Chapter 1- Discoveries

A month had passed since Alice and her friend Pinocchio had had their first dream of coming to the strange world she now dubbed "Wonderland." Ever since then, they both kept having the same dream over and over again each night. What did all of it mean? Why did this keep happening to them? And why did Pinocchio have to get involved? She would've been able to handle this strange dream if he wasn't there. But she would have to make do with what she got. At least Pinocchio got his wish because they had started seeing different pokemon.

"So, what do you want to do?" Alice said as they were sitting down in a small glenn in the Tulgey Wood.

"Oh, I don't know," Pinocchio said sarcastically. "Did you want to see what happens when we have to go and face the GOSH DARN QUEEN OF HEARTS!"

"Oh, hush now, Pinocchio. At least we survive."

"Yeah, by the skin of our freaking teeth!"

"Please. It could be a lot worse."

Pinocchio gave Alice a there's-nothing-much-more-worse-than-that look. Alice rolled her eyes.

A sudden rustling came from the bushes and out popped a Pichu. Pinocchio got down on his hands and knees and held out his hand to the small pokemon. It slowly leapt nearer to him, sniffed his hand, and allowed Pinocchio to pet it. Pinocchio then pulled out of his pocket an oran berry, which, according to him, help replenish a pokemon's energy. Pinocchio smiled at its cuteness.

Alice felt a twinge of bitterness in her stomach. Why was it Pinocchio was so nice to pokemon and he treated her with nothing but irritation and embarrassment. Her father said it was like having a brother, but Alice knew that no brother would do anything that Pinocchio would do. They wouldn't set fire to a carriage, fall asleep with their head in the toilet, or try to cram fifty crumpets into their mouths. With Pinocchio, it was like living with a feral monkey that was destined to ruin you life every second they would get. And now that he was constantly in these dreams with her, she might as well wish that she was born with insomnia, which Pinocchio said was a disease where one can't sleep. He mentioned it during the first month that he had lived with them when he couldn't sleep for a week, and was fearing that he had it. Turns out he wasn't sleeping because he kept taking naps during the day. At least she would mostly only have to put up with him at daytime.

At that moment, she had a strange desire. A wanting to not being alone in this strange dream world with only an idiot like Pinocchio as her companion. Literally anyone else. She didn't care who, just as long as it wasn't him.

A sudden gust of wind came bursting through the air. Alice was forced to get up and grab onto a tree to keep herself from flying off. Pinocchio had gotten up, too, and was clinging to both a rock and his yellow hat. Then, from over the trees, something rose. When Alice looked at it, it looked like a dragon, but had a smooth, streamline body. It was as big as a house and was flying down right towards them.

Pinocchio quickly ran over, grabbed hold of Alice, and they both threw their bodies onto the ground. When the wind had stopped and whatever that thing was had landed, they both looked up. Whatever the creature was, it was magnificent. It had a long neck with dark blue spikes on its eyes. It had a long tail with two dark blue, pointy plate-like protrusions on it, and a blue underbelly. Its mouth was ridged and almost looked like a beak.

When they got up, Pinocchio started making strange, high-pitched gasping noises, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. "No way!" he finally uttered hoarsely.

"What?" Alice asked confused.

"That's a … Lugia!"

Alice still didn't understand what was going on. "Is that a pokemon."

Pinocchio gave her a look as if she was out of her mind. "It's not just any pokemon. It's … a legendary pokemon."

Alice's eyes widened. She had heard Pinocchio talk about these types of pokemon before. Apparently they were very rare pokemon that were hardly ever seen and had incredible powers. She never thought she would come face to face with one before. This must be a new part of her dream.

"Finally," a deep, booming male voice said, "I have found you."

"Oh my gosh, it's talking!" Pinocchio said quickly in a, once again, high-pitched voice.

"It can talk?" Alice asked.

"It's telepathy. Legendary pokemon can sometimes do that."

"Sorry for the sudden startle," the Lugia said. "I guess I made my entrance a little too dramatic."

Alice then noticed that the Lugia was looking at her.

"Are you talking to me?" Alice asked, walking forward to it.

"Yes," it chuckled.

"W-Why have you come here?"

"You don't know how long I've wanted to see you." It's voice suddenly sounded loving and overcome with joy. "You look just like your mother. Well, your human mother. But I'm pretty sure you will also look like your Lugia mother once you've learned how to transform."

Alice still didn't get what was going on. Was this a trick set up by Pinocchio?

"I'm sorry, but I still don't know what's going on," she said honestly.

"Oh, right," it said. "My apologies." The Lugia then straightened up its neck. "Alice, my dear Alice, I am your pokemon father, Lugia."

There was utter and complete silence following that statement. Alice could only stand there, letting what she just heard sink in.

"What?" she finally said, completely dumbstruck. A sudden thought popped into her head, and she turned angrily around to Pinocchio. "Did you set this up or something?" she asked angrily.

