Pokeshima
What's going on everybody, my name is Butterman (or Zach Gowen, for those who know me personally), and I'm here with another FanFic, and this one will be awesome as HELL! See I had this dream a couple nights ago sort of like this but with different Characters, and let me tell you the dream was cut short because I was woken up by my FATHER . So yeah, life lesson, don't let your parents ruin your dream. Nah, I'm just yankin ya. Ha Ha. By the way, just replace Hiro from Hiroshima and replace it with Poke. ^_^
Also, I just wanted to let you all know that all my Main Characters/Heros are all gonna be named Zach Gowen, cause thats my name. Any way jus wanted to let you all know.
Disclaimer: Pokemon is owned by Nintendo and Game Freak. Except Pokeshima, THAT IS MIIIINNE!
Read this now cause it won't be hear agian:
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Chapter 1: Dreams, or Visions
It was a long, hot, summer day in the state of Missouri, I had been working my butt off for the past couple hours, taking care of my garden, pulling weeds, training, mowing the yard, and weed-eating it. and let me tell you, when you live in Missouri during the Summer, it's as hot and humid as all hell. Plus in the Winter, if you just throw an Orange in the air, say about 50 feet, it will come back down and shatter like glass hitting a floor.
Hi, My name Zach Gowen, I'm 21 years old and it is the 2020. I have short Brown hair, brown eyes, a toned body, and a tattoo on my left arm that says "Nothing Is True, Everything Is Permitted" in black lettering. I was such a fan of Assassin's Creed, that I had the moto tattooed on my arm.
I had just graduated college at the top of my class with a masters degree in mechanical engineering. And since I was a huge fan of Assassin's Creed I made two hidden blades that actually worked, the blades were made out of a mixture of Steel for the strength, Titanium Alloi to make it very light, and Obsidion to make sure it would never dull and to make it very durrable. I made two of them, one for each wrist. The left blade was detachable like Connor's from Assassin's Creed III. I've been using these things for two years and they have never dulled, not once, nor dent or bend in any way, not even the tips or anypart of it had chipped off or anything. I knew that the material I had used was perfect. They're incredibly sharp.
I then started to train myself in the ways of the assassin. I could climb trees and branches without fail. I could air assassinate animals from trees and buildings. I then practiced the leap of faith a few times before I got it right and only broke my legs twice but no perminant damage. Plus I can free-run like a true assassin. I then trained myslef in combat, using my hidden blades, my swords, and a plain old survival knife. After about a year I then started to modify my custom hidden blades and turned the right one into a gun that holds magnum rounds, kind of like Ezio Auditore from "Assassin's Creed II, Assassin's Creed Brotherhood, and Assassin's Creed Revelation." Customizing it to use live ammo was really hard but it finally worked. I finally started going to gun ranges and archery ranges and practiced myself in ranged weapons and lets just say, ' . I then made myself an Assassin's outfit, with the hood, throwing knife holsters, and two sword holsters. The two swords I made were EXACT replicas of Altiar's sword, but two of them. The hidden blades weren't attachable like in Black Flag these were like wrist bands which were made of a very thick leather. My outfit kind of looked like Ezio's, but with a few minor details.
Of course, the Assassins weren't real but I admired them. But I do wish that one thing was real, and that was Pokemon.
Pokemon, are fictional characters loved by all ages, It first started out as a card game, and then Game Freak started making them into video games and Japan then turned it into a cartoon. Over the years it became the longest running cartoon in history.
Everynight I'd dream of me encountering a Pokemon in real life. But I guess it'll never happen because they're not real. I wish they were though.
I was tending to my garden it the back yard. I lived in the country side. I had a lot of money but I don't like buying things I don't need, so I keep most of my money in my bank account.
I then got up from my garden, and dusted myself off from the dirt that was on my clothes.
I then porceeded to to walk to my house to my house and noticed that the was a squirrel sitting on one of my bird feeders eating the sun flower seed from it. The furry little creature didn't seem to notice me so what I did was I raised my right hidden blade and pressed a button on the side. I then heard a clicking noise in the mechanism. I then raised my wrist/hand in an upright position and there was a little ring on my finger attached to the ring and an the gauntlet. I then pulled my finger back with a slight jerk and a bullet came flying out of the hidden blade hitting the squirrel dead center in the back. the squirrel then dropped to the ground motionless.
I then pressed the button on the hidden blade again and the gauntlet went back to blade mode as I walked to the the dead animal. I then proceeded to pick it up by the tail and the bullet had gone straight through the squirrel's spine leaving the whole thing shattered. I then started taking my squirrel to the back of my house to a tree with 2 nails in it so the squirrel had something to hang on while I skinned it.
