I heard someone calling out to me as the ringing in my ears faded away. I could feel myself laying in grass and dirt and I could feel the warmth of the sun on my skin. I open my eyes, squinting from the sunlight, as I slowly sit up. My entire body feels heavy and everything looks blurry.

"Excuse me, are you alright?" an elderly man asked.

My eyesight cleared up as I look to my right and I see an old Japanese man with gray-white hair and tan skin. He was wearing a white lab coat over a red polo-shirt and light brown khaki pants and instead of shoes he wore a pair of pink slippers. In his left hand he held a black cane.

"I'm sorry?" I asked.

The old man walked a bit closer and squatted next to me, his knees audibly popping as he bent down and he grunted.

"I said, are you alright. I saw something falling from my lab and I came as soon as I could," the old Japanese man stated, "I think whatever fell out of the sky knocked you on the noggin."

I think about for a minute as I look at my surroundings. It was a beautiful grassy field, full of tall weeds, grass, and flowers. In the distance I could see big thick trees that were standing so close together they looked like an impenetrable wall.

I look back at the old man and say, "I'm fine, but where am I?"

"Oh, dear. That's not good," he said while still squatting, "Are you able to stand?"

"Yah, but can you? You look like you're in a lot of pain," I said.

"I am actually. Please, help me up," he said, his body trembling.

I quickly stand up and I get the old Japanese man back on his feet. I could hear his knees popping as he stood straight.

"Thank you," he said as I held on to his arm while we walked through the grassy field.

As we walked, I could see a red, yellow, and white colored farmhouse with a white picket fence. Behind the farmhouse stood a large windmill. It wasn't even a normal large farm windmill it was one of those industrial, 600 feet tall, kinds of windmills and it looked like it was connected to the farmhouse. Behind the picket fence were several weird looking animals, they were cows and dogs, but they looked off somehow and I couldn't put my finger on it.

"I've been working here all my life," the old man said, "What do you think?"

"It's… nice," I said.

The old man laughed. "I assure you, it's more impressive inside."

"Oh, no, that's not what I meant," I said.

As we got closer, I saw a man run out of the farmhouse with a redhaired woman right behind him. The young Japanese man with brown hair was wearing a long-sleeved blue shirt and brown jeans and work boots. He resembled the old man a lot. The redhaired Japanese woman was wearing her hair in looped brains and on top of her head sat a hat with a pink plus sign on it and she was wearing a pink dress with a white apron and had on a pair of nursing shoes. She was most definitely not related to these two, maybe she's the young man's girlfriend? I let go of the old man so he could lean forward on his cane.

"Grandpa! Don't go running off like that!" the young man stated as he skidded to a stop in front of us.

The redhaired woman was panting more than the young man. Suggesting that she's more of an indoor person.

"I'm sorry Gary, my boy," the old man stated, "I just got so excited."

"How are your knees," the redhaired woman asked, having finally caught her breath.

"They hurt, but nothing a good sit down and some tea won't fix," the old man said then asked, "Gary, could you go run down where we came from and search it, while I take care of our new guest."

Gary sigh, "Okay Grandpa. Am I looking for anything specific?"

"Just anything that looks like it survived falling through the atmosphere," the old man stated as I followed him and redhaired woman to the farmhouse.

"Nurse Joy take care of him, okay," Gary said as he ran away.

My ears perked up at the title Nurse Joy. It seemed so specific. I know I heard it somewhere, but where?

"Don't worry too much about me, My Dear," the old man said to Nurse Joy, "Our new friend here seems to have lost their memory."

Nurse Joy looks at me as she covers her mouth, concern shining in her eyes, then she says, "Oh, you poor thing. Did you lose your Pokémon too?"

I mentally freeze in my tracks as it finally hits me, why the cows and dogs on this farm look so weird. They're Pokémon. They're Tauros and Growlithes. I remember being in my living room, laying on the couch, playing Pokémon Green on my GameBoy when I'm blinded by a white light emitting from the screen of my GameBoy and then just waking up.

"I've been fucking isekai-ed," I shouted.

