Transformation #2
Pokémon #261: Poochyena
Chapter Rating: K+
(Character "Death")
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"ALISHA! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"I'm right here mom!" I said, rolling my eyes. In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm Alisha. I'm about your average height, weight, blah blah blah. I'm really not all that social, so I never really cared that much about my appearance. Mom does though, so I usually humor her. The only thing I do care about is that I'm blond, and therefore, people assume I'm stupid. Oh, it's so much fun proving them wrong.
"Sorry honey. Can you please help me set up the tent?"
Yup, we're camping. I'm still not entirely sure how I got roped into this, but I may as well try and enjoy it.
"No Mom, I'm supposed to be watching Robin and Mike, why don't you ask Dad?" I said, "Speaking of which…" I trailed off and started looking around for our family pets. A few moments later, I saw them running around in the forest a little bit away.
"MIKE! ROBIN! COME HERE!" I called. I watched the two immediately stop and perk up their black ears. The next thing I knew the two of them were on top of me, licking my face.
"Hey hey hey, calm down guys!"
"YENA!" they started yipping in response. Eventually they calmed down enough where I could wrestle the two excitable bite pokémon off of me. I looked down and petted both of them. I could still remember when they were just nutty little poochyena. They seemed to have fallen in love with one another and I was pretty sure that they would end up mating at some point. Of course, this was all speculation, seeing as I have no idea what they're saying, but based on body language…
I was torn from my thoughts when Robin started growling and sniffing around a tree. "What's wrong girl? Did you find a wild pokémon nest?" I asked.
"Yena." she growled, nodding a bit.
"Well, don't make them angry. I don't want ANYONE getting hurt. You or them. Okay?"
"Mighty." barked Mike, nosing Robin away from the direction the scent was coming from. I smiled, proud that my – err, our family's pokémon understood us so well. I guess it does kind of help that we've had them pretty much since they could walk as little poochyena.
"Alisha! Tent is ready, come help set up the fire pit. Get the mightyena to dig out the hole. We need to get the fire going for lunch." Dad called.
"All right Dad. We'll be right there." I called back. "Let's go you two. It's almost lunch time." I told the pair of pokémon. I lead them over to the rest of the family, and had them dig out a shallow hole for the ashes of the fire pit. We had hotdogs. Yes, the mightyena ate hotdogs too. After lunch I decided to do some exploring. I could only barely remember the last time we were here…
"Mom, Dad, I'm gonna go explore some." I said.
"Okay, have fun." Mom said.
"Take the pokémon with you, they can help make sure you don't get lost." Dad said.
"Okay, come on you two." I said and they hopped up from being curled up with one another next to the fire. I really had no idea where I was going to go, so I just picked a direction and started walking. After a while, we came to a cliff. I almost fell off because I was wrapped up in my own thoughts, but Mike grabbed, well, bit my pants and pulled me back.
"Thanks Mike. That was close… I really need to pay more attention, huh?" I said. I could have sworn though I saw Mike roll his eyes when I said that. "Wow…" I said, gazing out over the side of the cliff. "This is a wonderful view." It was beyond words. I could see about 5 mountain peaks, all covered in trees. I know it doesn't sound like much, but trust me, it was beautiful. We decided to stop here for a break, and enjoy the view for a little bit. I sat and watched the mightyena play with one another. I don't think I will ever get over how such big and serious looking pokémon can be so playful.
"Hmm…" I said, looking a tree near the edge of the cliff. 'You know,' I thought, 'I bet the view from up there would be incredible.' I walked over to the tree and pushed on it to make sure it was stable. Robin and Mike both took notice of me at this point and decided to come see what I was doing. I had started to try and get to the lowest branch, I could reach it, but was having a bit of trouble pulling myself up. That is until I felt one of my furry friends pushing up from beneath me. I looked down to see Robin trying to get underneath me.
"Thanks girl" I said, letting her help me up to the branch. I started climbing when all of a sudden I heard whining. It sounded more like Mike than Robin, I wondered what was wrong. I didn't have to wait long to find out…
"CHUU!" There was a Pichu hiding up in the tree! I zapped me and itself and we both fell from the tree. It had knocked itself out with that attack. I grabbed it to protect it from the short fall. I heard a pokémon howl, it sounded like Mike, but it was rather far away. I then joined the Pichu in the bliss of unconsciousness.
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It was dark. So very dark. I couldn't see anything. I should have been panicking, but I was oddly comfortable. It was warm, and cozy. I felt the need to shift my position, so I did. Then, almost as if someone threw a switch, I needed out. I couldn't breathe, so I started thrashing about. I felt the walls of my prison give way, and I poked my head out and gulped in fresh air. A few moments later, I decided to have a look around. I opened my eyes, and I will never forget what I saw next. Me.
My body wasn't exactly in good condition either. My legs were both at angles I'm pretty sure the human body isn't supposed to be able to manage. My back looked as if I had broken my spine, and my hair was dyed red with blood coming from the back of my head.
"Wha?" Was all I could manage to say. I was in a state of pure shock at the moment. If that was my body, what the heck happened to me? I saw my arms get pushed aside all of a sudden, then I remembered, the Pichu! Thankfully, it crawled out of my body's arms. It looked at my body and then started to cry.
