It happened one morning when, as usual, I was very bored. I left my tree - my hollow stuffed with objects of all descriptions - to survey my surroundings. In each direction were large human cities, though my field was sacred ground and was left untouched. I longed to go on adventures with the humans someday; I was told that the human world was a place filled with wonder and excitement and competition.

The humans had been our companions for many years. Though most Pokémon left it at that, I desired to know more. It's just...

I'm not good at battling. At all.

Like, it would be okay if I was just a Bidoof or a Happiny or something, but that's not how things work. I'm a very special Pokémon - a Pokémon humans call a 'legendary'. I was a Pokémon highly sought after as the origin of all Pokémon - I was a species called 'Mew'. And a Mew that can't even pull off a tackle attack was probably even worse. I just couldn't face that kind of feeling, having to go up to a trainer and be all like, 'hey, I can't do anything useful, but will you take me along on a journey anyway?'

I returned to the book I had been reading - about a knight and his trusty sidekick Lucario - and spent most of the day reading. It was quite engrossing. Humans really knew how to pass the time, if anything. Looking up to the falling sun, I left a bookmark in the story and lay in my bed. The moon was high and I was low. Each minute passed more slowly than the last.
Another boring day...

A scuffling sound beneath me woke me from my rest. I heard a large life form collapse beneath my tree, and he gasped for air as he fell to his rump. I peeked cautiously over my hollow, hoping to see the tired intruder.

A human! A young boy lay, exhausted, beneath the tree. Perhaps he was on a journey? I made myself invisible and slowly approached him. Staring at his face, I noticed a sort of peaceful look, and assumed he was asleep. Not much fun, a sleeping person.

I decided to get what fun I could out of him. Pulling his cheeks was rather amusing. He made funny faces when I did that. I flew speedily around him to mess up his brownish hair, until I eventually gave up and just sat on his head, stealing his cap. I could hide under this. I just had to wake up in the morning and everything would be alright. Human hair was rather comfy...

A sudden movement below me woke me up. I slowly blinked into the darkness, remembering the evens of the day before. What had I been doing again? Oh yeah... I found a human and decided to take a nap in his hair, and... then...

I was still there, and the human was walking away. He still seemed tired, which is probably why he hadn't noticed me yet, and was fighting his way through the exhaustion to the next human city. I turned invisible and quietly slipped away from under his cap. I looked around. I couldn't see my tree anywhere. Nothing looked familiar. Even the human cities seemed different somehow, as if I was viewing them from a different angle.

Of course... The human had taken me away from my tree! That had to be it! Now what do I do?! I'm not good at navigation... Or surviving... or anything, really...

I looked to the human, who was slowly tromping along. He would have to eat, too... Maybe he knew where to get food? Yes, this was it. I would just follow him around, and everything. Will. Be. FINE.

Okay, Deathcandi, let's do this, I told myself. Yes, I know, I know, my name is weird. Deal with it. I had bigger problems. Like how I was going to follow a human and infiltrate a human city and get something to eat tonight.

I'm hungry already.