Hey. This makes my third fic. This is more serious then my other fic, but still a few jokes. The PG-13 rating is because of a few jokes and the first chapter's kinda grotesque feel. By the way, AdvancedChuShipping=MayxPikachu.
This is in First-Person (aka Pikachu's p.o.v.).
I was a relatively normal Pikachu on the outside. I battled, ate Pokefood, and helped out my trainer Ash when in a sticky situation. There was something abnormal about me, however that made me different. When a girl named May joined the gang of Trainers I was in, I thought she was rather attractive. The sad thing is that even though Ash could easily swoop in and get her, he wasn’t, regardless of how many hints May threw him. I realized that if he can’t get her, why couldn’t I?
Of course, the answer was because I was a Pokemon. There was a simple barrier. Even that couldn’t stop me after a while. I started doing some insane things, such as getting hugged by May whenever I could, and once something very extreme. It happened one night at the Pokemon Center...
I couldn’t sleep, due to May. I went over to her bed and started poking her. Eventually she woke up and said, wearily, “Ugh, hi Pikachu. Why did you wake me up?” I motioned for a hug, and May smiled. “Sure, I’ll give you a hug.” She embraced me in a small snuggle. I took advantage of this, but she noticed. She said, “Pikachu, did you just unhook my bra?”
I never tried anything funny like that ever again. There was one problem though. I would never get to hold May the way she would ever want it. She would never offer a date with a Pokemon, or even go on one. All I could ever get would be a quick snuggle. There were only three choices. I could make her the only human on Earth, which was more than impossible. I could turn her into a Pokemon, but no technology has been made for that. The last possibility would be to turn human…
Chapter 1: Capture
Ash and company are eating near a riverbank, on a picnic table. All the other Pokemon are eating next to me, their little pebbles of food going away into their mouths. I am the only one not eating, just staring at May. Oh, how her hair flows in the wind. It is very beautiful, or would have been, if she wasn’t shoveling food down her mouth.
It is very peaceful, until Team Rocket show up. They say their dumb motto, and I don’t really care. Of course, I don’t care at the moment, until they grab me in a big rubber glove, for the umpteenth time. I still don’t care too much anyway. Until I hear from below, “Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!” Dense Ash. Doesn’t know it’s rubber. Of course, I feel compelled to do it, and do, even though it doesn’t work.
I’m still not caring, since Ash or someone will get me down. I do get worried however, when I hear, “Oh no, we left all our Pokemon back at the center!” The center is about a 10 minute walk. I would be long gone. I drift away…
I go over mountains, grassy plains, lakes, and the sort. Amazingly, Team Rocket doesn’t stop. I fear I will never see May’s beautiful face ever again. Never mind the rest of them. Soon, we land in front of an area covered with forest. In front of me is a huge building with an “R” on the front in red.
“Time to go, Pikachu!” I hear Meowth’s voice, and he grabs me. The Rockets look triumphant, and they lead me into the building. It is very dark, and I am scared. In front of us is a person in a white lab coat. He says, “Ah, you’ve gotten the test subject. Took you long enough.”
“Hey, shut up!” James says. “We attacked when they were weakest, and we got Pikachu!” The scientist replies, “I’ll give you that. Giovanni wishes to see you. He has a little ‘present’ for you.” The Rockets looked gleeful, and run off towards a door on the side.
“Now then,” the scientist says, walking up to me. “We’ve finally got you. The idiots say you’ve got some untapped potential. Let’s test that.” The lights turn on, and I am shocked at what is around me.
It looks like some sort of sick testing facility. There are several machines of different sizes, shapes, and grotesque. Pokeballs are littered on the floor, looking empty, depleted, unloving. The scientist is standing in front of a huge machine, with, in the middle, a small metal circle with iron cuffs around the bottom and top. I hear from the other room 3 gunshots.
“Seen enough?” the scientist says. “All my work, Dr. Robert Lurkin! And,” he walks to me and picks me up, “you are my new test subject. So sit back, relax, and watch your death come as did the others.”
I am truly scared. I know there is nobody to save me, and there won’t be. Lurkin brings me to the machine he was standing in front of and puts me in the metal circle. The cuffs join together, and I am trapped. I attempt every single electric attack in my arsenal, but nothing works. Neither does any other attack.
“No escaping,” Lurkin says, and at that point he goes to a control panel and runs me through what is going to happen. “This is a very unique machine. It’s intended to join Pokemon and human together, so the human may control the Pokemon, with no guilt. Every attack is executed, and the Pokemon fights to the death.”
“I will program your mind to respond to a brain impulse in my mind, and you will become my new friend. That is, until you die.” He laughs sinisterly, and lowers a lever. Shock comes to my body, kinds I’ve never experienced. I feel the pain come to every nerve, every cell. For some reason, however, the pain started to move downward, towards the center of me. I felt no pain on the outside now, just inside.
“Something’s wrong,” says Lurkin. “The machine is pumping, but the insides of the machine are getting fried!” At this point, Lurkin grabs his head and howls in pain. Eventually, all pain in my body fades, and Lurkin continues to scream. The machine blows a fuse, and smoke billows out.
Lurkin howls one last scream, and his body goes limp. The pain comes back to me, fiercer than ever, and I pass out…the last thing I see are more fuses blowing out, Lurkin’s body on the floor, and my life flashing through my eyes…
I wake up. Half of the testing facility’s wall is gone, and no electricity is flowing anywhere. Lurkin’s body is still on the floor. I notice my cuffs are gone, and I jump down to the floor. I look at the walls, and see my reflection. I let a gasp of utter surprise.
I see a human child through my eyes. His platinium blond hair is slicked back, leaving a look of swiftness. His eyes are of a deep brown, with very hollowed cheeks and thin lips. His body frame is very slightly muscular, but thin. This body was build for speed, and looked like I would have liked my body. That’s when I realized something.
It was me I was looking at. That machine must have somehow made me a human. A pretty nice human, I thought. All proportions were fine, including one down south. I knew I had to get clothes, so I went over to Lurkin’s dead body and took all but his coat. This would have to do for now.
Then I realized what I would be able to do. I cheer, “I can finally get my chance with May!” That’s when I notice I can talk English. I speak out, “Thunder.” I get more excited, and try to come up with a plan. I sit down for several minutes, just thinking, then it comes to me.
I’ll get a Pokemon, and find them. Shouldn’t be too hard, they usually look for me. I’ll say I’m a trainer looking for company, and join the team. I’ll warm up to May, and eventually get her trust, and go out with her! Yes!
“Sweet!” I exclaim. “I’ll need a Pokemon first, though.” I search through the discarded Pokeballs, but most are empty. Only after searching what seems to be every Pokeball in the wreckage, I find a Pokeball that had been twisted a bit. I checked it and out came…a Minun. It had a few cuts, probably from the sick people working at this lab, or maybe from damage to the ball.
I bend over and said, “Hi.” The Minun looks shocked and just starts saying his name over and over. “Guess because I’m human I can’t understand them. Oh well,” I said, slightly disappointed. I go over and find some normal clothes on a rack. I put them on, surprisingly fitting my new human body perfectly. I ask the Minun to get on my shoulder, and we take off to find Ash, Brock, Max…and May especially.
I started this in January, but wanted to finish my other fic. Plus, this may not excite my old audience. I don't know. Keep your reviews...tasteful.