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A/N: Wow! A review.

Review response: If you'd look, the boy's name is John, the oshawott's name is Becky, and they're both at the beginning of sophmore year Becky would be slightly older then John, say 15 and 4 months compared to John's 15 and 2.

The story is heavily implied in the first chapter to take place in Unova, or something Unova-like. Alola, being based off of Hawaii, and too incomplete at the time of pulbication to make a climate guess, is not the setting. This Unova produces more Earth-like seasons.

The next day...

"Okay, Just lay low." Becky said. "Didn't you say the serum would need a few days to reach taps?"

John nodded.

"Well let's get to homeroom." John said, walking off. Becky followed, unable to keep up due to her small size.

While they were walking in, John noticed the normally run-down wheelchair ramp, now in good shape.

"Wonder why they did that..." John muttered to himself.

Within a few minutes, they arrived in room 104. This was the sophmore homeroom. It neighbored the lab, the alternate 12th homeroom, and the history room, also the 11th homeroom. There were 18 chairs, as it was a small school, and due to it being built as a small K-12 school, capacity for most rooms were about 20-25. The 4 grades were split into to to make up for the blank rooms. The remaining 4 are collectively, a teacher break-room for each group of 4 grades, a server room, and a janitorial room. The school was 2 floors, the 2nd was reserved for the elementary in the K-12 days. Now, the alternate room students have homerooms here. There are 8 classrooms, the lab, the gymnasium, the library, and the art room. There is also a club-built tree-house outside. Giving today was a Tuesday, this had the extra-curricular clubs after lunch, as opposed to before on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and at the end of the day on Thursday. There were also a couple of other schools in the area. This made John worry as who knows how many could be affected.

The students sat down. There were three rows of 5 desks, and 2 desks in the back There was a little adjustable-height chair for Becky, as she had been like this for about 4 years, when John unintentionally gave her a cursed shell. The teacher took attendance. There was Abby, Arlen, Becky, Benton, nicknamed Dusty, Dorothy, Feston, Floyd, Gabriela, who went by Gabi, Helen, Jennifer, who went by Jenny, Jerrold, Jocelyn, Kenton, who went by Ken, Merlin, Natasha, Percy, and Priscilla. Helen , Feston, and Josh were on vacation in Alola, the first of the class to do so since flights opened up. There was also a few other new students, being Eve, Marcy, Robyn and Noah.

"Hey..." Eve said shyly, sitting next to him. She quickly was pinned as the shy girl, which was fitting. Eve normally wore black, with a grey hooded sweatshirt over it. Her hair was quite long, and her bangs could cover her eyes if she wanted, but naturally covered the left. Her eyes were crystal blue, nearly reflectively crystalline.

"You mind showing me around?.." Eve twiddled her thumbs. She seemed quite worried.

"I guess." John said. "What room do you need?"

"I've got math." Eve said. "Isn't it geometry?"

John nodded. The teacher didn't seem to care if they were talking about helping each other.

"You wanna sit with us at lunch?" John asked, as she sat by herself yesterday.

Eve nodded right as the bell rang. As they were walking to class, Eve got a text from Feston's phone. This came as quite a shock, as they'd be on their way back, and Feston's pretty strict on having phones off while on planes.

"Your phone's ringing." Becky noted.

"Yeah. I know." Eve said, she didn't seem to like this stating of the obvious.

"What's it say?" Becky asked.

"It's a message." Eve said, still worriedly. "It says help pls and then a random jumble of unpronounceable i's w's and f's."

"Well those are three very specific keys for random mashing." Becky noted.

"I'm worried for them." Eve said. "Who would text me? I didn't even know they had my number."

"Merlin probably stole them." John said. "He is quite the wiz at computers."

"Why would he do that?" Becky asked. "It's not like he'd get anything out of it."

"He probably was threatened into doing it." Eve said. "I hear he's not the type to see through bluffs."

"I didn't know that." Becky said.

"Gabi, Jenny, and Robyn were talking about it." Eve said. "Sitting by myself gave the opportunity to overhear other conversations."

