Working title: A Lustrous Phenomena, Catalyst to Which a Cavalcade of Peculiar Occurrences Commence Their Repeated Instances. (Ridiculously long, I know, but I'm feeling especially verbose tonight.)
Okay; I know I haven't updated in a century,-(In fact, I've been working on a third, considerably more mature story in the background. I'm purposefully evading the rewrite of that first story, in case you didn't already figure it out)-but here we go. I'm not 100% confident in how well-written this part of the story is, but bear with me.
~Chapter the First~
The next morning…
Professor Oak's Perspective
"*Yaaaaawn…*" I announced my awakening with a loud yawn, thumping down the stairs to prepare myself a pot of coffee for the morning rollcall.
"Hey, keep it down will you?" May moaned groggily, sitting up from the couch and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"Oh, I didn't know you all stayed here overnight! If I'd know that, I would have prepared you the guest rooms!" I apologized politely.
"This is pretty comfortable, actually…" Brock added, getting out of a densely packed puffy recliner.
"I was just going to do a roll-call on Ash's pokemon…*Yawn*…Do-" I began.
"Sure!" Max exclaimed eagerly, bolting upright and sprinting to the doorway. Everyone sweatdropped.
"Let me have my coffee first…In the meantime, you can go up and check on A-"
"DRAAAAAA!" Something screeched loudly from Ash's room. All of us, now fully awake, stormed up the stairs and whirled open the door.
In all my years of being a professor, I've never even heard of an event like this.
Lying right where Ash had been not a day before, was a black Drapion. Everyone yelped in alarm, and Misty Scooby Doo-hopped right into Brock's arms at the sight of the massive bug.
"W-what…how…" I stuttered, too shocked to create coherent sentences.
"W-where is Ash? Why is there a black Drapion in his bed?" Brock asked incredulously.
"D-drae! Dra! Drapion! (I-I'm Ash! Me! Right here!)" He exclaimed, but only Pikachu understood him.
"P-pi? Pika pikachu? (A-Ash?Why are you a Drapion?)" The electric rodent exclaimed in alarm, and noticed something around my midsection-my pokeball belt.
The mouse tugged on my pant leg, jumping onto the bed and grabbing a ball off of Ash's belt. He shook it at me and pointed repeatedly at the Drapion.
Realizing what Pikachu meant, I became wide-eyed in astonishment. "A-ash? Pikachu, are you trying to say that this Drapion is actually Ash?" I asked weakly. He rolled his eyes and threw up his pincers, as if to say "Finally, he gets it!"
"Are you saying…that that weird light turned him into that…thing?" Misty asked incredulously.
The scorpion seemed to take offense at the term, and screeched angrily.
"I'm assuming that Ash doesn't like to be called a 'thing.'" I observed. He nodded in affirmation, hopping off of the bed and shaking the floor slightly as he landed. "And I wouldn't recommend getting a giant scorpion angry, even if he is-supposedly-Ash."
He edged is way through the group-which wasn't a problem, as we got out of his way out of fear rather than courtesy.
"Where does your 135-pound giant scorpion-" Max began.
"Anywhere it wants to." Everyone interrupted deadpan. The boy crossed his arms in a huff, and suddenly noticed the black scorpion going out into the field. He quickly sprinted down the stairs, going out after him.
Oak's Laboratory Field
Bulbasaur's Viewpoint
I narrowed my eyes at the suspicious black Drapion that had just entered the field, with that one other boy…what was his name?
Max! That's right, it was Max. But that scorpion…
*All "poke-speech" is translated for reader-as well as writer-convenience from this point forward*
"And who might you be?" I asked insistently, walking toward the two. The boy made to pet me, but I pushed his hand away with a vine.
"Ash."
"Ahahahahah-Taurosshit." The herd of thirty said bovine raised their heads, glaring at me, and I smiled sheepishly in return. "Eheheh…no offense intended, guys. But Ash is a human. Tell me your real name, Drapion."
