So, this is generally something I'm writing on Akun. Just something I'm going for full blast, not putting much effort into and just in general having fun with. So don't expect much quality from this at all. Like, just look at this chapter, it's terribly written.
To clarify one thing. This is not a Self Insert. It's an OC Insert where the guys on Akun rolled - really really well by the way - for the abilities and traits of MC. They rolled absurdly well on his physical abilities and intelligence. Like, check this for this on the character sheet: They rolled a 99/100 on the intelligence roll, a like 90ish on the physical ability roll and another flat out max roll for fighting ability, while choosing a street rat background.
IQ: 188
Lifting Strength: 261 Pounds
Running Speed: 26.5 Mph
Martial Arts: Mixed Martial Arts(Master)
Anyway yeah, this guy is not me, nothing like my actual insert from Jordinio Version. And the guys on Akun basically choose this dudes responses to things.
My skin burned and itched irritably as I awoke. Yet, when I groggily blinked my eyes open with a groan, it was not to see the plain white ceiling of my bedroom, but to the blinding sun glaring down at me and dunes of golden sand rising up high above me.
I hissed, raising a hand up to cover my eyes from the blinding light of the sun and jolted up into a sitting position, 'What the actual fuck?' I gaped while looking around in utter shock.
I pinched my cheek, hard. Yet, all I felt was stinging pain from it. You can't feel pain in a dream, which means...this is real. I'm really in some desert. And, I don't feel like this is a hallucination, I feel like I'm fully coherent, if a bit groggy.
I sat there in the sand for a good few minutes in a daze, mind racing. I couldn't understand at all how I got here. I made sure my door and windows were all locked nice and proper before going to sleep in my apartment last night. And there wasn't any deserts anywhere near where I lived at all on top of that.
'No use just sitting here, my skin is gonna get burned to shit if I don't find some shade or something.' I shook my head. I was still clad in the same clothing I went to sleep in. And by that, I mean lack of, I'm only wearing a pair of comfy black boxers.
As I stood up though, something echoed faintly in my ears. The faint sound of voices, two of them. I turned towards where I heard them, and saw there was a large hill of sand in my way. 'Are these the cunts that put me here?' I thought. They better fucking hope they aren't, or they are gonna regret it, big time.
I made my way over and slowly made my way up over the sand dune, my feet sinking in with each step and the grains of hot sand sizzling the skin of my feet. The sand dune had to be at least twenty feet high, and when I got to the top I crouched down and peeked only my head over the top.
I found two men standing around a small red truck, both with cigarette's in their mouths, and some kind of large rectangular box sitting atop the bed of the truck.
I blinked as I took them in. Because...they were very familiar. And not as people I've met. They were bald men, with some weird half-moon shaped, black devices wrapping around their bald heads and covering their ears. Dressed in heavy duty black boots, black combat cargo's and red sleeveless vest shirts, with thick black gloves covering their hands.
'The fuck, they look like those guys from Pokemon Colosseum.' I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things. But nope, still looked the exact same. I'd recognise them anywhere. I've been a amssive pokemon fan for years, and the games taking place in the Orre Region were some of my favorites.
I remember my first time playing Pokemon fondly. It was a good seven years ago now. Some rich little bastard had been showing it off to his friends while I was digging through the trash for food, A Nintendo DS that is, the newest one on the market at the time. He'd pointedly made fun of me, so I beat him up, stole his clothes, his shoes, really anything he had of value on him. That Nintendo DS and the game that was in it, Pokemon Platinum got me through some rough times back then, my only source of comfort until the boss man picked me up and made something out of me. I'd been an avid pokemon fan since and did all I could over the years to get all the merchandise from it I could.
"Man, can you believe this?" One of the vest clad baldies took a puff from his cigarette and grinned at the other, "All we have to do is deliver this to the boss, and we get to keep these Shadow Pokemon! I've been trying to get my hands on a pokemon all my life and a monster like this just falls into my hands." he reached into the small back box hanging from his waist and my eyes widened as he pulled out a very familiar, tiny red and white sphere, with a click of a button, it enlarging into a full sized pokeball.
...What!?
"Right there with ya' mate!" the other sniggered, "And best of it is, we don't even need to train em' or raise em' or any of that crap. As long as we send em' out and got their pokeballs, they'll only listen to us and do whatever we tell em!"
