Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon or any of the other copyrighted material in this story. I do, however, own a 1995 Gateway which I keep my stories on (You'll have to read on to understand…), and I own myself (I should hope.), and most of the other characters in this story. This is also told from my POV.
New readers to this story should probably read my other major story, "New Beginning" to have an idea of what's happening here.
Thanks to Tygerwind, PokeBobVaporeon, Scott, The_Seraph and AuitzogChernobyl for all their help in this.
NEW: Intertwine Dreams has a website! It's http://www.khat-fox.com/~pocket-people/. Also, my explanation for pulling the 2nd and 3rd chapters of ID here is at the bottom of the story.
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INTERTWINE DREAMS
Change. It's something we often take for granted. After all, we change all the time. We change our hair, our clothes, our minds; hell, we can change pretty much whatever we want about ourselves. What happens though, when change affects everyone? Not just people you know, but the entire world. Still, no big deal, right? What could happen that could change the entire world?
Now, let's take this concept a bit further. Say now that a change is so great, not only has it has affected the entire world, only you and a select few others know of the change. When you try to convince other people that this new change wasn't around before, they look at you like you're nuts. To them, whatever change you realized is something they believe has been around forever. They may even tell you of false memories they have of whatever changed from long ago.
If you find this to be unbelievable, trust me, I know the experience. It's like when I try to convince people nowadays that Pokémon and Hybrids didn't exist at one point in time. Most people think I'm nuts. If you don't think I'm a moron, then maybe you too, realize the world I once knew, where Pokémon was just part of a highly popular video game, and Hybrids were just something I wrote a story about, then please, read on. I'll try my best to explain why everything is so different, and why I'm the one to blame for it all.
It all started on what seemed like a normal Sunday. I was asleep in bed, trying to ignore the sounds of my neighbors yelling at their kids. After about an hour, though, I just had to give in to the whining and the screaming.
"10:30 A.M?" I moaned. Geez, it's early… I hate when I have to get up early on the weekend, but hey, life sucks like that.
For anyone who doesn't know me personally, I look pretty much like Dan from, "A New Beginning", but I weigh a little more, I'm a little taller, and I'm fifteen going on sixteen, not thirteen.
Anyway, on this early Sunday morning, I finally got my lazy ass out of bed, threw on some clothes and headed downstairs to look for breakfast. I noticed no one else was home. My one brother was probably at work, and the other one was probably at camp (he runs a Boy Scout camp. My brothers are also both twenty-two, just so you know.), Mom would be at church, and Dad…maybe he had to run to the store.
After throwing some bacon on a pan and tossing it in the microwave, I went to look for the paper. Of course; no one bought it in! How can I read my comics if the paper isn't even in the house?! And people call me lazy…
Sighing, I put on my shoes and ran out to the mailbox to get the paper. Funny, I thought, picking it up. This feels heavier than usual, even for a Sunday paper…
Hauling the paper back in, I dumped it on the dining room table and looked through the junk to find the comics. Here we go…what the hell?, I thought as a big packet, the comics folded over it, fell out and landed on top of the rest of the junk. I picked it up and studied it. Hey, it's got the Nintendo label on it! Wonder what's in it.
I opened it and pulled out what looked like a Game Boy. It was bigger, though, and where there should've been a screen, there was a cover that popped open when I pressed on it. There was also no slot in the back to put games in. A bunch of wires also came out of the packet, as well as a booklet. Putting down the Game Boy like device, I picked up the booklet and glanced through it.
"Congratulations!" it proudly announced. "You've been randomly selected to field test our new online adapter for your Game Boy! With this, you'll be able to play all your multi-player Game Boy games online with other people across the world. The best part is, this attachment is compatible with any computer…"
"Any computer?" Yes! This meant I could still play it on the only computer in the house; a piece of crap 1995 Gateway. Great!
Forgetting about the bacon in the microwave, I ran upstairs and immediately hooked up the new attachment. After installing everything (which ate up a lot of the less-than-two gig memory), I eventually found my way over to the Game Boy Online main screen.
After registering as FireHybrid, I went to the list of games and checked out the numbers. Surprise, surprise; almost everyone was in the Pokémon room. The number on the side of the room read over two hundred people.