The three of us stop walking as we stand in front of the front door to the farmhouse. Nurse Joy and the old man, who I finally recognize as Professor Oak, stare at me.

"Sorry?" Nurse Joy said.

I pointed at Professor Oak, "You're Professor Oak!"

He smiled at me. "Yes, I am. Have you regained your memories?"

I can't contain my excitement as I say, "I have so much to tell you!"

The inside of the farmhouse looked like your average laboratory but lived in. There were pokeballs laying about holding down piles of papers. There were bookshelves cluttered with books and coffee mugs and there were a few Hoothoots, Rattatas, and Pidgeys in the rafters. After Nurse Joy served Professor Oak a cup of tea and we were all sitting down I told them my story. I told them about where I live, what it's like, how this is all a game, cartoon, and card game in my dimension and so on, until Professor Oak raised a hand up to stop me.

"A lot of what you are saying is something I can hardly believe," Professor Oak said, "And I've seen a few things in my lifetime."

"Yah, like when Celebi time traveled you to the future that one time when it was injured and you had to defeat a horrible team rocket member to save Celebi," I stated.

Professor Oak's eyes widened at my words, "Y-yes."

"That didn't really happen, did it?" Nurse Joy asked.

Professor Oak looked at Nurse Joy and said, "No, that did happen to me."

Gary then walked into the farmhouse looking haggard, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I couldn't find anything."

Professor Oak filled him in.

Then Gary got into my personal bubble, looking deeply into my eyes.

"You don't look like you fell onto our planet from space and I know you look different from most people around here, but I just thought you were an unfortunate foreigner," Gary stated.

"Gary, please," Nurse Joy said, "You're making them uncomfortable."

Gary backs off and I feel like I can breathe again. I didn't even realize I was holding my breath.

Gary scratched the back of his head and said, "Sorry."

"I'll live," I said, "But what now?"

"Do you have any family members from your dimension," Nurse Joy asked.

I nod, "I do, but I'm so excited right now that I'm not really thinking about them."

"Do you even want to go back home," Gary asked.

"Well… I'm sure eventually I'll want to go back home," I said, "But it's not my main priority, right now."

I looked to Professor Oak, who looked contemplative. He noticed me looking.

"I think the only thing we can do is get Arceus's help," Professor Oak stated.

Nurse Joy looked at the old man in shock and Gary was stunned by his words.

"You can't be serious Grandpa," Gary said, "Why would the most powerful creature in our Universe want to help a literal alien."

"Eh, Arceus isn't that powerful," I said, "I've captured him before, like five times."

Gary glared at me and said, "This isn't a game."

I raise my hands up and said, "Hey, it kinda is for me. I'm sorry."

"Please calm down, Gary," Professor Oak said as he stood up from his chair and placed a hand on his grandson's shoulder, "She's like a newborn child with everything here."

Professor Oak then turned to me, "A week from now will be the first of April when all the 11-year-olds from Pallet Town will come here to choose their first Pokémon. You can choose your first Pokémon that day too, to start your journey back home."

I jump up to shake Professor Oak's hand, "You really mean it!"

"But Grandpa, why would we trust a stranger with our Pokémon," Gary stated.

I let go of the Professor when he said, "We trust literal children with our Pokémon every year. I don't see the difference, but they do have a week so if you want Gary, you can test them the entire time."

"I'm completely fine with this," I said.

Professor Oak said, "Good to hear… By Arceus, we haven't learned your name."

"Oh! Right," I said then I cleared my throat and said, "My name is (insert name)."

I spent the last week helping Gary care for the Pokémon on the farm and setting up for the Pokémon choosing day. It was easy and hard at the same time. Easy because the two Machokes did most of the heavy lifting of putting up signs and corralling the Tauros somewhere else, but hard because sometimes the Growlithes would try and attack me with the move Ember when I would get too close to try to pet them. Overall, I had fun and the week passed by in no time.

Professor Oak's farm was overrun with three dozen 11-year-old children. Most of them were talking to their clicks, while others were playing tag or jump rope and I saw one little girl was sitting by herself under a tree, reading a book. Gary walked over to stand next to me by the farmhouse front door.

