(Hi this Jack From Chapter 11. I want you to know that my writing gets much better. I just haven't gone around rewriting the first chapter. The punctuation is horrible, but things start to get better Chapter 3 and up. Nonetheless, it's my first story written it's not too bad.)

Disclaimer: As of June 7, 2020, this chapter was edited by R37uy. Expect a much smoother reading experience, although nothing will be changed plot-wise.

"Speech"

"Pokespeech"

'Thoughts/Telepathy'

Chapter 1: The First Day of a New Life

"Oof oww..." I groaned as I awoke from a long night. 'Probably shouldn't have stayed up so late last night…'

As my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room, I noticed that something seemed off. Giving another groan, I reached over for my phone. Immediately I jumped back in surprise. That was not my hand! Where my hand should have been was a black fuzzy paw. "What the hell?!"

Startled, I jerked my arm back towards me. To my shock, the paw mimicked my actions perfectly.

A terrifying realization crossed my mind. 'That is my hand!' I began to panic. 'Oh God, this can't be happening!'

I quickly glanced back at myself, hoping and praying that I had been seeing things. I stopped dead in my tracks as my gaze fell on my body. 'Fur?!'

'This is really bad!' I thought, taking gasping breaths. 'Alright Jack, calm down. It's far more important to figure out what the hell is going on.'

In my panicked state, I took a second glance to confirm what I had seen. I was met with a pair of fuzzy black paws and a matching black-furred chest. 'I need to get out of bed and get in contact with someone!'

Taking a deep breath, I leapt down from the bed

-BAM!- Only to completely misjudge the landing and fall on my side. Finally snapping, I yelled out in sheer panic. "What the hell is going on?!"

I attempted to scramble to my feet, only being successful after two failed attempts. To my surprise, I found myself standing on all fours. 'What in the world?'

Putting a paw to my face, I felt a dog-like muzzle and a pair of long pointed ears. 'What the hell am I?!'

Struggling, I pulled myself back up onto my bed to glance at the mirror hanging above my dresser. Much to my shock, the face that greeted me was not my own. It was a literal Umbreon.

"Oh, that explains everything!" I exclaimed sarcastically. A moment later, what I was looking at finally registered in my brain. "What the hell?! I'm a freaking Umbreon!"

I stood in complete shock on my bed, looking at the terrified face of the Umbreon in the mirror.

After a few seconds of staring at my reflection, I was startled when a loud blaring noise came from my phone. I turned my head towards my phone to read the alert that was now flashing across the screen.

"Attention citizens of The United States Of America. We are aware of a mass transformation of some of your relatives or family members. For the time being, it is advised to avoid them at all cost. It is not currently known if this is an infectious pandemic.

Stay calm and God bless the United States of America."

'Whoa, that sounds… really bad.' I thought.

I pulled my phone closer and swiped the screen to unlock it. 'Thank God I never put a password on this thing.' I mused to myself.

I tapped on Google, hoping to find any information about what was happening, and unsurprisingly I was Immediately swarmed with articles on what people were calling a 'mass transformation.'

There was a video on The homescreen published by BBC News. my favorite British news channel that I watched on a regular basis. I tapped on it to the best of my ability, and luckily it opened without any issues.

"Hello. This morning, we at BBC News bring you breaking news. You are likely wondering what has happened to some of your loved ones," The news lady said in a surprisingly serious tone.

"We at BBC News do not currently have an answer. But we urge people not to panic under any circumstances. The mass transformation happened at approximately 10:35 Eastern Standard Time."

I glanced over at my clock. It read 11:09 A.M. 'I guess I transformed in my sleep,' I thought with a slight cringe. 'I'm actually kind of glad I didn't wake up sooner. I doubt that would have been a pleasant experience.'

"These former humans have appeared to have transformed into creatures from the hit phenomenon game most people know as 'Pokémon.' At this time, neither Nintendo or Game Freak have commented on the matter."

I winced. 'Damn, they've got to be in a panic over there. I hope they make it out of this in one piece.'

"The British Government has warned the public to stay clear and be cautious of these so-called Pokémon. We do not know at this time whether this is a contagious pandemic, nor do we know if they are capable of using their magical powers."

"We are currently ruling out the possibility of this grand event being a punishment from the great beyond."

'Do my parents know about this?' I thought to myself before a realization struck me. 'My family doesn't even know that I'm like this!'