I opened the cover of the adapter, slipped in my Silver Version and closed it. Soon, I was in a large chat room. There seemed to be a lot of people talking about the same thing.
Chat Logs
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Ditto Girl I'm telling you, this is no conspiracy!
Eggecutor I'm telling you, it's the truth! Something's going to happen, I know it!
The_Seraph Eggecutor, you're making no sense!
FireHybrid Hey guys, what's up?
Eggecutor FireHybrid, listen to me! You have to get out of here, now!
The_Seraph Hey FireHybrid.
FireHybrid What are you talking about Eggecutor?
Ditto Girl This guy thinks something bad is going to happen if we use this new attachment.
Eggecutor Look, I saw it on the web! This thing isn't safe!
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If it's so unsafe, then why are you here moron?, I thought. Right-clicking on Eggecutors name, I clicked Ignore. There, now I don't have to listen to that idiot.
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More Chat Logs
FireHybrid Anyway…Seraph, you don't happen to be the same Seraph who wrote, "Cold and Blue" on Fanfiction.net?
The_Seraph Yeah, I did. Hey…FireHybrid…as in the one who writes, "A New Beginning" on Fanfiction.net and goes to the same school as me?
FireHybrid Yeah, that's me. Geez, of all the places to meet…
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An announcement flashed across the screen, telling us that we could battle now. Three seconds later, a challenge appeared from Seraph for a fight. She set for randomized Pokémon, which was good, since her team was a lot more developed than mine was.
"Alright, let's go!" A quick click of the accept button, and we were taken to a separate screen. It was divided into two halves, with six boxes in each half. FireHybrid was next to the upper boxes, and The_Seraph was next to the lower boxes.
"Randomizing first Pokémon…" a little pop-up screen said.
A Vulpix appeared in one of the lower boxes, and a Growlithe appeared in one of the upper boxes.
"Randomizing second Pokémon…"
We waited…and waited…and waited. What's going on? Did it freeze?
"Scanning hard drive…"
"What?"
"Searching for anti-virus system…system found…system deleted…"
"No! You shouldn't do that!" I yelled at the computer. Why was it doing this?
"Reformatting hard drive…"
"My story!" Ah! I just lost all seventeen chapters I had saved on there! Quickly, I tried to eject out the disk in the disk drive that had all my chapters saved on there, as well.
"Disk cannot be retrieved at this time…" the textbox now read.
"Try and stop…hey!" The disk had came out of the drive slightly, but when I tried to pull it out the rest of the way, it went right back in the drive! I tried to push the button again to eject it, but it didn't work!
"Scanning disk…collecting information…"
"What's going on?!" I asked no one in particular. "This thing is supposed to work with any computer!"
"Virus has infected computer…"
"Virus!" My computer had been taken over by a virus! Grabbing the booklet that came with the adapter, I flipped to the opening.
"Congratulations…randomly selected…games online…works on any computer…"
THEN I looked at the next page.
"…made within the last two years…"
"Sending information to all computers on network…"
No! The virus is spreading! I dove down to the hard drive tower to shut off the power. However, as soon as I was about to press the power button, a bolt of electricity shot from the tower and shocked me.
"Yeow!" I yelped, blowing on my shocked finger.
"Information sent…file overload…computer breakdown…self-destruct sequence activated…"
"SELF-DESTRUCT!"
A counter appeared on the screen, starting at ten. It slowly counted down, but it wasn't till it hit one that it occurred to me that maybe I should've run. At zero, all I could do was throw up my arms in front of my face to protect it.
BOOM!
The entire computer exploded. I mean exploded. The glass from the monitor cut me all over as it shattered into a million pieces. Pieces of the hard drive tower hit me pretty hard, but luckily, nothing was broken. What worried me most, though, was the giant fireball. A huge ball of flame engulfed me in the explosion, and it felt…well, really hot. Fire surrounded me for about five seconds before it died down. The weird thing was, I wasn't burnt or hurt by the fire in any way.
"Weir…oh man!" I forgot about the fireball when I saw the smoking remains of the hard drive tower. It was just a pile of black, smoking pieces now. The monitor, besides having all the glass blown out of it, looked more or less intact, minus the black smudges all around it.
Geez, was that smoke thick…I stumbled out of the computer room, through the hallway, and into my room. The smoke already had filled the computer room and almost the entire hallway by the time I closed the door to my room.
