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Naruto POV: I vaguely listened to Delia and Oak talk behind me as I sat on the tiled ground, staring at the map above me. I examined it closely as I attempted to think of a plan. Each plan I ran through in my head was quickly ruled out. Despite my little meltdown just now, I wasn't ready to give up, not nearly so.
"You were right, Delia." Oak whispered to the worried mother. He sounded incredibly serious. "He definitely has some damage on his head and I think that's causing some retrograde amnesia, but that's not what I'm curious about, he said he woke up in a forest?" She nodded, still looking at me.
I know the basics of sealing, maybe I could figure out how to recreate the Flying Thunder God Jutsu? No, I would never be able to do that. I don't even have a teacher. Wait, are there dealing masters here? Let's put that on the back burner for now.
"And only a couple of months before he goes off on his Pokémon journey." Delia seemed heartbroken. "Will he ever be able to go off on his journey , Samuel?" The white haired man shook his head. "I'm not sure, but that's actually what I want to talk to you about, going on a Pokémon journey for anyone is tough, especially so for someone Ash's age, and I don't know if he would have the proper knowledge to raise his Pokémon properly in his...uh...condition."
Maybe I could somehow infuse my Rasenshuriken with enough sage chakra so it has the destructive capabilities to cause a hole in space time? If I go through the hole it should theoretically lead to another universe, But I don't even know if I am in another universe. And the amount of power for that is something i never would be able to gather, at least not alone, maybe if I had all the sage chakra in the world.
"The damage I was talking about was on his neck, it seemed like it was pretty extensive." Ash's mother made a noise of confusion. "His neck? Wouldn't he have said something if he was in pain? And what does that have to do with his amnesia?"
Who knows, there might be some sharingan in this world. If I steal a sharingan from somebody, I might be able to use Kamui to teleport myself out of here...But that would mean stealing somebody's eye. And the chances it would even have Kamui are minuscule. And I don't know how to use it. And you need the eternal mangekyou to use kamui. And that's hard as shit to get.
"Well it could be connected to his memory problems because it could have damaged his brain stem, plus the neck is connected to the spine which has a lot of connections to the brain, but really Delia that's not what I wanted to tell you, his neck was-" She interrupted him again. "How did he even get a neck injury Sam? He's usually more careful. Professor Oak sighed, impatient. "He could have been climbing a tree and fell, I know he's a very good climber, but he might have gotten distracted by a Pokémon or something similar."
The technology in this place seems pretty impressive, maybe they have something that could help me? No I can't rely on that, and how would I even get a machine that could travel through worlds? That seems like it would be hard to buy, even if they have it. And it would definitely be well guarded, so I wouldn't be able to steal it in this body. Damn it! Why can't things be simple? My head is starting to hurt again.
"Why would he get distracted by a Pokémon though? All there is around here is caterpie and pidgey, and he's seen those a thousand times." Oak shrugged and said "I'm sorry, I don't have all the answers. Maybe a Pokémon pushed him, maybe he just lost his footing, or maybe he wasn't even climbing a tree. What I do know is that-"
That's when I chose to chime in.
"What's that word you guys keep using?" I turned my body to look at them expectantly, they seemed a little to surprised to answer at first.
"Umm, what word honey?" Delia asked me.
"Pokémon." I clarified. "What's a Pokémon?"
This time they both seemed flabbergasted. "What? You don't remember what a Pokémon is? That's remarkable!" Remarked Professor Oak.
"Yeah, what is it some kind of animal?" The two adults looked back and forth between themselves, looking for the other one to say something. Oak then sighed and started to explain, still looking very intrigued and surprised.(A feeling everybody seems to be having a lot of today.)
"My dear boy...Pokémon are a series of many different creatures of many different species that inhabit the world, they have wondrous abilities of all kinds that they use by accessing different types of their own energy they have within themselves. We call this energy aura." Oak helped me up and began to lead me over to a bookshelf.
