PM-Guy: "Wow an update so soon?" No this will not be the regular updating schedule. In fact, there will be no regular updating schedule. I post if I have an idea and If I can make it at least 2.5k words. If not, then it won't be worth your time anyway. I'm updating now, cause I want the story to get a bit of momentum. I might post tomorrow, or the next day, but if not, it'll probably be next weekend.

Anyways, I don't own pokemon, I'm STILL maidenless, so enjoy this chapter.

"In hindsight, I guess it was a pretty dumb idea, huh?"

"Scyythe-er" He nods. Cheeky bastard.

The scyther, which I'd just ran from, outsmarted, absolutely defeated, and saved, all in the past 5 minutes, now had his razor blades for arms dangerously close to my jugular vein. Well, I guess this is turning into an Al Qaeda video after all. Allahu Ak-!

Yep, that's me.

You might be wondering how I got into this situation.

Well see, after capturing the Scyther, who I've now mentally named Scythey, to save him from his eventual demise under a tree, I made good on my word to let him out of the pokeball asap.

You might have noticed me referring to the syther as a he. Well, I don't really have any indicator of his gender and no pokedex to tell me, but what I do know, is that this Scyther is a dick, and you'll find out why in a sec.

Unfortunately for me, Scythey the Scyther, with no sense of gratitude whatsoever, decided to be a dick and go back on his word of attacking me on scythe (haha). The moment I let the bastard out, he put me literally an inch away from death, which leads us to my current predicament.

"Wow you have no sense of honor whatsoever, do you? Here I thought we were having a moment back there."

"Scyy-ther" Is he mocking me?

"And put the claws down for fucks sake. I literally just saved your life"

"Scy! Scythe-scy, scyther!" my translation, 'Nu-uh, you put me there in the first place'

Wow pokemon are really expressive. You would think that a guy who can literally only say their name would be difficult to communicate with, but they're pretty understandable. Hooray for non-verbals!

"Well what the fuck do you expect me to do? Just let you kill me?!

And besides, that tree was your own doing, remember? That lousy cut of yours?"

Aaand that just made him mad. I can still feel my body though so that means I haven't been decapitated just yet.

Oh great, now it's a staredown.

"…Scyy" He smirks and slowly puts his razor sharp claws down.

Does that mean I earned his respect? I don't know man. I know this isn't some fanfic (or is it) but I'm also standing in front of a Scyther, a FUCKING POKEMON! I guess I didn't have enough time to process this shit while running for my life earlier, but holy shit this is really happening.

"Thank you, you useless reptile." I mutter the reference as I rub my neck instinctively to check if there were any cuts.

Speaking of reptile, I know scyther is supposed to be some flying mantis, but his head does make him look really reptilian. Maybe scyther was supposed to be a bug-dragon type? Who knows…

"Ok.. now that we're done trying to kill each other… I hope" muttering the last part.

"I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot, you know, with me dropping out of nowhere."

"Hn" Hn? Did a scyther just 'hn' me? Alright, Scythey Uchiha it is.

"My name is Kris Russel, pretty sure I died a couple of minutes ago, and somehow, Arceus or whoever it was, dropped me here in the middle of nowhere. Nice to meet you"

Yeahh, probably a hard story to believe. Scythey was staring at me, eyes slightly wider, probably trying to tell if I was shitting him or not. I extend my hand for a shake (honestly I don't know what I was thinking, the guy has blades for hands dumbass).

He looks at my extended hand for a while before looking off to the side and pointing.

"Scyther?"

I follow his gaze and see the pokeball that I accidentally dropped in surprise after the predicament earlier.

"What about it?" I walk over to pick it up.

"I caught you with this thing to get you out of there, so I'm giving you a choice."

"..." good, I have his attention.

"You can either, a, break this pokeball and go free."

He moves to grab the ball but I quickly pull it away. Not so fast bug boy.

"Scythe!?"

"Wait, just let me finish ok?"

"…scyther" It mutters.

"I'm gonna be honest with you, I really want you to be my pokemon. You're a strong pokemon Scyther, just look at the damage you did to the tree."

"Scy?"

I wasn't lying about that. I may have been shitting on his cut earlier, but fury cutter has a base power of 20 in pokemon games. That's less than a quick attack. That can mean, A, Scythey was really strong, B, he was somewhat close to learning X-scissor, or C, power scaling works way differently in the world I'm in.