I coughed again, thinking about what was left of the computer. Fuck, I thought. Mom and Dad are going to be so pissed when they find out I blew up the computer. We don't have the money for a new one, but we need one badly. They'll probably make me empty out my life savings to pay for it…
I still don't know exactly why I passed out on my bed. Maybe it was the thought of releasing a virus to hundreds of people and probably blowing up their computers. Maybe it was the smoke I inhaled combined with the injuries I suffered. Maybe it was the thought of what my parents were going to do to me when they realized what I did.
Funny thing was, by the time I woke up, not having a computer was nothing compared to how bad the virus I released was changing the entire world…
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"Xavier, get out of bed this instant!"
Good grief, that was loud. Almost makes me wish I didn't leave open the windows. Still, it's summer, and I'd rather have to deal with a few loud neighbors yelling at their kids than sweat to death during the night.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
"Xavier, you've been in bed all morning. Get up!"
"Wha…?" I moaned, still half-asleep. It was coming from outside my room? "Mom?"
"About time," the voice outside my door called out. "Get up and get out of bed this instant!"
Xavier? What the hell is going on here? That's not my name! I was barely able to look up at my clock radio to read the time. It blinked Monday, 11:21 a.m. Damn, I was out for a whole day?
Still half-asleep, I coughed to clear my throat. Something had lodged itself in there, and it was annoying. I coughed and coughed, but whatever was in it refused to come out, and it was really bothering me.
"Are you O.K?" Mom called out. Her voice sounded different than before. Familiar, but different. I ignored it. After all, I was barely awake, and everything sounded different. My voice, for example, sounded unnaturally deep, even for a guy.
"Fine! -hack!- Just a little -hack!- cough." I managed to get out. The last time this happened, I had to stay home from school because I eventually threw up, I coughed so hard. Finally, after about twenty seconds of trying, I coughed up what was bothering me.
WHOOSH!
There was a feeling of something large and hot in my mouth, then a fireball came flying out of my mouth. Yes, a fireball. It flew out the window where I was looking at the time. I watched it fly out and travel quite a distance before it died out. Damn, I could've gotten a lot more distance on that…wait a minute…
"Holy shit!" I just coughed up a fireball! That would wake anyone up, including me.
"Did I just hear an Ember?" Mom asked.
"Ember? I…uh…er…"
"Maybe you'd better make sure Houndor is feeling alright."
"I…Houndor? A Pokémon? Why would it cause it?"
"Well, he is part fire-type, isn't he?"
"Well…yeah, but…Pokemon aren't real!"
"Don't be silly. Of course they are!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" I called out. Did Mom go nuts on me?
"Is it time to get up?" a new voice asked.
"Not now, Houndor!" I said, looking down at the floor quickly. "Mom, Pokémon are…not…real?" Slowly I looked back down at the floor.
There was a Houndor on the floor, looking up at me. He was small, compared to the Houndor's I saw on the cartoon. He must've been a baby.
Looking around, I saw there were Pokemon all over my room. There was a Dragoniar curled up on my desk, as well as an Eevee fast asleep on the chair. A Nidorino slept on a small pillow in one corner of the room. A Feraligater was moving around at the foot of my bed, and a Furret was laid out across the shelf above my bed. It didn't occur to me until later that this was my team from my Silver Version.
Well, this is one weird dream, I thought. I have Pokémon in my room, and so far, they've been speaking English. Forget the fact I just coughed up a fireball and Mom thinks Pokémon are real. Might as well play along. What's the worse that could happen?
"Yeah…sorry about that, Mom." I called out. "Guess I was a little more tired than I thought."
I turned over and sat up, feeling the covers across my body fall away. Yawning, I stretched out my arms. Hmm…why does everything look smaller? Ah, don't worry about it. It's probably nothing.
Putting down my arms, I ran a hand across my face. Man, I gotta shave. I've got hair all over my face. It's on my neck, the sides of my face…my forehead?
For the first time since waking up, I stopped to look at my hands. My hands were a little bigger than before, and covered in thick, groomed snow-white fur! I could also feel the roughness of my palms and fingerprints. They felt like…pads?