"This reminds me of my days as an 11-year-old," Gary said, "I was such a pompous brat back then."

"I know," I said unthinkingly.

"Please stop that," He said.

I shrugged, "Sorry, but think of it this way. Right now, you're a completely different person than what you were before, so I don't know who you are anymore, ergo, we're on the same level of unfamiliarity."

"Yah, but it's still creepy," Gary said.

All I could do is shrug again.

Professor Oak strolls out of his farmhouse with a big smile on his face.

"It's so good to see so many children again this year," Professor Oak said.

"Are you ready Grandpa," Gary asked.

"It's time," Professor Oak said.

I stood by Professor Oak as Gary yelled at the kids to enter the fenced off area.

"You should join the children," Professor Oak told me.

I started wringing my hands when I said, "Shouldn't I just wait until the children have chosen their Pokémon before I chose. I am older than 11 and it doesn't seem fair to them."

Professor Oak placed a hand on my shoulder, "(insert name), the best part of choosing your Pokémon partner is doing it with a group and what better way to make friends than to share an experience with them."

I sigh and said, "Alright already you sappy old man, I'm going."

I walk over and hop over the picket fence and stand outside the group of children. A few of them look at me strangely but most of them were too distracted with excitement. Gary was standing on the other side of the field holding a bag full of pokeballs. Within a few seconds I could hear that classical sound of something electrical exploding as Pokémon big and small started filling the other side of the field. A lot of them were the classical starter Pokémon like Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle but there were also 10 Caterpies, 10 Pidgeys, 3 Rattatas, 4 Spearows, a Pichu, 2 Sandshrews, 5 Clefairys, 5 Vulpixs, and 12 Oddishs. I could tell that they were chosen as starters mainly because they weren't poisonous, at least, most of them weren't yet.

All the children ran up to the Pokémon excitedly as the Pokémon themselves acted on their best behavior and were just as excited as the kids. I started to look around see if I saw a connection with any of the Pokémon when I heard one of the kids yell at me.

"Hey," she said.

I turned and saw that it was the little girl that was previously sitting by herself under the tree. She has long black hair that was braided into two pigtails. She was wearing a cute graphic t-shirt that said, Obey Me, with the Pokémon Hypno behind the words and she was wearing a dark green skirt. Her shoes were tennis shoes. I could see a defiant look on her face.

"Yes," I asked.

"You look weird," She said.

"Okay, and?" I asked.

"…Be my friend," She demanded.

I fully turn towards her and I shrug, "Sure."

She seemed taken back, "Really?"

I scratch my chin, "Well, under one condition."

She looked like she was getting ready to fight, "And what's that?"

"Ask me again, but nicer this time," I said as I squatted down to her height.

She stood straight up, and her hands balled into fists on her sides and she was looking down at her feet, then she mumbled, "Will you please be my friend?"

"I would love to be your friend, Miss?"

"I'm Atsuko," she said as she looked back up at me.

I extent my hand towards Atsuko to shake, "Nice to meet you. I'm (insert name)."

"Your name's weird too," She said with a small smile as she shook my hand.

"Well I don't think so," I stated then asked, "Have you already found your Pokémon Partner?"

Still with the small smile, Atsuko pulled out a pokeball, threw it in the air, and a Charmander appeared before me.

"Awe," I said as I reached out to pat its head, "What a cutie."

Then it bit my hand and I could see blood. My eyes started to blur from the tears I was crying.

"Charming, let go," Atsuko scolded.

Charming the Charmander glared at me for a minute then eventually let go. My hand pounded with pain.

"I'm so sorry, he was nice to me," Atsuko said while putting Charming back into his pokeball.

"I just think fire types don't like me," I said as I wrapped my hand around the bottom of my shirt, "I'm going to go wrap my hand in some gauze."