'...No way!' I shook my head. This can't be real can it?
The first one laughed alongside his buddy, before finishing his cigarette and tossing it away with a flick of his finger, "Best thing that ever happened to me, I can't wait to go beat the shit out of some of those snobs in Phenac and steal their own pokemon with this guy!" he boisterously declared, before putting the pokeball back in the case after shrinking it, "First though, we better get this thing delivered to Gonzap nice and quick, otherwise we'll probably have to kiss them goodbye." he turned towards the truck.
...Gonzap. I know that name as well. It's the name of the big buff bald leader of Team Snagem from Pokemon Colosseum, the dude with the Shadow Skarmory and the crazy mustache that looks like a pair of wiggling tentacles.
The second of the two quickly finished his own cigarette, flicking it away like the first before following him back to the truck.
This all seems like a fever dream or something. It can't be real. But on the off chance that it is, no matter how astronomically slim that chance is, I can't let it slip me by.
Not to mention. I need their shit regardless, I'm stuck in a damn desert after all with nothing but my boxers and my testicles.
There was no time to come up with some smart plan. So, I waited until they were both opening the doors to the truck and then I made my move.
I sprinted as fast as I could down the sand dune towards the one with his back to me as he opened the door to the passenger seat.
Thankfully, because I was running on sand, my footfalls were more or less silent. And I was on him before he even knew what was going on, my fist caught him in the back of the neck and he gagged in surprise and shock. I spread my fist into wide open fingers, grabbing him by the back of his bald head and slamming him face first into the truck door with a loud bang.
He fell limp against the door, and while his partner gave a panicked shout of, "Biden!?" I was already moving, jumping and sliding over the truck bonnet and landing beside the other one.
His eyes widened as I landed in front of him, and his hand immediately went to the black box hanging on his waist. My fist swung up and caught him under the chin with a powerful uppercut and I heard his teeth clap together hard. A muffled scream left his now clenched teeth and his hands shot to his mouth to grasp it in pain, leaving him open for my second fist coming around to slam into his temple, dropping him into the sand with his eyes rolled up into the back of his head.
Panting deeply, I wiped sweat that had accumulated on my brow and stared down at the unconscious Snagem Grunt. Usually, I wouldn't be this brutal, or even this much of a cunt to just attack a random passerby because they had something I wanted. But, these guys are criminals, and unrepentant ones at that. Not only would they not have helped me if I came to them properly, they were likely to attack me instead if they were this guy below me crowed about how he was gonna steal from people in what I assume is Phenac City is anything to go by.
Quickly, before anything else, I started pulling the guys clothes off and slipping them on myself. He was full grown and a bit taller than me, but I was broader, so they fit pretty well.
In his pockets, I found a pair of car keys that I assume are for the truck, a wallet, a packet of cigarette's, a lighter, and an odd square shaped metallic device that opened up to show me a green screen.
'..This is one of those PDA things you use in the game right?' I mused, looking it over. It wasn't hard to work, and was pretty simple, it wasn't even password protected or something. It wasn't very high-tech though, as far as this one went at least, it only had two apps on it, an email sender and receiver, and a map.
Still, it'll be useful nonetheless.
When I was done looking it over, I made my way over to the other guy and stripped him of most of his stuff, though I left him with his clothes. I strapped his black box onto my belt so I had one on either side, and he had a PDA of his own, a wallet, and a multi-purpose tool that was basically a swiss army knife.
When I was done, I went to the front of the truck and leaned against the bonnet, taking the two most important things I'd gotten from the pair of unconscious bald men.
Two small shrunken red and white spheres. Pokeballs. Pokeballs that apparently contain Shadow Pokemon. 'But more that that...real live pokemon.' I looked down at the small spheres in awe. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest and my arms were trembling with excitement as my breath became fast and shallow.
I could have stared at the pokeballs for hours. But, I can't. Assuming these guys aren't suffering from fatal injuries, they'll wake up at some point, and I want to get out of dodge quick with my stolen shit.
I took one of the pokeballs into my right hand and copied what I saw the baldy do earlier, enlarging it in my palm. I swallowed heavily, before pressing the button on the middle and watching it click open, a flash of bright light shooting out in front of me.
