Chapter 2:

Skip The Tutorial

The doors of Oak's lab opened and with a yawn Blue dragged himself through the doorway, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Pick." An icy voice crawled across the room and caused every hair on Blue's skin to stand straight.

At the other end of the room, half hidden in the shadows, stood Red.

All the grogginess and laziness of having a good night's sleep immediately washed away as Blue stared directly into the eyes of a monster.

That is my childhood friend. Blue reminded himself, trying to calm his heartbeat. Yet, the way Red was looking into his eyes made him question if he had ever been friends with what stood in front of him. The way Red looked at him was the same way he'd seen wild Pokémon look at prey. No, not prey; a hunger was present in his eyes that almost set the room ablaze with determination.

"Pick a Pokémon." the demon that once had been Red said. "I picked Squirtle, you said you wanted Bulbasaur, right?"

"Y-ye-" Before Blue could finish his sentence a Pokéball was thrown his way. Blue barely managed to catch it, fumbling with the spherical object before it settled in-between his hands.

Red pointed his own Pokéball at the floor and summoned his Pokémon. A Squirtle.

"Fight me."

"Shouldn't you maybe try to bond a little with your Pokémon first."

Red gave professor Oak a cold glare. "There's no time for that." Red turned his gaze back upon Blue. "Send out your starter."

Sweat started to gather on Blue's forehead. What's up with him?

Better to indulge him. What's the thing they said on TV again, never wake up someone who's sleepwalking? It must be something like that right?

Blue released his own starter, which he hadn't even seen yet, to battle.

"A, TAILWHIP INTO TACKLE, TACKLE AGAIN, DODGE AND TACKLE!"

Did he just name his starter A? Or was he screamin - Before Blue could fully flesh out the realization, Squirtle had finished his tailwhip and was storming towards Blue's Bulbasaur.

Bulbasaur for his part, had only just opened his eyes. Was ready to embrace the world full of the wonders that came with being partnered with a trainer. Bulbasaur cutely opened his eyes towards Blue. "Bulba!"

"TURN AROUND!" Blue yelled.

Too late. Bulbasaur could only yell in surprise as Squirtle charged into him and knocked him off-balance to his side

Squirtle, looking just as confused as Bulbasaur, decided to just do whatever his trainer said and charged again at his opponent.

"TACKLE!" Blue shrieked.

Squirtle charged again into Bulbasaur. This time however, Bulbasaur was ready and lashed out with his own paw towards Squirtle as he was sent flying.

Squirtle, still following his strange trainer's command, had already preemptively jumped to the side and narrowly dodged the strike.

Deciding to just do what he was told, he ran forward again and charged at Bulbasaur.

And then it was over.

"Uh, I think Bulbasaur is unable to battle?" Oak muttered, stunned by the rapid turn of events as well.

Is this even legal?! Blue clenched his fist, his nails dug into his skin. He tried to formulate a thought but all he could do was just stare at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation.

Squirtle, confused and with no idea what to do next, turned around to look sheepishly at Red. "Squi-"

The red beam from Red's Pokéball already sucked in the little turtle and put him away, not even allowed to bask in the glory of his strange victory.

"I win." Red spoke, his voice maintaining the same frigid tone.

Then, in one fell swoop, he turned around and ran towards Oak's desk all the way in the back.

"Uh!" Professor Oak cried out. "What are you doing you-"

A random science book was flung across the room, towards Blue. No, not towards Blue, past him.

What?

Blue turned around and followed the book's path as it skidded across the floor until it came to a stop in front of the lab's main exit.

The little sensor next to the sliding door beeped and the two doors slid open majestically, allowing the morning light to spill into the room.

Blue blinked.

Did he just fling that book to open the fucking door? No, that can't be.

"I'll deliver your package!" Red ran towards the door

"WHAT PACKAGE?!" Oak called after the young boy, but Blue knew there was no way the words would catch up with Red, for the demon had already left the lab.

Blue looked at Professor Oak. His own hand was trembling. "What the fuck gramps?"

Professor Oak sighed and leaned on the desk, rubbing his sweaty hands clean on his white lab coat. "Youngsters these days, HAH," Gramps barked out a laugh before continuing, "always on the run." Professor Oak chuckled.

Blue coughed. "No seriously, what just happened?"

A/N No. Insane World of Pokémon isn't canceled. In fact, I don't even know that fanfic.

Also thanks for MuffinRatKing for helping me with the grammar!

-CaptainMoonShine-