PM: Well, my newest story is now up… As one could easily tell, it was inspired by Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Blue and Red Rescue Team. This is like a better and cooler version, with minor differences. So prepare for doom! GACK-ACK-ACK-ACK-ACK!

Disclaimer/ claimer: Pokemon and all related subject material belongs to the Nintendo company, and not me. However, Original Character Pat McClintock does belong to me. Justin Cheek, however, doesn't. Also, much text from the games will be used in this fic, albeit with a few words changed or whole sentences edited. All text and statements that are from the game I had nothing to do with. So, no lawsuits are possible. And, this notice may be accidentally repeated in other chapters.

Merry Christmas all! This story, or what I have, is my present to everyone!

And note, I wrote this a LONG time ago, when I didn't really have the grasp of writing. So it'll be a little… Sub-par. I've edited it a little, though.

Prologue: the Beginning of the End…

...Huh…?...Where am I…?

…I don't remember a thing…

The person who was thinking these things was lying on the ground, as if dead.

Oh… I wish I hadn't have eaten those hot peppers before bed… That's it, yeah. this is all just a dream. Uh-huh.

The person's thoughts were broken by a feminine voice saying:

"Are you okay?"

The person spoken to opened his eyes to see before him, though sideways from his position on the ground, a yellow rodent-like creature with a small black nose, brown lines on its back, small hands and arms, large, black-tipped ears, dark blue eyes, red dots on its cheeks, and a yellow thunderbolt-shaped tail with the connection of the tail to the body brown. One ear was horizontal and the other was straight up in the air.

"…Huh…? What are you?" asked the person.

"…What? What do you mean? I'm a Pikachu! The name's Pika; what's yours?" "Pika", as she said her name was, helped up the still confused person from the ground.

"My name is Pat."

"Really? I expected something like, uh… Torch."

"Why is that, Pika?"

"…You're a Torchic."

HUH?!

Pika brought a mirror out of a yellow case with red lining on the opening, and Pat saw he was no longer what he thought… He looked like a small bird-like creature with an orange body with yellow feet and claws, yellow-edged, small wings, and a trio of orange feathers with a larger yellow portion on his head.

"AAH! What in the world?!" Pat cried out.

"What is it?" Pika asked.

"I do NOT look normal, to me! NOT HUMAN! NOT HUMAN!"

"What are you talking about, Pat? No humans live here!"

A blank expression appeared on my face. "Then I am the only human here…"

"You're a Pokemon."

"I WAS a human, got it, Pika?"

"Whatever…" Pika sweat dropped.

The young female Pikachu began to walk away, towards a forest.

"Wait, where are you going?" Pat asked.

"Uh, I'm trying to help someone out."

"Huh?"

Just then, a shadow hovered over Pika and Pat. They looked up to see a Butterfree, a Bug/Flying Type with a blue butterfly-like body, with a half-circle green mouth, same shape and color hands, long, elliptical feet, big red eyes, two black antennae, and white wings with black lines and designs.

"Hello…" she said.

"Hey! Are you the one who lost a Caterpie?"

"Yes… Please help. my darling son Caterpie… He got lost in the woods a little bit away, the Tiny Woods."

"Will do!" Pika said with a reassuring grin.

Pat scoffed and said, "I'm game."

"Thank you." Butterfree said in gratitude

The two rescuers headed into the cluster of trees, beginning their adventure…

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The Tiny Woods was a forest set upon yellow, otherwise bare ground, on a small hill with several cliffs.

"Well, this place is weird." said Pat.

"Uh, Pat…? Look behind you!" Pika pointed at a creature that appeared to be a bird with brown feathers, and a tan underside, with a pink beak and claws, and black marks around its eyes. It was a Pidgey.

"Ah! What do I do?!" Pat cried out. The Bird Pokemon lurched out, trying to attack him.

"Use Ember or something!"

Pat continued dodging. "How?!"

