PM-guy: Hello and wassup! I have, most randomly, decided to go back into trying to write fanfiction after about...3 years? IDK man. Anyways. Pokemon. Why pokemon? Cause I like it, I had an idea, deal with it. On another note, if anyone reading is wondering if I'm still gonna continue the naruto fic I started a few years back, the answer is probably not. I know, I know, I promised I would finish it, boo hoo I ain't a truther. However, I may eventually rewrite it If I deem that this fic is an improvement on my writing from years ago. Honestly, I read that shit and it made me cringe so hard.

Anyways, enough of that. I don't own pokemon, I don't have a girlfriend, and I don't have a job. What a miserable life I have. Enjoy!

I remember a conversation I had with a group of friends in my past life.

"What world would you want to be isekai'd into?"

Such a cliché question, and quite a dumb one for a bunch of high school seniors to be discussing about, much less graduating ones. How could I blame him though, I'm sure we've all have that lingering thought of wanting to escape whatever life we have in the real world.

Maybe to escape the problems life keeps throwing at us, or perhaps we're just drawn to the thought and excitement of a whole new world, but maybe some people just want to have a new life and a fresh start.

Whatever reason it may have been, all I remember was that we were bored as hell. The last year of high school, contrary to what most people believe, is not hectic or stressful at all.

Sure, there's the undeniable pressure of choosing where you're going to take your life after graduating. Are you gonna go to college? If so which college? The expectations from our school were pretty high after all being scholars paid for by the tax money of the good people of our country.

But we had the past five years to think about that. During this point of time, grades hardly really mattered. We've all taken our college entrance tests and our transcript of records have been sent.

We were just counting the days to graduation, and honestly, we just wanted to get over it.

Anyway, back to the topic at hand, I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it before. There are simply too many worlds to ponder, yet the ones that really popped into mind are the ones from the anime's and manga's that I've consumed. Immediately crossed off the list are worlds like Attack on Titan, Demon Slayer, or Naruto for the obvious reason of almost a 0% chance of survival. As much as I would love to sail the seas as a pirate with my fellow nakama, I hate to say it, but I'd probably get shanked less than 24 hours of getting isekai'd.

So the obvious choice was the world of Pokemon. A world filled with cute and cuddly monsters that could probably murder you in about 3 seconds. The great thing though, is that you can remain a normal ass person, but still be the most influential people in the world if you just have strong Pokemon. Of course, that is if you can get said Pokemon. If not, then at least you won't die in 1-month (probably).

After unanimously agreeing that Pokemon would be the ideal world to be reborn in, we went on with our lives, dictated by the sound of the bell that signaled our next class.

Maybe I could have done with a bit more discussion on the topic that day. It would be really helpful right about now. But really… HOW THE FUCK WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?

Unfortunately

My dumbass died crossing the street after our graduation party. I think I died at least. Last thing I remember was a Honda Civic honking at me, and probably what felt like jumping full speed into a wall. Who knows, I might be on a hospital bed somewhere in a coma.

Huh, I wonder if any friends would visit.

Oh well

But hey… At least I got to graduate.

AND, and… Fortunately, as you may have already guessed

I have been dropped off by God into the world of Pokemon

Yet again, UNFORTUNATELY

God, or should I say Arceus, dropped me off in a fucking FOREST, in the middle of nowhere! You might ask,

"Then how do you know you're in the world of Pokemon ehh?"

Good question. Maybe cause there's a FUCKING SCYTHER trying to kill me THE MOMENT GOD DROPPED ME ON ITS FUCKING HEAD.

"I might be the first person to die twice within 24 hours, ma~n where the fuck is the Guinness book of world records when you need it."

Probably not what I should be thinking during this time, but shut up, it's how I cope with my impending doom. My friends always told me I had a shitty humor. I, for one, think that I could've become a stand up comedian if I wanted to.

Fortunately though (starting to see a pattern here?)

I'm fast as fuck boi.

