Warning! None of this has been edited, if I have the time, in the far future, I will be going back and redoing/adding to these chapters. They are not the final draft. I just wanted to post something, sorry if it doesn't compare to my previous works.
Rough Draft Chapter 1 - 04/06/2023
I felt it again, the pull. I've gotten better at telling when that stupid quirk is activating. It's been years and I am no closer than I was two worlds ago before at figuring out how to work this quirk. My companions have decided to join me on my journey to the next world. They'll be waiting in my pocket world until summoned otherwise. I will say I'll miss this world as much as the last one. Who would have known all it took to have my faith in humanity restored was unwilling world hopping? Professor Oak and Miss Delia have agreed to take care of my Pokemon who wished to stay. I'll miss my friends but I won't force any to come with me if they truly wish to be free. I can't do anything but say my goodbyes and wait for the unavoidable.
It's been a long trip, sometimes I can't help but wonder if I'll ever see my birth world again. How much time has gone by? Decades? Centuries? Is my soulmate still alive? Are they good people? Bad? Have they fallen in love with another? Are they happy? Looking for me? I guess I'll never know. "Oh great," can you hear the sarcasm? "Here it comes." Just like before it feels as if I'm falling down a rabbit hole, just like Alice. I can never tell how much time goes by as I drop but the process is just as painful as my body shrinks down by five years. I could never figure out what the deal with that is.
Before I knew it, I popped out into the busy streets of some big city… "Wait, those are heroes… Is this my world? Am I finally back?" No one seemed to notice I appeared out of thin air. Not with the hero fight happening right in front of them. "Have people always been this stupid? Why are they just standing there? What if the villain attacks the citizens as a distraction? Do they really not notice the risks? Why aren't the heroes evacuating or at most barricading to keep the civies at a distance?" "Honestly people grow a brain and get out of the way." (I muttered.) Heroes and villains… Am I back for good or is this another pit stop?
As I walk away I can't help but try to find familiar landmarks, but it's been too long. There is both familiarity and strangeness as I go about my day. I guess one way to solve any of my doubts will be to look at the archives and find news articles about events that already happened before my disappearance.
First things first, food, I'm feeling a little bit peckish. The journey always leaves me with hunger. I guess it's time to go hunting. Traveling through the back alleys of the city is nothing new to me, but because it's broad daylight I need to be careful about who I prey on. (No need to drag the attention of the limelight heroes, at least not yet.) It's a good thing I used Mirajane's teachings to change my looks before arriving. That way even if the cameras catch me, I won't be looking that way for long. Can't catch what you can't see.