With Atsuko following behind me I walked towards the farmhouse, but then I saw an Oddish being bullied by the three Rattatas. One of the Rattatas used Scratch on the Oddish and I could see that it was calling out for help. I make a bee line to the poor thing and I pick up the Oddish out of the reach of the three Rattatas using my good hand.

"Shame on you three for bullying someone," I told them.

They chittered angrily at me then skulked away.

I look down at the Oddish in my arms and it's eyes were shining up at me as I say, "I got hurt too. Come one."

Inside the farmhouse Nurse Joy bandaged my hand and put a blaster on Oddish's cheek.

"Why did you do that," Atsuko asked.

"Hmm?"

"Why did you save a weak Pokémon like Oddish. It would make more since if you took one of the Rattatas as your partner instead," Atsuko said.

"It doesn't hurt to help others out, and sometimes helping another person can in the end help you in turn," I said as I patted Oddish on its grassy head. Oddish purred.

"I couldn't have said it better myself, (insert name)," Professor Oak said as he walked into his lab, "and I see you've made your first friend too."

I could see in Professor Oak's hands was a box. He opened the box and gave Atsuko a pokedex and five pokeballs and he gave me the same thing.

"You two have taken the first step in your journey to adventure," Professor Oak said, "Be sure to build your trust with your Pokémon and to build your trust in each other."

Gary then walked in and observed the situation and said, "Grandpa, you're not going to cry again, are you?"

I look closer at Professor Oak and I can see that he was getting misty eyed.

"I'm sorry, it's just such a beautiful and amazing moment in their lives," Professor Oak said as he dabbed his eyes with a handkerchief he pulled out of a pocket.

Gary passed his Grandfather while patting him on the shoulder then walked up to me, then he placed five hundred pokedollars into my hand with Oddish's pokeball.

"This is for all your help this last week," Gary said.

"Thanks," I said as I pocket the money.

"So do you feel better now," Atsuko asked me.

"I'm fine," then I turn to Oddish, "How about you Oddish? Do you want to come with?"

Oddish squealed excitedly and hopped into my arms.

"I'm glad to hear that," I said, not really understanding if Oddish said anything or not.

We all said one last goodbye and I followed Atsuko to her house since she promised to visit her mother before going on her journey.

When we got to her house Atsuko's mother was nice enough. She had long dark blue hair and was wearing a white-yellow t-shirt and a pair of white jeans and she wore a sensible pair of brown tennis shoes too. As soon as she saw me with Atsuko, she ran up to me and clasped my hands in her as she started to cry. She kept saying things like, thank you for being friends with my daughter, you're so kind, and would you like to stay for dinner. It took Atsuko and Odd 10 minutes to separate her mother from me.

We were sitting in the kitchen as Atsuko and I were drinking tea her mother made us. I didn't really like it but Odd lapped it up like a mad man. The mother's kitchen was nice and clean and had a simple design of sea Pokémon on the boarders of the walls. Giving the whole area an ocean like vibe. The mother walked down from upstairs with a backpack and a satchel in each hand.

"Ma'am, what's your name? I can't keep thinking of you as only Atsuko's mother," I said.

"My name's Chi-Chi, (insert name). I'm a bit embarrassed of it though, so I don't mind being called Atsuko's Mother," She said as she laid the two bags down on the table.

"Is it because it's referencing an anime," I asked.

Chi-Chi slouched forward as she sighed and said, "Yah." Then she straightened up with a smile and said, "Here. You can have this. I had some extra bags in the attic since I saw that you didn't have any and you were just carrying everything in your pockets."

"Oh, thank you Ma'am. I appreciate it," I said as I place the money in the backpack and the pokeballs into the satchel.

Then I saw Chi-Chi give Atsuko a map and she said, "Now don't lose this okay."

Atsuko took the map and placed it in her satchel, "Thanks Mom. I won't."

The two of them hugged as Odd and I watched. Then I felt Odd nudge me and when I looked down at her she was giving me a pleading look.

"You want a hug too?" I asked as I opened my arms up to her.

Odd squealed and accidentally headbutted me in her hurry to get a hug.

Chi-Chi and Atsuko laughed at the sight as we both shivered in pain.