[OC's thoughts]

"Pokémon thoughts"


Frightened hazel eyes flicked around their surroundings to try and find answers to what was going on, but they only caused confusion.

Emily Buckett no longer laid beneath crisp white sheets of a hospital bed, listening to friends and family telling her they're there for her, how much they love her, how they want her to wake up soon. It frustrated Emily to no end that she couldn't respond.

If she was right then she was in a coma. Sometimes people could still hear the things going on around them when they're in a coma. Apparently that was true for her. However, no one ever said how to wake up from a coma.

The last thing she remembered was laying in the hospital bed, and listening to her sobbing family telling her how much they love her, and that they'll never forget her. Panic swept through her, because it had been a long time since the people who visited her sounded so emotional, before everything slowly faded away.

Now she was no longer surrounded by pitch black darkness, but instead she was drifting along with dots of light littering the darkness. What looked like colored gases drifted through the white lights.

Emily reached out her hand as if to touch one of the smaller, palm sized dots, when she realized she could see through her hand.

With a gasp of shock Emily jerked her hand away from the dot, and brought it closer to her face. Apparently it wasn't just a trick of the light and she really could see through her hand. Looking down Emily realized that, not only was her hand was transparent, but her entire body as well.

Her bronze curls drifted around her head as she looked around. Her eyes landed on a very familiar sight. She's seen it many times while doing school projects, or just looking up random things on the computer. It was the cluster of stars that shaped the Milky Way.

Now realizing all of those white dots around her were actually stars, Emily finally felt panic settle in her chest. There wasn't an explanation for why she would be in space and not freeze or asphyxiate to death.

Questions rapidly crossed her mind. What happened? How did she get in space? What caused her body to become transparent? Emily started hyperventilating as she tried to think of possible answers.

"Breathe, young one."

Hearing a male voice inside of her head made Emily's panic worsen, and her hyperventilating increased. She wondered how she didn't pass out from the emotions overwhelming her.

"Your body doesn't require oxygen, young one. You may be doing the action of breathing, but you are not actually taking in air. That, and there is no air in space to begin with."

The voice took on a more amused tone, and for whatever reason that helped her calm down enough to the point she no longer hyperventilated, but slightly panicked.

Emily opened her mouth and tried to respond to the voice. Ask who it was, what was happening, what it wanted, but no sound escaped her. All she received for her efforts was a dull pain in her throat.

"Do not try to speak, earthling." This voice belonged to a different being; this one also male. "Your vocal chords were damaged in your accident from your dimension, resulting in your loss of voice. Possibly forever."

This news wasn't new to her. While in the hospital Emily heard the doctors, and sometimes her family, talking about the results of her "accident". She couldn't remember the accident itself. Her family never said any details about it, and whenever she tried to remember it she got a headache. The only thing the other being said that truly terrified her was "your dimension".

"Yes, young one, your dimensions. There are many dimensions, but Dialga is getting ahead of himself."

The familiar name startled Emily. She knew it from that Pokémon show her little brother watched. At first she thought it was a stupid anime show, but she ended up liking it and collected the games and cards. She and her brother would occasionally re-watch the show from the very first episode when Ash gets Pikachu.

But Pokémon was just an anime show. A cartoon. They weren't actually real.

"I beg to differ, Earthling. I am quite real." To prove his words a large blue form suddenly materialized to her right.

The animalistic form was blue and covered with white/light blue crystals. Three of these crystal forms were on each of his four legs, giving him claws. More of the crystals were attached to his chest, and sitting right in the middle was a blueish orb. On his lower back were large, fanned out crystal pieces, and some went up the bottom part of his neck. Two longer and sharper pieces attached to each side of his head. His tail was bare of any form of protection. Light blue lines occasionally appeared over Dialga's body.

Emily gaped at the blue legendary Pokèmon with her head shaking from side to side. Thinking how impossible this was; Dialga wasn't real; Pokémon weren't real.

"Amazing how earthlings continuously try to deny something, even when it's staring them straight in the eyes."

"Do not be so hard on her, Dialga." Another form appeared next to Dialga. "She has every right to think we are not real, not matter how untrue. On Earth we're a child's television show, we're not supposed to be real."

"You always were too nice for your own good, Palkia."

Gazing up at the new form Emily was surprised she hasn't fainted by now. Palkia was as large as Dialga, but definitely different. Instead of different hues of blue he was pink and white. He stood on two legs instead of four. His feet had three claw like structures while his hands had five fingers. His forearms had braces and his shoulders had shields with an odd pink orb in their center. On his back between his shoulders were a set of wings that were too small to use for flying, instead Palkia always seemed to float. He also had a large lizard-like tail.

[This isn't possible, Pokémon aren't real!] Emily thought to herself; or so she thought.

"We are quite real, young one. We are the proof, and we're sitting right before your eyes."

[It hears my thoughts!]

"Of course we can hear your thoughts. Have you just realized this? We've been responding to your thoughts this whole time."

