Hello everyone! Dragon here, sorry it took so long to update! Last week was my school's play, or for you theater folks out there -Tech Week- meaning I was up at school until 7:00 PM all week and barely had enough time for homework. (meaning no time for writing) My tablet fried itself too, so I couldn't work on it during free time either... At least my dad found an ancient one in the basement that still functions, so that's a plus.

On the bright side, I already started the next chapter, so it shouldn't take too long to finish. (Or it could, who knows, my time management skills suck.)

NOW! ON TO THE REAL STUFF!

Welcome to the Review Reply Corner! The part where the author amuses herself by making characters reply to her lovely reviewers, and actually answers questions and stuff! Joining us today, we have the star of this chapter- The Chef Sanji from One Piece! Say hi Sanji!

Sanji: "~Hello to all you lovely ladies out there!~"

What about our male readers?

Sanji: "Don't care."

Wow. Harsh. ALRIGHT! Onto our first reviewer!

TheSuperMario said

Add some more! I want to see the world go crazy with the straw hats enough to give Arceus a migraine!

Aww! Our first reviwer! I am totally giving you an internet hug right now! And thank you so much for your support!

Sanji: "Hey! Why are they getting all the hugs! I want a hug too Dragon-swan!"

You can have a hug later Sanji. Now our next reviewer!

avatoa said

This...This..is gonna be so got dang awesome! I can't wait for the next chapter!

YES! IT SHALL! I couldn't wait to write it either, the prolouge was originally part of this chapter, but I thought it flowed better if they were seperated.

Sanji: "And of course, I'm the star!"

Drama queen

Sanji: "Hey!"

ALRIGHT! Next Reviewer!

SilverShark Fang said

Nice prologue. I think you wrote up their characters quite nicely. Try making it a bit longer next chapter.

Kudos, dragon. Update soon!

Hi Silver!

Sanji: "Wait- wait- who's he?"

A cool guy who actually inspired this story! He's a really fun guy!

Sanji: *glares at Silver* "You better not mess with my Dragon-swan."

Hey. Play nice casanova.

Sanji: "Who's Casanova?"

*Exasperated sigh* It means- you know what, nevermind. Anyway, thanks for the complements Silver! This chapter is indeed quite a bit longer than the prolouge, (Though chapter two is even longer, it's already ten pages long and I'm still not done...) like I mentioned earlier, and I hope you like it!

Anywho! New chapter! Enjoy!


"Human Speech"

'Human Thought'

'Pokemon Speech'

"Pokemon Thought"

Important Terms (Generally on a one-time-only basis, the only exceptions being time or place-skips, titles, and stuff in my author's notes. )

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or One Piece. I am not Japanese, nor a guy.


Chapter 1: 'Crash-Landing From the Sky, the Chef and the Professor! Just What is a Pokemon Anyway!?'

The first thing Sanji noticed when he came to was that he was lying on a bed.

The second thing he noticed was that this was definitely not the Sunny.

But if this wasn't the Sunny, then…

The blond chef shot bolt upright.

"Gah!"

"Oh! It seems you're alright after all! You really had us going there for a while!"

Sanji turned towards the source of the voice, discovering it to be a man with brown hair, sideburns and a beard wearing tan cargo shorts and a blue t-shirt underneath a white lab coat, currently sitting at a desk in a swivel chair.

Who the hell was this guy?

More importantly, where the hell was he?

The room he was in was rather plain, apparently some kind of guest bedroom, and sparsely furnished with a few pieces of office furniture. The floor, oddly enough for a bedroom, was greyish tile, and the walls were painted a somewhat boring beige color. Weird tile-like things covered the ceiling, every so often replaced with glowing light panels. (They were, of course florescent lights, however Sanji had never seen anything like them before.) The bed the Chef was sitting on was more of a cot than a bed, unmade, and was apparently collapsable. The only other things of note in the room consisted of a bookshelf crammed full of what looked like research notebooks, a window looking out into a yard bordered by a forest, and the odd contraption sitting on top of the desk. (A computer)

Apparently, the lab coat guy took his silence and mildly confused stare as a que to keep talking.

"That was quite the nasty fall you took, though I will admit I'm quite curious as to how you managed it at all. It's not every day you see someone fall from the sky you know."

"Wait. I fell from the sky?"

"Indeed!" The man cheerily replied. "Though you haven't seemed to sustain any injuries from crashing to the ground, though you left quite the crater in my yard. You scared the daylights out of the nearby Pokemon."

Sanji stared at him, totally baffled.

"What's a 'pokemon'?" he asked.

Lab coat guy fell out of his chair in shock.

"You don't know what a pokemon is?!" He yelled.

"No. I have no idea how I fell from the sky either. Where am I anyway?"

"Wait. You don't know what a pokemon is. Yet you show no signs of head trauma. Erm.. If you don't mind me asking, do you happen to have amnesia?"

