A Crossover to Remember
Chapter 1: Welcome to Nowhere
So… it's been a few years since my last major battle. Around 9, maybe 10 years. I honestly don't know. The world had once become so quiet compared to my arrival, but now the world's up in flames again. There was a time where there were no wars, no massive outbreaks, no hero work in any tiny bit of the world. Instead, we're hidden away like cowards. Waiting for the Corruption to pass. Staying safe. I want to help the world below, but to be completely honest, I too, fear for my life.
I've started to write in this journal as a way to pass the time. A record of everything heroic that I once done. Something to keep my memory alive, not that it really matters since this world, my world, is forever eternal. I will try to recreate my adventures as closely to my life as possible for anyone who happens to come across my journal.
Now, let's start off from the beginning.
My arrival in this world starts off pretty… strange, at least to whatever lucky creator reads this. I just… woke up in a dark, stone room. I had no memories before waking up, and only knew basic things. I knew how to read, how to talk, some basic understanding of things vital to life, ect. Other than that, I knew nothing.
There was a single wooden door within the room. It had a simple, rectangular design and a normal, spherical knob. I opened the door and the room was immediately consumed by a cloud of smoke. As I stepped outside, I noticed that the small little room that I was in was located atop a hill, and right below was a pathway leading to a burning town.
I rushed down the hill, wondering what was happening and began to sweat due to the heat. I still don't understand why I decided to dash toward the town, but maybe it was from just plain curiosity. I'm glad that I did though, because something happened that day. Something extraordinary
After arriving at the town, or at least piles of burning rubble made of what it used to be, I tripped on a bright orange object. It looked like a sphere with a spike coming out of the top and a flat cylinder at the bottom. I picked it up and put it close to my face to examine what it was. Just when it came close to my face, two blue eyes stared back at me.
I threw the object away from me, but its path in midair slowed rapidly until it came to a halt. Then, the orange object started glowing blue, its two eyes still staring at my pale body. Two lightning-shaped arms sprouted from its aura, and some text pops up behind it. The words read, "Rotom: The Plasma Ghost Pokemon."
The orange object, which I now know is Rotom, gazes over at me and tries to talk, but its voice ends up sounding static. They then realize the problem and grows a mouth, and tries again. "Hello," they said in a glitchy, robotic voice.
I just froze in place at the sound of something so… unnatural. Its voice was spine-chilling and corrupted that it was near impossible to make out what it said.
They continued to speak, "I'm Rotom. What's your name?"
I was speechless how to answer that question. I had no memory of my past and due to that, whatever I may have been called in the past, as well as everything else about me, are permanently erased from my mind.
"I don't know," I answered.
Rotom replied with a simple solution to be being nameless, which is of course, giving me a name. We began listing off some various names to call me. We came up with names like Void, Sword, Glitcher, Hero, Soul, Lightbringer, ect. However, out of all the names we came up with, we settled with "Stikfig." It was short and simple, and matched my appearance. I immediately became fond of the name.
After we came up with the name, Rotom told me some news. "There's something you might want to see at the edge of the town," they said. I asked them about the thing they wanted me to see.
"It's a group meeting, I guess," they replied. "It's about..." They stopped talking before they could finish the sentence. They pointed behind me with a dazed expression on their face.
I looked behind me and saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes, staring back at us before disappeared back into the shadows. I started to hear whispers, the ground became unstable, and the world began to waver.
From within the darkness, the eyes appeared again. More eyes started appearing around from within the empty void, until suddenly, they closed, leaving nothing but darkness.
A light shone above us, and three silhouettes appeared. One looked like a mushroom with feet, another looked like a bipedal turtle, and the last one looked like a plant.
The world shrank into a small arena littered with dirt, weapons, and an eerie blue liquid. The light faded, and the silhouettes attacked. I had no experience fighting prior to this, so all I could do was run. As I looked behind me, I saw that Rotom was dealing with the turtle by electrocuting it, but a few moments after, it started chasing me.
The other shadows started chasing me as well, and I started running even faster for my life. I passed by a floating exclamation point as I was running. I looked back and saw the shadows have almost caught up to me. I looked back in front of me and saw that I was about to hit a wall of one of the collapsing buildings.
I tried to come to a stop, but immediately had a head on collision with the shadows. However, due to the fact that my body is literally paper thin, I escaped, but at the cost of a minor head injury. I cannot, however, say the same for the shadows. They attempted to delay their collision with the wall ahead, but to no avail. Debris went flying everywhere as their bodies hit the flaming wall, which collapsed onto them.
As the shadows were crushed by the wall, the darkness around them faded, their eyes went from yellow to white, and color started to fade in from the empty void. The wall of rubble started to blow away like dust, and the bodies started to breathe.
Nightfall was approaching, so we set off on our path, and the whole time it was awkward, considering that we were carrying 3 unconscious bodies with us, one of them being just a mushroom with feet. By the time the moon had risen to its peak, we made it to a lever. Pulling it revealed a button, then a switch, then a string, which when pulled revealed a trapdoor which led to a room containing some books. The books were sorted alphabetically and revealed a model solar system with… you get the point.
After going through all that, another trapdoor opened up underneath us, causing our group, which consisted of a stick figure carrying 3 unconscious bodies, and a ghost who's arms look like lightning bolts, to plummet downwards. If you're wondering, "How did Rotom fall if they can fly?" then my answer to you is that they just got exhausted from trying to carry me.
After the fall, (and subsequent pain from said fall,) we arrive in a small room filled with all sorts of different people. There were snacks and games… but not much else was there. The place felt empty, like something was missing, and yet, it felt like a light in the darkness. It felt like a place where I felt safe.
The three "not shadows" woke up, and we looked around. Eyes were watching us from every direction. Faint whispers could be heard from the crowd. Rotom floats in front of us and says four words that will change my life of just one day forever.
"Welcome to the Resistance"
Hope you've enjoyed this glimpse into the world, "behind your computer screen." This is just a side project to pass the time during the war. Just don't think that this is the end. This is just the start of something new.