Summary: In which a very confused 2B wakes up in the Pokémon world. There are...adjustments required. Particularly when she discovers that there are humans here...
Notes About This Story:
1) While this is a crossover, it is only so because 2B is in the Pokémon world. No other Nier characters will ever appear. Nor will other crossover elements from Nier, beyond 2B and a limited amount of her gear, appear either.
2) I have legitimately no idea if this story will include lemons. If it does, it won't be for quite some time.
3) This story is currently not a primary story for me. It appears as an option my P-atrons can vote for, from a monthly list of secondary stories. As a result, don't expect frequent updates. Though I'll try to make sure it doesn't gotoolong without being updated.
Disclaimer: I own neither Pokémon or Nier Automata. All rights to Pokémon belong to Gamefreak (so far as I'm aware). Likewise, My Hero Nier belongs to PlatinumGames (as far as I'm aware), not me.
Chapter 1: Waking Up Was Unexpected?
2B stared at the little pink ball of fluff that was looking at her in a way she could somehow tell was deep concern. It was very…round. With a tuff of hair on its head, huge eyes, and a little swirl thing on its forehead. It was also, more importantly, not any sort of animal or creature she'd seen before. Which, well, she supposed that made sense given that she was supposed to be dead. She sort of expected there to be a lot more nothing when she died, if she'd been able to think at all. It's not like anyone really expected that androids had souls, like the humans used to.
All of which made waking up in a very green glade, with a tiny pink creature that looked extremely concerned for her, among the most disconcerting events of her life.
Mentally groping for some sort of signal, 2B blinked in confusion as she found…nothing? Not as in finding no signal, but as if she was completely missing her transmitter/receiver hardware. Was she…damaged? She didn't feel damaged. But she'd certainly been very damaged when she'd died. Did damage when you died carry over to whatever strange sort of afterlife, one she hadn't expected to exist for her, that this was?
Blinking, she decided that maybe she should examine herself. She sat up, causing the little pink ball-creature to scurry backward and into a bush. Not that it was hiding very well. She could still see its concerned looking eyes and, well, pink wasn't a very good color to blend in with an almost violently green bush. Ignoring that little detail for now, 2B focused on something considerably more concerning. Namely, that she couldn't seem to access her diagnostic software…which was a major concern as she was clearly malfunctioning. After all, 2B knew her height was 160.38 centimeters. 168 centimeters with her heels. With that knowledge, her sitting height was easy to calculate…and didn't match with what she was experiencing at all.
Lacking access to her diagnostic software, 2B was forced to rely on the much less accurate means of assessing her own state. Given that her visual receptors seem to be damaged, that seemed unreliable, but it was the only option she had. With a shrug, she looked down at herself and assessed.
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"What the fuck?"
Now, it must be said that 2B wasn't really one to curse much. For that matter, she just wasn't all that overly inclined to talk at all. Better to hide her turmoil over her orders regarding 9S. Better to conceal the fact that she had plenty of the emotions that were 'forbidden.' Yes, better just not to speak much, in general. Let alone to do something as emotional as curse. It was, however, literally the only thing she could think to say after the two minutes and thirty-seven seconds she spent staring down at her own body.
She was shorter. Actually, no. She was smaller in general. Her limbs were thinner, her bust more modest. She still couldn't access any of her diagnostic programs, so she wasn't sure by how much, but she was fairly certain she'd shrunk roughly 10cm in height and several cm in the bust as well. Possibly a little less on either or both. Worse, all of her other sensors seemed to be reporting this as accurate data, and she still couldn't access any of her internal systems. Frowning, she turned her attention inward, finding her power core. Why could she still feel that, if none of her systems were reporting properly?
Drawing on a bit of her energy in an attempt to access her digital inventory…she blinked and stared again as her hand lit up blue. Why was her hand lighting up? What was going on here? Her tactical visor was reporting it as nothing but question marks, and for some reason she couldn't interact with the visor any more than her own diagnostics, to ask it for more information. Utterly bewildered, her head nevertheless snapped to one side as the pink ball of fluff accidently stepped on a twig, having crept closer to stare in seeming fascination at the blue glow now surrounding 2B's hand.
It froze when it saw her looking at it, but seemed torn between curiosity about the glow and wariness of coming any closer. It didn't flee back to its bush, and some instinct that 2B had no idea where it came from whispered that it wanted to feel the blue glow. Looking between her glowing hand and the little creature, 2B decided that little whisper wasn't any weirder than everything else going on, so she slowly extended her hand toward the little ball of fluff. It tensed, then seemed to relax and lean into the aura as it got closer. When she actually touched its extremely soft fur, it made a chitter of delight…then…spoke?
"Igglybuff!"
2B blinked. What? That had sounded far more like language than an animal noise.