Badminton may not be a sport where you run a lot, goddamn does it make you faster. It also-

"AUHHHG!" I screamed as I was forced to duck under a fury cutter

-improves your reaction time. Damn I gotta thank mom for making me take those badminton lessons.

"SCY"

"Look I'm SORRY OK! Blame Arceus for dropping me on your fucking head, jeez." An apology that fell on deaf ears, but an apology no less.

Now that I think about it though, doesn't Scyther have a pretty decent speed stat? There's no way I should be able to outrun a Scyther, much less a flying one. I guess based on that I can deduce that I'm probably in the anime world with bullshit anime physics. I guess this is how Ash carried all those Pokemon in the memes.

Y'know what would be really helpful right now? A Pokemon. Too bad I was sent here with only the base package of "teleport you and what ever you have on you and adios".

I had nothing but my the clothes I had on me; my light gray denim pants, a relatively minimalistic plain white polo shirt under our school varsity jacket, and some running shoes that I bought from Japan a few months ago.

I can feel the presence of my phone in the front pocket of my pants as well as the wallet on the back that surprisingly hasn't fallen out yet. I'm haven't been able to check if my phone can work in this universe given my current situation, but I'm pretty sure the few bills that I carry on me are pretty much gonna be useless here.

"Goddamnit I'm—running out of breath! I shoulda done more—cardio"

"SCY-"

My time was running out. Soon I would lose speed and-

"-THER"

"AHH!"

Another fury cutter was sent at me, forcing me to roll out of the way, scrambling back to my feet as as quickly as possible. As I was saying, I'm losing stamina and fast. Even with the insane anime bullshit apparently boosting my physical capabilities, I won't be able to dodge the scyther's attack's forever.

*crack* Huh *crack*

I look a bit forwards and see that the last fury cutter I just dodged hit a tree instead. A tree that's about to fall, in my direction.

Wait

I can use this

There's no way fucking way this is gonna work

….sigh gotta try something though.

I look over my shoulder at the Scyther. I don't think he's noticed it. Good. Just have to keep it that way.

"HEY! You're a slow bastard aren't ya? Maybe lay off the weedle and kakuna a little bit ehh!"

I have no clue if the bug understood that I just called it a fat fuck, but it seemed to work so I don't really care. It started chasing after me even faster now. Thank Arceus for these legs man.

C'mon, just a little bit more… aaand SLIIIDE

I slide under the tree as it falls. The Scyther tho? Not so lucky, as it gets caught by the tree, crushing it under. HAH! I have the power of GOD AND ANIME on my side!

I fall on my ass trying to regain my breath like crazy. I don't know how long I ran, but If how long I've been ranting to you is any indicator, then it was a long ass time.

"Holy Shit dude! Look at that cut! This would've been an Al Qaeda video if this went on for longer"

The cut on the tree was massive. It went halfway along the trunk of the 3-foot wide tree. It didn't look like such a clean cut. It had a bunch of splintering making it look like it was blown off by a shotgun instead. I guess the Scyther wasn't too experienced. Thank God.

"SCY—SCYTHER-SSCYTHER!"

It's Alive!

It was indeed alive and struggling to break free from the tree. Fortunately the tree is pretty big and I don't think he's in the position to launch another fury cutter at the poor tree.

"Well aren't you a persistent bug." I was hesitant to approach the Pokemon that was just trying to kill me a few seconds ago.

Ope, nope, nevermind I'm a dumbass. I crouch in front of the downed bug.

"Look man, I know it must suck to have some random dude dropped on you like stray bullet, but I told you, I'm sorry but it's not my fault."

"THER-SCYTHER" It points its bladed arms at the tree as if to say 'WTF do you call this then?'

"You've been chasing me… for 10 FUCKING MINUTES! Of course I'm gonna try something to stop you!"

I cannot believe I'm arguing with a Pokemon right now. This is ridiculous. This is a dream come true.

"And besides, that was all you. You took down that tree. Pretty shabby work if you ask me."