Letting out a swear, I quickly turned off the news and went to my contacts. I clicked on my mother's number and clicked the 'call' button. My mom was currently at work as a medical teacher. I'm usually not supposed to call her at work, but I decided that this was easily deemed as an emergency. After a few seconds, I was treated with a blank phone line.

'I really hope she wasn't affected,' I thought as I tried manually inputting her number, only to receive the same result. I attempted to text her, but it wouldn't go through. 'Damn it, the lines are down!'

Even worse, my father is currently in Michigan on a business trip for his steel marketing company. have an even lower chance of seeing him soon.

He left two days ago and I'd bet the airports are a mess right now.

"Oh please, let them be safe.." I whispered under my breath.

In an attempt to distract myself, I decided to at least inform myself about the event. With a sigh, I flipped back to BBC News.

"We do not have detailed reports yet, but within the last hour, the country of Hungary Has effectively collapsed into anarchy due to this event… We can simply assume that some areas have been affected more than others."

A clip was shown of a Hungarian street, filled with screaming people and Pokémon alike. I could understand them for the most part. They were yelling in sheer panic about family members and what they had become.

"We are very lucky to have camera crews there right now filming this… Also, we have concluded that the former humans cannot speak any human languages."

"Great…" I grumbled under my breath. "Just what I need right now, a language barrier."

"They only seem to be able to say the name of the species they have become..." the lady said in a concerned tone.

"The U.N Is currently making plans to create a zone In Hungary. Other nations surrounding Hungary have seemed to take the worst of it along with the central African country of Chad, eyewitness reports claim."

'Alright... I'm totally done with the news for a while,' I thought as I slowly got down from my bed, still adjusting to my new size.

"Hopefully I can get used to being this small soon…" I mumbled as I approached my first major obstacle: the door.

"Welp I'm screwed," I said to myself jokingly in an attempt to lighten the mood.

I made my way over to my desk, grabbing my stool and knocking over a pile of clothing on it that I had been supposed to put away like three days ago. With a slight effort, I managed to pull it over to my door and hop on. Luckily, I was no able to easily reach the doorknob. After a grueling seven minutes of trial and error, I finally pushed open the door.

I sighed in relief. 'Ugh, I was starting to think I was going to be stuck in there forever.'

I walked through the game room which Connected my bedroom to the main hallway. Luckily for me, there wasn't a door in the game room, so I exited without any trouble.

'Ok I will be stuck here for a while so let's see what I can do…' I thought to myself while walking down the main hallway and making my way to the stairs. I groaned in annoyance as I realized I would have to get down them somehow.

"Welp, let's hope for the best…" I grumbled as I took the first step down. I was extra careful on my way down, taking them one stair at a time to prevent a painful tumble. After almost three minutes, I finally reached the bottom of the stairs. "I should probably get something to eat…' I thought to myself. 'I still feel like garbage.'

Turning the corner, I found myself face-to-face with my cat, Jake. "Uh, hi? Wait, do you understand me?" Jake did nothing but look at me weird and start hissing before walking away.

"Okay… I guess that's a no," I said, admittedly slightly disappointed.

Admittedly, I should have realized he would react that way. He probably thinks I'm a dog or something. '...Speaking of dogs, I wonder where Bo is,' I pondered to myself. Bo is my dog. He's rather lazy, so he's probably off sleeping somewhere.

I began to feel rather thirsty, so I made my way into the kitchen using the same technique I used to open the door to my room. 'Wait, how am I going to get a cup out of the cabinet? My little trick won't work for this.'

With a sigh, I looked around for another source of water. My eyes wandered over to the dog bowl in the corner of the room. I begrudgingly walked over to it. I eyed the water within with distaste. After a moment, I decided to preserve my dignity. 'You know what? I'm not thirsty anymore…'

I decided to pass some time by watching some TV, so I made my way into the living room and hopped onto the couch. Unfortunately, the majority of the channels were down, so I ended up watching the constant news coverage of panicking civilians trying to cram into bunkers.

Now, I knew the situation at hand was extremely serious, but I couldn't help but feel like people were overreacting to all of it.

My mind began to wander. I thought of my mother, and couldn't help but worry about whether she would even recognize me or not.

After a few minutes of pondering, I was pulled from my thoughts by the sound of screeching tires in my driveway. After a moment, the front door slammed open and I spun around, startled, only to come face-to-face with my mother

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