"What the fuck…" I muttered, looking at myself from the waist up. My chest and stomach were covered in more of the white fur, and the rest of my body was covered in red fur with black stripes in odd zigzag patterns. Not only that, I could feel all my muscles were noticeably bigger. Not super-huge, mind you, but enough to be just seen under all the thick fur that covered me. This was a shock, since I'd never been very physical at all, but now it looked like I'd worked out for a while. Of course, I was confused as to why I was covered in fur in the first place, but I sure didn't mind the added size.
Kicking off the covers onto Feraligater, I swung my legs around and sat on the edge of my bed. I was wearing a pair of jeans, but no socks or anything, which allowed me to see the weirdest part of my body yet; my feet. Like my hands, chest and stomach, they were covered in white fur. Everything looked human about them (minus the fur) until you got to the toes. For some reason, I only had four toes, and the two in the middle of each foot were larger than the ones on the sides. Actually, they looked canine-like, almost the same as the Houndor's toes. Feeling along the bottom of my feet, I felt pads like the ones on my hands.
"Xavier, come out here and eat something!" Mom yelled again. Why the hell does she keep calling me that?!
"Just a sec…" I started off into my bathroom in my neighboring room. God only knows what else has changed…
Let me explain something about my room here. There are two doors to my room. One leads in through the hallway. Another leads into my bathroom, which has another door that leads to the hallway. Mom was banging on the hallway door in my room, so I knew it was safe to go to the bathroom without her seeing me.
Anyway, I went into the bathroom, which still looked the same (as did my room), and stood in front of the mirror. Leaning against the sink, I blinked a few times, still trying to decide if what I was seeing was right. The Growlithe in the mirror had the same look of confusion as I did. There was nothing human about my face; it's like someone chopped off my head and put a Growlithe's in its place. I could also see now the front of my neck was covered in white fur while being red and black around the rest of it.
"Xavier, what are you doing?"
"Huh? Oh, coming…" I shook off my funk and went to the hallway door in my room. Maybe this is some kind of sign or something. Maybe it means I should take a break from my story. Then again, it could also mean I should keep going wi…
WHACK!
"Growl!" I yelped, accidentally whacking my foot against the door banister. I hopped over on one foot to my bed, then sat down, blowing on my sore foot.
"Are you alright?" Mom asked through the door.
"Fine, just hurt…my…foot?" Wait a minute…I hurt myself…in a dream…but people can't be hurt in dreams…so that meant…this wasn't a dream…
"OH MY GOD!" This was real! Everything! Everything was real! The Pokémon were real! I was really a Growlithe Hybrid! Holy shit, this was real!
"Xavier! What's going on in there?" Mom yelled worriedly.
"Nothing!" I frantically shouted back. Nothing? Nothing?! I'm a creature of my own imagination! Video game inspired creatures are real! Nothing's wrong?! "Just…realized I have something important to do!"
"Alright…but hurry up in there!" I heard her yell before she walked away.
"What was that all about?" the Houndor asked me after Mom left.
"What was that all about?! You're a Pokémon! You're real!" I pointed out.
"And…?" Houndor seemed to feel like this should be an obvious fact.
"But…it's just a video game!"
"Video game? What's that?"
"It's a special kind of game that people use machines to play with." Furret said, hopping down off the shelf onto my bed.
"Yeah, thanks Furret…" I thought about what I just said for a second, then shook my head and moaned. "Oh God…"
"What's wrong?" Furret asked, walking over to my side.
"I'm insane, that's what's wrong!"
"Insane?" Houndor asked as the other Pokémon slowly began to rise. "What's that?"
"Insane. Nuts. Dead in the head. Bonkers. Loony." I said, moaning again. What the hell is going on here? This shouldn't be happening!
"I still don't understand…" Houndor said, even more confused.
"He thinks he's…sick in the head." Furret explained.
"Like a headache?"
"No…not quite like a headache."
"Hey, can I get some help over here?" a rough voice called out from under the pile of blankets.
"What? Yeah, sure." I reached over and undid the blankets around Feraligater. When I first got a look at him, something inside me cried out, "Ah! Water-type! Keep it away, keep it away!", but at the same time, another part of me said, "What the hell am I getting all excited about? I train him. We're friends. He won't hurt me."
"Oh geez..." I train Pokémon? And how'd I know Feraligater was a male? This was too much information to take in all at once. I laid out fully on my bed, forcing Furret to move on down to the floor. Staring up at the ceiling, I tried to figure out how in the world something like this could've happened.
