I'm just going to come right out and say it: this isn't real. I know, huge shocker right? I'm not going to try to get you, the reader, to believe this. And honestly, I doubt that anyone believes any of the creepypastas that are submitted all over the internet anyway, I know I don't believe most of them. Also, don't worry, this isn't a ZOMG DETH BLUD GORE LAVENDER TOWN SYNDROME IM DEAD YOU SHOULDNT HAVE DUN THAT kind of thing.
All this is, is my thoughts on the game, from just daydreaming, from reading creepypasta, to laying in bed at night, thinking about all the creepypastas I've read and fantasizing about how awesome it would be if that sort of thing actually did happen to me, where I found a haunted or hacked game and I was able to actually play it. I did eventually get to have that kind of experience, but only through a vague dream I had long ago. The dream scared me and left me a bit numb with shock for days, but soon enough it became so much more. I eventually was able to turn it into what is now this story that I hope to entertain everyone with, which is very much based off that dream. Hopefully, this will come out as a full trilogy, but for now, here is the Prologue: Oak's Parcel.
I was 16 when I first saw it. I had doubted myself at first since another person had been blocking my view when they were looking at the merchandise on display, but once they moved out of the way I saw it. There on a plastic white table, was none other than a red-colored Gameboy game, and what I hoped was a classic more than anything else. I already assumed it was Pokemon Red the moment I saw it, I'd never seen too many colored Gameboy Color games other than the standard gray ones anyway. I went up to it casually, despite being excited for finally finding one of the "good ol' games" from my past. I always had to keep reminding myself that I was getting older now, that I couldn't be getting happy over Pokemon in public anymore, but it never did stop me from playing.
I already had gotten a used Blue Version for my 10th birthday, and I had played it over and over ever since then. I only had ever owned Blue Version and Emerald Version before then, so I was excited to find another one to add to my gaming collection. Even though I knew Red Version was just the same as Blue, just with different Pokemon spawns, I still wanted it badly. I never had been able to complete my Pokedex since I never had another game to trade with, and I'd always been too embarrassed to ask friends if they ever wanted to trade. As I picked up the game, I smiled contently, knowing that I could now finally truly complete and finish the first ever Pokemon games.
I looked around afterwards, but no one seemed to even care that I'd picked up a Pokemon game. Then again, why would they, no one in my neighborhood really knew me that much, I was just another kid to them. They were all too busy looking through the junk, seeing if there were any treasures to be found at the annual neighborhood garage sale. Luckily for me, I finally had found what I'd been searching for all day, a treasure of my own, one of the most classic and best games of all time. Now, with the game in hand, I went over to the home owners, just a old lone couple, who were at the moment were trying to sell a broken lounge chair to friendly neighborhood pot-head. When I went up to them, the wife turned her attention to me while her husband continued haggling.
I asked for a price, showing her the game, but she seemed a bit confused, and wondered out loud why that was even there. She began to talk for awhile, at first saying how her kids had moved out a long time ago, that they'd taken all their stuff with them when they moved out, and how much she missed them, and...and...and...
She went on for awhile, before her husband finally stopped her and just told me he'd take it for $5 and then to run before his wife started talking again. Being glad that I was getting it for what I thought was a cheap price while also being able to get away without being rude to the old woman, I happily agreed and payed him quickly. I left the house, but I still searched around to see if I could find anymore more gems, but to no luck. I eventually went back home and began to play as soon as I was able to find my Gameboy Advance, an SP.
I played through the game for the next few days, and ended up quickly making it to the final battle with my rival since I already knew what to do in the game. Nothing strange or unusual happened up to that point, no creepy title or intro scene, not even anything out of the ordinary happened in the infamous Lavender Town. I made it through and won with my under-leveled dream team and a ton of Revives and Full Restores. I got into the Hall of Fame, and was sent back to Pallet Town when I restarted the game. It was then that I went after Mewtwo, since I've always counted that last battle as the true end to the journey. I made my way through the cave and all the way to the end, where I was met with a surprise.