Hearing Dialga say this made Emily think back to when she had first started hearing their voices, and she realized they really had been responding to her thoughts.

This situation was unbelievable. Emily's tried to wrap her head around the fact that Pokémon were actually real. Even with two legendary Pokémon in front of her it was hard to believe. [How is this possible?]

"What do you mean, young one?"

Emily figured out that the nice one who called her "young one" was Palkia. So the rude one must have been Dialga. Palkia snorted and Dialga growled, obviously hearing her thoughts. What Emily wanted to know was how the situation could be possible.

"As you know, young Emily, I warp time and space. This ability allows me to travel dimensions. Through one of my travels I, quite accidentally, stumbled upon you. Why you intrigued me, I didn't know, but I watched you.

"Earth had never been one of my favorite planets, I admit. Many of the humans there always seemed so greedy and selfish. But you were different. You were kind to anyone you encountered, and always held an inner light that I could not, and still cannot, place.

"I kept my eye on you, and when your accident happened I felt overwhelming sadness. You went into that coma, and I hoped you would make it. Had your family continued your treatment for three more months you would have, but your doctor recommended ending the treatments. After much discussion your family agreed.

"I would not let you die. Something in me would have withered away had I allowed you to. So I took your soul and brought it here amongst the stars, where we wish to give you a choice."

Flicking her wide eyes between the large forms of Palkia and Dialga, Emily slowly lowered her head and closed her eyes in thought. Not that it did much anyway, seeing as they were see through.

Apparently she was dead–well not dead really. She was dead on Earth, but for whatever reason Palkia decided to keep her alive and brought her out amongst the cosmos. The fact that she was dead on Earth most likely meant she would never go back and see all of her friends, her parents, or her little brother. Had she been in an actual body a tear would have made its way down her cheek.

[What accident was I in?]

Palkia seemed rather reluctant to tell her, but Dialga felt no such reluctance. "You and your friend were on your way to see a movie. Your friend drove, and as she made a turn, another car passed through a red light and smashed into the passenger side of your car. You were lucky to be alive at all with how mangled both you and the car were, but you lived. Even if you were in a coma."

Flashes of memory suddenly came to her mind, along with phantom pains all over her body. She remembered her friends horrified blue eyes as she continuously told Emily she would be okay.

[Brittany! Is she okay?]

Palkia rumbled happily. "How extraordinary, that you wonder over your friends health before your own. Your friend Brittany was quite lucky to escape with only a few scrapes and bruises. Unfortunately she blames herself for what happened."

[But that isn't true!] Emily violently shook her head. [My death isn't her fault!] Admitting her own death made her light headed, but Emily forced it away.

"Do not worry, earthling. This Brittany will eventually stop blaming herself, but only after years of help from her friends and your family."

Hearing that her friend would eventually be okay made Emily feel like a large weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Then she remembered something else Palkia said. [You said you brought me here to give me a choice?]

Palkia nodded his large head. "Indeed I did. Young one, I saved you from your death, but I was only able to do so because you otherwise would have lived if your treatment continued. It was not the right time for you to go. I brought you here because your time on Earth is finished, but if you wish you can take on a new adventure."

Emily looked up at Palkia with intrigue. [What do you mean?]

"If you wish it, we could send you to our dimension."

[Your dimension as in Pokémon?]

"Precisely."

Emily gaped at the two legendary Pokémon. They presented her with an opportunity she'd only ever dreamed of. The fact that she had to die to get it was rather morbid and unfortunate.

[You mean I get to go into the Pokémon world? With Pokémon, and trainers, and journeys?!]

Even Dialga seemed amused with my childish excitement. "Yes, earthling. You can go on your own journey if you wish."

[I'm fifteen though.] Emily pointed out. [Journeys usually start when kids turn ten.]

"There is no age limit to a Pokémon trainer."

Emily thought over the proposal in her head. She always wanted to go on a Pokémon adventure. Sometimes even going out into the forest in the backyard with her brother in search of Pokémon. Emily knew they wouldn't find any, but it was always fun to play around.

Now she was presented with a real opportunity to go into the Pokémon world and go on her own journey.

[And if I accept your offer?]

"Then we shall send you off to the nearest region. Everything you need will be taken care of, but unfortunately your voice is not something we can fix. If you are to ever get it back then it will come in its own time."

Emily nodded in sad understanding. She was upset that she may never gain the ability to speak again. If she didn't, then Emily wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she was given a wonderful opportunity some kids would die for (no pun intended), and she wasn't about to pass that up.

[Okay.] Emily gave a determined nod. [I'm ready to start my own adventure.]

Palkia and Dialga nodded simultaneously. The orbs on Palkias shoulders and the one on Dialgas chest started glowing brightly. It was a soft glow at first but steadily grew brighter until, with a single bright flash, the surrounding stars around them disappeared.

Both legendary Pokémon and the human girl were no longer among the stars. Instead both Pokémon had returned to their respective places in Pokémon dimension, while a hazel eyed, bronze haired girl slept peacefully in a clearing beneath the star filled skies.