Agent Rockwell awoke. Her head hurt. She felt like she was going to…
She puked. She felt sick!
She was nearly melting! She was a Glaceon after all.
"Where the hell am I?" She shouted. Her very presence commanded confidence. She stood up and surveyed her surroundings.
She was in the middle of a dessert! She was literally surrounded by sand dunes. She was also covered in sand and dust.
"H-How on earth did I?"
She had to act fast or she would die of de-hydration or heat stroke.
She notice something else.
"Holy shit! Wears my uniform? I'm not wearing anything!"
She began her futile attempt to find her way out of the desert. Being an ice type, this heat would kill her soon.
Despite all of her accomplishments and services to her country. She would melt in a dessert naked.
"Is this really how I'm going to die?" She said looking up at the sun. The day had just begun, the sun had been coming up.
"No I will not die, not like this!" She yelled in anger!
Rockwell began to hear something.
It wasn't far off.
It was coming this way!
It sounded like music? Rap music?
She was beginning to get sick again. "I might not be able to hang on for much l-lon-" Rockwell fell over. Passed out.
…
Tuco drove his high riding Monte Carlo through the desert. It was one of those bouncing cars that blasted rap music. He was on his way to his squads place. Tuco was a fat guy and stood about 5'6".
His friend Hector spoke up.
"HEY HEY HEY Tuco! Turn down the music."
"What?!" Tuco shouted. He hate when Hector interrupted his music.
"I think I saw a shawdy out there!" Hector pointed at a sand dune to their left.
"Man you seeing thins again, you been on that blue crystal man?" He accused.
"NO NO man I swear! I saw a babe back there she looked real sick too! We need to go help her man!"
"We need to get back to the squad house! They got some of that good Mary Jane over there right now and if we don't get ther-" Tuco was cut off by his friend jumping out of the car and running off behind the sand dune!
"HECTOR, GET YOUR SKINNY ASS BACK IN MY CAR NOW WERE LEAVING! NOW!" Tuco shouted. A few moments passed Tuco was about to drive off.
That was when Tuco looked in his rear view mirror and saw skinny little Hector dragging a Pokémon out from behind the sand dune!
He literally leaped out of the car dukes-of-hazard style and raced over to help his friend!
"Man is this a Glaceon?" He asked Hector.
"Yea, man what's she doing all the way out here? In Orre of all places. She should know better!"
"Quick open the door Hector. I'm throwing this bitch in the back and we high tailing it to the squad house!"
"I'm with ya man!"
Rockwell awoke in a dimly lit place. She heard loud music, beeping and a voice.
"Hey man she's awake!" She heard someone yell.
Her vision was a bit blurry. She sat up.
Rockwell spoke: "Where am I?" She demanded.
"Yo shawdy you in da squad house!"
"Who in the?" She said as her vision cleared and she saw a gang of fat punks and a little skinny one.
But they were all human!
She unleashed a furry of kicks and punches leaving them lying on the floor.
"Oh, god we didn't." Tuco said.
Hector spoke up from his pains in his gut. "We found you in the desert all alone and naked so we brought you back here and George got you patched up and put some clothes on you. We didn't do nothing to ya!"
"But your humans. You wouldn't do something like that unless you wanted something from me!"
Rockwell bolted out of the room. They all got up and walked to the entrance. They found Rockwell there.
She stood at the chain link fence and stared out at the empty dessert. Nothing but dessert. Two massive walls bordered it on each side. They were in a canyon, in a desert.
"Where on earth am I?" She yelled."
George the fattest of the bunch spoke up.
"You're in Orre bitch."
And another new story from me! This one ties into the same world as "Redneck in a pokemon world". This one takes place in the Northern Hemisphere which is occupied by Humans. If you've got the time a review would be appreciated.