Note: Sorry for the wait. I was hoping to publish this next part along with a few other fics but that cannot be done. Since this story is getting some fans already, I will make an exception. Not too long but at least it will give some clarity.
I woke up to the shatter of thunder, rain shooting down in thick drops pounding against my face. The feeling was somehow rejuvenating though I usually found rain to be a nuisance. I sat up, finding myself in an alley between two miniscule houses. I peered out ahead and walked up to a gravelly road dividing two rows of houses made from sticks and stones. They looked so flimsy that I could not imagine people living in this state, or hell, even stay standing in the rain!
How did I get here, I thought, and what was I doing before? Before I could take the time to figure this out, I heard splashes in the distance. I tilted my head towards a hazy figure approaching from one end of the road, running. I stumbled back when I realized that it was not a person, but a Pokémon; a Sawk, but much taller than usual. It came to a stop, its breaths plagued with exhaustion.
"W-why haven't you evacuated yet?"
I flinched upon hearing those words. Did that Pokémon just talk?
"You must go now. The warning has been issued a while ago. If you don't leave, the clan will catch you."
What is this about a clan?
His eyes met mine, a certain ferocity boiling within him. "What are you doing?" he shouted as he pointed to the opposite end of the road. "Go to Rainy Woods! Leave me here. These old bones can no longer help me. Save yourself." He kneeled down and fell flat into a developing puddle. Fresh gashes covered his exposed back, the blood pouring out into its own puddle.
Maybe I should listen, I thought. And so I followed the road and headed towards this Rainy Woods the Sawk spoke of. As I tried to run, my legs felt heavy and lagging. That was when it occurred to me that something about my body was abnormal. I came to a stop and took a look at my hands, or in this case, paws. My legs were rather thick in proportion to my feet and each held a half of a scallop. With one look at a puddle, I saw that my face was small, round, and blue. I am a Dewott! I am certain that I was a human. I am not imagining this, am I?
A loud crackling sound echoed from the direction of the old Pokémon town. No time to ponder on this now. To Rainy Woods. And so I kept pressing forward with however far these heavy legs could carry me. I passed by long stretches of forest and mountain, the rain picking up with each minute. By now, it would seem to be chaotic enough to slow down this "clan" not too far behind. Or at least I hoped so.
The road came to a stop at the boundaries of a broad forest with a wide entrance. I didn't know why I had become a Pokémon or what that Sawk was running from, but this felt all too real. The chilling rain, the intoxicating scent of burnt wood, my heart rattling. I don't belong here, I thought. This is no place for a human.
