Not too many reviews yet, well, I did just post the first chapter. This took a little longer than I hoped and I hate wasting any amount of time after a cliff hanger.
Bold Text is Pokemon speech not including the main character.
"Hey, hey, HEY!" I jolt awake. I rub my eyes and adjust to Taylor's dimly lit apartment. He laid me out on the sofa in his living room.
"Sorry about that, I didn't know you were..." Taylor trailed off.
"Huh?" My heart raced, I pray he didn't find out I was a Pokemon.
"Deficient in iron," he finished his sentence.
"Uh...yeah...hehe, I am also low on protein too," I added. Taylor reaches into his mini fridge, blinking at the sudden light from his fridge. He pulls out two small chocolate milk cartons.
"Catch" he tosses one to me.
"Did you know that all body fluids, that includes milk have trace amounts of blood in it?" He said.
"I didn't know," I replied. He raises his carton, "Cheers." He the proceeds to bite into the side of the carton, like the neck of a young supple milkmaid, draining it's contents. This was a spectacle I am used to by now, since highschool.
"Drink up, it's fortified with iron," he urged. I open the carton and give the chocolate milk a sip. The cold milk hit my empty stomach like an ice cube down the shirt. Taylor sits next to me on the sofa.
"Things are getting wild out there, it is utter chaos outside the gates of our college. I've even heard tell that PETA, has devolved into a full blown terrorist group in some regions in California," he said.
"California, that's a good ways away from Alabama. Plus those folks are weird anyhow," I reply.
"I will admit, California is weird, but there is still chaos even in the streets of Birmingham. Folks don't know how to handle the sudden existence of Pokemon, many aren't taking it well. I for one am a little more optimistic. You won't get too many wild Pokemon in the city, but there is enough wooded areas that you will get the sporadic wild Pokemon attacks. You should keep a Pokemon on hand for self defense," he explained.
"Not sure how I'd do that, there's no Pokeballs to be had,"I replies.
"Even in the Pokemon universe they didn't always have Pokeballs. I caught some the old fashioned way. The best way to any beast's heart is it's stomach," Taylor said.
He gave a sharp whistle. In flew his Zubat, followed by a Paras, a Ghastly, and a Grimer from the hallway to his room.
"We'll do this like the games. Pick one as your starter, the rest you will find along whatever adventures you have. By the way, you should stick to six period, since we don't have a PC system like in the games. Just a side note," said Taylor, motioning to the Pokemon assembled.
"Also," he quickly added, "The Zubat is mine! Don't touch."
Both Paras and Grimer were poison types, but Paras could learn sleep powder, poison powder etc... But then again ghastly could eventually lear-
"Ralts!" what I assume was a Ralts cried faintly from the hallway, followed by the pitter patter of footsteps.
The Pokemon approached Taylor, "Ralts!" It said, pointing frantically at me.
"Him, really? Dangit, I wanted to be your trainer," Taylor sighed, "Fine, fine, you can go."
The Ralts did a polite curtsy to Taylor then looked at me, and walked over.
"Um...Hello," I reply awkwardly.
"She already has a name, she can read and write, that's how I know her name. Talking now, that's is another story," said Taylor.
"Her name?" I ask.
"Oh, right, it's Nathaira, a bit odd sounding," he said.
"Sounds Scottish," I reply.
Nathaira nods with a smile. My stomach growls.
"Drink up, I'll pull my truck around and take us to the cafeteria. Nathaira won't eat the cat food I've been giving the other guys so let's see what she might eat there," said Taylor.
I down my milk, put Nathaira on my shoulder, and head out the door. Taylor had his truck pulled up and we both jumped into the truck bed. I held fast to the side of the truck bed, and Nathaira clutched my shirt with her tiny hands.
We pull out of the school's apartment complex and head towards the campus over yonder.
I pull out my phone, and open a word processing app.
"Use this, I'll hold on to you," I say, putting my arms around her so she could keep her hands free.
"Thanks! :)"
"No problem, I got a question," I reply.
"Shoot"
"What moves do you know?" I ask.
"Not sure if it works that way lol"
"Not sure, in martial arts, different kicks, punches, and other actions are arranged into katas. Anyway, what are you able to do?" I ask.
"I guess when you put it like that. I have mild telepathic ability, while I can't read minds or communicate using those powers yet I can use them to cause pretty bad disorientation. I can also lift objects about the size of your phone. I have also sometimes been able to generate small amounts of electricity when I focus really hard"
"Disorientation, wouldn't that be like the move confusion? Not to mention the electrokinesis isn't that thundershock?" I ask.
"Oh my! You are quite right!"
"One more question," I add.
"Shoot"
"Pokemon have only been around for less than a day, how do you already have a name, and know how to read and write and have a TM move?" I ask.
Nathaira looks up at me wordlessly, wind whipping at her hair briefly exposing her red eyes.
"S-sorry, I-I didn't mean to-" I am interrupted by her holding up the phone.
"Sorry, that's a secret"
She then quickly writes, "No not at all, I understand your curiosity"
"We're here!" Taylor calls from within the truck.
We pull into a roundabout on the East wing of the student center that contains the cafeteria.