I then exteneded my left wrist blade and pressed a button on the side to unlock the blade from being held. The blade then turned into a 10 inch knife as I held it in my left hand.
-time skip 15 minutes-
The sun was beginning to set and with the squirrel skinned, I started walking to my house. My house wasn't that big, it was a decent sized house suitable for one or two people. It had one bedroom, one bathroom, a living room with a 60 inch tv, a kitchen, a dining room, and a walk in closet. I bassically use the closet as my armory that holds my swords, guns, knives, ammo, and a stand to put my Assassin's robe on.
I lived alone, most of my family died when I was young. (A/N: Most of my family is still alive and kicking) My parents died two years ago in a car accident when I was still in college, but my brother is still alive, somewhere, my brother is in the military, U.S. Army Rangers to be more exact. He's a Captain, stationed in Tokyo Japan. He's alright but I don't get to see him because he's so far away. Last Time I saw him was at my college graduation which was 2 months ago. I haven't seen him since. I've chatted with him on skyped a few times, but I still miss him.
I walked into my house and walked into my walk-in closet, I then took off my hidden blades and put them on a shelf next to my guns. I then slipped off my robes and but on a blue white and black muscle shirt and a pair of shorts.
I waked into the kitchen to prepare my dinner, which consisted of fried squirrel, mashed potatos, corn, and a cold can of Mountain Dew.
-time skip 20 minutes-
My dinner was ready, I prepared my table for me to eat. I then sat down in my chair and started to say grace. I then had a very depressing feeling inside me. I then realised that I was lonely, I had no one to talk to, no one to share my feelings with, no one to care for one another, no one to eat with, "I...have no one." I thought to myself as a tear came to my eye.
I then started too cry a little bit, I haven't felt this depressed since my parents funeral. I got all of their money in their will, And my brother got everything except the house, that was given to my dad's cousin Dale.
After the funeral, I moved out into the middle of no where or in the country side in Missouri. I moved out here after I graduated and the next town over is 5 miles away. I have a motorcycle that I built from scratch when I was in college when I had free time on my hands.
I then started to calm down a bit and wiped my eyes. I soon started eating my dinner as I heard a voice in my head. "Come to us, come to the island." It said, I sounded feminine, I don't know why, but I felt attracted to this voice, but it felt like it came from somewhere, but I don't know where.
-time skip 1 hour-
I was heading to my bed with a sad look on my face, I then walked into my room and noticed that my bed was a mess, but I didn't really care, I'll just fix it and it'll go back to normal.
I then crawled into my bed and rested my head onto my pillow, and started to shut my eyes for the restfull sleep about to take me.
Soon sleep started to take me.
-time skip 20 minutes, dream-scape-
I was on a boat on the open water sailing to a destination that I did not know of then I heard the voice again, "Come to us, come to the island of Pokeshima" it said, all of a sudden a ferocious storm was heading my way out of no where, soon I was sailing against the wind and something hit my head, hard, and darkness took me.
I then wake up from a bright light shining down on my face. I then open my eyes and noticed that I was outside, I soon had feeling in my body again and I noticed that I was layin on sand.
Apparently I was on a beach, I soon pulled my self up from the sand and noticed that I had my hidden blades on and I then tried to extend them to see if they still worked and surpisingly the still do. "thank you masters degree," I said to myself. I then took out my phone and thank god it was water-proof and I checked where I was and surprisingly I had 1 bar, so I tried to see where I was and I was 150 miles of the coast of Japan and not a sign of any Island or anything anywhere on my gps in fact the Island I'm on is nowhere on this map. "Huh, that's weird" I said.
I then heard a noise behind me and I quickly turned around and I was faced with the head of a spear. This startled me and I ended up on my ass.
I then noticed that the thing holding the deadly weapon was a Gardevoir, "Y-you're a p-p-pokemon," I said as I passed out
I soon heard the Voice one last time and it said "Welcome to Pokeshima."
-real world-
I woke up with a large gasp of air, I was in a cold sweat. "What was that, it was just a dream, but it couldn't have been a dream, it felt too real, was it a vision, it had to have been." I said to myself as I tried to process the information in my head.
My head then waged war with itself, discussing if I should go, or if I just ignore it. The side that says that I should go had won because the curiosity was killing me. I'll do it in a week because I have things to do to prepare for it.
-TO BE CONTINUED-
Well that's Chapter 1. I hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did, so thank you guys for reading this story, leave a review, tell your friends, tell your friends friends, and their friends, I just want people to read my story. Again thank you guys for reading and I hope to see you beautiful Sons-of-guns again...Next time. ;)