Author's Note: I'd like to thanks Timberstar and awakeorangutang for submitting OCs. I will be using them. I'd also like to thank snowdroplet and Timberstar (again!) for reviewing. You guys are the reason I'm continuing this!

Meryl had a bit of an anger problem. She'll admit it. "I am Meryl Jones, and I have anger management issues."

Anger is the easiest emotion to get someone to feel. Fear is a close second, but most can cover their fear with another emotion-in Meryl's case, anger. Every human gets angry at some point in their life, for either a good reason or a stupid one. Meryl's had both, multiple times.

Take right now, for instance. If she was still young, all she would feel is fear and guilt. But instead, those emotions are hidden under a raging red lake of uncontrolled anger. If she were a Magikarp, she would evolve right now, and use Dragon Rage.

But she isn't. Instead Meryl dove into the reflection in a half-baked idea to kill it. At least she couldn't see it anymore, and that heavy feeling was gone.

In fact…Being in the water felt pretty…good. Without thinking, Meryl easily shot through the deep, eyes open—for once keeping your eyes open didn't hurt! It was easier to see underwater than up on land! It wasn't even that hard to do it; her tail did all the work.

Soon she was fifty feet under, surrounded by Magikarp. They were on all sides, pushing her with the currents, and for once Meryl wasn't worried about the consequences of "doing what everyone else is doing." It felt great here, water filling her lungs, swimming through the deep.

Soon the Magikarp caught on to her. They murmured half-sentences, slowly pushing her out of the center of the school and outside. She swam by herself, faster than the school of Magikarp, faster than the Gyarados leading them. Thoughts raced in her head, all leading toward the same thing; What the hell was she supposed to do? She was a weakling now; a Poliwag of all pokemon. Just some little tadpole that could barely walk by itself. All it could do was swim, and she can't find a way back to Earth—the real Earth—in the water.

She was in luck, though. Bill's house was on Route 25, and this is Route 24. Even being a weakling, she could get from one Route to another. Just avoid the trainers and avoid all other pokemon.

So Meryl headed up to the surface to get her bearings. Time to take this stupid-ass feet and run for her life, quite literally. Just a few more feet to the surface and—

SNAG!

"Holy shit!"

An unbearable pain filled her mouth and Meryl coughed up blood. She was dragged up to the surface—now coughing bloody bubbles. At least she learned now to use Bubble. Fill your lungs with water and expel it very fast until it caught on this ticklish part of your throat.—with a hook in her mouth. Someone sat on the shore—which was pretty close by—and reeled her in. A pokemon sat with them, but Meryl couldn't see anything clearly until she was on the beach, facedown.

Meryl groaned. Something took the hook out of her mouth, and she tried to use Bubble on it. It didn't work. Slowly she pushed herself up to stand and blinked rapidly. She could see clearly now. A boy with red hair and a Nidoran female stood side-by-side, eyeing her. The boy pulled out a Pokedex and scanned her.

"Poliwag, the Tadpole Pokemon. Its newly grown legs prevent it from walking well. It appears to prefer swimming to walking. This specimen is female, two feet tall, and weighs 26 pounds. There is a sixty percent chance she is level 18."

"Level 18, huh? She might know Hypnosis. Be careful, Ms. Nido." The boy said in a rather calm tone. He folded the fishing pole until it was the size of a hairbrush and stuck it in his backpack.

So apparently pokemon fishing is just the same as real-world fishing. Hook-in-mouth, processed, attacked. The only difference is Meryl won't land-drown.

"Don't worry, we won't kill you. My human needs a water-type." The Nidoran girl spoke and then let out a feral growl. Meryl shuddered. That must be Growl attack. I used to think it was useless. She thought and then tried to use Bubble again.

Now that she wasn't panicking (too hard) she couldn't remember what she had done. Still, it was her turn, and the redhead boy and his pokemon were waiting for her to make a move. Meryl wasn't going to even try using Hypnosis.