"What's going on there?" Nathaira points to a crowd gathering around the fountain in front of the student center.
"Not sure, I should probably check it out," I said.
I put Nathaira onto my shoulder and get out of the truck. The engine revs up again. I look back.
"Taylor, aren't you going to get something to eat?" I ask.
Taylor rolls down his window. "Naw man, I hate crowds. Plus I got food at my dorm. Even if they have class today, I'm still going to use this as an excuse to play hookie. I am going to have an Assassin's Creed marathon at my dorm. I'll see you later," said Taylor.
"See you!" I reply.
He wheels his truck out from under the awning and drives away. I then turn towards the crowd to see the ruckus.
"C'mon let us in!"
"Stop being a dick!"
"We'll call the cops asshole!"
The crowd was angry, then over the din, a woman's voice on loudspeaker rings out, "Attention students of Birmingham College, I am sure you will be pleased to hear class is canceled...BY ORDER OF TEAM ROCKET!"
"OH Fuck you! I'm hungry! Let us into the student center you weeboo bastards!" a student yells.
I turn my attention to the front entrance of the student center. Standing there was two individuals wearing black Team Rocket uniforms, a man and a woman.
The man had red spiky hair, and the woman long flowing light purple hair.
The woman steps forward with the megaphone, "Hmph! If you ungrateful brats will be like that..." She pulls out a gun, "Start running or I shoot!"
The crowd begins to flee. Soon the area surrounding the front entrance was empty of people. It was now so silent I could almost hear the blood running through my veins. The woman pulls the trigger, a stream of water runs from barrel of the pistol, it was a squirt gun.
"So gullible. Hey Clyde, should we radio to the boss that we've secured a proper HQ now?" the woman asks.
"I reckon so Bonnie," Clyde replied.
I quickly texted Taylor to let him know what was going on, and asked for backup.
"I think I can take them :D"
"You sure?" I ask.
"Do we have a choice? If they radio in, they will get reinforcements. Plus, Birmingham college is our home, I'd prefer not to move out. We need to attack now, if we wait for Taylor it will be too late."
"Fine fine" I said.
"AHEM! ATTENTION WEEBOO ASSHOLES!" I call out.
"What was that?" says Bonnie, giving me the evil eye while pulling out the squirt gun.
"You aren't scarring me with that," I yell back.
I begin walking to the fountain.
"What?!" Bonnie blanched.
"Surprise motherfucker!" I shout.
Nathaira gives me a funny look. "What? I always wanted to say that," I mutter.
"Fine, if you are going to be like that, Carvanha use bite!" Bonnie shouts, tossing her Pokemon at us. I put down Nathaira, she hands me the phone so it won't get damaged.
"Nathaira, that is a dark type, avoid using confusion, try thunderbolt," I whisper to her.
She nods and moves to the battlefield. The Carvanha is clumsy hopping about on land, but it seems to be able to move just fine on land. It begins to move towards Nathaira with the intent to bite, but she was able to side step. She then fired a bolt of lightning from her red horn at the target, it connects knocking the Carvanha on it's side.
"Carvanha! Use scald!" Bonnie shouts.
The Carvanha recovers from it's fall and spits scalding hot water at Nathaira. She was able to avoid the brunt of the attack, but it clipped her arm, leaving a burn. She winces in pain, but snaps into focus to launch another thunderbolt. The Carvanha faints.
"Grrr, how dare you!" Bonnie growls. She grabs her fainted Pokemon and retreats back.
"Clyde! Do something!" she nags.
"Audible sigh, fine fine. Houndour! Get them!" said Clyde.
Before Nathaira could react, a Houndour rushes out and bites her. She fainted quickly.
"Nice try kid, looks like you are moving out," said Clyde.
I call to mind the move scald used by the Carvanha. I am unable to hide my evil grin.
"Battle's not over yet!" I reply.
"Oh? You have another pokemon?" asks Clyde.
"Animals were not the only ones that got turned into Pokemon," I reply.
"W-what?! You!?" Clyde says losing his cool demeanor for legit surprise.
"Sure, whatever," say, imitating his earlier attitude.
"Houndour! Attack!" he shouts.
The Houndour, looks back at his trainer in confusion.
"C'mon! Didn't you hear me!" Clyde pleads with his Pokemon.
Before the Houndour could return his attention to me, it was too late. I casually walked up to the Pokemon and puked scalding hot water onto the Houndour. It runs back to it's trainer with it's tail between it's legs whimpering.
I was not undamaged either, because I didn't shift out of my human form, my throat and mouth was burnt a bit by the water. I hide my pain with a scowl, and my inability to speak with an inhuman growl.
"Git!" I manage to rumble. Clyde looked wide eyed.
"Y-you w-wont s-see the last of us!" he stuttered.
"C'mon Clyde, let's get out of here," Bonnie said, tugging at Clyde's arm.
The two quickly flee the scene. I stumble over to Nathaira.
"Na-Nathaira..." I rasp. I fall to my knees next to her. I use what remains of my energy to try and heal my insides. The pain subsides, but my vision grows blurry and I soon feel myself succumb to fatigue.
"I...should...have...ate...breakfast...sooner," I mutter before blacking out.
Stay tuned for next chapter!