"Yep, you may be strong, but you're strength isn't honed, and I doubt that you'll be able to hone your strength here in this forest in the next couple of years."

"…" Now I've got him thinking

"So here's my offer. Like I said earlier, I just died believe it or not. Fortunately for me, I somehow got the chance to live again in this world, and like hell am I gonna waste that chance."

"I wanna explore this world and see what it has to offer. I might become a trainer, maybe I'll even be a coordinator, it doesn't really matter, but it would be great if I had your help. I'm sure that if you come along with me, you'll meet pokemon much stronger than the bugs and birds in this forest. Maybe someday you could even evolve into a Scizor! Wouldn't that be cool as fuck?"

Bingo! I can see the determination in Scythey's eyes as soon as I mentioned the evolution. Get's em everytime. Can't blame em though, it is, in fact, cool as fuck.

"So what say you?" I hold out the pokeball to him "You can take this pokeball if you want to go free, and I'll go about my business. Or if you want to join me, you can press the white button."

He walks towards it slowly, staring intently at the ball. He shifts his gaze from the ball to me, and back to the ball again. He raises one of his arms towards it.

'Pleasepressthebutton pleasepressthebutton'

*click*

The sound of digitalization reaches my ears as the iconic red light envelopes Scythey's body. In a moment, the Scyther that stood before me was gone, now inside the pokeball. His miniature form visible from the translucent red dome of the ball.

….

LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO

I've now officially caught a pokemon, and not just any pokemon; my starter.

*bzzt* my phone vibrates.

'Took you long enough'

Well fuck you too. And is this gonna be a recurring thing? Is this god or entity or whatever just gonna watch me and comment like I'm a fucking Netflix show?

'Yep'

….well that kinda pisses me off somewhat.

Can I at least get the functions of my phone back?

'…No'

Great…

Oh well. Enough chatting with my Netflix viewer. I'm still stuck in the middle of nowhere with no supplies, and probably only a few more hours of sunlight. I better find the exit quick; I do not want to sleep in the forest today.

I look back to my hand that contained the still enlarged pokeball of Scythey. I should probably ask him If he likes the name Scythey, it's kinda grown on me.

"Come out, Scyther!" Ohhhh yeah. I always wanted to do that.

"SCYYY-Ther!" It turns to look at me

"Hey buddy, just wanted to let you in on the planning. So I was thinking we should get out of the forest before nightfall. That good with you?"

"…" He nods eventually but stays silent.

"Good good. So… do you happen to know the way out?"

"Scy." He nods again and points behind us.

"Thanks man, it would really suck if we got lost."

Imagine if I got lost in the forest on the first day. Who knows what kind of pokemon are out there. After all the trouble surviving a scyther, I could die from running into the wrong spinarak web.

Now that I think about it, I wonder what region I'm in. Scyther is here so maybe it's highly likely that im somewhere in Indigo, but who knows? I haven't noticed any pokemon cause I was too focused on either running from or catching Scythey.

"Do you want to stay outside the ball or rest inside while I move?"

"Scythe" He starts hovering in the air. I sometimes forget that he's a flying type as well. Guess he's staying out.

"So… lead the way?"

"Scyyy..." He sighs? Regretting your decision already, huh? Yeah I feel you.

"Hahaa…Say, do you want a name of your own? Calling you Scyther all the time is gonna get old."

He tilts his head to the side, probably thinking. He nods eventually. Wow he's acting like a real normal pokemon. As if we didn't just almost kill each other half an hour ago.

"Alright, how about Scythey? I think it sounds-"

Aaand we're back to being an Al Qaeda video. I Guess Scythey is going to the bin, which is a shame; it was growing on me.

"OKOK, no stupid names, jeez. I kinda liked that one tho."

"Scyy" he slowly puts his blades back down.

"How about…."

'Maaan, I really wish I had wing right now. I wonder if scyther would be a good mount pokemon? Probably not...'

Turns out I really did spawn in the middle of nowhere. It's probably been about an hour since we left the tree and I still can't see a sign of civilization nearby. Fortunately, the sun is still up and bright meaning it's probably around noon so we should have a bit of time before nightfall. The skies are also pretty clear, so I thankfully don't have to worry about any rain.

In the past hour, I've also been throwing some name suggestions at my starter-damn I can't believe I have a starter- but so far he's rejected everything. Fortunately, he didn't dislike them as much as Scythey.

