In honor of Pokemon's 20th Anniversary and Pokemon Go!, I thought of this idea. Actually, I sort of had this idea in the back of my mind, but decided to publish it after seeing the Super Bowl Ad and how we're seeing a lot of ads/trailers with CG Pokemon in the real world.
Enjoy!
Unknown POV
*Beep!*
*Beep!*
*Beep!*
Overwhelmed with such little strength, I awoke to a strange beep that was beginning to ring in my ears. With every three seconds passing, the beeping become louder as I felt myself regaining some energy. I weakly opened my eyes to see where I was, but all I could see was blurry room blinding me with the sun.
"Mmf." I groaned, shielding my eyes with the sun.
It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust, but my vision slowly began clearing up, revealing where I was.
"Wh-where am I?" I wondered.
"You're in a Pokemon Center." A female voice spoke.
I immediately shot my head off of my pillow in disbelief, spotting a pink haired nurse. The nurse had on a usual nurse uniform that consisted of a pink dress and a white hat with a weird insignia on it. The insignia looked like a ball with the top half being red and the bottom being gray.
"And who are you?" I asked.
"I'm the Nurse Joy of the Lumiose City Pokemon Center. The center we're in right now." The pink haired nurse introduced herself.
After seeing the nurse and discovering that I was hooked up to a heart monitor, there was no denial that I got sent into a hospital. But the big question that was buzzing my head, was why? Why was I here and what made me get sent to this place?
"Nice to meet you, Ms." I greeted, reaching out my right hand to her.
"Why, thank you!" She responded, shaking my hand.
"But you should be thanking the trainers who brought you here." She replied.
"Trainers?" I blinked.
"A group of pokemon trainers found you in Prism Tower and it was a good thing they did." The nurse exclaimed.
"You were badly scorched when I saw you, almost as if you came from an explosion." She replied.
"How long was I out for?" I wondered.
"I'm not sure, but the trainers found you yesterday evening." The nurse noted.
"And it's eight o'clock now." She mentioned.
I turned my head over to the left and sure enough, the nurse was right. The round clock said that it was eight in the morning; which meant it was the start of a new day. Although it seemed that I was going to spend it in a quiet room, I was grateful to be alive. In some miracle, I cheated death thanks to a group of "pokemon trainers".
"How are you feeling now?" The nurse asked.
"I'm still a little tired, but I think I'll be fine." I reported.
"Just take it easy today and you should be alright!" She ordered.
"I will!" I nodded.
"When you're ready, your clothes are lying next to the heart rate monitor.." She signaled.
"I'll be right across the hall, checking on the pokemon." She replied.
And with that, I was left alone. The pink haired nurse left the room, leaving me to change. With some more strength within me, I threw the bed sheets off of my naked body, ripped the electrodes off of my chest, and slowly slid myself off of the bed, seeing my clothes all piled up near the heart rate monitor.
"Guess I should hurry and change." I figured, turning the monitor off.
Two Minutes Later
"Th-there!" I groaned, pulling up my pants.
With the blue jeans the last major thing to put on, I pulled them up from behind and zipped the front side to tighten them up.
"All set!" I exclaimed.
I then fell back onto the bed for a quick breather. As I stared up at the silver colored ceiling, the same questions were still buzzing inside me. How did I end up in Lumiose City and what the hell was I doing at Prism Tower? The only thing I could remember was the fact that I was attending a video game tournament with my friends and that was it.
"I wonder where my friends are?" I wondered.
"Pika?"
My body immediately shot back into a sitting position, spotting some unusual visitors. Standing a few feet away in front of me was a little blonde girl holding some kind of familiar creature. The creature looked like a yellow mouse who had pointy ears with the tips being black, small black eyes, round red cheeks, and a squiggly tail that that resembled a lightning bolt.
"I'm glad you're okay, Mister!" The girl smiled cutely at me.
"Can… I help you with something?" I blinked in confusion.
The girl had a golden barrette attached to the right side of her hair, holding a short ponytail in place. Her outfit consisted of a black ribbon over a short sleeved shirt and she had a white skirt covering her bottom. She had her skinny legs shown while her feet were wearing on a pair of pink mary jane flats. Finally, a small yellow sachet went around her waist as she was dug a hand into it, pulling something out from it.
"My big brother told me to give you this when you felt better." She told me.
She pulled out a small wallet from her satchel and handed it to me. I opened it up and sure enough, it contained the typical stuff that a wallet should have. A bunch of dollar bills folded in one tiny compartment, a Debit Mastercard in another, and an ID with a picture of the person that the wallet belongs to.
"Jason Anderson?" I read the name on the ID card.
"Nice name." The girl commented.
"Huh?" I turned back to the small child.
"Jason Anderson, that IS your name, right?" She questioned.
"Of course it is." I nodded, putting the wallet in my pants.
The truth was I felt confused. Confused about who I really was. Was my real identity 22 year old man who had tan skin, short black hair, and went by the name of Jason Anderson? Or was I playing the role of somebody that I didn't know? I figured that the tan adult was for two reasons. He had the same tan skin as I did and it didn't seem right for me to have somebody else's ID.
"Thanks for holding it for me!" I smiled at the little girl.
"My name's Bonnie and this is my friend's partner, Pikachu!" She introduced herself.
"Pika Pikachu!" The yellow mouse greeted me as well.
"Your friend's Pikachu?" I blinked.
Overwhelmed with confusion, memories froze my body as I saw images of Pikachu and the little girl. Images that made them seemed very familiar to me, especially Pikachu. I never even met the the creature in person, but somehow, I was slowly starting to remember him from my memories.
"Pikachu…"
"Why does he look SO familiar?"
"That Pikachu belongs to me." A boy spoke.
The visions stopped as I noticed more visitors entering the room. Unfortunately, they gave me even more mind grains upon seeing them. With my brain pounding against my skull, I watched three very familiar teenagers join Bonnie in meeting me. The more pain I felt, the more I couldn't believe who I was seeing.
"You gotta be kidding me!"
"We're glad to see you're awake, Jason." A boy with a red and white cap smiled.
"My name is Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town!" He greeted me.
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Fun fact: I originally wrote a DP story with a similar concept, but after seeing how much fan service I added to it, I decided to delete it.
This story is going to be rated M for some Adult Language, violence, but it won't happen till a few chapters from now. I'll try to keep it light, but this will be a semi-dark fanfic. Don't worry, nobody is going to die, but there'll be some pokemon abuse involved.