"WHAAAAAA! Please wake up lady! PLEASE!" After a few minutes of crying and shaking my body, the Pichu gave up and cried harder. 'Wait,' I thought, 'Since when do pokémon speak English? Well, maybe it can understand me then…'
"It's okay little guy." I choked out.
The Pichu looked at me. It almost looked like it was going to laugh. "Little one? I'm 3 years old, thank you very much! I'm almost ready to be a Pikachu! I think that makes me older than a little hatchling! Thank you anyways though. I appreciate the thought."
Wait, hatchling? I was about to look myself over to get it over with, but the Pichu started talking again.
"I didn't mean to kill her, you know." he, at least I think he was a boy, said. "She scared me. I know she didn't mean to either, but I instinctively shocked her, and we both fell from all the way up there."
I gulped and looked up. We had missed the ground, obviously now, and fallen all the way down off the cliff. Looking up, I'm surprised there was as little damage to my body as there was.
"But I'm not dead… Well, kind of I think…" I said, not really thinking.
"What?" the Pichu said.
"I was the girl who you shocked."
"No way. You're a Poochyena. I shocked this girl here."
"I know that. I remember scaring you though, and falling. And then nothing…"
Pichu just stood there for a few minutes with a confused look on his face. Well, at least our chat solved the problem of what I turned into. A Poochyena huh? Maybe I could get Mike and Robin to adopt me?
Pichu sat bolt upright all of a sudden. He blurted out "Predators! Running now, BYE!" and took off. I tried to move to chase him, but tripped trying to get the rest of the way out of the shell of… my egg.
"I smell her scent over here Robin!"
Wait, Robin? That could only mean…
"MIKE! ROBIN! HELP!" I called out as loud as I could.
"Over here!" I heard another voice. It must have been Robin. Funny how I could tell their voices apart now that I was a pokémon. Soon enough I saw Robin poke her head through some bushes into the clearing where I was.
"Oh my Arceus!" Robin said.
"What is it Robin?" asked Mike.
"Guys help me… I'm so scared." I said, tears coming to my eyes.
Mike leapt into the clearing with Robin and me, and immediately seemed to pale, as much as a Mightyena could pale anyways.
"No…" he muttered. "No. We were too late…"
"Please help me guys. I'm scared." I said again. This time they looked at me.
"What's wrong little one?" Robin asked, teary eyed from seeing my dead body.
"It's me, Alisha! I'm so confused. I remember falling, and then… I woke up here, in this egg. AND I'M A POKÉMON!"
"What?" Robin asked, apparently dumbfounded. "You're Alisha? No, Alisha's body is there, you can't be her."
"But it is me! Come on Robin! I don't know what's going on! I'm scared!" I began crying like the newborn my body was, sobbing uncontrollably. "Please, you have to believe me! I'm not supposed to be a pokémon!" It was at this point that brain decided to cease functioning. I simply blacked out.
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I woke up on my bed. "Oh thank god it was just a dream." I thought aloud and sighed.
"What was just a dream little girl?" a voice said.
"Oh I dreamed I fell off a cliff, died, and woke up as a Poochyena. It was really -" I stopped as I recognized the voice. It wasn't mom. It was Robin. I looked down at myself, I was still a Poochyena. I started crying again. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it. It was like my body was affecting my behavior.
Robin jumped up on my bed with me, and began to comfort me the best way she knew how; cuddling me and licking my face. I found it oddly comforting.
"Well, now that you're up, I guess I might as well explain what happened while you were out." I nodded my head, still crying gently. "Well, after we found you it wasn't too long before your parents found us, they were following us to you after all. They had about as much of a mental break down as you did when you discovered you were a pokémon. Except it was over your death. We managed to bring you home with us that day, since the camping trip was called off since you died. Your parents have been pretty much in hysterics ever since we all got back."
"Where are they now?" I asked, curious.
"I think they're in the living room…" She paused for a moment, listening. "Yup. The living room. Would you like to see them?"
"I think I can walk, thank you." I said and tried to get up. I failed. Miserably. I couldn't even hold my front end up of the ground for more than about thirty seconds. "What's wrong with me?" I said, starting to cry again.
"Hush now," Robin said, "You may be a teenager mentally, but this body is only a day and a half old. You expect the muscles to develop that quickly?" She then picked me up by the scruff of my neck, that was a strange feeling, and brought me into the living room. She put me down on my Dad's lap, who then looked down at me. Dad picked me up and started doing that whole 'baby voice' thing.
"Aww, who's the widdle cutie?" I almost gagged. Then my stomach growled. "Aww the widdle baby's hungry!" Dad then put me down on the couch and went to the kitchen.
"Well, I'm glad I could at least take their mind off my death for a little bit at least." I said, mostly to myself.
Mike chuckled. "That is a good thing."
Dad came back in with a baby bottle. I groaned, I wasn't going to enjoy this. Dad picked me up and put the bottle in my mouth. To my surprise the formula actually tasted pretty good! Before I knew it the bottle was empty and I was over his shoulder, he was burping me. I turned my head and licked his cheek. I could get used to this I guess.
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A year has passed. My parents have moved on from my death. I still sleep on my old bed every night, in hopes that they get the hint, but no luck so far. I'm living a happy life as the newest member of Mike and Robin's little family. Maybe I'll even have some brothers and sisters sometime soon!
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FIN
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