Sanji stared at him. "No." Lab coat guy gaped in shock. "I remember everything up to the point where I woke up here. And you still haven't answered my questions."

"You're just outside Littleroot Town, in the Hoenn region."

"Never heard of it."

"What about Johto?"

"No."

"Kanto?"

"Nope."

"Sinnoh?"

"Nada."

"Unova? Kalos? The Indigo Plateau?"

"No, no, and no."

"I don't believe this. How could you possibly not know about pokemon, and never hear of Hoenn."

"I don't get it either Lab coat guy-san. Though I figure that this whole mess might have something to do with that weird hole in the sky."

"... Hole in the sky?"

"Yeah. We sailed right into it. One minute I'm on a ship with my crewmates in the middle of a storm and the next I'm sitting on a bed in who knows where with some guy in a lab coat talking about 'mons'."

"Where are you from exactly?"

"Originally the North Blue, but I grew up in the East Blue, and I was on the Grand Line. Judging by the look on your face you've never heard of any of those places."

"Nope."

"Damn. What exactly happened when I 'fell from the sky' Lab coat guy-san?"

"Well, first off, my name is Professor Birch, not 'lab coat guy', and secondly, I'm not really sure."

"Not really sure?"

"I couldn't really see what happened from where I was, but I'll tell you everything I know. I'd been up anyways, doing a bit of nocturnal research, when all of a sudden I saw a brilliant flash of light way up in the sky. I honestly hadn't the foggiest Idea what could have caused it, I assumed it had to be a pokemon at the time, though now I'm not so sure. The light stayed up there for a moment, then split into nine different sections, one quite a bit larger than the rest. Then they all shot off in different directions. One was headed straight for my lab. It crashed into the ground nearby it, I assumed it must have been a meteor or something, but imagine my surprise when I found you unconscious in the middle of a smoking crater. That certainly wasn't what I was expecting."

"Huh. I'm assuming you didn't find anyone else then, Professor-san."

"No one, just you. You're referring to those crewmates you mentioned earlier, right? I'm sorry, but I have almost no idea as to where they might be, but perhaps they fell from the sky as well, in different locations of course."

"I better go find them then. Thanks Professor-san." Sanji swung himself off of the bed and onto his feet, thankful for a moment that his apparent shooting star impersonation hadn't damaged his clothes.

"Wait!" Called Birch, stopping him just as he placed his hand on the doorknob. "You say you know nothing about Pokemon right?"

"Um, right."

"Then you are definitely not prepared to head out just yet. You see, Pokemon are creatures that live all over this world, there are countless different species and types, all of which have extraordinary abilities."

"So?"

"So, you are completely unprepared to deal with them. Pokemon can be quite dangerous creatures at times, even to those familiar with their abilities. I can't imagine how badly you would fare, without any information at all."

"Alright then Professor-san," Sanji took his hand off the doorknob, opting to lean on the doorframe for the time being. "Explain."

"Where should I begin? Hmm… well, you see, this world is widely inhabited by creatures known as Pokemon. We humans live alongside Pokemon, at times playing together as friends, and at times helping out one another. Several centuries ago humans created these items called 'pokeballs' that can be used to hold Pokemon. Pokemon, as a basic species, love to battle one another in order to get stronger. After a while, we humans began joining in on this natural occurrence, helping pokemon train for their battles, fighting alongside them in war, even refereeing their matches to prevent serious injury.

"The people who did so became known as Pokemon Trainers. Nowadays, in more peaceful times, Trainers and their pokemon travel all over the world to challenge Pokemon leagues. Leagues are series of 'Gyms' all officiated by a Gym leader of some kind. The goal of a league is to earn all eight gym badges by defeating each gym leader. Those who succeed in this endeavor go on to the official league where they face off against other Trainers in a tournament. The Trainer who wins the tournament gets to challenge the Elite Four, the four best Trainers in that particular league.

'If they manage to beat all four, they are allowed to challenge the Champion for their title. The Champion is the current best Trainer in the world. However, there are other ways people have developed to bond with their pokemon, most notably Pokemon Contests. Contests are different from Leagues in that they focus more on the beauty of an attack, rather than its power. There are various rules, but I won't go into that. Are you with me so far?"

"Makes some sense. Though I would like to know more about these 'attacks'."

"Well you came to the right place! … Or rather crashed into it… anyway, as a Pokemon Professor I study these creatures in order to learn more about them. But that's getting a bit ahead of things, you see, here in the world of Pokemon, future Trainers and Coordinators begin their journeys at the age of ten, coming to Pokemon Labs like this one in order to get their starter pokemon. The type of Pokemon varies depending on the region. The starter they choose goes with them on their journey as their first pokemon partner."

