What, do you not know it?" He asked sarcastically smirking at his 'joke'. "Yes." I answered ignoring that the question was rhetorical. "I don't even remember my name." I fearfully explained mostly saying out loud to help me get this fact. "So you don't remember anything?!" He exclaimed, realizing the importance of the situation. "My name started with a J, that's all I remember." I told him, not sure why I was trusting this stranger. "If you only remember a J then that's what I'll call you, Jay!" He explained exited that I could find at least one thing out about myself. "I'm Brooke." He stated. I looked around deciding this was a good time to in my surroundings. I was on the crossroads, it was breezy but still warm, and the sun was near setting, I looked over to my left and noticed the tiki hut looking house. "So are you gonna take up my offer?" He asked. Might as well, it's not like I have anything better to do. I followed the buizel to his house, and into what I considered the unknown.

POV (Brooke)

This pikachu was definitely strange. Before I let him in, I turned back and looked at him. His fur was all ruffled up and shaggy from what I'm guessing was laying down in the field, I assume that was for about... I looked up in the sky and found the sun to be near setting, I asked when he remembered blacking out in the fields. "Oh!" 'Jay' yelled obviously exited. "I remember blacking out at night staring to my left at the moon setting." He answered. Well it seemed he remembered things by specific questions, I'll test that later. I looked back at the sky and thought it over for a minute as he walked through the door, I shut it despite being deep in thought. "You were out for 19 hours, no wonder your fur is so ruffled up." I deducted. "Fur is ruffled?" He murmured to himself touching his fur in the various places where they were sticking up. He tried to pull down the fur on his head to no avail. "Well I guess it's staying that way." He told me. This was going to be strange for sure.

I walked over to the panty to my left and tossed Jay an apple. Now was a good time to test the last series and decided to ask him a few questions. "So Jay, how old are you?" He took a bite out of the apple and looked at me. "Not completely sure," he explained "but probably around your age." "I'm fifteen." He gave me a look of surprise "That's it!" He exclaimed "fifteen." "So wait, did you realize this before or after I said the question." "After you said fifteen." Huh he shut down the previous theory, I guess I just got lucky with that question before. He's probably just gonna end up remembering things gradually. His real name was bound to come up at some point, he already new the first letter.

"Help!" A yell came from outside. I ran out with Jay close behind, confused to the situation. "Help!" A butterfree yelled exasperated. "My son is lost in the woods, he got separated from me when the last earthquake happened and I can't find him!" "Hold on." I tried, she needed to calm down. "I can call a rescue team, they'll be here in a bit." "Why don't we just help her?" Jay pointed out. Truth was I really wanted to help, and was jumping at the chance to explore a mystery dungeon. Problem was we weren't certified to help, and a professional team could do a better job. "I already asked a team, they wouldn't help!" "What team was this?!" That last sentence completely threw me off guard. A rescue team that ignored a cry for help was just plain wrong. "Team Meanies." She said. Jay cracked a smile and almost started laughing. "Fine," I said in defeat. "On one condition, Jay if we want to help her we're going to have to form a team." "Sure," he bluntly stated "lets just go before she has a panic attack." And with that we were off into a dungeon.

POV (Jay)

My day could not get any weirder. I may have gotten over the fact that I'm now a pikachu, but these mystery dungeons confused me to no end. As we entered the dungeon Brooke explained that mystery dungeons always change, whenever you walk into one it'll be different. He also told me that random items spawn on the floor, like money and berries. "So wait a minute," I said while grabbing $30 off of the floor, "how come you have to form a rescue team to be allowed to go into a dungeon?" "It's unsafe, and when you form a team you're in a group and have better protection." "How's it unsafe?" I asked a weedle crawling through one of the hallways to my left. "Hey, what's he doing here?" I questioned. "This is a dungeon pokemon, they're civil like us but attack us so that they can live in the dungeon." "So basically a hobo?" I asked while thunder shocking the weedle. "What's a hobo?" "Nevermind." I gave. Sometimes having human concepts in a world without them annoyed me. I followed brook through the hallway to find money on the floor and a random staircase. "Should we go up it?" I asked once again picking up money. "Yeah it leads to the next floor," brook once again explained. I was noticing a pattern to this. "For some odd reason dungeons always either go up or down to get to the next part, even when you're in a forest or something else that makes no sense." I decided not to question it and went up the stairs.

