Me: Welcome to my Sonic X and Pokemon crossover.

DeomnFiccer: What the heck bro? What about the zombie story and your Day in Disney World story?

Me: I'll get back to them. So this is when Chris is still twelve and Sonic and friends are still on Earth with him. The Pokemon characters are going to be about two years older however. So May is going to be twelve in this story.

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BennyTheHedgehog and jljj1996: US TOO!

So this is going to be the group for this author chat. Enjoy guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights or property of the Pokemon or Sonic characters.

"Screwdriver," Tails says to Chris. Chris diggs through Tails' tool box and finds a red handled screwdriver.

"Philips head?" Chris asks.

"Yeup." Chris hands the screwdriver to Tails and he grabs it. Tails then starts to tighten some screws in a machine. Tails and Chris are in Chris' garage working on a new wormhole generator that has been under construction for several months. This generator will allow anyone to go to any world or dimension of their choosing at great ease and can make no tears though the fabric of space and time. The user can go back to the dimension they traveled from by using a special remote. When one leaves, time practically stops in their dimension until they return (kind of like the wardrobe in Narnia). It only runs on chaos energy too.

"If this works, you'll have to get a nobel prize!" Chris exclaimed.

"It should be hidden though," Tails says. "As awesome it would be to share this to the general public, I'm afraid that criminals might get their hands on it. You won't tell anyone right?" Chris moves his hand over his mouth as if he was zipping it. "Thanks bud." Tails keeps on working and Chris is helping him with whatever he needs. Chris has the remote in his hand and is just looking at it looking at the features that it should be able to do. About ten minutes later, Tails says, "We're almost done buddy. Listen, I have to use the bathroom real quick. Can you screw in the screws on top of the generator?"

"Sure thing." Tails now walks away to use the bathroom. Chris puts the remote in his pocket and carefully screws in the screws at the top of the generator. As Chris finishes the last screw, a purple flash of color spreads through the generator. "NOT GOOD!" The generator is now sucking Chris in. He tries fighting it and holds on to the edges of the generator but it feels like holding on to a street sign in a tornado. His right arm is the first to give in. "Must, fight, it!" Chris says through grit teeth, but then his left arm gives in and subsequently, he was sucked in. After that, the wormhole generator immediately lost its purple as if it was like turning off an old television set.

Meanwhile in the Hoenn Region

A young girl by the name of May is tying her running shoes in her room. She is just about ready to go for a jog. She normally wears a red shirt with dark blue shorts and a white skirt over it, but now she is in a red sleeveless and dark black athletic shorts. She puts her iPod in her pocket and starts playing some music through her earbuds. She heads to the front door of her house and says, "Mom, I'm going out for a jog. I'll be back in a while."

"Be careful sweetie," her mother says. May exits her house and starts to run through a path in the woods. She is going at a steady pace so she does not run out of stamina too quick. About fifteen minutes into her jog, she sees a dim flash in the distance.

"That's odd," She says to herself. "I'm gonna check it out," she thinks. She runs a little faster now so she can see what that flash was. She is shocked to see a red haired boy, about the same age as her, laying down on the dirt ground on his stomach. He looks as if he lost a fight. May gets on her knees and rolls him over. She puts her hands on his shoulders and shakes him. "Hello!" She exclaims. "Wake up!" No response from the kid. She removes an earbud and puts an ear to his chest. There still is a heart beat. "Good, he's still alive." She gets up and looks around the area to see if there were signs of perpetrators that may have caused this boy harm. Without thinking, she props the kid up, puts her right arm around his waist and she has his left arm around her neck. She steadily walks him to her house. It takes about twenty minutes to get back to her house. She opens the door and quickly calls for her parents. "Mom! Dad! Get over here, quick!" Her parents, whose names are Caroline and Norman, rush over to where they heard her daughter.

"What happened?" Her father asks. "And whose that?"

"I found him knocked out in the forest. Help me get him to the couch." Her dad quickly gets on the other side of the boy and helps May rest him on the couch. Caroline went to the nearest closet and grabs a blanket. She rushes over to the couch and lays the blanket over the boy.

"Any idea who this is?" May's mother asked. May shakes her head. Just then, May's brother, Max, walks into the room.

"Everything okay?" He asks. Then he sees the boy on the couch. "Who's that?"

"I don't know?" May says. "I found him knocked out in the forest while I was jogging." Max looks closely at the kid.

"He reminds me of that Richie kid Ash used to talk about."

"He kind of does." After a pause, May then says, "I'll keep my eye on him. I'll say when he's waking up." Everyone then leaves the living room aside from May. She finds a stool, pulls it up next to the couch and sits on it looking at the boy. "Poor guy," May thinks. "Knocked out in the wilderness. That has to suck."

"He's probably going to be hungry when he wakes up," Caroline says walking back into the living room. "What do you think I should make?"

"Just pasta would due in my opinion." May's mother nods and walks to the kitchen to starts to make pasta. May turns her attention back to the boy. After a half an hour, the boy starts to make some grunting noises. The boy's eyes shoot wide open, quickly gets up and is breathing heavily. "Hello there sleepy head," May says lightening the already awkward and weird mood.

"What..who…where am I?" The boy asks confused.

"Well I found you knocked out in the forest for starters. You're in my house now."

"I don't remember being in a forest. Then again, I can't remember what happened almost an hour ago."

"What's your name anyway? I'm May." May then extends her hand. The boy complies by grabbing her hand, shaking it and saying his name.

"I'm Chris. Chris Thorndyke."

Me: That's it so far. Tell me what you think by reviewing.