The Lost Wolf

By: Aubrie1234

Dear Readers, another of my stories, except this is a Wereworld crossover! My first, too, so NO FLAMES! This is also set before the 2nd book but after the first one in the Wereworld world. Anyway, the Drew from the Wereworld series somehow gets transported to the Pokemon World and the Drew there finds him. But, why is Drew(Wereworld) there? Is something happening in the Pokemon World that needs his help? And why was Drew(Pokemon) the first person he met there? Is it fate, or is it something else?

Drew awoke to the sight of sunlight streaming from the south and into his eyes. Wait, wasn't he sleeping in his cot on Count Vega's ship? This didn't make any sense. He shielded his eyes from the sunlight, which seemed to be coming from a sunset (how long had he been out?), and looked around. He still had the clothes he had worn the night before and his Wolfshead sword in its scabbard on his belt, but those were the only familiar things (besides that he had completely healed and that the bandages were gone). He seemed to be in a forest of some kind, obviously not the Dyrewood. Where was he, then? Suddenly, then bushes to his right started to shake and rustle. He instinctively reached for his sword, eyes trained on the bush. Where ever he was, he knew he shouldn't let his guard down. He had learned that the hard way with Vega. Soon, something came out of the bushes. Drew had no idea what it was, even with his knowledge. It looked like a white-furred wolf, except it didn't have a snout, it had a blade attached to the left side of its face, its tail was also a similar blade, and its tail, claws, and face were dark blue. It looked at him and blinked in surprise. Drew didn't feel anything threatening coming from the creature, so he slowly pulled his hand away from his sword, but was still tense. He didn't know if this thing, whatever it was, would attack him.

"Absol! Absol, where are you?" Drew heard the faint call of someone. The creature's eyes glinted in recognition at the voice and it turned to the origin of it. But, it looked back at him with its head tilted to the side. Was it worried about him? He didn't have time to figure it out before the creature called back to the voice. The creature seemed to be yelling the same word the person had yelled, Absol.

Could this creature talk? he thought, Well, if it can, I wouldn't be surprised. I think. After a while, Drew heard more rustling coming from the bushes behind the creature and put his hand around the hilt of his sword, just in case it might be an even more threatening creature. He was surprised to find a boy come out of the bushes, and the boy was as surprised as he was. The boy had grass-green hair (VERY unusual), green eyes that matched his own, a short-sleeved purple coat, a black long-sleeved shirt, lighter-green pants, and very dark-green shoes. The boy also seemed to be around his age or younger. The boy blinked before saying: "Hey, are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Drew said, sitting up. He had just realized he had been lying down the whole time. "Is that creature your pet?" The boy looked at the creature.

"I guess you could say that. You aren't from around here, are you?" he said. Drew nodded.

"No, I'm not. Could you please tell me where I am?"

"You're on Route 121 in the Hoenn Region, close to my home, LaRousse City." Drew raised an eyebrow.

"Route 121? Hoenn? LaRousse City? Where am I?" he muttered, mainly to himself. The boy and the creature looked at each other and shrugged before looking back at Drew.

"By the way, mister, what's your name?" the boy asked.

"Drew." The boy blinked in surprise at his answer.

"Drew? My name's Drew, too." the boy said. Drew looked at him as the creature looked between the two, confused.

"Sol?" it said. Drew patted the creature's head gently.

"Don't worry, Absol. I think we'll be able to sort this out, but please don't run off again." he said. The creature, known as Absol, nodded.

"Your pet is an Absol? I've never heard or seen one before." the other Drew said, looking at Absol.

"Well, if you come to my camp, I'm sure we can explain everything to each other." grass-haired Drew said. The teen nodded. They both followed Absol to Drew's camp, which seemed very similar to the ones Drew used to set up in his days as a fugitive.

After a long explanation on grass-haired Drew's part, Drew thought about it all and gave it good thought before telling his story to the boy. Based on what he had told him, Drew surmised that grass-haired Drew could be trusted and that he wasn't in danger of getting killed here. After his explanation, grass-haired Drew looked hard into the fire and Absol cast a worried glance at his master.

"Willem, if it's alright that I call you that," Drew started, getting a nod from the teen in agreement and to go on, "Do you think... do you think that something's going on here that needs your help? Like... like that there might be Werelords here too?"

Willem thought about it for a while before voicing his opinion, "Honestly, Drew, I have no idea myself. I just want to get home, but if you're right, I'll need to help your people. I'm the only one in this world who knows how to control my power that we know of, so I'll be a great help to any Werelords we encounter."

"Then I guess we'll have to stick together from now on." Drew smirked, before it faded into a sad smile, "But, I've got lots of stuff to do and you'll just get dragged around with me. Plus, you have no clue about this world. I wish I could help you-"

"You can, Drew." Willem said, cutting the green-haired boy off, "I just need to get used to what you do and we'll be off in no time with no setbacks."

"Well, lucky for you, I'm not doing contests this year, since I'm taking a break." Drew explained, "We'll be able to travel to the five regions and look around for both your way home and for more Werelords. But," He held up a teasing finger, "You'll have to go by my rules, since I know this place much better than you do. First of all, you need new clothes. If anyone catches you in that outfit here, they'll get suspicious. Second, we need to make up a background for you."

"Background?" Willem asked. Drew nodded.

"A background is another word for your past. To get people from not being suspicious, we have to give you a new past. I suggest that you're my hometown cousin who doesn't like to do Pokemon battles, Contests, or anything of the sort, but you know the basics if you were in a battle."

"That's a good idea, except for one thing."

"What?"

"I don't know how to do a pokemon battle."