I watched in awe as a physical form took shape in front of me, and when the light died down I found myself looking at a creature with a small yellow body and tail, four thin black legs, and four green wings jutting from its back.
"A..Vibrava!" I gasped, leaning back in not only awe, but utter disbelief. I mean. It's real, a real pokemon!
It let loose a growling snarl, breaking me from my awe induced gaping and I noticed it was glaring around with rage filled green eyes and was practically vibrating in spot.
'..Right, Shadow Pokemon.' I forced myself to calm down, I can fanboy later. Swallowing any nervousness, I crouched down and reached out, gently touching my hand to Vibrava's small head. It tensed, but didn't move, or even make a sound, and barely paid me any attention beyond looking around still.
...It was like it was looking for a fight.
You know, I thought the whole Shadow Pokemon thing was cool in the games. But looking at this Vibrava like this...I don't think I like it.
I love Pokemon. The dream of having my own one as a child was what kept me going when things got really bad. Having these powerful creatures to protect me, going on adventures with them, becoming like a family with them. It was my greatest desire when I was younger, until I grew up a bit more and learned that there was no such thing as a real pokemon.
So yeah, seeing Vibrava like this? It's turning my stomach.
"Don't worry buddy," I spoke up, trying to be as soothing with my voice as possible, "I'll get you fixed up." I know how to get rid of the shadow shit. I just need to go to Agate Village and summon Celebi.
In the game Celebi appeared when you had bonded enough with the shadow pokemon and cleared its heart guage completely. Or if you used a Time Flute.
I don't know anything about checking the Heart Gauge, because this isn't a game. But I do know where to find a Time Flute. The guy at Mount Battle has one, Vander I think his name is?
Vibrava looked up at me at my spoken words, looking into my eyes for a few moments, before resuming its previous actions, scanning the surroundings with glaring angry eyes.
I stood up after rubbing its head softly for a few more moments, before turning my attention to the other pokeball and releasing the second pokemon I had gained.
This time, when the light from the pokeball formed into shape, what I found myself looking at a dark spectre with a body like a ragged dress gently flapping in the wind and red beads around its neck. A Misdreavus.
Its glaring angry red eyes locked on to Vibrava's green and both pokemon began snarling at each other, twin auras of dark black energy surging around their forms.
"Stop!" I shouted at them on instinct as they prepared to lunge at each other.
Immediately they froze in place, before turning their glares on to me. "You guys are on the same time, you're both my pokemon, got it?" I ordered sternly.
A pair of grunts left them at my words and they turned to face each other again, holding each others gaze, before grunting at each other and looking away, the pair of them scanning the surrounding desert dunes for enemies I assume.
I eyed them for a few moments Before raising the pokeballs, "Alright, return." I said, pressing the buttons on the middle of the pokeball and firing twin beams of red light from both spheres. They hit both pokemon and they turned into red energy before being sucked up into the pokeballs.
When they did, a massive breath left me and I collapsed on the hood of the truck, grasping at my rapidly beating heart, "...Holy shit." I laughed in disbelief.
It was almost surreal. I had achieved my dream since I first played my first pokemon game. I'd somehow ended up in the Pokemon World. But...I've ended up in the shit hole that is Orre. That is just my luck.
...Yet, I can't wipe the massive grin from my face.
I lay there on the hood of the truck for a few minutes, just basking in the sun and playing with the now very comforting weight of the pokeballs in my hand. That is, until a thought occurred to me, "Oh yeah, these guys were transporting something weren't they?" I clicked my fingers and eyed the two unconscious bald men on either side of the truck.
I got up from the hood of the truck and made my way around to the back of it. I hopped up on it and looked over the large box. "Wonder what it is?" I mused.
It took a bit of fiddling, but I managed to unseal the front of it. And when the cover fell apart, my eyes went wide in shock once again at what I found staring back at me.
It was a mannequin. A silver human shaped mannequin, no clothing on it at all. Except for...the right arm. On it was a very familiar piece of black and red armour that stretched from the hand to the shoulder and flared out into a shoulder guard that wound around the chest, a bright gleaming diamond-like orb in the chest part.
The Snag Machine.
"Oh shit." I cursed. I've really done it now, haven't I?
