(Pokeyman ficcy. Several Fakies from my region of Solest will be seen here. Enjoy...at your own risk)
Prologue-A Fate Unwanted
There was an...an attack. Yes, an attack. But of what? It was a...a...Feraligatr? Is that what it's called? It was definately a giant blue alligator thing. It destroyed the car, that's for sure. He was in the backseat, asleep at the time. All he had seen was it running away, his parents dead in the front, badly maimed...dead.
Then there was a giant bolt of lightning, and then a wave of darkness. Caused by what? The next thing he remembered was giant needles aimed at his head, chest, arms, legs, and back...
Where was he? A hospital? Yes, that had to be it. White walls all around him, various monitors hooked up to him, a bed that was a bit comfy. Yeah, it was a hospital. What time was it? What city or town was he in? What was the date? How long was he out? A teenage boy shifted his head to the side with great difficulty and saw a calendar laying on a table nearby. It read "March 9, 2009."
March 9? 2009? That's...six years. He's been out of it for six years. What was his name? He slowly got out of the bed and very carefully made his way to the bathroom...very clumsily. He got inside and looked at a full-length mirror. He was older than he remembered, and he was in one of those ridiculous gowns. His hair was a premature gray, and his eyes were a deep but bright blue. His face looked a bit older, but that was it. He made his way back to the bed and pressed the button for a nurse.
No sooner had he pushed it, a nurse came walking in. "Is there anything you need?" she asked in a very gentle voice. She was young, maybe early to mid-twenties, and had dark brown hair and green eyes.
"Ummm...who am I?" he asked.
"Well, you were admitted here six years ago after a near-fatal accident. We couldn't find any record of you or your parents, so we didn't know your name. You were attacked by a vicious Feraligatr, but was saved by a Shocari, a very rare Pokemon found in Solest. The Shocari picked you up and carried you here on its back, a very kind thing for it to due, given the history of Shocaris. It stayed with you while we tried to save you.
"Several hours later, we realized that you needed a much greater help than we could offer. Our doctors left the room, but the Shocari stayed behind. We don't know what happened, but when we came back, it was gone, with no sign of it vanishing. We then noticed that you had taken on several bodily characteristics of a Shocari. Our doctors decided to call you Shocari, after the very noble creature that saved your life."
"So, the Shocari...merged with me?" he asked.
"Well, that's what we're guessing." she said while subconsciously biting her bottom lip.
Suddenly, a great impulse overtook Shocari. His vision blurred, but was replaced by everything looking like a negative of a photo. He could see inside the nurse's body, he could even see her very heart beating, appearing red in his vision. All he wanted to do was to rip out that nurse's heart and devour it.
Shocari rushed forward and grabbed the nurse by the throat. He tightened his grip and pulled with all of his might, tearing a gaping hole in her neck, blood trickling down slowly then speeding up like a small river. She fell to the floor with a muffled thud, her white uniform now a dark red, and the white tiles around her body matched. Shocari looked down into her dead eyes, savoring the blank expression.
He blinked, and all was back to normal. He looked back down at the nurse. 'What happened?' he asked himself. What had come over him? Was this a natural instinct of a Shocari? It couldn't have been. He walked out of the room quickly, and pressed the button for the elevator.
"This isn't happening. This isn't happening." he quickly muttered to himself. "I'm stuck in a bad dream. Yeah. A really long nightmare that I need to wake up from." Shocari looked out a nearby window. He was nearly eleven stories up. The elevator door opened, and Shocari walked in, still looking at the window.
He turned his head and fell down an empty shaft, darkness and metal ropes clouding his vision.
Prologue-A Fate Unwanted
There was an...an attack. Yes, an attack. But of what? It was a...a...Feraligatr? Is that what it's called? It was definately a giant blue alligator thing. It destroyed the car, that's for sure. He was in the backseat, asleep at the time. All he had seen was it running away, his parents dead in the front, badly maimed...dead.
Then there was a giant bolt of lightning, and then a wave of darkness. Caused by what? The next thing he remembered was giant needles aimed at his head, chest, arms, legs, and back...
Where was he? A hospital? Yes, that had to be it. White walls all around him, various monitors hooked up to him, a bed that was a bit comfy. Yeah, it was a hospital. What time was it? What city or town was he in? What was the date? How long was he out? A teenage boy shifted his head to the side with great difficulty and saw a calendar laying on a table nearby. It read "March 9, 2009."
March 9? 2009? That's...six years. He's been out of it for six years. What was his name? He slowly got out of the bed and very carefully made his way to the bathroom...very clumsily. He got inside and looked at a full-length mirror. He was older than he remembered, and he was in one of those ridiculous gowns. His hair was a premature gray, and his eyes were a deep but bright blue. His face looked a bit older, but that was it. He made his way back to the bed and pressed the button for a nurse.
No sooner had he pushed it, a nurse came walking in. "Is there anything you need?" she asked in a very gentle voice. She was young, maybe early to mid-twenties, and had dark brown hair and green eyes.
"Ummm...who am I?" he asked.
"Well, you were admitted here six years ago after a near-fatal accident. We couldn't find any record of you or your parents, so we didn't know your name. You were attacked by a vicious Feraligatr, but was saved by a Shocari, a very rare Pokemon found in Solest. The Shocari picked you up and carried you here on its back, a very kind thing for it to due, given the history of Shocaris. It stayed with you while we tried to save you.
"Several hours later, we realized that you needed a much greater help than we could offer. Our doctors left the room, but the Shocari stayed behind. We don't know what happened, but when we came back, it was gone, with no sign of it vanishing. We then noticed that you had taken on several bodily characteristics of a Shocari. Our doctors decided to call you Shocari, after the very noble creature that saved your life."
"So, the Shocari...merged with me?" he asked.
"Well, that's what we're guessing." she said while subconsciously biting her bottom lip.
Suddenly, a great impulse overtook Shocari. His vision blurred, but was replaced by everything looking like a negative of a photo. He could see inside the nurse's body, he could even see her very heart beating, appearing red in his vision. All he wanted to do was to rip out that nurse's heart and devour it.
Shocari rushed forward and grabbed the nurse by the throat. He tightened his grip and pulled with all of his might, tearing a gaping hole in her neck, blood trickling down slowly then speeding up like a small river. She fell to the floor with a muffled thud, her white uniform now a dark red, and the white tiles around her body matched. Shocari looked down into her dead eyes, savoring the blank expression.
He blinked, and all was back to normal. He looked back down at the nurse. 'What happened?' he asked himself. What had come over him? Was this a natural instinct of a Shocari? It couldn't have been. He walked out of the room quickly, and pressed the button for the elevator.
"This isn't happening. This isn't happening." he quickly muttered to himself. "I'm stuck in a bad dream. Yeah. A really long nightmare that I need to wake up from." Shocari looked out a nearby window. He was nearly eleven stories up. The elevator door opened, and Shocari walked in, still looking at the window.
He turned his head and fell down an empty shaft, darkness and metal ropes clouding his vision.
I hope it's an annoying patient.