I Don't Own Pokemon


"So, from what my cousin said a tree? Is what fell onto Damien?" Turns out that the Trash had a name. Not like I was going to remember it but it was a fun little fact.

"Oh yes, it wasn't that big though, so you know I could help him get back to the Pokemon Center" I completely ignored the way she was staring at my blood covered knuckles or the fact that I didn't have a scratch on me, on a side note though I really have to say, potions really are awesome.

"It was quite a lot of damage all around his body for it to be caused by a small tree" I just gave her a smile and replied easily enough, well the replying was easy, being believable on the other hand.

"Well, like I said it was the weirdest thing, the tree fell on him about seven times in total, if I didn't have my pokedex on me I would have sworn it was a Pokemon" I could have come up with something better, but I was tired both physically and mentally, so I wasn't exactly putting forward my best effort.

"Uh-huh, I'm sure, now I do know that the Charmander, you rescued is still in the ER, so your story is in fact backed up. But can you give me any proof that that you know for a fact that Damien was aware that his Charmander might die?" I just pulled out my borrowed phone, while making a mental note to return it, or break it at some point in the future.

"I have a recording oh him repetitively saying that he didn't care if Charmander died and I believe at least once said it would have saved him some trouble" She looked like it was to good to be true, thankfully for her I could, while not always rationally, think ahead. After she listened to the tape, I noted that something changed in her expression before muttering to herself but I still picked it up anyway.

"Seven, it seems, wasn't enough" I kept the more sinister looking smirk off my face by making my smile just a bit more forced, as I watched her walk off to continue her interviews.

While I waited for her to finish the rest of that up I decided to move over to a computer and looked up some basic information on my species, and wasn't that just a weird thought. I already knew it was going to take forever to get use to that.

Still I mostly ignored the moves only giving them a quick glance over before looking into more detailed things like the basics and planning that went into their, our?, transformations. Of course it's said to be mostly instinct, something which my body has mostly lost over the years, which was annoying.

I wasn't exactly sure why I was looking into this stuff, after all I highly doubt I'll ever a Champion class Pokemon, or that I'd even want to be one in the first place. No, I was to good with being a trainer. Maybe it was because I was just curious, or maybe I wanted to learn about this as a way to get some extra self protection or it could be, after the rage wore off, I thought it be fun.

It could even been like that thing in my old world where people looked into their ancestry. Maybe I just wanted to learn more about the Pokemon that I came from. But all that aside I did know I wouldn't ever be one to be in the battles fighting, myself. It would be a massive hassle, not even mentioning the things I would have to relearn, transforming would be the least of my problems.

Figuring out how to use a fox like body on the other hand would be a big one, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to know how long it would take to be able to be comfortable in that body as say Luxio was in his. And speaking of my Pokemon that just invited a whole new headache.

I was going to tell them of course, probably after the police eventually leave. It wouldn't be fair to keep something as big as me not being human, hell even after the shock value of it wore off, I was still annoyed I wasn't aware of it right away. Still I'll have to get to my room at some point for that to happen.

And judging by the fact that no one was suppose to leave until everyone had been questioned, well it didn't seemed like that would be happening anytime soon. Looking back at the computer for a second I realized something, was it even legal for me to be a trainer?

It took awhile to compile a big list from each regions leagues and to get a hold of a list of requirements to receive a trainers license in Unova. Basically after about an hour of whatever this worlds equivalent to googling was later I had my answer. And that was, probably.

It never out right said a Pokemon couldn't be a trainer, but it is implied heavily in the rules. Like some requirements for getting a license in Unova was for example, being able to speak at least two languages, being able to read in at least two languages, and be at least over the age of eleven. Considering most Pokemon could speak and didn't need a written language or kept track of age, they weren't qualified.

This was similar with most of the regional leagues as well, I say most because Honenn actually was a weirdly worded single sentence law stating, 'No Pokemon can order another in a official league battle, it has to be the trainer who issues the command' So I wasn't exactly sure where that left me, considering I was both.

But from what I've found at least so far their wasn't anything illegal about me doing this, which was good, as I didn't feel like having to explain any of this to the police. Still after the time had reached the two hour mark I was honesty just wanting to go to sleep, to be fair I almost always wanted to do that because of my insomnia but that's besides the point.


After Jenny finally left it was about midnight, when I finally entered into my room. Now that I was away from people I could finally see what I could figure out. Looking down at my arm I wondered how I was suppose to reply on instincts if I never had any instincts to being with?

Still, I concentrated on my arm and after almost after a minute, a faint shine appeared on my arm, only to have it disappear about three seconds after. Well practice makes prefect and I'm sure as hell going to be getting a lot of practice. Whatever I'll figure it out later, reaching down to grab the four pokeballs on my belt I felt a sudden feeling of nervousness.

It was silly but I really didn't want to have even the off chance of something going wrong. But I manned up and tossed the balls into the air and greeted all my Pokemon back as they all greeted me. Sitting down on the floor next to them all I let them grow quiet before saying.

"You all, I have something important I need to tell you" Thankfully they all seemed to get I wasn't being as playful as they were and soon grew as serious as they could, though that meant different things to most of them.

"It turns out...I'm a Pokemon, called Zorua" And just like that pandemonium began. It took awhile to explain it all to them and to my joy and relief, if anything they seemed even more comfortable now. Though I was a little worried when they tried to start a witch hunt on my parent's.

It was interesting seeing how they all reacted Pidgeotto didn't really get it but manged to sum up his thoughts on the matter simply with.

"Trainer is Trainer, as long as that doesn't change then I get it" It really was sweet, in his own slightly non-understanding way, as long as I wasn't suddenly different then why should it matter to him. After he said his piece he flew up towards one of the high selves in the room and perched to get ready for some sleep.

Eevee was out of all of them seemed to relax the most of them while also saying the least and by that I meant nothing, it hurt me a little, no a lot, that she was still that reserved when it came to humans but I would never complain that she was more comfortable now than before as she just hopped onto the bed and laid down.

Misdreavus, out of all the member's of the group has always been the quirky and unexpected one, so it didn't surprise me as much as it should have when she said.

"I kinda figured, Captain. It's one of the reasons why I joined, a completely Pokemon team without a human in sight" I still have no clue why she decided that Captain was my title for her. Everyone else at least chose decently normal names for me, but considering it is her I couldn't say I was that surprised she chose something so random. Still after she said her piece she just floated off into one of the shadows in one of the corners in the room.

Out of all of them I was worried the most about Luxio, he was my starter after all, and was the last to go. But what I wasn't expecting to happen was for him to attack hug me. Or to be so timid when he said.

"Ma-Master...Now that yo're a Pokemon...Can...Can I call you Dad?" It hit me right in the feels as I wrapped my arms around Luxio and hugged him back. So was that why he chose to call me Master? He didn't think because I was 'human' he shouldn't be allowed to call me dad? It was hard to even try to forget that I hatched Luxio's egg but I did forgot that it meant he saw me as his parent.

"Of course you can Luxio, I would be honored if you called me that" I just stayed their hugged him for a solid minute before standing up with him in my arms to make my way over towards the bed. Eevee was nice enough to give me room to get in as I let Luxio curl up besides me. I didn't really know how tired I was until I was horizontal as my eyes quickly lowered until the last thing I heard was.

"Goodnight, Dad"


I'll be honest I needed a feel good chapter after the last one so I wrote this. It's a little short compared to the average chapter length and very short compared to last chapter but it serves it's purpose well.

Also this will be the last chapter to go up for about the next three to four days so fair warning in advance.

Anyway, See ya