It was tempting to head straight to Outskirt Stand. As far as the game went, it was the only place that I could buy pokeballs from if I remember right. But, instead, hours later, I pulled up in the main square of the small city known as Phenac City on the map of the PDA I'd taken from those Snagem guys.
Night had already began to fall, the journey had taken that long and I'm getting really hungry. The only money I had, were the pokedollars I had between the two wallets I stole. Four hundred and sixty. Not exactly a lot, especially if currency is like in the games.
'I need to find a place to stay and decide what I'm gonna do.' I thought as I closed the truck door behind me and locked it. There were plenty of people out and about, despite it already getting dark and Phenac being way too small to be called a city. It was more the size of a large village, or small town, its population couldn't be any larger than ten thousand.
My eyes strayed to the dark armour-like device slotted over my right arm and pectoral. The Snag Machine. Honestly, I really can't believe my luck. Both the good, and the bad. The Snag Machine is amazing, and having it has given me the way more options than I know what to do with, and if I play my cards right, I can become unstoppable. But at the same time, it's painted a massive target on my back. Both Team Snagem and Cipher will be after my head.
The only option then, was to get strong enough that neither could do anything to me. Which meant, collecting all the Shadow Pokemon I could. On the way over, I'd managed to have Vibrava and Misdreavus fly alongside the truck as I drove and more or less, had them show off their attacks for me.
Both of them had five moves apiece that I could recognise only because of being a high level fan that had seen every episode of the anime. Vibrava knew Sand Tomb, Screech, Crunch and Dragonbreath while Misdreavus knew Mean Look, Psybeam, Shadow Ball and Confuse Ray. And both of them, knew what I assumed to be Shadow Rush. It was a full bodied tackle while enhancing themselves in that dark energy from earlier when theyw ere about to start fighting before I put a stop to it.
Right now, I just wanted to find out how much it would cost me to find a place to stay for a bit and get some food. And hopefully find a good way to make money to keep myself afloat and alive.
"Excuse me." I called out to a passing woman
"Yes?" she paused and looked at me curiously.
I quickly asked her a series of questions. How much Pokedollars were worth being the most prominent, by asking her a series of questions of the average price of things at local stores. It seemed, for the most part though, Pokedollars were equal to actual dollars. After all, a bottle of water cost a couple, but not three hundred for instance.
She was able to point me out a hotel close by that was pretty cheap, a pawn shop, and while she didn't know any places that were hiring, she did helpfully let me know that if I had pokemon, the Phenac Colosseum gave out both a winning TM and item, and a cash prize, and the next tournament was three days from now.
'Phenac Colosseum huh?' I mused as I got in my truck and made my way towards where the hotel I had been told about was.
Jett Trainer Card
Name: Jett
Age: 15
Occupation: -
Funds: 460 Pokedollars
Pokemon: 2
Jett's Pokemon
Species: Vibrava (Shadow)
Gender: Male
Level: 30 (36)
Type: Dragon/Ground
Ability: Levitate
Relationship Gauge: 0/252
Attacks Known: Shadow Rush, Crunch, Sand Tomb, Supersonic, Dragonbreath
Species: Misdreavus (Shadow)
Gender: Female
Level: 32 (38)
Type: Ghost
Ability: Levitate
Relationship Gauge: 0/252
Attacks Known: Shadow Rush, Shadow Ball, Confuse Ray, Psybeam, Mean Look
You'll probably notice in the part showing off the Mc's pokemon that they have levels. This is because...this is taking place in not only Pokemon Colosseum, but the Manga-verse on top of that. The pokemon Adventure/Special manga to be specific.
Not only that, but you'll probably notice an extra higher level hidden between brackets next to their levels. This is because Shadow Pokemon in this, will actually be getting boosts as shadow pokemon, I'm making it that they're actually stronger than normal pokemon other than just getting a single new typeless attack. In general, a shadow pokemon gets a 1.2x boost in power and ability.
As for them starting pretty high levelled. Well honestly, I let them roll for the pokemons levels thay'd get the chance to get. On a pair of 1d30+2's. As you can see, they rolled really well. A full 30 on Misdreavus and 28 on Vibrava.
Anyway, shit quality as this is. Hope you enjoy it kek.