Second Chances

Chapter 1: Surprises

"Speech"

"Electronic Communications"

"Thoughts"

"Telepathy"

AN: Alright, so, I've been thinking on writing a pokemon fic for a while now. This one specifically is inspired in part by a couple of fics, namely "Seven and Counting" by TehSammichMan, as well as "The Dark Type" by Manifest_Destiny over on Archive of our Own.

This fic will contain dark themes, violence, as well as fluff, cuteness and the like.

EDIT: If you're reading this now, I've since edited the chapter. I removed a character, and changed a couple of things, but it shouldn't make much a difference for the next chapter.

RUN!

That's all that dominated my thoughts, as I ran as fast, as hard as I could, in an attempt to escape. My lungs burned, my muscles cramped, but still I ran, the flashing of thunder behind me, and I leaped to the side, barely dodging a beam of light flashing through where I was moments ago. I turned, and fired off a pair of shots from my revolver towards the creature, both going wide of the target. Seeing the flash of light begin to grow in its mouth, I roll behind building, as it fires another beam of energy. A concussive blast hits my back side, but I'm already running down the alley way as the corner was blasted apart. The light from buildings on fire lights up the dark sky, blocking out the stars.

I duck into the building through a side door, long since broken open, and take a look at my map, and wait. I hear the beast take to the air, and fly overhead, too big to fit in the ally. Glancing over my map, I see that I need to make a run about 5 miles to the north, and I'll be out of the city. I had thought that coming to the city would be a good idea, but as it turns out, these, creatures, are even more abundant in the city then they were in the country.

Ever since the meteorites impacted years ago, the world has gone to shit, and the center of Arkansas, as it turned out, was no exception. I put away the map, and reload my revolver, making sure to only drop the empty cartridges, slowly make my way back out, waiting for the beast to make another round before dashing behind another building.

I continue this pattern, until I make it to the edge of the city. There sits a stretch of open road, between me and the forest. Just gotta make it across. I take a look around, and don't see any creatures nearby, and I dash towards the woods. Just as I reach the edge, I hear a roar, and glance behind me as I quicken my pace, and the creature from earlier flying towards me. I take aim with my revolver, and fire off a shot, forcing it to dodge to the side, slowing its pace.

Continue running, weaving in and out from the trees, gaining multiple new scratches along my face and arms as I run. A tree explodes behind me as the beast fires off another attack, and roars at the top of its lungs. I continue running, when all of a sudden, a massive vibration causes me to lose my footing, and I stumble forward, watching as the ground in front of me suddenly cracks and breaks open. I step back, turning as I hear multiple creatures roaring in the distance, and jump, just barely clearing the now 6 foot gap, seeing tumbling dirt and rock filling into the rapidly enlarging sink hole.

I go to continue running, when a blast of fire fills the space in front of me. I instinctually step back, losing my footing as the ground gives way beneath me. My vision is filled with dirt and rock, and I close my eyes, and throw out my hands to grab something, anything.

After a moment of suffocating pressure from the dirt and rocks above me, I suddenly feel and hear wind passing through me, and I open my eyes, and see darkness. Instantly panicking, I flail around for anything to grab, and upon finding nothing, I curl up into a ball and close my eyes.

I hear a fwoosh, and through my close eyes I see a bright light zoom past. I open my eyes to follow the light, and watch as it impacts the ground below. A sharp pain explodes in my side, as a grey scaled, winged creature impacts me with its face, before opening its maw. I lash out with my arm, smacking it in the face, before grabbing a hold of one if its horns, and yank, attempting to pull it between me and the floor.

The creature puts up a fight, flapping its wings and shaking around. With my weight added to it, it can't maintain lift, and we both fall towards the ground below, with rocks and dust following us. It bucks, and before I can do anything else, we slam into the ground.

PAIN explodes across my entire body as I'm thrown forward and off of the creature, rolling several feet before I come to a stop. My left arm feels broken, and it hurts to breath. Shaking, I look up, realizing I can't open my right eye. The creature that fell with me, was standing itself up, noticeable cracks in its tough hide.

