(Ah, here you are! I don't own pokemon, but I own one of those giant tubs of cookie dough. Review, and I will make cookies. This is gonna be fun to write next chapter... Hiromi's gonna kill somebody... Oh, and if anyone's read I Won't See You Tonight, you'll know these names. If you haven't, go read it; this will make more sense.
He was still holding them out. I grabbed one. "Yeah, I love cookies." He sat down, and looked apprasingly at my hair, (mussed), my clothes, (wrinkled), and my eyes (bloodshot). "So, who are you? And why were you in the tree?" I blinked. "My name's Lucida Saxon. Call me Lucy. And as for the tree, I really don't fucking know. I don't think I'm supposed to be here..."
Harley shrugs. "So where are you supposed to be?" I think. "Well, in New Jersey... but I got shot in the head, so I don't think I wanna go back there." He gasped. "What!?" I stand up. "I guess I can tell you. Just don't think I'm crazy."
Stunned, he gestured to Cacturne and Banette to get up. I began to walk, in the direction I hoped to be Slateport, and began to tell the story. "Okay, so... I come from a place called New Jersey. It's in another world, really. And in my world..." I hesitate to say it.
"Well, you're Harley. You're a character in a TV show. And pokemon's just a game." I waited, anxious to hear what he'd say. Harley shrugs. "Well, it must have been more than a game to you if you came here, right?" I'm stunned.
"You're taking this remarkably well." I observed dryly. He nodded. "This is my world. And that world is—was yours." I blink.
"You played this game, I assume?" I nod. "I know everything about it—and you." He gaped. "You live in this town, Slateport. You have five pokemon; Ariados, Octillery, Wigglytuff, Banette, and Cacturne. You've finished in two Grand Festivals; Kanto and Hoenn." He gapes still.
"Yeah... anyway, if you played the game, shouldn't your pokemon be here?" I gasp. "Yeah!" I raced towards Slateport. "Right. So, no waiting for me!?" Harley mutters. I didn't hear him.
I was already in Slateport. It was so different from the game. People were walking around, talking to one another hurriedly. I raced to the pokemon center. I ran right to the PC, ignoring everyone's stares. Fuck them, I had pokemon to get.
"Lanette's PC." I clicked on it hurriedly. "WITHDRAW POKEMON." I scroll through. "Oh my fucking god." They're all here. Azrael, Ichigo, Jet, Kalisha... I gape. All my Sinnoh pokemon are here too?! WTF? I sighed, and picked six.
Ichigo. She took me three years to catch; I have to get her back for that. I think. "Hmm..." I picked my Raichu, Shuka-Rin, my shiny Umbreon, Dresden, my Mew,
(I didn't intend to fight with Vita, just to hug the fuzzy little fucker), Azrael, my Glaceon, my Dragonair, Haushinka, and Zero, my Arcanine.
I ran out of the pokemon center. Harley was waiting outside. "So?" Fingers trembling, I opened Ichigo's pokeball. "So this." A red dragonlike bird... thing was floating in midair. "Ichigo?" I whispered. She looked at me. "Mommy!" She tackled me. I collapsed.
"Jeez, you're heavy." She was nuzzling me. "Mommy, mommy, I can feel you! Why are you here, mommy?" I sighed.
"I'll explain in a minute, babe." I released the others. I was about to release Vita when Harley gripped my hand.
"Don't. And call back Ichigo; Legendaries aren't supposed to exist with Trainers here." I nodded, still dizzy from meeting Ichigo. I nodded to her. "Sorry babe, I'll be quick." I raced out of Slateport. I could see Cycling Road. Bikers milled around it, chatting to one another, oblivious to my prescence.
"Oh, god." I hid behind a tree. "Harley!" I hissed. He sweatdropped. "You look like a spy." I rolled my eyes. "Nevermind that!"
I opened everyone's pokeballs again. Azrael materialized sitting primly. Ichigo did a flip when she saw me. Haushinka, upon release, curled around my neck. Zero sat at attention when he was called. Dresden barked happily. Shuka-Rin nuzzled me, purring, "Rai-rai!" And then Vita. The flippy little kitten creator floated before me.
"It figures." She muttered. "I get the trainer who ends up here." And then she hugged me, so I really don't think she cared much. Harley was staring in amazement. "How..." I turned to him. "I told you it was a game in my world. Everyone of the Legendaries is catchable there." Actually, that had always bugged me. How, upon catching a Legendary, no one cared.
The respective Professor never wanted to see them, trainers were never amazed by them, and you were never regarded as amazing for catching one. Not anymore. I turned to Vita. "Honey, would you like to go see Birch?" She shrugged. "As long as they don't use my DNA for another experiment, fine." I winced. Now would not be a good time to tell her I caught Mewtwo.
But screw that. "Before we go..." I sat. "I need to feel you, make sure this is real." They looked at me, then nodded. I rubbed my hand across Vita's head. She was so soft. So real.
Ichigo had soft, downy fur. "Just like the pokedex data." I murmured. I ran my hand across Zero's muscular flank. His tiger stripes were bold and harsh. He woofed softly.
Azrael's fur was like touching soft, fluffy snow. I squeaked at the coldness. Haushinka had glossy blue scales. Her gems were warm and hard to the touch. Dresden had sleek, glossy fur, and his blue rings were warm to the touch. Shuka-Rin was sparky; my hair frizzed at bit when I touched her. I pulled back.
"Amazing. Okay, Harley!" I looked at him. "You wanna come with us?" He thought; stay with her? He hmmed.
"Well, no matter how much time you spent playing the game, this is my world. So yeah, I'll help you. But how are we gonna get to Littleroot?" I looked at Vita. "Can you teleport us there?" She nodded. We were surrounded by a pink orb, and then Cycling road disappeared.
We were in front of May's house. I could see the lab. I ran right towards it, and the others followed right after. Trees, very real trees, were passing me by. I couldn't help but be amazed still. It was so insane to see this, for real, like it was on earth.
I steadied myself to find Birch sitting on the roof of his lab, fixing something. Harley followed me. "Professor!" Birch slid off the roof, and jumped down. "Eh? Oh, hello, Harley. Who's this?" I introduced myself. "I'm Lucy Saxon." I released Vita.
"I was wondering if you could keep an eye on her." Birch stopped. And then he stared. "Oh, my god. Come in, please!" He pushed me inside, to the lab. "HOW did you get that?!" I sighed.
"Um... well, I'm not from here." I explained my story quickly. He didn't take it as well as Harley, who was watching this unfold with a bemused look on his face. "I AM NOT A GAME!!" I winced.
"Well, not here! Just in my world!" He calmed down slightly. "Okay. Okay. So, if you're as amazing as you say you are, show me your other Legendaries."
I winced, thinking of them. Gigantic Hiromi, my Rayquaza. Slithe, my Deoxys, Faris, my Mewtwo... "Sure, professor. But before I get them, does this lab have insurance?"
"What?"
"...Nevermind."