"Maybe he is sick." Furret wondered out loud.
"He was fine yesterday…" Houndor pointed out.
"Yesterday?" I called down. "What are you talking about?"
"You know. We got up, went out back to train, went to the Center, ate some lunch, rented a video…"
Houndor went on for a minute like this, recalling all of yesterday's events I knew never happened. I'm nuts, I finally concluded. There was no other logical explanation for this. I've finally lost my marbles. I always bet it was one of my uncles that lose it first, but I've never been a good gambler…
"…and after that, we came home. That's it."
"Huh? Yeah, sure." Probably shouldn't have tuned him out like that…him? There I go again, just knowing Houndor was a male, too. Now all the other Pokémon came over and joined the others by the side of my bed. What the hell, I thought. Might as well get used to this. If I am nuts, I might as well enjoy myself.
"Come on guys," I said, sitting up. "Let's go get something to eat."
"Uh…shouldn't you shift forms first?" Nidorino suggested.
"Shift forms?"
"You know. Become human? Your Mom will go nuts if she sees you like that!" Feraligater said.
"All right, if you say so…" How exactly do I go about doing that? Well…in my story, if a Hybrid concentrated on their human form, they'd become human, if they ever were human.
"Wait," I realized. "Won't it be kinda pointless? I mean, I'll become this again in five minutes, won't I?"
"Of course not!" Dragoniar said, slithering on top of my bed. "You've been a Hybrid since you were seven! You can be human for days at a time!"
"Seven?!"
"Yes! Don't you remember all those stories you told us about how your Mom thought about getting counseling for you because you were trying to hide the fact you were a Hybrid? You got in trouble so much with school trying not to let anyone know, you almost had to repeat the second grade!"
"*sigh* If you say so…" Good God, this was confusing. What else could happen…
"Xavier! Get out here, now!"
"Come on, Fire Storm!" Houndor said quickly. "Shift back!"
"All right alr…Fire Storm?" Now I was beyond confused. "I thought my name was Xavier."
"Xavier is your human name! Fire Storm is your Hybrid name!" Eevee squeaked.
I moaned and shook my head. Man, this was too much to deal with all at once. I tried to ignore everything that had been happening and concentrate on what I used to look like as a human. Hopefully, I still did.
"Dragoniar!"
"What is it?" I said in minor frustration, looking at Dragoniar.
"Dragoniar!" she repeated, looking at the lock on the knob. She…O.K., so Dragoniar was a girl.
"You want me to unlock it?" She nodded. Now? I just started to shift! What was she thinking? I sighed and looked at my pink skinned, furless hands. All right, back to work with…huh? Geez, I thought, looking myself over and seeing I was my normal human self, that was fast!
Furret must have noticed my hesitation, for she ran past me and leapt at the doorknob. She caught the lock and managed to turn it as she fell. As soon as she hit the floor, Mom opened the door, causing the door to catch Furret and pin her against the wall.
"Goodness, Xavier!" Mom said, not seeing she was crushing Furret. "It sounds like you're having a party in here!"
"Party? Mom…Mom?" For the first time since waking up, I saw the woman who claimed to be my mother. "Delilah?!"
"Delilah? Who's that?" I swear, she looks exactly like Delilah Ketchum! The hair, the eyes, the clothes…everything down to the smallest detail!
"Uh…no one." I mumbled stupidly. Where was my real mother? What happened to her? "Just…someone I know."
"Oh, a girl?" 'Mom', said in a classic "my little man is growing up!" kind of voice. "Is she nice?"
"Mom, please!" I moaned. "Look, I'll be out in a minute, O.K.?"
"Alright…but I wanted to tell you I'm going to be out late tonight. I need to do a lot of work."
"O.K., if you say so…can I get changed here?" She looked confused for a few seconds, but she finally got it and left. After I instructed all my Pokémon to wait in the bathroom, I changed into some fresh clothes.
As I changed clothes, I tried to figure out if I had everything straight here. Pokémon are real, Hybrids are real, my mother looks like Delilah Ketchum, and I'm a Growlithe Hybrid. What the fuck is happening around here?!