I reach with my right arm for my sawed off shot gun, and as the creature takes a step forward, I pull it out, and fire a pair of 12 gauge buck shot rounds straight into its face. The pellets impact the creature, throwing it back and shattering the hide on its face. The creature twitches, and then falls silent.

Coughing, and realizing I'm coughing up blood, I attempt to stand up, but quickly dash that plan, as my left leg flares up in pain. I lay on my side and feel a wetness from the side of my head, and start to feel drowsy, despite the pain.

"Shit..." I say to myself, knowing what that means. I attempt to sit up, but my muscles won't respond, as my vision begins to darken. I lay on my back, and stare up through the hole above me, noticing a bright, blue light. Squinting up at the light, I'm blinded as the light beams down through the hole. I hold my breath, expecting the worst, but realizing nothing had happened, I roll over, and see bright, blue lines working their way through the stone of the ground beneath me.

"Sonnavabitch" I mutter out, as I push myself up with my right arm, shotgun set next to me. The lines appear to be creating a complex glyph, but before I can make anything of it, the lines flash, and I'm assaulted with a pain I've never felt before, and my vision fades to darkness.

Deep in the forests north of Cameron Palace, in the heart of the Tree of Beginning, the night air was calm. Pokemon went about their business, and a certain pink cat was flying in and out of the crevices, enjoying itself.

The calm night was interrupted, by a massive beam of light striking down from sky, impacting a clearing. The sound of thunder shakes the forest, causing various pokemon to flee from the impact point of the light.

The sound of hundreds of Unown's began to emanate from clearing, as the swarmed in a circle around the center of the clearing. A figure begins to form, becoming fully formed as the light fades away, with the Unown's flying off into the ether, disappearing from site, and the night air was still once more.

Mew flies over, coming to a stop above the figure, lowering down to get a closer look.

Looking it over, it appears to be a human. As Mew gets closer, she's assaulted by the stench of blood, and begins looking the human over. Seeing that he was heavily injured, Mew reached out with a heal pulse, making a shocking discovery.

Pokemon and Humans alike, have something called a core. Effectively another organ, the core is what allows pokemon to create and shape energy to form attacks. Humans have cores as well. However, unlike pokemon cores, the cores of humans are substantially weaker, so much so that in normal life, a humans core will likely never be taxed in the same way that a pokemon's can. Certain humans, such as psychics and aura users, have much more developed cores, but still not quite on the same level as a well trained pokemon. More importantly, a humans core allows them to take hits from pokemon attacks without fatal injuries immediately.

As I used heal pulse, I noticed the energy was simply passing through his body, having almost no effect. I open up my powers, looking for his core, and discover that he has no core. Which would be impossible, as humans have had cores ever since I recreated them all those millennia ago.

I each into his mind, battering aside the pain in his mind, and search for the memories of this human. After finding what I was looking for, I quickly take a glance through his memories, getting a feel for who, what and why this human is here. And I stumble across a discovery. Apparently, if his memories are indeed correct, then I now know why he has no core.

I float over to his head, and begin the process of healing manually. I perform a scan of his body, finding the various injuries, and begin focusing on his most fatal injuries. A hairline crack on the right side of his skull, a punctured lung, broken left arm and leg. Its a grueling process, having to heal each individual injury manually, instead of just using heal pulse to mass heal him.

As I work, multiple pokemon start walking out of the wood work around the clearing. I ignored them, concentrating on my work.

After healing the most critical injuries, I psychically lifted him up, making sure to not aggravate his injuries, and moved him to a more appropriate location to fully heal him.

Things had just gotten interesting.

AN: And so, that concludes the first chapter. I hope everyone enjoyed reading, and yes, I'm aware I never gave the human's name, or why he has no core. More will be revealed next chapter. Anyway, thank you for reading, and please, leave a review. I will be accepting OC's in the future, so those who follow this story, be on the lookout for when I open submissions. Peace out.