We fell out onto the next floor, me landing on my face. "Smooth," Brooke commented, "let's move on." As we walked through the forest hallways I noticed that all pokemon that lived in these dungeons were really aggressive, and I had no problem with thunder shocking them. In fact I think I put too little thought in attacking them, by now id thunder shock even if they didn't attack me first. "This is pretty fun," I deducted "you know, fighting other pokemon gives me a thrill." "Same," Brooke stated,"although we might want to calm down we are looking for a caterpie and I saw you shock every one you came across." He had a valid point, I didn't want to hurt something that did no wrong. We moved on to the next floor avoiding the sleeping pokemon nearby.

We fell right near the stairs, and it was surrounded by a caterpie, two weedles, and a surprising rattata. I remember seeing two or three before but they were still pretty rare. Brooke grabbed the seed he had picked up downstairs and threw it at the rattata. The seed exploded and left only the rattata. A quick thundershock and we were on to the next floor.

I spawned next to a silicon and fell to the floor. "Relax, they can't attack." Brooke laughed. "Do we attack it?" I asked. "Well when it's a dustox it'll try to poison and possibly kill us." He awnsered, giving the sarcasm that defined him. He thunder shocked it and we moved on. The stairs were in the next room over and I didn't feel like exploring the small dungeon any further.

POV (Brooke)

Caterpie was crying at the end of the dungeon. By now he was scared of his own shadow let alone anything else that walked nearby. "Hey!" Jay called ahead, "we're here to rescue you!" We both started sprinting to the crying figure. When we got near he freaked out and ran to the corner. "Are you okay?" Alex asked with a voice full of care. The caterpie just kept on crying. "Come on kid, your mom sent us here to come and rescue you, she's worried sick." I walked closer to the caterpie. "Let's get out of here okay." "M-mom?" He asked between sobs. "Yeah we're going to take you to your mom, let's go." He came out of his corner and we made our way out of the dungeon.

When we got back to Butterfree she had almost fainted from hyperventilation. "Thank you! thank you!" "Calm down," she had practically choked Caterpie when she saw him. "And you might want to go see a therapist." I joked. We said our goodbyes and she gave us a bunch of berries to keep for helping her and her son. "We're going to have to register ourselves to start the team." I explained as we made a short walk to my house. "Hey, what are we gonna name our team?" This was bugging me ever since Jay agreed creating the team, and I had no good ideas. He opened the door and waited for me to walk through while thinking. "We could follow team meanies naming scheme and be team goodies." Jay joked while closing the door. "Or we could come up with a good name, this is who we'll be recognized as from now on. It's pretty important." "We'll come up with something eventually," He probably had no good ideas either. "So can you pass me the registration form?" I grabbed one of the ones I had on the table. I'd been thinking about making a rescue team for a while, but never actually got someone to do it with. He signed the paper and smiled in surprise. "Turners out my real name is Jason, at least that's what I signed." "Well that's one way to find that out." I commented. What if we could find out more about his past through old habits? "Ok then Jason, your beds over there." I pointed over to the larger bed across from the door. I walked over to the light switch in the kitchen and turned off the light. I got in bed and closed my eyes, soon asleep in what seemed endless darkness.

I woke up an hour later to a sound that was subtle and starting to irritate me. I took time to think a bit. It was pretty weird how I trusted a random guy who was lying around in a field to be my roommate after only a day, Although his amnesia probably added a lot to that. I looked over to Jason to find he was shivering in his sleep, that's probably what the annoying sound came from. Hay really did make some annoying sounds when you move it. He must have been cold, but I looked up to see the window was closed and noticed it was actually pretty hot in here. I walked over to him and saw he was sweating. Nightmares? That was pretty weird since without memories he had nothing to fear. I decided to sleep outside, I'd never get any sleep with that sound constantly in my ears. I walked out and layer in the grass, starring at the stars. I was finally in rescue team. I fell back into a slumber with the good thought in my head.

You know, I should probably figure out how to make a page break. So hi, I'm NZ if you want to shorten it, and this is my first story (ya don't say!). If you like the story, if there is any at this point, review! It'll only get better as I go. I'm going to be coming back to this after I post ch.2 to fix any mistakes cause no doubt there's probably some in there. And check out my profile page if you're bored cause I find it pretty funny. See ya! Oh and ignore any bloodstains if it comes out, I want this to be like the actual paper I wrote this on.