After putting on a pair of jean shorts and a T-shirt, I opened the door to my bathroom and let out all of my Pokemon. Deciding they probably needed to be fed, I opened the door to the hallway and went downstairs (my room is on the second floor of the house.) and into the kitchen. Everything still looked the same around the house, except for the VidPhone sitting where a normal phone used to in the kitchen.
Opening the cabinet, I found various bags of Pokémon food. I fed them to the Pokémon, who seemed to enjoy it. Good, at least they weren't choking it down. I always worried that this food tasted really bad, but seeing how they enjoyed the food that claimed to be Cinnamon Toast Crunch, I guess that wasn't the case, even if it did look like dog food.
I got myself a bowl of real cereal and went into the adjacent dining room while I tried to figure out what was going on here. How could this happen? My mother is no longer who she should be, I haven't even seen the rest of my family, or any of my real pets. The real shock of the whole situation hadn't hit me yet, but was slowly seeping into my mind. I may never see my real family again… and what about my friends? Did they still exist? Not only that, but I have this furry, fire breathing beast sitting somewhere in my body, waiting to be let out. How the hell can I deal with all this?
After I ate my own breakfast, I tried calling all my friends to see if they realized something was wrong. Unfortunately, all their numbers either changed, or my friends didn't exist anymore, because all I got was, "The number you are calling does not exist" messages.
Going upstairs, I was about to head to my room. Maybe I could find something in there to help. I didn't know exactly what I was looking for here. Maybe a journal, a Pokédex; even a list of phone numbers would be better than nothing. I did find a Pokédex, but even that didn't have anything useful. I was about to head downstairs to try and figure out what to do. Well, at least I was going to do that…till I happened to glance in the computer room.
"Holy…" My computer looked perfectly fine, even after the explosion, till I realized it was a totally different computer. I ran over and examined it. My God…a hard drive that wasn't from five years ago, Pentium Four Processing, and the internet connection was up…DSL! I had a real computer!
Temporarily forgetting about my lost family (hey, having DSL after 5 years of 33.6 connection can do that!), I immediately jumped on the computer, my mind racing with what I should do first. Him…AOL apparently exists in this world, as the AIM (AOL Instant Messenger) icon sat in the corner of the screen by the little clock. Hey, if my friends are still around, maybe they're still on my list. Quickly, I clicked the icon, and on the login screen, entered my login name, HybridAuthor,(I was royally pissed when I first got AIM and learned someone already had FireHybrid!) and entered my buddy list. Him, five of them were on. Maybe they were looking for answers as wel…
Suddenly, I got messages from the five people all at the same time. It was all the same messages…
"FireHybrid! What the fuck is going on?!"
Well, not all the same. Tygerwind and PokeBobVaporeon, who helped me a bit with my story, replaced, "fuck" with, "heck", which didn't surprise me. They never swore in any of the times we chatted or talked in e-mails.
"Guys, I don't know either!" I wrote back to all of them. I created a separate chat room, then sent them all invites to the room. Everyone bombarded me with questions and complaints as soon as they arrived. (Even though my AIM is HybridAuthor, I'm using my usual alias in its place as not to confuse people.)
-Perhaps a little introduction is in order for everyone here. Tygerwind is one of my first and biggest fans. Pokebobvaporeon is always asking me questions about Hybrids and sending me info for my story. Scott is a guy who's on a Pokémon RPG with Pokebobvaporeon and me. AuitzogChernobyl is the guy who runs the RPG. Lastly, there's The_Seraph. She requires no introduction, though I must say she's not as insane in public as she is on the Internet…usually.
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Chat Logs
Tygerwind FireHybrid, what's going on?!
PokeBobVaporeon How'd this happen?
Scott What's going on? Can someone explain?
FireHybrid Guys, I have no clue was going on!
AuitzogChernobyl Guys, I'm in trouble over here!
The_Seraph What the hell is going on!
FireHybrid Everyone, shut up for a minute! One at a time! Auitzog, what's wrong?
AuitzogChernobyl Well, there are Pokemon all over the place!
FireHybrid I know that! Anything life-threatening or altering?
AuitzogChernobyl Yeah, I'm a Flareon!
FireHybrid A Flareon?!
AuitzogChernobyl That's what I just said! I'm a bit larger than Flareon usually are, and I can stand and walk on my hind legs. The paws on my forelegs are also more hand than paw, complete with opposable thumb, but aside from those oddities, I'm a Flareon, through and through!