Pika couldn't think, and crouched onto her haunches, and became illuminated with a yellow energy, electricity. She shot a small bolt of lightning at the Pidgey, who fell onto the ground, knocked out.

"What was that…?" Pat asked.

"A Thundershock. You really don't know?"

Pat shook his head.

"Maybe he was a human…"

The two continued on, with Pika blasting enemies, all Pidgey, with Thundershock. Finally, we started seeing other Pokemon; Sunkern, Grass Pokemon with round, yellow bodies with small eyes, brown marks on their backs and bottoms, and small green leaves coming from their heads. they had to be brought down with a combo of Thundershock from Pika, and a simple ram from Pat.

A few hours later…

"Okay, when are we going to find that dumb Caterpie?" Pat muttered.

"Pat!"

"What?"

"I see him!"

Pika pointed to the top of a tree, where a green caterpillar with yellow circles on its segments, a red Y-shaped appendage on its head, with black eyes with yellow outlines, and a yellow tail.

"Help!" cried the small Pokemon.

"Calm down, Caterpie! We'll get you down! Spin us some thread!" Pika called.

Caterpie looked down at us and nosed, and then shouted, "String Shot!", and spat out a thin silk thread, which coiled up into a dry rope, which Pika collected.

Pika, seeing the makeshift rope was long enough, split it in half and wrapped one part around the other, making it stronger. She then tossed it up over a high branch, and it lowered down to Caterpie.

"Okay, that should do it." Pika said. "Caterpie, hold the rope on that end!"

Caterpie opened its mouth and grabbed the silky thread, keeping it in place.

"Pat, hold the rope! I'm gonna climb over to Caterpie!"

"Okay. I don't have hands…" Pat looked at his yellow wings. "...Not anymore, at least… But okay." Pat moved a large rock onto the rope to keep it in place, and stepped on the rope in front for further holding.

Pika began to grab onto the rope, and moved her arms across once she was above ground. After several minutes of that, Caterpie was rescued! His female rescuer hopped down to the ground with the Bug Pokemon on her back.

"Thank you so much!" Caterpie cheered.

"Heh-heh! It's my job!"

Job? What does she mean…? Pat thought.

All three returned to Caterpie's mother. She thanked them, and so did Caterpie, and Pika and Pat went back to somewhere, near a bustling town…

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

Pika and Pat arrived at a rather ramshackle building, small in size.

"…Why are we here? I deserve a rich mansion!" Pat yelled.

Pika sweat dropped. "Shut up, will ya? It's the only place I could get for a Rescue Team Base."

"Say what?"

"Rescue… Team… Base."

"Um… I require an explanation of 'Rescue Team'."

Pika sighed, and explained to Pat that many natural disasters were harming the "balance of nature", and many Pokemon were in dire peril. Rescue Teams were formed to help the Pokemon, each being ranked from their efforts; one that is starting out starts at the Normal Rank. If a Rescue Team is really good at missions, they can achieve a great honor: the Gold Rank. The rest turned from speech to nothing but blah-blah and blabbering in Pat's ears.

"Yeah. OK, I guess I know where this is going… I'll join."

"Really, Pat?" Pika asked. "You mean you won't turn me down?"

"Oh, perish the thought, my dear partner in rescuing." The Torchic-embodied person had somehow, in a cartoon-like sense, gained a glass monocle and a bubbly pipe.

"YUCK!" He spat out the pipe and smashed the monocle.

Pika giggled, and said:

"I guess we might as well go to sleep now." She walked, with her partner, into the opening of the base, where several mats were laid down.

"Night." said Pika in an already drowsy voice, laying down on one of the mats.

"Yes, good night." Pat laid down on his back as well, and dreamed away the night…

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

And thus begins a new tale in the world of Pokemon…

But will it all go up in smoke?

Or will it tell a success story…?

...Only time will tell…

PM: Well, there you go! My first attempt at a Mystery Dungeon fic! R&R!