"Wait a second, you people let ten year olds galavant about the countryside by themselves with nothing but a 'Pokemon' for protection?"

"Erm, … yes."

"... Alright, continue."

"Right! Anyway, The starter pokemon generally are one of three types, Water, Fire, and Grass. Though as I said before, the kind of pokemon offered depend on the region. Each kind of pokemon has a different move set, or kind of attacks they are capable of using. These attacks, if they could be accomplished by humans, would be considered super powers."

"Oh, so kind of like Devil Fruit powers, but without the inability to swim."

"I have no idea what you are talking about, but sure. I'll try and give you a bit more information on types and such…"


One Hour and Many Questions Later…

"Ok. I think I get it. Every pokemon has a different type, different types can use different moves more or less effectively. Pokemon evolve after becoming stronger, gaining the ability to learn more moves. Some types of Pokemon can evolve up to two times, while some do not evolve at all. Certain kinds also have different forms that can be accessed under certain conditions without evolving. People catch pokemon by throwing Pokeballs at them while they're weak or with their permission. Pokeballs do not work on pokemon that have already been captured. A trainer can choose to release a Pokemon at any time, and released pokemon can be caught by other trainers."

"Pretty much yeah."

"Alright, can I go now? God knows what kind of trouble my idiot Captain has gotten into by now."

"Well, not just yet. I have a few things to give you first. Follow me." Stated Birch, leading Sanji into the next room, which certainly seemed more like a lab than the room they'd been in before, and was lined with complicated equipment, a metal table sitting in the middle of the room. He rifled around in some drawers until he found what he'd been looking for, an odd cardlike black and gold device, a handful of those weird expanding marbles known as pokeballs, and a small black spiral notebook with a pencil sticking out of the spine. He held up the black and gold device. "This is a pokedex, it contains information on everything currently known about pokemon in it. It's also your ticket into signing up for contests or leagues. Going on a Pokemon journey is your best bet to find your friends, Trainers and Coordinators can get quite a bit of attention, and attracting attention makes it more likely for your friends to find you. All I need to do is… Oh. Um, this is embarrassing, uh, what is your name?"

"Sanji."

"Er, what's your last name?"

Uh oh. Wait, that could work…

"Prince." he stated after a moment's hesitation that went unnoticed by the Professor.

"Alright! Here you are!" Birch finished messing with the device and handed it to Sanji. "I also uploaded a few maps of the Hoenn and Sinnoh regions, since you have no experience with the area. Here are a few pokeballs," He handed Sanji the pokeballs, which like the pokedex before them, disappeared into his pocket. "And here is this." He gave Sanji the spiral notebook, which he received with a confused look. "Storebought pokemon food is never as good as homemade, there are a handful of recipes in there, along with plenty of space for your own. It's also got a few pokeblock and Poffin recipes in there as well."

"How did you know I was a chef?"

"You talk in your sleep. Loudly."

"..."

"Back on topic," Birch continued, producing three more pokeballs. "Since you landed in my yard, I feel a bit responsible for you. So go ahead and pick one of these Hoenn starter pokemon:" He pressed each of the three pokeballs, releasing three pokemon in a flash of red light. "Meet Treecko,Torchic, and Mudkip!" he said with a grin.

The first pokemon reminded Sanji of a gecko, with yellowy eyes, green scales, a red underbelly and a darker green tail.

The second pokemon was a little orange chick. It quite literally looked like a flaming baby chicken.

The third was obviously some kind of fish thing, mostly blue with a dorsal fin on it's head and two smaller orange fins on its cheeks. It kind of reminded Sanji of a puppy, especially when it began chasing it's tail fin, earning an exasperated sigh from Treecko and a sweatdrop from Torchic.

'He really is an idiot.' stated Treecko.

'You have no idea.' Torchic replied.

Sanji blinked. Did those multicolored anthropomorphic animals just talk? With actual sentences?

"Uh, Professor-san? Didn't you say Pokemon could only say their species name?"

"Yes, Sanji-san, though there is evidence that those simple phrases hide an incredibly diverse language system. Why?"

"I think I can understand pokemon speech." Sanji replied, mentally noting that this was most likely the weirdest thing he had ever said.

"What?! That's amazing! I've only heard of a few pokemon who could use human speech, and even fewer humans who could understand pokemon speech! You are quite the prodigy!"

"Yeah, no." Sanji stated. "I'm just guessing, but I'd say it has more to do with the weird hole in the sky that got me here in the first place. From what I can tell, it was probably a portal to an alternate dimension. Maybe even another planet."

'You're from another planet? COOL!' yelled the Mudkip excitedly. Yup. Definitely like a puppy. Maybe even Luffy.

'Alternate dimensions? Other planets? What are you, an alien?' Treecko frowned. 'Your eyebrow sure is weird enough.'

"Alright, I am definitely not picking you now." Sanji retorted to the grass type.