"Can you…speak?"
The little creature's huge eyes shifted to her.
"Iggly, Ig, bufffff!"
2B outright gaped as she got an impression of indigence. Not from the words, but from whatever the blue stuff coming from her power core was? Why was the glowing result of her power core acting as a translator?!
"Ig, Iggly, Igglybuff!"
It was…worried that she was lost? Well, 2B supposed she was lost. Though she was no longer at all certain this was the afterlife. Though she didn't have any other idea what or where it could be?
"Iggly, Ig, ly, lggly!"
It…wanted to show her to…people that looked like her? Other androids? She got some sort of impression of a settlement. Though it was hazy. Not so much an image as a series of concepts like 'food,' 'nice man,' big cuddle…dragon? Okay, she gave up. This wasn't going to make any more sense to her no matter how much longer she stared and assessed. Maybe these androids the creature wanted to take her too would have some answers.
"Okay, little one. But it will be faster if I carry you. Is that alright?"
The idea seemed to excite it if anything, the little ball of fluff dancing in place and tugging at her hand. Shaking her head in confusion, 2B slowly stood, took one more moment to assess her body, and then scooped up the little pink thing and headed in the direction it eagerly pointed her. At least she seemed physically undamaged. Even if she felt considerably weaker than she should if that were the case. Though she was even more confused that her usual outfit seemed intact…save for her heels behind replaced with combat boots?
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It had only taken half an hour or so to cover the distance between where she'd awoken and what appeared to be some sort of ranch. That half an hour had been among the most disorienting in 2B's admittedly short life, however. For one thing, it had confirmed quickly for 2B that she was nowhere on the Earth she was familiar with. The Machine Wars had been far too all-encompassing to leave any part of the Earth so untouched. Even places like the Forest Zone had the signs of old damage, ruins, and bits of machine parts. Here, there was none of that. Only the next best thing to untouched wilderness.
Then, of course, there had been more creatures that certainly didn't match anything in her database. Most seemed shy of a person walking through, but she'd caught sight of several odd-looking animals. The most normal was a type of bird that seemed largely indifferent to her, though it was no type of bird she'd ever seen. A much odder rat-thing had hissed at her, but not attacked when she'd ignored it as not much of a credible threat. A few bugs of unusual size, and an extremely odd-looking blue ball with a flat tail and a swirl on its stomach, had both joined the bizarre sights along the way.
Just to add more confusion on top of confusion, 2B's own body was beginning to worry her. Not only had she continued to fail at accessing any of her various programs and internal hardware, but she was feeling something in her limbs she could only describe as tiredness. Which should be thoroughly impossible. She shouldn't truly even know what that was, in more than an intellectual sense. Androids did not get 'tired.' Not physically. Added to her reduced height and a noticeable drop in strength, she was certain she was still damaged quite deeply. Even if she carried no physical signs of the wounds that had killed her.
Was death supposed to weaken you? Was she actually dead? 2B had an ever-growing list of questions, and no answers to any of them. Hopefully, the ranch she could see in the distance now would bring some clarity. Oddly, it seemed to have many more creatures of wildly differing types penned up, like how humans used to keep livestock. Though she only knew of such things from one of 9S's odd fixations with human things of the past. Hopefully, something here would begin to make sense soon.
Following the increasingly energetic pointing of the little being in her arms, 2B headed for what appeared to be a main building of some sort. Much more advanced looking than the various pens and sheds dotting the area, it was still a bit primitive to 2B's eyes. Still, it was properly intact, which was a rare thing for any android community. Add in the lack of destruction in general, and she was more and more convinced she was nowhere even remotely familiar. Again, though, perhaps that was to be expected. If death simply returned you to a familiar place, then people would naturally know far more about it.
As she approached what seemed like the rear of the building, she blinked as a male android model she'd never seen before bustled out. He looked…old? Not in the sense of rusted or broken parts, but as if he'd been modeled on an old human. How odd. Why would an android be modeled on an old human, instead of a young one? He did seem to be moving well enough…and he'd obviously caught sight of her, frowning at her before seeming to be put at ease by the eagerly chanting creature in her arms that was pointing her toward him.
The closer she got to him, the more surreal something about him seemed to be. What was bothering her so? It was very annoying that her scanner programs were still refusing to respond. Hopefully, she could get them fixed soon. The man greeted her as she came within a few strides.
"Hello! I don't think I've seen you around before! I'm Professor Oak! I specialize in studying the Bond between Humans and Pokemon! You seem to have found one of our wayward Pokemon, thanks for bringing her back! Where did little Igglybuff get off to this time?"
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This wasn't an android. This man was a human. 2B's brain froze as she finally connected the dots. Then, her systems finally seemed to have had enough, as she felt reality fading away and her body falling…