After a few seconds, that tickle in her throat came again. Meryl spat out a tiny stream of bubbles at the Nidoran, and she took the hit, shaking her head. Somehow, that actually looked like it hurt her. How, Meryl didn't know.

"Okay, girl. Use Scratch." The boy ordered. Instantly the Nidoran lunged for Meryl, and she tried to run, but her tiny legs wouldn't let her. The rabbit-like pokemon was on top of her in a second, her claws digging into Meryl's side.

Meryl was down on the ground again. She struggled to get up, but before she could her body was encased in a red glow. Suddenly the world shifted around her, into something completely different…

She was in a pond. Her head poked out of the water, and she could see trees surrounding her. One hung half-fallen over the water, next to another that was in the water. The pond was very tiny, only here because of the frequent rain. Past the trees were houses, all shaped the same. This was a rain-formed pond in her apartment complex. She spent half the summer here when she was little. It was so fun…Her stomach rumbled as she remembered the barbeques. Her dad knew just how to grill everything to perfection…

The world flickered. A barbeque appeared on the shore, and Meryl almost screamed in fright. This wasn't her past at all! She was in a Pokeball and didn't even put up a fight! Now I'm stuck in the Pokemon-Matrix until the next battle…

But then the world flickered again, and Meryl was sucked through a white light. She bristled and prepared another Bubble, expecting to be attacked again. Instead, she was in a bright white room that smelled of GermX and animals. She was sitting on a soft white bed with a pink-haired lady holding a clipboard.

Holy Christ, the Nurse Joys exist… Meryl thought. There were other pink-haired ladies, all with the same haircut and smile, scribbling stuff down while examining other pokemon. There were at least six Nurse Joys and six completely different pokemon. Meryl saw everything from a Charmeleon to the Nidoran from before to one of the Nurse Joy's Chanseys.

"Don't be scared. You were captured. Your human took you here, to the Cerulean City Pokemon Center." The Chansey said. Meryl shuddered. The Nurse finished scribbling on her clipboard and glanced Meryl over one last time, checking the scratch on her side and her mouth.

"She's in no risk. She just needs a Potion." The Nurse said to her Chansey, and the pink pokemon left the room. The Nurses left too, and soon it was just the treated Pokemon in here.

"Hey. Poliwag. What's your name?" The Nidoran said. Meryl used her tail turn her towards the other pokemon. All eyes were on her, and suddenly she was terrified again. When did she get so nervous?

"Meryl. I'm not a Poliwag." She said. The Nidoran looked over at a Tauros. The bull pokemon was so big, they couldn't fit him on a stretcher. He was sitting on a couch.

The Charmeleon, currently laying on his stomach, smirked, "You sure?" He asked. Meryl blushed and scowled the best her injured mouth could do, "Yes, I'm sure. I'm only like this because my stupid friend gave me a magic cupcake."

Meryl realized just how insane she sounded. Every single face was looking at her with concern. At least the Charmeleon stopped smirking.

"…I know it sounds crazy, but you have to believe me. You're the redhead's pokemon, right? I'm going to be stuck with you for a while, until I can get back to my universe."

Still no response. Meryl sighed and tried to lie down, really hoping for a distraction. Just in time, the Chansey and Nurses came back into the room. The Chansey held up a Potion and sprayed a small amount into a paper cup. The rest she sprayed on Meryl's side, and she hissed at the stinging feeling, "Okay little Poliwag, I need you to drink this." The Nurse Joy said and put the cup up to Meryl's mouth. Meryl chose to ignore the patronizing and drank it. It tasted like vodka and burned like whiskey, but it did make her cheek feel better.

"You'll be released soon. Just stay here, and don't move too much." The Chansey said, flashing a brilliant smile. Meryl smiled back, out of politeness. She wouldn't try to leave. At least, not until she was a Poliwhirl. The Pokedex said she was at level 18, and Poliwags evolve at level 25. Meryl will stick with this kid until she evolved, and then book it to Bill's place. She'd be out of here so fast that Charmeleon will never smirk again…