"Really?" Becky asked.

"The spare table's in the middle for some reason. If I needed to hear another table, I just moved chairs." Eve replied. She felt a little better.

"So I wonder what they're up to." John said as they got to class. "Room 207."

"Yeah. What are they up to..." Becky said, right as they walked in.

Airplane about 50 miles from Unova

Josh was sitting in his seat. Josh was wearing jeans, and a light grey zip-up hoodie, wearing headphones to listen to high quality rips. He only liked the highest quality rips. Helen was in one of the two bathrooms. She said she was going to check something on her arm. Feston was trying to hide his hand for some reason. Josh grabbed a magazine.

"Pokevision Weekly huh?" Josh said. "Hey Feston, you know..." He looked to his left, only to see Feston gone.

"Feston? Where are you?" Josh asked. He waved on the snack cart lady.

"What is it?" The lady asked.

"Did you see where my two row-mates went?" Josh asked.

"No." The lady responded. "Unless the one was trying to hid their hand for some reason rushing to the bathroom."

"Well I guess i'll get my new Pokemon out." He popped out a Rowlet. This was his souvenir from Alola. It made a hooting noise at him.

"It'll be colder where I'm from little buddy." Josh said. Josh was normally a cool dude, but his new Rowlet seemed to bring something out of him.

The Rowlet tilted it's head. Josh looked at the floor beneath them.

"Did they take their stuffed Pokemon?" Josh asked, as they were gone.

"Helen's sure taking a while." He said, not knowing why, or that the fact that an old man was complaining about the same thing. Josh decided to try and ask Marcy, as she's the one that knows what's going on. He used the voice commands to send a message stating "Hey Marcy, you know of anything that's happened to Feston and Helen?". He wasn't expecting a response yet, as it'd be only 2nd period Unova Time. He decided to take matters into his own hands, along with a bag of pretzels.

"Stay here Rowlet." Josh said, leaving. "I'm going to investigate this." He approached the old man.

"Hey." Josh said "You have any idea what's taking them so long?"

"Why would I?" The old man said. "It's not like I know them or anything. Also, you don't seem to be in much of a hurry to go."

"Well we're getting off in like 30 minutes. The airport bathroom is terrible. Also, I do know who's in there. They never take this long unless there's something wrong."

"Define wrong." The old man said.

"I mean like totally not chill bad." Josh said. "She's probably sick. Or worse."

The old man knocked, and she responded, proving that she was alive.

"She's fine." The old man said. "Get back to your seat.'

"Okay I guess?" Josh said. "Well I'm Josh." He said, offering his hand. The old man hesitated, before shaking back.

"Call me Mr. Montoya." The old man said. "I'll be in that one coastal town for a couple of weeks."

"Really?" Josh said. "Bye." As he returned to his seat, he could have sworn he heard a female voice come from the bathroom Feston was in. Josh muched on his pretzels. He offered one to Rowlet, who tried to eat it. It was hard to do with no teeth though. Rowlet spit it out. Josh picked it up using a tissue in his bag, which he always carries with him when possible, and began to walk to the trash can. This time, Rowlet followed. It was by the bathrooms. He waved to Mr. Montoya.

"Don't mind me. I'm just throwing this away." Josh said.

Right as Josh let go, the bathroom door opened, and something Josh didn't recognize came out. It seemed to be in pain. A blonde-haired lady telling the kid behind her to be quiet saw this, and decided to rush to help. One of the flight attendants noticed Mr. Montoya, Josh, and the blonde-haired lady, and ran up to it.

"You okay? The attendant said worried for the feline creature. "Hold on. You're an anthropomorphic version of that Litten evolution!"

"Josh... It's me..." It said.

Then it dawned on Josh. Whatever that was, that was Helen.

A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger, ran short on writing time. This chapter is still really though.

I'll update with either part 2 of this or an intro to "Kanaya Maryam's School For Were-Creatures."

Cool Fact: This is longer than the first three chapters of "Liv and WerePokeism" combined.