There are many different alternate universes to Pokémon. One where we are captured in balls and raised in different ways by humans. One where we are temporarily caught by humans with something involving a pen. One where Pokémon set off on adventures in dungeons to fill requests given in various ways. One where we get past obstacles by making random friends. You get the point, lots and lots of universes. Universes that we're in an arena, being caught with phones to turn into candy, even erm... "adult..." content that I'd rather not go into. I exist in the damaged universes that are infested by corrupted Pokémon. My name is Mina, and my purpose is to cleanse the corruption from each universe one by one. I am referred to as the Buranku. (Google Translate: Japanese Syllables for Blank)

I am uncertain what my real Pokémon species is. I have been through these universes with many appearances, but no specific one seems to be the real me. I'm only an entity meant to move from place to place. Once I leave a universe, people forget about me. There are universes where I prevent an entire place from collapsing, and I don't have anyone recall that I was even there. I used to despise the fact that I get no recognition, but it doesn't matter nowadays. All I know is that my purpose is to purify these universes. I roam the crevices of mainstream reality, uncertain when I will cease to exist.

It does come with perks, though. Each universe has at least one beautiful, unique, and almost perfect sight to see, and I get to see a lot of them every time I appear in the universe. The lovely Rainbow Satellite among the glistening sky of shiny lights, the Tree of Origins within the End Daydream universe, the soft and fluffy beds made in Chibiverse, and many more. Still... I sometimes wish I would be able to have someone know of my existence, even when I leave. It would be pleasant to traverse alongside someone I'm fond of.

"ROAR!"

I shook my head, moving my thoughts aside for the moment. I saw my target - a Tyranitar with faded colors, eyes that were glowing purple, his entire body with wounds on them... Yeah. He's corrupted. This was the universe that was just a normal city, and the corruption made it into a town being attacked by a giant dinosaur. This universe, I was simply a Mawile in a kamishimo instead of a yellow dress, so it was somewhat unfair, in size terms. The Tyranitar is about the size of a 50 floor building, and I can't even reach a doorknob at my current height. I draw my katana, and begin running towards the Tyranitar. I assumed that it spotted me from a distance, so I had to maneuver my dashing at the moment it began throwing buildings at me. I had to run along the launched buildings, as they seemed to be the best option of reaching his weak area. At the last building, I jumped for it. I have to absorb their corrupted energy from wherever they're most sensitive, and this specific Pokemon's weak spot is on the shoulder. The giant's hand smacked me away, however, and I ended up getting launched a car distance away.

...

"Sigh, Tyranzilla is still mad?"

While the Giant Tyranitar, or Tyranzilla, was attacking the other side of this large city, I was just in my apartment. Those pathetic citizens had to deal with it, as I just lie down on my couch. It was on the news, and everything. I can't bring myself to care enough to worry, however, so I just begin making lunch for my children and- Oh. Right. I made two sandwiches. My daughter gets the one on the left, which consists of tomato slices, mayonnaise, and some chocolate frosting. My sandwich contains bacon, cheese, chili sauce, and pineapple slices.

"Dad, I found something!" exclaimed my daughter, who was coming in after a walk. I picked up what was on top of her head, and just examined it. "A crystal?"

"I ran at the strange samurai Mawile woman to try and help, and he left behind a couple of these!" she exclaimed. I moved from mild interest to extreme panic. "何?! Why would you bring something like that here?!"

"I just wanted to show you one of these! All you see nowadays is just on that television, ever since Akuma disappeared!" she cried out.

"It's safe. Television cannot hurt you, like the Tyranitar that's currently destroying one half of the city we live in!" I had exclaimed. "That Samurai Mawile is not to be trusted, trouble appears and she is the cause of it!"

"D-Daddy, I-I'm sorry!" she screamed, almost about to burst into tears. She had no reason to cry... no, wait. I had been cautious of a strange crystal to a point where I have a loud voice against my young daughter, acting like she had done something lethal and disgraceful. In an attempt to prevent her crying, I quickly grabbed the plate with her sandwich on it, and put it on the floor. "N-No. I'm sorry, I'm just overprotective. Here's lunch..." I grabbed my sandwich, and just walked back to the couch.

I'm a simple Beedrill, named Hachimitsu. My daughter is a Bounsweet named Sauna. Akuma is a son that I had before, as my daughter said, he disappeared. We both went through the pain of losing both him, and both of our mothers. Sauna kept a positive attitude about the whole living situation, as I just grew worse in cheer. I grew cautious of most things, including what my daughter and I eat. The sandwiches I made contained ingredients that I had to examine myself. Any of these ingredients could contain poison. Ironically, my stinger hands contain said poison, but I'm still cautious anyway. As I continue watching the news, THERE HE IS AGAIN! The Samurai Mawile. I watch as the news captures how he treads along the buildings towards the beast. His athletic talent is honestly entertaining, and it was oddly satisfying to see him get smacked away, to the left of the creature.

"Um, dad? Do you know which way the beast is facing?" asked Sauna.

I walked to the window, slightly seeing Tyranzilla. The way he was facing was left, which means... "GET DOWN!" I dive aside, and Sauna rolls quickly into the closet. The Mawile crashes through my apartment wall and flashes. The crystal that was still in my possession began glowing, and my eyes grew blank. "W-what the h-!"

...

It... didn't end well. The Tyranitar dealt a heavy blow, and my body couldn't sustain energy, so I ended up returning to my entity home. Oh well. It will resolve itself. I don't need to be there to finish it. I'm exhausted, I'll just lie my static and blank body in my bath. I begin undressing as I walk towards the bathroom- ... There are two figures. In my house. While I've been undressing. I have mixed feelings about this. Before I could ask them what they were doing here, they began screaming. I had begun to scream as well, leading to distortion sending me back.

I got back up on my feet in a Beedrill's apartment. I quickly charge out and run along buildings to reach the Tyranitar faster. It took a bit of skill, but I ended up taking the beast on by surprise with one swing at its back. Tyranitar roared loudly in pain, and crushed the street in front of him. I had to do this a couple of times, before he was weak enough to have his energy revealed. It was weak, and tried to hit me in a last resort attempt. I dodged its attacks to get onto the Tyranitar's shoulder, but it retaliated with a beam from its mouth that ended up with even more destroyed property. It was going to get worse from here, so I had to do this fast. I held my hand out at the Tyranitar's shoulder, and corrupted energy had began to slowly come towards me. The process of absorbing requires me to be this close to the corrupted person, and the corrupted energy enters my body. My immune system takes it from there, miniature Minas spreading throughout my body to clean the energy. When they clean the corruption away, my body releases this purified energy to return to the source. It took a while, but the Tyranitar reverted to its normal state. My mission was complete, so I fled and returned to my subspace shelter. When I returned, the two figures were back.

"Before we scream!" I yelled, before they could scream again. "Who are you two?"

"I'm Sauna!" screamed the little girl. The Man was silent at first, but I had guessed a name and he reacted to it. The little girl carried on to explain the situation. They said something about crystals, sandwiches, and television. It was a messy explanation, but I understood the point; they have no idea what the heck is going on. "Okay. You two, go sleep on the couch. I'm going to bed," I told them.

"Okay." The man was examining the couch closely, as if he expected something bad in my furniture. Sauna turned on my television and began watching cartoons that I secretly watch. It was embarrassing to have guests turn on television when there are shows that you don't want people to know you watch. I decided to skip my bath for the reason that it felt uncomfortable to use an unlocked bathroom with people in the house. Going to bed seemed to be the best option, as these people appear to be fine learning to settle in this settlement of distortion.