"No! I-" Pinocchio stammered, looking back and forth at Lugia and Alice. "WHAT!"

"I know it seems impossible and sounds like complete lunacy," the Lugia explained calmly, "but it's true."

"Wait, wait, wait," Pinocchio said, stepping forward. "You're telling me that this girl that has been continuously yelling her head off at me is a … and I …." He didn't speak after that.

"Quite a coincidence, isn't it," the Lugia said kindly.

"Sir, I think you've got me all wrong," Alice said, taking her turn to step forward. "I'm just an ordinary little girl who lives in London. I'm not a Lugia. I'm … I'm just … a normal girl with nothing special about her."

The Lugia leaned down closer to her, giving Alice a warm gaze. "But you are special and you are a Lugia. Why do you think you have such an interest in pokemon?"

He did seem to have a point there. But Alice thought this whole time she thought her liking to pokemon was because she had just found those creatures fascinating. But maybe ….

"Here." The Lugia's head was suddenly within arms reach of Alice. "Touch my head."

Alice hesitated.

"Just do it," he insisted.

Alice still didn't budge, but then slowly reached out and touched the Lugia's head.

A sudden rush of power came surging through Alice. It went from the pit of Alice's stomach to her face and to every other part of her body. She felt it in her fingers and her toes. It was everywhere, and it was overwhelming. Suddenly, everything turned white.

When the whiteness faded, the girl found herself on her back. She tried to roll herself onto her bottom, but that didn't work.

"Pinocchio, could you help me out here?" she asked, but when she looked over at him, his jaw had opened as wide as it could get and his pupils had reduced to dots so tiny that if Alice didn't look hard enough, he would look dead. He looked as though Jesus had suddenly appeared to him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Alice asked. He didn't answer; this made her mad. "Would you stop being such an idiot and come over here and help me!"

"I've got you," the Lugia said. Alice looked over at him and saw him leaning down towards her. He rolled her over onto her stomach, but suddenly, it felt like her feet had caught her from lying flat on her gut.

She look down, and what she saw made her nearly pass out. Her feet were silver, big, and she only had three toes. They looked like Lugia's feet. She held her hands up to her face, and got a surprise when she saw that they looked just like Lugia's wings. Alice looked down at her body and saw that she had a blue underbelly just like Lugia's. It then sank into her: she had been turned into a Lugia.

The only thing she could think of doing next was running around and screaming, which is what she did. She fell on her face a couple of times, which caused her to panic more.

Lugia then stopped her with his wing.

"Shh," he said soothingly. "Calm down there, Alice. Calm down."

Alice looked up at him, sweat trickling down her face and long neck.

"You turned me into a Lugia!" she shrieked.

"No. I helped unlock your ability for you to turn into a Lugia. Since you were born a human, you were unable to do it on your own without my help."

Alice looked down at herself again, hyperventilating.

"How-how do I turn back?" she asked breathlessly.

"You can do that on your own," Lugia explained cheerfully. "Just think 'human' and you'll be back to normal."

Alice didn't think twice about what he had just said and just went for it. She didn't want to be in this body anymore.

Human. Human. Human, Alice thought, closing her eyes. She didn't feel anything. Maybe she needed to concentrate harder. HUMAN! HUMAN! HUMAN!

The power from before came flowing through her again, this time, though, more gently. The whiteness returned and after a couple of seconds, it vanished, and she was met with the blackness of her eyes again.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself back in her blue dress and human again. She collapsed to her knees.

"This … this must be part of my dream," she said, trying to comfort herself. "Yes. That's it."

"Oh no," Lugia said. Alice looked up at him. "That wasn't part of your dream, and neither am I. I am real, but I am merely visiting you in your dream."

Alice felt completely numb. This couldn't be happening. She already had to deal with this dream; she couldn't deal with being a legendary pokemon now. She grabbed at her hair and began crying. This was too much.

"Now Alice," Lugia said, his voice so comforting it was almost beautiful. He was stroking Alice's back gently with his enormous wing. "It's all right. I know it's a lot to take in, but I will help you through this, sweetheart. Don't cry."

Alice looked up at him. "What do you mean 'help me with this'? How could this be?"

"That is a question you will have to ask your mother. She will explain."

Lugia then took flight. Before Alice could call out to him about the numerous questions she had, everything went black.

Alice's eyes jolted open. She was back in her room, sweat and tears running down her face.

That all really just happened, Alice thought. And the part with the Lugia was real.

One thought only remained in her head: she and her mother were certainly going to have a long talk about this in the morning.

Hey everyone:

Here's my new story. Sorry if it's a little late. School got in the way. Hope you enjoy this. Also to clarify, this story will be told from Alice's point of view. Just wanted to state that in case of confusion since all of the other stories were from Pinocchio's POV. Enjoy and please reivew