'Hm! Surprising! I didn't actually believe you could understand us, though I suppose I was wrong about that. Nice to meet a human I can actually hold a decent conversation with, Sanji-san.' the Torchic commented politely.

The mudkip had gone back to chasing its tailfin again.

'Idiot.' the remaining two pokemon stated.

Birch was still fangirling about Sanji's ability to understand pokemon.

("Ohmygoshthinkofthescientificimplications!It'sjustsoCOOL!")

"Hey Professor-san." Sanji called, interrupting Birch's rant.

"Hmm?"

"I think I'll pick the Torchic."

"Oh! Alright then. Here's his pokeball. By the way, I'd suggest heading over to the Sinnoh region first, I'm almost positive a few of the other lights went off in that direction."

'Really? You picked me?' the Torchic questioned, sounding rather surprised. Treecko looked a tad jealous, and Mudkip was totally oblivious. Birch zapped the both of them back into their pokeballs.

"Well that Treecko insulted my eyebrow, and that Mudkip wasn't exactly that intelligent."

'You have a point there.' the Torchic replied, nodding.

"By the way Sanji-san, as a word of advice, Sinnoh may be your best bet of getting back home as well."

"How so?"

"You see, there are a handful of extremely rare super powerful pokemon in the world called Legendary Pokemon, at least three in every region. Sinnoh has two who may be able to help in your situation, Dialga and Palkia, the pokemon of time and space, respectively. If they can't help you, I'm not sure who can."

"Alright, so head to Sinnoh, find my friends, then find a couple of legendary pokemon. Shouldn't be too hard."

"Oh! I almost forgot, I haven't explained pokemon centers yet! If your Torchic there or any other pokemon you catch get injured, take them to the nearest pokemon center. They're pretty hard to miss, they're generally larger buildings with a red roof and a pokeball sign. You know, I probably ought to just give you a field guide. Hold on a second…"

"... Is he always this disorganized?"

'Pretty much, I've been here for about a year now, so I know him pretty well. He loses things a lot, and gets off topic rather easily. If his assistant didn't work here, he'd most likely be unable to find anything. By the way, I can help you with most basic information about pokemon; and though I'm sure that the field guide will have more information than I do, I can give you a good amount.'

"Thanks then, Torchic-san. By the way, do you have a name? I can't just keep calling you Torchic-san all the time."

'Actually, I don't have a name. Though most trainers give their pokemon nicknames, wild pokemon distinguish each other more on smell and little details the majority of humans wouldn't catch.'

Sanji raised his eyebrow, "Then I suppose I'll have to give you one."

'Make it a good one, I don't want to have a stupid name.'

Sanji laughed slightly, he was glad his choice was turning out to be a good one.

"AHA!" Birch exclaimed, coming back with a book and a backpack. "Here you go! I found a few more things that might be useful as well and put them in here." he gestured to the backpack. "Well! Looks like you're all set! Go ahead and give me a call once you get to Sinnoh, I'm certain your travels will be quite interesting."

"Right. Thanks again Professor-san." he gave a slight wave as he strolled out of the lab, the black backpack slung over his shoulder and the Torchic following close behind. After about five or six minutes of walking in silence, only stopping so Sanji could check the map, the Torchic decided to attempt to start a conversation.

'So,' he began. 'You're really from another world?'

"From what I can tell, yeah, though I'm not exactly sure how I ended up here. Or fell from the sky."

'You seem pretty calm for someone who randomly ended up in another world with no explanation.'

"Well, in all honesty, I've seen weirder."

'Seriously?'

"I've sailed up a mountain, been eaten by a whale the size of a mountain, seen giants, helped stop a war, gotten blasted up into the sky, sailed on clouds, been to an island in the sky, helped defeat a guy who called himself a god, crashed down from the sky with help from an octopus, helped completely destroy a secret government organization and an island, sailed into supposedly haunted waters, met a talking singing skeleton with an afro who later joined the crew, had my shadow stolen by a giant dracula wannabe, fought zombies, fought a guy who could make himself invisible, and fought a giant beast that made most giants look tiny, nearly died because of sunlight before I got my shadow back; all while sailing in a sea with unpredictable weather and a total lack of normal logic." The Torchic stared at him with wide eyes. "Like I've said. I've seen weirder."

'You and your crew must be something else if you lived through all that. I honestly wonder what a legendary could have done in order to survive that. What are they like? … did you say you have a skeleton on your crew?'

"His name is Brook, and yes."

'How did that happen?!'

"It's a long story."

'Well, we have nothing better to do.'

"Alright then Kasai, I'll tell you."

'Who's Kasai?'

"You."

The newly dubbed Kasai grinned, well, as well as a creature with a beak could grin.

'My name means fire? Awesome!'


Did you like it? Sanji in character? Any questions or concerns?

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