FireHybrid O.K., just calm down! Look, all you have to do is concentrate on your human self. You'll shift right back!
AuitzogChernobyl I can't!
FireHybrid What?!
AuitzogChernobyl I already tried it. Nothing happens!
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Oh no… AuitzogChernobyl is stuck as a Flareon? How could this happen? I figured if anything, he turn into a Hybrid like me! Well, he still is kind of a Hybrid. The way he's describing himself, though, it sounds like he's more Flareon than human, besides the fact he can't shift forms.
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FireHybrid AuitzogChernobyl…I really don't know what to say. Maybe there's something we can do to help you later. For now…I guess you'll just have to deal with it.
Pokebobvaporeon Can we talk… NOW?!
FireHybrid Bob, please be patient. This is very confusing for all of us!
Pokebobvaporeon Baka! We "will" talk now, or else I'll rip out your intestines!
FireHybrid Geez, calm down! What's with all the threatening?!
Pokebobvaporeon Oh sorry… bit of dark-rage there.
FireHybrid Dark-rage?
Pokebobvaporeon Yeah, I'm part Houndoom now. So as a Fire/Dark type I get pissed easy.
FireHybrid Oh…well, try to stay calm. We're all trying to figure this out as well.
Tygerwind You don't have to tell me that.
FireHybrid Tyger, are you a Hybrid too?
Tygerwind Yeah, I'm a Persian Hybrid!
FireHybrid Great…Seraph! What about you?
The_Seraph I'm a Hybrid too. A Vulpix Hybrid.
FireHybrid Scott?
Scott Jolteon Hybrid.
FireHybrid Well, this is just fine…and I'm a Growlithe Hybrid, in case anyone cares.
AuitzogChernobyl What the hell is goi…
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Suddenly, a pop-up box came out of no where, telling me the Internet had been disconnected. Pissed off, I clicked to reconnect, but I was told that I didn't have a connection anymore.
"Damnit!" Great, I get DSL and I still can't keep the Internet up! Furious that I suddenly lost the connection with the only friends I had that were here and knew something was wrong, I stormed off to my room. In there, I paced about the room, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do now. Glancing out the window, I saw it was starting to look a little stormy outside…hey!
"Hey! Get off my phone line!" I yelled through the open window. It took me a few seconds to realize I was yelling at a Pikachu Hybrid. The boy had a Pikachu ears, tail, hands and feet, from what I could see. He was a little kid, but what confused me was the fur that covered him. Wearing a shirt and pants, he had red cheeks, but where his fur should've been yellow, it looked like Raichu fur, but lighter. He was on top of the nearby phone pole, nibbling on the end of the broken phone line that went to my house.
"Pika?" he said in an accent I couldn't place, confused. He looked at me for a few seconds, then went back to his snack.
"Vinny! No!" I heard, 'Mom', yell. I ran out into the hallway in time to hear her on the phone in her room, muttering something.
Soon, she was speaking Spanish to someone. I took French in school, so I had no clue what she was saying. She spoke with the person on the other end of the line for a minute, then hung up. I went back to my room and watched Vinny outside.
Soon enough, a female Pikachu Hybrid with the same fur colors as Vinny, appeared from the house closest to the phone pole. She looked older than Vinny, (maybe his mother?) and was carrying a roll of duct tape. She put the tape in her mouth and climbed up the pole toward Vinny. Vinny watched as she climbed up, and near the top, put up a little fight as the woman tried to take the broken wire away from him. He started to cry while she proceeded to tape the wire onto the pole kinda haphazardly. She said something that I now recognized to be Spanish to Vinny, and he reluctantly moved around and hung onto the back of her neck as she climbed down. When they hit the ground, she took him in her arms and carried him into her house.
"O.K…Mental note: Hybrids are apparently not out of the ordinary in this world…" I muttered.
Great, now what? I couldn't talk with The_Seraph or any of my other buddies online. So far as I can tell, they're the only ones, besides me, who know something is screwy around here. My family is gone, and I might never see any of them again. In fact, the only good thing that had happened was now I was sure I wasn't nuts. Still, is it really that good? I've got Pokémon in my house, Hybrids are real; the entire world is screwed up!