Instead of Mewtwo, Professor Oak was there! I was very confused, and thought that maybe he was supposed to be there instead in Red Version, but I knew better. Obviously, something was wrong with this game after all. I walked up to Oak, who was looking towards the north side of the small island where Mewtwo would be, not seeming to notice me walking up to him. I pressed A, and he started to talk, as if he were just mumbling to himself.
OAK: I don't get it. He's
supposed to be here. He's
always here.
*the text stops*
OAK: What's going on?
He then turned around to face me.
OAK: O-oh! MIKE! I didn't
know you were there!
*the text stops*
OAK: S-so, um, how long
have you been standing
there then?
It seemed like he had something to hide, and I wanted to know what.
OAK: Listen, MIKE, I
have another favor to ask
you.
I guessed he was referring to when I brought him his stuff form the Pokemart in Viridian City.
OAK: ...
A powerful Pokemon
used to rest here, but it's
somehow disappeared. It's
extremely powerful. And if
it's not here, then some other
Trainer may have caught it.
Do you understand yet why
I'm telling you this?
A yes/no option came up. I chose yes, since I guessed some sort of new quest in looking for Mewtwo was about to be brought up.
OAK: Good...
Ok, you should expect the
PARCEL sometime very soon.
Have fun!
The game then froze. Confused at what just happened, I started mashing the buttons, but nothing happened. The game was now apparently over, since every time I restarted and I went back to the cave, the game would freeze whenever I selected "yes" to Oak's question. If I selected "no", the game would play a faint cry that sounded like Mewtwo's, and Oak would just repeat the question over and over until I chose "yes".
I wasn't sure what any of that meant, and I wouldn't for a few more days until the very first part to my nightmare happened. By that, I mean the parcel that "Oak" had sent me. The one that was in my mailbox in real life.
It was pure luck that I got it, usually my parents would be the ones to go get the mail, but one day they were stuck at home with the flu and I had to go get it. Inside the mailbox was the usual stuff, bills, ads, coupons, magazines, and...a yellow envelope? It was just curiosity that got me to look at it, but in plain bold letters on the front of it, said the words "OAK's PARCEL". Stunned, I brought in the mail and gave everything but the envelope to my dad, since something told me that this was for me.
I went to my room, making sure to close the door so there wouldn't be any interruptions, and sat on my bed. I just sat there for a couple minutes, staring at "Oak's Parcel", hardly believing my eyes. I began to think how this was even possible, and soon was giving myself a panic attack. The final conclusion I made was that it was a hacked game, and was only a presentation before someone who'd been watching me sent me the real deal, whatever it was. Whoever made the hack, they knew where I lived, and that was not a comforting feeling. I felt very uneasy, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell my parents what was happening. Maybe I just was thinking too much into this, maybe it was all just a joke by a friend, I was sure that hacking it was probably really easy and that this all just a joke to freak me out.
That's what I hoped, anyway.
I took a deep breath, and finally opened the envelope. I looked inside of it, and saw something small in there. I turned the envelope upside down, shaking it around to force the thing out, and soon enough, surprise surprise, another Pokemon game fell out. This one wasn't red, or blue, not even green or yellow. It was purple, a very distinct shade of purple, and easily one could tell the difference between it any the originals. While I dug around in the envelope to see if anything else was in there, I looked at the front of the game, checking out it's title design. The picture only said Pokemon, with a black background. It looked pretty simple, but also very new. Whoever had made it was very gentle and accurate with their work, it would have looked like a basic Pokemon game to anyone who didn't know any better, but of course I did.
And despite that, I still decided to play through the horrors of that game. I should have stopped once the first of the terror struck at me, maybe I wouldn't have been sucked into the twisted universe had I just stayed away. But my curiosity, like any fool's, is what drew me in, and almost caused my fateful demise...
