Life was hard. Anthony's family was tight on money. All they had to support them was a small apartment off of Baker St. Luckily, he was an only child. Anthony's parents always took the bed while Anthony slept on the floor. He only ate small meals while his parents devoured the majority of everything. It was because they needed energy to work, but Anthony felt as if he was slowly starving to death. He tried not to think about these things, but it came up in his head every once in a while.
After eating a small meal of three pieces of broccoli, two spoonfuls of rice, and a few pieces of teriyaki beef, Anthony wandered off to bed. He huddled in his sleeping bag, longing for proper warmth. A small tear came down his eye, but he shrugged it off. He closed his eyes and eventually fell asleep an hour later.
Anthony woke up later. Not exactly woke up, but his eyes weren't open yet. Time for another horrible day... he thought to himself. He finally opened his eyes, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Was that teriyaki beef spoiled yesterday? Could it have been the broccoli? Anthony had already had bad experiences with broccoli before. Sadly, it was real. He trudged on until he heard a voice. "You..." it said. "Who?" he asked. "You..." it replied. "Wait, is there something here that I don't know about?" Anthony asked. "Anthony, we need yo-" the voice faded. "Well that was a big help," he replied.
Using his "sense of direction" he turned to the Southeast of where he was facing and ran across a pond. "Geronimo!" he yelled as he jumped in. Then, he went straight through the water and he was falling from the sky. He managed a few backflips before he hit the ground. Yet, he experienced no pain. He looked up at the sky to see nothing. He decided to walk ahead, but his steps were awkward. He glared down at his legs and noticed that they were blue and stubby. Anthony also had a shell.
Anthony was a bit freaked out by this, but he also thought it was cool. With his new body, he could move faster for longer. He sprinted straight forward and dodged a clump of trees. He kept on running until he started getting tired. He stood for a few minutes to catch his breath, and then he started stretching. When he glanced backwards, he saw a strange creature with green eyes and a purple body. "Can't touch this!" he yelled as he started running again. The Spiritomb couldn't catch up.
An hour later, Anthony caught sight of a town. He walked over there and arrived in town. He saw an inn so he walked into it. "One room, please." he said. "That'll be 100 Poke." the Swanna at the counter said. Then, he reached over the counter and started poking Swanna. Luckily, Hydreigon came in to save the day. "There you are!" he yelled. Anthony stopped poking and stared at the dragon Pokemon. "Come with me." he said, and he warily followed him outside of town and across the street. He saw a Buneary, an Emolga, a Charmander, and a Snivy training by hitting wooden totem poles. They all looked confident about their attacks already, and they seemed pretty swift. "These are the others..." Hydreigon said.
Anthony later learned that everyone else here was a human, too. Except for the Emolga. He stood in awe as he watched them pull off backflips and battle combinations. "Well, it's your turn." Hydreigon told him. He slowly walked up to an open pole. He started off by kicking it. Then he threw a few punches. His attacks didn't seem to do anything though. He stared over and watch the Shiny, whose name was Clover, pull out a vine from her collar and whip the bag with it. Determined, he gathered all of his energy. Instead of a vine, a stream of water pummeled the bag. "I could get used to this." Anthony said with pride..