Author's Notes

Hello again! I saw that a few people did see this fan-fiction, (Though I like reviews,) and I decided to add another chapter! So... I herd you liek Mudkipz? ^^ This one's going to be set in the Pokemon World. Again, Pokemon belongs to Nintendo, but I'd add a Seviper evolution, at any rate.

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Kathy loved to ride her Bike. Ever since she got it, the various routes of Hoenn were ravaged by her brutal pedaling. It almost never failed her, but it was, along with with Kathy herself, responsible for getting the girl into this mess.

Just minutes ago, she was so steadily cycling along a newly-discovered road, when her Bike popped a wheel and she spun out of control. Kathy landed in a muggy little swamp, covered in bruises.

The said swamp was up to Kathy's knees as she slouched off her most trusted transportation device. Cursing under her breath, she inspected the hole in the tire. She found something purple embedded into the rubber and pulled it out. A Poison Barb? She wondered to herself. Too bad none of her Pokemon were the Poison type, it would've been pretty useful. Kathy tucked it in her Bag, and preceded to check her Pokeball belt. Her Noctowl would fly here out of this pathetic mess, and she'd be able to repair the Bike.

Her eyes widened in pure shock.

Here belt wasn't there, and that meant the issue was deepened by tenfold. It must've fallen out during her fall. Kathy, she scolded herself, how much of an idiot are you? Just couldn't tighten your belt in the morning, could you? She sighed, trying to look for where she fell from. A knot tightened in her chest as she struggled to make out anything through the dense fog. Kathy's breathing intensified as the full weight of her problem came crashing down on her.

She had to get out. Fast. It was nearing evening, according to her watch, and the wild Pokemon could be coming out very soon. She shuddered to think of what horrors they could inflict on a delicate human being. For example, a Beautifly never seemed dangerous to her, or to anyone, but if one were to use PoisonPowder on her...

Kathy was almost in a state of blind panic; she didn't do well in stressful situations. She flailed her arms, abandoning her precious Bike for once, and struggled to pull her leg out of the mush. Visibility was almost zero as it was, and with twilight fast approaching, her chances of survival were slim.

Kathy stumbled to a more compact place to stay the night, shivering out of nerves and cold. She curled into a ball and wept. Could anything get worse than it was?

A little Mudkip, blissfully unaware of what it could cause, crawled out of a small hole in the indecipherable mush, sensing the girl's misery. "Mud?" it asked.

Kathy jumped, and sighed in relief at the muddy Pokemon. This, at least, probably wouldn't hurt her, unless provoked. The Mudkip seemed to notice the change of attitude, and tried to jump on her as an act of friendly greetings.

There was a short span of time where Kathy felt a terrible pinprick of pain, presumably because of the Mudkip. It seemed that the orange stars near its mouth contained some defensive mechanism.

"Ow!" Kathy cried. "That hurt!" She glared at the Mudkip, who was puzzled by the second mood swing. Mudkips weren't used to such complex emotions. It cocked its head, and took a few tentative steps toward her.

Kathy was wary of it, after all, she had no idea what caused the sudden pain when the Mudkip lunged at her. Her hand was burning up, and she tried to calm the pain by soaking it with the squishy mud, on a whim. Oddly enough, it felt good. Too good.

Kathy drew her hand back, albeit slightly reluctantly. She was confused. She had always hated mud, too slimy, grimy, and with an unfortunate lack of the color purple, according to her. Why was it so tempting now?

She shook her head. The confusion deepened. How is it possible that I can feel so many feelings at once? I'm both sad and mad. Kathy was going to ponder this newfound mystery when she realized that she had known emotions so much more complicated just two weeks earlier, when she had gotten into an argument with her best friend, Ethan.

As Kathy thought more about it, forgetting the Mudkip in front of her, she realized that Ethan suddenly seemed so distant, like the whole incident belonged to another person. She was somewhat worried now. Why did she seem so... simple? Sure, she had never felt any desire to be the smartest girl in Pokemon School, but this was quite odd.

Kathy cut herself off from her own thoughts. They were getting hard to handle. Maybe just a quick rest... "Oh my God!" The girl's shrill squeal cut through the darkness, most likely waking a few less cordial Pokemon.

She had just discovered the fact that her entire hand was covered in blue-tinged slime. Kathy put two fingers against the thin, jelly-like coating, and slowly lifted them, as if to experiment with the disgusting stuff. None came off, as if stuck to her fingers.

If Kathy was breathing heavily before, it was nothing compared to what happened now. Her chest rose and fell even faster than a cornered Rattata. She was able to grasp, even with her simplified mind, that this wasn't right.

The slime was slowly crawling up the poor girl's arm, and at the very tips of her muddy fingers, light blue scales were forming, nails that were once painted pink disappearing. Kathy gasped and hastily went to feel her fingertips, but was distracted by two searing spiked balls of pain on her cheeks, bright orange and looking quite odd sitting atop her once-pretty face. What's going on? I think I'm turning into a stinkin' Mudkip...! Kathy could only make this out before her human memories and mentality left her altogether. As far as she knew, she looked exactly like the stunned critter standing next to her, not knowing she was still in the process of changing.

The slime (What else to call it?) had finished spreading all over her body, reaching under her clothes and coating her sticky face. Kathy- or, more accurately, Mudkip now, was shrinking rapidly, with a grin spreading from one spiked orange cheek to the other. Her toes and fingers now looked the same, having three welded together on each of four appendages. The female Mudkip now did feel a good bit of pain as she suffered through growing two huge fins, both almost as tall as the rest of her smooth body. The last transformation to go through was her eyes, now growing black and beady as they shifted across her face.

The first Mudkip, pleased yet surprised nonetheless at making a new friend, shook off the temporary stiffness and hopped clumsily over to the other of its species, once the girl so fond of her Bike.

"Mud?" it asked.

The new Pokemon replied back. "Mud-Mudkip."

The two blue Pokemon splattered off into the mud, the former girl knowing nothing of her past, and the original one befuddled, yet forgetting the events of that night to avoid complications.

Nobody ever did know the fate of Kathy McHavens.

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Author's Notes!

Er- I believe this one was better than the first, but I swear I'm giving some poor five year old nightmares, somewhere... Oh well! Please review, and also... Be sure to eat that pie, and ShinySeviper1 is OUT!