"Bulbasaur, you really think I'm lying? You can ask me again and again, but the answer will always be the same. If you don't believe me, look at me with a straight face and tell me I'm lying." He explained, surprisingly calm for a species like him.
I reluctantly looked him in the eyes. Strangely, they looked exactly…like his trainer's? I mulled over the possibility, thinking that maybe those flowers I ate were gracideas, and I was just hallucinating. I then discounted that possibility, seeing as how its hallucinogenic effects didn't occur so long after ingesting them.
Thinking of no other explanation, I closed my eyes, ending the staring contest as I glanced at the ground and sighed in resignation. "I…I can't. I can't prove you aren't him, though I still don't believe you're him." I replied.
"Hey, who's the new guy?" Gliscor asked, gliding onto a nearby tree branch.
"Ash." The shady scorpion replied simply. The FlyScorpion stared at him for a long time, suddenly bursting out into laughter.
"GAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! Yeah right, like I'm gonna believe that! AHAHAHAAAA!" He taunted, falling out of the tree and rolling around on the ground. Eventually, he stopped laughing. "Ahahaha…aha…ahaha…aha. Well then." Both the scorpion and I sweatdropped at the change in his tone. "Quit joking. Who are you?"
…
Kricketots.
"Oh my god you're serious." He deadpanned. "H-how…b-but…but, but…" He spluttered, eye twitching.
"That doesn't make any sense!" He burst out. "How does a human just up and turn into a Drapion?"
"Why are you yelling?" Torterra bellowed angrily, tromping over-and pausing as she noticed the unfamiliar quadrupedal insect. "Who-"
"Ash…maybe." Me and Gliscor deadpanned simultaneously.
She blinked, stepping back slightly. "Wait, what? And what do you mean, maybe?"
"Well…he says he is, and his eyes kind of look like Ash's, but there's really no way to prove it."
"So…you're trusting a Dark-type based on the honor system? And the color of his eyes?" She asked skeptically, tilting her head to the side.
"Ash? If you're out here, breakfast is ready!" May called from the patio. We blinked, and the second we opened our eyes again we noticed the black Drapion sliding the patio door closed as he entered the lab. Everyone sweatdropped.
"He's Ash, all right." The Torterra deadpanned.
"What was that about Ash?" Bayleef exclaimed excitedly, dashing out of the nearby patch of trees.
"Just missed him." Bulbasaur answered simply. She hung her head, leaf drooping disappointedly.
"Don't fret, I'm sure you can attempt sexual assault on him soon enough." Torterra deadpanned. Everyone except Bayleef snickered, and the plant grew red from embarrassment.
She chuckled heartily. "Don't think I can't tell. And from the look on your face, I can also tell that you're jealous about your competition?"
"Yeah, at least four o-"
"Ehehehey! I never knew Ash was so popular with the ladies!" Gliscor commented, interrupting her. "So, do we know who?" He asked curiously.
"I never knew you were such a gossip, Gliscor." Bulbasaur commented jokingly. Nobody appeared to hear him.
She sighed. "Hmm…Well, there's Misty." I rolled my eyes, expecting her to be on the list. "I suspect May and Dawn…" Gliscor scratched his head, and Torterra snorted incredulously.
"Please, if Dawn were into Ash, she'd be acting way differently around him." The dinosaur commented skeptically.
"And…eheheh, this is going to sound pretty far-fetched…but-"
*Scene Flip*
Alto Mare
Narr: …Who didn't see that coming, huh? I asked.
Ash: I didn't!
Narr: Yes, well…you're Ash. I replied simply, as if that explained everything. (Technically, it did.)
Ash: And?
Latios: And that particular teenager is oblivious, dense, and direction-impaired.
*Pause*
Ash: Hey!
Latios: Thank you for proving my point.
Narr: …Wait, aren't you dead? I asked slowly.
Latios: Yes. Where are you going with this?
Narr: *Facepalm* Go away! I demanded.
-~RCTM~-