"I'll teach you that tomorrow, once we get packed up and ready. Anyway, you can keep your real name, since very few people know it. If I called you Drew, it'd rouse more suspicions, since my name is also Drew. And you can keep your last name, too. There's just two more things I need to ask."

"What are they?"

"First of all, could you teach me how to fight if I was surrounded?" Drew asked sheepishly, "You see, I don't know how to fight anything except Contest battles, so if I could learn to fight on my own, that would be a big help in the adventure we're going to have."

"I don't mind teaching you, but we'll have to use branches instead of swords since I only have my Wolfshead. What's your second question?"

"Do you know how to get away from fangirls?"

"Fan-whats?" Drew sighed. That had been what he was afraid of.

"I'll explain, but I hope we don't encounter them..." he said, before telling Willem. As it went, the teen's face soon started changing from interest to horror.

"They sound more vicious than Leopold, though they really aren't." he said after Drew finished.

"I have no idea what Leopold's like, but I'll agree with you there. The reason I asked before was because I, as a famous Coordinator, is always chased by them. So, if we're going to be traveling together, you'll need to know how to avoid them. They're the main reason why I always check the cities I'm going to before I go to them. If I didn't, I wouldn't know where the best places to hide would be!" That comment made both of them laugh a little and Absol let out a happy bark. Soon, they calmed down and Drew offered to share his food with Willem. The teen kindly took up the offer (as he noticed he felt like he hadn't eaten in days) and they talked while they ate. Drew had also brought out his other pokemon (which were Roserade, Masquerain, Flygon, and Butterfree) and let them eat as well. The pokemon seemed to be interested in Willem, too. He also learned of Drew's friends (especially May) and nearly choked on his food after hearing about how much the girl can eat.

"And she's skinnier than you?!" he asked, stupefied. The grasshead let out a small laugh at the look on Willem's face and nodded. Soon, they finished and Willem got a closer look at Drew's pokemon.

"Your pokemon really seem to like me." he said, rubbing Flygon's head softly. The pokemon let out a small caw and nuzzled back.

"I don't know why they do, but I have to agree. You seem to have a way with them that I never had." Drew said, observing. Roserade was in his lap while Absol was lying by his side, both of them looking at Willem.

"I have no idea why this happens, either, but- it just happens. Animals seem content around me all the time, except when a predator or something else that's sinister is near. That's when they start not listening to me." he said, reaching up to stroke Butterfree, who was on his head. The pokemon let out a happy sound and held onto his head a little more. Drew chuckled, covering his big smile behind his hand. He hadn't seen his pokemon this happy in quite a while. The only ones who seemed happy were Masquerain and Absol, but only when they met up with May's Beautifly and Glaceon.

"Mas! Mas!" Masquerain said, flying around Willem's head before nuzzling him in the chest. The black-haired teen chuckled at the pokemon's antics. Soon, though, they all had to be returned so that Drew and Willem could sleep. They all let out sounds of disappointment until Drew said that they would get to see Willem tomorrow, then they went into their balls happily.

"They're attracted to you like Combees are to honey." Drew said, "By the way, Combees are pokemon, just so you know. What you don't want to encounter is the evolved form of the girls, Vespiquin. Now that's a nasty pokemon." Afterwords, they both settled down to sleep. Drew had also let Willem borrow an extra sleeping bag he had with him, so that he wouldn't have to sleep on the ground.

"Drew," Willem said tentatively, "Your world... this one... it sounds so much happier than mine. I am homesick, but this place makes me feel happier than I ever did back home. For once, I wish I could stay here."

"Maybe you can. While we're looking for Werelords and trying to find a way to get you home, you'll have the chance to sleep, eat, and do other things here that you've done before and several things you haven't. But you might change your mind, though, when you see the bad side of this world. The evil teams roaming each region, the pokemon being mistreated horribly by them..." Drew shivered, "Trust me when I say that you might change your mind." He then put out the fire before going over to his sleeping bag and settling in it, almost instantly going to sleep. Willem frowned. He knew what being hurt was like, physically at least, but why did Drew say that he might not want to stay? Had something happened in the boy's past to disturb him so badly, or was it just stories the boy had heard? Willem wasn't sure, but he had the feeling that the former was the right answer. If so, then what had happened?

I don't have time to think over that now. he thought, Tomorrow's going to be a big day for me. Probably for Drew, too. And I also need to keep my sword out of sight as well, since they probably don't use sword here, either. Willem gave a small smile before he closed his eyes, going to sleep.

Yes! I. HAVE. FINISHED. THE. FIRST. CHAPTER!

Drew: Good for you.

Me: Stop being a sour puss. You're just jealous of Willem because he's had a better adventure than you.

Drew: I AM NOT!

Me: Now you're starting to sound like May or Dawn when you or Paul tease them, not to mention Misty and Ash during their fights. Speaking of Ash, he's been on more adventures than Willem, so the one you should be jealous of is him.

Drew: ...I hate you when you're right. And, by the way, when are you going to continue your other stories? This is your first update in... what, two or so weeks?

Me: (duck tapes his mouth shut)

Drew: (blinks)

Me: Good think you aren't wearing one of those new LEP suits, otherwise you would have made your wings go lower or something. Anyway, I don't own Artemis Fowl, Pokemon, or Wereworld. And now, (turns to Drew) What were you saying about my updates?

Drew: (starts to sweat before running away)

Me: COME BACK HERE, GRASSHEAD! I'M NOT FINISHED WITH YOU YET!

Willem: (walks in just as we ran out) What...? (Shakes head) I don't think I even want to know...