"SCY? Scy-ther?" my translation 'TF? The fuck you mean shabby'

"I mean just look at that cut. It's not clean, It looks like you tried hacking at it with a dull knife"

What the fuck am I doing? You know those Pokemon fanfiction where they talk shit at a Pokemon and go like 'you're weak now, but I can make you stronger!' Yeaaah, might as well amirite? I mean Scyther and Scizor are one of the coolest pokemon man! They have a whole community of just Scizor fans. It's definitely worth a shot.

"Scy…"

It turns its head to the base of the tree where the attack hit. It seems to be contemplating a bit. I took that time to check if my phone was working. Just great; it's not turning on. I tried holding the power button hoping that it start up again.

'c'mon c'mon come onnnn… YES!'

It flashed that beautiful white apple on that black screen. Just have to wait now.

…. the screen turns white

'huh that's not normal'

Something begins typing on the screen

'loo-look-inn-look in you-your-…look in your jacket'

The typing stops. Well then, looks like I have someone watching over me. I wonder if it's Arceus himself, maybe mew or another legendary? Maybe it's God from my world? Or some otherworldly all powerful being? Hmm-

'JUST LOOK IN THE DAMN JACKET'

Ok ok man. Whoever it is, he got no chill. I reach for the pocket inside my jacket. I don't remember putting any-

NO

NO WAY

HAHAHAHAHA NO FUCKING WAY

My hands touch a small spherical object. I take it out immediately to look at the round red and white ball that every kid dreams of holding.

Yep that's right, in my hand right now is an honest to god pokeball. White bottom, black lining, white button, and most importantly…a translucent red top? HELL YEAH! We got the Adventures style pokeball.

How could I not have felt this a while ago? This would have bounced around while I was running. Unless… yeah… it was probably just teleported into my pocket or something in this very moment.

If now then… that means-

'Yep'

'Oh so you can read my mind as well huh. Oh well'

I look at the Pokeball one more time before I shifted to look at the Scyther still struggling under the tree. This being wanted me to catch this Scyther, and to be honest, so do I.

'Hooo, it's now or never'

"Hey"

"Scy?"

"Want me to get you out?"

"-THER?"

I can understand it's confusion. Why would anyone free someone who was just killing them a few minutes ago? Well, one of the first steps in catching a pokemon is earning it's trust. Basically? I'm gonna Hiccup and Toothless this shit.

"Look, like I said, it's not my fault, and it's not your fault. It's whoever the fuck dropped me here."

It stays silent, intensely staring at me, probably analyzing my every move

"So I can try getting you out of here, but I need to make sure that you won't try to kill me again"

"…"

It just keeps analyzing me. I guess it's a stare-off then.

"…Scythe." It finally replies and nods its head. I let out a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding. I rea~ly want to catch a Scyther.

"Good"

Now, how to lift the tree? The physics here is whack so I my strength should also be buffed, but would it be enough?

I move a bit further down the fallen tree towards its supposed top. I squat and hold the trunk, readying myself to lift it up. Now I may not be the scrawniest kid back in highschool, but I wasn't a body builder either. Sure I did some sports and a bit of callisthenic workouts but I'm no weight lifter. It would be a miracle if I lifted this shit.

"Hnnnghh-ahh..nope that ain't budging"

'Dumbass' My phone vibrated once more with a message typed on the white screen

TF you mean dumbass? How else am I supposed to move the fucking tree? You see any forklifts around here huh? I swear bro-

Ohhhh

OHHHHH

I fiddled with the pockeball in my pocket as I walked towards the scyther.

"Sorry bud, that tree ain't budging-"

"SCY-!"

"-BUT, but I have another way" I take out the pokeball and his eyes slightly widen.

"Are you familiar with this?" He nods "I see, well if I catch you with this, then you'd be out of that tree in a second, that is if you let me catch you with it."

"So what do you say? I promise to let you out immediately."

"…Scythe"

"Alright, here we go." Boop

wobble*…*wobble*…*ping!*

Huh, just two wobbles? Must have been really worn out.

And just like that I caught my (unofficial) first Pokemon.