"Mom! I'm going out!" I yelled, heading down the stairs. Right now, I only had one idea on what to do; find Seraph. She lives a town over, and they recently just put in a bus service around here, so I could catch a ride in.
Seeing all my Pokémon done with their breakfast, I put their bowls in the dishwasher and was about to figure out how I was going to keep track of them all without putting them in balls (I was never very comfortable about the whole Pokémon staying in balls idea. In a game, sure I'd do it, but now Pokémon are real, with real feelings. What was I going to do here?) when I saw the newspaper clipping stuck on the refrigerator. I glanced at it to see what it was.
"Hmm…" Well, this was interesting. The article was about a law that was passed a while ago. Apparently, a while ago, Hybrids were often in fear of being attacked by trainers who didn't like to keep their Pokémon in balls (Apparently, the Pokemon's competitive urges would sometimes get the better of their training.), so a new law was made. Trainers could have up to two Pokémon outside their balls at once in public. The rest of the time, they either had to be in their balls, at the home of the person who owned them, or in a public building where Pokémon had to be out of their balls for periods of time, like at a Pokémon Center.
"O.K., so I can take two of you guys with me. Right?" They all nodded at that. Who would I take?
"Alright…who'd I take out yesterday?" I asked, remembering Houndor said something about going out before. Houndor let out a little yip, and Eevee squeaked. "O.K…Furret and…Feraligater. You two are coming."
Nidorino and Dragoniar looked disappointed, but I assured them I do something for them later. I put on my shoes by the door, and was halfway out it when Furret and Feraligater started yelling.
"What is it?" I asked. Furret made her way back up the stairs and disappeared around the corner, then came back a moment later pushing a backpack out in front of her. I ran upstairs and opened it up to see what was inside.
"Good grief…" There were Potions, Super Potions, Antidotes, Burn Heals and all sorts of other stuff in it, including odd-looking Pokéballs. Looking at Furret, I asked, "Do you really think I'll need all this?"
"Furret!" was the response I got. I sighed, slipped the backpack onto my back, and quickly left the house.
It still looked the same outside, in terms of houses and the like. I started to the end of the street, seeing a bus stop sign, map and schedule there. A bus soon pulled up, which was empty except for the driver. The map was the same except for names, and according to that and the schedule, the closest I was going to get to Seraph's house was the local Pokémon Center in what was now Apple Grove Town. Great…Seraph lives in Apple Grove Town, and I live in Sapphire Town. The names are so corny, it's almost sad.
When I paid my fee, I grabbed a seat toward the front of the bus and sat abruptly. Everything was so different…so confusing…I moaned and glanced out the window while Furret and Feraligater got their own seats. As the bus pulled away, I happened to glance at the new name of my street.
"New Bark Circle."
Well, I thought as we started off down the road, the winds of a new beginning are blowing all right. They maybe blowing like a tornado, but they're blowing.
Perhaps some of my more loyal fans will note that a large portion of the story; namely chapter 2 and 3, are no longer here. Before I'm sent flames by once-loyal-now-angry-fans, allow me to explain my reasoning for pulling the chapters. The website for my stories, which I'd hoped to have long ago, is finally up. To allow newer people to get caught up with the story and feel more in tune with what's happening, I decided to pull Chapters 2 and 3 and repost them later.
Now most readers are probably thinking; "So?! What benefit is this to me?!" They probably think they're getting screwed, and admittedly at first glance it may seem that way. However, there are many benefits. The new website, which can be located at http://www.khat-fox.com/~pocket-people/, allows you to easily submit your own works, has a forum where you can get more involved in the story or just talk with other people, plus many other things which are currently in the works with the rest of the website.
To be fair to my readers, I've left New Beginning untouched here, even though it's not all together on the website. I'll re-release each chapter of, "Intertwine Dreams" every two weeks, and by then I guarantee a brand new Chapter 4 should be done. Updates will be on a much more regular basis on the website; no more waiting 3 or four months in between chapters. There will also be some minor, but not incredibly important tweaks to the other chapters, so you might want to read them as soon as they're re-released to see what's changed. Also, for those who've requested characters in this story, I have not forgotten you! I will get you into here as soon as I can humanly can!
Well, I think I've pretty much said everything I need to. Thanks for understanding and hope to see you on the new website soon!