"We humans have aura too, but only one base type. Pokémon are separated many ways, but mainly through the types of aura they posses. There's fire type, water type, ground type, electric type, gra-"
"Sounds a lot like chakra to me." I said to him, rudely interrupting the man. He seemed to be getting annoyed with constantly being interrupted, and said back to me "Yes, that is a word some ancient Alolan people referred to aura as. But it is odd that you are familiar with it but not the word aura, which you were taught in school."
I shrugged, "What do you want me to tell you, old man? I don't control the way my brain works." He now seemed amused, Delia? Not so much.
"Say you're sorry right this instant young man! That is no way to speak to someone who is trying to help you." She then smacked me on the back of my head, something that while I saw coming, I wasn't prepared for.
"Oww! Come on lady, don't do that! I have amnesia, who knows what else you might damage." She huffed and crossed her arms at me. I grumbled quietly and gestured for Oak, who was laughing, to continue.
"Anyway...Pokémon are generally about as intelligent as a 6 or 7 year old human, they would speak if they had the proper vocal cords, and they can usually understand what you say to them after a long enough time around humans. They come in all shapes and sizes, ranging from fifteen meters long, to .1 meters long. The only real thing that all Pokémon share as a common trait is the fact that they lay eggs. Except the Duosion line."
I took in all this new information, then I asked, interested, "Do you have any pictures? He nodded and grabbed a book off the shelf, opening it to a random page. What I say truly amazed me.
The book he gave me held a dozen Pokémon on each page, I saw creatures of all shapes and sizes that inhabited this word, from huge fire breathing dragons to tiny turtles with twigs growing out of their backs! I saw boulders with arms, weird green and white ninjas, and is that a floating keychain? I flipped through the pages like I ate through ramen, by that I mean, really fucking fast.
What I didn't notice was Delia smiling at Oak, them being able to relive the same experience with a much younger Ash, when he was three years old.
"How many of these creatures are there?" I eventually asked them. He answers as if he was reading it out of a book, "There are currently 802 known Pokémon in the world, 45 of which are legendary. There are also a select amount of Pokémon that have two forms, Alolan and regular. All Pokémon also have a shiny variant which is-"
"Woah, woah. Slow down grandpa. You're gonna pass out from talking so fast. I guess you're really into all this Pokémon stuff huh?" I took pleasure in how his eye twitched when I interrupted him yet again. I did not take pleasure from Delia yelling in my ear, again.
"Ash Satoshi Ketchum!" She hollard into my ear canal. "You will treat your elders with respect! I don't care how hurt your brain is, I will not raise a rude boy!" I winced in pain but refused to react any other way.
Oak smirked at me either way, saying to me "Maybe that will teach you not to interrupt me, Ash." I stuck out my tongue at him. Something that Ash's mother hit me upside the head for. When she gave me a look I mumbled an apology at the Professor.
He smirked and nodded before and seeing my question. "Yes I suppose I am pretty, 'into all this Pokémon stuff'. After all, I am a Pokémon professor." He said it with incredible pride, clearly expecting me to be amazed. That was a joy I would not give him.
I simply said to him in the blandest tone I could muster, "Neat." Oak immediately face planted.
But he recovered quickly, standing to his feet and saying. "Yes well now that that's done with, there's something I've been meaning to say."
He turned to me "Ash, I'm not sure how to say this, but you shouldn't have healed from your neck injury."
I cocked my head "Whaddya mean I shouldn't have healed? Like should have been worse than it was?" Maybe me entering this kids body actually helped him?
He nodded. "Yes. I'm not a real doctor, but from what I can tell. There was a break in your neck, that seems to have healed."
My eyes widened in recognition. "People don't heal from broken necks, Professor." He shook his head gravely.
"No. No they do not."
Delia didn't seem to be following though. "Hold on, what are you saying Sam?" She asked her friend.
He sighed, clearly uncomfortable with saying it. "What I am saying, is that Ash here...broke his neck somehow, Most likely from falling off a tree, and he died, there is no possible way he could have survived his neck breaking."
Delia gasped, but all I could do was sigh.
It's just one thing after another, isn't it?
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