"How about… Anakin? He was the chosen one of this order, and once he defeated a master of dueling , beheading him with his own blade."

He shakes his head as he continues flying slightly ahead of me. Wow he really thought about that one, huh. Whoo boy, this is gonna be a long journey.

This time, I was able to look around and observe my surroundings without the threat of a green bug trying to kill me. With the pokemon I've seen (not a lot surprisingly, maybe Scyther's scaring them), I'm 100% sure of what region I was dropped in, which is, to my delight, the Unova region.

How do I know? Among the pokemon I spotted were some Seawaddle on the trees around. Normally this would make me 100% sure of the region, but then I also saw some Spinarak on their webs, which made me doubt if I would be able to tell based on the wildlife at all. So I asked the supreme being who dropped me in here.

'Hey phone god? Please tell me I'm in Unova.'

'…Yes'

YES

Why am I so happy? Cause I love the Unova region! It was one of the first pokemon games I completed on my own. Don't get me wrong, the Gen 3 games are probably the best, and I will kill anyone who says there's too much fucking water, but the gen 5 games will always have a special place in my heart.

Plus, the music hits hard af.

"How about Al Qa- , *eherm*, Kaeda?"

He stops to look at me and tilts his head.

No. Noooo. It was a joke. Don't tell me that of all the names…

"Uhm.. it doesn't really mean anything…" Yeah right. Time to bullshit this

"But that's the neat part, it would be YOUR name. You build the story yourself. So when people hear it, they think of the strongest Scizor you're gonna be"

He thinks for a little while before eventually nodding his head. Welp, now I have a bug that likes beheading, jokingly named after a terrorist organization. That's an inside joke I'm taking with me to the grave.

At least the name charade is over.

"Great! Kaeda it is."

After another half hour, we finally saw the silhouettes of houses beyond the thick layers of trees. Houses mean that we're probably in a small town which is good for me to lay low while I get my identity in this world sorted out. Damn… am I an illegal immigrant?

"Looks like we're near civilization, Kaeda. I don't know how people would react to you so would you mind being inside your Pokeball while I find somewhere to stay?"

He looks at his pokeball in my hand and nods.

"Alright, thanks. I'll let you out as soon as I can. Just make sure not to try and kill me again this time will ya?"

"Scy…"

He disappears in to the ball in a flash of red light. I take a look into his pokeball before pocketing it in my jacket.

Ok.. what's the plan? I hope to whoever put me here that this is Nuvema Town where I can find Professor Juniper. That would be like spawning in the perfect Minecraft biome. Normally things wouldn't be so easy for an isekai'd character like me though. Right?

No shot right?

As I exit the forest, I see the signage at the main road of the town. Turns out we were in the forest east of the town. I don't think it was a designated route, I don't remember the place at all. Not many people outside right now. Can't blame em, it's hot as hell. Good for me though. I walk to the sign.

Would I even be able to read it? I mean, Kaeda understood me, but I'm guessing it's about the same way I could understand him through non-verbal speech. I know a bit of Japanese thanks to the Japan trip I went on last year, but I doubt it's any good.

…Oh wow, It's in English, thank God….

[Welcome to Nuvema Town!]

…Nice

I mean, what else can I say. I did say I wanted it to be Nuvema Town. Sure, it's way too coincidental that I got spawned at the starting town of the 1st gen 5 game. Do you have something to do with this PhoG?

'…No'

'don't call me that'

Huh. Will you tell me who you are then?

'…No'

That's what I thought. Thanks PhoG!

'….'

Anyways that means I landed here, on top of a scyther I might add, by pure luck. You know what? I'm too hungry to think about this right now. I need to find the lab. I wonder if Professor Juniper is as hot as she is in the games.

[Unova Regional Lab]

Well that confirms the precense of a government, and I guess the other regions.

*knock*knock*knock*

…. Nothing?

*knock*knock*-OHH fuck...there's a doorbell…

I hear a faint bell sound from inside the lab as I awkwardly stood outside. A few seconds later I heard the clack of foot steps getting closer.

Here goes nothing. The door opens to reveal the hot pro—Not the hot professor… Instead, a middle aged man with light brown hair, brown pants, and a yellow striped shirt. On his shirt, he had a nameplate.

[Dr. Juniper]

Wtf, professor Juniper's dad? WHEN the hell am I?

"Yes? How can I help you?"

"Uhhh… balls" great

"Excuse me?"